Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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