All language subtitles for The Art of More s02e04 Calvo.eng

Previously on The Art of More...

We get you in to do a
deal with Paul Rice,

aka al-Masrifi.

Just put me in front of al-Masrifi
and we'll get out of your hair.

$50,000.

You've just got to give
me some more time.

Would you be asking for more time
if that cop had your family?

And where's the money you promised me?

Or do I tell my buddy at ICE
to send them back to Iraq?

I'm not a junior accountant executive.

Do your job, which is whatever
Alesha and I tell you to do.

Until it's clear your presence will
not adversely affect DeGraaf's,

I'm going to have to put
you on mandatory leave.

You're opening a museum.

And I want you to be my curator.

I knew you could appreciate their value.

I'd love to take them off your hands,

but the IRS has fleeced
me of everything.

What are these worth if
no one will buy them?

Their value is only determined
by what the market will pay.

The NYPD detectives found
several instances alluding

to an arrangement between
you and Councilman Dortch.

My pastor thinks I should cooperate.

- It's all there.
- What about Hassan? Uzay?

- Uzay?
- What is he doing?

- Tell me where Uzay is.
- (GRUNTS)

I'm not introducing you to anyone!

Shit!

(DOG BARKING)

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING OVERHEAD)

AGENT (ON RADIO): We've
got eyes on Calvo.

He's headed for the basement.

MALE AGENT: This is Unit 2.
We're entering the building.

FEMALE AGENT: Clear!

MALE AGENT: DEA! Put your guns down!

_

(GUNFIRE)

AGENT (ON RADIO): Unit 2, where are you?

MALE AGENT: This is Unit 2.
We're in the basement.

MALE AGENT 1: Clear!

MALE AGENT 2: Clear!

MALE AGENT: He had three guys with him.
Where the hell did he go?

Aw, shit. Over here!

Jesus Christ.

This is Unit 2. He's got a tunnel.

We're in pursuit.

AUCTIONEER: Our final item of the night,

the soccer ball which was
scored by legend Manuel Negrete

for the Mexican National Team in
the 1986 World Cup, round of 16.

This will bring The Treasury
Department's auction

of the notorious drug kingpin El
Calvo's forfeited estate to a close.

We'll start the bidding at $50,000.

I've seen video of Negrete's
goal. It's brilliant.

I wouldn't have pegged
you as a soccer fan.

Well, I was captain of
my high school team.

Uncle Sam thanks you for your service.

- I thank him for the commission.
- I have 120!

You think he'll find El Calvo?

I do. He came for his kid's birth,

he'll be back to see them at some point.

These cartel guys think
they're untouchable.

140 from the bidder on the phone.

Do I have 160? 160,000.

When do you expect the ball
to be shipped to its buyer?

Usually after payment's
processed. It's about 48 hours.

Fair and final warning.

Sold to the bidder on
the phone for $180,000.

(GRAHAM WHISTLES)

Aren't we not supposed
to be seen together?

I'm off duty.

Right. So what, it's just like
a couple of guys hanging out

in the park watching kids play?

Nothing weird about that.

So you drag me up to Yonkers
to chew me out some more?

It wouldn't do you any good.

Oh, yeah? Why is that?

- You're a selfish prick.
- Oh, am I?

You think you're the only one
that's had bad shit happen to him.

I never said that.

August 4, 1979.

That's the day my dad
had his heart attack.

Dead in an instant.

Sucks, right?

(LAUGHTER)

RAMIREZ: The only hero
you know at that point.

Yeah. Yeah, it does.

You see that kid?

Gray shirt, blue shorts.

His name is Corey Dillon.

His mom, Joan, she used to work for me.

Until Paul Rice's crew killed her.

Now, he doesn't know it,
but I made a promise

to get the son of a bitch
who killed his mom.

And unfortunately, right now,

you're the only way I can do that.

So let me be clear.

I'm not going to let this go.

Ever.

I'll get your guy.

Let's go, buddy. Come on. Get in there.

Who's winning?

All right.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

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Hassan, we need to go back to Alnasseri.

I was hoping you could help smooth
over a little disagreement.

