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Is he here?

You know he is.

Well, can you call him?

We'd like to talk.

Class is over for today, lads.

Unless you fancy signing up for the next one.

You know, French, I like you.

Do you?

But you can't run a business for shit.

We can.

Our schools are growing and turning a profit, while your traditional style of

teaching is becoming more obsolete by the day.

Oh, really?

Why is that, then?

Because you dish out black belts like they're penny sweets?

Oi!

You can tell your man to put his tape measure away.

It's only a matter of time, French.

I have cash here today.

I can pay to transfer the name on the lease into my corporate account.

You can walk away a rich man.

No shame.

What do you say?

I say you're full of shit.

French.

$10,000.

We'll buy your lease today.

Next week, my offer will be seven.

The following week, five.

Can you see where this is going?

Do you want to get your shoes off my mat?

For once in your life, make a smart decision.

I said get those shoes off my mat.

Or what?

Well, I guess we could do this the old-fashioned way, couldn't we?

Yeah?

You and I could have a little dance around this mat.

See who comes out on top.

If you win, all right, I'll move out today.

But if I win, then you three can get the fuck out.

And I'll never show your face around here again.

You want to fight me?

Oh, I'll fight all three of you cunts.

Like a kung fu movie?

Yeah, that's it, mate.

Like a fucking kung fu movie.

Come on, then.

All right!

How long was I out?

It's Tuesday, mate.

Keep the ice on your nose.

You'll be okay.

Close the door on the way out, lads, yeah?

Come on.

Hey, back kick.

Oh, slap it, French.

Yeah, of course it was.

There's some show you put on there, French.

It's just that those blokes don't come back and torch the place.

My insurance just expired.

You're in trouble, aren't you?

Yeah, you could say that.

I don't suppose you got to talk to your man, did you, Alex?

I mean, I could really use the extra cash.

It's not for you.

Look, you're a tough guy.

You're also a good guy.

I ain't that good, mate.

You saw what I did to that lot, didn't you?

French, your life would be a lot easier if you would just sign over the lease.

Oh, come on.

For ten grand?

What am I going to do with ten grand?

I've got to pay the bank back first.

Then I'll have to get a car.

I'll have to pay the rent.

And then what?

This is my gym.

I'll build it up.

I built the whole thing from scratch.

I plastered those walls myself.

I cut the mats.

I worked too hard to have dickheads like that come in and steamroll all over it.

Come on, mate, I need your help.

I'll do anything to keep this place.

French, people say that all the time, but they rarely mean it.

Well, I mean it.

I'm up for it.

This line of work, it doesn't lead to a better life.

The money's good, but it comes at a price.

Demand's on your conscience.

I'm your friend.

I don't want to be the guy who drags you into this, French.

You've become a big boy, Alex.

I can look after myself.

I'll remind you that you said that.

It's not really up to me.

You're going to have to sell yourself to Tommy.

Tommy?

Yeah, Tommy.

It's his operation.

No one works for Tommy that he doesn't approve of.

Now, I'll make the introduction, but you are going

to have to convince him that you're up to the work.

Thanks, Alex.

Don't thank me, French.

It's not that kind of job.

I know you're in there, French.

I heard you on the fire escape.

You're three months late.

I'm close to calling some nasty fucks to get it.

The gym's in a bit of a slump at the moment,

mate, but I'm hoping it's going to pick up.

Who gives a shit?

Just pay up.

Yeah, all right.

Just give me one week, okay?

One week.

Maybe in that time, you can fix the garbage chute in this shithole.

Just pay your fucking rent.

Loser!

You all right?

Watch how you move.

Don't swagger.

It weakens you.

Speak softly.

Make them listen to you.

Look at anybody with true power.

They don't make flamboyant gestures.

They keep it tight.

Concise.

And above all, avoid eye contact.

Why's that?

Because that's your trump card.

Save that for when you want to hammer a point home.

And don't go carving out a reputation.

Leave that to me.

I've got a team of lawyers on call 24-7.

You don't.

Just tell them you're doing collections for Tommy.

My name's all you'll ever need.

Can you look after yourself?

Yeah.

Speak up if you're going to do collections for me.

Yes, I can look after myself.

I was a power trooper with the Majesty's Service 15 years.

I've seen my fair share of firefights and frackers, so... Yeah.

I'll get it done.

You sure?

The roads I have you driving down, the doors I have you knocking down,

they're a long way from Her Majesty's Service.

Listen, Mr. Kowalski, I...

I really need this job.

So you don't have to worry about me.

I've been fighting for as long as I can remember,

and I'll crack a skull or two if I have to.

I'll hold you to that.

I've got a guy who won't mind sharing the vig.

He's got a full plate this weekend.

So it's a good time for you to start learning to run.

He may be comin' off a decade-long bender, but he is... one of my best.

Sounds good.

And get yourself a nice suit.

You need to look professional when you represent me.

You're early.

It's 9 o'clock.

I'm trying.

Yeah,

you'll get used to it.

French.

You don't sound French.

I'm not.

Tommy give you the whole representing me suit speech, eh?

Internationally.

You got the big breakdown?

Yeah.

Jesus, Tommy likes to get his money's worth, yeah?

I'm good.

They tell me you've done much of this kind of work.

Not really, mate.

This is my first day.

Wasn't it just fucking peachy?

I'll be honest with you, no big.

It's not an easy way to make a gig, you know?

We earn our money the hard way here.

Yeah, it's all right, because I'm a grafter.

I don't need a grafter.

I need someone with big balls and a fast fist.

Well, lucky for you, I got both of them, all right?

Have you now?

Yeah.

Well, you go to the gym, do you?

Look, mate, I can handle myself, all right?

So you don't need to worry.

I got your back.

Well, you better.

This partnership's gonna be very swift.

Look, I could use a coffee.

You drive.

My heart's fucking pounding.

You ever driven a car like this before?

I ain't even ever seen a car like this before, mate.

Well, treat her with the respect that she deserves.

Don't do me a favor.

Watch the white walls.

Anything else?

Yeah, we drive on the right side of the road.

Oh, yeah, well done.

I've never heard that one before.

How you doing?

Take two cups and a cup of coffee, please, yeah?

Sure.

Cream and sugar in your coffee?

Yeah, please.

One taste of Italy and, uh...

one vanilla.

Here you go, Frenchy.

I got your vanilla.

You know what?

It's a bit early for me, I think.

I'm all right.

Do you want it?

I'm good.

Here we go.

Two serving three, one vanilla in straight.

