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(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

JULIE: (ON MICROPHONE)
Peace between rival gangs.

(CROWD APPLAUDING
AND CHEERING)

It's been the impossible dream
since I grew up here

and it's crucial
to this neighborhood's
regaining its self-respect.

(APPLAUDING AND CHEERING)

Ms. Mendez, your concept for
self-respect in the barrio is
very nice, but will it work?

I've made it work
in other cities.

Thanks to Teresa
and her generous contribution

of office space
in her cantina,

NAPA, N-A-P-A,
Neighborhood Awareness
and Positive Action,

we now have a home.

(CROWD APPLAUDING
AND CHEERING)

And thanks to funding
from local merchants,

we'll be paying young
people for cleaning up
the neighborhood.

Giving them
a sense of achievement
as well as an honest dollar.

(APPLAUDING AND CHEERING
CONTINUES)

Was it the merchants
who brought you
back to our city?

No, it was a man
you haven't met,

police Sergeant
T.J. Hooker.

NAPA is Julie Mendez's
program.

I just let a few people
know about it.

Hooker established
Teresa's Cantina
as neutral ground

between the territories
of the two strongest gangs
in the barrio,

the Ochos and the Primos.

Come on, Julie, let's get
this show on the road.

Sergeant Hooker's right.
It's time to get to work.

Thank you all.

Look at the faces
of those kids.

Still innocent and vulnerable.

They come from good homes
with proud parents.

Then some of them hit
the streets and it's
all downhill from there.

That's why Julie's here,

to give them
the chance they need.

See, Julie? I told you
it wasn't going to work.

Getting the prez of
the Ochos and the prez
of the Primos together.

Me and my Ochos, we're here.
Where's Chuy?

Patience, Luis, he'll be here.
He promised.

Patience?

If Chuy gave his word,
he'll be here.

I've worked with him before.

And under his macho facade
he's not a bad guy,

and smarter
than most gang members.

How about showing us
what Teresa has set up
for you, Julie?

Luis said his Ochos are
willing to talk about a truce
with your Primos.

Maria, you know I don't like
you talking to Luis
or any of the Ochos.

The line that separates
the Ochos from the Primos is
invisible to my mother and me.

We don't choose sides
against our own people

because they live
on the wrong block.

They are still our people.

And they're yours, Chuy.

When'd you get
so serous, girl?

I'm on my way to your mother's
cantina anyway.

Remember, it has to look
like the Ochos did it.

Come on. Now, hand it over.

Hey, babe, you know
you ain't a hot shot.

(LAUGHING)

(CHUCKLING) No!

Chuy, what's wrong?

Come on, baby.

(GUN FIRING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(CRYING) Oh, Chuy!

HOOKER: These gangs need
more help more than ever.

They've lived under
their territorial rights
system for a long time.

Thanks for the advice, Hooker,

but I've been through it
with every kind
of street gang there is.

Not as bad as this.

You know how deep
the rivalries run here?

And they've been
festering for a long time.

There have been a lot
of minor flare-ups lately.

Right now, I feel
the pressure building
for an explosion.

(RADIO BEEPING)

WOMAN: (ON RADIO)
Four-Adam-Thirty
and all units in the vicinity

of Eighth and Lincoln.
Shots fired, man down.

Suspects driving
a faded-yellow Chevrolet,
lowrider type.

That kind of call is what
you're up against down here.

That's gotta to be him.

(SIRENS BLARING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Four-Adam-Thirty
in pursuit of '69 yellow
Chevrolet Caprice,

license 2-6-2,
Charles, Adam, Mary.

Northbound Eighth
passing Penn.

Coming our way.
Let's give Hooker
and Romano a hand.

Four-Adam-Sixteen,
we're northbound Seventh.

Show us backing up
Four-Adam-Thirty.

(SIRENS BLARING)

(HONKING)

(HONKING)

(EXPLODING)

All right, punk, out of there.
Out of there!

Hands behind your neck.

A through-and-through.
Stomach wound.

Maria.

You see who did it?

Was it them?

Hey, Maria, what are
you talking about?
We didn't do nothing.

You shot Chuy.

Maria, tell him, we're Primos.
We don't shoot our own.

I don't know.

(SOBBING) The ones in the car
were wearing red bandanas.

