Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

boy, what is you talking about?"
Why would anyone even do that? (chuckles)
Kidnapping's serious. You know that, right? Willy?
(distant arguing)
I don't know
You're gonna need this in the music business.
Willy gave it to me.
Um, half a joint.
CURTIS: Fool. That's what that is.
Yo.
Nigga's so confused.
Can you drop me off somewhere?
It's a gun.
What the fuduck is that?
Yeah.
(siren wailing)
(mouths)
Hey, Earn.
fill it up and leave it in the cupboard.
Yo, so let me get this straight.
I know you're Tara. You're Tara.
Hey, Droop.
Yo-yo, can you stash this for a little bit over here?
Who-who are you?
(man speaks indistinctly on TV)
-CURTIS: Fool. -DROOP: Damn.
(siren wailing)
(siren chirps)
Nigga, what?
Yeah, um... I'm out of here.
-Okay? Don't be a... -(pounding, growling)
(arguing continues)
She was so cool.
(car horn honking)
Word? I was just listening to that nigga.
* Hey *
But make sure he gives you your change first.
-Cool. Cool. -Cool.
Sure.
No, he's on house arrest. Yvonne called.
DARIUS: Oh, hoo-hoo.
I'm gonna leave the safety of my house
* For goodness sakes *
* Hey, love *
while 12 outside.