Black Dynamite, you ain't got to worry about Gloria. She gonna be safe in here. I been...

Honey Bee: Black Dynamite, you ain't got to worry about Gloria. She gonna be safe in here. I been keeping the girls up on their kung fu like you told me to. Now, they find her up in here, we will fricassee they honky asses. Gloria: Dynamite, are you sure about this? Maybe we should call the police. Black Dynamite: No, Mama. You can bet your sweet ass and half a titty whoever put that hit on you already got the cops in their back pocket. You be cool, Mama. Bee here will keep you tight and out of sight. I'm gonna shake the tree from the roots and rake up the fruits, rip it up out of the ground, find out what's going down. Don't worry about tomorrow, Mama, because tonight... Euphoria: Dynamite's gonna make everything all right. Black Dynamite: Euphoria, shut the fuck up! I know that was you! I ain't even gotta look! I should send your ass back to Crenshaw Pete with his hot-ass coat hangers, bitch. Would you like that? [Euphoria shakes her head in fear and walks away. There is a long silence between Black Dynamite and Gloria] Gloria: Black Dynamite, I know that we just met, but somehow I feel that I can trust you. I'll be waiting here till you come to get me. [Kisses Black Dynamite] Gloria: Thank you for saving my life. Black Dynamite: You be cool, Little Mama. I'll be back before too long.