James: "You better not be lying to me."
Franklin: "What the hell I gotta lie to you for."
James: "I happen to know how your type opperates."
Franklin: "My type? So why the hell do you take my to your bleep damn dinner rehersal for your story?"
James: "I'm stuck with you."
Franklin: "You ain't stuck with bleep. I done figured your white ass out."
James: "Oh, you have have you?."
Franklin: "Yeah, you full of bleep. You one desperate ass middle class white boy who don't give a damn about who you step on to get what you want. That's what you are. You need to get your priorities strait."
James: "My priorities?"
Franklin: "Your bleep damn Priorities!"
James: "I'm not the one wanted for murder remember."
Franklin: "Look man, I'm tired of your smart ass comments. You know I ain't murdered no bleep damn body. You the reason I'm in this bleep in the first place. I was down there minding my own business living ghetto fabulous. I wasn't messin' with nobody and you came along and bleeped that up. You know how much money I was making down at that car wash? Huh?"
James: "A buck? Buck 2.98?."
Franklin: "I will slap you man. I will slap the hell out of you. You play with me. You don't know who the hell you messin with. I don't even know when I'm gonna slap somebody. My reflexes just slap people. I be like damn why did I do that. I don't know when I be slappin' people. I don't know when I'm gonna slap somebody. You keep messin with me... I'm dangerous. I'm scared of myself. They call me snap and pop. Because I snap and I will POP your ass in the mouth. Don't mess with me man. You better watch your back. You better watch your bleep damn back. Even in the shower, even at picnics. You better watch your bleep damn back. Make a right."