Kat and Veronica's father

Vera : The not-so-nice lady told you to get lost, homes.

Jarrod : I know she did, but she needs to talk to me.

Vera : How about I talk to you, sport?

Jarrod : Man, I just need to see my kid.

Vera : Your kid?

Jarrod : Veronica. My daughter.

(Kat arrives)

Kat : I got it. I said I got it.

(Vera leaves)

Kat : I told you... we're done talking about this.

Jarrod : I'm not the same person as I was. No drugs, no playing around. I got my act together on the inside.

Kat : Good for you.

Jarrod : She even know about me?

Kat : What should I say? Dad's in prison. Ex-banger thug?

Jarrod : Kat, you act like you're better than me. You forgot how we met?

Kat : I was doing my job.

Jarrod : Oh. That's what you tell yourself, huh?

Kat : I've made a life for me and her, and it works. We got it down. That's all she needs.

Jarrod : You sure about that? I leave Philly in a week. Get away from all the elements. Make sure I stay on track. Before I go... I'd like to meet my daughter.

Kat : I said no. And don't come back here again or I'll have your sorry ass thrown back in jail.