This film is about a young Chuck Norris.

This isn't the Dardenne's best film; I give that one to The Son or Rosetta.
That kid was tough as *beep* though.

He was just like "Dad don't like me? Alright, I'mma get with some gangstas and roll up on some fools. Watch me get this money. You don't want me to? I'mma stab yo ass in the arm. I don't wanna see no gay ass 3D film. Bat to the head, son! Bat to the head, son! You don't want this money? Cool, I'll take it back to its sorry ass owners then. U MAD SON?! Awwww *beep* I fell outta tree. Gimme a minute . . . . . caught me slippin'!"
*slowly pulls himself up, lazily dusts himself off*
"You have a concussion. You should . . . ."
"Man, shut yo punk ass up. Kid owt."
*throws peace sign whilst walking away*
"Keep the jeep ridin' biatch."

AND THE DUDE STRAIGHT UP RIDES OFF TO A BARBECUE ON A BIKE!
ON.A.BIKE!
HOLDIN' A *beep* BAG O' CHARCOAL WITH ONE HAND AND *beep*
LIKE THE GRINCH AND *beep*

That's the straight up most gangsta ass *beep* in the history of cinema.
And he ain't even in his tweensies!
He don't even pay bills!