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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? ♪

After I copped a plea,
they told me Club Fed is full,

so they would be sending me
to medium security: Otisville.

Either of you guys
want an espresso maker?

- I’ll have it.
- I’ll take it.

Sorry, boychick, I forgot
that Cam is hooking me up.

Did you talk to Rene
about sitting down with me?

I thought you were kidding
about that.

What do you wanna
talk to Rene for?

Because I’m freaked
the fuck out.

They have gangs
in medium security.

I have to talk to Rene
about protection.

I’ll hook it up with Rene.

You’ll be good.
He knows people inside.

Thank you.

Hey, want me to hold on
to this for you?

No, I don’t.
That’s my bubbe’s.

Excuse me.

Where’s-- where’s Debbie?

She called in sick today.

Did she say
what was going on?

Nah. We didn’t get into it.

Yeah. Hey, Steve!
How you doing?

- Are you a drug dealer, Rene?
- What?

What? Wait, wait.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I can’t be in business
with drug dealers.

Why? You on parole too?

I’m a recovering addict.

Oh, you see, bro,

that’s a beautiful thing
right there, man.

I’m really happy for you.

Keep doing it.

Yeah, what is this rumor

about Rasta Monsta being a front
for weed spray?

Well, who’s saying
these rumors, man?

Some shakedown artist?

You know, I resent these kind
of implications.

All right, well, I’m going
to have to do a little research

- and I’ll get back to you.
- Fine.

You do that.
Do whatever you gotta do.

I got nothing to hide.

All right, good,

because I’m ready to place
that order for all 32 stores.

What?

I’m taking my top five skaters
across the country.

I want to bring
Rasta Monsta with me.

That is, if you’re not
a drug front.

I’m not a drug front, Steve.

So let me just
get this straight.

- Okay.
- You pitched me a story.

- Yeah.
- I said no.

And then you went ahead
and wrote it anyway.

I know, and I understand
your confusion on that.

I’m sorry, my confusion?

Yeah. When you hired me,
you know, you made it very clear

that you were excited to see
what I was going to bring

- to the "Biscuit" brand.
- Absolutely. I said that.

And you were like, "Rachel,
you’re hip. We need hip."

- Said it. Meant it.
- And I was talking to you

about how I was going to, like,

veer away from the strictly
mommy stuff, you know,

like, how to get your kid
to love kale

and how to pick
the perfect tongs.

Oh, you know, I have to say,
we got a lot of letters

about that tongs piece.

Our readers found it
helpful.

You put that piece out there,

and then you’re
all of a sudden

putting this tremendous pressure
on your readers

to conform to this thing
that is unattainable.

You know, then you’re opening
and reading these magazines,

and you’re feeling this wave
of anxiety.

Hmm.

You know what, Rach?

I’m not sure
this is gonna work out.

But, Robin, rest assured
I am going to nail it when I--

when I do the-- the catering
piece on the edibles.

Noshables.
Don’t bother.

But I do need you to go see
Karen Bender in Legal.

Oh, okay.

She’s gonna tell you
that you’re fired.

Cute shoes. She’s down on three.

You sure this is
the right address?

Yeah, he said third floor.

That’s very nice. I like it.

Welcome. Come on in.

So, what do you guys think?

I might lease
the whole building.

- Really?
- Yeah.

If I can get this idiot landlord
to come down on the price

and rewire the electric.

Fifteen years in the country,
no English. Watch.

Pathetic.

Anyway, you know me.

I’m all about potential.

Definitely has potential.

Cool. I’m glad you guys like it.
So big day.

Looks good.

Wait, is this Japanese cotton?

Yeah, it’s close enough.
So we have some good news.

I spoke to my friend Keith
who owns Braeden’s.

- They love our hoodie.
- Braeden’s?

Huge mid-Atlantic
sportswear chain.

They are thinking of ordering
and, if they do,

twice the size of Gadzooks.

What?

See how important it is
to have strong partners?

And, in the spirit
of partnership,

I had a sick idea
last night

that I wanted to pitch you.

- Okay.
- Okay. Hold on.

- Is it ready?
- Yes.

Okay, come on.

Crisp by Yosi.

What do you think?

See, I was just fooling around
with the artwork.

Huh? It will need
your magic touch, Ben.