No, no.

Keep it.

Slept on my spectacles again last night.

I cracked them in half.

Tommy never said you were gonna lie to me.

Yeah, I'm a-lie me.

But don't worry.

Lived in America long enough to be able to take that as a compliment.

It wasn't menace one.

So who we got?

Oliver Waldstein.

Ollie.

$17,500 in the hole.

What's the number beside the name?

Uh, it's a ten.

What's a ten mean?

Physical warning with some prejudice.

Doesn't say there was any other calls from us.

Name next to the number says it's up.

I'm sure it was fucking meathead.

Right.

Does that go to bed?

It's knee, though.

Shall we?

Ugh.

Officially, we're mediators, not enforcers.

Officially, we're mediators, not enforcers.

But sometimes that line gets blurred.

And if you find that troubling, detach yourself.

It's easy to say.

Not if it won't count.

So what do we do if they're armed?

They probably ain't gonna say so on the paperwork.

So, uh, don't worry, Doris.

You'll be just fine, okay?

Oh, what are you doing?

Give it a knock already, will ya?

All right.

And then what?

I don't know.

Ask if Ali can come out to play or something.

Ugh!

God damn it.

Quiet.

Shut the fuck up.

Someone's at the door.

Just be quiet.

Shh.

One of them looks like Sue.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Sue?

Sue who?

Who is she?

Try again.

You didn't knock hard enough.

Just get the door.

Say whatever the fuck you have to say.

Just stall them, okay?

Please.

Are they cops?

You wish they were cops.

They collect for Big Tommy.

Is that a gun?

No, Trista, it's a pistol.

You just need to stay here and you need to get to the fucking door.

I just want you to go over to the door and, uh, don't let them in, okay?

Let's go.

Don't push me.

Be quiet.

I told you, didn't I?

Hello, sweetheart.

We're here to see Oliver.

He ain't here.

Well, we kind of know he's in there, so... Get lost, asshole.

You have the wrong house.

Out of the back.

Go, go, go.

Okay, give me the keys and go after them.

What?

What do you mean, what?

Go after them.

I'll meet you around the... Give me the keys, newbie!

The keys!

Jesus Christ.

It's his fucking shot at me.

Well, you hit.

No.

And go.

It's his fucking shot.

Go after him.

Fucking hell.

Go.

You motherfucker!

Get out of the fucking car!

Get out, you motherfucker!

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit!

Oh, shit!

Oh, fuck!

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Sit up!

Sit up!

So...

The police are gonna be here in a minute, Oliver.

Do I need to worry about what you've been telling?

No, sir.

You've been having a good time with someone else's money, Ollie.

And there's still the issue of $17,500 that needs to be addressed.

So address it.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

And consider this a warning.

What are you doing?

What's wrong with you?

I think I banged my head off the concrete.

My feet are fucking killing me.

I didn't realize we were doing this much running.

Maybe you should have left your dancing shoes at home, Rookie.

Well, I brought them with the suit, didn't I?

Well, maybe you shouldn't have.

Was it really necessary to smash the door into that bird's base?

Actually, yes, it was.

Here.

Here, it takes the next one.

So aren't we supposed to be debt collectors yeah?

We didn't collect anything.

The Tens are warning we're prejudice.

No wig but Tommy pays 300 each for those.

So hey, you know.

What's next on the wig?

RB Small.

Lancashire Boulevard.

We should have taken some pull for the friendship, come on.

Get with the program.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm still trying to come to terms with the

fact that The fact that I've just been shot at.

You know, you expect it in Iraq, you don't expect it in the fucking suburbs.

Wait a minute, you saw some action, yeah?

Yeah, I've had a few feelings, yeah.

Well, what's the problem then?

Look, you said that if they were armed, they would have said so in this.

Yeah?

Do you remember that?

One newsflash, mate.

They were armed.

Did you complain so much over there?

Alright, here we go.

Harvey's also finance.

Yeah.

Harvey's got a dire gambling problem.

There's over a hundred grand in the pit, which makes

this a four thousand dollar vigorous on the number five.

Right, okay, so the lower the number, the tougher

the collection, but the more it pays, yeah?

That, plus, Harvey thinks he's a player all of a sudden these days, you know?

I hate these low-rent heavies out of South Central.

Got wise with Tommy, which...

Tommy did not like.

Which is why we're giving four grand for this.

Last visit was Mad Alex and the Serb, but

they left with their tail between their legs.

So how did Tommy take that?

Standard procedure.

He upped the vig and he sent us instead.

Alright, let me just get something straight, Stu, alright?

Last job was a ten, yeah?

Should have been a fucking walk in the park.

But I was shot at, you ran some dickhead

over, and I was dragged along by a moving car.

Now this one's a five, yeah?

But you're telling me that last time Mad Alex and

the Serb got marched out by a bunch of gangbangers?

Now I'm sorry, I know I'm new to this and all, but I

really think Tommy needs to rethink his numbering system.

That's all I'm saying.

One man's ten's another man's five, I guess.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Excuse me.

We're, uh, we're looking for Harvey.

What can I do for you, gentlemen?

Are you Harvey?

No.

Well, maybe you can take us to see Harvey.

Well, he's busy.

Is there something specific I can help you with?

Listen, mate, just, uh, point us in the direction

of Harvey and we'll be on our way, yeah?

Jeanette?

Jeanette?

Make that call to Mr. Massey?

I sure hope that phone call's only for Harvey.

Hi, sir.

Think it's time to test that metal, yes, Frenchy?

It's just French.

Fuck me.

Look, look.

Whatever he's paying you, I'll double it.

I'll trip you.

Oh, my God!

Come on.

Give me your legs.

Give me your fucking legs.

Wait.

I've got to pee.

If I was you, I wouldn't move, Harvey.

You gotta fucking do something, or what?

Excuse me, I'm watching Harvey, okay?

I can't get away with this.

Shut up!

There are no witnesses.

You could just walk away, let me be, and I will make it the best financial

decision you boys have made since hiring that limo driver on prom night.

Look, just tell Tommy I wasn't here.

Whatever the Vig is, I will...

I will quadruple it.

To be honest, Harvey, the Vig ain't that special.

What does he want you to do?

I don't wanna know.

What?

What is it?

It's a kneecap.

Or two.

Oh, no!

No, no, no!

May I?

You might wanna run that by Harvey, Jeanette.

Never mind the cops, Jeanette!

Call me a goddamn ambulance!

Go over here.

Why?

This isn't on the list.

