8 miles

Jimmy Smith Jr: I don't give a fuck, man. I'm sick of you always thinking you know what's best for me, dawg. You ain't my fucking father. I'm a grown man.

Future: Look, Jimmy...

Jimmy Smith Jr: Look, Jimmy, nothing! Fuck you! I told you not to fucking sign me up!

Future: So what the fuck, you wanna fight me now, huh?

Jimmy Smith Jr: Yo you ain't the future of shit, bitch! You're just David fuckin' Porter.

Sol: Hey, come on, fellas.

[long pause]

Future: You know what? Do what the fuck you wanna do man. 'Cause I don't give a shit anymore. I really fuckin' don't!

[Future walks away]

Future: I really fuckin' don't!

DJ Iz: That's why brothers need to sign themselves a deal. I'm telling you record labels supply niggas with the kind of benefits they need.

Sol: Dawg, we sign us a deal you can take the motherfucking benefits. We're talking Bentley's and Benjamins, not Blue Cross and Blue Shield.

Future: Look to tell you all niggas the truth, I don't give a fuck about none of that. I just wanna hit 31 and a 3rd on the box you know what I'm saying? One of them strong songs on JLB.

DJ Iz: No, what we need to do is save that shit up and put it into some savings bonds every week, stack it and build our own studio.

Future: Savings Bonds?

Sol: [to DJ] Let me ask you a question, Dawg. How the fuck are we brothers? We need fine bitches and fat rides, not no goddamn savings bonds.

Jimmy Smith Jr: Man, that's all we ever do is talk shit!

Jimmy Smith Jr: [imitating Sol] "We need to get fine bitches and fat rides".

Jimmy Smith Jr: [imitating DJ] "No, what we need to do is put our money in savings bonds".

Jimmy Smith Jr: [imitating Future] "No, what we need to do is put our songs on JLB".

Jimmy Smith Jr: Man, shut the fuck up. All of us never do shit about nothin' and we're still broke as fuck and living at home with our moms.