Once we drill down
on the logo,

we can sell two million of these
worldwide easily.

License me Crisp
for five years.

I’ll give you 12% license fee,
which is generous,

and teach you
the business.

Wait, slow down. What?

Let me run this thing.

I’ll put you in here,
build you each an office.

You’ll make the designs.

Cam will learn sales.

You’ll work for me.

We’ll kill it.

Yosi, are you
fucking with us?

Work for you?
"Crisp by Yosi"?

That’s not
what we discussed.

For all that I’m about
to do for you two,

seems only fair, huh?

All right, so is this like
a deal-breaker for you?

It’s a deal-breaker for me.

"Crisp by Yosi." Is he kidding?
Hell fucking no.

This is why we have a rep,
to deal with this bullshit.

You mean Yosi’s wife?
Excuse me.

Exactly.

So you know he’s going
to listen to her.

I’m not working
for that guy.

I get it. Nancy is gonna
have to fix it.

No question.

You really trust her.

Yeah, I do.

I’m going to go talk
to Rene for Kappo.

Hey, don’t worry, all right?
We’re going to figure out.

Nancy will talk him
out of it.

Stop stressing.

Don’t bullshit,
because we know where you live.

- We know where you at.
- A’ight.

Good news.

Whiteboy Chi Chi,
he doesn’t know anything

about the Rasta Monsta
weed spray.

Since when do you trust
Whiteboy Chi Chi?

He’s a fucking thief,
that guy.

Exactly. If anyone was seeing
any action with a weed spray,

that lowlife would’ve
robbed him already.

What are you,
fucking Matlock now?

Yo, take me
to my grandmother’s house,

then I want
you to go uptown,

talk to Sisto,
see what you can find out,

what he knows,
all right?

Eddie, I can’t risk this.

Hi.

I’m sorry I kept you waiting.

Okay. So Yosi,
he’s out of his mind.

we need to find a new
manufacturer immediately.

Okay.

You got that kind
of money for production?

And what are we supposed
to tell Christen and Kirsten?

They really insisted.

Well, did he tell you
about Crisp by Yosi?

Yeah. You don’t like the name?

Are you kidding me?
You do?

Yeah. I mean, I got to admit,
sounds like a big brand to me.

Does he know about us?

Is this like some sort
of revenge thing going on here?

- No.
- Just tell me.

Oh, my God, Ben,
are you crazy?

No, Yosi is completely
oblivious.

I could fuck you right there
in front of him

and he still wouldn’t notice,
believe me.

Okay, then why is he doing this?

Maybe because he’s been
a behind-the-scenes guy

his entire life,

and now that
he’s turning 50

he wants just a little
recognition.

- Can you blame him?
- Off our ideas? Yeah, I can.

He is really fucking good
at what he does.

You want my two cents
for whatever it’s worth?

License Crisp to Yosi.

Do you have our back?

Listen, I know, this feels
really weird right now.

Yeah.

But as soon as those checks
start coming in,

you’re going to feel
a lot differently.

- Trust me.
- It’s not about the money.

Yeah? Well, it should be.
This is a business.

Ben, do you know
how many new brands

I see crash and burn
every day?

You are being handed
the keys to the kingdom.

Don’t you think
that comes at a price?

Listen, it’s your choice.

Just don’t overthink it.

And don’t let Cam
push you around on this.

What?

I just want you to think
about what you really want.

I gotta go.

- Really?
- Really.

You look so fucking cute
when you’re all stressed out.

Okay.

How quiet do you think
we could be?

I’ve got ten minutes.

You are so fucking bad.

You love it.
I’ve never done this before.

Never?

Look, I appreciate
all your time on this,

but don’t tell your mom
to, like, run out

and buy the new issue
of "Biscuit",

because the article is not
running, so here it is.

Sorry.

What else can you do
except grab your balls

and hope the world accepts
you for who you are, right?

I mean, I can’t do that,
but, yeah.

I got an idea that might
actually make you feel better.

I’m not getting
another tattoo.

No. No tattoos.

Mushrooms de magica,

grown right here in a pile
of shit in my backyard.

Whaddya say?

Let’s ride the snake
to the lake.

Holy shit.

What? What’s the matter?
What’s wrong?

It’s Crisp.

What is Crisp?

It’s my friend
Ben’s company.

