STERLING: Something that shoot straight. I don’t care what it is. I don’t want no .22. A .38 too big and heavy. Everybody can see it’s bulging out under your coat. I’ll take me a snub-nosed .32 if I can get one. I don’t want no silver gun that shine in the dark. I’ll take a black one. Other than that I don’t care what it is.

WOLF: Tony Jackson got an Army .45 he trying to sell.

STERLING: I don’t want no .45. He probably got the same one I had. You liable to end up shooting yourself with that. I was shooting at some birds one time and couldn’t even hit the tree.

WOLF: I’ll ask around. Let me get some sugar, Risa.

HOLLOWAY: I see where you want to go back down the penitentiary. I thought you was trying to stay out.

STERLING: You subject to end up there anyway. You don’t have to do nothing to go to jail.

WOLF: You right about that. I know. You can walk down there . . .  just walk down the street and ask people . . .  every nigger you see done been to jail one time or another. The white man don’t feel right unless he got a record on these niggers. Walk on down there . . .  I’ll give you a dollar for every nigger you find that ain’t been to jail. Ain’t that right, Sterling. I been to jail. Stayed down there three months. Tried to make bond and couldn’t do it. They kept me down there in the county jail for three months. Ain’t done nothing but walk down the street. I was walking down Centre Avenue . . .  police was chasing somebody and wasn’t looking where he was going, and I wasn’t looking where I was going either . . .  he ran into me so hard it knocked us both down. I started to get up and there was two, three policemen with their guns pointed at my head. Told me not to move. They arrested me for obstructing justice. Kept me down there for three months before the judge had a chance to throw it out. But I learned a lot from that. I learned to watch where I was going at all times. Cause you always under attack.

STERLING: That’s why I said if I was going I was going for something.
(HAMBONE enters.)
Hey, my man. How you doing, Hambone?

HAMBONE: He gonna give me my ham. He gonna give me my ham.

STERLING: Risa, give him something to eat.

RISA: You hungry, Hambone? You want a bowl of beans?

HAMBONE: He gonna give me my ham. He gonna give me my ham.

WOLF: Hey, Holloway, you know Bubba Boy, don’t you? Him and his woman?

HOLLOWAY: Yeah . . .  be together all the time. When you see him you see her.