Original subtitles

(reggae music)

♪

♪ I'm addicted to the na-na ♪

♪ Of a certain little momma ♪

Honey?

Hon?

Oh yeah, puppy.

Come on, yeah!

There ya go!

♪

Mother...

fucker!

Fuckin' get out!

♪

Mother fucker, after I fuckin' pay

all the fuckin' bills here,

you've got the fucking nerve to do this shit to me?

Damn, who the fuck is that?

Oh shit!

You fucking mother fucker!

Oh baby, please!

Let me out!

Baby please!

No baby! No baby!

(screaming)

You fucking bitch!

I'm gonna cut you when I fuckin' see you!

Fuck you!

I'll get you!

I'ma get my peoples on you, bitch!

And you, mother fucker...

♪

♪ Angels ♪

♪ Yes ♪

♪

♪ Angels ♪

♪ Yes ♪

♪ Over and out ♪

♪ Do you copy ♪

♪ Don't let 'em get one over poppy ♪

♪ And I promise if you ride ♪

♪ Your wrist ain't rocky ♪

♪ Angels ♪

♪ Yes ♪

♪ They can't stop me ♪

♪ I yo need hoe ♪

♪ When you see pop, oh ♪

♪ Say love is calling, you know ♪

♪ Here we go ♪

♪ Ya wanna ride, no prob ♪

♪ I got the whole ghetto on my side ♪

♪ Angels ride with me ♪

♪ Angel life for me ♪

♪ Angel ♪

♪

♪ Take that, bitten on ♪

♪ Slap that big time ♪

♪ Freedom hoes frontin' ♪

♪ And I great you like is this mine ♪

♪ Came from the ghettos, keep thug baby ♪

♪ Created at the top of the parks ♪

♪ Stiletto boots ♪

♪ We on some kick shit ♪

♪ We rob for our niggas ♪

♪ Who bought it and the angels on some out of state shit ♪

♪ We rigged the blocks with ♪

♪ Fed the whole strip ♪

♪ Carlito showed this bitch how to break shit ♪

♪ However, whenever Stella shines ♪

♪ How many holes went through her bid ♪

♪ In cell block 9 ♪

♪ This little sugar shit is petty to these pretty chicks ♪

♪ Don't let her spread your meatballs ♪

♪ In some spaghetti shit ♪

♪ Angels ride with me ♪

♪ Angel life for me ♪

♪ Angels fly with me ♪

♪ Angels ride with me ♪

♪ See this is why you can't see this guy ♪

♪ From Earth to Venus ♪

♪ Can't see through this fly ♪

♪ It's true, I'm you're papi ♪

♪ I ride with you if your hair ♪

♪ Fly pinned up or in a sloppy do ♪

♪ Face like who stoppin' you ♪

♪ Think proper, keep a 25 ♪

♪ And Prada shoes ♪

♪ They know how to hold a .45 too ♪

♪ Know where to get the dro ♪

♪ And how to roll it up too ♪

♪ I tell ya, I'm an average dude ♪

♪ But I roll with three angels ♪

♪ With three bad attitudes ♪

♪ One is obnoxious, the other's real rude ♪

♪ One got issues, always in a bad mood ♪

♪ But when I call they always on time ♪

♪ They like ♪

♪ You know we love you long time ♪

♪ I can't believe how they could be so faithful ♪

♪ Those ain't my chicks ♪

♪ Them Carlito's angels ♪

♪ Angels ride with me ♪

♪ Angel life for me ♪

♪ Angels fly with me ♪

♪ Angels ride with me ♪

♪ You wanna ride ♪

♪ You wanna ride ♪

♪ You wanna ride ♪

♪ Ride with me ♪

♪ You wanna die ♪

♪ You wanna die ♪

♪ You wanna die ♪

♪ Die for me ♪

♪ You wanna fly ♪

♪ You wanna fly ♪

♪ You wanna fly ♪

♪ Fly with me ♪

♪ You wanna ride ♪

♪ You wanna ride ♪

♪ You wanna ride ♪

♪ Carlito till I die ♪

Let's go.

♪

♪ Let's do it ♪

Once upon a time,

there were three little mommies

that lived up in the hood.

These girls; they were stressin', dog.

They had no car, they had no phone,

shit was just rough all over.

For example: Tina.

She got a mouth on her like a truck driver.

Nice girl, don't get me wrong.

But she just can not hold down a job.

Always gotta talk back to everybody.

No, no, no!

♪

See what I mean?

Girl is always fighting.

♪

Then there was Marisol.

Girl just can't keep her hands off the weed, man.

Everything with her is pot, pot, pot.

Just can not stop smoking.

Total chronic head.

She got that love affair with Mary Jane.

Pot head, man.

She's a pot head!

Then there's Roxy.

Poor girl just can't keep her legs together.

I mean I understand, I'd like to give her

one myself, but damn, girl,

enough with the kids already.

♪

Baby, I got one word for you;

Condoms!

But you know what?

I took 'em away from all that.

Gave 'em a little cheddar.

They can go get their nails done.

Their hair done.

Fix their toes up properly.

You know what I'm sayin'?

Hang out with no stress.

Smoke a little weed if they want to once in a while.

Just don't take to extremes.

You know what I'm sayin'?

So, they take care of business for me.

You know what I'm sayin'?

They hold it down.

Gotta do a little run, they do a little run.

Somebody acts up in the neighborhood,

they take care of it, you know what I'm sayin'?

Keep it chill.

Now these girls work for me.

My name is Carlitos,

and these are my angels.

(car beep)

(Caribbean music)

♪

(screaming)

(hip-hop music)

♪

(speaking Spanish)

♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yo, aight ♪

♪ Shut up, time to listen to this ♪

♪ I'm 'bout to hide y'all kids in a bit ♪

♪ I'm hot like a tic in a blick ♪

♪ Change gears like a stick and a whip ♪

♪ My boys whine like a baby pitchin' a fit ♪

♪ Time flies ♪

♪ Guess the clock is tickin' a bit ♪

♪ When I'm bored I walk down the street ♪

♪ Kickin' a stick ♪

♪ Get with it chick ♪

♪ Fittin' to hit ♪

♪ Who the greatest female... ♪

Stop that música!

