Rain: I don't think I'm ready to have a baby.
Dealer: They bagged old boy out in Vegas. It's on the B-logs.
KJ: I mean, you try and get ten crack-heads out of an after-hours club at 7am, trying to coordinate where you're trying to go and get everybody on the same page when you've been doing drugs all night... It's like pulling teeth man.
KJ: That guy was an asshole. That's the last time I listen to you when you say you've got it covered. This whole night's startin' out to be a shit sandwich and I end up havin' to eat it.