Same things make us laugh, make us cry.

Stop it! What are you doing? Carl, Brian, stop it! - Quit it! Moms will hear! - Mom, they're up to something!

(Carl is sitting and looking at the picture he picked up, when Big Smoke enters the room with a baseball bat in his hand)

Big Smoke: You picked the wrong house, fool!

Carl Johnson: Hey, hey! Big Smoke, it's me, Carl! Chill! Chill!

(Big Smoke drops the bat.)

Big Smoke: CJ? Oh, my dog! Wassup? Hey baby, you okay, man?

Carl Johnson: No, man, it's my Moms, homie...

Big Smoke: Hey, I don't know why this had to happen, but I promise you, I'm going to find out who killed your moms. The streets is cold, dog. Like it says in the book, we are blessed and cursed.

Carl Johnson: What ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ book?

Big Smoke: Same things make us laugh, make us cry. But right now, we gotta take care our business. Go see your brother at the cemetery. C'mon, let's bounce.

(Big Smoke and Carl exit the house and walk out to Big Smoke's car.)

Big Smoke: You wanna drive?

Carl Johnson: Yeah, that's cool. Nice car, Smoke.

Big Smoke: You know me. It's not cut. Keep the value in it. Keep it real.

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