INTRO THE MENTAL ILLNESS E

He is the devil himself. Fuck you, man! Fuck you! Rest in pieces. Come on, Leon. Keep up. Come Where's my money? I'm leaving the package. It's supposed to be empty. My money. There's a jar right there with twenty percent. Is that jar? Yes. Get the fuck out of here. Oh. What you gonna do, fool? Nothing, Champ. You Shoot me? You, you, Gonna shoot