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Who are you?

(WOMAN SCREAMS, GUNSHOT)

Marina!

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

DAVEY: Go, go, go!

(SPEAKS RUSSIAN)

(TIRES SCREECHES)

Mama!

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

Call the police! Now!

(SOBBING)

(TV FOOTBALL COMMENTATOR SPEAKING)

BARTENDER: Here ya go, champ. Thanks.

You're blockin' my view.

Peanut?

It's time you made a change.

My suggestion is go someplace warm,

get out of the heat.

That the suggestion?

Okay, it's not a suggestion.

Since you put it that way, how long do I got?

No rush. Finish your drink.

(GLORIA ESTEFAN SINGING TURN THE BEAT AROUND)

♪♪ Turn it up, turn it up, turn it upside down

♪♪ Turn it up, turn it up, turn it upside down

♪♪ Turn it up, turn it up, turn it upside down

♪♪ Turn it up, turn it up, turn it upside down

♪♪ Turn the beat around

♪♪ Love to hear the percussion

♪♪ Turn it upside down

♪♪ Love to hear the percussion

♪♪ Love to hear it

♪♪ Blow horns you sure sound pretty

♪♪ Your violins keep movin' to the nitty gritty

♪♪ When you hear the scratch of the guitars scratchin'

♪♪ Then you'll know that rhythm carries all the action, so

♪♪ Woah yeah

♪♪ Turn the beat around

♪♪ Love to hear the percussion

♪♪ Turn it upside down

♪♪ Turn it up, turn it up, turn it upside down

♪♪ Love to hear the percussion

♪♪ Yeah!

♪♪ Love to hear it ♪♪

(NEW DANCE SONG FADES IN)

♪♪ I wanna see you do your thing

♪♪ Get up for that party

♪♪ I wanna see you do your thing

♪♪ Got to move your body

♪♪ I wanna see you do your thing

♪♪ Get up for that party

♪♪ I wanna see you do your thing

♪♪ Got to move your body ♪♪

Hey, Enrique. Chris, how are you?

Carlos. Hey, Chris, what's up?

I got you guys set up right back here.

Gracias. Carlos?

Here you go. VIP. Anything you need, let me know.

You guys have a good time, okay?

Anything these guys want... (WHISPERING)

Got it.

Okay.

♪♪ I wanna see you do your thing

♪♪ Get up with that body

♪♪ I wanna see you do your thing

♪♪ Gotta to move your body

♪♪ I wanna see you do your thing

♪♪ Get up with that body

♪♪ I wanna see you do your thing

♪♪ Do your thing

♪♪ Do your thing

♪♪ Do your thing

♪♪ Do your thing ♪♪

Manny!

Hey, you got any peanuts tonight?

Andy, you know the boss don't like peanuts.

Why not?

They don't have any class.

Oh, boy.

I like 'em.

Here you go. Thanks.

Tell me somethin'.

What's a guy got to do to get a job around here?

Hmm. Try tipping the bartender.

Come on. I'm serious.

Sometimes they need people at the door.

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

♪♪ I wanna see you do your thing

♪♪ Get up with that body

♪♪ I wanna see you do your thing ♪♪

(CHATTERING, LAUGHING)

WOMAN: Give it to me, give it to me.

MAN: Excuse me, ladies.

Come on.

♪♪ Do your thing

♪♪ Do your thing ♪♪

Okay, okay. No more in the club.

Sit down.

That's not good enough.

Sometimes I think you're such a prude.

You know what?

You're no good to me with your nose full, all right?

Plus, I promised your father.

You're my business partner.

You think they just come to dance? People come here to party.

I don't need you to tell me why people come here.

Okay, I don't need trouble.

Trouble costs me money.

Do you understand? Yes.

♪♪ I wanna see you do your thing

♪♪ Get up with that body

♪♪ I wanna see you do your thing

♪♪ Got to move your body ♪♪

We're maxed out, boss. We're going to have to start

stacking 'em on top of each other if we don't get any bigger.

All right.

Bigger.

(CROWD CHATTERING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

(FIRE DISPATCH CHATTER)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(CLUB MUSIC PLAYING)

♪♪ I can take you there

♪♪ I can take you everywhere

♪♪ You can come with me

♪♪ You can run away with me

♪♪ I can take you there

♪♪ I can take you there ♪♪

POLICE OFFICER: I know, sweetheart-- the coke ain't yours.

Just keep your hands on the car.

Tango Six, we're on scene.

Let me see your ID.

You're a big girl, you know this is possession.

♪♪ I can take you all the way

♪♪ I can take you every day

♪♪ Only me and you

♪♪ I can show you what to do

That lieutenant needs to catch a beatin'.

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

No, do that and even my father couldn't save us.

Good evenin', Mr. Troiano. Andy.

♪♪ I can take you there

♪♪ I can take you there

♪♪ I can take you there

♪♪ I can take you there

(NEW SONG FADES IN)

♪♪ Show me what you got

♪♪ Got to, got to see what you got

♪♪ Show me

♪♪ Show me what you got Show me everything you got

♪♪ Show me what you got

♪♪ Got to, got to see what you got

♪♪ Show me what you got

♪♪ Show me everything you got ♪♪ Show me

♪♪ Show me what you got

♪♪ Got to, got to see what you got

♪♪ Show me what you got Show me everything you got

♪♪ Show me

♪♪ Show me what you got

♪♪ Got to , got to see what you got

♪♪ I heard a lot of big talk, babe

♪♪ They told you what you got for me

♪♪♪ So tired of all that big talk, babe

♪♪ Now don't you want the world to see?

♪♪ Show me

♪♪ Show me what you got Show me everything you got

♪♪ Show me what you got Got to, got to see what you got

♪♪ Show me what you got Show me everything you got

♪♪ Show me

♪♪ Show me what you got Got to, got to see what you got ♪♪

CHRIS: Enrique.

(SPEAKS SPANISH)

Christopher. Whassup?

Hey, you look great, man. Yeah, you too.

(CHEERS)

(NEW SONG FADES IN)

Donatella.

You look fabulous tonight.

Chris, mi amigo.

Signor Versace, you don't look half bad yourself.

Welcome to Liquid.

How we doin' tonight?

We'd do better if we raised the cover.

Well, let's not get greedy.

Just an idea. You're the boss.

We want to keep the money coming in, not going out.

Yeah.

Chris, look. It's so cool.

CHRIS: What is this?

It's called publicity.

People come here to see celebrities

and bitchy socialites like you, not me.

It's all about South Beach.

Six months after we opened up Liquid,

building boom, real estate boom, tourism boom.

Honey, in this town... you're the star.

You're dangerous and mysterious,

and people want to know more about you. All right, enough of that.