♪ ...but I've been waitin' my turn ♪

♪ I'm the next chick designated ♪

♪ It took a sec to make it ♪

♪ But I'm here now, and I don't ♪

♪ Pop bottles, and guzzle beer down ♪

♪ Sing it clear now ♪

♪ Got my loose-leaf and a pen ♪

♪ To write bomb tracks ♪

♪ Verbal combat ♪

♪ Time to focus on the target ♪

♪ It's 'bout to be a riot ♪

♪ Everybody be quiet ♪

♪ Quiet ♪

♪ I am getting quiet ♪

Marisol!

Yo, Marisol!

Marisol! Yo, Marisol!

Coño!

Yo, Marisol!

Coño, Marisol!

Hey, what?

Got a phone call from Carlito!

Oh, aight!

Hey you guys, we got a call from Carlito!

Carlitos?

-Come on, let's go! -Let's go, ma!

Hold on a second, I know we ain't going nowheres

lookin' all busted like dis!

Oh my God, what was I thinking?

My hair!

Oh yeah, my bad.

(clown music)

♪

I got you!

Damn Lou, what's wrong with you?

Look, Lou, I already told you

my mother's sick this week.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

You owe a ton, don't look like your mother's sick.

She's fuckin' sick for three months.

Hey, don't be an asshole, man.

You shut up, little slut!

Hey, hey, hey hey, hey, hey...

I know what you do today...

I'm gonna call the police.

Uh-huh, yeah, look,

I already told you I'm gonna pay the rent, okay?

When, when you gonna pay?

When I get a job.

You never gonna get a job.

You have to pay me this week!

If you don't pay me, I'm gonna fuck you

like that, huh?

Bitch!

Fuck you, fat bastard!

Shut up, pendeja!

What you look at me, mother fucker?

Shit.

You guys gotta get your own phone.

Using my phone like it's your house.

Come on.

Make it quick, all right?

Come on.

Sup, baby?

Yo, what's up girls?

How y'all doin'?

We're doin' fine!

Hey, yo Roxy, what's up with them kids, girl?

Don't even ask me, they're driving me nuts.

No shit, kids is crazy.

Yo Tina, whatever happened with Tata?

Man, she's still flippin' about me fuckin' her man.

I don't know.

Yo, I'm tellin' you, you need to be careful

with that bitch, that bitch is crazy.

She's a big bitch too, behemoth!

[unintelligible]

Yo girls, yo girls, come on!

Keep it together.

Girls, yo.

You know Triple Gauge?

Yeah?

That drug dealer from 165th street?

Yo, he just shot Tito!

Oh man, that shit will get you...

Shit, that's the third time this week.

Right?

You called us all the way downstairs

for that shit?

No, no, I mean you know...

I wanted to tell you it was like...

good gossip, you know what I'm sayin',

but no, I'm callin' on a mission tip.

I got a real mission, hold up, hold up, hold up.

Last night; Mrs. Jones.

She walks upstairs, and when she opens her door,

you know what she found?

No.

She found her husband

fuckin' another girl, yo!

So what?

What you mean, "So what?"

No, you don't understand!

It was with a white girl!

What?

Girls!

Girls!

Hey, girls!

What?

This nigga's calling collect, all right?

You guys wanna hurry it up?

Whatever.

Anyway.

Carlos.

Where do we find this bitch?

That's what I wanna know.

Yo, I'm about to tell you.

I found out that this white bitch,

she works at El Bacalaíto Frito.

The strip joint?

Yeah that strip joint.

So I need y'all to get down there.

Yeah, we in there.

Now you need to find out which girl

is fuckin' Mr. Jones.

And you also need to see what other mans

is up in there cheatin'.

We wanna blow up their spot, you know?

You know there gonna be a lot

of angry ladies in the neighborhood.

-Don't worry, pop. -Yo, yo, but hold up.

Hold up, girls. I gotta tell you one thing.

Y'all need to know this:

that place is owned by the mob.

You know them guinea mother fuckers is crazy.

So you gotta be careful, all right?

Oh man, baby, it's all right.

We got this.

We got that, you know!

Angels!

Carlos, baby.

Yo, what's up, momma?

Listen, when are we gonna see you?

Cut that shit, you know I'm in jail.

Why don't y'all come visit

a mother fucker or somethin'?

Um, you know I got the kids and stuff.

Well get a babysitter!

Ah, come on, you girls don't even work.

Jump your ass on a bus!

Carlos, I can't hear you!

Girls, girls, don't hang up!

Girls, don't hang up!

Yo, pick up the phone!

Yo, hey!

Girls!

Girls!

Girls, pick up this fuckin' phone!

Girls, can you at least hit me up

with like a little money?

Girls?

Aight, check it out, could you put some

in my commissary?

Give me the weed, 'cause I need a smoke,

'cause I need to get the fuck high

in this mother fucker.

Yo, look at them girls!

Sup mommy!

Can I give you a ride?

Oh please, we don't want no scrubs.

Get lost.

Why you acting like a bitch?

What, no he didn't!

Bitch, who you callin' a bitch?

Look at you, you little gremlin on the passenger side.

Who you tryin' to pick up?

Don't nobody want to ride with you.

What?

Fuck you!

Go ahead with your hoopsy.

Don't make me come over there, 'cause I will.

I don't be playin'.

Nuh-huh, you believe that?

I know, Ma, but maybe we should have taken the ride.

Oh hell no.

Come on, Ma, she might be right.

How the hell we gonna get there?

I know!

We could steal a car!

Great idea, great idea!

Gimme that, man, how many times

I gotta tell y'all we don't do that shit no more.

We're angels now!

But it's for a good cause.

Yeah, it's a good cause, Ma.

You know what, let's just hop a cab, all right?

Let's go, come on.

Yo, Roxy!

Yo, where you goin'?

We're on a case!

A case?

You better come and get these damn kids!

Chino, come on!

No, come on nothing.

I'm not playing babysitter all day while you running around

with them chickens.

Come here, mommy.

Why you always gotta do this to me?

Nah, nah, yo, I am not trying to hear that.

I am tired.

Listen, every time I wanna do something,

you're trying to hold me back.

Shit, I'm not going for it, Rox.

Come on, Chino, please?

Damn, girl, half these kids ain't even mines.

Baby, how can you say that?

Can't you see how much they love you?

Come on, Bobby.

