[Howard Marks (Narrator)]: Now we've reached the hour of spliff politics. It's the time of the night when everyone knows who's got a spliff, and in which direction it's going. See Casey, in the hood? He doesn't know Herbie, the kid skimming up next to him. But to get a toke, he's got to start up some bullsh** conversation, and keep it going, until he gets pa**ed the spliff.
[Casey]: Smells, like, so bad to me. Can't afford a bit of solid.
[Marks]: Now look at Herbie's face. He knows what's up. He's just hoping Casey will run out of steam so that he can pa** the spliff to his mate, Felix. But Casey's determined to keep on going.
[Casey]: I grows my own sh**, too.
[Marks]: He's got to be clever, to get in there. Just a few more laps to go. Casey's doing well. He's using all his best anecdotes, and Herbie now seems quite engaged in the conversation. Felix is trying to get acknowledged.
[Felix]: Yeah, man. f**ing homegrown. ...homegrown.
[Casey]: Yeah, man, that homegrown sh**'s good, man.
[Marks]: But it's not working.
[Felix]: Aah, I just remembered, man. Millsy's coming down next week with some tie. Go out and hoof it, man.
[Marks]: Wow! Look at Casey's face! Now it looks like it's all been a waste of time and energy.
[Casey]: Millsy? Millsy from Routh?
[Herbie]: Yeah!
[Marks]: But he counters!
[Casey]: Oh, I knows Millsy from down Silhouette.
[Marks]: It's neck and neck here, at the last lap!
[girl]: Hello, my little space kitten.
[Herbie]: f**ing hell!
[girl]: Give us a toke on that.
[Marks]: Boomshanka! An interception! But that's always the chance you take....
[The dialogue in this song is sampled from a scene in the 1999 movie Human Traffic. The preceding is a transcription of that dialogue. The dialogue contains many slang words, which are maintained in the transcription, but proper grammar and punctuation are used for clarity.]