Get this out of here.

(CHEERING) Madonna! Madonna!

MAN: Madonna!

Yo, man! What the hell is this, bro?

We been waiting 45 minutes. You going to let everybody in but us?

Damn right, I'm gonna let everybody in the club with an attitude like that.

This is bullshit! I've been here for 45 minutes!

♪♪ Let your body go

♪♪ Woah, woah, woah

♪♪ Let your body go

♪♪ Let your body go

♪♪ Let your body go

♪♪ Woah, woah, woah ♪♪

(INDISTINCT)

Ciao, Sandra.

Oh, beautiful. How are ya?

You look nice, baby.

Come here.

Now what? What's that around your neck?

This thing? Yeah.

It's new jewelry. I thought we talked about this.

Stop it. Stop it!

Mr. Troiano. Andy, it's Chris.

We got a situation outside, boss. We need you.

No way I'm not going in that club! I asked you to calm down.

Hell, no, I'm going in the club.

Andy, step aside. Kim, get back to the door.

Is there a problem? Damn right.

This punk with the sun tan's saying

we can't come in the club 'cause of how we're dressed.

Uh-huh. Sun tan.

And what are you guys, ballplayers? Yeah, semi-pro.

Semi-pro! Oh, yeah.

Well, I'm very sorry,

but we only let professionals in my club!

Hey, ignore him! Come here!

You want to come to my club? Hey, get over here!

ANDY: Calm down! Calm down! Let me go!

ANDY: There's a van across the street. See the van?

It's been there since 5:30 this afternoon,

nobody's gotten in or out of it.

You've been watching since 5:30? Yeah. It's my job.

Don't look at it. Who is this?

I don't know who it is. Could be the Enquirer, looking for Madonna

could be the cops, looking to shut you down,

but I figured you should know before you belted this guy in the face.

All right.

Handle this. All right.

ANDY: Let's talk for a second. Calm down.

Now, listen. There's a van across the street. You see the van?

Don't look at the van. Do you see it?

It's full of cops, which is why I brought the boss back inside.

Now, I'm gonna tell you guys, you're not getting in this club tonight.

But...you come back here tomorrow night dressed to impress,

I will walk you in myself, and the club picks up the tab.

That's the deal. Do you want it or not?

VIP Room and bottle service? VIP Room, done.

All right? All right.

You all right, Manny? You okay?

Let's get this rope set back up.

Andy. Yeah.

You got a blackjack? What are you doing? Let's take a walk.

What are you going to do with this? Come on!

I want to see if those college boys are the only ones who fast-talk.

Hey, where ya goin'?

What do you think? I think it was the cops.

Not paparazzi?

Nah. Why not?

Paparazzi would have stayed and took your picture.

All right.

Get that ready, will you?

To what do I owe the pleasure again, Lieutenant Houlton?

I'm just feeling a little unloved

because my name wasn't on the list again last night

and I had to miss Puffy and all.

You're looking for love? Buy yourself a puppy dog.

Just stop hassling my customers.

All I know, since Liquid opened, drug arrests on South Beach are up 20%.

So what? They're club-goers.

I don't like your people or your club corrupting my city.

My club is clean, and I'm clean.

You know what? I'm going to do you a favor.

You want to come inside and feel the love,

I'll leave your name at the door.

You know what? I'll take a rain check.

But tell your buddy Madonna and all your other fancy friends

that I'll be there sooner or later.

Okay.

Enjoy yourself while you can.

And I don't need my name on your bullshit list.

(♪♪♪♪♪♪)

(STATIC)

CHRIS: Look at this. Real nice.

CHRIS: Hey, Danny. DANNY: Yo!

You got a count?

Yeah, about 250, minus expenses.

Health inspectors. Code enforcement. Sanitation boys.

You know they jacked up the juice again last week?

Cost of doing business. Don't take it personally.

Do me a favor. Cut me out two Gs.

(CLUB MUSIC PLAYING)

BOUNCER: Beautiful girls, beautiful girls.

Get these two in right here.

BOUNCER: VIPs. I'll take care of these two right here.

♪♪ Better get ready to run

♪♪ Look out here we come

♪♪ We the big one

♪♪ Now we goin' atcha You know we goin' to getcha

♪♪ Better get ready to run

♪♪ We the big one

♪♪ Big one

♪♪ He's the big one

♪♪ He's the big one

♪♪ Step aside! ♪♪

Chris?

Two guys are asking to see the manager.

All right, send 'em in.

Are you Mr. Troiano?

I'm Chris Troiano.

You look just like the magazine.

Yeah, 'cause that's me.

A friend of ours saw the picture

and said maybe you can help us find some people.

What are you guys, cops?

Just friends.

They're supposed to be friends of yours.

Do you know Mike Block?

Phil D'Amato? No.

Davey Harris?

Tony Pizzo?

Eddy Boyle? No.

Slava Petrov from Staten Island?

Somebody shot his wife dead, you know.

Very sad.

How about Christian Wentz?

Like you, he come from New York to be a big shot.

I don't know what you're talkin' about.

The man we're looking for takes money from Slava Petrov.

I think the money comes to you.

Slava Petrov's money is our money.

Our money, our club.

I think we're partners now.

You're talkin' bullshit.

In the club, it's okay the people think Chris is the boss.

But you remember,

who is the real boss.

No worries, Mr. Troiano.

I take care of this.

(URINE FLOWS)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(♪♪♪♪♪♪♪)

♪♪ Move it, move it, move it, movie it

♪♪ Look out, here we come Better get ready to run

♪♪ He's the big one

Come here!

Come here!

ANDY: Get over here!

♪♪ He's the big one

(SCREAMING)

♪♪ He's the big one ♪♪

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Hold him right there!

CHRIS: You piss in my club?

Huh? You want to piss in my club?

Now I piss on you!

Manny!

Get off!

Throw 'em in the dumpster! I mean in the dumpster!

♪♪ Move it, move it, move it, movie it

You see that puddle over there? Get all that up.

Hey, boss. Huh?

I hope you don't mind me askin', what was that all about?

How do I know? They were drunk.

All right, they were drunk.

Maybe it's just me. Drunk or not, somebody pisses

and lights a fire in my club, I'd be a little worried.

Don't worry about it, all right?

I ain't worried about it. No one's burning me down.

Good. I'm actually starting to like this job.

(♪♪♪♪♪♪)

You okay, buddy?

How ya doin'?

MAN: Hey, look out! Hey!

(LAUGHING) Hey.

Hey.

Thank you. You look like you could use some help.

I think you're right.

Last time I was on a pair of these things,

they still called 'em skates.

Well, the first lesson's free.

Oh, yeah? What about after that?