Taking over
the fucking world.

I’m so fucking proud
of that dude.

Oh, my God.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Oh, God, do you know
about the mole people

who live beneath the city?

It’s, like, straight Narnia
down there, man.

- Careful.
- They live in darkness.

Hey, you know what
we should do?

Wait, don’t.

Let me try
to read your mind.

We should shvitz.

Did you just say that
out loud,

- or did I just read your mind?

- That’s so good!
- Okay, follow me.

Okay.

It’ll take five minutes
out of your day.

Kappo’s a good dude.

I gotta help him.

He’s gonna get killed
in there.

He should have thought about
that before insider trading.

Hola, mijo. You hungry?

Sí.

I made spaghetti.

You like spaghetti.

I gotta ask you
a very serious question.

You ever see this before?

What’s this?
Rasta Monsta perfume?

Huh? You made perfume, Rene?

No, no, no! Ma, no.

Mm, that’s no good.

Changing my blouse.

- Take a shower, abuela.
- I smell like a skunk.

It’s not perfume, dumbass.

It’s liquid marijuana.

Some puto out there is using
my copyrighted label

to sell that shit.

What, there’s drugs
in there?

There’s these Jamaicans
telling me

they’re selling that out there
in the street, man.

So is there something
maybe you wanna tell me

- that I don’t know?
- What? No, nothing.

You know what would happen

if the police suspected drugs
associated with my business?

There’s no telling what
they would dig up on me.

Or you.

See, Petra, because
you’re from Germany,

you’d be like a Doberman.

Sleek, smart,
with a propensity to kill.

I mean, you’re both
fucking foxes, so what am I--

We gotta talk now.

Excuse me.

How did those little bottles
end up on the streets?

Man, it was brand loyalty.
Not my fault.

I mean, those kids were fiending
for Rasta Monsta minis.

As soon as I changed the name
to Smoka-Cola,

- nobody wanted the shit.
- Rene knows about them.

Oh, shit. Seriously?

I mean, look, man,
I know we spoke about it.

Not for nothing, but I thought
he would be amused by it.

Kind of like an homage.

Homage?

You don’t get it.

How many did you make?

To be honest?

Enough to get the entire
N.Y.U. class of 2012 stoned.

For a month.

Fuck.

This is awesome, right?

Just breathe.
Just feel it.

Sweat out all impurities.

Heat feels really good, right?

No, it feels like
I’m cooking.

I’m like--

I’m like a lady sausage
boiling.

What the fuck is up, Tim?

Hey, Heathe.

What’s up? You--

- You remember Rachel, right?
- Why are you with her?

- Hey.
- You said she was done
writing her article,

so you can’t tell me
this is research.

Heather, it’s Rachel.
It’s so good to see you again.

She just came by
to drop off the article.

- That’s why we came here.
- I just dropped it off.

We didn’t have
anywhere else to go.

Well, whatever this is,
it’s inappropriate.

You’re right. I mean,
if you were with my boyfriend,

like, ’shrooming half-naked
at a shvitz, like,

- that would be crazy.
- You guys are ’shrooming?

- What?
- Yeah.

- Ow! Ow! Why? Why?
- Use your words.

Get off me, freak.

Heather, come on. Fucking wait.
I fucking love you, all right?

She’s just some girl
I felt sorry for.

Can I get some ketchup?

Come on,
I got some frites.

How’d it go?

Okay, so I talked to Nancy.

She thinks we should do
the licensing deal.

Of course she does.

I don’t trust
either one of them.

I say it’s time to part ways
with Mr. and Mrs. Shady.

Okay, that’s fine.
We can end things with Yosi.

But just know
that if we do that,

the Gadzooks deal goes away
and we got nothing.

Why? They want Crisp hoodies.

They don’t want
Crisp by Yosi hoodies, right?

Maybe, but--

All right, how are we going
to deliver without Yosi?

We don’t have any
manufacturing relationships.

We don’t have investors.
We don’t even have time.

- I might know an investor.
- Who?

Let me do what I do.

I don’t wanna know.

Listen, you call
Christen and Kirsten

And let them know we might
need a little extension.

Holy shit.

It’s a shame Rene is making us
get this shit off the streets.

The streets
of New York, yeah,

But he didn’t say anything
about New England.

