Silent Partners (2025) Movie Script
[Glass shattering]
[Upbeat music]
Yo, I'm glad I got you.
Yeah. Just give me a minute.
Hold on, hold on.
[Sniffing]
You there?
All right, listen to
me, Choo Choo.
I know it's your stable and
all, but I'm supplying all the
good shit.
[Laughter]
Fuck! Are you?
You here already?
What are you on that
car phone, you prick?
Hold on.
Show me the hookers, amigo.
Ooh!
No hookers here, pal.
Just me.
Yeah.
Come in, come in.
Yeah, yeah, come on in.
I thought it was you out front.
No no no, no, forget about it.
It's a friend.
No. It's all.
Just do that thing
for me, all right Choo?
You know, don't
forget me on that.
All right.
All right.
Just get them all spruced up
and looking good and right.
Yeah. Alright, listen,
listen, I gotta, I gotta go.
I gotta take care of something.
Alright, I'll see
you here soon, right?
Come over.
Alright. See you soon.
Planning a party, Max?
Well, I wouldn't
say that, you know.
What are those French
pricks call it?
Uh, it's more like a soiree.
Aren't you supposed to be
soireeing our money up, Max?
Huh?
Wait. I owe you guys money?
Fuck.
Charlie.
Maybe I do, maybe I do.
Fuck. It's been crazy
around here, you know?
God. You know, my ex-wife,
she's been a real mutt lately.
She got some pictures of me
and some broads in her car.
It's been a nightmare.
Wait, wait.
Listen,
let's do something.
I got some lookers coming over.
Now, now, I can't promise
you nine and a half weeks.
But I will tell you this.
These broads will
smoke your pole.
I'm going to tell you
that, right?
Come with me.
Let me show you something.
Come on.
Come on. You known me forever.
Relax. Where am I going to go?
Come on. Come with me.
Okay, Max.
I know you love me, right?
Right?
What size swim trunks you wear?
I got large in the back.
I mean, your nuts will probably
pop out, but who the fuck cares?
Because it's going to be like
ancient fucking Rome out here
pretty soon.
I just need the money, Max.
I got a pool.
I got the broads coming.
I don't swim.
I don't have the fucking money.
I don't have it
tonight. Okay?
I'm going in.
This is perfect.
Am I right?
I thought you didn't swim.
It's a nice pool.
[Splashing and drowning]
[Guitar music]
I got a letter
this morning, boy
Hey. Hey, honey
Ooh!
This meathead has
got a nice pad.
Maxie baby, are you ready?
Ooh, we got a pool.
This morning
Gonna see you when
the sun goes down
I couldn't read
it for crying boy
Hey, hey honey
I couldn't read
it for crying boy
Hey, Hey, honey, I couldn't
read it for crying
Police Swat teams have
converged on a house in Davie.
Drug agents have made more
than 100 arrests and over $140
million in drug seizures.
Overtown is literally
on fire tonight.
Nearly a half million
pounds of marijuana.
Everglades city was swarming
with hundreds of federal agents.
Paul Mormando's school martial arts.
Learn judo, karate, taekwondo.
The most trusted
martial arts school in Florida.
You don't got a ride?
We'll come pick you up.
Come down here now and
we'll chop the prices.
Woo hoo!
My name is Valentine.
But here, right now, you'll
get to know me as Charlie.
It's a character I cooked up
when the Chicago Outfit decided
to run a play in the South.
Coming here should have
been a first start for me.
A chance to roll in from the
cold and reinvent myself.
But it wasn't.
Yeah, the eye candy
tasted like Paradise.
But everything under the
sun isn't what it seems.
Me falling for temptation?
Nah, that shit's for the weak.
You can't be an
enforcer for the mob.
And have your guard down like
you're some carefree asshole
from the burbs taking karate
lessons from a
knockoff Chuck Norris.
I knew the game I was mixed
up in had no end in sight.
With the drug trade booming and
all the sun, fun and murder on
the front page of the papers.
It was a perfect cover for a
scheme so diabolical it had the
only family I've ever really
known showered in profits for
over a decade.
I knew I had one mission make
sure the plan got executed
flawlessly, and
that's what I did.
Hey, Mike.
Can I come in?
Uh, it's not really a good time.
I've got, uh.
No, it's a good time, Mike.
What, are you, nuts?
You want me to sign this
paperwork so that in case
something happens
to happens to me.
The money goes to Al DeLuca.
Absolutely not, man.
Okay. All right. Take
it easy. Take it easy.
[Banging]
[Groaning]
You got fucking blood
all over my paperwork.
My fucking nose!
Is your fucking hand hurt?
No.
Sign the fucking papers.
Fuck!
This really necessary?
