You know what I like? I like seeing dumb ass crack dealers panicing. You know, the same way parents panic when their son tells them to go to hell and let them live their own life. The same way a wife panics when her husband comes home all twisted up from crack after spending the diaper money on a hit.
I like to see that panic, fear, uncertainty in the eyes of a death merchant just before they hit the road.
Be nice? Play fair? Yeah right.