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- Glad you decided to come, Maggie Sue.

The road's a lonely place.

The wife isn't much of a traveler.

The wife isn't a lot of things.

What if love has passed me by

Well, it's nothing to be afraid of.

It's just a part of plain old, everyday lovemaking.

I remember when the president said

it wasn't even sex, really, more like a form of greeting,

a show of affection between friends.

Son of bitch!

Jesus!

Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Shit.

Shit.

It's OK.

Don't try and move.

I'm gonna call for help.

Our father who does art in heaven,

deliver me from evil, with liberty and justice for all.

- The idea is that like attracts like.

Why it's called the law of attraction.

Focus on-- focus on positive things,

and you'll end up with positive results.

Focus on the negative, and you'll

end up with more of the same.

My recent illness, for instance, or this shithole

I'm living in, direct manifestation

of negative thought.

Thankfully, I put that awful disease behind me.

Soon, this dreary dump will be a thing of the past.

But I am grateful for all of it.

Wake up calls, really, to get me to change my doom and

gloom outlook and step into the light

of my own joyous prosperity.

That's the promise I made myself.

You, of all people, know I live up to the promises I make.

I want to thank you, Michael.

Without your encouragement, Norman might never

have shown his true colors.

Whining, pathetic man, angry and empty.

Still, I drew his negativity to me, I suppose.

Law of attraction.

You see how it works, Michael?

You willed bad things for me, but

you only brought on bad things for yourself,

just like that little sister of yours.

Well, I have a houseguest coming,

so it's time for you to go now.

Bon voyage, as they say.

- It must have hurt like a motherfucker.

- For a second, I thought you really were dead.

You have to commit if you want to sell it, my friend.

- You got some giant balls taking a hit like that.

- The Romantics are world renowned for their

testicular girth.

- 1,000 thank yous for what you did.

- Yeah, well, you saved my life.

Anyways, it was great being out with you guys.

Full moon.

Felt good.

- As well it should. - All right.

Cheers, boys.

- These are your people.

You're one of us.

Seeing as how this worked out so well,

I've got something else in the pipeline.

- No, I can't.

Miranda and Nadia are still out there.

- Understood.

I don't mean to push.

I totally get it.

- You're sure that no cops are going to come

looking for this truck?

- Not in a million years.

That is the beauty of thieving from thieves.

- 50 crates at 200 pounds per.

Flip it cheap to move it fast.

So conservatively, we're looking at right

around 1.2 million and change.

You fellas did good.

- Well, he was the brains behind the whole thing.

- But you, Peter, were a rock star.

- I'll store it here while you work a deal.

You're reaching out to our regular buyers.

- We've got it handled.

Who wants another beer?

- Did you see her?

- Briefly.

- I try to talk to her as often as I can,

but she moves around so much.

Sometimes I think things are harder for her

over there in the old country than she lets on.

How did she look?

- Peter, listen to me.

Your mother is well.

She misses you, but she's surrounded by family,

people who love her, too.

She told me to give you this, said you were expecting it.

- This belonged to my grandmother.

Thank you.

I know you went to a lot of trouble.

- Trouble is what our people live for.

- You, you OK, bro?

- Yeah.

Linda approves.

So do I. Now you have permission

to ask my cousin to marry you.

- OK.

I will make her a queen.

- You better treat her right, or I'll fucking kill you.

Welcome to the family.

- I'm getting absolutely nothing.

- All we can do is keep trying.

I had a case out in LA once.

Wife went missing, suspected homicide, and the family

brought in a clairvoyant.

Never did find the woman, but, man, I tell you,

that psychic, mad skills locating the client's wallet.

- Mm-hmm.

I have a special gift for divining assholes.

- Well, far be it for me to cast aspersions,

but when you're trafficking in the realm of the unseen,

there are those who might want to take advantage,

grifters and so forth.

Present company excepted, of course.

- I gotta go.

- All right. Thanks, D.

- Mm-hmm.

- OK, smart guy.

What do you got?

- Transcripts.

My interviews with every patient in Spivak's practice.

Unremarkable for anything out of the ordinary.

Traveled the world a little bit doing

some pro bono medical stuff, was not banging his nurse.

Better man than I am, real dime piece.

- What else?

- Spivak got his medical degree at Leipzig University

in Germany.

He studied immunology at the University. of--

- He's German?

- Beats me.

Traced him as far back as med school.

Dead ends there.

- Well, what about Mirinda's family?

