Those crazy black folk, all you have to do is leave some drugs and guns lying around and they go buck wild!!!
Bereft of civilizing impulses, they.
- I need Malcolm. You're too Martin. Know what they did to him, they killed him. . .
- Didn't they kill Malcolm too?
- No, no, no, they say that. But ain't nobody seen the body since the funeral.
- That's how funerals work.