Clockers
“he said to Mazilli. “He went in there all shot up, right? That means he had to pay his toll. He had to wait on line, hand over three dollars, get the green light. Unbelievable.”“Maybe he went through the exact-change lane.” Mazilli was watching an old Richard Widmark movie on television.“No, I mean there he is covered with blood, handing a five-dollar bill to some fucking boingo in a booth, waiting for his two dollars change, right?”“The guy was in shock.” Mazilli yawned and tilted his chair ba...ck at a 45-degree angle.“Yeah? Another thing, they found two kilos of coke in the car. Who the fuck brings coke from New Jersey to New York, right? It’s like bringing clap to Saigon.” Rocco watched as Richard Widmark put on a bulletproof vest.“How do you know the guy was starting out from New Jersey?” Mazilli said. “Maybe he was making a run from down south. Flew right up the corridor from Georgia or Florida, right onto the turnpike and into the tunnel.”“Well, he stopped somewheres.”MoreLess
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