[DOOR RATTLING]

[SHOUTING]

-Yo, man, we're closed.

[SHOUTING]

Just shut up.

-Let 'em in. Let 'em in. They love my pizza. Four slices and I'm out of here.

-Sal, we're trying to go home.

[SHOUTING]

Shut up!

[SHOUTING]

-You ain't nothing but a delivery boy, bitch!

[SHOUTING]

-Sit your black ass down.

[SHOUTING]

Yo Sal, Sal. Four slices of regular to go, all right?

-Why you gotta curse?

[SHOUTING]

[MUSIC - PUBLIC ENEMY, "FIGHT THE POWER"]0

-What'd I tell you about that noise?

-What'd I tell you about them pictures?

-What the fuck? Are you deaf?

-No! Are you? Fuck you! We want some black people on that motherfucking wall of fame now.

-I'm trying to go fucking home. I've been here all fucking day bugging out!

-Turn that jungle music off. We ain't in Africa!

-Why it gotta be my jungle music? Why it gotta be about Africa? It's about the fucking pictures!

-It's about turning that shit off and getting the fuck out of my place!

-Radio Raheem!

-Fuck you!

-And fuck you too!

[SHOUTING]

-This music is my music!

-Fuck your music!

-So turn it off, then.

-Hey, man, get the fuck out of here! We're fucking closed!

-Fuck you! We closing you, you guinea bastards, for good! For good, motherfucker! Until you get some black people on that motherfucking wall of fame!