Ekaj

Subtitles by flitze

I don't know how to love...

but I learned how to hate.

If I could start all over...

would I do the same thing?

All I need from you right now is $500.

$500 that you spend on your fucking shoes!

You want to sit here and you want to talk about getting a relationship with me,

but you can't help me.

So how am I going to be able to trust you in a relationship

if you can't help me outside of a relationship?

You're a hustler?

I am a hustler.

Oh really?

So go to the corner store

and go get us a sandwich, something to drink and a Dutch.

And tell him you'll pay him back tomorrow.

Go! You're a hustler right?

That'll never work.

It will work, just do it!

So this is the I.D. that you're going to use to get into the club.

This barely looks like me.

So what?

It's not a crime. What is he going to do?

"Mr. Officer, I just got robbed by a 16-year-old that I tried having sex for money with."

There are so many nasty, perverted old men out there.

The way you explained it made it seem way more easy. This shit is complicated.

No. It's really easy. It's just you're so ditzy, you're making it complicated.

This is how it's gonna go down. You're going to take him to the bathroom.

You're gonna start feeling him up, right?

Get him all excited, think that he's about to fuck you.

For real, man, I saw you at that bar,

I knew you were gonna come up here with me. What's good?

Take that jacket off, come here.

Take that off. Come here. What's good?

- Take that off. Come on, man. - No. Where's the money?

Wussup?

- What do you think? Where's the money? - I got the money here.

I ain't going to bring you up here with no money.

I got your money right here. What's good? Relax!

Relax, relax, relax, relax.

Here's your money. Take your money. You ain't going nowhere.

You ain't going nowhere.

Alright? That's what's up.

That's what's up. Come here.

Come here.

Yo! What the fuck is up with you, you faggot!

What's wrong with you?

What's up? What's up?

Chill.

What's wrong... wrong with you!

Come here. Come!

Smells clean.

You're confused.

You want to smell like a boy, but you want to look like a girl.

So, Ekaj you want Chinese food, right?

Uh... Chinese food is fine!

Alright, I'm gonna step out. I'm gonna get some food.

Hey, sugar plum.

Listen, I'm sorry I couldn't call you. I don't know the number for the hotel room.

Yeah right. You're lying.

How am I lying?

- You're fucking lying. - How am I lying?

You did know the hotel number.

No, I don't know the hotel number.

- I thought this was your friend? - It is my friend.

On top of that, you stole a hundred bucks of mine.

I have $100 of yours?

You're lucky I didn't take the full $200

and just disappear on your ass and never come back.

Cause I could've easily done that!

Yo, Ekaj, pick up the phone.

Pick up the fucking phone!

Yo, you think you're a hustler. You ain't a hustler.

New York will eat you the fuck up!

You know where to find me.

Look at me. Look at me in my face and tell me that you're sucking dick in the streets...

I said look at me! You're in the fucking streets, sucking fucking dick.

I can't even fucking look at you.

You think I'm going to let my son, my son...

walking around the streets in our neighborhood,

where everybody can see you

looking like a little fucking faggot

with tight clothes on, your eyes painted like a little bitch?

You think I'm... I will fucking kill you first!

Yo, pal, you're not a hustler.

You think you're a hustler, but you're not a hustler.

Let me tell you something. Everybody in New York is a hustler.

Even the grandmothers on the street make more money than you.

You dropped your cigarette.

- Thank you. - You got an extra one on you?

I have... I have the one that I have.

- That's cool. Can I share it with you? - Yeah.

What's up, man?

What's your name?

- I'm Chris. - Mecca. Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Where are you from?

- Earth? - Yeah.

- Jersey, err... - Yeah, sorry about that, man.

It's okay. I am too.

What are you doing out here?

I'm waiting for a friend.

A friend?

We all got friends.

Friends are good.

I'll be your friend.

Thank you.

You're pretty.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

- So I've been told. - Yeah?

Don't believe anything anybody tells you.

- Exactly. - They're all full of shit.

Hey look, it's a tiger. It's good luck.

It's a gift.

For the cigarette.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

You hungry?

I know this fat guy who we can hang out with.

He got food and coke, a bunch of stuff.

Wanna go chill?

- Okay. - Yeah?

You got money on you?

We can walk if you want. It's not that far.

You down?

Grab your shit, let's go.

Yo, he's not answering the door. He usually answers.

So, I don't know what the fuck is going on.

Give me your phone.

I'm going to call him.

Cold?

I'm outside. You're supposed to be home. Do me a favor, give me a call back.

He's not answering.

Smile and laugh.

Have a good day.

Be happy.

What's wrong?

I'm cold, bitch.

My molars are going to the top and I got in a fight.

But you can't smile if you don't have teeth.

No teeth. Bitch, how bad must drugs be that you lose your teeth?

This is not really.

Fucking shit!

Yeah, you tell me that shit all the time. Come on, throw me the keys.

Then buzz me in!

Yo!

Yo, I'm trying to get rid of this bike.

Oh word, where did you get it from?

I mopped this shit, though.

- Oh word? - Yeah.

So what you trying to get out of it?

Whatever, yo. What you want?

Uh... I don't know. Let's see, uh...

Fifty.

Bullshit, man. Come on, yo. Look at this. It weighs nothing.

Come on, let me see that. Hold on.

You want to steal this shit from me too, son?

- Come on. - Yeah, man, son.

This weighs nothing. It's white people bike. Come on.

All right, 75.

- Come on, yo. - Oh, come on, man.

It's worth 100 bones, come on.

100, man? 85 the most, doggy!

It's a recession. It's not easy to eat.

I know it's a recession. What do you think I'm trying to do, man?

Whatever, yo. Give me whatever you got, then.

- It's all good. - Fuck it. Come on, whatever you got.

I'll take whatever you got!

I just need to eat, man. Whatever.

Psss. Damn.

Give me that shit, yo. Come on.

Be safe.

I left that room with fucking 300 and above. I left the fucking room.

- That's it? - That's it.

And I wasn't doing much.

So I left the room and I was fucking... I was so grossed out with myself.

I'm not even joking but my pants cost $80 and my underwear cost $200 are you serious?

You hear trannies in our days sucking dick for 60 bucks,

20 bucks, and I'm just like, that's gross.

- Charge him 300. - For crack. For five dollars.

Yeah. But that's the thing.

I see it now and I'm so gross. I almost did it once and I got 300.

After dealing with that,

if I'm going to sell myself, I have to have a sexual connection.

Not a sexual connection. I have a sexual mental connection.

If you're mentally fucking right in your head,

bro, I will get the hardest fucking dick ever.

And I'm not fucking big.

I'm probably below 5 inches. But...

- if you're fucking getting down to the knees... - Most men are 6 inches, actually.

- I'm below 5 inches. - Have you ever seen 9 inches?

Have you seen 9 nine inches?

- Yes. - Do you have a ruler?

- Because I got one in my book bag. - No.

- I've seen 9 inches. - Have you ever seen 9 inches?

- It's this big. - No, it's about this big.

- 9 inches is actually this big. - No.

This big, this big.

- 6 inches, most guys have a 6-inch dick. - 6 inches?

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