Trip: Thought you’d be lookin’ for transportation outta town by now.
Q: Trip, man. You gotta tell me what’s goin’ on.
Trip: You done slid down a razor blade and landed in an alcohol river. Word is you killed Raheem. And Quillis. And Radames.
Q: That’s bullshit, man! You know me better than that!
Trip: I don’t know that.
Q: C’mon, Trip, you known me since I was a kid.
Trip: I known a lotta killers since they was kids.