(SIREN BLARING)

You hear that, Luis.

Ocho colors.

Hooker, we didn't have
nothing to do with this.
They did it!

Ain't you got ears, man?

Frankie and Angel are Primos.

The shooters were
wearing Ocho bandanas.

You're on my turf, Primo pig!

All right, all right!
Hold it, hold it, you guys!

Come on.

We'll find out
who's responsible.

In the meantime,
let's not let this spoil
our first peace efforts.

You gotta be kidding, man.
I ain't meeting with no guy
who shot the Primo prez.

We didn't shoot nobody.

Talking's the only way
you'll ever end
this kind of thing.

I know how to put
an end to it.

I'll get off your turf, man,

but when I come back,
I'll come back
to skin you, ese.

Orale.
Any time.

It ain't gonna work, lady.
Forget it.

Well, no one said
it was gonna be easy.

(INDISTINCT CHANTING)

Get anything, Hooker?

Yeah, a bunch of lies.

Just like I got
from his buddy, Angel.

They're guilty, I know it.

I can't figure
why we couldn't find
a weapon on them.

They dumped it off
to their compadres,

standard gang MO, partner.

What about the car?
They were
in a yellow lowrider.

"Yellow lowrider"? You know
how many yellow lowriders
there are in the barrio?

We could never sell
that to the court.

We can book them
for evading arrest...

They'll be out
on bail in a few hours.

If those two Primos shot
their own prez, what do
you figure for a motive?

Some kind of power play?

Maybe to move in
a new leader.

Could be, but I have a hunch
it's tied to Julie's
kick-off conference.

We've got to find out
who's behind it.

We can't let Julie's
program get stopped
before it started.

Stacy and I have
worked with some
of those gang kids

in the Department's
sports program.

Why don't we see what we can
do to keep the lid on?

We'll start
at Teresa's Cantina.

Maybe Julie can get a lead.

She's at the hospital with
Chuy Vallestero right now.

If she gets lucky, I want
to be there

'cause right now, we're
sitting on a time bomb

and the countdown's started.

Speak to Chuy?

I tried. He wouldn't listen.

I pleaded with him, Hooker,
but he won't order the Primos
to talk peace with the Ochos.

Hooker, you know Chuy.

Why don't you talk to him?

You dug me out
of a barrio gang once.

Anyone who could pull that off
might be able to budge Chuy.

Well, somebody has to.

You put me here, Hooker.

You brought in that Mendez
lady with all her peace talk,
and I bought it.

Left myself unguarded,

and Maria, too.

That's the idea, Chuy. Peace.

So you won't need
any guards.

You don't know
how it is out there.

Well, I know that a war
today'll be far worse
than the 1982 rumble.

The gangs are bigger,
more heavily armed.

A major battle will
cost lives, lots of lives.

Oh, yeah?
Tell that to the Ochos
who tried to kill me.

It wasn't the Ochos.

Two Primos gunned you down,
Frankie and Angel.

No way, man.

All Primos are blood brothers.

Each one of us takes
a sacred oath.

Besides, man, Angel
and Frankie are loyal to me.

Well, think about it, Chuy.
They're the right age
for gang assassins,

and you know as well as I do
that if they're found guilty,

all they do is
juvie time at a camp.

I'm telling you, someone is
using your people

to make sure Julie's program
never gets started.

I can't believe it.

Give me a chance
and I'll prove it,

and if I'm wrong,
you'll have plenty of time
to start shooting.

(INHALES DEEPLY)

I can't go crawling
to those lousy Ochos.

That's your pride talking.

Get past that.

You're one of the few leaders
in the barrio
who can make some change

by using your gang
as a positive force for
talking instead of fighting.

Primos ain't afraid
to fight nobody.

Stop acting so macho.

Serve your people.

Put an end
to the cycle of killing.

Every time an Ocho
kills a Primo,
a Primo kills an Ocho.

Can't you see
how stupid that is?

Can't you see that it
has to be stopped
by someone, sometime?

Why not you?

Why not now?

Okay.

You go to the Primos tell them

that I want them to listen
to what Julie Mendez
has to say.

I'll deliver your message.

You get well.

(LATINO MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT TALKING
IN SPANISH)

(LAUGHING)

How is Chuy?

