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He's still looking over the Fiberlink
contracts? - Yeah. - Come here.

What's going on with that manager
over there? - What? - At Fiberlink?

Yeah, the weight lifter.

No, she's a triathlete.
- Whatever.

Oh, good work, boys.
- Thank you. - Excellent, really.

Have that messengered over
to Fiberlink right away.

They need it before the
end of the business day.

I'll take care of it. - No. I'll take
care of it. I can drive it over myself.

Yeah? Great.

Yeah, ten minutes.

Yeah, no I got it right here.
I'm bringing it right over.

Listen, have you thought
about a movie yet?

Which one? The German one. The one about

a girl who thinks she's a wood nymph?

Yeah, yeah, absolutely,
I hear it's great.

No!
- Frank!

No, I was driving and this guy
I tried to stop, but there wasn't time.

He just bounced off my windshield.
- You hit him at full speed?

I heard a cracking sound,
and I don't know if it was my

windshield or his body, but it was just
so strange. Everything just slowed down.

I mean, I thought he
was stepping backward.

You know who you hit? - No. - Frank
Furnari. - Frank Furnari? - The lawyer?

I just got the call.
- How is he?

Critical. He's at Carnegie Memorial.

Let me ask you this did this
happen on the way to Fiberlink...

Can I help you? - Mr. Jake Straka?
- I was going to drop off the contracts.

Jake.

Mr. Straka? - Yes.
- I'm placing you under arrest, sir.

What's the charge?
- Reckless driving, aggravated assault.

Jake, don't say a word until
I get you a defense lawyer.

You have the right to remain silent.
- Not a word, you understand?

Anything you say can and will be
used against you in a court of law.

Let me get a hold of umm
Albert Murray right away.

You have the right to have
an attorney present. - Jake,

the intake is gonna be ugly.
Keep your wits about you.

You'll be arraigned and out of custody
by this afternoon. Don't talk to anyone.

Legal Services of
Pittsburgh, please hold.

Amanda, listen to me. Just file it today.
Tell the client you filed it yesterday.

Mr. Fallin. - Backdate it. I don't care. Just
backdate it. It's gotta be done. I gotta go.

Mr. Fallin, your nine
thirty's waiting in your office.

Hi. My name's Malcolm. What's
your name? - Nick.

Hi, Nick. My name is Malcolm.
- Yes, I know.

Are you a lawyer?
- Yes, I am.

What's the difference between
a lawyer and a trampoline?

I don't know, Malcolm.

You take your shoes off
to jump on a trampoline.

So your mother's seeking guardianship
over you? - Yeah, she is.

How old are you?
- I'm twenty-five.

You got a job?
- Yeah, and an apartment.

Are you in trouble?
- No.

Then what's the problem?

She's mad at me.

Your mom?
- Yeah.

I think it's because of
on account of my birthday.

Your birthday?
- She got me a stereo

from the store, and it's a CD player

with eighty watt speakers,
and a tape deck, and I traded

it to my friend Freddie
because he wanted me to have one

of those phones that when you
call, you can see the number.

And I have it right here, you know.

And Freddie wanted to trade
it so that when he would call,

I could know it was him,
and I could see the numbers.

And so I think that's why she got mad.

Because I traded the stereo to
Freddie, my neighbor, and...

What's the difference between
a lawyer and a trampoline?

You take your shoes off
before you jump on a trampoline.

They arrest me in my office. They set a
high bail. What the hell's going on here?

Frank Furnari's wife said you were on
the cell phone when you hit her husband.

The DA's got an agenda.
He wants to ban cell phones in cars.

He wants to use a reckless
driving charge as a springboard?

The word on Furnari is he
probably won't pull through.

If he dies, they'll amend the
charge to vehicular homicide.

What? - So what do we do? - Wish
for Frank Furnari's speedy recovery.

Sally Russell? - You a lawyer?
- Yes.

Not a law clerk? - No.
What can I do for you?

You've gotta get me off my work fare.

You currently work at Pittsburgh Pets
Animal Shelter. What's the problem?

The problem is I shovel crap. All
day, every day, that's all I do.

It's disgusting.

You're a single woman with
one dependent on welfare.

County can put you to work.
But I want a different job.

The thing about welfare is
they're trying to encourage you

to go out and find a job on your own.

Are you gonna help me or not?
I want a different job.

Good luck finding one.

