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Fast bike, huh?

Yeah, sometimes.

Want me to fill it up?

I'm not here for the gas.

You can keep an eye on it for me.

Leave it on the road, guys.

That stunt almost cost me my ride, boy.

-You were in my way. I was in a hurry. -Well, now you'll be late.

Hey! Get your dirty little punk ass off my car.

What is it about driving cars that makes you all such assholes?

Can you do something about these dirty windows?

Five bucks.

Make it 1 0.

Thanks.

Buckle up.

Well. It didn't take long for you to find trouble.

Step up. I'm running a two-for-one special today.

Special, huh?

Can I get fries with that? Because I'm hungry as hell.

-What's up, Ford? How you doing, boy? -Good to see you, man.

-Wish I could say the same for you. -Welcome home.

Thanks, man. Val, Dalton. Late as usual.

Dude's gone six months in Thailand without a word...

...and now he's busting our chops.

Since when did you get so sensitive?

I got a rally to get to.

You must be in a hurry to die.

Henry James and his boys aren't gonna be as happy to see you as we are.

-You were on the run. Why you back now? -I gotta make things right.

I couldn't stop thinking about her.

-And here I thought it was all about us. -Look...

...this is my mess, not yours. You don't have to make this run.

-We can't let you have all the fun. -You're gonna need us.

Yes, I am.

Still know how to ride that thing?

We'll have to race the twisties to find out.

Ford, what the hell are you doing?

I don't want to miss that look on your face when I blow past you.

What the--?

-We got company. -Out of my way, punk!

What's his problem?

I got him!

-Your ass is mine. -Let's go, punk.

Come on, what you got?

-You like that? -Bring that piece of shit on.

I'm burning, I'm burning.

-Relax! -You should've let him burn!

He could've killed us!

Hey, punk, we ain't done yet. Move out of the way.

Let's see if this guy fights as bad as he rides.

-Walk away. -You got loud pipes...

...but you ain't saying nothing!

You ain't gonna like how this ends.

It's your turn to burn, white boy.

What's up, J? Drop something?

Just taking care of some business, T.

Ford. I heard you was up in lndochina eating sushi and shit.

-I thought sushi came from Japan. -I know where sushi come from, nigga.

I ain't even talking to you.

You know I could smash you right now.

You and your little tricycle friends.

But I'm gonna give you a pass.

Consider it a welcome-home present.

Under one condition. Somebody gonna give my brother a new bike.

-I want his bike. -I ain't giving you shit.

There's only one way you're getting one of these bikes.

I know you been gone a long time, Ford.

But not long enough to forget who run things around here.

I hate to see you end up as Dojo's dinner.

Trey. One-time.

Probably not a good time to be feeding Dojo anything, huh?

Get that bike from you later.

Hey, officer, how's it going?

Beautiful day today.

-What are you waiting for? -What you think?

Go show these boys how to ride.

-How about a ride? -This thing might be too much for you.

-We'll never know till I'm on it. -All right, you too.

It's not that I don't enjoy your company.

Just be gentle with him.

-Nice bike. -Nice ass.

Got a name?

Yeah.

Ford. What's he doing here?

Forecast for today: sun, sun and more sun.

Highs 94 to 103. Don 't forget your sunscreen, folks.

Southwest winds 10 to 15 miles per hour, with locally higher gusts.

Be with you in a second.

Looking for something in particular?

You got one of them seats in a pink Naugahyde?

Maybe with a little gold fringe?

You never were funny, Ford.

Oh, come on, you used to think I was funny.

Maybe you lost your sense of humor.

I think I have a pretty good sense of humor.

Like the morning you skipped town before agents raided my shop...

...waving warrants, telling me my boyfriend's a drug dealer?

That was funny. I laughed my ass off for weeks.

I wrote you letters.

-I made fires. -I tried to call.

Y eah, but my phone was tapped for six months. That was fun too.