He's okay.
Your daughter's staying
with him at the hospital.

Poor Maria. She lost her
father in a gang shooting,

and now Chuy is shot.

It's too much.

Not for Maria.

She's strong,
like you, Teresa.

She believes the barrio is
a place to be proud of.

And it can be.

What do you hear, Teresa?

(SIGHING)
Noises about getting even.

You know what that means.

Hooker, no go.

I've been talking to Ochos
and Primos all day.

They're not about to sit down
at the same table.

Looks like you made a trip
down here for nothing.

Maybe not.

I'd like to make
an announcement.

Sure. Come on.

Muchachos, listen up.

Sergeant Hooker's got
something to say.

I've talked
to Chuy Vallestero.

He's going to be okay,
and he's going to be
out of the hospital soon.

Then we put in an Ocho
to take his place.

You try it and a Primo
goes to the cemetery.

Take it easy, guys,
take it easy.

Chuy wanted me to deliver
a message to the Primos.

He says to let Julie Mendez
put her program
into operation.

That leaves it up
to you, Ochos.

Let's see if you're
as smart as the Primos.

Let's kick it off
with a meeting of the leaders
tomorrow morning.

9:00, right here.

What do you say, Luis?

You speak for the Ochos.

Why not.

What about you, Manuel?

Can I count on you being
there in Chuy's place?

I'll do whatever Chuy says.

Okay.

(MURMURING)

Hey, hey!

(CLAPPING)

When we get off duty
why don't we have
a little celebration?

Why not?

I'd like that, but I have
a lot to do before the
meeting in the morning.

Maybe we can help you out.

Sure.

Oh, well, if your program
works, you know how much
easier our job will be?

Why don't you all just show up
in the morning?

Frankie and Angel,
where are they?

Who knows, man? They've been
celebrating on those nickel
bags you gave 'em.

Yeah, well, find them.

I want that Julie Mendez
chick out of my life.

Forever.

Can I speak to you
for a moment?

I don't like you
being here alone.

You have
a short memory, Hooker.

You're talking to one
of the toughest
female gang soldiers

ever to walk this barrio.

Until you learned
that you were smart enough
to go to college.

Sit down.

You know, I still wonder
if you had anything to do

with me getting
that scholarship.

Well, I didn't get
the marks you did.

I just wonder why you didn't
take a cushy university job
when you graduated.

I feel I have to put something
back into the environment
that made me.

Look, don't worry.

I've worked with gangs
in a lot of cities.

I really think someone
ought to stay with you.

I want the kids here
to trust me.

For that, they have to know
I trust them.

With blue-suited bodyguards
around, it'll never happen.

You're dedicated to your job
and I respect that,
but I got a job to do too.

To protect people.

(CHUCKLES)
Still the white knight, huh?

Isn't there any way
I can convince you?

I'll be okay. Really.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(GUN FIRING)

All I heard was one shot.

Okay, split.

(ENGINE STARTING)

Hooker.

(SIGHS)
What's the word on Julie?

She's in Intensive Care.

Doctors spent most of the
night digging a bullet out
of her abdomen.

Did you talk to her?

I got here before they
wheeled her into OR.

She managed to get out
a few words.

She said it was Primos
who shot her.

Primos?

Did she recognize
any faces?

She only knows the leaders.
She hasn't been back
long enough

to know all the gang members.

I should never have
left her alone.

You can't blame yourself
for what happened to Julie.

If Julie doesn't make it...

Come on, Hooker.
She's a survivor.

What're you doing here?

Easy, partner.

You got business here?
Get on with it or get out.

Hey, lay off, cop,
or I'll turn you in
for bugging me.

(ALL SNICKERING)

(CLAPS) Come on, man,
we're just here to see
Chuy, you know?

Well, then go see him
before I bust you
for contaminating a hospital.

(ALL SNICKERING)

HOOKER: They could be
the ones, Romano.

I told you Julie said
it was Primos.

But if Frankie and Angel were
trying to stop Julie Mendez's
program when they shot Chuy,

and they wore
bandanas to put the blame
on the Ochos,

why didn't they do the
same when they hit her?

They didn't have to.

If Julie dies, the
program dies with her.

Hooker, you have
got to cool down.