My taxes pay your salary.

You're on government relief.

My taxes pay your salary. Right?

Malcolm has an IQ of about sixty-four.

He has the emotional and
social level of a ten-year-old.

Can you tell us why you are
seeking guardianship over him now?

People are taking advantage of him.
- Who is taking advantage of Malcolm?

There's a drug dealer named Freddie Paddock
who lives in Malcolm's apartment complex.

He's giving Malcolm drugs and
getting him to make deliveries.

How do you know this? - Me and Malcolm
are real close. He tells me everything.

He doesn't understand what he's doing.
He just wants to have a friend.

That's how he is.

Would it surprise you to hear that
Malcolm denies these things, Mrs. Dempsey?

He doesn't want to come home.

And you've contacted the police
about this Freddie Paddock?

Yeah. And all they did was talk to him.
They didn't arrest him.

That's because there was no evidence.

All they have to do is follow him around for
one day and there'd be plenty of evidence!

You recently lost your job, right?
- So?

Well, I'm sure you could really do
with Malcolm's social security check.

This is not about money! This is
about the fact that some drug dealer

is abusing my child! How can you

people just sit here and do nothing?

You should put
Freddie Paddock in jail!

Mrs. Dempsey, this
is a civil proceeding.

We are not here to rule
on a criminal charge.

You should arrest Freddie Paddock!

Your Honor, in the two years
that my client has lived

on his own, he's never been
in trouble with the law.

Mrs. Dempsey wants to be
awarded guardianship based purely

on her conjecture that he's
involved with a drug dealer.

I agree with Mr. Fallin. - I don't
believe this! I'm telling you about people

who are breaking the law!
You should do something!

Your son has rights.

We cannot take away those rights
without clear and convincing evidence.

And when he ends up dead on some street
corner, what are you gonna say then?

What are you people gonna say then?

The petitioner's motion is denied.

Hey, Nick the lawyer!

I want you to have this so when your
friends call you know who they are.

I already have a cell phone, Malcolm.
I appreciate it, but I think you should keep it.

Thank you for thanking me,
and good luck with everything.

Malcolm, I have
to go back to work now.

Oh. Can I come?
- No.

I could help you with your work.

I really appreciate that, but I
have to go back to work now alone.

Okay? Okay.

Oh, hi. I called. I just want to know
the condition of Frank Furnari.

What are you doing here? - I'm sorry.
I just had heard that...

My husband might die because of you.

Jake Straka. - Do I know you?
- Bruce Bono.

You have your Pirate seats
right in front of mine. - I do?

Please, don't come around anymore.

You wanted to see me?
- Yeah.

We're looking at being
sued over Jake's accident.

What?
- Look at this.

If Mrs. Furnari can prove that
Jake was working when he hit

her husband, we're looking at
damages in the high seven figures.

I don't have that kind of money.
- What about insurance?

Well, the policy's worth a million
dollars. This could bankrupt me.

You seriously think this
lawsuit's gonna hold?

Nicholas, I could lose the firm.
You could lose your job.

Now I heard Jake was meeting some
secretary at Fiberlink for a movie or...

Was he? - Yeah. - Then we could argue
that the accident did

not occur within the
scope of his employment.

He was delivering
documents for the firm.

So we lose on that theory.

I mean it's always a
risk going to trial, but

maybe the wife will
settle for the million.

No. We need some leverage.

Now I understand Mrs. Furnari is working
with the DA on Jake's criminal charge.

How badly do you think she wants
to get him? - What do you mean?

Well, I'm thinking we make her an
offer in addition to the million.

Jake?
- Nicholas, Jake has made some

very damaging admissions to us.

You think that we should testify
against him in the criminal trial?

Come in.

I just wanted to say how sorry I was
that I got the firm mixed up in this.

Well, everything's
gonna be all right, Jake.

Just get back to work and let
Albert Murray handle everything.

Well, what is our plan? I mean how
should we approach this?

Well, actually, we don't have
a plan right now, Jake.

Right. Well, I just want to say,
Burton, thank you. For everything

Yeah?

What?

Yeah. No, I'll be right there.
I gotta go.

Hey, you can't be in here.
Please step outside.

Oh, God! - Hold on a second.
Do you know this man?

No. I'm a lawyer. You're questioning
my client, Malcolm Dempsey.

Malcolm... This is my client.
- Stand back.

