Big Smoke : Hey, excuse me, Jose, yo soy El Grando Smokio. And I want that grass. Comprende?
Vago : Ey, fuck you cabron.
CJ : What?
Big Smoke : Now that ain't nice. Coughio up el weedo, before I blow your brains out all over the patio.
Vago : Chinga a tu madre, pendejo.