BAM! "Puñeta! Who the fuck spent all my food stamps, eh? I had four hundred fucking dollars on it yesterday, now this perra on the phone telling me I got a dollar and forty five fucking cents left? Sigan todos jugando conmigo! Call ya fatha' right now, 'cause I need my fucking money right fucking now! He don't do shit 'round here! Necesito mi puto dinero!" BAM! SLAM! BAM! Rio, Miles and Jefferson Morales all share a look at the dinner table. Miles starts, visibly wincing, "Well... our new neighbors seem... nice."