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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… /
Hot Cop #5: Oh! I’ve been shot!
Tobias: We miscalculated! Retreat!
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Lindsay: Because, for your information, I have a job.
Michael: Really? What kind of job?
Lindsay: Beads!
G.O.B.: Bees?!
Lindsay: Beads.
G.O.B.: Beads?!
Michael: G.O.B.’s not on board.
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