We'll negotiate.

I can be a pretty hard negotiator.

We'll see about that.

(♪♪♪♪♪♪)

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

Yeah. I'm only telling you what I heard.

Albie. Yeah?

Tell Danny and Manny to get over here.

Okay.

You sure about this? I'm tellin' you what I heard.

All right.

Girls, would you join me for a second?

MANNY: What's up?

We're checkin' IDs tonight. Every one of 'em.

And I don't want to see any candy being sold tonight either.

Why? What's the matter?

We're taking a raid tonight.

(SCOFFS) Where'd you hear that?

Doesn't matter where I heard it.

They're going to pretend like they're checking IDs,

but they're going to be looking for dope.

You sure? I didn't hear anything like that for tonight.

You're talking about losing a lot of money on account of a rumor.

I think it's bullshit.

Maybe.

Just do it.

(♪♪♪♪♪♪)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

BOUNCER: You know the rules--no IDs, no nightclub, no partying.

No weapons and no drugs allowed in my club.

You can't get in the club.

Keep movin', keep movin'.

Because.

You have ID? You can't get in.

All right, I know these two. Come on.

♪♪ Give me all your lovin' Don't stop now

♪♪ Don't stop

♪♪ Gotta give me all your lovin'

(VOCALIZING)

♪♪ You gotta give me all of your lovin'

(VOCALIZING CONTINUES)

♪♪ Don't stop Don't stop

♪♪ Don't stop Don't stop ♪♪

You got an ID? No.

No ID, no club. Sorry.

Not tonight. You got to go.

ANDY: Come back another time. Sorry.

Not tonight.

It's not too late for us.

We could still make up part of the night.

You cost me money.

I just told you what I heard, Chris.

I'll make a call if you want to make a call.

Yeah, well, do something. All right.

I don't know why you trust this guy.

(SIRENS BLARE)

POLICEMAN: Let's go, let's go!

How the hell did he know?

CHRIS: Let's give 'em some room. Right this way, officers.

♪♪ All your love ♪♪

(RECORD SCRATCHES) MAN: Whoa!

Police. Everybody stay calm, get against the wall.

POLICEMAN: Let's check some IDs. Let's go!

Everybody gets checked for IDs-- Everybody!

This can't be everybody.

POLICEMAN: All right, go look.

Everybody face the stage.

POLICEMAN: Everybody calm down, get against the wall.

I want everybody checked for IDs right now. Let's go.

POLICEMAN: Are you 21? Let me see your ID.

I don't get it. The place is clean.

Let's go! Let's get out of here! Outside!

Thanks for keeping us safe, Lieutenant.

Appreciate it.

I'll be back, you prick.

Two bottles of beer.

Give this guy a whole bowl of peanuts.

I thought you didn't like peanuts.

A little something for you after this thing.

Thank you.

Take a walk.

What?

So, how'd you know?

What do you mean, how?

Oh, you don't understand the question?

Who told you?

I heard it, that's all.

I pay a lot of money to hear things, and I didn't hear about tonight.

I want to know how you heard about it.

What does it matter? It worked out.

It matters because it makes me suspicious,

makes me wonder what else you know that you're not telling me.

So, I need to know.

You want to know? Yeah. What are you into?

The guy, the lieutenant there...

Yeah, the prick Houlton. Houlton, yeah.

The wife of one of his guys told me.

A cop's wife? Yeah.

I met her rollerblading.

(CHUCKLES)

You're banging a cop's wife? Well, you saw the guy.

She says he takes his job too seriously,

so somebody's got to do it, right?

What? I'm serious.

You're banging a cop's wife? Yeah!

She wanted to see me tonight. She said I should phone in sick

because they were going to raid the joint, so I told you.

What? What?

Next assignment, you gotta bang Houlton's wife.

No, you bang Houlton's wife.

No, no, that's for you!

That's your next gig!

(♪♪♪♪♪♪)

(VOCALIZING)

Bye.

ANDY: Now, you see that over there?

That is a view.

You did not get a view like that back in the old neighborhood.

(SALSA MUSIC PLAYING)

I heard you know Big Head from Bath Beach.

Big Head?

The one who was going to marry Anthony's daughter?

Yeah. I went to Utrecht with her.

Of course, I know Big Head. You went to Utrecht?

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

Tell me something.

What do you miss most about New York?

What do you always miss?

The food. The food.

Most definitely.

Still, there're worse places to run away to, you know?

What do you mean?

You got your reasons for coming down here, I got mine.

Yeah.

There are worse places you could run away to.

No doubt.

Yeah!

Whoo!

(CHATTERING)

CHRIS: Relax. Shadow opens in a month.

They're looking to bury us.

They hired my DJs,

they're comping my lists, which I'm sure they stole,

they're offering crazy deals to my promoters.

We got a national rep now. Did you hear what Elle said?

Elle said we're the hottest club in America.

Vanity Fair, New York mag, everybody's on our bandwagon.

Variety. Variety calls me some hunky impresario.

Now, how bad can things be if I'm a hunky impresario?

All right? We're doing great. Be proud of what you accomplished.

I'm not afraid of competition. Nobody's going to bury us.

Shadow's not competing. They're looking to screw us.

I think they're the ones that have been making all those complaints for months.

You know how the city's been on us about underage kids

and crowd control and sprinkler system bullshit?

I'm telling you, it's them.

I got it, I get it, I'll take care of it.

But let's not worry about it until they open. All right?

So you're just going to let them steal it from you? Just like that?

I think you know me better than that.

CHRIS: Come on, come on, hurry up.

CHRIS: Let's go.

CHRIS: Come on, let's load up the van.

Let's go. Let's go.

Oh! Merry Christmas!

All right.

CHRIS: Nothin' but the finest.

Let's have some fun.

Red or white?

Whatever. Just make it a good year.

Play ball!

Goin' long.

CHRIS: Yeah!

ANDY: Go long! Go long!

(LAUGHTER)

ANDY: Hey!

Go long!

(BOTTLE SMASHING)

(CLUB MUSIC PLAYING)

Yeah!

I didn't know we stocked this brand.

Boss. Yeah?

She just said that we don't stock this brand here.

There's some new Russian stuff. New Russian.

We're going to have that for a while.

This is the new good stuff.

ANDY: Hey, boss!

Go long! Go long!

You go. Go. Go long.

Again. All right.

(MUSIC CONTINUES DOWNSTAIRS)

This could be a little difficult to accomplish.

Our friend has a complete faith

that you can accomplish anything you put your mind to.

(CLASPS CLICK)

(♪♪♪♪♪♪)

Next we're building Joia restaurant and the bar room lounge.

Van Dyk and Oakenfold are going to DJ there.

It's going to be really hot.