Listen, the witness heard a bang.

A few minutes later, sees
your client coming out of

that apartment covered in
blood and carrying a stereo.

Have you heard from the SEC, Nick?

No, not yet.

Nick Fallin! I have to see him now.
Nick Fallin! Where is he?

Excuse me.
- Who the hell is that?

You call him now.

What are you doing here?
- I told you this would happen.

You told me Malcolm was in trouble,
not that he was the trouble.

You sound just like the police.
Malcolm didn't do it.

You seem pretty sure about that.

Freddie Paddock was shot. Malcolm doesn't
have a gun. The police didn't even find one.

Well, maybe he ditched it. - My son has
been beaten up by kids his entire life.

He's never raised so
much as a finger to them.

There is no way he
killed Freddie Paddock.

It isn't in him. - Is it in you?
- Excuse me?

Well, it's just a simple question.

Who do you think has taken
care of Malcolm his whole life?

I'm the one who loves
him! And for you to

stand there and accuse
me, and -and to think

that I would let Malcolm take the blame.

Shame on you, Mr. Fallin! Shame on you!

Maybe you'd better
try the SEC again.

'Night, Sheila.
- 'Night.

Sheila.

Are you okay, Jake?
- Yeah.

I just got back some
comments from Fiberlink.

Do you -do you mind if I drop them
off on his chair? - Sure.

Son of a bitch.

They're gonna screw me.

Some guy was hit there
a couple of nights ago.

Yeah. His name is Frank Furnari.

He's in ICU at Carnegie Memorial.

You know him?
- Yeah.

Yeah, I served him that night.
- You were his waiter? - Yeah.

He sat in this table underneath
this picture of an angel.

I remember that. It's weird.
- Did he eat here much?

I never saw him before. I can't
even say he ate here that night.

What do you mean? - He arrived about ten
minutes before the woman.

When she came, they
argued about something,

very tense, and then they left
without touching their food.

What did they argue about?
- Who knows.

They left in a hurry. He even
left his coat in the restaurant.

It's still in there.

Excuse me. I'm dropping
this off for the Furnaris.

Frank Furnari?
- What?

I'm sorry, but he passed
away about an hour ago.

So we want these new
adult cases organized

by legal need, financial hardship

And urgency.
- Hold that thought.

Mr. Fallin, I got a call from the Chestnut
Street Precinct saying that a lawyer

of mine was representing a murder suspect
and to come down for the arraignment.

That was me. Malcolm Dempsey.
- Malcolm Dempsey?

Malcolm Dempsey was your responsibility
in a competency hearing. Period.

We do not handle criminal cases.
- What did you tell them?

I spent all morning making apologies for
stepping on the public defender's turf.

I'm handing it off to them.

Who drew the case? - Why do you care?
Who drew the case?

Marvin Ackerman. - That sucks. - He's
competent. - He's always looking for a plea.

Which is generally a good thing, James.

What do you think happened?
- I don't know. That's the problem.

Best guess.

Malcolm is a sweet kid. He's gonna
do anything you ask him to.

Kill someone? - Maybe he was in the
wrong place at the wrong time.

Once the cops have a
good suspect, they stop.

If you have the connections,
now's the time to use them.

I don't have connections.
- We all know why you came here.

The people I knew had nothing
to do with a dealer like this.

A dealer is a dealer. Once that kid is in
the system, he's never coming out.

If I contact these people,
I violate my probation.

Then don't do it.

Colin, it's Nick.

Oh, my God, Nick.

Come on in.

My God, I thought I'd never
see you again. How are you?

I'm good. I'm fine.
- Yeah? Cleaned up?

Good for you, man.
Good for you.

Unless you found
yourself another dealer.

Hey, Nick.
- Hey, Brian.

The electric lunch is over.

Take care.

Sense memory, huh?

Come on.
You want a hit of something?

No. - Taking it seriously, huh?

One of my few clients who was
always in control. - No, I wasn't.

I got this new thing. Sorority chicks
are all over this stuff. Special K.

It's unbelievable. - No, I can't.
- Community service. Probation.

Anyone else in your position
would be looking at three to five.

It's good to be Burton
Fallin's son, ain't it?

If they still got you peeing in a cup, I can
help you out there. I got urine samples.

I got probation officers
that'll look the other way.

I'm representing someone
that needs some help. - Okay.