You do this for me, and I will work you so good

when I get home.

Nah, I don't know, I don't know.

I'm telling you, I am gonna rock your world.

Oh, that's what you said the last time.

Then we got home, and you were tired.

No, baby, this time I mean it.

Yeah?

Yeah, baby.

You gonna work it, baby?

You know how I do you.

You gonna do that thing with the tongue?

Everything, papi.

Oh, you gonna do the thing with the tongue?

Here, take baby.

Here.

Yo?

I'll be right back.

Yo, don't take too long.

I won't, papi!

Welcome to my love shack.

Shama-lama ding-dong.

Yo, you gonna work me, right?

Yo, won't you just shut up!

Run, angels, run!

You bitches!

You owe me $29.50!

God damn it, I want my money!

Oh, my $29.50!

All my life's savings!

Oh my goodness!

I want my $29.50!

You sons of bitches!

Oh, you take my taxi!

Police!

Here's the place.

Now all we gotta do is find the girl

and tell her to back off, aight?

Right!

How we gonna know who she is?

Come on, Ma, you know.

We're gonna sneak around and ask questions.

Yeah, we could go undercovers.

Yeah, Ma, like stalking what's his face?

That's a great plan and all,

but in case you haven't noticed

it costs 20 dollars to get in that place.

Twenty dollars?

That's two dime bags right there.

You know, If I had 20 dollars, I would not be out here

playin' miss angel with you two, aight?

That's what I'm sayin'.

Come on, girls, we're angels now,

remember?

Yeah, we're angels now.

How we gonna get in?

I got a plan.

Excuse me, miss.

Yeah?

You workin' here?

Yes, I'm the featured dancer.

The featured dancer?

That's right, I'm Sasha Lynn.

Sasha Lynn, wow, ma, I heard of you!

You did?

Yeah!

What you got in that bag?

My dance outfits.

Excuse me, do I know you?

Oh, ma, my bad, I'm sorry, ma.

I'm just a fan, I'm so excited

to see you.

I'm just a really big fan of yours,

and I just always wanted to meet you.

I just really wanted to talk to you real quick.

All right, look, I'm not into girls, okay.

But if you want, we can pose together

for an autographed picture.

It's gonna cost you 20 dollars.

Exactly what I want, ma.

Autographed picture.

I got the perfect spot and everything.

Come over here, girl, oh my God...

Ow, what are you doing, stop!

Get off me!

Beat your ass now!

...I could use these sunglasses, girl!

(dance music)

♪

Good plan, Tina, we can't steal a car,

but we can mug some chick in the back of a parking lot?

-Great! -Yeah, Ma, real angelic.

I got half my ass sticking out.

I don't remember no damn starky wearing a thong.

♪

Ain't nobody up in here, yo!

She's probably out on the dance floor.

Let's split up and look for clues, okay?

Good idea.

It is stank up in here, yo!

Oh my God, I found something!

What?

Look at all this makeup!

It's Vane makeup!

You know how expensive Vane is.

I want the lip gloss.

What the fuck are you doin' in here?

Oh hell fuckin' no!

That's my Vane...

Oh no they didn't take our fuckin' shit!

You better stand back...

Whoa, whoa!

What the hell is going on here?

She burned me with a curling iron!

Shut up!

Shut up!

Shut up!

No!

Now who the hell are you guys?

Who the hell are you?

Who the hell am I?

How's this: I'm the fuckin' boss!

This is my place!

Now if you don't tell me what's going on in two minutes,

You're out on the street!

Capisce?

Um, mister Tony?

Right, mister Tony?

Um, we're the featured dancers.

There's no way in fuckin' hell!

Shut up!

Shut up!

I'll handle this!

All right, thank you very much for your help.

All right, now keep your mouth shut.

Now I didn't book you guys.

Well, somebody booked us,

'cause we're not standing here

half naked for our health.

You know?

Um, mister Tony, right?

You see, um, the other girl,

the blonde one, the cute one.

Sasha?

Sasha, yeah, yeah.

Um, she had a little accident.

So, she can't come, she couldn't come.

An accident?

Why didn't anybody call me?

Well, it just happened not long ago.

Yeah, and they wanted you to get three girls

for the price of one.

Yeah, I mean, if you want we could leave,

but, I mean, she's not gonna come.

Three girls for the price of one.

I like the way that sounds.

So, I get all of youse for one.

Yup.

Very, very good.

Now you, and you,

get your little asses on the stage, all right.

But they stole our makeup.

Shut up, shut up, shut up.

This is still my club, I'm still the boss.

She's fine.

And you, shut up, shut up!

You're scaring the shit out of the customers.

You're acting like a bunch of animals.

Now that's it.

Keep it down.

Remember who owns this joint.

Driving me crazy!

Anybody got any rolling paper?

Check this out, right about now

we have the featured dancer for this evening.

Miss Sasha Lynn.

(dance music)

♪

What the hell are you doing?

This is your fault, you dance!

Come on girl, I can't dance alone!

All right, I got your back.

Like on the videos, you see?

Come on, this ain't working, girl.

-You gotta dance too, like me. -Why?

Because you're gonna blow our cover.

I can't dance to this shit.

You suck!

Get off the stage!

Boo!

Aight, y'all wanna shut up?

Ain't nobody talking to you.

I'm gonna kick your fuckin' ass!

Loser!

The fuck you doin' in here?

You want some of this?

Guys, guys, we got this, we got this.

Aight?

Yo, DJ, do your job.

Play something I can grind to.

You know, somethin' hot.

Damn.

Aight, remember pappa's house party?

Pappa's house party?

Yeah, yeah, pappa's house party.

That dance?

Yeah, Ma, come on.

That was hot!

Ready, ready, follow me.

Ready, ready, one, two, three.

