Junkie: Look, look! When I get pissed off, man, I will throw a natural-born nigger fit on you, understand? So why don't you leave? Why don't you leave? I am clean. Look, nothing, nothing. No place, man, I'm clean. So stop leaning on me. I ain't on the street no more, understand? I ain't in the trade no more. I just want to be left alone, baby. So, don't push me! You're pushing my button, baby! You're pushing my button! Leave! Split! Leave, motherfucker!|