My client's being charged with the murder
of a guy by the name of Freddie Paddock.

Freddie Paddock's dead? - Yeah. You
know him? - Yeah. I mean, not really.

You know, dealt half
grams, low-grade coke.

Our clientele didn't exactly mesh.

You can't help me out?
- I'm sorry.

Hope your client doesn't
spend too long inside, though.

Come on, baby.

I'm asking for a favor.

I know a girl. She's been talking
about Freddie Paddock's murder.

I want to talk to her. - She's not
gonna be comfortable doing that.

Besides, she's a crack whore. Not exactly
prime witness material. - I don't care.

I want to talk to her.

Okay. Stop by tomorrow around
lunch and she'll be here. - Great.

Hey, it was great seeing you.

Excuse me.

Frank Furnari died two hours ago.

First of all, just calm down.

The DA is going to file felony charges.

If you settle, they
can use it against me.

Haven't even considered
a settlement, Jake.

Look, I saw
something in the hospital.

Frank Furnari's wife and his law partner,
the way they were holding each other

What's your point? - Well, they might
be having an affair. - So?

Well, I found out that Frank
Furnari and his wife were

arguing right before he
crossed out into that street.

What if they were arguing about the affair?

Well, then, all in all, I'd say

he had a pretty bad night.

But if he was distracted...

If he was distracted, it's his fault.
Not mine.

It means I could beat the felony charge.

Jake, you should be telling your
defense attorney this, not me.

Well, look, I'm looking at seven years
of prison and losing my law license here.

And I'm looking at losing my
firm because you drive too fast.

Jake, I heard about Frank Furnari.

If there's
anything that I can...

No.

Okay. Jake.

Listen.

My father, he's gonna cover his ass.

I know.
- He doesn't mean any offense by it.

If there's anything that I can do

because I've been there.

You know, there were times last year when
I didn't know what was gonna happen, and...

And what'd you do?
- I don't know.

I just... day by day.

And things got better?
- Well, I'm here.

Look, my life is basically over.

I killed a man.

My life is basically over.

James.

A woman from the Pittsburgh
Pets Animal Shelter complained

to the county about the
quality of our representation.

She didn't want to be designated
pooper-scooper for her workfare.

She says you were rude.

I mean, you know, I can see
working long hours for no pay

when kids' lives are at stake,
but not for people like her.

We have no choice.
- It's degrading.

I don't know if I can do this.

The adult cases will allow us to
continue representing the kids.

I need you on board, James.

Hey, you're the best lawyer I've got.

Ms. Animal Shelter ain't
the only one shoveling it.

No. We made all therequested changes.

Let's just stop. Yeah, I agree.

I agree completely.

So let's stop all this nonsense
and get this thing done.

No, I have to know by
the end of business today.

If it's not approved, I've
gotta find a DC this afternoon.

Just fax the approval
over to Fallin & Associates.

Mr. Fallin, in the future don't do
your corporate work in our offices.

Okay. - Hope that wasn't
long distance. - No.

I got a call from
Malcolm Dempsey's mother.

She told me you accused her of
the murder. - I didn't accuse her.

This is a criminal matter.
You're not a criminal lawyer.

I'm not a legal aide lawyer either.

I'm telling you, Mr. Fallin, let
the proper authorities handle this.

Understood?
- Yeah, I got it.

Just a second.

Yeah? - Oww! What? - What
the hell were you thinking? - What?

Do you have any idea what kind
of trouble that could make for me?

It was just a little gift. - Do you
have any idea? I gave you money.

I covered for you after I got arrested.
I mean, what else do you want from me?

Okay. Just be cool. Just a little something
something I thought you might like.

That's all. Nothing more.
Damn.

Nick, this is Debbie.

Hi.
- You always this friendly?

Debbie, tell Nick what you saw.

A couple of nights ago I was
having a sandwich in the alley

behind Freddie Paddock's apartment,
and I heard this bang, right?

And I look up, and I see this
big black guy running down

the stairs with a bag in his
hand, and what I think was a gun.

Would you tell this to the police?

You didn't say nothin'
about going to no cops.

Debbie, an innocent man's being blamed
for this. The cops know you're not a killer.

They don't like me. - They're not vice
cops. They're detectives, homicide.

They know what you do.
They don't care.

Well, am I getting paid?

Is she getting paid?
- Yeah, she's getting paid.