I already got commitments from Jennifer, Puffy,

Gloria Estefan, the Donald, my whole gang.

And we're franchising Liquid to other cities.

Liquid Lounge Las Vegas and Liquid Lounge New York

are already on the fast track.

I'm meeting Rudy's people next week at Gracie Mansion

while the liquor boards are doing their due diligence with the licenses.

I'm telling you guys, it's going to be beyond huge.

It's all my doing.

But you know, at the end of the day

I could find the cure for cancer,

and I'm still only going to be known as who?

Madonna's girlfriend.

That's right.

Cheers to that.

(CHATTER)

(PANTING)

You didn't look too excited to see Carlos and Enrique last night.

What's your problem with those guys?

What do I care about them pendejos?

They're just pissed

'cause the Russians spilled their drinks.

Yeah?

You should take a couple of these. You'll swell right up.

My cousin OD'd on steroids.

I won't take 'em, and neither should you.

Well, that's why I don't overdo it.

I just do it 'cause it gets me there faster.

You want I should spot you with that?

No, no. I'm all right.

You got to have somebody watch your back.

All right. On three.

One, two, three.

(CLUB MUSIC PLAYING)

Bellissimo, bellissimo.

Grazie, Mr. Versace. But it isn't mine!

I'm so sorry, I'm wearing Christian Dior tonight.

Hey, Gianni, how are you? Danny.

♪♪ Tell me stranger

♪♪ Tell me where you're headed tonight

♪♪ Tell me stranger

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

♪♪ I don't know you

♪♪ But I know that look in your eye

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

♪♪ Tell me stranger

Yeah?

MAN: Hola, Chris, a friend of ours wants to catch up with you tomorrow.

Uh, tomorrow's not really a good day for me.

You wouldn't refuse a friend, would you?

Where?

♪♪ Tell me stranger

♪♪ Tell me where you're headed tonight

♪♪ Tell me stranger

♪♪ Tell me what you're looking for

♪♪ I don't know you

Larry, meet Baya. How you doing?

♪♪ But I know that look in your eye ♪♪

ANDY: Hey, hey, hey...

Andy. Hey. Ya see this?

Doin' all right? What you drinkin' there?

It's yours. Your bartender made it.

Fresh. All right, all right.

No, no, I'll take the beer. Go ahead.

Okay, have a good time.

BAYA: Whoo, hey!

You settle down. Give me my drink. Come on.

(BURPS)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

♪♪ Let your body go

♪♪ Let your body go

♪♪ Let your body go

♪♪ Woah, woah, woah, woah

♪♪ Let your body go

Whoo!

♪♪ Let your body go

♪♪ Let your body go

♪♪ Woah, woah, woah, woah ♪♪

Sorry.

Come on, Olivia, open the door.

Will you cut the crap? Open up!

What's going on?

It's her. She's been messing around again.

If you don't open the door, I'm breaking it in!

Come on, come on.

CHRIS: Oh, no. What are you doing?

See this?

See this? This is what I'm talking about. Look at you!

Stop it!

Stop it! You're not my father!

Stop it! Andy, clean that up for me.

Come on, we're going.

(♪♪♪♪♪♪)

Ciao. Good morning.

Ciao.

MAN: Signor Versace?

How's Olivia doin'?

Yeah, I signed her in, got her bedded down in the rehab.

She'll do all right. Be good for her.

Oh, my God.

Lieutenant Houlton. How'd I know I'd see you today?

Do us both a favor and can the smart-ass for five minutes.

You seen him?

His name's Andrew Cunanan.

He's wanted in four murders across the country.

I know he's been to your club.

I also know that half of South Beach was at your house last night,

including Versace. You seen him?

I can't help you out.

Look, Officer, this...

He's mourning the loss of a friend right now.

This guy wasn't at the party or the club either.

Woah, woah, woah.

Who asked you? You asked the both of us.

Wait a minute. What's your name? Andy.

Andy what? Andy Burnett. What?

Andy, get against the wall. Pat him down.

Get against the wall. You want to bring us downtown?

Bring you the guest list too. Keep your mouth shut. Don't move.

Let me ask you. Your boyfriend go to the same charm school you did?

You got nothing better to do? It's a big city--30 other clubs in this town.

You got to mess with me?

Hey, lighten up. I'll be in touch.

Be in touch. Touch this.

I can't stand that guy. I can't stand the sight of him.

ANDY: He likes you too. Scumbag.

I'll let Danny open up.

Let's get out of here, clear our heads.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

I can't believe you're dumb enough to let me drive this.

You haven't driven anything yet. Open it up. Come on.

(REVS ENGINE)

There you go. Yeah!

What the hell is this?

They're probably just trying to jack the car.

Trying to jack us? They're in a $90,000 car themselves.

Why they want to jack our car for?

Lose 'em.

What the hell are they doing?

Scumbags. Who is it?

It's those Russian bitches.

Son-of-a-bitch!

Chris! Keep the car straight.

(GUNSHOTS)

Damn it!

Take the next right. I'm going to reload.

Okay.

You got some kind of problem you're not telling me about?

No, that's just a warning.

Just a warning? No. Pissing on the floor, that's a warning.

These guys are shooting bullets at us.

If they wanted to kill us, we'd be dead by now.

Give me the keys. That's a real comfort.

Let's get out of here.

(♪♪♪♪♪♪)

Hey.

Hey!

1963 went that way.

You said we're going fishing. I dressed to go fishing.

What are you fishing for?

You think this is the pier at Sheepshead Bay?

I'm surprised they even let you on the dock.

Good morning to you too.

Come on, untie us. Hurry up, before they lock you up.

The water's beautiful, isn't it? No.

No? Why not? I don't like the water.

I can't swim. I'm a city kid.

You can't swim? No.

Neither could I. I learned how, though.

Did you even try? Yeah, I tried. Every time I tried, I sank.

Hey man, if you're going to be hanging out with me, get your act together.

Change the way you dress. You look like a schlep.

Whaddya mean, I look like a schlep?

There they are, right up here.

Christopher.

Hey, brother. What's up, man?

How ya doin'?

I didn't know you were good friends with the Jimmy Buffet.

Funny. Chris.

Hey. How are ya? Glad you made it.

You guys want a cool drink? How about a mojito? Two mojitos?

Two is good. Get 'em two mojitos.

You like fishing? Fish? This guy can't even swim!

No, I can fish. I can't swim, but I can fish.

Give him a pole.

Come inside. There's no line here.

You'll figure it out. You're a smart boy.

We won't be long. Don't worry.

Mojito. Thank you.

(MAN LAUGHING)

Hey, you guys got any Dramamine or anything?

'Cause I'm feeling a little seasick right now.