Call me when you get this.

We're already in talks with Toshi Ikeda

to design the museum.

I want you to do an installation,

but it has to be a priority.

Any chance you could squeeze me in?

Doll, that's not much time.

Between you and me,
I'm planning a pop-up

in London in a few months.

Oh. Another pop-up.

I'm offering you the chance to
do something revolutionary.

Your work will be the centerpiece
of an entire museum.

But sure, another pop-up could be good.

SAM: Wow!

ISABEL: Sam?

SAM: You said it, there
would be great things.

It's a real cop car. Huh.

This is really somethin'.

We weren't expecting you.

(WHISPERING) What are you doing here?

This is Clint Heller.

Sam Bruckner.

Yeah, cheers.

I just had to come down here
and meet you myself. Big fan.

- Hm.
- Mm-hmm.

So, what did I miss?

Uh, Clint was just about to
agree to do the installation.

Oh, was I now, love?

Yes, you were, love.

How can I say no to this woman, eh?

(CHUCKLES) Ain't it the truth.

That's why I made her my curator,

because she's the best at what she does.

And I only work with the best.

Yeah, I'm familiar with
your high-rise in midtown.

Without a doubt the best of Vegas.

I love that building.

Put me on the map.

It made me a lot of money.

A lot, a lot.

Enough to buy everything you'll
ever do a million times over.

I want you to come up with a number

and I'm going to take care of you.

Just don't be afraid to dream big.

What's your price?

- Izzy, love?
- Mm-hmm?

You know I adore you...

but I'm not taking a penny
of this sod's money.

If you'll excuse me, I
better get back to it.

Thanks for popping by, mate.

Later.

Clint!

- Sam!
- (LAUGHING)

What the hell was that?

I had that guy closed.

He's an arrogant asshole.

Of course he's arrogant, he's an artist.

He's... he's brilliant.

Mm-hmm. Yeah. He seems
to know you well, too.

Wow. Really? You know, I'm married.

You know, he's gay.

I have excellent gaydar
and it was not going off.

Artists!

They... they grow on trees in this town.

We'll get somebody else.

We'll get a crane and a
boulder, call it a day.

You hired me to do a job, Sam.

Why don't you just let me do it?

I'm the one that has the
vision for this museum.

- You need me.
- Sweetheart...

I don't need nobody.

EVAN: Miss Whitman, your coffee.

Ah.

The quarterly reports that you
asked for are on your desk.

Also, I know you wanted to
swap out some of the art,

so I had some pieces brought out of
storage as possible replacements.

Great. I'll take a
look and let you know.

Of course. And Agent Gibson
is waiting in your office.

Agent Gibson. How can I help you?

I need information on the person
who bought El Calvo's soccer ball.

You know I can't do that.

We've received information
that leads us to believe

El Calvo purchased the
ball through a proxy.

Surely, he wouldn't be that bold.

El Calvo is a soccer fanatic.

That ball is part of
Mexican soccer lore.

He is operating on an emotional
level, not a rational one.

El Calvo is responsible for 25%
of all drugs flowing into the US,

hundreds, maybe thousands
of brutal murders.

You could help nail him.

I'm not asking for information
on every lot, just the ball.

I'd like to help you,

but my business is built
on our clients' trust,

so, I'm going to need a couple of days

to discuss this with my lawyer.

You've got a day.

And then I'll get a court order
and force you to comply,

and this whole thing goes public.

Thank you for joining us today.

Pleasure.

Then it will also be your pleasure
to log and file those sales.

And when you're done, you can
start combing through the obits.

(SIGHS)

ARTHUR: Hi, Geoffrey. Arthur Davenport.

I know, it's been too long.

I ran into a friend earlier.

It got me thinking about you.

I have a business
proposition to run by you.

Do you have any plans tonight?

Geoffrey, wonderful to see you.

Geoff, how are you? Come in.

Geoffrey! Geoff, how are you?

Come on in!

No.

Geoffrey, I haven't seen
you in ages! (LAUGHING)

You haven't changed a bit.

How are you?

It is stunning, Arthur.

