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♪ I need a dollar, dollar ♪

♪ A dollar
That’s what I need ♪

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♪ Dollar, a dollar
That’s what I need ♪

♪ Said I need a dollar
Dollar ♪

♪ A dollar
That’s what I need ♪

♪ And if I share with you
My story ♪

♪ Would you share
Your dollar with me? ♪

♪ Well, I don’t know if
I’m walking on solid ground ♪

♪ And all I want
Is for someone ♪

♪ A dollar
That’s what I need ♪

♪ And if I share with you
My story ♪

♪ Would you share
Your dollar with me? ♪

I washed it.

Mira.

In case you have
to wear it today.

Thank you, Grandma.

Sí.

Are you sneaking out?

What? Oh, God. No.

- Sorry if I woke you.
- It’s fine.

I’d offer you some coffee,
but the pot broke.

Oh, really?

The vintage Joe DiMaggio
Mr. Coffee?

- Mm-hmm.
- Oh, man. Sorry.

You loved that thing.

Yeah, I did,
until it shattered

and almost took a finger.

- That sucks.
- Yeah.

Shit happens.

Yeah. It does.

So...

- ...it was good seeing you.
- Yup.

It was good
to see you too.

- Okay.
- Bye.

Hey.

How are you feeling today?

- Been better. You?
- All good.

We need to talk to the cops and
see what they got on the truck,

so meet me at the
police station, a’ight?

Hurry up, I don’t got time
to fuck around.

Whoa, whoa, who is this?

What have you done
with my friend Cam?

Your friend Cam is now
a slave to his cousin Rene,

so you know what that means.

What the hell
is a Rasta Monsta, anyway?

- It’s an energy drink.
- Never heard of it.

That was the point
of the truck.

Right. It says here
it’s been insured

as a work of art.

It was?

Apparently it had a mural
of a skeleton with dreadlocks

getting pulled by a team
of angry pit bulls. Lovely.

So nobody you interviewed
outside the diner saw anything?

Nope. They never do.

These cops need to step it up.

My tax dollars
pay for their salary.

What?

Your tax dollars.
But still.

Well, one of us needs
to call Haraki

and tell him we’re not
delivering the T-shirts today.

Ben, the day
still isn’t over.

Either way, it’s not going
to happen today.

No way.

Yeah, I guess the right thing
to do is cancel

and keep the relationship good
and open for the future, right?

Yeah. I mean, that’s a better
look for Crisp

than just flaking completely,
you know?

I’ll call Haraki
and I’ll tell him.

All right. Well, let me
buy you breakfast first.

- I can’t.
- What?

I gotta work.

Good morning, gorgeous.

Good morning, Edie.

Is this a happy call
or a sad call?

Are you available
to meet me at the hotel?

- Yes, I am.
- Okay.

So see you there in,
like, an hour?

There’s a bonus in this for you, sweetie.

Bye, Edie.

How much for a billboard
on Houston?

Are you fucking
kidding me, man?

That’s a lot of fucking money, bro.

Shit, for $200
and a bag of weed,

I can hire this hood rat
that lives in my building

who’ll climb up, you know,
paint a nice mural, man,

right on top
of the Calvin Klein ad.

You think that’d make
the company look too ghetto?

Oh, fuck.

Yeah, you’re probably right.

Will you please hold on
a second?

What the fuck is this, bro?

I said egg whites,
not egg yellows.

- Are you fucking color-blind?
- They’re egg beaters.

They lady said egg beaters are
the same thing as egg whites.

It’s not the same thing.

Look, can you learn
to follow directions

before I turn into
a Cam beater?

Mm-hmm.

I’m-- I’m so sorry.

Yeah, my little cousin
just started working for me.

He’s half retarded.

Hello.

Hey, how you doing, man?
It’s Cam Calderon from Crisp.

I thought you were coming
to deliver last night.
What happened to you?

Well, we had a little problem
with the shipping on our end.

Oh, I hope the problem
is cleared up.

Are you bringing me
my shirts today?

Of course we are.
Yeah.

Yeah, you’ll have them
by tonight.

If your shirts sell
like I think they can,

I want to back up the order
with some hooded sweatshirts.