Do it over the side, man.

No, I just want to go in the bathroom, something inside.

Can I just go in and find some medicine or something?

Go inside behind the bar.

Yeah, there, man. Thank you.

Don't touch any of our things. No, I won't.

MAN: Get it into your head, Chris.

This is win-win for the both of us.

There's nothing else to discuss.

Andy, come back outside, now!

You okay? Yeah, I'm good.

Yeah? Thanks. Yeah.

Oh, I got a bite! Mira!

Bring it in the boat!

(LAUGHS)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

I learned that from Jimmy Buffet, all right?

COP 1: Hello. Looks like they got some company.

COP 2: It's the nightclub guy, and he's got somebody with him.

COP 1: Do you recognize him?

Uh-uh.

He's got to be somebody

if they brought him for a meet with Allie Boy.

COP 1: How we going to ID him?

I got an idea.

Well, you know, nothin' for nothin',

but you ain't said a word to me the whole ride back.

What?

I said, you ain't said one word to me the whole ride back.

You want to tell me what that was about?

Nothin'. Mind your business.

You're the boss. You want me to play dumb, I'll play dumb.

But I got to tell ya something.

If you went to Allie Boy for anything at all,

you might as well put a gun to your head.

Allie Boy?

Yeah.

I don't remember making any introductions.

Why would I need to be introduced to Allie Boy?

Everybody knows who Allie Boy is.

Okay, look, I've known him since we were kids.

He heard about the Russians taking a shot at us.

He thought he could help. He offered. That's it.

So, what's he going to do? Nothin', all right?

I told him I could handle what needed to be handled.

That's it. End of story, end of questions.

End of questions.

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

Here we go.

Okay, Dave, he's leaving the marina now.

(SIREN SQUAWKS)

Good afternoon, sir. How ya doin', Officer?

Licence and registration.

I got a licence, but I don't have a registration

'cause the car belongs to a friend of mine, so...

Sir, can I search the bag, please?

The bag, please, sir.

Keep your hands where I can see them.

I suppose this belongs to a friend too.

Why don't you cooperate before your warrants come back

and you find yourself deeper in the hole?

Keep grinning, tough guy, and your bargaining's over.

Is that what we're doing? Bargaining?

(TELEPHONES RINGING)

Mike Hawke. Eastern District Organized Crime Task Force.

Charlie Glaser, FBI Miami.

Hey, Charlie. Good to meet you. Eastern District?

That's New York. Aren't you a little far from home?

Not really. What are you doing with that guy?

Recognize any of them?

Yeah, that's Alphonse. "Allie Boy."

Head of the Colombo crime family.

We've been working him since he's been down here.

Today we got him at a meeting with Chris Troiano.

South Beach hotshot. Probably a front.

He brought along this wise-ass muscle

who works for him, Andy Burnett.

He was in possession of a weapon.

So you leveraged that to flip him,

and that gives you eyes and ears on the inside.

It's a nice plan, except... Except what?

He's already on our side. He's an undercover cop.

(HEAVY SIGH)

Sorry we don't have any bikini babes up here serving champagne.

This'll do.

Haven't heard from you lately.

Things are happening.

We know that.

Troiano's branching out in South Beach

and trying to move to New York.

His girlfriend Olivia's fronting for him,

and you're his new right-hand man. Yeah.

Seems he's one of Allie Boy's biggest earners.

I don't have that nailed down yet.

Bullshit. Allie Boy's got to be behind him.

I'm not hearing any of this from you.

When were you going to tell me about getting shot at by the Russians?

It'll be in my report, Mike.

You're a cop, Andy.

Even in deep cover, don't you think

getting shot at in a car chase justifies a phone call?

The Russians are connected to a Slava Petrov.

They had some bad business with Chris back in New York, they feel they're owed.

Partnership in the club is part of the payment. That's it.

What about the Allie Boy sit-down? What about it?

I didn't know Allie Boy was on the boat,

and you know damn well I got pinched as soon as I got off.

You know what I think?

I think maybe you're getting to like the life too much.

The cars, the boats, the broads, the booze.

Look, Mike, you knew this thing was going to take time.

Chris, he's just a means to the end.

You want to follow it to Allie Boy,

or do you want me to jump in like a cowboy and bust this kid

on some steroid and burglary charges?

I got that nailed down real tight... Don't get smart.

I'm not gettin' smart. Yeah, you are.

No. You guys brought me in to do the job.

You got to let me do it the way I know how, Mike.

Months ago we had nothing. Now I got a sit-down on Allie Boy's boat.

I don't know about you, but I call that progress.

You know Allie Boy's got a 12-gauge Mossberg below the deck?

We can't prove it's his, but it's enough to hold him

until we can get these other charges to stick.

What about the Latin twins?

They show up with briefcases,

they go behind closed doors with Chris, they leave without briefcases.

So when were you going to tell me about this?

I just did.

A narcotics angle, then.

Is he moving it for himself or Allie Boy?

There's stuff moving through the club, it's mostly ecstasy,

but I don't know whose hands are dirty.

As far as I know, it's just club kids

Chris thinks it's good for business, he lets it go.

You want to know about narcotics, talk to Lieutenant Houlton.

Guy'll help you out.

He's got a hard-on for Chris on a drug charge

worse than a newborn baby wants tit.

You're a font of useful information. I try.

Listen, let me tell ya. These are the new rules.

If I find out you're holding back, that you're not telling me everything,

I'm going to have to believe you've gone native.

That's the day I'm going to pull you out.

And I won't care if you're on your way with a shovel

to dig up Jimmy Hoffa, you got that?

Andy? I got it, Mike.

Stay in touch.

Mike, think you could work on getting me a clothing allowance?

I mean, these clothes are, like, 1963 or something.

Chris. Yeah?

It's Johnson again, man.

That greedy prick.

Was he outside? Yeah, he's outside.

All right. Send him in. Let's deal with his, huh?

What's going on? What's up?

The fire marshal wants more money.

Been taking care of his whole family since we opened.

Let me take care of it. Hold it.

He doesn't want anybody but Chris, so stay out of it.

Okay.

Mr. Troiano.

You have a problem. Just one?

The city has just issued new occupancy capacity formulas

that are going to impact your seating.

Oh, is that so?

So that means I'm going to have to let more people in my club?

No, I'm afraid your legal occupancy will be cut in half.

Effective immediately.

What is this?

It's bullshit.

Let's just keep it civil, Mr. Troiano.

I'm only here to make sure that you comply with the code.

Danny, ask this crooked prick how much it's going to cost me.

How much? How dare you.

How dare I? What's the number?

I'm calling the office right now

and I'm going to take you in for bribery.

Oh, yeah?