Isn't it? Such sadness in her eyes.

Mm.

Takes my breath away.

I know Baroque isn't
exactly to your taste.

I heard you acquired
another Francisco de Goya.

Is that true?

- Around four months ago.
- Oh.

Got it at a steal, just
shy of five million.

Appraised for six and a half.

- Congratulations.
- Mm.

You always did have a good eye
for investments, Geoffrey.

Mm. That makes what, three by Goya now?

I have a fourth at my
place in the Hamptons.

Oh.

Do you believe how,
despite his affliction,

he went on to do some of his most
important and profound work?

- Hm.
- It's an inspiring story.

Coming down with a
mysterious illness one day

and then suddenly going deaf and mad

shows how anyone can lose
everything just like that.

(SCOFFS)

You invite me here to
bum me out, Arthur?

On the contrary, Geoffrey.

How would you feel about
increasing the value

of all your Goya pieces by 50%?

Mm.

(BOTH SNICKER)

JERI: From a legal standpoint,

you're under no obligation to turn
over your client's information.

Now, that being said, the state
of the courts these days,

anything national security related
is likely to be rubber stamped.

So, they're going to get
it one way or another.

Well, you can fight them,
hold them off for a bit,

but in my opinion, eventually
you're going to lose.

If I give them the buyer's
information now, no one will know.

Possibly never will.

But if it somehow leaked,

I look like I betrayed my clients,

we could lose a lot of business,
and I'm out on my ass.

Or if you fight it...

At least when I'm inevitably
forced to comply,

I get to claim I did everything I could

to protect my client's privacy.

But I could still be out on my ass.

So, what do you want to do?

What's worse, helping Big Brother
or protecting a mass murderer?

Why didn't you discuss any of
this with DeGraaf's counsel?

They're DeGraaf's lawyers.
You're my lawyer.

And I wanted to take
your temperature first.

You're the only one I know I can trust.

I'm touched.

- I'm still billing you.
- (CHUCKLES)

When is the last time we saw each other

for anything other than business?

It's been a long time.
You still with Chad?

God, no. He was way too nice.

I was on the verge of stabbing
him to death in his sleep.

So, I boned his best friend.

Well, that's the Jeri I know and love.

You flying solo these days?

- Mm-hmm.
- Good.

I'm glad you take pleasure
in my loneliness.

Hey, I never said "lonely."

I miss our 20's.

We were some crazy bitches.

We need to go out again. Promise me.

- I promise.
- (SCOFFS) Blow me. I know that tone.

- Okay. Go.
- See you next time you need a lawyer.

Uh-huh.

(MOUTHS WORDS)

Okay, goodbye, Jeri.

Go.

Where were you this morning?

I was out on a solicitation.

Let me bring you up to
speed on what you missed.

Everybody needs to be
generating business.

You want off Alesha's team,
prove it. Simple as that.

Like I said, I was out
on a solicitation.

What was the solicitation?

(MUTTERS) Ah, for fuck's sake.

Uh... (CLEARS THROAT) It was a divorce.

A guy left his wife 'cause
she didn't trust him.

If you're back into smuggling,
you're back on your ass.

I'm not. Stop being paranoid.

I... I didn't mean that.

Fuck.

You've got to shut Dortch up.

(GRUNTING)

If he turns Helen Keller,
it all goes away.

And don't worry about Kai.
He signed a non-disclosure.

It's a federal investigation, Sam.

I don't know what you expect me to do.

I expect you to do your job, Dave.

What the hell am I paying
you $1,500 an hour for?

When's Dortch's interview?

- Next Thursday.
- Next Thursday.

Ah, shit.

We got to go to Plan B.

What's Plan B?

Sam. You egomaniac.

Wait, why is it so cold in here?

I like it cold so I
don't sweat in my suit.

Sorry, Mr. Brukner.

I told her you weren't available.

Nicole, all of the hot air is coming in,

so get out and take my
worthless lawyer with you.

You hired an architect behind my back

when I was killing myself
to get Toshi Ikeda.

I checked Ikeda out.

He's over budget on
everything he's ever done,

so I got my own guy.