We can do that. We’re already
working on some hoodies,

so that’s perfect.

- Just let me know how many.
- Good.

My assistant will call you soon
to tell you where to drop off.

Thank you, Haraki.

Who steals a delivery truck
like that?

That’s, like, some serious
crackhead shit.

- I think Cam and I are cursed.
- Shut up. You’re not cursed.

- Stop.
- Well, we’re not blessed.

Did I ever tell you
the story about my uncle Julius?

- No, I don’t think you did.
- Aww, man.

He was the coolest dude
back in Cleveland.

Everybody loved him,
a’ight?

He’s got nine kids
and he drove the bus.

The dude was never not happy.

What happened to him?

He won $2 million
in the lottery,

and then got severely depressed,
all right?

Lost it all
within the year,

and now he’s back to driving
the bus, happy as hell.

- You lost me, man.
- All right, dude.
Let me just tell you.

Things come and go.

Money comes and goes.
T-shirts come and go.

Sometimes there’s greater forces
at work than we’re aware of.

Ya’ know what I mean?

You just got to roll
with those fucking punches.

You know?
Bob and weave.

Damn. You just got
really deep on me there.

You know, I get my philosophize
on every once in a while.

- Dropping gems.
- Love it.

- You know?
- I love it.

- Who is this? Hold on.

Hello?

Yeah, this is Ben.

What are you doing, huh?
Sit.

Oh, yeah, Haraki’s guy.
What’s up, man?

He told you what?

Yo, no personal calls
during work.

Jabar, let me
ask you a question.

What’s up with the truck?

What do you mean?

I mean with all the people
y’all know on the streets,

no one’s seen nothing.

Nope.

Then why are we not
looking for it?

We could find that shit
ourselves.

- You’re crazy.
- Come on, Jabar.

I know a dude like you
can make one phone call

and make that shit appear
like that.

I probably could,
but it wouldn’t matter anyway,

because we can’t put the damage
claim in before Monday anyway.

Damage claim?

What you talking about,
damage claim?

Don’t you mean stolen claim?

Lost, stolen, or damaged, man.
What do you care?

Because I care.

"Because I care"
is not an answer.

Because yesterday
when we left Union Square,

we went to go pick up
300 T-shirts

from this silkscreener
out in Brooklyn,

and the T-shirts were
in the truck when it was stolen.

Your shirts were in the truck?

Yeah. They’re supposed to be
on a plane to Tokyo tomorrow.

This is sad.

Yeah, I know.

Come on, Jabar.
I need a ride from somebody

who can see over
the steering wheel.

You stay and go back to work.

Come on.

- Grab my dog, yo.

- Ben.
- Why the fuck do I have
Haraki’s people calling me

about a drop-off tonight?
Did you not cancel?

- I might not have.
- Are you crazy? Why?

I have no idea,
but this shit ain’t over.

When I talked to Haraki
it was over,

but now it’s definitely
not over.

Whoa, whoa, Cam.
What are you talking about?

I think Rene stole
the Rasta Monsta truck.

- What?
- Jabar was talking
about filing a claim

for a truck
that’s still missing,

then Rene walked in and,
like, bailed him out.

The whole shit felt
mad suspicious.

Okay, look,

even if it’s true,

what could we possibly do
about it?

Go see Rene.

- With no proof?
- I know it in my bones, man.

All right?

All right.
Where are you?

- I’d love it. Ooh!

- Hi.
- Ten minutes late.
It’s not nice to keep the
boss waiting.

- I thought they’d teach you
something like that at Brown.
- Yeah.

I’m kidding.
I tried calling you last night.

Darren and I were having
a very titillating conversation

about the budget
for this place.

It might even involve
some purchasing trips

to some very exotic locales.

Wow. Well, that--
that sounds real nice.

That sounds very nice.

But I’m out.

Out where?

Out of here.

What are you talking about?

I’m not doing this hotel.

I’m not.
Darren, thanks for the offer,

really, but this is just not
how I like to get new business.

With that said,
you should hire Edie.

She’s going to be
an incredible asset to you.

But, Rachel,
you work for me.

