TARIQ (NARRATION): It’s plain to see I was set up by Tru. But why? Could he still be jealous of me? First, it was rhyming, then, my record deal, and now, bigger drug sales. Damn! How I’m gon’ explain this? Caught with a hooker, guns, drugs? My moms and my girl gon’ flip on me! The worst thing is, if I rat on him, the organization gon’ kill me! I’m fucked!

OFFICER O’MALEY BITCHKOWSKI: Okay, punk! I think you know the routine!

TARIQ: C’mon, don’t I get one call?

OFFICER O’MALEY BITCHKOWSKI: Not ’til you talk to the captain!

[*door opens and closes*]

OFFICER OB: Here’s the scum, Captain!

POLICE CAPTAIN: Take a seat! … Hmm… I just got your résumé!

TARIQ: Résumé?

POLICE CAPTAIN: It seems as though you’re a good kid. No prior convictions. Why?

TARIQ: Why? Yo, wh— What are you talking about?

POLICE CAPTAIN: Don’t play games with me! Tell me who’s your boss!

TARIQ: Can I make my call now?

POLICE CAPTAIN: Bitchkowski! Give this punk his call! Get him out of here!
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