♪ You're my angel ♪

♪

♪ You're my angel ♪

♪

♪ I got a chick that's worth it ♪

♪ She cleans up my mess when shit get done ♪

♪ And I ain't talkin' 'bout washing dishes ♪

♪ I'm talkin' 'bout settin' up niggas ♪

♪ And smackin' chickens ♪

♪

♪ Calm and cool one in control ♪

♪ Hardly sweatin' ♪

♪ That's my soldier ♪

♪ My brother, best friend ♪

♪ My brethren from here to the end ♪

♪ That's why I don't hesitate ♪

♪ To give her keys to the Benz ♪

♪ She'd rather stick with me ♪

♪ Than trickle her friends ♪

♪ Yes ♪

♪ Holdin' her tight ♪

♪ Look in her eyes ♪

♪ Tellin' Ma that's what I like ♪

♪ Not like them other broads ♪

♪ Use it, get money, girl ♪

♪ Ain't afraid to break the law ♪

♪

♪ My angel ♪

♪ This is love for me ♪

♪ You're my angel ♪

♪ Got what an angel needs ♪

♪

♪ Heads up before five, be home between two ♪

♪ Any beef, anytime ♪

♪ She step into any dudes ♪

♪ Dress right, she been in the right places ♪

♪ Nigga, go broke, she stick in the right places ♪

♪

♪ You got a fade away shot ♪

♪ Hit it like Mike J. ♪

♪ I know I got needs and she can handle that ♪

♪ Plus shorty got skin smooth as candle wax ♪

♪ Get down, walk away, it still scrambles back ♪

♪ Braggin' about holdin' it down ♪

♪ When I ramble at ♪

♪

♪ You're my angel ♪

♪

♪ You're my angel ♪

Learn you some.

I'm about to learn you some.

-Hurry up, girl. -Watch this.

Damn, I wanna win some money here.

Bam, I told you not to mess with me!

I think you cheating.

You hold that.

You count my money.

My name is Marisol, girl.

You can't mess with me.

Look at all this money!

We're rich, oh my God!

Look at all this money!

Hello!

What?

Damn, girl!

Let's get into our regular clothes,

and get out of here before they make us

give this money back.

I'm not giving this money back.

Uh-uh.

Bye, girl.

Help.

What happened, you okay?

My arm.

Don't move it, don't move it.

(dance music)

♪

Holy shit!

What?

He followed me here.

Who?

My super.

♪

What's he doin' with that thug?

I knew he was a criminal.

That fat fuck.

Yeah, you fat fuck.

♪

Hey, what's going on man, how you doin'?

All right, all right.

-How you doin', Lou? -All right.

Yeah, the boss wants you upstairs.

♪

Yo, Marisol, did you see that?

Not really.

Let's just get out of here, man.

Nuh-uh.

Come on, ma.

We're on a case, remember?

There's gotta be some serious crime

going down right now.

So what?

Yo, my super is up there now.

I wanna see what's going on.

Aight, come on, let's go check it out.

I'll kill him on high, you know that, right?

♪

Why should I lend you the money?

'Cause I been pitchin' crack for you for over a year now.

Hey, that is a separate thing.

That is business, man.

This is a personal loan.

Now how can I be sure I'm gonna get

my money back?

You're gonna get your money, man.

I'm a rig the bolita.

I fixed the zen.

I fixed it.

The bolita?

Yeah, the bolita.

What the fuck is the bolita?

The numbers.

We're gonna rig the numbers.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm Lou.

Lou, Lou who?

Lou the super.

Mr. Viscoti, it's all right, it's the new super,

he's a well-respected man in the community.

I'm gonna use him to place the bet

for me as a fix.

I got it, it's a wrap.

Hey, I'm the landlord.

Listen, listen to me.

-The both of yas. -I'm the landlord.

Listen to me!

I don't give a shit about your plan.

I'm gonna give you the money.

It's a personal loan.

Now I want it back in a week,

plus 20 percent.

You got it, Mr. Viscoti.

You're money's good with me, you got it.

Everything's good, don't worry about a thing.

Your money's good, Mr. Viscoti.

Do I look worried?

You should be fuckin' worried.

It's your ass on the line.

Capisce?

Yeah.

Yeah, I capisce.

♪

Count it.

Super.

Now how can you be sure the spics are gonna

come up with the money?

They're gonna pay, those are my people.

I deal with my people my way.

Don't worry, Mr. Viscoti.

You know I handle things.

(beeping)

What is that?

The fuck?

It's Chino!

Frankie boy, go find out what that is.

Why couldn't you turn that shit off?

I could get an important phone call, you know?

Oh come on.

(screaming)

(groaning)

Three girls beat me up, in the back.

Okay, we'll find them.

And they, all three, have dark hair.

Okay.

And, um, there they are!

Get 'em!

Oh shit, let's get the fuck outta here!

Damn!

What the fuck is going on?

(screaming)

Get 'em!

Get those bitches!

♪

(screaming)

Get 'em!

Get those bitches!

Stop!

Everybody stop!

This is bullshit!

This isn't real!

This isn't a real fuckin' movie!

This isn't a real gun!

This is a fuckin' lighter.

Hey, I'm a professional actor.

Cut, cut!

I'm a real fuckin' actor!

Cut!

Cut, cut, cut!

I'm a professional actor!

Put him down!

Can you turn that fuckin' thing off?

Turn it off!

Call my fuckin' agent.

I'm through with this shit.

I'm fuckin' through with it!

Listen to me, Dwayne.

What, listen to what?

Quiet, please.

Quiet, please!

Dwayne, it looks really good.

It better fuckin' look good.

It better fuckin' look good!

Dwayne, you look beautiful.

Hey, fuck you both, all right?

I'm in a fucking thong out here.

This is a low rent fucking movie.

Sasha, uh, uh, Susan, please.

No more fucking Sasha shit.

No.

It's gonna look...

Everybody loves you, it's funny.

You'll make a ton of money on the back end.

Yes, listen, please can you hold on for a minute?

Inna, please, the fucking camera!

Let's get back to work!

Come on, let's get to work!

Check it out, check it out!

I'll be back!

Very good, Tom, we're gonna get you.

Back to work.

Hey!

Back to work, please?

Hey!

Back to one, please.

Quiet!

Quiet, get out of my chair!

Come on, quiet!

Somebody's stealing all our stuff!

It's gonna match.

I'm not comfortable with the way

it's matching right now.

We're gonna CGI this, right?

Computers can solve everything, girl.

It's gonna be fine.

Ready, can we start it?

Quiet!

Quiet!

Take 96.

And action!

That was a close call, Ma!

Yo, I think somebody called the cops.

We better get outta here!

Yo, let's go, Ma!

Girl, I didn't even break a nail, man!

Wait up!

(Spanish guitar)

♪

Did you see me? Did you see me?