You remember my boy
Andre Vippolis?

Yeah. Philly dude, right?

Yes. Now he’s up at UMass.

28-year-old freshman,

and the biggest stoner
you’ll ever meet.

But listen,

he told me Damian Marley’s
performing this weekend.

So Andre will buy
all the sprays.

Look, man, I don’t know
about trafficking that shit

across state lines.

I mean, you can get hard
time for that.

And a nigga like me is just
too pretty for prison, so...

Come on, come on, man.

Easy money,

and a college road trip
rolled into one.

And I know how you like
those sorority girls.

All right.

Damn it, I’m in.

That’s what’s up.

And, listen, I’m gonna need to
borrow your half of the profits

to manufacture
Crisp hoodies, okay?

Cool.

Hey, hey, hey,
what are you doing?

Don’t play with the soup, huh?

- No, I was ladling it.
- You have to pay first.

Sorry.

- Here.
- $3.22.

Wait, this isn’t--

Fuck. Fuck.

I left my--

I left my bag
at the thing.

Three dollar,
twenty-two cent.

Okay, yeah.

Take a penny.

Can you just, like,
spot me on this?

Like, I’m like--
I’ll totally come back tomorrow.

- I’ll give you, like, double.
- No!

Please, because, listen,
I smashed my head--

No. You spending the money
on the drugs,

and you want me
to give you food for free?

No, me come back tomorrow.

Yeah, yeah. Get out.
I call the police, 30 seconds.

This is, like, what’s wrong
with the community in New York.

I mean, what’s wrong with me
that I don’t deserve this soup?

For like what, because I don’t
have three dollars?

I’m sorry, man, but fuck
this soup and fuck you.

- Like, fuck you.
- No, fuck you.

- No, fuck you.
- You goddamn.

- I said "fuck you" first.
- You fuck!

No, you fuck!

To be honest with you,

I never even saw it coming.

Next thing I know,
the guy shanks me.

Blood all over the place.

And, my man,
that does not tickle.

For real.

And this-- this shanking

was completely unprovoked?

Yeah.

This young guy, you know,

he was trying
to prove himself.

But I had it taken care of,
right, Ed?

You sure did. Got his ass.

Let me ask you something.

You used to fight a lot
when you was a kid?

- Not so much, Rene, no.
- Ah, don’t worry about it.

You’re gonna be more popular
than I was when you in there.

They’re going to like you
a whole lot.

Whole lot.

Oy.

A whole lot.

Boss, tell me you didn’t
just see what I saw.

What?

What is that?

It’s the Rasta Monsta.

Where’d you get this from?

I got that from Domingo.
It’s all right.

Who the fuck is Domingo?

Cam’s partner, Domingo.

Cam’s partner?

Mm-hmm.

Cam’s fucking partner!

Okay.

Let’s go. Let’s go!

I can’t get ahold
of Kirsten or Christen.

Would you like
to leave a message?

Yeah yeah, Can you just tell him
that Ben from...

- ...Ben from Crisp called?
- Crisp? Cool.

We’re excited
about your hoodies.

I think you’re going to do
really well.

Yeah? Thanks.

- I’ll let them know.
- All right.

- Wilfredo.
- What’s the deal, Ben?

- What’s up, man?
What are you doing?
- How you been?

- You got a photo shoot?
- Yeah, man.

It’s a skateboard mag.
We’re doing a profile thing.

- That’s cool. How is it going?
- I’m straight, man.

You know, I’m alive,
back with my meds.

I’m skating for
Rasta Monsta now.

- Yeah, no, I heard. Congrats.
- Thank you.

- How’s that going?
- It ain’t the dopest
skate team in the world,

but at least I can afford to
take chick out for some burgers,

maybe even a little milkshake
if she’s lucky.

- I hear you.
- Wilfredo!

Wait up, dude.

Man, I got a second chance
at life.

I’m not gonna
fuck it up this time.

I’ll see you around.
I’m in the ’hood.

- Yeah, stay up.
- No doubt.

Fucking, Mikey.

Delivery.

Somebody order
a beatdown?

- Check the kitchen, man.
- You got it.

Only Cam would have a fucking
Viking stove in the projects.

It’s looking at me funny.

What? The stove?

Kill it.

Boss, he ain’t back there.

