Wait, come look at this. Five hundred thousand dollars directly deposited to the cleric's personal account from El Supemercado Fantastico. I've been in this neighborhood forever. I ain't never heard of that one.
Shaft
3.9s
Is he here? Right here, motherfucker. Who's asking? Oh, shit!
Where the hell did he come from? Come on, now. I'm just grabbing my cell phone.
Shaft
2.7s
- Junior? - Yeah. Fuck you doing here?
Shaft
5.4s
Okay. So, if he won't talk to the police and he won't talk to you, then who is he gonna talk to?
Shaft
11.6s
Um... I... It's me. It's JJ. JJ who? JJ! John Shaft, Junior. - Your son! - My son? Son? I thought you pulled out on time, every time. Shit.
Shaft
1s
Hey...
Shaft
1s
John Shaft.
Shaft
1s
Hello!
Shaft
3.8s
The concentration levels are too high. He would've OD'd before he even finished using.
Shaft
11.9s
No matter how hard your mom tried to kill that family shit in you, those Shaft swimmers found their way all the way up in that pussy, didn't they? Come on. How far along is she? How much you need? No, there's no she.
Shaft
24.6s
Oh, your mom did one hell of a job turning you into a bona fide white boy. Oh, what? 'Cause I shop at the Gap and I have a college degree and I know my FICO score, that means I'm not black? - Well, it kind of does. - You know what? I'm not doing this with you. I didn't come here to argue about my clothes, or where I work, or any of the father-son stuff that you wanna talk about. I'm here for business. What kind of business could your Don Lemon ass have in my world?
Shaft
1.7s
Ow!
Shaft
6.7s
- I think my best friend was murdered. - You think? It was ruled as an overdose, but I have reason to believe... Whoa. Stop right there.
Shaft
7.7s
Well, apparently, this one just opened up. A grocery store... gave a half million dollars to the cleric, directly.
