Dialogue in a Casual Setting

Bro, I'm telling you, this place is something y'all.

I don't know why we fuck with any place else.

Yo, I'm here for you, bro.

Later.

Show it to me. Let me see.

Shit.

Un cafecito, por favor.

Eh, dos humans.

Could I have another ice water, please? Another one.

You don't want a leche caliente or something?

Just water.

Okay.

I don't like to do this, but my boss told me to ask you to settle

up.

He doesn't mind you taking the table, but, you know.

I get it. It's no problem.

Lou, you staring at that window again?

Mm-hmm.

You can look out there all day, girl. Ain't nothing gonna change.

Ugh, sorry about that.

Really?

They're late.

Yeah. Damn.

Oh, you still doing that? Lay one on me.

Clue is planet of love. Ain't this planet, that's for

damn sure.

How about Venus?

Yo.

Camino.

That, that looks right. Nice.

Oh, yeah, I knew a Venus. She was one freaky

hoe.

Camino, door.

Where you been at? I've been waiting.

All right, come on.

Finally, about fucking time. Yo, why is everything

running so late?

Shit, you haven't heard?

Counselor Raines got canned.

Oh, shit. So who they got me with now?

Somebody named Gates. I don't know anything about her.

Yo, he didn't get caught for bringing-

Nah, nah, we're good. Word is, he got caught counseling with his hands

down

his pants.

Ugh, hairy fuck.

You called me in?

Serena, Farrah, Angela, Leon.

Wait up a minute.

Seriously?

They want you over on C-block. Yeah, okay. Let me see that phone for a moment.

Yo.

Be back there.

What?

Oya.

Think they're looking at tracking devices carried into the prison.

Give me that face. This is your rec time, not mine.

B-38 in room, heading to the yard. Okay, we're moving.

Marks.

Yo, that's right.

Facts.

Where she transfer from?

Hey.

What?

Yo, get your feet off of him.

What?

You best start not getting comfortable.

Yo, chill.

Yo,

she bring anything with her?

I don't trust snitch.

Ugh.

All of the gray underwear didn't pass.

You know, she might have stuffed a little up her

coochie too 'cause girl was

walking funny.

Hey.

Yo.

What?

Keep your pants on, bitch.

Yeah. Okay, got it.

What?

Talk to you later.

All right.

Right there.

Okay. Ha.

God.

Booyah.

Where do you think you're gonna find her?

I said it was that other bitch, okay?

Goddamnit.

Let's see you hit yours, okay?

Been on the job 10 years, real by the book.

That's all I got.

Great.

Camino's.

Yeah?

Mm, how many you wanna go for?

What you thinking, bro?

Just tell her what she needs to know. Keep it straight. Don't fuck around.

Yeah.

And, uh, heard they don't got too much of a sense

of humor over there at county,

so-

Don't get cute?

Yep, don't get cute.

Right.

Okay