Where the fuck is he?

♪ I got you stuck
Off the realness ♪

♪ We be the infamous
You heard of us ♪

♪ Official Queensbridge
murderers ♪

Best knishes in New York.

- You know it.
- Save me some.

Got you, got you.

Ready to make this money?

Sorority girls!

Yes!

- Whoa!

Oh, shit.

Look at you,
racially profiling.

What is he doing?

Yo, man,
look at my bumper.

You need to learn
how to drive, homey.

- Me? You hit us!
- What the fuck are you doing?

Ask my man.

You want your
weed spray back?

Tell your boss come see the
East Flatbush Caribbean League

before we see the police.

Now put this shit
in the trunk.

Now.

What the fuck?

How are you feeling?

Came by your job today.

- Be honest with me, Rene.
- Mm-hmm.

Are you an asshole?

I’m not an asshole.

Can I count on you, Rene?

Debbie, we gone over this.

Do you love me?

Because I’m always very clear
with you about my feelings,

but you never really
communicate with me.

Come on, Debbie.
You don’t feel it?

I love you.

Papi, I do feel it.

And I’m pregnant.

What?

I was late.

I’m never late.

I went to see Dr. Riff
this morning,

and he said he heard
a strong heartbeat.

You serious?

Yeah.

And you sure that it’s mi--

I will smack you dead
in the face

if you ruin this joyous moment
with your ignorant question.

No, baby.

It’s a beautiful thing.

You really think so?

Hell yeah.

Yeah. Come here, baby.

Come here. Mmm, yeah.

Hey.

What happened?

I didn’t get
the money.

You okay?

Yeah, don’t worry
about that.

Hey, listen, man,

so I was thinking, right?

The money we can make
from Crisp by Yosi,

we just start our own brand.

Crisp is our own brand.

Yeah, but what
is Crisp really?

I’m not working for Yosi.

I don’t trust him.

Well, then tell me what to do,
because we’re out of options.

Is Nancy putting
you up to this?

Nobody’s putting me
up to anything.

This is business, okay?

Do you want half of something
or all of nothing?

I can’t work
for somebody else, Ben.

That’s not why
we started this.

- That wasn’t the plan.
- Yeah, well, the plans change.

I guess you can take
the boy out of Barneys,

but you can’t take Barneys
out of the boy.

What does that even mean?

There’re two kinds of people
in the world, all right?

Employees and employers.
And guess which one you are.

I’m the one who’s almost 30,
broke, with no health insurance.

Bro, join the fucking club.

But I’m not going to let Yosi
or anyone get over on us

because of it.

Look, we make this deal,

that is the start of something
very significant for us.

Ben, I know.

I’m out in the streets
trying to make it happen.

Yeah, how’s that
working out for you?

- Don’t be a dick.
- Don’t be a fucking idiot.

I know it’s not exactly
what we planned.

But I’m telling you,
we would be so fucking stupid

to pass this up.

Do whatever you wanna do
with Yosi and Nancy.

Just don’t call it Crisp.

And go fuck yourself
with that attitude.

Yeah, okay.

- Hello?
-
Hey, Ben, it’s Christen.

- And Kirsten!
- Hey, guys.

Sorry we’re calling back
so late.

We’re in San Diego for A.S.R.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

You’re not calling about
delivery issues, are you?

- No.
- Because we hate
delivery issues.

- Yeah.
- Everything’s great.

Just-- just checking in.

Awesome. Love it.

Yeah, everything’s
rolling along here.

Nancy was kind of brilliant

putting you guys together
with Yosi, huh?

Putting us together?

Nancy is a fucking
matchmaker.

Too bad she can never get me
laid when I come to town.

Wait, I thought Yosi
came from you guys.

No!

All we care about is
the sweatshirts get in on time.

I mean, to be honest,
Yosi’s kind of a rock star,

but he’s not the easiest
person to work with.

Okay, is that it, sweetie?

We have to get going
to Benihana

with these hottie
Australian surfers.

- Awesome.
- Bye, Ben!

- Bye, guys.
- San Diego!

♪ Sooner or later ♪

-
-

♪ I bet you would’ve
Paid up ♪

-
-

♪ You couldn’t
See her leaving ♪

-
-

-
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♪ I bet you would’ve
Paid up ♪