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You think you know Las Vegas.

The life. The action.

The sex.

There's a Vegas you've never seen
before.

My Vegas.

My name is Angelica, and I deal in
dreams.

And because everyone has a little sin in
them, the next dream fulfilled could be

your own.

I can come with you, baby.

Vanessa, I told you.

You would be bored.

Oh, come on.

I wouldn't be on your way. You know me.

And besides, who's going to take care of
your baby?

I do.

It's not like that.

It's business.

I know what you want.

Just wait.

Oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh.

What?

Vegas.

I'm sorry, Vanessa.

The answer is still no.

Look, I'll bring you back something nice
and shiny.

Huh? How's that?

I will miss you.

Come on.

Why not just... Enough!

Don't worry.

I won't let you get lonely.

Are you going to make a big score on
this baby?

It's a big one.

Everything's good to go. The suite's
under the name Thomas.

Oh, yeah? How many?

At least six, maybe seven. Is everything
set up?

Yeah, no biggie. I got the casino vault
issue and individual player chips.

Everyone's at equal par, starting at
seven figures.

Well, you can bet Ramirez is going to
try to make ten million, the minimum.

You know what? Please remind him if he
gives you any trouble. All the terms

were set up in advance.

Big money with bigger egos.

Here. That should do it. So tomorrow
night at 9, please keep everyone

informed. And Sasha, you can have the
rest of the day off. I've got a mountain

of paperwork to deal with.

You sure you're done to want help?

Sasha, when your boss tells you you can
have the rest of the day off, get out of

here.

Thanks.

How many in security know about this
game?

Just me.

And all the guys involved, that's it.

Good. There's going to be more money and
bullshit in that suite than an entire

night in the casino. The less people
that know, the better, okay?

Yep.

Hello, Natasha.

Nice to meet you.

It's Sasha now.

Ah, right.

My mistake.

Are you just going to stand there?

What are you doing here?

I just happened to... To be in town.

All right.

Okay, look, you got me.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry to have busted in on you like
this, but the truth is...

I miss you, you know.

What more do you want me to say?

Well, you could start with the angle.

No angle.

Promise.

That's not behind me.

You just decided to fly halfway around
the world to look up an old runner?

An old girlfriend.

Look, I know things could have been
better.

I understand why you left.

So you're not mad?

Of course not.

Things are different now.

No more imports and exports.

I just wanted to say hello.

It's my mistake.

I shouldn't have bothered you.

One drink.

Good scotch?

The best.

Everything's all set?

Tomorrow night, we're going to phone the
location to your room one hour in

advance. When did you get all cloak and
dagger?

You decided to make the pot so big.

I like a woman who knows her business.

Speaking of which, I'd like to introduce
you to Cynthia, my assistant.

Hi. Can I pay? Thank you. Nice to meet
you.

I was hoping you might be able to
recommend some places you might enjoy

while I'm out playing with the boys.

Oh, that's okay. I just hit the tables
or something.

Oh, I think Angelica can do better in a
game of blackjack. Oh, absolutely.

There's pink rioters in town. Would you
like front and center?

Really? You can do that?

Yep, and I'll have the driver escort you
backstage to meet the band after.

What'd I tell you?

She's the best.

God,

I was young.

I'm stupid.

Any luck?

They don't miss their life.

Not even a little.

How about you?

Why'd you quit?

Do you remember Vanessa?

She died last year.

A balloon burst in her stomach.

Vanessa?

Jesus, she was just a kid. Yeah, she was
very sad.

She had to be clean.

Fortunately. You got out in time.

Everything could have been different.

I was wrong to make you do those things.

Yeah.

Yeah, you were.

Anyway, I've put that part of my life
behind me now.

So now you're American.

Did you find what you were looking for?

Yeah.

Yes, I have.

I like it here.

I feel safe.

Good.

I'm glad.

I'm not the same person.

Neither am I.

You heard you haven't missed me?

Not even a little.

Oh, I like it.

Oh, I'm all bored.

This isn't me anymore, Boris.

Right. You've changed.

Right, Natasha?

Sasha, I'm not the same person.

Is that what you tell Angelica?

Or do you really believe that bullshit?

How do you know about Angelica?

She's quite an entrepreneur.

She doesn't know, does she?

Look at things over your ass.

It makes you who you are.

Oh, you can change your name and your
accent.

Fancy yourself up.

But you're still my scared little cock
mule who does whatever it is I say.

Fuck you.

I'm not some 20-year-old junkie who can
order around anymore.

Really? The big independent American
woman now, huh?

This could all go away, but...

on my finger.

What do you think Angelica would do if
she knew the truth about you?

I'm such an idiot.

What do you want?

There's a game tomorrow night hosted by
your boss.