Stu.

Jake Straka. We went to law
school together. - Oh, of course.

Jake. - Come on. I mean, crammed
for the bar together for six weeks.

What's up? - Well, I know that you worked at
Bono & Furnari a couple of years ago.

Yeah.

Listen. Was Bruce Bono having an
affair with Frank Furnari's wife?

Not that I saw.
Why?

Well, I don't know if you know what's
going on, but the DA is about to file

felony charges against me unless I can prove
that Frank Furnari was somehow at fault.

It's really pathetic, Jake.

Trying to drag down a dead
man's reputation, destroy

his wife's life all so
you can save your own ass.

Just stay in touch.

Murray. - Oh, there you are. - What are
you doing here? - I came by to talk to you.

You were talking to my boss.
You weren't in the office.

Stopped in to say hi.

You're fired.

What? - Settle out with
the man who hired you.

Is this woman an acquaintance?

It was this man. - You're sure?
- I got a good look.

Were you with a john? - No.
He just left.

My appointment with you
wasn't for another hour.

You are so not my type, sweetheart.

It was this man, I'm sure.

Or maybe this Olandis Williams
fellow is your dealer and he cut

off your credit and this is your
way of getting a little payback.

This guy's a dealer?

Well, she has information.
What's the harm in checking it out?

You smokin' any crack that night, sweetie?
- You say this Olandis Williams deals.

Well, I have information that
Freddie Paddock was a dealer.

Maybe there's a connection.

Okay.

Well, thank you for coming.

Now, listen, I got a
lot of friends in vice.

I hope you're not jerking my chain.

Okay, this is all good. So just put the
copy on my desk, and then file it.

What are you doing here?

Bruce Bono, Frank Furnari - two of the biggest
jerk-holes I ever met in my entire life.

Okay, so what? Earlier today you...
- Look, I couldn't say what I knew.

I was walking with two guys that
still work at Bono and Furnari.

All right, come on
in the conference room.

So what do you know?

Two lawyers were indicted
today on insurance fraud.

You know, bilking insurance
companies on bogus claims. - So?

So, had Frank Furnari lived, he would
have been the third lawyer indicted.

And Bruce Bono?
- Oh, I heard he cut a deal.

He's gonna be one of the chief
witnesses against his former partners.

Mr. Mooney! I got a letter from my
doctor stating that I got allergy problems.

And you saying your job is making it worse?
- I'm saying I got allergy problems.

No. You're saying you have
a problem going to work.

Hey, you got no right to judge me.

That's your boss. Hey, I want some
competent legal representation.

Is there a problem?
Yeah. I found out that the

Occupational Safety and
Health Act applies to workfare.

Now with all the animal fur and poop, my
eyes do not stop watering when I'm at work.

You realize if you spent half as much
time looking for a new job as you did

trying to get rid of your current one,
you'd be flipping hamburgers already.

Yeah, I'll be flipping something.
- I think she's right.

Go to her caseworker,
explain her situation.

You want me to threaten with a lawsuit?

The last thing these people
want is to have to go to court.

They'll find her another job.

Let's go talk to your caseworker.

Thank you, Mr. Masterson.

I knew when I first saw you
you wouldn't let me down.

Yes, Miss Erlitz, this is Bruce
Bono, of Bono and Furnari.

I'm the executor of
Frank Furnari's estate.

I know he's insured through your
company. I can't seem to find the policy.

Yes.
March 16th, 1949.

Now the covered amounts are?

Right.
And who are the beneficiaries?

Thank you, Miss Erlitz. We'll be in touch.

Murray just called. The DA is filing
a vehicular homicide charge against you.

When?
- Sometime this morning.

What did you find out?
- Got a lead.

That's good. Right?

Maybe.

How's your dealer?

You're doing the right thing.

Yeah.
Okay.

Gotta go.
What?

They just arrested someone else.

What happened? Well, we ended up
arresting Mr. Williams.

When we pulled him over for
questioning we found a gun,

same caliber that killed
Freddie Paddock under his seat.

And he also had drugs in
the trunk, so... Great.

What now?

Hi.

We're okay.

You're outta here. - I am?
- Yeah.

The police arrested a guy they think is
responsible for Freddie Paddock's death.

They dropped all the charges.
- Oh, Thank you!

Well, I didn't really do anything.
- Thank you.

