Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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