Not till I prove that Frankie
and Angel did this to her.

(RADIO BEEPING)

WOMAN: (ON RADIO)
Four-Adam-Thirty, regarding
information requested

on Frankie Alarcon
and Angel Uriarte.

Juvenile records show
their character witness
at several hearings

was one Julio Fuente.

Four-Adam-Thirty, roger.

Fuente?

Isn't that the name of the guy
you said was sitting

with Manuel
at the cantina last night?

He's suspected of selling
drugs and guns.

He hasn't been nailed yet

'cause he uses teenager
gang members to do
his dirty work.

Well, that's what
he could be doing now.

Let's find out.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Man, as always, Manuel,
you get 10% of my action.

(CHUCKLING) Easy money, man.

These new .45s,
the guys'll go ape over 'em.

Look, all we need is a war.

(BRAKES CREAKING)

(SOFTLY) Get out of here,
man. Get out of here.

Get up those steps.

VINCE:
Nice car, Fuente. Yours?

Your taste in clothes
has gone uptown.

These studs real
or phony like you?

Hey, come one,
you know me, Hooker.

I'm the genuine article.

Business must be good.

Yeah, a lot of people
are buying hub caps,
if that's what you mean.

No, what my partner means
is guns and dope.

When things heat up
in the streets, you get rich.

Ah, come on, Hooker,
get off my back, huh?

(CHUCKLES)
I don't want no trouble.

You thrive on trouble.

It feeds you the customers
for the guns you peddle,

and the kids need
money for the weapons,
and they hustle dope for you.

(LAUGHS)

You got it all figured
out, don't you, Hooker?

It's too bad you don't
have any proof.

Well, maybe we can find some.

Hey! Man, you loco?

Look, I think you better talk
to your buddy here
about police brutality.

You put a hand
on a police officer.

He has a right
to defend himself.

'Cause he ain't got
no right to come in here
without a search warrant.

What's the matter, Fuente?

Got something to hide?

Eh, I think maybe
you're violating my rights
just by asking.

I want you to pass the word.

Julie Mendez may be
out of commission,
but her program isn't.

I'm going to start it
and run it until she's out.

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

Come on, Julie Mendez ain't
dead and Hooker's taking over?

Come on, no way.

He's got Chuy in his pocket,

and Luis'll bring
his sniveling little Ochos
begging for a truce.

It's over.

(SIGHS)

I've got one more
card to play.

Yeah? What's that?

The queen.

Maria? You crazy, man?

That's Chuy's girl.

I ain't gonna touch her.
Forget it, man.

Hey, man, you're gonna do
what I tell you to do.

I still got the gun that shot
Chuy and Julie Mendez.

Hey, I didn't shoot nobody.

Yeah? Well, your fingerprints
are all over that gun.

How about I just hand it
over to the cops, huh?

No.

No, man, you wouldn't.

Look, we gotta make
Chuy think it was the Ochos
who grabbed her, man.

Okay?

All right.

We pick her up tomorrow,
before the meeting.

Orale.

VINCE: Well, we've been
out all night.

They could be hiding
in a million places.

No reason for Frankie
and Angel to hide.

They don't know
that we matched Julie's bullet
with Chuy's shooting.

They probably think
she's dead.

And she could be.

I want those kids. Bad.

We'll get them, Hooker.

The thing is, I know
they're just pawns
carrying out Fuente's orders.

That's who turned them
into murderers.

(RADIO BEEPING)

WOMAN: (ON RADIO)
Four-Adam-Thirty switch to tac
two for Four-Adam-Sixteen.

Four-Adam-Thirty, roger.

This is Thirty, go Sixteen.

Got a tip our suspects
could be in a rolling
shooting gallery,

an old panel truck.

Give us the description
of the truck.

We have them in sight
right now.

A blue and white '71 Ford
northbound on Fountain.

Stay with them.
We're on Alden and Sixth.

(SIRENS BLARING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(HONKING)

(GRUNTS)

Frankie and Angel!
Were they with you?

(SHOUTING) Were they with you?

Yeah, man.

Which way did they go?
Tell me

or so help me,
you won't live long enough
to be tried as an adult.

Over there, man.

That one's yours!

That's mine!

On your knees,
hands on your head.

