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24.8s
Man, the moon be playin' with me, dawg. Locked up at camp, used to look up and see it all white and clean. And think how it's the same o'er here in the hood, only it's all dirty and shit. Look, man, you back in the hood now, man. You best forget that moon. Keep your eyes on this here street, man. You're back, baby. Yo, I remember this poem said once, "The moon is a friend for the Ionesome to talk to." Damn, girl.
Gridiron Gang
18.6s
You better stay down, boy. You better stay down. - Hey, get off me, bitch! - Oh, you the bitch. Willie, get off the field! Choi, get in there for Weathers. Dead ball. Unsportsmanlike conduct on white. Fifteen yards. C'mere. What was that? This ain't no street fight out there. - You gotta have discipline and self-control. - Tell me about it, Coach.
Gridiron Gang
33.4s
Paul, a delay in funding? Well, there's a lot of red tape and paperwork we gotta... How are we supposed to play without equipment? I just read Willie Weathers' file. Have you seen it? Yeah, what about it? We had an agreement. No killers on the football team, right? Dexter, if there's more than five kids on that team that aren't killers, it's because they have lousy aim. - They're not in here for that. - 'Cause they didn't get caught. But Weathers did. And I'm workin' my ass off to make sure he doesn't kill anybody again! You sure that's it? What? Well, you were a college football star. Maybe this team is... Dexter, your degree was in social work, not psychology. We need that equipment.
Gridiron Gang