Julius: What's in the box?
Risky: This is that new stereo you were looking at. My way of saying thanks.
Julius: I appreciate it.
Risky: Ah, stop, man, stop. It's $20.
Julius: What?
Risky: It was $50.

Risky: Listen here, I got the perfect shirt for your haircut, huh? Five dollars.
Greg: This has a hole in it.
Risky: Well, that's not a hole. It's distressed. Guys in Manhattan pay top dollar for this.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] In fact, a distressed man got shot in that shirt.

Adult Chris: [v.o.] While I had it hard, my father became a soft touch.
Risky: Hey, I need $10 for gas.
Julius: Regular or premium?
Risky: Premium.
Julius: There you go.
Risky: My man.

Julius: Have you heard of Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam?
Risky: Oh, that's it. Ooh, that song is hotter than grits on Al Green, baby.
Julius: Look, I need that album for Tonya. She wanted to hear it at a listening party, but I wouldn't let her go. I can't let her be the only girl on the block that hasn't heard it.
Risky: Oh, man, you're in luck. Shoot, this came out yesterday in limited release.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] He released it from the back of a truck.
Risky: And the only people that have listened to it are listening parties and me. And you're lucky. I love $12 more than I love Lisa Lisa.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] My dad was wondering if he could just have one Lisa for half the price.

Risky: Man, how much you got to spend?
Chris: $37.
Risky: $37? What you do, knock over a liquor store?
Chris: I saved up.
Risky: Man, you keep saving up like that, you'll be rich in a minute.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Maybe then I can buy one of those pink sweaters, like him.

Chris: No, thanks. What else you got?
Risky: [holds a pair of women's shoes] How about these for your mom?
Chris: For Father's Day?
Risky: Yeah. For him to give to her.
Chris: No.
Risky: I'm sorry I can't help you out, young blood, but, hey, you come back Mother's Day... I'll hook you up. Listen, why don't you watch this for a few minutes? I'm gonna run across the street, pay my light bill. All right?
Chris: Sure.
Risky: Tell your daddy to call me and happy Father's Day.

Rochelle: You got a bagel?
Risky: Oh, sure, sure. Oat, uh, honey...
Rochelle: Thanks.

Risky: Well, if you're so on the money, uh, how about tonight's game?
Doc: Oh, that's a big game. There's gonna be a lot of money on the line.
Risky: [to Chris] Come on, man. Help me out just so I can win my money back.
Chris: All right, just don't tell anybody.
Risky: I won't tell anybody, it's just between us.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Translation: "I'm telling everybody."

Julius: What's all this?
Risky: Ah, well, I figured while you sell the newspapers, I open up a whole new customer base.
Julius: How about I open up your skull with a tire iron? I can't drive around with a truck full of stolen goods.
Risky: Eh, I'm not a thief. I'm a wholesaler. Cut out the middle man.
Julius: How about you cut out the bail man? 'Cause that's what we're gonna need.
Risky: Have you ever known me to be in trouble with the law?
Julius: Come on, now. Have you ever known me to sell radios out the back of a paper truck?
Risky: I'm sorry. Look, let me just move this stuff today, and after that, it'll be newspapers and only newspapers.
Julius: One day. And that's it.
Risky: Thank you.
Julius: How much for this?

Risky: This ain't my thing. I'm a businessman.
Julius: You can't compete with these crackheads around here. You told me that.
Risky: Yeah, I know, I know.
Julius: Well, what you gonna do?
Risky: Get off the streets. Open up a storefront. Go legit.
Julius: A business?
Risky: Yeah.
Julius: You?
Risky: Yeah!
Julius: That's kind of risky, ain't it?
Risky: Yeah.