OMAR LITTLE Ayo, lesson here, Bey. You come at the king, you best not miss.

ILENE And what is your occupation?

OMAR LITTLE Occupation?

ILENE What exactly do you do for a living, Mr. Little?

OMAR LITTLE I rip and run.

ILENE You...

OMAR LITTLE I robs drug dealers.

ILENE And exactly how long has this been your occupation, Mr. Little?

OMAR LITTLE Well, I don't know exactly. I venture to say maybe 'bout eight or nine years.

ILENE Mr. Little, how does a man rob drug dealers for eight or nine years and live to tell about it?

OMAR LITTLE Day at a time, I suppose.

LEVY You are amoral, are you not? You are feeding off the violence and the despair of the drug trade. You're stealing from those who themselves are stealing the lifeblood from our city. You are a parasite who leeches off--

OMAR LITTLE Just like you, man.

LEVY --the culture of drugs... Excuse me, what?

OMAR LITTLE I got the shotgun. You got the briefcase. It's all in the game, though, right?

OMAR LITTLE A man gotta have a code.

OMAR LITTLE How you still alive yo'?

DONNIE They needed to send a message. (motions to Big Guy) Tell him.

BIG GUY They said 'Tell Omar he put his hand in the wrong pocket'.

DONNIE And you need to know, Marlo's dogs didn't let Butchie go easy.

OMAR LITTLE Oh, I'm gon' work them. Sweet Jesus, I'm gon' work them.

DONNIE I want in.

OMAR LITTLE Nah this one on me, yo'.

DONNIE But you don't know them people.

MAURICE 'MAURY' LEVY Why should we believe your testimony then? Why believe anything you say?

OMAR LITTLE That's up to y'all, really.

OMAR LITTLE How you expect to run with the wolves come night, when you spend all day sporting wit' the puppies?

OMAR LITTLE It ain't what you takin', it's who you takin' from, ya feel me? How you expect to run with the wolves come night when you spend all day sparring with the puppies?

OMAR LITTLE That wasn’t no attempted murder.

LEVY Then what was it, Mr. Little?

OMAR LITTLE I shot the boy Mike-Mike in his hind parts, that all. [jury members laugh] Fixed it up so he couldn’t sit right. [Judge Phelan chuckles]

LEVY Why’d you shoot Mike-Mike in his, um... hind parts, Mr. Little?

OMAR LITTLE Let’s say we had a disagreement.

LEVY A disagreement over?

OMAR LITTLE Well, you see, Mike-Mike thought he should keep that cocaine he was slingin’ and the money he was makin’ from slingin’ it. I thought otherwise.

OMAR LITTLE Shoot, the way y'all looking at things, ain't no victim to even speak on.

DET. WILLIAM 'BUNK' MORELAND Bullshit, boy. No victim? I just came from Tosha's people, remember? All this death, you don't think it ripples out? You don't even know what the fuck I'm talking about. I was a few years ahead of you at Edmondson, but I know you remember the neighborhood, how it was. We had some bad boys, for real. Wasn't about guns so much as knowing what to do with your hands. Those boys could really rack. My father had me on the straight, but like any young man, I wanted to be hard too, so I'd turn up at all the house parties where the tough boys hung. Shit, they knew I wasn't one of them. Them hard cases would come up to me and say, "Go home, schoolboy, you don't belong here." Didn't realize at the time what they were doing for me. As rough as that neighborhood could be, we had us a community. Nobody, no victim, who didn't matter. And now all we got is bodies, and predatory motherfuckers like you. And out where that girl fell, I saw kids acting like Omar, calling you by name, glorifying your ass. Makes me sick, motherfucker, how far we done fell.