- Father's deceased.

Tracked down the mother in Provo, Utah.

Hadn't spoken to her daughter in 10 years.

Contacted every morgue and hospital

up and down the East Coast.

No Jane Doe's matching the description.

Same with the baby.

- So basically, you show up here empty handed,

expecting to get paid.

- I put in the hours.

I get paid.

That's how it works.

- Sounds like a grift to me.

- You care so much about these folks.

I gotta ask.

Why me?

Why not go to the police?

- Police get involved, things get public.

- And you're looking to be discreet.

I understand.

This baby you got me searching for,

there's no birth certificate.

Technically speaking, it hasn't been born.

People hire me to find shit out, mostly,

where's the money, who's fucking who, so forth.

What is it that you're not telling

me about this kid, this girl?

I gotta know.

Otherwise, I can't do my job.

- This is all the information you need.

Keep digging on Spivak.

I expect results.

- Dr. Price, there's an anomaly.

- Anomaly?

That tells me nothing.

But it would be an anomaly, I suppose,

if you actually communicated meaningful information.

- The specimen is experiencing an excessive amount

of chromosomal deletion, which is causing it to--

- I know what it causes.

Did you try the, the--

Blinsky, you know what I asked you to do, the amniotic--

the, the thing, you know.

- Had no effect.

Did you get any sleep last night?

- That's no concern of yours.

How did this happen?

- I suspended the safety protocols, as you asked.

But the amount of growth hormone required--

- Creeping mother of Jesus, what are you trying to say?

- We should dispose of the specimen and start over.

- Give up, in other words.

I promoted you because I thought

you were a problem solver, and it turns out

you're just a gutless quitter.

- Dr. Price.

- What?

- Your meeting started 20 minutes ago.

- My meeting?

What meeting?

- The one I reminded you about an hour ago.

- Right.

Fix it.

We need to make this jury,

understand that there's absolutely

no correlation between our product

and the deaths caused by liver failure their lawsuit alleges.

- Apologies.

Urgent matter.

Continue.

- To do that, we need to take a long,

hard look at who these so-called victims actually are.

- You look like shit.

- You've inherited your mother's charm.

- Fuck you.

What have you found out?

- We're in process.

- I assume that's code for nothing.

You promised me you'd have answers.

- And I will.

It just takes a little patience.

Gentlemen, if there's anything

that you don't understand, perhaps you've missed,

I can help you through--

- Spare me the handjob, Ganz.

This poor people's march will save the company 100 mil

well and good, but I--

that is to say, I--

- Get out.

I said get out.

Go.

Leave us alone.

- What is he talking about?

- You really need to dial back on the caffeine

there, buddy boy.

- I'm nearly done mapping the genome from the skin sample

we found in Spivak's office.

- How long does it take?

It's been six weeks.

I thought you were a fucking genius.

- I am a fucking genius.

It took 13 years to map the human genome,

and I'm getting close.

- I want my kid back.

- Roman, I am trying to help you.

- I know.

I'm almost out of nutrient.

- There'll be a new batch ready this afternoon.

I have to get your sister ready.

- I swear, if this fucking hearing goes sideways,

I'm going to--

- We have to let this play out.

- I hate lorazepam.

Makes me feel like my brain's made out of chewing gum.

- It will help you relax.

There we go.

Big day today.

- It's really been six weeks.

- That's the nature of psychotic departures.

You were overwhelmed by traumatic events.

Your mind disconnected.

I was afraid you wouldn't come back.

- Last thing I remember was Priscilla.

So much blood.

- When that picture comes in your mind,

turn the channel until you find something far less painful.

The meds will help you do that.

- What did you do with her body?

- Shelly, it's better if you don't--

- Tell me.

- She was laid to rest under a beautiful oak

overlooking the river.

- Your eating tree.

Do I have to go back to live with her?

- Roman is doing his best to see that that doesn't happen.

- Can I just stay here?

- Nothing would make me happier,

but the courts would never allow it.

- I'm afraid, Uncle Johann.

- Don't be.

Your brother and I will be with you every step

of the way, whatever happens.

And these will help you keep those fears in check.

- It's my understanding that due to the lack

of credible evidence, that people wish to drop all charges

against MS Mr. Godfrey.

- We do, your honor.

- So ordered.

And as to the challenge of guardianship

filed by Roman Godfrey, the court

has found it without merit.

Young lady, would you approach the bench, please?

Ms. Godfrey, I'm releasing you into your mother's care.

