Narrator: That night, Tobias’s plan to change the streets with his gang also turned out to be ill-conceived.
Tobias: Hey, fezellas, looks like you guys are up to no good. Well… this gang used to be like that, too… three, four! (Rapping) / So, you think you’re tough / Well, we hate rappin’ / But don’t bust a cap in / ’Cause here’s what’s happ’nin’ / We’re breakin’ out some old-fashioned tappin’/
Hot Cop #5: (Singing.) / Hip of the Crips / There’s a new gang in town… /
Tobias: All right, fellas, look, I know you know nothing but a life on the street. But I’d like to offer you something that the Queen Mary gave me. The joy of the stage. So, maybe you could, uh, start jeté-ing, and stop… je-terrorizing me.