So if I’m doing it,
you’re doing it.

Actually, I’m not working
for you anymore, because I quit.

I quit Edie Weitz Designs.

- Slow down, please.
- I’m cool. I’m cool.

No, you’re completely
losing it.

Maybe. Maybe.

Or maybe for the first time
in a really long while,

I’m finally getting it.

Wait.

What does this mean
for us? I mean--

Darren, I don’t know if there’s
an us anymore. I’m just...

I’m not into your whole...

- "I don’t take no
for an answer" thing.
- Okay, we can work on that.

Ben and I slept together
last night.

What?

So there’s that.

Um...

All right.

Good talk.

- How’s that?
- Go up. Try more up.

Eddie, up more on your side, please.

I’m going as
high as I can, boss.

Bullshit. Stretch. Come on, man.

Oh, hey.
How are you doing?

I can’t thank you enough
for this.

It’s a truly charitable
contribution.

You’re welcome, Father.

It’s the least I can do.

Are you okay?

Yeah, of course. Why?

Well, you seem troubled.

Is there someplace we could talk
in private real fast?

Yeah, you want to go
in the chapel?

I mean someplace
not so close to God.

- God is everywhere, Rene.
- Yeah, I know.

But he’s freaking me out
in here right now.

Come on, let’s go out front.

- That’s fair enough.
- Thank you.

The stress of running
a business is no joke, Father.

You’re strong enough
to do this, Rene.

Yeah, I know,
but I still get my urges.

Urges. Urges are normal,
for all of us.

Yeah, but mine are criminal.
Even violent sometimes.

Rene, here’s something
a smart man

once shared with me
that helped.

Maybe it’ll work for you.

I mean, please.

Whenever you get an evil
or impure impulse,

close your eyes,
take a deep breath

and then you imagine yourself
taking the elevator down

to the basement
of your soul

where that angry
part of you lives.

And you confront it.

You look the angry Rene
right in the eye

and you just smile.

That work for you?

Yeah, and it can work
for you too.

I don’t know, Father.

I guess I could try
reasoning with him.

I don’t know.

I just made a five-hour
playlist and packed some snacks.

Wow.

What do you know
about bacon-wrapped figs

stuffed with Parmesan?

I know bacon
makes everything better.

Where’s all your stuff?

Yeah, I need to talk to you.

You’re not coming.

Yeah, look, I’m sorry.
Something just came up.

Look, Ben, if you’re
uncomfortable, I get it.

- No.
- You don’t have to make up--

Julie, honestly, it has nothing
to do with you, okay?

I was really looking forward
to going,

but Cam’s about to do
something crazy,

and if I’m not there with him,

the thing could get totally
out of hand.

Are you guys going to be okay?

Yeah, yeah. But are you going
to be okay driving alone?

Look, Ben, I once drove
from Jersey to Florida by myself

to see a Radiohead concert.

Baltimore will be no sweat.

- You sure?
- I’ll be fine.

Got a few Rasta Monstas for me?

Boss, your cousin
and his friend showed up.

Yo, it’s Saturday night.

I thought you two guys
would be

wining and dining
each other somewhere.

- How you doing, Rene?
- What’s going on, coz?

No idea. You tell me.

Well, we think that you
may have accidentally

come across our T-shirts.

How could I accidentally
come across those?

I don’t know.
Honestly, I don’t want to know.

But we need those shirts
back tonight, because they’re
supposed to ship out tomorrow.

You know, I don’t know what
the fuck you’re talking
about right now, Ben.

And honestly, I’m a little
insulted by the implication.

That is the exact opposite
of what we came here to do.

We did not want to insult you
or any of you guys.

We just want our shirts back

and we will be
out of your way forever.

Boys, you know what
you’re saying to me right now?

You’re saying that I,
a two-time felon,

have potentially committed
my third strike

for some sort of fraud.

You think I want to go
back to jail, man?

You think I would do something
dumb like that? Come on.

Rene, I’m not a snitch.
Cam’s not a snitch.

Obviously, those shirts
are a big enough deal

for us to even bother you
about it.

We just want them back.

And whether or not you stole
a truck or not,

that is not our business.

