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REGGIE
Yeah?
DRIVER What the fuck is wrong with him? He retarded or sumpin’? REGGIE Whatever’s wrong with my uncle
ain’t nuthin’ compared to the hurt on you if you don’t back it up. Behind Reggie a WINO (black, 60’s, teetering) walks up to Ptolemy. Backing away, the Driver is trying to escape a beating while, at the same time, keeping some dignity. DRIVER You bettah put that old man on a leash. REGGIE What you say? Reggie takes a step toward the Driver and the driver dives into his car. EXT. BUSY STREET OF SOUTH LA - CONTINUOUS Reggie turns around to see Ptolemy talking to the Wino. He goes up to them. PTOLEMY Reggie, this here’s my friend, um, what’s your name again? WINO Luther. Luther Jones. PTOLEMY Yeah, yeah. Luther need a dollar. Give him one’a mines. Reggie steps into the space between Ptolemy and Luther. Luther puts up his hands and backs off a step because some of the anger at the Driver still hovers around Reggie’s shoulders. Reggie realizes the fear he’s instilled. REGGIE Hold up, brother, I ain’t gonna hurt you.
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