:39:01
-How's the crowd tonight?
-Not bad.
:39:04
We're pushing enough grass
to make our money.
:39:08
Just enough.
:39:09
But it sure ain't like
the good old days in Harlem...
:39:12
when white money was boss...
:39:14
and them fine, white cats
came up to Harlem...
:39:16
spreading it all around
Big Bertha.
:39:20
Oh, child.
:39:21
That was before
all those peace marches...
:39:26
sit-ins, riots, and 'dos.
:39:28
Ain't nothing wrong
with no peace marches.
:39:32
It's me, baby.
:39:38
Who's that joker?
:39:41
Friend of mine.
:39:59
Cat, you ever been high on pot?
:40:01
Are you kidding me, man?
Grass?
:40:04
Who doesn't, you know?
:40:06
What do you think,
I'm some kind of a hick?
:40:35
Let's get that cat going on pot!
:40:41
Take one.
:40:42
That's what
I'm talking about, baby.
:40:43
Nothing wrong, take two.
:40:45
Come on, be a club member.
That's it!
:40:49
Take three! Take four!
:40:50
Five, six, seven!
That's it, baby!
:40:59
He ain't losing now,
no, indeed.