He had enough heroin in his system to kill 10 people. There's no way he could've done something like that to himself. I traced the supplier to this run-down tenement in Harlem on 139th Street.
Shaft
10.4s
What is it, Shaft? You got something you wanna tell me about this little shitstorm that blew through here? No. But my son needs to book a flight. You mind if he uses your computer?
Shaft
4.3s
I just gotta get to a computer. I got you. Officer Thomas! Let me holla at you.
Shaft
1.1s
Book a flight.
Shaft
2.6s
You know what? I think I can track Sasha's phone.
Shaft
1.2s
I'm glad you came.
Shaft
1.1s
So, what's the gig?
Shaft
1.8s
Yo, what don't you have?
Shaft
3s
But you can't be too prepared. Oh, yeah.
Shaft
1.5s
What the hell?
Shaft
1s
Y'all hungry?
Shaft
2.9s
- Want some grits? - Yeah. Grits? What's that?
Shaft
1.1s
Wait, what?
Shaft
1.4s
You're my grandson?
Shaft
6.1s
Only you could be a worse father than I was. - You were a wonderful father. - Hm-hm. After you stopped pretending to be my uncle.
Shaft
4.6s
I haven't been able to see you since your daddy drove your light-skinned ass way the hell upstate.
