Sweet Johnson: I'm tired of you not listening to me, girl.
Kendl Johnson: And I'm tired of you acting like you own me. I can see who I want to see.
Sweet Johnson: It just ain't right you seeing some cholo motherfucker.
Kendl Johnson: Ohh, what - a no good narrow minded hypocrite gangbanger telling me what is right and what is wrong. Let me guess, Sweet - senseless killing right, but a boyfriend from the Southside, wrong?
Sweet Johnson: Some things ain't just meant to happen. I mean what if y'all have kids. Leroy Hernandez? That don't sound good, girl.
Kendl Johnson: His name ain't Hernandez.
Sweet Johnson: Well, Leroy Lopez then.
Kendl Johnson: Or Lopez either, you racist fuck! That ain't how Moms raised us.
Sweet Johnson: I ain't racist. I just know how they feel about you. And look at you, you're dressed like a hooker!
Kendl Johnson: Oh and I guess you two would know what a hooker look like, huh.
Carl Johnson: You say it like it's a bad thing!
Kendl and Sweet: Shut up, Carl.
Sweet Johnson: I'm just trying to protect you.
Kendl Johnson: For what, so I can date one of your mindless friends? I don't think so.
Sweet Johnson: Don't say a word, Carl. Just follow your sister, before you see another dead sibling. Then you'll know exactly what my problem is. She's meeting him at some cholo car club.
(Carl arrives at the mod garage)
Worker: So, you must be Sweet's bro' huh? He phoned ahead, said you might be looking for a car that bounces. Well I owe him big from way back, so here, this should do the trick.
(Carl hops in the lowrider)
Worker: Custom springs should see you hopping all the way home! Try her out. Very popular with the eses - they compete in these things. You can usually find them over by Unity Station. If you ever want to mod your ride, come back any time, man.
(Once Carl arrives at the meet)
Varrios Los Aztecas gangster: So you think you can lowride? Well let's see what you can do.
(Carl wins over his opponent)
Varrios Los Aztecas gangster: You're pretty good for a beginner, eh!
(Kendl and Cesar arrive)
Kendl Johnson: That shit was alright! Eeee! So since when has my brother been a lowrider?
Carl Johnson: Since Sweet told me to keep an eye on you, make sure that whatever you're dating don't get you in no trouble.
Cesar Vialpando: Que honda? Nice hopping, holmes.
(Carl shakes Cesar's hand)
Kendl Johnson: Well you just shook that whatever's hand.
Cesar Vialpando: Come here, baby girl.
Carl Johnson: Hey, get your dirty hands off my sister.
Kendl Johnson: Carl! What is wrong with you?
Cesar Vialpando: Holmes, you're acting like she's your woman, eh. She's with me, cabron. So chill the fuck out. I treat her good.
Kendl Johnson: Look, baby, don't start no shit. Don't make it worse, OK?
Jose: Horale vato. Who's this pendejo?
Kendl Johnson: What? Dickhead? That dickhead is my brother!
Cesar Vialpando: Easy, holmes. He ain't from nowhere. He's cool.
Jose: Well I say he ain't cool, holmes. I say he thinks he's gangster, man, and I don't like it. So you know what you can do for me, man? You can fuck off, pendejo, and maybe we cool.
Carl Johnson: No, you fuck off, I'm talking to my sister.
Kendl Johnson: Carl!
Cesar Vialpando: Jose, c'mon, holmes, I can handle this. This is important to me.
Jose: Horale pendejo you lucky. That's right, you lucky Cesar's spoken for you. Vamanos muchachos. Let's get some fucking beer, huh. I'm thirsty.
Kendl Johnson: Carl! What the hell were you thinking?
Cesar Vialpando: Look, baby, go get in the car, OK, I'm gonna speak to Carl.
Cesar Vialpando: Look, holmes, I love your sister. I honor her, she's my girl for life. This is why I stop you from being skinned just then. You got a problem with me, fine, we don't have to be friends. But Kendl, she's happy with me, carnal.
Carl Johnson: Yeah, OK, I guess we're cool. For now.
Cesar Vialpando: Cesar Vialpando.
Carl Johnson: Carl Johnson - CJ.
Cesar Vialpando: Cabron! You got a nice ride there, holmes. Maybe we'll get to kick it again soon, eh?
Carl Johnson: Yeah, maybe.