Did you see me?

No, when you kneed him, I was like...

...She went, pow!

He was like, "Oh, my balls!"

♪

I was like...

♪

You're lucky I was there!

♪

Roxy!

Yo, Roxy!

Oh man!

Fucking Chino!

Why the hell's he always buggin' out like that?

I don't know.

Yo, stop acting crazy, I know you can hear me!

What, Chino, what?

Yo, what are you doing in there?

We're just chillin', Chino, come on!

We're just talking, you know, girl talk.

Can I talk to you for a minute, please?

Damn!

Damn, Chino, you know I don't ever get to spend

no time with my girls!

What, what!

What do you want, Chino?

Yo, why do you gotta even talk to me like that?

Like what?

Like you always dissin' me all the time!

Please don't start with me today, okay?

I'm just chillin' with my girls in there.

Why you buggin'?

I'm not buggin'!

Yes you are.

No I'm not!

It's just we were supposed to go to Pappa's barbecue today.

Oh, baby, I'm sorry.

I forgot!

You always sorry.

You always forgot.

You know, and I can smell it

comin' from under the door.

Well, don't be knockin' on the door.

Yo, what are you kids doing over there?

Don't you start with me today!

Joelle, let go of your brother's neck

right now!

Joelle, don't make me come out there!

Now be quiet!

Now what were you saying, baby?

I was talking about the barbeque.

You and me, some pork chops.

I know, I know, but um...

You know, I can't go.

The girls are here.

I have another case, Chino.

Another case, Rox?

Yeah!

Yo, this is so bullshit, Rox!

So bullshit.

What's bullshit, Chino?

Which part is bullshit?

The part where you live here for free?

Or the part where you don't have a job?

Oh no you didn't!

That is so fucked up!

Yes it is fucked up!

Yo, if it wasn't for 9/11,

I'd be havin' mad jobs.

That ain't my fault.

You gotta get your jobs.

Yo, I've been at jobs.

Oh really?

You know what, whatever.

No, whatever, let me get back

to my shit, please.

Whatever.

Whatever.

Whatever.

No, whatever!

Whatever...

Whatever!

Whatever!

Whatever!

♪

Whatever!

♪

Why you let him stress you out like that?

Ah please, my life, yours is any better.

At least I don't support him.

That's 'cause you go a little too fast, no?

Oh really?

Look who's talking.

At least I don't be sleeping

with everybody's man in the neighborhood.

Oh what?

Exactly, that's why we always talking...

Don't you point your finger at me...

You are pointing your finger at me...

♪

...Because I feel like it!

See, look, I point.

♪

You touch me, you touch me!

Don't touch me, don't touch me!

Hey you guys, stop, stop!

We gotta stop fightin' within ourselves.

That's exactly what they want us to do.

Who?

The bad guys.

They want to break down our team

so they can take us out, you know.

Divide and conquer, damn.

What the fuck are you talking about?

I don't know, I just always wanted to say that shit.

♪

I was on some Mission: Impossible shit

there for a minute, I was like...

(sings Mission: Impossible theme song)

-You liked it. -I liked that shit.

Nah, for real though, we gotta do something

about those guys last night.

What the hell can we do, Triple Gauge ain't no joke,

that nigga's crazy, Ma.

For all we know, he got people

already lookin' for us right now.

Yo, and my fatass... yo, my fatass landlord knows exactly

where we live.

Hell yeah, I saw we lay low until all this shit blows over.

♪

Marisol, listen to yourself, man, we can't do that.

Are you crazy?

Listen... listen to me, this is serious.

Firstly, your landlord never got a good look at us, Ma.

He don't know we was there last night.

Secondly, it ain't gonna blow over, okay.

And thirdly, even if it did, okay,

we cannot let them get away with that.

The numbers is our game, belongs to the people.

Come on, it's the only dreams some people in the ghetto have.

Why are we gonna let some stupid,

thug niggas take that away from us?

'Cause they got guns, Tina, real ones.

That's a good enough reason for me.

You know, pass the blunt 'cause she's stressin' me out.

Come on, don't.

Marisol, listen to me, all right.

Remember when your aunt hit the numbers?

Yeah, that greedy bitch ain't gave nobody nothin'.

Come on, girl, that's not the point.

The point is she got that big ass screen TV

and we all used to come over and watch Saturday morning cartoons.

That was cool, back in the day, remember?

Well, keep that in mind.

And Roxy, we here, right, now listen to me.

You're really gonna watch Big Lou get rich

by cheatin' off of everybody?

Come on, girl, it's your time to shine, girl.

Yo, it's finally your big chance to stop him.

Don't you want to?

-I don't know, Ma. -Whatever.

All I know is, is that I remember that fucking knot.

-Money? -Yeah.

That was a lot of cash.

Yeah, it was a lot of money.

Yo, there had to be like ten hundred dollars

up in there, girl.

Yeah, and you know what,

if we find out what they're gonna do,

I bet you we can take all of that money and keep it.

And keep it?

Yeah, and you know what that means,

you know what that means, right?

-Shopping spree! -More weed!

Oh yeah, shopping spree is good, too, I'll shop.

Stop it.

All right, good, man, so we gotta go.

We got a lot of work to do.

Let's go get our money!

(snoring)

♪

Hey, what's up, ladies?

(shushing)

Who is that?

I don't know, he just showed up one day.

-Just like that? -Just like that.

He buys groceries and stuff, he's pretty cool.

Okay.

(kissing noise)

Come on, come on.

Yo, I don't care what you say, Ma.

I'm about to break a fuckin' nail goin' down

this damn fire escape, man.

Would you rather have my fatass super spot us and call us out?

Come on, girl, move.

Yeah, Tina, we gotta be incognito about this.

Yo, I'm about to kill one of you guys, man.

What the fuck, man, this is too high,

I'm tellin' you.

Hurry up, go, go.

♪

I'm gonna fuckin' kill you, bitch.

Come on now, we do this all the time.

All the time, when the fuck did we do this?

Listen, I got heels, too, so...

Yo, Marisol, wait up, all right, don't leave.

Hurry up.

Come on, Tina, I wanna get down, breathe.

I don't want my super catching me here.

Shut the fuck up, man, I'm scared of heights.

My heels, do you know how much these shoes cost?