Relax, French, you just got a quick pick up to make.

Oh, fuck's sake.

What the fuck did you do?

What did you do?

I asked you one thing.

To watch the White Walls.

Yeah?

No, first of all, mate, you got me doing all the driving here.

Driving you around like you miss fucking Daisy.

Just because you've had one too many shandies

and you look and you smell like shit.

Then you have me take point on a job I've never even done before.

And then, after dodging bullets, I get attacked by a couple

of the biggest bastards I've ever seen before in my life.

And it's not even fucking noon yet.

So forgive me for not giving a shit about the White Walls on this fucking boat.

You done with your hissy fit?

No, I don't think I am, actually.

Because I don't know whether you were paying attention,

but I just got thrown through a fucking wall.

I wouldn't be too sensitive about that, kid,

especially after the way you just handled yourself.

You're good for business.

And I'm sorry that I made you drive my luxury vintage 1971 Coupe de Ville.

Thought it'd be a nice gesture to give you a sense of

self-worth on your first day, but I guess it wasn't.

Well, it is a pretty nice car.

When we get through this weekend, if we get through this weekend...

we can talk about my White Walls, yeah?

So that was a five, was it?

Yeah?

Five?

More of a fight than a regular five.

Oh, you could say that again, mate.

Let me tell you something, Frenchy.

You've got a dark side to you, brother.

I mean, you took these guys out like a champ.

And you like to train every day, so I thought you'd appreciate the workout.

Well, no, actually, mate.

I didn't appreciate it.

Or maybe I did a little bit.

Good.

I'll be right back.

Wipe your face.

You look like a vampire.

Check this out.

You know there's meant to be two L's in thrilling, right?

Was that you?

Yeah.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Oh, shit, you're in a movie?

Yeah.

Oh, shit.

A few old B-movies back in the day, you know?

Yeah?

Yeah.

That's pretty cool, man.

Looks like a piece of shit, though.

Yeah, it was, but at least I'm on the poster, yeah?

Looks just like you, mate.

What did they do?

Did they cut your eyes out and stick them on there, did they?

I'm hungry.

Let's get something to eat.

You're a ninja, then, yeah?

What an awful name.

I hope there's some fucking alias.

Well, this is a pretty nice neighborhood.

And so should be.

Gordo's a two.

Ten of five and a two in one afternoon.

It's a busy day in the office, Frenchy.

Gordo, he's in the whole 40K.

We get half of that, we're in business, yeah?

Yeah.

Hang on a minute.

Harvey owed a hundred grand, right?

But what was he, a five?

This guy owes 40 grand.

He's a two.

How's that work?

Tommy dishes out the numbers based on the level of violence the client wants.

There's no rhyme or reason to it, Frenchy, so don't

waste gray matter trying to figure that one out.

Gordo's a two.

A bake and take.

Bake and take?

Yeah.

Turn up the heat and take the money.

Turn up the heat and take the money.

Fuck's sake.

What do you two just want?

Well, not you, Queen Bee, that's for sure.

What'd you call me?

You know, for a big guy, you got beautiful fucking eyes.

You could be a model.

I think it's best you two jokers come back on Halloween.

Well, listen to this guy.

Give him a compliment.

Some people are Frenchy.

He should really take the compliment, mate.

He doesn't give out many.

Yeah.

I got shit to do.

I bet you can shift some fucking tin.

You're a big guy.

There you go.

That's two compliments in quick succession.

You're on a roll there, mate.

You need to fuck off, Punch!

and Judy.

Mmmkay, maybe we gonna get off to a bad start here, Missou.

This is French.

I don't think he's paying.

We're here to see Gordon.

Is he in?

No, he's not in.

Well my compliments aren't good enough for you-FUCK YOU.

THERE YOU GO, PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT.

Don't say anything, Angelica.

Good morning, Mr. Karp.

Mrs. Karp.

I presume you both know why I'm here?

No.

No.

40,000.

Oh, yeah.

There is that.

You didn't take care of that, Gordy?

You dumb son of a bitch.

Just, where's Mano?

What the hell is going on here?

What do you guys think you are?

A couple of fucking Lone Star desperados?

Coming into my home and trying to intimidate me?

Do you have any idea who I am?

I'm in with Big Tommy.

Gordo, we work for Big Tommy, you fucking fool.

I guess that changes things.

Listen, you tell me how much to pay, and I'll make sure you have every penny of it.

By noon tomorrow.

This is what's gonna happen, Gordo.

You're gonna take my man Mr. French here to

whatever room it is that you keep all your cash.

Then you will proceed to take out as much capital as you can.

And hopefully when he counts it, he doesn't need to fuck you up.

Mrs. Karp can stay down here with me.

In case hurting you doesn't help our cause, maybe I'll start in on her.

Is that okay with you, sweetheart?

He's not gonna touch you, honey.

Gordo, I've been doing this a very long time.

I'll do whatever the fuck it takes.

The safe is downstairs in the office.

Angelica!

Fuck you, Gordy.

That's right, fuck you, Gordy.

Come on.

Look, look, I know I'm late.

I can't help it.

I'm a procrastinator.

I can't even pay a bill until the second final notice comes in.

I mean, it drives Angelica crazy.

I mean, rightfully so, huh?

$4,000, Gordy, let's go.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

They gave you a cutoff amount, right?

I mean, I figured that would suffice, right?

A compromise?

I will fuck you up, Gordy.

I will fuck you up.

Just stop trying to negotiate and just dig out the cash.

Okay.

You're on a percentage, right?

Huh?

Listen.

We can make a deal.

$5,000 for you.

And $5,000 for Tommy.

You can buy your new suit with the additional $500 cut he'd pay you.

Get up.

Yeah?

Yeah, yeah.

Oh!

Come on, Gordy.

Come on, Gordy.

Where's the key, Gordy?

Where's the key?

Give me the key.

It's not there.

No, it's not there.

Where's the key?

I can't remember.

I'm nervous.

You're nervous, are you?

Yeah, I can't remember.

Yeah?

You're not going to miss your short-term memory much, are you, mate?

Gordy, I haven't got time for this.

Where's the fucking key?

Hurry up.

Is that it?

Give it me.

Come on.

Fuck me.

What the fuck?

Jesus Christ, get this over underground in here, you masochistic prick.

You had the money all along and you still chose to take a beating.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

I'm parsimonious.

It's not going to these guys, Gordy.

Right?

It's not a game.

You need to work more on your self-preservation, mate.

You listening?

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Oh, fuck.

