July 4, 2018 | 0 Comments
Jail Girl: Got any pictures of you boys, Smurf? They’re fine. Smurf: No. Jail Girl: Oh, c’mon. Not even hanging over your bed. Smurf: Not…
Jail Girl: Got any pictures of you boys, Smurf? They’re fine. Smurf: No. Jail Girl: Oh, c’mon. Not even hanging over your bed. Smurf: Not…
Mia [to J]: Smurf whistles and you come running.
Smurf: When your mother ended up the way she did, who’d you call, J? Huh? Who’d you call? J: I called you, Smurf. Smurf: That’s right….
J: It’s not my fault your family doesn’t want you around, Nicky. Jesus. Can you blame ’em?
Craig: This is what it’s all about. Us having each other’s backs and handling our own shit.
Craig: Why’d you put J in charge? Smurf: What makes you think J’s in charge?
Billy: Smurf taught me how to hotwire a car. She ever tell you that? Deran: Yeah. She taught me, too.
Billy’s girlfriend: Trees are the lungs of the world, you know.
Pope: I don’t want Smurf to die in jail. You should know that. She’s family. If I want her dead, I’ll do it myself.
Billy: You know the best thing about a pool Pope? You don’t have to take a shower.