Sign the papers.
You're probably wondering what
the hell happened back there.
I'll let my satisfied
customer explain.
You know, when I first met
Charlie, I was doing bad.
I owed my Chicago
bookie a lot of money.
I sold my car for cocaine.
I'd find myself at titty bars,
blowing thousands with nothing
to show for it but a
couple of herpe blisters.
Between the sports, gambling
and the drugs, I found myself
at a real crossroads.
You see, I needed to keep
borrowing money, but I was
finding it harder and
harder to pay it back.
And it got to the point where
they were going to cut me off,
or worse.
But then Charlie and the
wonderful folks at Goody Boy.
Insurance Company set
me up with a contract.
I'm sort of like a
life insurance policy.
All right, hold up.
If there's money to be made,
there's always a racket.
But the days of Tommy
guns on the street
are long gone.
The real racket comes with a
smile, a goofy square suit, a
handshake, and a keen
knowledge in finance.
Which brings us to the
birth of our company.
Of course, the mastermind
behind Goody Boy is none other
than the original head
snake of the American Mafia.
That's right.
Meyer fucking Lansky.
Meyer. A word, please.
Yes, Rabbi.
Um. Yes.
Meyer. I just want to say
that I hear things
about you all the time.
But I want you to know
that I don't listen
to any of it.
You know, Rabbi, I
hear these things, too.
They say,
I own half of Monte Carlo,
and that I made the president.
Now, how ridiculous can they be?
Rabbi, good shabbos
to you, good shabbos.
This guy was so brilliant.
Not only did he make millions
from every racket you could
think of, he became a legend
in criminal power and know how.
He never needed to rob a bank
because he owned
the fucking bank.
He had access to money and
credit, like grabbing kosher
snacks out of the icebox.
How do I know all this?
I was there.
[Soft music]
Do me a favor.
This drink is dead. Mort.
Give me a fresh one, please.
Yes. Of course.
Would you like anything?
I love a Dewar's and water.
Thank you.
Course, and you?
I'm good.
And Meyer, this is, uh, Koufax.
This is Valentine.
Jimmy Hook's kid, Gino.
We were just talking about,
uh, about the Florida thing.
So, Meyer.
We all know you
started this thing.
So you know better than anybody.
It's always been
about one thing.
Omert,
honor,
and about the organization.
And nobody.
Nobody Meyer,
is above the organization.
So I know,
you're going to do
whatever you got to do
to make this thing happen.
With all this legit
access to global finance.
What does a criminal genius do?
He uses his financial leverage
to reduce risk on his portfolio.
In other words, when some
degenerate gambler can't pay
off his bookie, instead of
breaking his legs, scaring him
off so he goes on the run,
we just issue him a policy.
And as long as he makes his
monthly premium, our
money is guaranteed.
It's underwritten by a West
German bank that has no idea
that when the policyholder hits
the morgue, they're actually
paying off a mob loan.
Now, if I decide to take off
on a crazy cocaine binge with a
bunch of Asian hookers and
unexpectedly die of a massive
heart attack, they
still get their money.
Pretty fucking
smart, if you ask me.
And me being a pretty fucking
smart guy myself, was able to
save my own ass when I got a
little in debt by figuring out
how to make carbon copies go
from 3 to 6 and 6 to 9.
Do you get my drift?
Hey, look, it's real simple.
I set it up.
I make the pickups.
You back me up.
And you. I don't give a
fuck what you do.
All right?
Yeah, well,
I'm thinking of
placing a little.
Well, a big wager on
the Cowboys Bears game.
Gonna hear me out, right?
So the other day, I'm out
eating a sandwich, and this
bus comes zinging past, and
I see this little penny.
But the way it moves, it's
moving like Tony Dorsett.
I shit you not.
This thing was
zigging and zagging.
And I'm seeing this as a sign
right from Penny Dorsett.
And this is my ticket, man.
So I'm going to buy a Cadillac.
I'm going to fill it up with
gas, and I'm going to drive the
hell out of this
fucking sweaty hellhole.
What do you think?
Don't you remember
it's gambling that got you sent
down here in the first place?
And because of you, it
got me sent down here.
So how did I get
here with this guy?
I clipped the wrong guy one day.
It was an honest mistake, really.
But when you whack a made guy,
nobody cares if it was an error.
But I was always well liked.
Reliable. One of the best
hitters in the Midwest.
Cleaned it up.
Course.
All right.
Now I know you've been talking
to me about these, uh, these
blackouts you've been having.
I gotta make sure
that you're right.
That your head is right,
that you straighten out.
Are you?
I'm good.
Know, you you you went on your
own like a fucking maverick.
The only reason you're sitting
here is because I
fucking trust you.