He does all my buildings,

he comes in on time and on budget.

And that's why your
buildings are soulless.

We need an architect that's
going to make this museum sing.

But you can't see that
because I'm looking

20 years into the future and
you're stuck in the past.

You promised to include me in
all the creative decisions.

I value your opinion,

but it's my name that's up on that wall.

Okay.

Well, you can take my
name off everything.

ROXANNA: I wish I could do more.

But based on the advice of my counsel,

client privacy has to
be our first priority.

Even if you could help capture

one of the most dangerous
men in the world?

Save countless lives?

If you're right, but you
don't know for sure

if the buyer will lead to El Calvo.

And I can't put DeGraaf's at
risk based purely on a hunch.

I gave you a chance.

(CHUCKLES) I can't believe
you bought this thing.

Well, what was I to do?

It brings powers of invincibility.

I need you to broker another
private sale for me, two in fact.

Great. Roxanna's been riding
my ass for more business.

Well, she can be a bit results oriented.

Do you know a Geoffrey Woodbridge?

I don't think so.

He's going to buy one of my
Rubens drawings for nine million.

(SIGHS)

I don't think any of them are
worth nine million, but okay.

Why do you need DeGraaf's?

Well, I want a public record of it.

You said there were two sales.

Yes, well, Woodbridge is going
to sell me a Goya portrait.

Also for nine million.

So, it's a... clean swap.

No money exchanges hands.

But because the sale price is
on record, the value goes up.

Right?

And you have... three Rubens,

and Woodbridge I guess
has more than one Goya.

Astute guess.

Yeah, okay.

So now the whole collection
is worth millions more.

You want me to be an accessory to fraud?

Accessories make an outfit.

I think you owe me this one, Graham.

Why you doing this?

I told you of my financial predicament.

You of all people should appreciate
the lengths I need to go to.

I have no other skills.

I thought the only way out
from my family's debt

was to sell this place, my home...

of 30 years.

But then when your friend Hassan

came to visit me the other day,

yes, he wanted me to purchase
some of his smaller wares.

- And did you?
- No, of course not.

But when I saw how far that
poor fellow had fallen...

I decided I wasn't going
to suffer the same fate.

Jesus Christ.

I won't lose my home.

I told Roxanna that I'd
keep my nose clean.

Okay? And I look around
here and I see at least

five pieces that if you sold,
you'd be in the clear!

No. No, I can't!

It took my family generations
to build this collection.

Besides, from what I hear,
Roxanna needs every penny

to hold on to her position.

This helps her.

You.

Me.

Everybody wins.

(ELECTRO DANCE MUSIC PLAYING)

? Nourish, cherish, liquorice ?

? I'm not a quitter, I'm a
fighter and I live for it ?

? Short skirts, long legs, chocolate ?

? Not skinny but a woman
and I live for it ?

? Quiet, bang, popcorn ?

? Not loud, but I sing
and I live for it ?

? Men, suits, drumsticks ?

? Keep failing to impress
so let's try it again ?

? Keep failing to impress
so let's try it again ?

? Keep failing to impress
so let's try it again ?

(HEAVY BREATHING)

(MUSIC STOPS)

Is that your finger?

- ? Chainless, nameless, candyfloss ?
- Oh! No! (LAUGHS)

Come on!

(MUSIC STOPS)

(MUSIC RESUMES)

? Moon, stars, flying saucers ?

? Feeling tired, but I'm
wired, yeah, I'm high for it ?

Ladies.

Where do you think you're going?

? Not skinny but a woman
and I strive for it ?

? In the game, no money
but I'd die for it ?

(MUSIC FADES)

(PHONE VIBRATING)

(SIGHS)

SOPHIE: Auntie Roxanna, Mommy
said that you weren't coming

to my birthday party
tomorrow, but you have to.

We're having cake, Elsa
and Olaf will be there.

Please?

Sophie...

(SIGHS)

Jeri!

Jeri, Jeri, triple cherry.

Where you at?

? Pull up outside, baby ?

(HIP HOP SONG CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

- (CLATTERING)
- (LAUGHTER)

- Oh, shit! Shit!
- Oh, cocksucker!

