Dawes:What do you really want? Foxy Brown:Justice. Dawes:For who, your brother? Foxy Brown:And why not? It could be your brother too, or your sister, or your children. I want justice for all of them. And I want justice for all the people whose lives are bought and sold, so that a few big shots can climb up on their backs, and laugh at the law, and laugh at human decency. But most of all, I want justice for a man, this man had love in his heart, and he died because he went out of his neighborhood to do what he thought was right. Dawes:Sister, I think what you're looking for is revenge. Foxy Brown:You just handle the justice, and I'll handle the revenge myself.|