The main police precinct in Guashingtong Heights, NY where the cops beat the shit out of piff carrying dominicans and get them ready for central bookings
Yo son lets not smoke that blunt in Highbridge, we might end up in tha 33rd precinct
Slap your henchest friend day. Today's the day my jabronies... take em down
Joel - '...'
"It enters"
Riley - 'What day is it?'
Joel - '...'
(Rileys schizophrenia kicks in)
Riley - 'Rustic Green is a good name for a retirement home yeah. Yeah I know, October 33rd is meant to be pretty darn diddly dorky tonight am I right or am I right! (you actually talk like this no joke)
Joel - '...'
Riley- 'You know I dont think ive mentioned this before but I am actually a lifegu-'
"CRASH" ... "dead"
Joel - 'It's over...'