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saintkevorkian · 2 years

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Black Ever time the dozens gets a little heavy you got to go. White What's the dozens? Black It aint really even the dozens. It's really just a discussion. White What's the dozens. Black It's when two of the brothers stands around insultin one another and the first one gets pissed off loses. White What is the point of it? Black Winnin and losin is the point of it. Same as the point of everthing else. White And you win by making the other guy angry. Black That's correct. White I dont get it. Black You aint supposed to get it. You white. White Then why did you tell me? Black Cause you asked me. White So if I find you a bit irritating and decide to leave then I lose. Black Well, like I said, this aint even the dozens. We just talkin. White But that's what you think. Black Oh yeah, that's what I think. White Well how long do you think I might have to stay before I could leave without losing? Black That's kindly hard to say. I guess the best way to put it might be that you'd have to stay till you didnt want to leave. White Stay until I didnt want to leave. Black Yeah. White And then I could leave. Black Yeah. The professor runs one hand alongside his head and then holds the back of his neck, his head down and his eyes closed. He looks up. White Why is it called the dozens? Black Dont know. White What sorts of insults? Black Oh, you might say somethin about the other man's mama. That's a sensitive area, you might say. And he might lose it and come after your ass but when he done that it's like he's sayin that what you just got done tellin about his mama was true. It's like he sayin: You aint supposed to know that about my mama and you damn sure aint supposed to of told it and now I'm fixin to whip your ass. You see what I'm sayin? White I suppose. Black Well, probably not. White And is this something you do with your friends? Black Me? No. I dont play the dozens.

The Sunset Limited, 2006

#the sunset limited

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ask-the-harlem-newsies · 6 years

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*runs his hand through his hair, tugging a bit and groaning in frustration.* Why are all you guys lookin for danger. They ain't good people Benny. I guaruntee you someones gonna get hurt. They *takes a deep breath* they don't mess around. *Fresh tears are coming to his eyes, after all, it hasnt been that long since he lost Jeremiah. He pushes them down the best he can and looks down at his feet.* Just, don't Benny. It's not worth it. -Pen

Benny: Yeah, I can tell they aint good. *he sees the tears come to his eyes and that only makes him more worried* Hey.. *he puts his hand on Pens arm, reassuring and brotherly* They’ll be more of us then there are of them, so theres more chance of us winnin’ th’ fight than losin’. If they hurt you, that means they prolly don’ have a problem with hurtin’ one of us newsies, yeah? We gotta get ‘em off Cap’ins turf before they do that, yanno? *he smiles slightly* An’ besides, they wont be messin’ with you anymore when we send ‘em home with their tail between their legs. *he seems certain they’re going to win, even if he doesnt know how bad these guys really are* ‘sides, they cant be much worse than th’ Dogs. We got this.

#>benny boy #>pen from midtown

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