Hurry up!

You know what I had to do to get these shoes?

Well, me too, I can't pay my super.

Come on, I'll help you, Tina.

You know what, I'm a kill you, you better run.

♪

Yo, girl, if you leave me, that's it.

No more "I'm on the case," yo.

I'm telling you, that's it, okay.

I've had it.

Hold up, girls, hold up, girls!

♪

♪ I'm an ass man, white girls don't like ♪

♪ But I fucks with them anyway, their breasts be so tight ♪

♪ Never caught a fat ass with a bald-headed dyke ♪

♪ But most lesbs, their sexy shit is all right ♪

♪ This shit that I'm stressin' with no second questionin' ♪

♪ While the fat-ass girls got their drawers depression ♪

♪ Told to hit them from the back ♪

On my count, ready, one, two, go.

♪ I don't need my boy lookin' like a Swiss roll Danish ♪

♪ You ain't heard, I got enough

to feel friendly for you and her ♪

♪ And I stretch both your backs right the hell up ♪

Tina!

There they are, get them!

(collective shouting)

Who the fuck are you callin' a fuckin' slut?

I'm fuckin' callin' you a slut.

You need to stay away from my man, bitch.

Stop playin' yourself, ain't nobody want

your raggedy-ass man!

I brought the whole army, what you got to say now, bitch?

Rough riders in the house like what!

You think you can come up to me in my block, in my hood?

- Bitch, you done fuck up now! - That's right.

- You done fuck up now. - That's fuckin' right.

(secret call)

(collective shouting)

Unbelievable, not again, man.

Yo, Paco man, the girls are fightin' again, dawg.

All right, I'll take care of it.

Un-fuckin'-believable, man.

(collective shouting)

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!

What you mean "your block?"

This is my block, this is where I get my grind on.

Feel me?

What's goin' on here?

This bitch dissin' me, yo.

Yo listen, time out, time out.

Y'all startin' some shit up in here right now.

Look at 5-0 right there, yo.

Don't get my block heat up, man, what's wrong with y'all.

She dissed me, yo, that's why!

You got played, yo, you got played, yo!

(collective shouting)

Listen, listen, listen, listen, listen, listen, listen.

Easy, easy, easy.

You comin' down... Tata, you comin'

all the way down here for this bullshit?

That's right, that's right, she did me dirty, that's why.

Bring it, come on.

Stop!

It's gonna happen tonight, at the barbecue, in the pit.

(chanting "mud fight")

Stop.

What, you scurred?

That's why? You scurred.

-Whatever. -Whatever.

So what you need to do is take

your little raggedy-ass crew back to Queens.

Let's see if this bitch got the guts to show up or not.

I'm gonna show up, I'm gonna show up, I'm gonna show up.

Go back to Queens, back to Queens.

(collective shouting)

Yo, hey, quiet!

I need you all to get off my block right now, go.

Now!

Yo, what's wrong with you girls, man?

Day in and day out, Paco says the same thing.

You're always gettin' yourselves into some shit, man.

Let's go, come on, he wants to speak to y'all

in the store right now.

What?

Now, let's go!

Move it!

What the heck is wrong with you guys?

You guys know better than that.

Listen, we was comin' to get you just now.

We need some advice on a case.

A case, girls, I'm trying to talk some sense into you.

You guys gotta stop playin' around.

No, Paco, this time it's serious.

Yeah, Paco, we undiscovered a real crime, I'm not playin'.

Aren't you guys listening to me?

No more of this angels bullshit, all right?

And do me a favor, tell that convict

not to call collect here anymore.

Ei, Paco, listen to us, okay.

Somebody's trying to rig the numbers.

What, hold on, hold up.

Somebody's trying to rig the bolita?

That's what we've been trying to tell you, man.

Who?

Triple Gauge.

And my fatass landlord.

Yeah, him too.

-Big Lou? -The fat one.

-Yeah. -The super?

Yes, yes.

We gotta do something about this.

I can't believe it.

Well, believe it, they got a loan from some mob guys

yesterday and they got a scheme goin' on

with the bolita.

We gotta stop this.

That's what we've been saying.

See, Paco, I told you it was for a good cause.

Damn right it's for a good cause,

'cause I got $20 in this week's game.

Twenty dollars, damn, Paco!

That's a whole two dime bags right there.

Never mind that, look, we gotta find out how they're doin' this.

Who's doin' it, how's this happenin'?

Well, we didn't really hear that part.

Chino beat me, it kind of gave us away.

Great.

Oh, but you know what we know, we do know that Big Lou

is the one that's gonna be placin' the bet.

There you go, that's where we start.

You girls gotta find Big Lou.

Now guys, the reading's this afternoon at the barbeque,

so we really don't have that much time, all right?

Hold up, hold up, I don't wanna see that nigga.

I owe him three months' rent, okay?

Hell no, I ain't doing it.

-Come on, Roxy. -No.

Do it for your peeps, Roxy.

Come on, Ma, do it for the angels.

All right, listen, I'll do it,

but just don't start with that angels shit.

Girls, this is what you gotta do.

You guys gotta find out where Big Lou is at, okay?

You guys go out there and make it happy.

I'm gonna stay here, I'm gonna make some calls.

As soon as I find out anything, I'm gonna let you guys know.

-All right? -All right.

Let's just do it!

Let me find out I spend three months sneaking

into my own apartment just not to see this man

and now I'm gonna walk right up to him like nothing?

Yo, that's just some crazy bullshit right there.

Shit, crazy bullshit.

♪

(knocking)

He's not here, it's too bad, let's go, man.

No, no, no, let's go outside and look through the windows.

Damn, good plan, Ma.

Damn.

Do you see anything yet?

Wait, I can't see anything.

Ooh, let me push you higher.

Oh well, we tried our best.

Girl, we can't solve every crime, I'm out of here.

Yo, girls, they spotted the super on 145th

in the fish and chip joint, go get his ass!

All right, Paco, thanks!

Yeah, good lookin' out, B!

Shit.

-Got ya! -Hey, Roxy.

I got you, I hope that you have my rent.

Yo, don't even try that shit, you ain't got nobody,

we got you.

I know what you did last summer!

Last night.

What are you talkin' about?

Don't try to play it off, fat boy.

We know you're gonna rig the bolita.

Yeah, we heard it all last night.