Do you understand what I'm telling you?

- Yes, ma'am.

- I should warn you that even a legal finding of fact

won't make your troubles disappear.

And due to the notoriety of this case,

there may be individuals who harbor anger towards you.

However misguided, it is real and potentially dangerous.

I wish you the best of luck.

You're free to go.

- Thank you.

Come on, sweetie.

- We need to talk, now.

Don't think I don't know what your act is all about.

You can't wait to get your hands on her trust fund.

- Roman, this negativity, it's not good for your health.

- How long do you think she's going

to stay with you when she finds out you murdered Norman, huh?

- I have no idea what you're talking--

- Fuck you!

- Roman, calm down.

Your sister's mental state is extremely fragile.

Any trauma could induce a severe conversion reaction.

What does that even mean?

- If she goes over the edge again,

we may never get her back.

- I missed you so much.

You know I love you, right?

She's not your jailer, and this isn't forever.

I'm only a phone call away.

I'll make this right, I promise.

- Let's go home.

- Animals!

Pay no attention.

- So do we come clean and tell those Sherlock homeboy

what's up?

- You mean that our missing baby with telekinetic powers

was taken by a flying reptoid with a 30-foot wingspan,

who had been masquerading around

town as the family doctor?

Or do we start slow and whisper in his ear

that he's been living in a world of upirs and vargulfs

the whole time, and he didn't even know it?

Oh, but I'd leave out the spontaneous freak lactation.

That's too unbelievable.

- Even if we're just spinning our wheels with this guy,

we can't just not do anything.

- What if we never find them?

What if they're dead?

- Don't go there.

You can't think like that.

- I'm sorry.

- Tell me some good news.

- Destiny and Andreas are getting hitched.

- She--

- Yeah.

It feels right.

Do you mind if I crash at your place for a while,

give the lovebirds some space?

I mean, Cass, I Shay.

Don't wait around for me.

- Hey.

- It's not Versailles, but it's clean, relatively,

and it's temporary.

I need to get you one of those pill organizers with the days

of the week on it.

- Doesn't matter where we stay.

It's just a place to sleep.

- Well, that's very understanding of you, dear.

But once we get our finances sorted out,

we'll find the perfect spot where we can be

comfortable, just like before.

- And this one is to help you sleep.

- Makes me dizzy.

- You can't be dizzy when you're asleep.

I have a surprise for you.

- I don't like dresses.

They're just not me.

- Don't be silly.

I mean, you used to wear them all the time.

You look so pretty in this.

- Why do you hate Roman?

- I don't hate anyone, dear.

Certainly not your brother.

It's just that he is a very angry young man who

goes around blaming everyone else for the unhappiness

in his life.

He blames me especially.

The life he's building for himself has made him miserable

and alone, and I will not allow him to poison you.

- You don't understand him like I do.

- Oh, Shelly, dear, you are such a good and pure person

not to think badly of him.

But I will do everything in my power to protect you from him.

It's just us girls now, so we need

to look out for each other.

There's nothing to worry about, Darling.

Mother's here.

- Now release the abs and let them flow like water.

And now we're going to sway from side to side,

and side to side, side to side.

Yeah, that's it.

Side to side, side to side.

Side--

What are you doing here?

- A moment of happiness.

You and I, sitting on the veranda.

Apparently two, but one in soul.

We feel the flowing water of life

here, you and I, with the garden's beauty

and the birds singing.

The stars will be watching us, and

we will show them what it is to be a thin crescent moon.

You and I, and soft, will be together, indifferent to

idle speculation.

You and I.

- What are you doing?

- In one form upon this Earth, and in another form,

in a timeless sweet land.

Destiny Rumancek, will you be my wife?

- Yes.

Aw!

- Yes.

- Hello, Johann.

- How did you get in here?

- Have you lost a little weight?

- I'm calling security.

- Are you OK?

You don't look at all well.

- Trevor.

I'll have you turned over to the police,

prosecuted for trespassing.

- Oh, stop being so petty.

- You destroyed my life's work, nearly

killed Shelly in the process.

Trevor.

- I was very angry with you, but

I would like us to find a way to move past that.

- You are the most shameless doctor.

- There are agents.

- Where the hell have you been?

There is an intruder in my office.

- They have a warrant.

- What in Christ are you yammering about?

- Federal agents.

They're downstairs with a search warrant.

- I told them everything, Johann.

- No.

No.

No, no, no.

