While waiting to join the PAPD, ex-solider Jim Davis has too much time on his hands. Tormented by the horros of war, he convinces his best friend Mike to relive their anarchic past. But Mike must deceive his girlfriend Sylvia to hang out with Jim and cruise the streets of South Los Angeles, a metling-pot of hard-drinking, drugs and gang warfare. Mike starts to find it increasingly difficult to deal with an on-the-edge Jim and together they spiral into an abyss of crime and violence that can lead to only one conclusion...

I see dumb people.

Point and shoot. Pop, pop - move on! You do not stop and think!

I'm a soldier of the apocalypse, man!

Now we know beer is only a phone call away.

You can 12-step off, bitch. You're dismissed.

Fuck you, God! You ain't got the fuckin' balls to take my ass!

It's good you're doing positive shit!

I wanna get fucked up.

Freeze, bitch! I'm gonna take that big ass of yours home!

Man, fuck the sticks! LA city's the shit!