(CLANGS)

(GRUNTING)

Argh! What are you doing?

What are you doing?
Pull me back!

Who sent you
to kill Julie Mendez?

Please don't let me...

Tell me! Tell me now!

VINCE:
Hooker, don't do it!

Don't!

Don't do it!

(GRUNTING)

You're crazy, man!
You're sick!

Sick? You think this is sick?

Wait till I get
through with you.

You'll feel
like a walking plague.

Now, move it!

(EKG BEEPING)

Julie.

Julie.

I need a positive ID.

Can you manage it?

(INHALES)

It was them. They did it.

They shot me.

Thank you, get some rest.

I heard you brought
my boys here.

Frankie and Angel
shot Julie
and they shot you, too.

I told you they were
gonna say that.

He's a crummy liar.

Ballistics results prove
the same gun was used in
both shootings

and Julie made
a positive ID.

They are Primos, Hooker.

Primos don't shoot Primos!

This time, they did.
Accept it, Chuy.

And somebody,
probably in your own gang,

had to turn
them into shooters.

Somebody who wants you
to think they were Ochos,
wants you to go for revenge.

I'm listening.

How about Julio Fuente?
He'd get fat on a war.

MANUEL: Fuente's an ex-Primo.

He's loyal to the gang.
You ought to go after
Luis Molina.

He's a psycho nut.
He wants war with the Primos
no matter what it takes.

We have a feeling you'd like
it to seem that way, Manuel.

(CHUCKLING) Me?
You gotta be kidding.
I'm the number-two Primo.

You keep bad
company, Manuel.

We saw you
at Teresa's Cantina
sitting with Fuente.

You showed up here
at the hospital with Frankie.

Think about it, Chuy.

Oh, Manuel.

There's a NAPA meeting
this afternoon at the cantina.

If you don't show, I'll
make sure that everyone
knows that you want war

and are probably involved
in the shooting.

And, Chuy,

you get back to bed.

The sooner you get well,
the better the chances are

the Primos stay
out of trouble.

(RADIO BEEPING)

WOMAN: (ON RADIO)
Four-Adam-Thirty,
Four-Adam-Thirty.

A 415 in progress at the
restaurant Teresa's Cantina,
Fourth and Commerce.

Four-Adam-Thirty,
handle Code Three.

Four-Adam-Thirty, roger.

(SIRENS BLARING)

Hooker, it's Maria.
Somebody beat her up.

(CRASHING)

All right, all right.
Break it up!

Break it up!
Come on! Get up!

Break it up. Break it up!

Get back.

Break it up!

Enough!

This is supposed to be
a peace conference.

You see what they did
to Chuy's girl?

Cut off her hair,
disgraced her!

There ain't gonna be
no peace now, and that's
the way Chuy'll want it!

I want you out of here!

Hey, you better watch
where you go, man.

You step on Ocho territory
and I cut it off!

You and you, out!

Get them out of here
in one piece.

You're dead!

Get out of here!

Get going. Move!

(VINCE GRUNTING)

Look, Ochos,
see what they've done
to my daughter.

(WHIMPERING)

All the work,
all the trying to reason,
it's all for nothing now.

There'll be a war for sure.

Nothing's for sure.

We just gotta keep on trying.

I can't, Hooker.

I'm going to take
my little girl
away from these streets.

A gang war took my husband
one week after Maria was born.

I'm not going
to let another war take her.

Fuente.

(SNIFFS)

I'm going to show
this shirt stud to Chuy.

It's not enough
to bust Fuente.

Maybe Chuy will get
the message
before all hell breaks loose.

(EKG BEEPING)

(SLURRING) Chuy,
what are you doing?

The Ochos, they hurt Maria,

shamed her.

The Primos are going to kill
every stinking Ocho

and I'm drawing first blood.

Don't, Chuy.

Give Hooker time

to find out who did it.

All the Ochos can't be
responsible.

One Ocho,

all the Ochos.

Don't you see?

It makes no difference.

WOMAN: (OVER PA)
Dr. Anderson to maternity,
please. Dr. Anderson.

(WHIMPERING)

Hey.

What are you doing?

Went to lead his gang.

Afraid nothing'll
stop him now.

Luisito, don't be a fool.

Go to Sergeant Hooker
and help him find the truth.