You left the guy up and everything, but does he really need to shag his misses?

Damn straight I did.

She was smoking hard, and opportunities like that

don't fall into my lap too often, so to speak.

Well, that's a valid point, I guess.

And?

Well, I don't know.

I guess I don't like being the reason someone

had a fucking horrible day, that's all.

You better check that conscience of yours, Jiminy Cricket,

otherwise it's going to be a long weekend for you, sunshine.

Yeah, keep that in mind.

He didn't give that up easy, did he?

No, no, no.

And get this right.

The guy had enough money on him to be a loan shark himself, not to own one.

Still had to slap him about a bit, though.

I don't understand people sometimes, no.

Tell me about it.

I once hung a guy's kid out the window until he paid.

He had the money all along.

I mean, it was his own child.

You wouldn't have dropped the kid, though, right?

I'm kind of hoping that I can remember.

But I must admit, Frenchy, I was being lazy that day.

I should have taken it out on my father, yeah?

The moral compass in this business is like a bitless hand grenade, you know?

You still got that wind in your sails, Frenchy?

Yeah, of course I have.

Listen... Come and see.

These guys ain't in our docket, are they?

Yeah, we've got the money already, right?

We don't make a penny getting into it with the money.

These dickheads.

Yeah.

We could run from hired muscle like this, but if

Tommy finds out, we might as well keep running.

Besides, I hate to be the one to break it to you.

Part of your job description is to watch my back, yeah?

Yeah, all right.

But don't make it all out to me this time, will you?

Because I'll roll inside of the rain, baby.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Come on, lift me up.

A little pause...

and we are back.

I tell you what, today's been a surreal day for me.

Is it like this every time you go out?

No, I'm going to be straight with you, friendship.

Today we had more than that fair share.

Oh yeah, I can say that again.

Have you seen my suit?

Yeah, I've seen your suit.

It's the cheapest suit I've ever seen.

I wouldn't worry too much about that.

This suit cost me $89.99, right?

Tie included.

Don't you look like a used car salesman.

Get rid of it.

Ditch it.

I'll wear my goose, all right?

Fucking hell.

I didn't have to crack this many skulls in a rack.

Come on, wasn't that bad, was it?

Everyone's first day's a little difficult.

You'll get used to it.

As far as your technique, that was your MMA, yeah?

Yeah, MMA.

You're a boxer, right?

Footwork's pretty good.

Yeah, I've still got the power, but speed's been going for a long time now, yeah?

I'll tell you what, Frenchie, let's call it a night, yeah?

Take me home when you pick me up in the morning, yeah?

Hey, sweetheart, can you come get this, please?

Be right there, sir.

So, what's on the menu for tonight?

Coco got me working on the west side.

Two Arab sheiks or something like that.

Big cashola.

Yeah.

Hey, wait a minute.

Come here.

Take a look at this.

I found it.

What?

Is that the one?

It sure is.

That's me right there.

I played the bad guy in this one.

Doesn't he smell thrilling?

Yeah, back then it was a little different, you know?

Plus, these low budgets, you know how they are.

Yeah, I do.

Oh, babe, I could, uh, really use some green.

How much you need, babe?

Um, I could put 300 a good use.

There you go.

Thanks, babe.

Here's a few, babe.

Listen, I want you to be careful.

Barbossa called me today.

He was asking about you.

It's weird.

What do you want?

Nothing, really, but I know enough about that creep

to know you don't want to be messing with him.

He's hurt a lot of people.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Don't worry, I'll be careful.

Thanks, sweetheart.

Hey, Shawn, how you doing, man?

Hey, Stu, what's up?

Hey, uh, Lola's supposed to be working.

Is she coming in?

Oh, you know how she is.

She'll be here.

One for the tab, yeah?

So, how's business?

Business is good.

How about you?

I'm cruising, man.

Cheers.

Cheers.

You good?

Mm-hmm.

Let's go.

What are you selling?

Give me a look.

It's already sold.

That's not what I asked you.

Give me a look.

I want to see what you're selling.

What kind's that again?

It's a German MP40.

I doubt you'll ever see one.

Oh, you doubt it?

Don't be so condescending, you fucking pedophile jerk.

You working on my order?

Don't worry, Tommy.

It's a rare piece.

It's a difficult one to find.

You better smile that you're gonna talk to me like that.

Good job, boys.

On all three accounts.

I just got off the phone with Rick's people in Reno.

Harvey's sped up in full, so our stock has gone up after yesterday.

I'm gonna give you the sweet little gig that just fell into my lap.

Hey, boss.

Hey, French.

I heard you were on board.

It's a shame they saddled you up with this piss-stained fossil, though.

How you doing, Alex?

I'm all right.

Oh, by the way, we got the call about Harvey.

You know, don't worry about it.

We got the job done for you yesterday, so whatever.

You got it, Padre?

You got it, Padre?

You got it, Padre?

You got it, Padre?

Shall we go outside?

Sure.

Tommy, French.

It's a nice piece you're buying, Alex.

Very expensive.

Understanding you need a bigger arsenal.

You must have...

really got your cage shook bad, you know, and I...

I'm sorry, you know, it's a terrible thing, losing your nerve.

Fuck you, old man.

I'll show you my nerve any time you're ready for it.

Don't tell Lola you said hello.

You keep drinking yourself to sleep, Susan.

And remember something.

When you kiss her...

I used to cum in her mouth after fucking her in the... Later.

You're a classy guy, Alex.

You're a very classy guy.

Go and enjoy your day.

Tommy.

You okay?

I'm good, Tommy.

Can you drive?

Let's go.

All right, we'll talk about the job... in the caddy.

Actually, French, you mind driving?

The other side of the road, right?

Yeah.

All right.

I thought I told you to get a nice suit.

The suit didn't make it past the first day, Tommy.

Well, I'm hearing good things about yesterday.

Sue said you handled yourself like a frog.

Yeah, cheers.

Did you enjoy it?

Well, I had its ups and downs, but yeah, it was fine.

Fine?

I got the most glowing with you.

What do you think?

He's got potential, Tommy.

That's your potential, I hear.

Where is he?

In his den.

Tommy.

Tommy, my man.

It's good to see you, man.

Why don't you take a seat, man?

Make yourself comfortable.

Fellas, you want something to eat, drink?

Something to calm your nerves?

My nerves are fine.

How are you?

Oh, man, I've never been an admirer of the morning.

I do my best work at night.

But I get out of bed for you, Tommy.

You know why?

Huh?

Because we're tight, right?

