Sidney Deane:
[standing next to Billy's car, parked outside Sidney's apartment complex]
You got a fine woman
Billy Hoyle:
You keep your hands off her
Sidney Deane:
What's the matter with you?I said she was fine, I didn't say I was going to touch her
Billy Hoyle:
[pushes him]
If you touch her I'll kick your ass you hear me?
Sidney Deane:
Look at this, it's starting to come clear
Billy Hoyle:
Good
Sidney Deane:
you're a real cool customer on the court, real chill out there, can't be rattled in your game, you don't even fall for that "nigger" shit out there on the court, but when it comes to your woman that's a different matter altogether, look at you I didn't even talk trash and you're already scared, I didn't even push up on the sister and you're already thinking about it this is good shit to know, I know your weakness
Billy Hoyle:
Shut the fuck up
Sidney Deane:
Billy, you're like every other white boys I've ever met
Billy Hoyle:
And you're like every other brother I met on the play ground
Sidney Deane:
Come on with it baby kick some shit
Billy Hoyle:
You'd rather look good and lose rather look bad and win, how many dinners did your necklace set your family back?
Sidney Deane:
Fuck you, you don't know shit about me
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:40