Did you ever hear Freddie mention
a guy named Olandis Williams?

No.
- Okay.

Why were you inside Freddie's
apartment after he died?

Because I heard a big noise, and

I thought it was firecrackers,
and I just wanted to see.

You got your stereo back?
- Yeah. It's mine.

And Freddie said I could get it back
for going to the bus station in the morning.

You went to the bus
station with Freddie?

Yeah. To pick something up,
to carry it home for Freddie.

No, it wasn't nothin' bad. It
was just some cereal.

Cereal?

Was it called Special K?
- Yeah! That's it! Yeah, Special K.

Someone called me. Said they
had my husband's wedding ring.

Right here.

What the hell are you doing?
- We have to talk.

You'll be hearing from my lawyer.
- Mrs. Furnari...

I have an appointment.
What are you doing?

I know that your husband
had a two million dollar life

insurance policy with the proceeds
going to your kids in trust. - So?

So he wanted to commit
suicide, but in a way that

wouldn't blow his policy coverage
for his kids. - Get out of my way.

Did he take this off because he found
out about your affair with Bruce Bono?

That's what you were arguing
about at the restaurant, right?

When you were screwing the guy who
was putting your husband in prison.

I think I remember he stepped
backwards, staring at you.

I mean, he wanted you
to see him die, didn't he?

Your insurance company
will not pay off a

suicide, and I will give them everything
I've got. I swear to God I will.

What do you want from me?

A statement to the police saying it was
your husband who was reckless, not me.

That'll be enough to stop the
felony charge. - You scum.

You know, like your husband, I'm looking
at jail time and losing my law license.

Unlike him, I'm not ready
to step off a curb and die.

Malcolm.
What's going on?

He's being released.
Oh, God!

Ask her.

Mrs. Dempsey, Malcolm wants
to come home and live with you.

Is that true, Malcolm?

So I can arrange another
guardianship hearing, or we can... - No.

Malcolm can make his own decisions.

I don't need the court
to tell him what to do.

Excuse me.

Ballistics just came back.

The gun that we found in Olandis Williams'
car is the one that killed Freddie Paddock.

Did you find any drugs in
Freddie Paddock's apartment?

Nope.

Did Olandis Williams confess? - Mr. Williams
is claiming that he was framed.

Well, he might be telling the truth.
- Do you know something I don't?

No, it's just a feeling.

Call me if it gets to be more than that.

I need to talk to him.
- He's busy right now. - Thanks.

Jake!

Samantha Furnari changed her statement
to the police. I just cut a deal.

No felony.
Just driving school.

Congratulations.

Signed release absolving
the firm of all

civil liability for the
death of Frank Furnari.

He wanted to die without
voiding his life insurance.

Well, not that it changes
anything, but were you

obligated technically to
inform the insurance company?

They're not our clients.
We're under no obligation.

That's good work.
Good work, Jake.

I know I put the firm in a bad position.

Yeah.

And I wanted you to know
that it won't happen again.

That's good to know.

And all my life, all I've ever wanted to
do was be a partner in a firm like this.

Work for a lawyer of your caliber.

Well, I'd say you're
well on your way, Jake.

And next time you tell me
to messenger a document,

I'm gonna messenger the document.

Good.

Hey.
- How are things going?

Well, the police dropped the charges,
and the Furnari's aren't suing.

That's great. - Yeah.
- You know... - What?

Well, I'm really glad things
worked out. - Yeah.

Well, back to work then, huh?

Yeah, back to work.

Yeah?
- It's Nick.

Hey, Nick. I'd invite you in, but
I'm doing some business.

You dealing the Special K you
stole from Freddie Paddock?

What are you talking about?
- Did you kill Freddie Paddock?

Nick, man, you know me.
Am I a violent guy?

As soon as you heard the
police were gonna question

Olandis Williams, you planted
the murder weapon in his car.

I helped you. That kid was
locked into life in prison.

You used me. - Did you get
what you want, Nick?

That's all I'm asking.
Did you get what you want?

So, what's the harm?

Your client walked, and the
world's free of two punk-ass dealers

who sold bad crap and didn't
know how to throw a decent party.

If you don't stop dealing,
I'm gonna talk to the police.

What?
- It's your choice.

You gonna turn me in?

Let me ask you something.
If I were prone to violence,

how do you think I'd react
to something like that?

Be smart.
Stay healthy.