Primo (energized by a cocaine rush):
It seems like I'm full of shit when I say things like that, cause I don't support my kid, but that's because, I...right now, I'm not supporting my son, but...
(mellowing on a heroin ebb) Matter of fact, you know last weekend, when we were talking one time about the last time we had cried, that's the last time I teared, was last weekend. I was thinking about my little nigga'. I was supposed to keep him for the weekend, but I called too late. I fucked up. It was a hassle.
(perking up again) Matter of fact, I remember my father once saying to my mother that he used to cry, because he misses me, because I'm his only son.
But I want Papito to come here, so he can see what I'm all about. But I think the best thing for him...
(mumbling confusedly)I don't know, man. I don't know..."