Carthago Delenda Est. Real world.

This is not a drill.

Download all files.

Close coded gatekeeper 47.

Load to external drives and wipe the system.

I'm sorry.

- The London stage was my everything.

Movies?

No interest.

And God save us all from that vicious life in California.

Oh, there you are.

Where did you run off to?

- Hello.

- Agents Morgan and Clay.

Dr. Johann Price, one of the greatest research minds of this

or any other generation.

A national treasure.

- Too generous.

How can I help you?

- We have a warrant to conduct a forensic audit.

- Financial records?

- Office of Information and Regulatory Affairs.

We're investigating a report of alleged noncompliance

with federally funded clinical trials

for a medication manufactured by Godfrey Industries.

- What sort of noncompliance?

- Paperwork Reduction Act.

- I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking about.

- The patients in this study are required

to fill out this form.

- There's supposed to be a control

number in the upper left hand corner of the document.

- As mandated by statute and OMB directive 15.

There's no such control number

in evidence on your form.

You could be looking at sanctions.

- As well as an official reprimand.

- Oh, dear.

You had the ability to cure my cancer.

You denied me treatment.

You really think there wouldn't be consequences?

- You have no idea of the destruction you've just caused.

- You're the one who reacted like a hysterical drag queen.

- Decades of research, eons of study and analysis.

- You brought this on yourself.

What happened downstairs was a warning shot.

All it took was a phone call.

Betray me again, I'll let the whole world

know what a twisted little prick you really are.

What will your legacy be when I expose

the atrocities that are being committed

here on a daily basis?

- And I have my own secrets to tell, Olivia, dear.

- Take your best shot, Johann.

I need you to help me find my granddaughter.

- What's in it for me?

- I help you find Spivak.

He's yours.

Study him, dissect him, write a paper.

Ride that flying lizard man or whatever the hell

he is to fame, fortune, and your place in history.

Just bear in mind, whatever information I

provide you stays on Twiddle.

- If I agree to do this, promise me

no harm will come to Shelly.

- Johann, honestly.

- I know what you're capable of.

- Can you stop talking nonsense?

She's my own flesh and blood.

- Yes, I know, which is why I need your word.

- Fine.

Oh, one more thing.

If by chance you envision something unfortunate

happening to me, everything I know about you

goes immediately to the authorities.

Play nice.

- What are you thirsting for?

- Looking for someone.

- Here I was worried I'd be replaced by a dating app.

- She was in here last night.

Dark eyes, black hair, beautiful.

- And what time exactly did you see this vision?

I mean, depending on how late and how much you were drinking,

it gives me an idea of what type of beautiful

we're talking.

- Seriously beautiful.

- You ain't some type of douchebag ex, are you?

- Well, if I was an ex, don't you think I'd know her name?

- You'd be surprised.

Ramos fizz with a shake of nutmeg.

She's been coming here the past few nights.

- Catch her name?

- Drinks I remember.

Come at night.

Maybe get lucky.

- You're early.

- Would you please put that out?

I don't know how anyone can live with such a vile habit.

- You're lucky you don't have an addictive personality.

- What do you have for me?

- Copies of everything I turned over to the client.

- Anything useful?

- Not really.

Background on Spivak the dead ends.

- Anything new on the girl?

- Nothing that gets us anywhere.

But you were right about one thing.

As soon as I mentioned that baby,

he started twitching big time.

Wanted to shut it down real quick.

- I know my son.

I just didn't realize how cheap he is.

- There's something they're not telling me.

- It seems straightforward enough.

Middle aged doctor swings with his chippie and takes my son's

lovechild with him.

- The dish ran away with the spoon.

- Simple enough.

Only I want my grandkid back, and I

need you to make that happen.

- Anything I come up with, you'll be the first to know.

- Did Roman ask after me?

- Your name didn't come up.

How'd things work out on that other matter?

- It was dreamy.

Price would have shit his pants if he wasn't such a tightass.

Were those real agents?

- Oh, hell yeah.

So many government folks just sitting

around looking to stay busy.

Just gotta know the right number to call.

So it worked out?

- Perfectly.

Thank you, Mr. Ochoa.

- Isaac.

- Keep my son close.

I don't want him getting to that child before I do.

- I'm real clear on the assignment.

I was thinking about grabbing a bite.

Interested?

- You have no idea how tempting that sounds.

Another time maybe.

- You got it.

- Much as you can from the cloud, and then

tell the cloud to make it not impossible.

