Haitian Cabbie:
Hey man. What's the matter with you? You a crackhead?
Chev Chelios:
Right... just step on it, alright?
Haitian Cabbie:
Hey, you not gonna die in my cab, crackhead.
[the HAITIAN CABBIE opens up his glove compartment and takes something out. CHEV'S eyes widen. A gun?]
Haitian Cabbie:
I got something for you.
[as the CABBIE turns around CHEV experiences a FLASH HALLUCINATION: The CABBIE'S face is painted like a PSYCHEDELIC VOODOO SKULL in GLOWING BLACK LIGHT PAINT. He is grinning crazily. CHEV flinches in horror, but just like that the CABBIE is back to normal. He hands CHEV a vial of liquid]
Haitian Cabbie:
You drink this Haitian shit, crackhead. This right here is some hardcore shit. Made from plant shit.
Chev Chelios:
[laughing]
Nice.
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