DIRTY LAUNDRY [BOOTLEG UNIVERSE]

Let me talk to that bitch. Where are you running to? I already took care of you! Come on, don't run away from me. Don't run from me, bitch! Come on! {Struggling} Give me that damn money! {Fighting} No! No! {Clothes torn} {Screams} {Muffled screams} Get him guys, get him! You are alone this time. What are you doing here? Get off me! Where is your older brother now? What the fuck is this? Are you crossing my street? You have to pay the toll. Look, there are two ways out of this street. You work for me, or the other way around.

I'm not going to sell drugs for you! {Laughs} I love this kid. He was waiting for you to say that. No no no! {Fighting} {Fighting} What the fuck are you doing here? Laundry. Do you like to breathe? Generally. Get out of here, old man. I have a bourbon special. I mean vodka. I've been sober for six months. Damn animals. It makes you want to do something, doesn't it? A couple of years ago, that was me standing right where you are now. Looking out that door. The only difference was that she was a little girl back then.

What did you do? I went out there. Three runs in the sandbox, not even a scratch. And I come home with this shit. There is always a war somewhere. Why bother? That's my motto. If the almighty struck down those savages today, tomorrow there would be five more to replace them. Nothing makes a difference. The whole world is burning, my friend. At least I have a front row seat to it. Fifty dollars for the Yoohoo. Jack bottle. Come on boy, say yes. You have a choice! Come now! All you have to do is say yes! We have a damn problem here. {Cracking} {Splatter} {Snap} {Cracking} {Cracking} {Cracking} Fuck!!!

Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Do you know the difference between justice and punishment? That? Aid! Aid! Fuck you! I'm sorry. No!!! Hello sir, you dropped this. Keep him. It has a hole anyway.