Well, how about this?

Godfrey tech support is fired.

Now you can all go look for work at the imbecile bar.

What?

Your lunch is here.

- Oh, excellent.

Uh, send in the delivery man and, um, hold all my calls.

Come in.

Come in.

- Souvlaki Order?

- Yes.

- $17.50.

- What an engaging accent.

Do you mind if I ask where you're from?

- Athens.

$17 and--

- Oh, I should have guessed.

So musical.

So Hellenic.

- My mother makes the finest.

Lots of olives and garlic, and just the right amount

of rosemary to make you weep, not like this pig

I work for now.

His food is garbage.

Tastes like it comes from a dog's--

- Positron emission tomography engaged.

Initiate upload from digital substrate.

Neural pathways have been charted.

Begin transfer.

Process complete.

Beta waves are stable.

- It appears I've achieved a successful transfer

into a sentient host.

- Remarkable.

How long have we been warehoused on the hard drive?

- Several weeks.

- What's it like in cyberspace?

- Like nothing.

Black void.

No form, no stimuli of any sort.

Death digitized, I suppose.

- Fascinating.

- I have body odor.

- What this proves is that consciousness is fungible.

- What have we found out about the Spivak life form?

- Well, I'm still in the process of mapping.

- Tell me that we've at least determined

what genus it belongs to.

- There's still a certain number of variables

that must be corrected.

- Good God, man!

What the hell have we been doing for six weeks?

Why is this not solved?

We are perhaps the only scientists

alive to have witnessed this phenomenon.

And what do we have to show for it?

- I've isolated 247 base paired linear polymer nucleotides

stranded by phosphodiester linkages at position five.

Anomalous trace purine indicates--

- The hideout of a second rate mind is behind a wall of data.

We viewed the specimen at a distance

of 53.5 meters 42 days ago, during which intervals

we also jerked off 83 times.

The other hideout of a second rate

mind, chronic masturbation.

- I am trying my best.

- By scoffing speed to paper over your minuscule

attention span.

I suppose I should have expected as much.

After all, you continue to make a skulk

in darkness like some gay rat hiding who and what we are.

Johann, we're not going to find emotional connection

in a men's room or true love at a rest stop.

We both know--

You're pathetic.

We need to own our truth, live it, be it.

Mac man, they all laughed at the clown's tiny--

- What's wrong?

- Consciousness overlay.

Penis mac is being rejected.

- Shut it down.

- Pathetic.

Mac man.

Fish usage, 3, 2--

mother, penis is being rejected.

Not a fucking word.

- You need to eat.

Uh, the marble floors is in the master bathroom,

are they heated?

Oh, well, that's unfortunate.

Thank you, yes.

No, we'll keep looking.

Steak is rich in iron.

We all need iron to stay healthy.

- I want to talk to Uncle Norman.

- We went over this before, honey.

Your uncle Norman is traveling abroad,

and we don't think he's coming back.

- Did he tell you that?

- He didn't have to.

I could see it in his eyes.

- He wouldn't just leave without letting me know.

He would have called.

- He was so worried about you.

Those hateful things people accuse you of, they, they hurt

him so very badly, Shelley.

They hurt all of us, but Norman--

- All them worries, and he wouldn't abandon me--

just disappear like this.

- I know how much it hurts.

He left me too, you know.

And I lie in bed at night wondering, why?

But men leave.

That's what they do.

If you can find it in your heart, try to forgive him.

I'm not there yet, but at the very least, I don't blame him.

He just wasn't strong like you and me.

It's time for your medication.

- Hi.

Remember me?

I sucked your cock last night before you ditched me.

- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I had a vision.

Cheers, asshole.

- Shame.

You made a cute couple.

- Wasn't meant to be.

Ramos fizz.

Shake of nutmeg for the lady.

I'll take another two fingers neat.

- Seems like you made it your business to find

out my drink of choice.

You wouldn't be stalking me.

- You say that like it's a bad thing.

I'm Roman.

- Godfrey.

I know.

- Is that a plus or a minus?

- I haven't decided.

- So where are you from?

- Guess.

- Heaven.

- You can do better than that.

- I know.

I just don't usually have to.

- Are you really going to answer that.

- I'll just be a second.

What are you doing about getting me that nutrient?

No, unacceptable.

I'm coming over.

Figure this out by the time I get there.

- There's a guy out there somewhere

who's already sick of her.

- It's not like making chicken pot pie.