We got history.

And it's very important to me.

It means I can trust you.

Of course.

You remember Sue?

Of course I do.

How you doing, golden boy?

I'm getting along.

That's French.

The guy I was telling you about.

It's good to meet you, Frenchie.

It's good to meet you, too.

He's just French, by the way.

You know what?

What is that?

Is that a limey accent and a frog name?

This is the man of the world.

Yeah, I'm diverse.

Yeah, you sure are, Mr. French.

It's still just French.

What have you got for us, Barbosa?

I got this skinny, charming, Irish motherfucker.

Used to manage one of my joints over on Melrose.

I found out that he's been skimming from the till to the end of his life.

You know, this petty fuck has been taking more than double the tax tip.

You know what I mean?

It happens.

Yeah, I can be a magnanimous motherfucker.

Ask any of my crew.

Ask my girls.

I took this fucker in, cleaned him up, gave him a position, wiped his ass.

This motherfucker takes and bites the hand that feeds him.

Amanda, where are you going?

You should stay.

Listen in.

I want the whole world to know that you cannot steal from Barbosa Fabioso.

Not without paying Piper.

For fuck's sake.

Watch your tongue.

That's not what you said to me when you proposed, my love.

How much did he steal from you?

Or as close as you can estimate?

I'm sorry, what's that got to do with anything?

We work on a percentage.

You busted him, didn't you?

You must have some idea how much he got away with.

What does that got to do with the way you do your business, right?

I mean, I'm paying you a hefty fee right up front.

Think I'll have that drink.

What are we really dealing with here?

Amanda.

Why don't you take your girlfriends out to pool, take a swim, splash, splash.

This is a personal problem, and I need you to take care of it.

So are we good to go?

The boys will find them.

Remember, we have a scale.

One being the most severe beating, and ten being a stern warning.

Where do you want us to get the phone?

Right on to number motherfucking one, baby.

That'll be twenty grand.

Half up front, balance on completion.

Billy.

Yeah, give me both of them.

That's his full name.

Been the last place he worked.

Should be enough to get you started.

Sue.

Mr. French.

Nice to meet you.

So what do you think about this barbosa bloke, then?

Typical of his watering hole, you know.

Thinking he can buy himself out of any sort of trouble.

And he probably can.

Twenty grand, yeah?

I mean, twenty grand.

Just left some kid around.

I don't know.

No matter how much money I make, I'll never pay anyone to do my dirty work.

Never.

I'm starting to feel sorry for this kind of kid.

I learned a long time ago, Frenchy.

Treat these jobs like they're my own.

I know, I know.

I'm still trying to get in the groove of that.

So what do you reckon?

You want to check the address of the last club you worked at or what?

Give me a second.

Right over here on the right.

Wouldn't it be a better idea to telephone these places first?

I mean, it seems like you'd save yourself a fortune, I guess.

Some collectors like to use the telephones.

Not me, Frenchy.

I like to get out there, you know, take a little walk.

One knock on one door.

I'll get more information than those jerkoffs will with twenty-five phone calls.

Well, it's hard.

You're right.

We need to fill up again.

I know.

I'm fine.

That's because you've got a lead foot.

Feather the pedal.

Is this what I need, in here?

Yeah.

Right here is good.

You sure this is the place?

Yup.

OK.

Got the keys?

You guys missed the sign outside?

It says we're closed?

No, we just want to talk.

Real quick, mate.

Yeah.

OK.

Okay, obviously you don't read or understand English.

We're closed.

I'm busy.

Okay?

So do me a favor and piss off.

See, why do you gotta be so rude and cursed at us for?

I mean, there's no manners anymore, right?

I must be a tough guy, sir.

What do you reckon, mate?

You want us to go outside and come back in again?

Would you like us to do that, my friend?

If we upset you?

Okay.

You want manners?

I'll give you manners.

Would you two gentlemen be so kind as to

promptly remove yourselves from the premises?

Please.

Motherfucker.

Are you fucked up now, pal?

Joey!

What the hell's going on in here?

Jesus Christ, everybody in this town have a bloody bodyguard.

Shit!

I know you!

Yeah, you're, uh, Slinsky.

Yeah, I've seen you around.

You work for Big Tommy, don't you?

That's right, sunshine.

Indeed, I do.

Well, hell, I ain't gonna mess with you, Slinsky.

You can kick my ass.

Yeah, but I don't know this fuck.

Fuck!

We're about to find out who he is.

Things just got a little complicated, didn't they?

What do you want?

You okay, Finchie?

What does it look like?

You're fucking okay.

Now would be a good time to use that jujitsu.

Oh, shit!

Let's talk about Connor Mulligan and maybe you can tell

me where I can find that little fucking leprechaun there.

Connor Mulligan?

That's what this is all about?

Yeah.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Connor, he quit about a month ago.

He got into it with Barbossa.

But I gotta tell you, he is a stand-up guy.

Whatever Big Tommy sent you here for is probably fucking bullshit.

Thank God you stopped that.

Okay, okay, listen, listen, listen.

He, uh, he moved in with a fucking barman from the club.

And you tell Big Tommy that that's all I fucking know!

Stop fucking doing that with a toothpick!

Turn around, will you?

Fight that fucking rail!

Put your face on that fucking rail!

In the next ten seconds, I will repeatedly stomp on the back of your fucking head.

What do you know, I'm settled.

Ranchi!

Get over here, I could use your boot.

Okay, I'm gonna ask you one more time.

Where do I find this Mick?

Wait, wait, wait.

All right, all right, all right!

Answer that fucking question, will ya?

It's that ex-roommate Tim.

He, uh...

Yes!

He knows where to find Connor!

His fucking address is in the payroll sheet on top of the bar, all right?

Vous êtes sur difficult?

Vous êtes sur difficult?

How are you?

We're all good.

All good.

Ranchi, you good?

Oh, yeah, mate.

I'm just fucking peachy, I am.

Okay, this is it.

We got it.

Let's go.

You know, I'm sick of the 20 questions, Ranchi.

You can handle this one, yeah?

Oh, I can handle this one, can't I, sir?

Yeah.

I seem to be handling all of them, mate.

I'd sooner take 20 questions than having another roll out brawl.

There you go.

You can ask the questions.

Well, thanks very much.

Good for you.

Oh, mate, I was just downstairs and saw a load of smoke coming out your window.

Is everything all right?

There's a load of smoke coming out the kitchen window, mate.

All right, see that?

See how I did that?

Nice and easy.

No tears, no blood.