You was at the club?

Yeah we were at the club, now we're gonna kick your ass.

-No he didn't! -You okay, Ma?

Yeah, I'm all right, go get his fat ass, dammit!

Are you girls okay?

Don't worry, ladies, I'll get him for ya!

♪

I got you now!

♪

I'll take you out, mother fucker.

♪

Hey, we did it, Ma, we did it, we did it.

Take that, evildoer!

-Are you girls okay? -Yes, we're fine.

Where's the other girl, does she need saving?

She's cleaning herself up with the hot dogs.

- I'll save her. - That's okay, don't worry.

Why don't you just keep your crime fighting Downtown?

Yeah, yeah, and we'll take care of Uptown.

Okay.

My partner won't let me take the car.

Yeah, whatever.

♪

-Yo, that shit was weird. -Hell yeah.

-Come on. -Man, es gordo.

We're gonna need help from Marisol, man,

gettin' this fatass back to the apartment.

I know, let's get some ropes, that's a good idea,

let's go, come on.

(screaming)

Are you gonna tell us what we wanna know?

-No way! -Hit him again, Louie!

-You got it! -Stop it, wait, no!

-What? -Is your name Louie?

-Yeah. -I'm Lou, too.

Who gives a shit?

I'm the Big Lou, the super, and you're the mini-me.

Mini-me?

I'll "mini-me" you, you fat bastard.

(punching sound)

Little shorty's mean as hell.

Yeah, I knew he would come in handy.

Enough, enough, Louie, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Are you gonna talk now?

No way.

Yeah, you better tell us exactly what we wanna know

or I'm gonna let Louie loose again.

Tell us the plan, we know you know, fat boy.

Never, I'm not gonna talk.

Yo, I don't think this is working.

You're right, I think we have to try something new.

Well wait, we could try my famous ball squeeze.

You have a famous ball squeeze?

Hell yeah, and it's very painful.

Ew.

Louie, I think we're gonna try something different.

Are you sure, I can

grab them sons-a-bitches and tear them off?

Yeah, Louie, look, just go to the store and get Paco.

Ugh, fine!

Yeah, Paco'll know what to do.

You know, bro, I didn't wanna do this,

but you really left me no alternative.

Girls.

See that there, what's that, huh?

Pizza.

Pizza, the best pizza in New York.

-With pepperoni. -And extra cheese, Papa.

Extra cheese?

Extra cheese, and I'm gonna eat it all

'cause it's so good.

The whole thing, baby.

-Oh, no. -Yeah.

I'm gonna tell you everything, everything, yeah, everything.

And you're gonna help us with Triple Gauge?

Yes.

And you're gonna forget about our past due rent?

-What? -Take it or leave it.

Okay, okay, okay, I'm gonna tell you everything.

Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.

Fuck Triple Gauge, I'm gonna tell you everything!

Son of a bitch, that's gold.

(chewing)

What he wants, more soda?

Yeah.

Okay.

(burp)

(groaning)

Man, come on, just talk.

Yeah, stop wasting time.

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

We're gonna wait for the viejita

and we're gonna switch the numbers.

-What about the money? -What money?

All the money that mobster gave you.

Hey, that's just gone.

You mean to tell me that there's no money

in it for us?

You want money, sweep the bolita.

Hold up, so we gotta risk our asses for nothin'?

It's not for nothing, girls, it's the right thing to do.

Anyway, we can't have Triple Gauge coming

into the neighborhood fucking up the bolita game.

Paco's right, we gotta stop that creep.

We gotta stop him.

Yeah, I guess so, it is for a good cause.

-Yes it is. -Damn, but there's no money!

Fuckin' "no money, no money," coño.

I'm in, I'm in, I'm just saying, damn.

All right, good, now how do we know we can trust you?

You know me, I'm not gonna start trouble in my neighborhood.

Okay, but if you're lying, we're gonna come get you.

Yeah, and that thing about the past due rent

still stands, right?

I swear, I don't lie to you, Roxy, okay?

Can I have more soda, please?

No, not till you tell me where this switch is gonna happen.

Today, Papo's barbecue.

Papo's barbecue?

♪

♪ You keep it fun for me, you're my angel ♪

♪ And you've got the stuff for me, you're my angel ♪

♪ You got what I think I need to keep it gangster ♪

♪ If lovin's what you need ♪

♪ You're holdin' it for me, I'll hold it ♪

♪

♪ That's my soldier, my brother, best friend,

my brethren, here to the end ♪

♪ That's why I don't hesitate to give her keys to the Benz ♪

♪ But she got to stick with me and trickle her friends ♪

♪

♪ You keep it fun for me, you're my angel ♪

♪ And you've got the stuff for me, you're my angel ♪

♪ You got what I think I need to keep it gangster ♪

♪ If lovin's what you need ♪

♪

(phone ringing)

♪ My style like my lovin', you know I'm rough ♪

♪ Shorty, you feel when I'm broke or when my hoes is up ♪

♪

♪ Flippin, the white paper, trip this, you might scrape me ♪

♪ You got a fade away shot ♪

♪

♪ Plus shorty got skin smooth as candle wax ♪

♪ Get mad, walk away and still scrambles back ♪

♪ Braggin' about holdin' it down when I ramble that ♪

♪

♪ You're my angel ♪

♪ You got what I think I need to keep it gangster ♪

♪

There won't be anyone around to see anything

and the music will be so loud from the party

that even if she screams, nobody will hear her.

♪

♪ To keep it gangster ♪

♪ If lovin's what you need ♪

♪ If you're holdin' it for me, I'll hold it for you ♪

♪

♪ Girl, you knock me out ♪

♪ You're so exciting ♪

♪ You make me wanna say it ♪

♪

♪

♪ Never had a four-course meal in my life ♪

♪ Never had a chance to really spend on my wife ♪

♪ This day this life ♪

♪ It's gluttony, baby ♪

Watch where the fuck you're going, asshole.

♪ Your girl always calling me saying I miss you ♪

♪ For those diamonds and crystals

you lose blood tissue ♪

♪

♪

Come here!

♪

(scream)

Tina!

Marisol!

♪

(scream)

♪

Shorty, you think I'm crazy, I'm crazy.

(gunshot)

Let her go!

Let her go!

Fuck that, man.