Fine.

- Let's drink.
- Okay.

- Refill me, please.
- Mm-hmm.

Whoo!

This thing has bounce. I didn't know.

Oh please, don't pretend
you never screwed on it.

Nope. No screwing, no bouncing,

no boning on the DeGraaf's
furniture ever!

Really? Not even with that
hottie I saw earlier?

- Graham?
- Yeah.

- Come on.
- So you're cool if I call him?

I knew it. You are a
selfish little bit...

I can't hear you!

Why did it take us so
long to do this again?

Life. Work. Building a career.

Ooh-oo!

Leaning in, or whatever that shit is.

I'm going to lean into
this song and this drink.

Aren't we supposed to
be able to have it all?

You know, that's what they tell us.

- Mm-hmm.
- It's horseshit.

We still... gotta...
make... choices. Ow!

- (LAUGHING)
- Why is it so loud?

Because!

(BOTH SIGH)

EVELYN: Let's go play!

Hey, there she is!

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

You look exhausted, Jellybean.

Thanks, Mom.

Hey, Dad.

Heard you're drinking again.

MILES: Hey, Roxanna.

You look nice.

Can I get you anything?

I'm all set. Thanks.

You enjoying your time off?

Hey!

Aunt Roxanna!

Wow, look at your pretty
butterfly and all its colors!

Hey, I got something for you.

- Wow!
- Happy birthday!

- Should I help you? Let's get it.
- Yeah.

- It's a...
- A book!

It's a book. And this used to be

my favorite book when I was your age.

I would cozy up with your momma

and she would read it to
me every single night.

It's about a little girl named...

- Eloise.
- Eloise. Yeah.

- I like that name.
- Me too.

And Eloise lives on the tippy-tippy-top

of Plaza Hotel, which is very fancy,

and she has a turtle, and she has a dog.

I have a turtle and a dog, too!

I know you do.

That's why I thought it
would be perfect for you.

And if you're lucky, maybe your
big sis will read it to you

'cause I know you guys are best
friends, just like your mom and me.

- What do you think? Yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

Sophie, go enjoy your party.

Can I see you inside?

Yeah.

What are you doing here?

- Sophie asked me to come.
- (SCOFFS)

You're unbelievable.

You framed my husband
to get him arrested.

We may not be able to prove
it, but did you really think

that we wouldn't know it was you?

And then what you did to Dad.

I didn't. I...

You have the gall to show up
here as if everything's fine.

SOPHIE: Mom! The magician's here.

Come on!

I'll be right there, honey!

I want you out of here now.

And I hope you know that our
lawyers are going to make

this whole thing go away, and then I,

I'm going to make sure that
you get what you have coming.

Oh.

Oh, my poor little Jellybean.

It's okay.

It'll be all right.

I'll give you 400.

Wait, you don't understand.

This one alone is worth $250,000.

Careful.

It's a 3,000-year-old
Assyrian grave marker.

Not a huge market for that here.

400 for everything. Take
it or leave it, man.

Okay.

(KEYS RATTLING)

(MONEY TILL CLICKS, OPENS)

(SIGHS)

All of it.

Hurry up.

Come on. Come on.

(GROANS)

Hey.

You trying to prove a point
now, coming in early?

Just prepping the paperwork
on a couple of private sales.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. 18 million between the two.

- Okay. I'm impressed.
- (CHUCKLES)

Look, about the other day...

I owe you an apology.

No.

No, you were right. I messed up.

I need to be here and I'm sorry.

You okay?

Treasury wants me to turn over

the buyer's info from
the El Calvo auction.

- What are you going to do?
- I told them no.

Can you imagine if anyone found out

I was passing out clients'
personal information?

It'd be catastrophic.

Right.

Just my two cents,

and you can take it or leave it,

this might not be a
fight you want to take.

Why is that?

You don't want these
people looking at you.

They don't quit.

And, uh...

you have things that you
need to keep hidden.

It's better to lose a
client, even your job,

than have them as your enemies.

You made it just under the wire.