Nobody got hurt.

Right.

Which one of you lucky lads is Tim?

You guys can't just come in here like that.

That's right.

I'm not.

I'm not.

You're not one of them.

Look, I'm going to smash your face, Sam.

He's Tim.

He's Tim.

I'm not Tim.

He's not.

You're Tim, yeah?

Tim?

Right, we're going to do this one.

Out.

Right.

You, come on.

Get out.

Hit Self.

Get out, man.

It gets out.

Wait.

Wait, wait, wait.

No.

You know, I tried to call you guys for over a week, okay?

I swear to God, I don't have the stuff anymore.

I sold most of it and I smoked the rest.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Look at me, I'm fucking pathetic.

If you killed me, you'd be doing me a favor, okay?

Look, I'll pay Davey back, okay?

I swear.

Davey sent you, right?

Davey?

No?

Well, Christ.

What do you guys want?

Who do I piss off now?

I'm looking for Colin Mulligan.

You seen him?

Who?

Jesus, stop, stop!

Connor doesn't live here anymore, okay?

He doesn't live here!

Fuck!

Wait, why are you guys after Connor?

He's a good guy.

He wouldn't hurt a fly.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

So everyone keeps telling us what a nice guy this thief is.

No, Connor's no thief, man.

Look.

Here, here, look.

He's an honest guy.

I'm gonna keep this.

Oh, come on.

No, that's his only photo that... Hang on a minute.

Did that son of a bitch Barbossa send you?

That's him.

Connor Mulligan.

Where is he?

No, Barbossa's the guy that needs whacking.

That bastard should die a slow and painful death.

And you know what?

As for that fucking Amanda, she is the cause of all of this.

It's all very interesting, mate.

But I'm gonna ask you one last time, otherwise my man here

is gonna take his fist and he's gonna crack your skull.

Where's Connor Mulligan?

Okay, okay.

He's moved in with some chick down in Topanga, you know?

One of those artist communities.

Bunch of rich white hippies living on trust funds and kombucha.

Yeah, what a charm of this Connor.

He seems to have a girl in the report.

No, it's not like that, man.

He's a good guy.

So where is this Alex Connolly, then?

You got an address?

Uh, an address.

Come on, mate, an address.

Yeah, yeah, here.

Do something.

Here.

Hurry up.

No, let's not talk.

Here.

You guys be fair, okay?

He doesn't deserve whatever that fuck has paid you to do.

Sorry, I'd, uh, keep off the drugs for a bit if I was you.

Okay.

I don't know about dishing out No.

1 on this Connor kid.

Seems like he's Prince fucking Charming to me.

Well, it's not for us to question his

friendship, just to locate him and dish it out.

Yeah, but come on mate.

How can you not question it?

Right?

I mean, you know, he's not our best friend.

You're not maniacs cruising around looking for prey, is it?

We're meant to be collecting debts, not chalking up beatings at will.

You remember those blurred lines?

Today, we're enforcers for hire.

This job can be a fucking rollercoaster, Frenchy.

By the way, you take lead at this next one.

I par for the course, eh?

You can quit any time, newbie.

No, no, you're right.

I'm up for it.

Good.

Because I like that smoke.

That was good.

You didn't like that, did you?

Yes, I did, yeah.

But it's not gonna get you in the room every time.

Well, come on, then.

What do you suggest?

Other than, of course, kicking the door off its fucking hinges.

What's the best way to get inside?

Give him a little headbutt.

Just a tap.

Yeah?

Just a tap.

You don't want to smash his nose all over his face because

you want to save that for when you really need it, right?

Right.

Like you did with that kid at Tim's, yeah?

Precisely, yeah.

Just a tap.

Just a tap.

Nice and simple.

Simple little tap.

All right.

Got you.

Good.

Simple tap.

Just a tap.

And this is it.

All right, mate.

We're looking for Sandy.

Who's asking, though?

Fuck me.

That was a bit hard.

Jesus, man.

I said tap him, not obliterate him.

I tried to tap him, didn't I?

But it's not as easy as you made it look.

Okay, okay.

Okay, take it, Chief.

It's okay.

You've got a lot of experience in this thing.

Where the fuck are you?

You're Sandy.

Tell me where I can find Connor Mulligan.

Hey, hey, hey.

Take it easy.

She's only small.

I'm Sue.

This is French.

Can you please tell us where Connor Mulligan is?

I'm not telling you anything.

So if you two arrogant shits leave right now, we may not press charges.

So get the fuck out.

I don't know.

Do I do something to offend you?

Was I being a little too rough?

What do you think, Frenchy?

Was I a little too rough?

Get your pit bull away from me.

Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi!

If you were arrogant, you got a slap of sense.

It's your hands off me walking like the professional in the West End.

Professional?

Give me a break.

Only weak men hit women.

Shut it, Sandy.

All right?

Shut up.

Because I'm not going to be able to stop him from hurting

you in a manner that will blunt that sharp tongue of yours.

That's not the time to be brave, all right?

That's the time to be sensible.

Jesus Christ!

You call that being fucking sensible?

Connor has a heart of gold.

He picked me up when I was down and he settled me here.

He's kind, compassionate and caring.

Something you two would never comprehend.

See, even if I did know something, I wouldn't tell

a couple of fucking lowlife cockroaches like you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

We keep hearing about what a wonderful child this guy is.

But what we really want to know is where he is.

At the end of the fucking rainbow, maybe?

This whole nightmare started when she got her claws into him.

Who's she?

Barbossa's fiancé, Amanda.

That brat hounded Connor until he caved in.

But that wasn't enough for a bitch like her.

She had to tell Barbossa to really get her kicks.

Can you please just tell us where Connor is?

No, I won't, Sue.

I'm not telling you anything.

Well, when you first strike a woman, she may resist.

But it's that one shot that'll break the bone.

It dislodges the cartilage across the muscle.

Close the night permanently.

Yeah.

Knowing there's permanent damage usually does the trick.

If anyone knows where he is, I'd wager that bitch does.

I bet my life she's still trying to see him right now.

You disapprove.

Yeah, well, you wanted this job.

This is it.

Get used to it.

Last two days, you have had absolutely no issue with fucking everybody up.

That was different, though, wasn't it?

I don't see how.

Look, every bloke I've had a rut with up to this point

has been trying to take my fucking head off, right?

Now, that I can deal with.

And I'm well up for dealing with any of those tosspots.

But beating up some hippie chicks to find out where her ex-boyfriend is?

No, thanks, mate.