But the shirts inside
that truck are.

Are you finished?

Yeah.

Just give us back
our fucking shirts!

We all know you boosted
that truck!

- Fucking thief.
- Whoa.

Shit.

What the fuck did you
just say to me?

You heard me!

Oh.

I’m going to give you
a pass tonight,

because I know what those shirts
meant to you.

But after tonight,

I never, ever want to hear
about your shirts

or my truck again.

You got me?

Yeah, I got it.

But you got to understand, coz,

those shirts are all I got.

Why don’t you two
get out of my office

before I change my mind
and beat you senseless

for wasting my time.

You guys are bringing me down.
Seriously.

I already doubled my Zoloft
intake for today.

Do you have any more on you?

You are gonna be fine.
Both of you.

- Will we?
- Yes.

We blew our fucking deal
with Haraki.

He was actually feeling
our shirts.

And there’s also the matter
of your investment, David,

Which we also lost.

- Okay, well, Ben,

in ’08 I lost $685 million.

I was bundling
mortgage-backed securities

like they were sardines
in a can.

- Damn.
- Yeah.

But it’s all good,

because I’m making it back

little by little,
million by million.

The secret is not
to get rich quick.

The secret is to get rich slow,

and you appreciate it.

Pfft.

We couldn’t get rich any slower
if we tried.

Guys, you need to have faith
in yourselves.

I do.

Crisp is going to bounce back.

We always will.
Right?

- "We" will?
- Yes, we will.

- Come on, clinky-clink.

Crispy-crisp.
Barkeep, three shots.

Tres generaciones, por favor.

Huh?

The last shot,
then I’m going home.

Hey, Wilfredo!

Yo, Wilfredo.

Hey, man.

What’s up? You good?

Yeah, man.
What the hell happened to you?

I tried calling you.
I came to your house.

You never came by my house.

Wilfredo, I came by many times.
You saw me and hid.

Yo, was Khalid
and them dudes there?

Them guys is really trying
to kill me.

I-- I don’t know
how Khalid is, man.

Yeah, whatever, Donald.

Donald? No. Ben.

Your friend, Ben Epstein?

Oh, shit!
What’s up, Ben?

- Hey, man.
- What’s up?

No, I was just
looking for you.

I wanted to talk to you
about those decks.

Look, I’m sorry if I let you
down at all, you know?

What decks?

Your decks.

The Wilfredo Gomez decks.

Oh, shit.

Yeah, the giraffe,
the elephant.

Oh, that skateboard
was sick.

- So you liked it then?
- I loved it. It was beautiful.

I wanted to ride
that skateboard.

- Yeah.
- I wanted to really ride it.

But you know
what happened to it?

I let my brother ride it,

and he just straight-up
bounced with it.

He bounced with it, huh?

Yo, Donald.

- Yeah?
- Don’t trust nobody, Donald.

For real.
Not even Mickey.

- Yo, what the--?

It’s the Tooth Fairy coming
to knock your teeth out.

See you outside,
two minutes.

Okay?

Put your clothes on.

♪ Love, love is the answer ♪

-
-

♪ So easy to find ♪

You’re getting me
a little nervous, coz.

What are we doing out here?

♪ Look to your soul ♪

♪ And open your mind ♪

I knew it.
I knew you took it.

Yay for Cam,
little private dick.

Why? Why did you do it?

Because that truck
is an expensive piece of art.

I got it cheap.

And art insurance pays
for damaged art

faster than it does
for stolen art, so, you know.

Still, I don’t get it.
I thought you loved that truck.

Oh, of course I do.

But like you,
I also had to get a loan

to get my business started.

And I owe,
just like you.

A lot of money.

So were the T-shirts
in the truck?

They were.

Rene, can I please
get them back?

You know I’m not going
to say nothing.

You can trust me.
I’m your cousin.

With my past,
I can’t trust nobody.

Come on, man. Let’s go.

But I do want you to succeed,
cousin.

You know, I was really impressed
when I seen what you did

with those shirts.

It made me think you and your
boyfriend have some talents.

You know, too bad
you don’t make them in XXXL.

These dudes love them.

I want those T-shirts
to be the start

of a successful,
legitimate business for you.