-Can I explain? -Let me guess.

You're sorry, you didn't mean to hurt me, you were trying to protect me...

-...and it wasn't your fault. -lt was my fault.

-We're closed. -The sign said--

Well, the sign lied. Thanks.

You too, Ford.

You don't know how many times I've...

...played this out in my head the last six months.

Must be frustrating.

You got balls even coming here.

Feds and the Hellions are after you and Henry James thinks you stole his bikes.

Yeah.

Well, that's because I did.

-Ford? -Yeah?

-Go now, please, before l-- -Before what?

And to think we almost decided to go to the beach this weekend.

Lucky for me, Luther hates to swim.

Henry.

I don't know why you're buying a new seat, Ford.

Looks like you haven't broken in your old one yet.

Looks like Ford prefers to ride bitch to me.

It looks to me like you ought to buy a new seat yourself, Henry.

Share one with your friends long enough and you're liable to catch something.

Heard you were in lndochina.

Some shit like that.

-Good food there? -Thailand, actually...

...but the food was great. Thanks for asking.

You're a pretty funny guy, Ford.

Tell me...

...you got a punch line for this:

Where are my goddamn bikes?

You really want them...

...or what's inside them?

Where are they?

-Why don't you just cut it out of him. -No, he won't.

He's too smart for that.

Because he knows if he touches me he'll never get his shit back.

Then again...

...I'm not that smart.

Shane.

You've got till sundown to hand over my bikes.

-Your brother said we had a deal. -Junior don't do deals around here, I do.

Well, if Junior ain't allowed to make deals, he shouldn't be allowed to speak.

That's funny, because I was thinking the same thing.

I didn't come here to watch you pet your dog, primate.

I didn't invite your Dukes of Hazzard ass.

So you can raise up whenever you feel it. The answer is no.

You're not slinging your dope on my streets.

Hand me that bottle.

Look...

... I'm not some dimebag street punk.

I'm a businessman.

And I'm telling you to make this right.

I wouldn't give a shit if you was Don Corleone himself.

The answer is still no.

So get out of my face.

What the hell was you looking at?

I love you.

Trey, what's wrong? I thought you would've been down with that shit.

You could've made a killing.

First you gonna act a fool up there on the road, now this?

What's wrong with you?

You messing with my goddamn good nature, boy.

Go get me a beer, man. You messing up my buzz.

Get me a Diet Pepsi. Don't slam my door.

You better count to 1 0!

-I'm gonna whup his ass. -Shut up. Put Rasan and Nomo on him.

Dojo got more sense than that boy.

Henry, looks like you're the one riding bitch.

Looks like your engine could use a little work.

What part of "l don't love you anymore, you're a bastard...

...and I never wanna see you again" didn't you understand?

How about the part that stops you from driving off right now?

Thirsty?

All right, one beer. But you' re buying.

-What up, Junior? You all right? -No, l' m definitely not all right. Move!

Watch out, white boy.

-Call it an accident? -How about I kick your ass?

No, I prefer we still call it an accident.

-How about now? -Now it looks like you owe me a beer.

-Junior! Junior! -I'm gonna kill you!

Come on, chill!

I'm gonna talk to you. Why you always got to show your ass, man, huh?

Why you can't come here and play your position?

Look at me, boy.

I love you. You're my brother, but you better stop embarrassing me.

Stop acting so damn crazy.

And I got your back for life.

Well, if you got my back, then show me, blood, on everything!

You ain't got my back, man. You ain't got my back, Trey. Forget you, man.

Watch out. Get out of my way, man.

Dawson's Creek almost beat your brother's ass, blood.

Shut up, man. Go get my dog.

-What're we gonna do about Ford? -Junior just solved our problem.

-Why don't we just grab him right now? -No, not now.

I got a better idea. Get the boys.

What is it with you, Ford? Everywhere you go, everything turns to hell.

Yeah, it's a talent I have.

Go powder your nose, China.