That's not in my fucking wheelhouse.

It's not in your wheelhouse.

Yeah, well, guess what, freshman?

You better find a new wheelhouse.

Because this guy doesn't like to fuck around, eh?

I don't think you understand me.

We're in serious trouble if we don't find this little prick and get him to Barbossa.

Forget all the smiles.

Forget all the handshakes.

This Barbossa's a fucking demon.

Fuck me.

Yeah, Barbossa's just mine.

So if I was you, I'd get back on board.

You started this job.

You wanted this job.

You gotta finish it.

Okay, I'll tell you what.

Let's call it a night.

You go home.

You sleep on it.

You drop me off.

You pick me up in the morning, yeah?

You sure you don't want to drive?

I mean, you can't still be hungover, can you?

Drink as much as I do.

The hangover never really goes away.

But I tell you what.

If it's too much work for you... Nah, it's all right, mate.

You're fine.

Anyway.

Kinda like it now.

Takes my mind off all this shit.

So what do you reckon, Sue?

You think this bird's worth all this trouble?

I think she's the fucking skank.

Yeah, you're probably right.

Oh, we got a shit-gig here, haven't we, mate?

Our job's basically to help this lunatic

Barbosa keep shackles on his slag of a fiancée.

Yeah, well, it's a job that pays well, and I

wouldn't think about it too much if I were you.

Tell you what.

A week ago, I'd have petrol-bombed a school for this job.

But after the last two days...

I don't know how you've done this for so long, and it hasn't took its toll.

It took its toll.

Don't worry about that.

Yeah?

I've only done it for two days, and already I feel like drinking myself into a coma.

Is that why you do it, is it?

Does the drink help numb the pain of all the horrible shit you've caused?

I'm surprised there's enough booze in the world for that.

Do me a favor.

Don't judge me tenderfoot, okay?

Fuck you.

You think I don't care about all the terrible things I've done?

Well, I do.

That's one of the reasons why I drink myself to sleep every fucking night.

What's your wife think about it all?

I'm not married.

I was, but not anymore.

So what's the word of the room?

It's a reminder, I guess.

A reminder of what?

Not to get close to anyone again.

That sounds like a lonely life to me, mate.

Yeah.

Well, it's my life.

It's shit that's ugly, but it's mine, and I fucking like it.

Huh?

I got kind of a girlfriend.

She's a hooker, she works at the club, and I

doubt she'd piss on me if I was on fire, but...

I don't know, Frenchy, you know.

It's rare to have certain people like certain people like us, you know?

Us?

No, mate.

No.

You, you mean.

Yeah?

Okay, I'll take that.

So why have been with the wives?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Unusual stuff.

I'm sorry, man.

I don't mean to... No, no, no, it's okay.

You know, it was a young marriage.

It was more or less over when we lost Millie, our daughter.

Oh, shit.

I'm sorry to hear that, man.

No, no, don't be.

You're not the one that gave her leukemia, right?

Yeah.

She was six when she, uh, she couldn't fight anymore.

So, uh...

I don't know.

After that, it was over, you know?

It was over.

It was all done.

The only thing left was the memory of losing

the most beautiful thing on this earth.

So, yeah.

This is why I seem to drink myself to sleep every fucking night.

Because if I don't, all I do is see Millie's face

and every other piece of heartache I've caused.

That's the thing about it, Frenchy.

Yeah, you got all this to look forward to, huh?

Let's see if you make it through today.

It's just...

She's got a tough life, this one, eh?

You know, personally, I don't think there's enough retail therapy in the world

to compensate for living with Barbossa, but...

Yeah, you're probably right.

So, what's your story, Frenchy?

Who says I've got one?

You were here, weren't you?

I don't know.

I made a few mistakes.

Signed up for the service back home.

Had the best of intentions.

Didn't quite pan out that way.

I'm not the only one who suffered for it, either.

Collateral damage, eh?

My specialty.

Same red day I drive, Frenchy.

What's she doing this Far East?

I don't know, mate.

She doesn't look too happy.

So screw you!

Irish Prince!

Yeah, this could be good for us.

Good for you anyways!

Fucking asshole!

Fuck you!

I'm done with you anyways!

What the fuck are you doing here?

I'm just making sure you're okay, Amanda.

I'm fine.

Now get lost.

Come here, you, you fucker.

Shut your hands off of me!

Do you know what my fiancé will do to you when he finds out about this?

Well, make sure you don't leave the part out about being outside Connor's apartment.

What, do you talk to his bitch ex?

The Chinese wannabe artist?

You've got no way to run, Amanda.

I should have never got off the fucking bus in this town.

Yeah, well, I tell you what.

You've got two choices.

You can either get back on that fucking bus or you can marry Barbosa.

This Connor kid isn't for you.

Come to think of it...

You know, maybe he's older than you.

He's always been that little bit too good for you, hasn't he?

Piss off, Grandpa.

And as if I'd need to take the bus.

I drive a Maserati.

I think you're missing the point on the bus line, love.

So, you tracked him down.

My fiancé will be pleased with his minions.

Apartment 610.

Knock yourselves out.

And send him my love.

610.

There you go, my love.

Thank you.

After you.

Thank you, honey.

Pleasure.

Now move on.

Elevators, right?

No, no, no.

No elevators, Frenchie.

I don't do elevators.

Let's take the stairs.

You sure we can handle it?

Yeah, I can handle it.

Hey, Liam?

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

I know.

I know what you...

Please wait.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

I know what you want.

Store it there.

I know what you want.

Listen.

This can't happen here.

This can't happen here.

Please, for Christ's sake.

You know why we're here, right, Connor?

Yeah.

Amanda's blowing up the intercom, isn't she?

Oh, hey, sweetheart.

Hey, come here.

It's okay.

Hey, Daddy's just playing with his friends, okay?

Donna, don't be scared.

Don't be scared.

Don't be scared.

What's going on?

Who are these men, Daddy?

They're just, uh... these are Daddy's friends, okay?

So we're just having a little chat.

Laney, baby, look at me.

Look at Daddy.

I need you to go back into your room and play, okay?

Okay, but, hey, sweetheart, we're just playing grown-up games here, okay?

It's a very fun game, Laney.

You want to play.

Come on.

Everybody get on their knees, yeah?

I'll tell you how it works, Laney.

We all hold hands in a group.

We close our eyes, and then we count.

Somebody hides.

Can you sit the...

Can you please sit down, Mr. French?

There you go.

You know what?

That means that it's your turn to hide, Laney.