You're sure that's what you want to do?

All right. In that case, let me give you a reason.

(GRUNTS)

ANDY: What are you doing? Hey! Hey!

What are you doing?

I swear to God, I'm going to get you closed down!

Settle down. Manny, get him out of here.

You won't be able to open a hot dog stand when I get through with you!

I do. Come back in. Any time.

You all right? I'm all right.

Just chill out!

He's under a lot of pressure right now. Everybody's squeezing him.

Now you know I'm right.

He's not going to get away with this. I'm gonna have him arrested.

You want to get closed down?

Seems to me, you've had your hand out so long

you're forgetting about your neck right now.

You go to the cops, everybody loses.

You follow me? Hey. Do you follow me?

Yes. Now, let's talk. Come on.

He deserved it.

Johnson's the third guy double-banging me this week.

You're going to have to pay him twice as much.

Yeah? So what. It was worth it.

I come down here to start over, you know,

build something, leave a lot of stuff behind.

I started it up with my sweat.

There's a line of a hundred people with their hands freakin' stickin' out.

Everybody thinks they deserve a piece.

Everybody thinks they're entitled.

Sanitation, Health Board,

fire marshals...

(YELLS)

How about big boss Allie Boy?

Yeah? How about you, Andy? How much do you want?

Or maybe you're already taking your piece.

That what you think?

I'm just pissed.

Hey.

You forgot these at the club.

You might want to be careful next time.

(BOTH GIGGLING)

Okay. Here we go. Here we go.

Two more steps.

(♪♪♪♪♪♪) One, two,

three. ALL: Surprise!

"The bitch is back!"

I love it. Thank you so much.

This is great. Welcome back.

It's all right. It's club soda. Boss's orders.

While we welcome Olivia back, let's just take one moment,

we got to say goodbye to Danny,

who's been with Liquid from the very beginning,

at the steering wheel, going back home.

We wish you nothing but luck, my friend. Thank you.

And I don't think I'm alone when I say,

may all your ups and downs be between the sheets.

(CHEERS, APPLAUSE)

Let's have some fun, all right?

(♪♪♪♪♪♪)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

COP: Copy that. Sir?

E.M.T.: Get him out of here.

You guys good to go? Yep.

REPORTER: So far, the police are not telling us what led

them to the black BMW luxury car

at a remote park at Key Biscayne,

but inside the trunk they found the bodies of the two men

identified as Alexi Papov and Dimitri Kroutik.

Police sources say they suspect both men last night

were victims of a mob-like hit,

and there were bullet holes in their car

indicating there may have been a high-speed chase before the murders.

We'll be back with more in a minute.

This wouldn't have anything to do with our little boat trip, would it?

How do I know?

What do I care?

Well, you should care.

We could have to answer some really important questions soon, Chris.

What are you talking about?

We had a brawl with these two dead guys

in front of a dozen witnesses, not to mention we shot at each other in a car chase.

So what?

So what if the cops pull the slugs out of that BMW

and find they match a gun registered to you?

What you gonna say then? You going to say you lost the gun?

They're going to say, "Why didn't you report it lost?"

Then what are you gonna say? You want more?

They shot at us first. They're dead!

Nobody can arrest them. They can arrest us. We're the live ones!

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

Think about it.

(RINGING CONTINUES)

Yeah.

Okay.

All right.

I'll be right back. Wait here.

Everything all right?

Come on, we're going for a ride.

Alright. Let me just grab my phone. No.

You won't need it.

Where we headin', boss?

(FROGS CROAKING)

Get out.

Start walking. What are we doing?

You never been to the Glades, Andy?

No. Why would I want to?

(GRUMBLE, SPLASH)

There's the gator.

Maybe he smells dinner.

Go on.

Sometimes you got to feed the gators, Andy,

or they'll come out of the swamp and eat you.

What the hell are we doing here, Chris?

You know, back in Bath Beach, there's two ways to stay out of trouble,

you either pay someone off

or make sure nothing ties you to anything that could be trouble.

Nothing, nobody.

Okay. So what's that got to do with me?

Officer Dave came by with some disturbing news.

Like what?

You were right.

They pulled some slugs out of the BMW,

just like you said.

They're looking for a match.

Now you're thinking.

Look at you.

You don't like it out here in the boonies, do you?

Why would I? City kid.

It's hot out here.

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

Lieutenant.

You're under the gun, Mike.

From you? Message from the chief.

Your little pet project's becoming a real epic saga.

Really.

Running up a big bill, got nothing to show for it.

Then we got these dead Russians,

not to mention your boy on the inside.

What about him?

IA's been asking questions about his conduct.

I mean, Jesus, look at the way he's dressing.

Look, Lieutenant, I vouch for him.

Jesus himself could vouch for him, Mike.

You know what it's going to be with IA. It's gonna be,

"What are we doing? Hosting this guy's long booze and broad party?"

It's just a matter of one break. He's iron tight with Troiano.

Tell IA and your boss that he took him to a meet with Allie Boy.

Now, that establishes a connection.

We're getting close.

I understand, Mike, but you're not getting the message.

You're running out of time.

This thing dries up, it falls on you.

I know that.

Your proposal, your project, your responsibility.

And if your boy ends up getting on the wrong side of IA,

that's going to come to you too.

You need to press it or pull your man out.

Christ, Andy, you are not helping the Miami PD

or the Feds dressing like Calvin Klein here.

Not to mention IA.

Come on, Mike, Chris wants me to fit in with the people we deal with.

Fit in like the dead Russians in the BMW-is, that what you call fitting in?

What the hell's that supposed to mean?

It means this, I put a guy's picture on a bulletin board,

he's nobody to me, he's a bad guy, fine, I nail him.

I got to spend some time with him, interrogation, courthouse, this, that--

I wind up saying, "It's a shame the guy's a hood because he's good company."

I'm not spending every day with him like you.

You know what I'm sayin'? No. I don't have a clue.

I mean, he's no picture on a bulletin board to you, Andy.

He's a real flesh-and-blood guy, and that can be very dangerous

to someone in your position. Hold on, Mike.

Are they asking questions about me? The question has come up.

They wonder if you're getting too involved.

Once the case is made, it's good night

to the amazing girls every night at the club, the nice clothes.

Once the bust comes, the party's over.

The party's over? The party's my job, Mike! I can handle this thing.

I believe you. But we're out of time, Andy.

Your boy Troiano, he's about to have a meltdown any minute.

Why? Well, you remember Davey Harris?

Yeah, the Russians mentioned him. Staten Island? He's an old friend of Chris.

He just got pinched for drug conspiracy and murder.

He's facing a long time.

And Chris used to run with the Bath Avenue crew.