Don't play with me, mother fucker, let her go.

Get out of here, man, your little stinkin' ass, man.

What, you ain't gonna shoot nobody

with that gun anyway, man.

Oh, I'm not, everybody's at the party,

all this music playin', I'll bust a cap

in your ass and nobody'll hear a thing.

All right, man, you're crazy, shorty.

All y'all little bitches is crazy, man.

Y'all gonna see me again, man, I'm out of here, man.

You got it, shorty.

Oh, damn, thank God.

You wasn't really gonna shoot him, were you?

No, I don't even know how to work this thing.

Yo, she was lookin' crazy like John Wayne there for a minute.

Yeah, but look, he got away.

Yo, Ma, it don't matter, the mob's gonna get his ass

and the important thing is we saved the bolita.

Yes we did, we did, Ma, we saved it.

Listen, what are we gonna do with this thing?

I know what we can do.

We can take it to the police

and they'll give us a hundred dollars.

A hundred dollars, that's like...

That's like five sacks right there.

Get a pair of shoes.

Why would we buy one pair of shoes, Tina?

-Why not? -Because there's three of us.

Hello, why does it always be about you, girl?

Whatever.

I know what we can do.

We can get three matching t-shirts.

Oh, that's a great idea, like Carlito's Angels t-shirts.

I got a better idea.

Go ahead, girl, I know what you're gonna say.

What's up with my 20-piece?

We can get that, too.

You see me, right?

Don't forget the 20-piece.

I know, Ma, we gotta get that shit.

Oh yeah, Paco, you should've seen her face, man.

-She was scared shitless. -No I wasn't.

Yo, stop lyin', man, you was holdin' that shit

like it had herpes or something.

Listen, guns look like toys, all right, but they're not.

Whether or not, you girls gotta stop gettin' in trouble.

I'm proud of you guys, you got it taken care of.

(celebrating)

It's funny how this whole thing started.

(speaking Spanish)

...in the neighborhood, solving that.

- I forgot all about that shit. - I know, girl, me too.

But the most important thing is we saved the bolita again.

Go angels, go angels.

Now the only thing I'm gonna say is,

y'all gotta stop hangin' out at strip joints.

I'll drink to that shit.

All this shit, I just wanna get my drink on, fill up at a bar...

Yo, Tina, you didn't think I had forgotten, did you?

(collective shouting)

Let's get it on!

(rap music)

♪

And marker.

And...

Action.

-Hit him again, Louie! -You got it!

-Hey, wait. -What?

-Is your name, Lou? -Yeah!

-I'm the big Lou. -I don't give a shit.

-You mini-me, man. -Mini-me?

"Mini-me" this, you fat bastard.

No, I nicked him, I didn't get him good.

-Action! -Oh shit, did you see that?

Yeah, I saw that, Marisol, did you see that?

Not really... I'm sorry.

All right, let's cut.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll do it now.

Bolita, what the fuck is the bolita?

Eat, Albert.

Keep going, guys.

The numbers, we're gonna rig the numbers.

-Who the fuck are you? -I'm Lou.

-Lou who? -Lou, the super.

-Oh, nice to meet you. -Eat some more.

It's all right, Mr. Viscoti,

Lou is a well-respected man in the community.

The fix is in.

I'm the landlord.

-Oh yeah, you look respected. -Eat again.

Look at you, the pudge from Ponds Heights.

You stop laughing, I'm gonna have to pull you out of it,

all right?

Ready, go, eat, eat!

Get on Albert, he's getting fatter than Albert, man.

-Go, pan in. -Who's Albert?

Zoom in, him.

Zoom in.

Stop eating.

Fire two.

Now he's getting too close.

Andrew, that beer just blew up on me, man.

Okay, let's do it again.

And action!

Come on, Papi, you do this for me and I will work you so good.

Man, no, I don't know, I don't know.

Come on, I'm...

Quiet, please, action!

Come on, Papi, you do this for me

and I will work you so good when I get home.

Nah, I don't know, I don't know.

I mean it.

Yeah, that's what you said the last time

and then you got home, you was tired.

Uh-uh...

(speaking Spanish)

Start again, start again, come on, let's go.

And action!

-All right, thanks, Paco! -Sorry.

Cut, do it again, go right away.

Still rolling.

Wait, wait, wait, I have to sneeze, I'm sorry.

Salut.

Bless you, there you are.

And action!

Fuck you, fat...

Cut, let's go again.

All right, let's lock it up, please.

Quiet on the set, please.

Hold for the traffic.

Sorry, guys, I feel heavier.

Come on, guys, ready?

Ooh, let me push you higher, girl.

Oh well, we tried... oh, fuck!

Ooh, let me push you higher, girl.

-Oh, shit. -Get me down.

I don't think he's in there.

Cut.

-All right, get me down. -Oh, man.

Well, I, you can't solve... oh, fuck.

Cut.

Eat the whole thing, man.

Look at him, shits on the street like a horse.

♪

Sound, bong.

(bubbling)

♪

Take a long one.

(bubbling)

(coughing)

Eat some of the crumbs.

♪

One more crumb.

Good.

Cut.

(laughing)

Damn girl, you need to do your hair.

♪

Carlito's Angels.

Yo, Larry.

With Rider.

Yo, forget that nigga, yo, turn that radio up.

Yo, what I got.

♪

-Angels? -Yes?

♪ It's me, the rasta, now y'all 'bout to witness me ♪

♪ Vida loca, we push the hoopie with the Gucci loafers ♪

♪ Doobie under the fruity cat and it's surely over ♪

-Angels? -Yes?

♪ Over and out, do you copy, don't let them get

one over Poppy and I promise if you ride, you'll stay rocky ♪

-Angels? -Yes?

♪ They can't stop me, dios mio ♪

♪ When you Poppo, get raw, save love as Carlito ♪

♪ Here we go, y'all wanna ride, no problem,

I got the whole ghetto on my side ♪

♪

♪ Take that big knock, clap that big tom ♪

♪ You see those hoes frontin' in that Gucci like a sizzler ♪

♪ Came from the ghetto, stupid pea thug ♪

♪ Baby, three-eighty at the top of the pops ♪

♪ We all so gangster, we rock with our niggas ♪

♪ We brought in the angels for some out of state shit ♪

♪ We read the block script ♪