How long do I get?

Well, we're gonna count to 50, then we're all gonna come look for you, okay?

So make sure you find somewhere good to hide.

Wait a minute.

What is that?

What?

Oh, right here.

Oh!

Wow!

Where did that come from?

Huh?

It's magic, sweetheart, okay?

Now listen, go inside and hide.

It is magic, sweetheart.

Go ahead.

You take that.

We're gonna come look for you in just a little bit.

That's one, two, three, four.

Let's get something straight.

Do you understand that you can't run forever?

I'm not running.

I'm just trying to move on in time.

I've been running my life.

With my daughter.

So where's her mum?

She passed away.

That's touching.

How do you get yourself into this mess?

How do you have a man like Barbossa hunting you down?

I ran some clubs back in Dublin.

And then when I got over here, I got a job in one of Barbossa's clubs.

I came with ideas, man.

Tell me more.

What?

Long story short, I fell in love with one of Barbossa's club dancers.

Crystal.

She was perfect, man.

She was perfect for me, anyway.

But the problem was that Barbossa, he's a possessive prick, isn't he?

And he hated the fact that she fell for me instead of him.

Crystal was pregnant.

And when he found out, he bet the shit out of her.

He even stabbed her.

Yeah.

Can you believe that?

That fucking snake stabbed a pregnant girl.

Lainey, she arrived way too early.

She was in the ICU for ages.

I'm sorry.

Crystal, she never made it out of the hospital.

She died shortly after the birth.

What does Amanda fit into all this?

She just wanted to take a bite out of the forbidden fruit, I guess.

I don't know.

She's the one that told Barbossa, and that's what sparked this psychotic rage.

And here we are.

Look, listen to me.

Listen to me.

I'm begging you.

I'm begging you, please.

For my daughter's sake, Sue.

All right, all right, listen to me.

Yeah.

Yeah.

You're gonna leave town, all right?

You never set foot back in L.A.

again.

Understand me?

I swear, here... Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down here.

This is not your position to make this call, Frenchy.

Okay, don't go down there.

Sue, if what he's saying is true... You don't have the authority... Sue!

If what he's saying is true, and we're giving to Barbossa

we are a couple of massive fucking wankers, aren't we?

What about the kid?

Ah...

If we let you go...

You go right now.

Thank you, thank you.

I understand.

Don't thank us.

We're fucking up by letting you go.

You just saved your daughter.

Okay?

Okay.

Okay.

Come out, come out, wherever you are.

Wherever you are can't be far.

You walk a line you'll never cross.

It's the line between being respectable, business-like,

and being an all-out immoral motherfucker.

And if you get soft, it's over.

That was the right thing to do, sir.

You know that, right?

Fuck you, Frenchy!

Fuck you!

What do you think Tommy's gonna do when he finds out?

Huh?

Manasaurus come in.

She's gonna rat on us.

Fuck you!

Yeah, well, at least I can live with her myself.

Maybe for not too much longer, you dumb son of a bitch.

I should have my fucking head examined listening to you.

It might be nice, though, eh?

To be able to look at yourself in the mirror for once and not feel disgusted.

She was the same age as Millie, you know, Frenchy.

I couldn't do it.

Couldn't do it.

I couldn't ever see us beat up an old man.

I just couldn't do it.

What are you doing here, Amanda?

You really should go home.

What are you doing?

Where's Connor?

He wasn't in.

The fuck he wasn't?

I spoke to him.

No, you didn't.

It wasn't his voice.

I think I know the sound of his Irish accent when I hear it.

Besides, none of that matters.

Barbossa's here.

He set you up, assholes.

They're here to kill Connor and blame it on you, too.

They've already gotten up in the elevator.

Oh, you're fucking happy about that, are you?

You fucking bitch.

You gotta fucking set us up for this.

She's gonna fucking set us up for this, you fucking bitch!

I can't fucking believe this.

What do you think we should do, sir?

I don't know, freshman.

I've never really been in this situation until you've come along.

We could call Tommy.

Gather the boys.

Let them know what this fuck Barbossa's up

to and wipe out the whole fucking bloodline.

Yeah?

What about the kid?

They got fucking guns, Richie.

They got fucking guns.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

We can take them.

If these guys stay too soon, we can take them.

We can take them.

We hit them hard, we hit them fast, all right?

I take the weapon.

I fire a few shots over the rest.

The rest will shit themselves.

We go get Connor and the kid and we get the fuck out of here.

We can do this, mate.

Okay.

Yeah, come on.

We'll get you.

Hey, sir.

We worked together well this weekend, mate.

But I don't think we'll be coming to work Monday.

This is by far the shittiest job I've ever had in my fucking life.

Well, I wish I had your wisdom 20 years ago, kid.

Shall we?

Alex.

French.

I warned you, it's a dog-eat-dog business.

Come here, come here, come here.

Is there another way out of here?

This is it.

Fire escape true lane, you should know.

It'll take you downstairs to the lobby.

Take you downstairs?

Take him and go now.

Go.

Sue.

Sue, get behind something.

Sir.

You're not half the man that Tommy thought you were, huh?

Sure.

Look at that man.

He should have walked away.

He had to settle for a knockout.

Code of boy.

Tommy, your boys, man, they set it off.

It was a bloodbath.

They tried to stop him.

That's why I called you.

My boys did this?

Yeah.

Like Sue always said, there'll always be a

bigger, badder catchers waiting to take you down.

Tommy, we got history.

Ah, you piece of shit.

You think I don't know you set us up?

Did you really think you can kill a man like Selinski, Golden Boy Baker,

and just walk away?

Not after all the years you walked the line for me.

You, your SWAT over here.

Yes, sir.

I need SWAT over here on 5610 East Side.

Here we go.

Here we go.

Oh, thanks very much.

Of course.

Thank you.

Here you go, sweetie.

Anything else I can grab you today?

No, that's it.

Thank you.

Let me cut it up for you, though, okay?

Don't need you choking after all that.

And listen, make sure you have some of your spinach, but it'll be okay.

It'll taste delicious.

All right?

Do cows have a good life before they get turned into steak, Daddy?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

Of course they do, sweetheart.

Yeah.

Cows get to do all the fun things that, that cows love doing, you know?

Like, um, like eating daisies and, uh, roll around in the grass.

Just like you.

Then, you know, the farmer does come along.

He looks the cow in the eye and he says, Barbecue time!

I'm glad they have a fun life, Daddy.

Yeah, me too, sweetheart.

Me too.

Yeah.

To each their own.