"The Binger," they used to call him, because he did so many crimes.

Bank stick-ups, drugs, hot cars

and maybe even a few murders for the Allie Boy crew.

According to some new information, Harris was involved in a homicide

of a Russian housewife during a home invasion a few years ago.

Marina Petrov. Late wife--

Slava Petrov, yeah. Right.

Jesus.

That's why Allie Boy whacked out the two Russians, then.

Exactly. The Russians were getting close to their golden goose,

so Allie Boy had 'em whacked

to protect the money laundering going through the club.

Look, Andy, I want you to take this.

Take it.

What, do they want me to wear a wire?

Andy. They're ready to pull the plug. Oh, Mike. Jesus.

The Feds are asking what we're waiting for,

IA's circling like vultures.

They're all wondering what we're doing here.

What do they think? They think I'm holding out?

If Davey Harris rolled and that's enough--

It's not enough, not with Davey's record.

Nobody's corroborating his story.

Look, whatever Troiano does, I need it on tape, now.

And I'm not asking.

ENRIQUE: They picked up your friend Davey Harris in a sweep.

That's tough luck for Davey.

(MEN YELLING)

ENRIQUE: It doesn't look good for you, either.

What do you mean by that?

You knew him a long time.

You did things with this Davey, am I right?

A long time ago. ENRIQUE: It doesn't matter.

They have him on a conspiracy case and that shooting from a long time ago.

He's looking at 25 years to life.

ENRIQUE: So, you figure at some point he's going to talk,

and then they come looking for you.

You think Davey's going to roll?

He's 35 years old.

He's facing the rest of his life in prison

with no possibility of parole. You tell me.

Look, what if I get word to him.

I pay him to keep his mouth shut.

The minute he says a word, no more paychecks.

The guy's got a family, and it's worked in the past.

Sure, for 18 months, even five years,

but not life with no parole.

Maybe he doesn't like all the success you have in Miami.

So what? That's my problem. Yes, it is.

But your problem could become our friend's problem very quickly.

You know what?

You don't need to lay this out for me.

Aight? It ain't going to happen.

I hope not.

You have a lot of friends, Chris.

I'd hate to see you closed down.

Yeah? You'd hate to see the suitcases stop?

No one can deny that.

But whether the suitcases are there or not,

we will take care of you, Christopher.

(UP-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYS ON CAR RADIO)

MAN: Go, go, go!

(♪♪♪♪♪♪)

(CLUB MUSIC PLAYING)

♪♪ You come on and play

♪♪ Come on and play

♪♪ Come on and play

♪♪ Baby, you Come on and play

♪♪ Come on and play

♪♪ You come on and play

♪♪ Come on and play Come on and play

♪♪ You come on and play

♪♪ Come on and play ♪♪

Whoa!

(SHRIEKS)

♪♪ Gimme, gimme what you are Come on all the way out

♪♪ Gimme, gimme what you are Come on all the way out ♪♪

(LAUGHING) What?

Come on!

♪♪ Gimme, gimme what you are Come on all the way out

♪♪ Gimme, gimme what you are Come on all the way out

♪♪ Gimme, gimme what you are ♪♪

Hey. I'm glad you're still here. Let's go for a ride.

Where we goin'? Don't worry. I'll tell you in the car. Come on.

That little blood-sucking scumbag.

After everything, I did for him?

I brought him down here. I gave him a life, some dignity.

He was making money hand over fist, and he does this to me?

What did he do? Danny Hayes never went back home.

He got a backer, and he's going to open up

some new mega club right down the block from us on Washington.

So what?

I want to tear his tongue out, so what!

I want to whack him so bad my teeth hurt.

Chris, you got to use your head right now, okay?

You got a good thing going down here. You're a very successful guy.

You go doing something crazy, you're going to mess everything up.

CHRIS: I got a job to do.

You with me or not?

You in or out?

I'm here, ain't I?

Have you got a plan? Yeah. I'm going to go to the front door.

I'm going to pound on it and put the fear of God into him.

He's such a pussy, he's going to run out the back, where you grab him.

I grab him. What do you want me to do when I grab him?

You grab him, I bop him on the head,

we roll him up in a rug, go feed him to the gators.

Chris, you're talking about risking spending the rest of your life

in a Florida prison over this piece of crap?

That's what you want to do? There ain't going to be anybody.

Okay?

You goin' soft on me? I'm not going soft on you.

Just don't go shooting up the neighborhood like Wyatt Earp.

Nobody's shooting anybody.

We hit him over the head, that's it, we dump him, we're done with it.

All right.

This is the street right up here.

Hey, will you come on? What are you waiting for?

Let's go, let's do this.

Go around back.

Hurry up.

(CHRIS POUNDING ON FRONT DOOR)

CHRIS: Hey, Danny!

Danny, come on out! We need to talk!

(POUNDING CONTINUES)

CHRIS: Come on! Danny!

Open up!

Danny, come on, open up! It's me!

CHRIS: Come on! Come on!

(GASPS)

Come on, Andy.

I'm sorry, man. I didn't mean to cross him.

Please. Please, no.

(CHRIS SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

Hey! Danny! Open the door!

(GUNSHOT)

Hey. Did you get him?

Uh, no, he went over the fence. What do you mean no?

No, he went over the fence!

I came around the corner, he barreled into me with this gate...

Are you kidding me?

You screwed up! What do you mean I screwed up?

Let's go. We don't have time for this. Let's go.

You should have had him.

Maybe you should have waited to knock until I got back there,

then he wouldn't have bumped into me and I would have.

I was counting on you to get him.

Count on yourself next time. You grab him and I'll do the freaking knock.

You would've screwed that up too.

Where do you think he went?

You just forget about him for now.

Look, I'm sorry about, you know...

That's all right. It happens.

Right? What's done is done.

Look, I'm gonna get in my car and head home.

What do you say we take a little dip in the pool?

Look, Chris, I can't swim. Remember?

That's all right. You don't have to swim.

You could just stand in the shallow end.

Feel the water. It's nice.

Go ahead. Go ahead.

Come on, what are you waiting for?

Look, I'm sorry about what happened.

I just want to go home, all right?

You're not going to go in?

You're not going to go in the pool?

I'm not going in.

Why not?

What?

What are you looking for?

Huh? What?

Think I'm a rat?

Huh?

You think I'm a rat?

Satisfied? Put your clothes back on.

Now I'm going home.

This is bullshit.

CHRIS: ...then we roll him up in a rug, go feed him to the gators.

CHRIS: Danny Hayes never went back home.

He got a backer, and he's going to open up some new mega club

right down the block from us on Washington.

ANDY: So what? CHRIS: I want to tear his tongue out, so what!