- You do?
- Yeah.

But before that can happen,
I need you to do something.

It is what it is, papo.

I go down, you go down.

♪ Look over yonder ♪

♪ What do you see? ♪

♪ The sun is a-rising ♪

♪ Most definitely ♪

♪ A new day is dawning ♪

♪ Ooh-hoo ♪

♪ People are changing ♪

♪ Ain’t it beautiful? ♪

♪ Ooh-hoo ♪

♪ Crystal blue persuasion ♪

Yeah.

♪ Better get ready ♪

♪ Going to see the light ♪

♪ Love, love is the answer ♪

♪ Ooh-hoo ♪

♪ And that’s all right ♪

What, you’re just gonna travel?

Until the money runs out, yeah.

Where to?

I don’t know. I’m going to paste
a map on my wall

and just throw a dart,
see where it lands.

And I’m going to be aiming
for Paris.

- Oh, obvious.

I know that’s one throw
you’re not going to miss.

That is correct.

What about you?
How’s-- how’s Crisp?

Crisp is good.

- Really?
- Yeah.

It’s really good.

So can I ask you
a question?

Please.

How were we
the other night?

- What?
- Never mind. Sorry.

The other night was--

It was...

It was a little off,
you know?

Yeah.

Maybe more than a little.

But it wasn’t always
like that.

- No.
- Right?

- Mm-mm.
- No.

Ben, I’m sorry if I made you
feel like I expected too much.

You didn’t.

All right.

Wherever that dart lands,

just be safe
and send me a postcard.

All right.

Come here.

Take care, Rach.

♪ Dial up my number now ♪

♪ Weaving it
Through the wire ♪

♪ Switch me on ♪

So how long have you guys
been doing this?

Long time.

Haraki doesn’t like to pay
international import tax

or wait on shipping.

I don’t blame him.

Much easier this way.

Gets to stores faster.
Customers too.

Only Customs have
little problem, so, shh.

I won’t say anything.
Promise.

It was a pleasure
doing business with you.

Thank you.

- Oh, you take it.
- If you don’t mind.

- No, you got it.
- I got it.

- The pleasure was all ours.
- Thank you.

Hey, you tell Haraki out of all
the retailers we deal with,

he’s our favorite.

- Okay.
- Thank you.

Yo, so, what are you going to do
with your half of the money?

Pay my rent first,
and then I don’t know.

I’m thinking we make
another pair of jeans.

Oh, hell, yeah.
We should definitely do that.

- But I was thinking...
- Uh-oh.

...we should make
a Crisp hoodie,

then take it
to Tokyo ourselves.

- Yeah?
- I’m serious.

Our time over there
is right now.

We got to be face-to-face
with our customers.

Promote, market,
politic it.

Get the Japanese buzz
buzzing.

I think this could be
something big, son.

Do you even have a passport,
Cam?

What? Not yet,
but I’ll get one.

Plus I know this dude that sells
airline miles for cheap.

Tell me the plan ain’t crazy.

It’s a crazy plan.

♪ There’s not pretending
It goes away ♪

♪ With every step
That you take ♪

♪ You pay your dues ♪

♪ And I ain’t lying ♪

♪ You got to struggle
To see the light ♪

♪ See the light ♪

♪ Because someone’s looking ♪

♪ To steal your right
To choose ♪

♪ And they don’t stop trying ♪

♪ It’s like a jungle
Outside the door ♪

♪ And it’s keeping you
So confused ♪

♪ Are you man enough? ♪

♪ Big and bad enough? ♪

♪ Are you gonna let them
Shoot your down? ♪

♪ When the evil flies ♪

♪ And your brother cries ♪

♪ Are you gonna be around? ♪

♪ Gotta keep your eye
On the passersby ♪

♪ Better watch your step ♪

♪ Because you never know
When the knife will go ♪

♪ And they ain’t missed yet ♪

♪ The strong survive
They stay alive ♪

♪ They’re always cool ♪

♪ But that they never teach you
In school ♪

♪ Are you man enough? ♪

♪ Big and bad enough? ♪

♪ Are you gonna let them
Shoot you down? ♪