I want in.

No, I wouldn't help you even if I could.

You can and you will.

You have too much to lose.

I put my funds in your bank book.

All you have to do is get me on the lid.

Fuck you.

Been there.

Think about it.

You've created a new life for yourself.

No need to throw it away.

How's it going?

Alrighty. What about yourself?

This the Ramirez file?

Yeah? I'm going to take it.

Oh, you know, there is always something.

Turns out I forgot to put down one of
the names on the list. A card player

from L.A.

Who?

Boris Temkin.

He's legit.

Bought into the game over a month ago,
but, well, I got the name screwed up and

put him down for a show.

Does Angelic even know about this or
not?

Actually, I...

Look, I screwed up.

I was kind of hoping we could keep it...
On the down low?

Are you kidding me, Sash?

I mean, this isn't even my deal with
Angelica. I just can't throw people in

the mix the last second, you know?

But you're not.

He was already down for it.

I just forgot to add him to the final
list.

Whatever. Listen, just please, for now
on, give me a heads up. I don't operate

this way, right?

What's the guy's name again?

Boris Hempkin.

L.A., right?

L.A., right?

Yes.

And what do you do?

International trade, I think.

Consider it done, sunshine.

Thanks. Yeah.

Oh, you won.

Yeah.

How about that?

Mmm.

I like this one.

Yeah? Mmm.

Well... Maybe I can be arranged?

I don't know what's inside me.

She's bugging me.

Is that what you wanted?

Yeah.

You

like

that, don't you?

Very much.

You know you can't wear that.

I'm just trying it on.

Yeah.

I'm 720.

Like that.

Like I'm dad?

I always do.

He has a black diamond 2000 series.

Red and blue.

Boris Temkin?

Yeah, am I late?

No, no, no. I'm Matthew.

Now, they just sat down. Why don't you
get situated here?

Good.

Hello, gentlemen.

Boris Temkin.

And you are?

Ready to play.

Shall we start?

An opening bid is, say, $100,000.

Gentlemen, good luck.

Play fair.

Things open 24-7. In case any of you
guys get lucky, you can go make a

deposit.

Capisce? Have fun.

Can I get you anything, Mr. Temkin?

Ah, got it.

Queen.

Thanks.

Thanks for seeing me.

Glad you called. Have a seat.

Who is Boris Temkin?

Got him into the game.

Care to tell me why?

I used to know him.

From where?

Let's go.

I was 16.

Living on the streets, doing things just
to get by.

Boris got me out of it.

Put me up in a nice place, took care of
me.

Eventually he had me smuggling drugs all
over Europe.

What's he doing here?

Said he'd tell you.

Tell everyone about... about what I used
to, you know.

If you didn't get him into the game.

I'm so sorry.

I was just so... I didn't think... Do
you have any idea what this could do to

my business?

If people find out, it could ruin me.

I should have told you.

I'm sorry.

You know, Sasha, everyone has a past. I
knew about yours. I didn't know the

players in particular, but I knew about
it. I knew enough.

I mean, no one's past.

It's everything they'd wish it to be. My
God.

Okay, well.

The game should be over. Let me see what
happened.

Boris won.

He always does.

He cheats.

How?

I don't know.

Different ways, different times.

But he always has an inside track.

I'll be out of here by tomorrow.

I'm really, really sorry I let you down.

Well, I'm sure it was very hard to come
to me. I appreciate that.

Mr. Larson is due in from Chicago in the
morning, being by nine.

I'm not fired?

Well, I wouldn't suggest being late.

What about Boris?

Even if you call the police, he'll tell
them about me and... I'll deal with Mr.

Plimkin, okay? So I should go home.

Aruba. I always wanted to go there.

Yeah, baby.

It would be great.

Six million. Oh, my God.

Yeah, baby.

It's a lot of money.

Yep, she wiped out the closet.

Obviously took everything of value.

And he played me for a fucking fool.

Played us both.

I understand your losses minus the other
players are in the neighborhood of three

million.

I'm sure Mr. Temkin is caring far more
than that.

You think I should look at this as some
kind of opportunity?

It's up to you.

Why? Tell me.

Why don't you go to the police?

Because they're not my client.

No.

You're not telling me something.

You're covering for somebody.

Look, I protect a lot of people,
including yourself.

You want the money or not.

Thanks for the help.

But let's face it.

What the fuck is worth half a six
million?

Hmm?

My friend, you have no idea.

I feel like the luckiest man alive.

Well comrade, your luck just ran out.

Experience enough in life and eventually
every song seems to remind you of a

lover you once knew.

And every street corner becomes a wrong
turn you once made.

But our path doesn't have to define us.

Sometimes it's just a stop along the
way.