The biologics were specifically engineered

to satiate upir nutritional and metabolic needs.

And they've all been destroyed.

You have your mother to thank for that.

- How long?

- If I had a team working around the clock,

a month at the earliest.

- Is that a joke?

How am I supposed to feed?

- Well, for the time being, I suggest the old fashioned way.

Try not to leave any messes.

How are you feeling?

- Like fat man shit in my head.

What happened?

- Well, you fainted, but everything's fine now.

- Why it's night?

- Uh, you've been out for quite a while.

I recommend you see your physician

and have him test you for narcolepsy.

Is there something you want to tell me?

Most folks start with how long it's been

since their last confession.

- I'm not here for that.

And why are you here?

- I just needed a sounding board.

I've already been to a bar, then

my favorite hooker is down with a case of the clap, so--

I'm the next best thing.

- Something like that, yeah.

I'm about to do things I don't want to.

God gave you free will.

You have a choice.

- God?

Yeah.

As far as choice, I don't get one.

Sooner or later, I'm going to have to give in.

It's going to be ugly, and I'll have to live with it.

Not that it matters, but I assume

you're not of the faith.

- You could tell?

But you do seem to be carrying guilt.

I'm guessing the reason you're here, even though you're

a nonbeliever, is because you're

hoping for some kind of preemptive absolution

for the sins you're about to commit.

Doesn't work like that.

- Why not?

I'm sorry.

I can't help you.

- No one can.

- You're not going to go all bridezilla on me, are you?

- Are you kidding?

I am easy peasy.

- Hm.

- Hm.

But it is the most important day of my life.

Any girl's, really.

So I want it to be right.

- Of course.

- The flower arrangements need to have

six 12-inch white Macedonian roses, one red, three yellow.

The reception is going to be a five-course meal,

sit down for 300, with place cards.

I hate open seating.

- 300--

- And we're going to write all of our own vows, of course.

How soon can you get yours to me?

Because I need to have it carved

into granite for a wall plaque to put over the fireplace,

just, just as a reminder of all the

promises that you made to me.

I'm just fucking with you.

You looked like you were going to cry.

- I was.

- No, honestly, all I ask is that you wear a suit.

I want to see what you look like dressed up just once.

- I think I can accommodate you on that.

- And kids.

I want kids.

- We'll live in a beautiful house by the ocean,

maybe have another getaway in the mountains, and

a couple Ducatis, of course.

- OK, if we're going to live large and support a family,

you're going to need to step up your game.

- I already have.

- What are you doing?

- I was just giving you guys some space.

Roman's got room, so--

- No way.

Just because I'm engaged doesn't

mean you have to move out.

- You need to make your own life.

It's time for you to be happy.

You deserve it.

- So do you.

- He does make you happy, right?

- Yeah.

- Good.

You know, wherever I am, you'll always be welcome.

Ride or die, cous.

- Ride or die.

- Oh, my other favorite Rumancek.

- Oh, no, negative on the naked man hug.

- We're family, eh? It's fine.

Come on.

Hey, can you give me a ride to the warehouse?

I need to see my uncle.

Bike's in the shop.

- Fine, just put some pants on, for God's sakes.

- All the excitement, I forgot to ask, how to go with the PI?

Any news about Miranda?

- When I hear something, I'll let you know.

It's just frustrating, you know.

- Yeah, I get it.

So I found some new buyers.

They're willing to pay 1.7.

- You're shitting me.

- My brother, I shit you not.

And the best part, you and I are going

to get 200,000 off the top.

- So we're running game on our own people?

- It's a finder's fee.

We'll all be splitting 1.5 million instead of 1.2.

I brokered the deal.

No one knows the difference.

Everyone wins.

- So who are the buyers?

- An organization out of Pottstown.

- The Croatians are the only ones who operate out of their.

Shit.

Andreas, you cannot fuck with those people.

If anything goes sideways, they will

ass rape us with ice picks.

- I've got it handled.

You do want your future nieces and nephews to go

to private school, don't you?

You gotta trust me.

I'm the guy who saved your life, remember?

- I swear to God, Andreas, if anything goes--

- I could kiss you on the mouth.

- Don't.

- You do know you got intimacy issues, right?

- You, what the fuck was that?

Don't.

Who are you?

- My name is Annie, and I am just like you.

I have to have you

I've got it bad

If I can't have you

Then no one can

I've got a desperate heart

I don't know if this is love

But I have to have you