It's stupid to fight over
Manuel's baiting words.

Teresa, the Primos are gonna
keep spitting on us

till we make them respect us
like they used to.

And we're gonna do it
where they first got respect
shoved down their throats.

No, Luisito, no!

Boys will die, boys that
are innocent, Luisito!

Vamonos.

We're gonna get us
some Primo scalps.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Look at it.

It was given to me
when I was leader
of the Primos.

Promise me that you'll
use it to avenge what was
done to Maria.

I will. I swear it.

Don't you want a piece
of the Ochos, too?

Hey, this is your war, ese.

Lead the Primos
with courage.

Judge Powell sure hustled
out that search warrant.

We've got to get
Fuente put away fast,

before he unloads
his artillery.

Warrant.

Fuente.

Fuente.

If I was Fuente,
I wouldn't leave anything
incriminating lying around.

Fuente deals
in guns and smack
and he does it from here.

There's got to be something.

Once the first kid is hurt,

there'll be no going back.

We don't even know
where the gangs are
lined up to kick it off.

Let's hope that Stacy
and Corrigan come up
with a lead.

Look at this.

Well, Fuente tried.

He was always
wiping his hands.

But he never was clean.

And never will be.

(RADIO BEEPING)

WOMAN: (ON RADIO)
Four-Adam-Thirty, meet
Four-Adam-Sixteen on tac two.

Four-Adam-Thirty, roger.

JIM: (ON RADIO)
Hooker, just talked to Teresa.

She said Luis mentioned
something about before '82,

a place where the Ochos
were respected.

HOOKER: (ON RADIO)
Could be
the River Street wash.

They used to race there.
The Ochos always won.

We're on our way.
Meet us there.

Chuy! Chuy, stop!

Chuy!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Chuy, stop, please. Please...

Go home, Maria. This is
no place for you to be.

Hey, get her
out of here, Chuy.

She caused
enough trouble as it is.

He makes the trouble.

He makes the war, Chuy.

The Ochos spit in my face
when they shame you like this.

I can't let that be.

Now, go home.

(SOFTLY) Go home.

All right, hold it.
Get back to your own turf.

I said hold it!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

We found the gun
that shot Chuy!

Same gun that shot
Julie Mendez.

And the first prints
we're gonna try to match
with those on the gun

are yours, Manuel.

We found these with the gun.

They were worn
by the shooters.

Frankie and Angel,

so they would look like Ochos.

They tried to frame us.

Not "they." One man.

One man who comes
out on top no matter
who wins this war.

Hey, don't listen to him.

You saw what they did
to Chuy's girl.

It wasn't the Ochos
who attacked Maria.

Who was it?

I want him myself.

Listen to me, Chuy.
Who wants things
just as they are?

Who would lose
if there was peace
on your streets?

Where did you get
the guns you're carrying?

Julio Fuente's.

When Maria was attacked,
she ripped this
off of Fuente's shirt.

Your enemy isn't Luis
and the Ochos.
It's that man there!

(SIRENS BLARING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

You're through
in the barrio, Fuente.

Julie and the kids,
they win, you lose.

(CHUCKLING)
Not bad for starters.

Now that NAPA is
an official city commission,

shouldn't you have
a real office, in a real
office building?

Could have, but I wanted
to be here on the street,

with the people
this commission's
supposed to help.

I like it.

I like the way you got Luis
to personally deliver
Chuy's letter to the mayor.

(CHUCKLES)
Helped make us official.

A little lobbying went
a long way.

You two find
Chuy and Maria?

And just in the nick of time.

They were about ready
to run off
and getting married.

I think
I convinced her to wait
until she finished school,

at least, I think
I convinced her.

And listen, Julie, we're
gonna help you get
settled in here.

And this time, we won't
take no for an answer.

If you insist.

(DOOR OPENING)

Julie, this picture...

Why?

(CHUCKLING)
Well, you caught me.

I guess I have to admit it.

I used to have a crush on you.

What do you mean, "used to"?

Oh, who knows?
Maybe the sparks
could be rekindled

if they were fanned.

Hey, partner, end of watch.

What do you say we go to that
new pizza joint on Market?

Sorry, I'm busy.

I've got some
heavy fanning to do.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)