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| ==Script==
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': Hey, boo, I knew you couldn't stay away.
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| (''Franklin approaches Tonya'')
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': Tonya, do you ever clean you raggedy bitch-ass up?
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': Fuck you, Lamar. I mean, Franklin, or whatever. Everybody on the block knows you've gone all Vinewood and shit.
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': Well shit, if going Vinewood means I ain't hittin' the pipe like 1992, then shit, I'm guilty as charged.
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': Punk-ass...
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': What?
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': Bitch-ass...
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': Excuse me?
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': Look, I'm sorry. But where's your love for the hood? JB ain't doin' good, he needs help. We need your help, nigga. We gonna lose everything.
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': Alright!
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': Shit!
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': What do I gotta do?
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': Same as before, boo, a little help with the tow truck. Nothin' for a real man like you.
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': Alright. You just get yourself together, your ass done went crazy.
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| (''Franklin and Tonya begin heading to the LSPD Auto Impound'')
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': You never could say no to me, Franklin Clinton. I ain't so cracked out I don't remember that night behind the Burger Shot.
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': Not this again. What? We was like thirteen.
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': But you was a man after that night.
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': Damn, every time with this shit. And nothing even happened.
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': It's all good, baby. I know that wound ain't healed.
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| (''Franklin and Tonya arrive at the LSPD Auto Impound'')
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': That's our truck. You know the drill.
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| (''Franklin and Tonya enter the truck, and begin to drive off'')
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': Dispatch, what you got?
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| '''Dispatch''': 10-4. We got an SUV in a handicapped spot without a sticker at the Lucky Plucker in Little Seoul. Do you copy?
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': You know I don't copy, I'm an original. Yeah, we got you. JB still sick.
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': Man you sure you need me? 'Cause you look like you know what you doin'.
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': One, I can't drive. And two, this ain't no work for a lady.
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': Oh, you really fightin' the feminist cause there, ain't you Tonya?
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': Like your aunt, you mean? I saw her fake-jogging the other day, chanting some whacked-out nonsense. That bitch is crazy.
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': Yeah. That we can agree on.
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': And I got qualifications, honey.
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': Like hell you do.
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': I got a certificate in cosmology. You never seen my nails?
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': What, you going into space now?
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': You always did think you was so clever. Remember [[Davis High School|Davis High]]? You didn't learn shit at that school.
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': You got your math on the corner in Davis.
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| (''Franklin and Tonya drive to the Lucky Plucker and hook up the illegally parked SUV'')
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': We're on, boo. Let's move it out.
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| (''Franklin and Tonya begin driving back to the LSPD Auto Impound'')
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': This ain't a job for makin' new friends is it?
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': I thought you been into some repo work?
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': Yeah, that's true. Same shit but nicer cars.
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': It's an honest dollar, and there ain't many of those around.
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': An honest dollar that I ain't seein' yet. Man, JB needs to get his head straight.
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': JB's goin' through a hard time.
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': A hard time sitting on his ass smoking crack.
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': I gotta keep his hours up. Word is they gonna sell the business. A new owner ain't good news for the drivers with no papers. JB sold his social for a piece two years back.
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': I see the problem, but I just don't see that it's mine.
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': You too good to cover a brother now?
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| '''Franklin Clinton''': I'm here, ain't I? I been covering that brother for twenty years.
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| (''Franklin and Tonya drive back to the LSPD Auto Impound'')
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': Drop it in the marked area. Same as before, honey.
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| (''Franklin unhooks the car in the marked area'')
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| '''Tonya Wiggins''': I'll make it up to you, Franklin, you know I will. See you round.
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