I was on my way to file the
paperwork with the judge.

Is there a conscience
in there somewhere?

Don't screw me on this.

It's our secret.

SHEILA: Miles.

- Hey.
- So good to see you.

We've missed you around here.

The feeling's mutual.

Hey, could I steal you for a second?

Okay.

You know, I was shocked
when I heard that

Roxanna had took you off her desk.

She doesn't know what a
resource she's losing.

Us rejects, we need to
stick together, huh?

Mm.

Anyways, I was wondering,
could you pull a file for me?

Sure. Which one?

Swift.

Are you lost?

Are you dying?

I had a particularly inebriated
weekend, so they tell me.

Getting a little B12 pick me up.

I don't really feel chatty.
What do you want?

You've got an empty
storefront in Queens.

Yeah, I got a lot of them.

This one in particular, I
need a cheap lease on it.

I'm not really in the
habit of doing business

with the slick douchebags I don't trust.

It's to pursue a lead
on Belinda's killer.

Nicole, will you give us a minute?

Sure.

I'll be in the other room.

Okay.

She's a bit intense, huh?

Yeah. I can't figure out if
I like it or not, but...

she gets the job done.

This guy, he has some
mutual friends with Nazari,

and if I can do him a
solid, he might talk.

There's always "mights"
and "maybes" with you.

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah, I can't make
promises on this one, Sam.

Yeah, well, I'll tell you what.

Here's a promise you can make.

Do you know the artist Clint Heller?

Not really. We've crossed
paths a couple of times.

Yeah, well, that prick,
he's sitting on the fence

about doing an installation
for my museum.

You get him off the fence,
get him to commit...

you got your storefront.

Works for me.

Now, I've got another meeting.

You know what to do.

Can I give you hand?

- Thanks.
- No worries.

You okay?

Yeah.

Just got off a flight from Chicago.

Don't love flying.

Ah, makes sense. You don't look native.

What's that supposed to mean?

It's a compliment.

You, uh, you look friendly.

I'm Graham.

Olivia.

Well, Olivia, have a...
have a good stay.

I thought natives were
supposed to be pushier.

(SIGHS)

That's actually, uh, not
usually my problem.

But let me know if you
need a tour guide.

I will, Graham Connor.

Have a good night.

DOORMAN: If you're ready, I can
take you up to Mr. Brukner's.

(LINE RINGING)

_

What are you hiding?

(LINE RINGING)

MAN: Yeah?

It's Miles Hewitt.

I need you to find me
somebody in Germany

to look into a restoration company.

(PHONE RINGING)

GRAHAM: Where have you been?

I think I have a way to make
it right with Alnasseri,

But I need you to come with me.

I have troubles of my own.

- I need you there.
- You need?

Do you have any idea
what I had to do today?

My family should be with me right now,

but instead your immigration people
are still holding them somewhere.

All I get are the pictures that
fucking detective shows me!

Wait. What do you mean
he shows you pictures?

Pictures he shows me to show me
that Vashti and Ammar are okay.

Hassan, listen to me.

If Washington turned Vashti
and Ammar over to ICE,

they wouldn't be taking photographs
of them for some dirty cop.

And there would be a record
of them in the system.

What are you talking about?

ICE is an official government agency.

It's public information.
You should be able to call

to find out where
they're being detained.

Hassan?

Hassan?

WOMAN: Can you spell that for me please?

Vashti.

V-A-S-H-T-I.

Vashti. And Ammar.

Please hold.

Sorry, I've got no record
of either in the system.

No. That has to be a mistake.
They must be there.

There's no mistake, sir.
They are not in ICE custody.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no!

- Is that it?
- That's it.

I'll handle the rest. That's your copy.

I'm grateful you decided to
help an old friend in need.

- We done?
- Well, there is just one more thing.

Now that we've driven up the comps,

I was wondering if you
could find someone

to purchase another of my Rubens.

At the same elevated price, of course.

Have to be someone from abroad.

Maybe Russia or even Qatar. Yes.

Someone who doesn't move
in the same circles as us.

Can't have anyone finding out
about my financial situation.