(TAPE REWINDS)

CHRIS: I got a job to do. You with me or not?

ANDY: Look, I'm here, ain't I?

(TAPE REWINDS)

ANDY: ...spending the rest of your life in a Florida prison over this piece of crap?

CHRIS: There ain't going to be anybody.

The mayor's office just called.

You're being named Businessman of the Year.

Plaque's coming later, along with the photo op.

All right. So get ready.

Thanks.

Any word on Danny yet? No.

You want I should go look for him?

No, that's all right.

I was just a little hot last night, that's all.

Yeah?

It's probably a good thing he got away, then.

Yeah.

(BRAKES SQUEAL)

(POLICE CHATTER)

COP: Kick this door down!

COP 1: Double-time! Move!

Get the door!

Chris Troiano, this is the Miami police!

We have a warrant for your arrest! It's the cops!

Hold up, Chris!

COP 3: Go, go, go!

Come on, let's go! Stay with Andy!

What the hell's going on?

COP: Everybody on the floor! Get down! Get down!

Put your hands on the rail. Put your hands on the rail.

(SIRENS APPROACHING)

COP: Cuff him!

Get off him! Get off me!

He's a cop. I said he's a cop. He's on the job.

Now let him up. Andy!

I read you. Continue pursuit.

Spread your feet. I'm clean.

OLIVIA: I said I'm clean.

She is.

He was your friend, Andy.

How the hell could you hurt him?

Hey, you knew he was dirty all along.

You just be glad the Feds aren't bringing you down too.

(HORN HONKING)

(TIRES SQUEALING)

So, we going to get Allie Boy out of this?

When Allie Boy was released on a heroin conspiracy a few years ago,

he was not allowed to carry or maintain weapons.

Go check out his boat.

MIKE ON SPEAKER: This the FBI. We have a warrant.

To come on board and search your boat. You got to be kiddin' me.

MIKE ON SPEAKER: Anyone below deck come up on top...

ANDY: He keeps a 12-gauge Mossberg shotgun above the cabin door of his boat.

He's going to say it's not his and the captain uses it against pirates.

It's enough to hold him until we get Troiano to cooperate

and the other charges fall into place.

(SIRENS WAILING)

(SIRENS APPROACHING)

He's southbound on Fifth!

(SIRENS APPROACHING)

Put your hands in the air!

Hands in the air!

(WEAPONS COCKING)

(PANTING)

GLASER: All the guys on your old crew, they're turning...

He's giving Glaser nothing. I'm not surprised.

You better understand one thing right now.

Liquid is finished. You are finished.

ANDY: He's not going to talk to him.

Then can you do something?

GLASER: You think that's funny, huh?

You better talk to me, pal.

In 10 minutes, that's it. Now, how does

Allie Boy connect to the money you run through the club?

How ya doin', Chris?

That what you'd normally wear?

Sometimes.

Burnett. That really your name?

Maybe it is, maybe it isn't.

Troiano's not your last name.

It's Wentz, right?

That's my mother's maiden name.

They're both my names.

Let me ask you a question. Why? Why me?

You spend all this time with me to bust my balls?

You know I'm not the worst piece of shit out there.

Why you pricks pick me? It's pretty simple, Chris.

You're a street kid from Bath Beach. So what?

So you think you're going to come down here and become the biggest thing

on South Beach and nobody's going to suspect nothin', huh?

Where you going to get that kind of cash?

You had to be a front for somebody. I saved my pennies.

You saved your pennies? That's why we opened the case so we could find out

where those pennies came from.

And you found out that I wasn't a front for anybody but myself.

Yeah.

I actually told my bosses that for a long time.

I told 'em so many times they thought I was going native.

Yeah, maybe you should have so you could hold your head up

instead of running around like a little rat.

Then we'd both be sitting here facing life without parole, wouldn't we?

No Chris, I think even you're going to agree that it's a good thing

to have a friend on this side of the table.

A friend? You're not my friend.

This is bullshit. You got nothin'. I got nothin'?

I got you taking me on Allie Boy's boat.

I got you on tape taking me to Danny Hayes's house

to whack him out, which is conspiracy to commit murder.

You want more? You don't got me on tape.

I checked you.

Chris...I got you on tape.

I haven't done anything. I opened my own joint.

You opened your own joint

with the money from the Petrov robbery, didn't you?

Yeah. See, I figure Allie Boy put you in on that score.

Slava Petrov's a bank for the Russian mob.

You take him down, you get your wad of cash.

You take that cash, you open up Risk.

Then Allie Boy torches the joint for you, and boom! Liquid is born.

But there's a problem with that, isn't there?

You got a real problem, 'cause now Allie Boy

has got you into him for always and forever.

Maybe he squeezes you sometimes,

busts your balls with his Cuban goons.

Maybe he even asks you to do his laundry from time to time.

Oh, come on! This is a joke!

This is a joke! You can't prove anything!

Chris...

Davey Harris rolled, all right?

He put you in on that push-in homicide in New York.

He's a liar. I didn't kill anybody.

He never said you did.

DAVEY: Go, go, go!

ANDY: But he put you at the wheel.

Chris, he put you at the wheel, and in a robbery-homicide

that's as good as pulling the trigger yourself.

Only you can help you now, Chris.

Oh, okay. Now I'm supposed to flip?

That what you want?

It's your only chance.

I think you know me better than that.

Now who do you think they're going to believe?

A scumbag like Davey Harris, or Businessman of the Year?

I'll take my chances. What about Allie Boy?

You going to take your chances with him?

Think about it, Chris.

Allie Boy has killed his own men, some of his oldest and closest friends

just on the chance that they might betray him.

What possible chance do you have, huh?

You plead, he can't be sure you won't change your mind

after a few years. Plenty of guys do.

You plead not guilty, he knows damn well the prosecutor's

going to drag him into the middle of that case,

which is good enough to get you whacked.

And if you should beat the case, which you won't,

he's going to want to whack you for being dumb enough

to bring a cop onto his damn boat in the first place!

Allie Boy's straight. Yeah?

He's straight, huh?

Let me tell you something, Chris.

To Allie Boy and his goons, you are a punch line

to a joke that they're going to tell over drinks.

You're the sucker that they squeezed dry and let take the fall,

because, hey, that's what suckers are good for.

They're the reason that you're here right now.

If you go in the can for this, they're going to laugh about it

and hump all those pretty little girlfriends of yours at the same time.

(SCOFFS)

You're a good salesman, Andy.

I ain't sellin', Chris.

I'm offering you help from this side of the table.

I still ain't buyin'.

Fine.

I really hate to see them guys make a sucker out of you.

Well, you did sell it well.

I wasn't selling.

Just told him the way it is. Let me know what he decides.

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