Gang Member #1: Whatcha doin', Mister? Bill Foster: Nothing. Gang Member #1: Yes, you are, you're trespassing on private property. Bill Foster: Trespassing? Gang Member #2: You're loitering too, man. Gang Member #1: That's right, you're loitering too. Bill Foster: I didn't see any signs. Gang Member #1: [pointing at a piece of graffiti] Whatcha call that? Bill Foster: Graffiti? Gang Member #1: No, man. That's not fucking graffiti, that's a sign. Gang Member #2: He can't read it, man. Gang Member #1: I'll read it for you. It says this is fucking private property. No fucking trespassing. This means fucking you. Bill Foster: It says all that? Gang Member #1: Yeah! Bill Foster: Well, maybe if you wrote it in fucking English, I could fucking understand it.