[Raleigh hears the key in the lock and lights up a fresh cigarette, doesn't bring it to his mouth, just watches it burn until she's inside the apartment. He actually picked up smoking because the smell reminded him of his mom and he misses her a lot more than he ever talks about, almost as much as he misses Yancy, and then just kept with it out of habit and because every one in the club did it too.]
There she is. My girl. The Fed.
[No use in beating around the bush. The guys call her his old lady and you know, she kind of was. It's not an insult, it's a mark of respect actually. It means that at the end of the day, he belongs to her and she belongs to him and no one's going to fuck with that. No one else matters. They've got each other's backs.
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There she is. My girl. The Fed.
[No use in beating around the bush. The guys call her his old lady and you know, she kind of was. It's not an insult, it's a mark of respect actually. It means that at the end of the day, he belongs to her and she belongs to him and no one's going to fuck with that. No one else matters. They've got each other's backs.
He had hers. She put a knife in his.]
Have a good day at work?