(CHUCKLES)

I don't think you understand the
position you're putting me in.

I can't lose this job.

Don't grow a conscience
on me now, Graham.

You've done far worse and
asked far more of me as well.

Besides, it's already done.

It's only a matter of reaping the
commission on a legitimate sale.

A sale I know Roxanna would appreciate.

I can always ask her to
broker it if you won't.

(MUTTERING)

Brother Brukner.

Have to save the vocal
chords for when it counts.

Well, there's no use preaching
to an empty church, is there?

(CHUCKLES) Unless you're praying,

but I doubt that's why you're here.

Well, that's one of the great
things about being a lax Jew.

I just fast one day and I'm
good for the whole year.

Please.

You're a very busy man, Reverend,

so I'm not going to take
up too much of your time.

I'm going to cut right to the chase.

You carry so much weight and
influence in this community.

Especially with a certain
councilman in your congregation.

Yes, Councilman Dortch.

He's been one of our devoted
flock since uh, well...

since he could sit on his mama's lap.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Then I guess you may, or
you may not be aware of...

there's currently an
investigation going on

into whether or not the
councilman and I had certain...

business dealings.

Terrible accusations.

They're utterly
unsubstantiated, I assume.

Wholly unfounded.

Councilman Dortch has
endured a lot of stress.

I'm worried that his memory
may be a little clouded.

I want to ensure that
he does not cast about

any, um...

misrepresentations of me.

So, if you were to use your influence

to show him the divine virtue
of only telling the truth

during his upcoming interview, I...

I would be eternally grateful.

"Truthful lips endure forever,

a lying tongue, but for a moment."

Proverbs 12:19.

The eternal is a long
time, Brother Brukner.

Well, let's just say that I
would be extremely grateful

in the very near future.

"And if you cast your
bread out upon the water,

it will return to you tenfold."

I guarantee it.

Ecclesiastes 11.

(CHUCKLES)

Why don't you come to
this weekend's service?

I think you'll like my sermon.

(CHUCKLES) I will wear my Sunday best.

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

I mean you and your family no harm.

Okay? Just please hear me out.

What is this?

I know you're being
evicted from your store.

That's your new space.

I don't understand.

I made a deal with the owner.

It's twice the square footage at
the same rate you're paying now.

And it's a prime spot,

and you'll do at least
triple the business.

It's yours.

No catch.

It's my way of apologizing.

I know you're just an honest
guy trying to do your best

to give your family the
American Dream, and...

hopefully that's a step toward that.

That other guy, Uzay?

He killed my girlfriend.

So, when I thought you
knew where he was...

Anyway.

I hope you can understand and I
hope you can accept my apology.

What was her name?

Elizabeth.

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

I will talk to my cousin about putting
you in touch with al-Masrifi.

Shukran.

Affha.

- Roxanna Whitman.
- Yes?

I'm Roger Kennison.

You know who I am.

I do.

Would you like to step into my office

so we can speak in
private, Mr. Kennison?

No, I wouldn't.

And I find it ironic you'd be
concerned with my privacy now

after you give my personal information

to the authorities when
I've done nothing wrong.

They contacted you then.

Yeah, they questioned me at my office.

I've been a DeGraaf's
client for nearly 20 years.

Never again.

I'm done doing business here.

And I'm going to make
sure everyone knows why.

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You really going to say
no to all that money?

I've got plenty of money.

Don't have the time to waste
on a wanker like Brukner.

You're not going to get any
argument from me on that.

But don't tell me you're not
interested in what he's hawking.

Being the face of what will be the first
outsider art museum in the world.

Your show at Dismaland,
that castle's iconic.

It's genius. Who's the
only one getting press?

Banksy.

Fuck that guy. This is all you.

And it's not coming down in a month.

It's going to be up for good.

This is the big time.

I don't know, mate.

Let me spell it out for you.

Full creative control.

You want to do a giant sculpture of
Brukner with a dick in his mouth?

- (CHUCKLES)
- Great.

I can't wait to see it.

That's not a bad idea.

Can I have that one?

Yeah. As long as you
do the installation.

I'm in.

Okay.

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