I know who you are.
Or at least I think I do.
So what I want to do with you
is I want to send you down to
Florida to take care
of this shit for me.
You be my eyes and
ears down there.
Oh, no, man.
No. Not really.
The reason why you're here is
because you're a shitty shot.
That's what I hear.
Okay.
What did you say?
Okay, fine. I'm sorry.
So, to make up for it.
I had to come babysit Koufax.
And that's how I became,
Johnny Square briefcase.
Handsome Pete.
How the hell are you, man?
How was your trip?
Did you bring your
swim trunks with you?
You got stung by a jellyfish.
Look at this fucking guy.
What are you, a tour
guide now, Koufax?
Huh? You going to give
me the Star Tours.
Last piece of the puzzle
is this prick.
Handsome Pete burrata.
He takes all that money we make
back home, and he wasn't even
supposed to be the guy.
Like I said, Frankie, he is
going to be down there running
it for us.
And I want to make
one thing clear here.
Anyone gets in my way.
And I'll fucking kill them.
Frankie never even made
it down to Florida.
I think Koufax and I dodged a
bullet because that psychopath
made working for Handsome Pete
seemed like scooping ice cream.
He was mysteriously arrested.
And word is,
Pete set him up
to take his place.
But we'll never know.
So these were all the working
parts that gave the outfit
their bloodiest paydays ever.
And the bow on top
was a perfect cover.
A family owned brick and mortar
store right in the heart of
their community.
[Both]
And that's how we became,
Goody Boy Financial.
I'm fucking kidding.
I don't want to
star fucking tour.
I want money tour.
My money.
All right.
Right down to business, huh?
Okay. No problem.
You know I hate
coming down here.
When Meyer was alive, I told him
we need a high class
joint out here.
Not a shithole like this.
That Meyer was always
in his brain.
That prick.
Yeah, well, I do like a
few things about Florida.
Like, you know, Spanish pussy.
It's like.
Like they got an octopus
on your cock and shit.
Well, I'll tell you, I fucked
everything through our cook and.
DuPage County.
I remember this little
blonde with the cutest face.
You look like you
could be her kid.
She was a miracle dick sucker.
Hey. Guess what?
If you're my kid, it's okay,
because it's always welcome
dick suckers in my family.
[Laughter]
Oh, you guys are too sensitive.
Hey, look at these
numbers later.
Looking at you two assholes
makes me feel like
killing myself.
I'm out of here.
I'm taking your car.
I gotta go see some pussy.
Wait. Hold up, hold it.
Take, take mine.
Okay. The air
conditioner is better.
All right.
Hey, try not to get
married while I'm gone.
I know you're into
that down here.
Fucking skin horns.
A fucking jack off that, guys.
I got this theory.
Oh, jeez. Here we go.
No, no, no, no, not just
about this guy, Pete.
But Pete and other
guys like him.
You know, they try to stop
people from being who they're
supposed to be.
You shouldn't have to take shit
from guys like him or anybody,
for that matter.
It's time to free
ourselves of all of this.
What if,
now it's a big what if?
But what if we were
to sign new clients,
make ourselves the
beneficiaries, and
then kill them?
I mean, come on, think about it.
Of course, it's got to
be parameters and stuff.
It's got to be people outside
of the outfit and
stuff like that.
And we should only
pick on real scumbags.
You know, like crackheads.
Guys that fuck with kids
and just real dirt bags.
I can take care of the
paperwork and deal with the
fake beneficiaries.
And, you know, you
do what you do.
Sales thing.
Right? I mean, look, I'm new to
this, but it's making a hell of
a lot of sense to me.
So let's say we get ten guys.
That's a million that we split.
500K a piece.
That's a real purse.
Nah, man, that's freedom.
If Koufax's plan had any chance
to work, I needed to sign up
some new clients under
a special category.
It's what you'd call
a high risk policy.
If you're getting one of these,
you had to be in some real
dicey shit.
[Phone ringing]
Goody Boy Can I help you?
Yes, sir.
Absolutely. Yes we do.
It's our specialty.
Great, you're early.
Early bird gets the
worm, am I right?
Absolutely. Wow.
Look at this spread
you got here.
It's not even mine.
It's temporary.
You know, it's more of a work
thing, but I have to tell you,
I like hanging out back here.
This is great.
Look at this pool.
It's nice right?
It's beautiful.
Yeah.
So, going over your stuff,
Nick, and everything looks good.
Good.
No, I got a copy of
your driver's license here.
And, uh, one thing, uh, it
says you're in law enforcement.
Yes, yes, I am.
Yeah. Yeah, that might be
a high-risk policy for us.
I'm gonna have to see if I
have that paperwork here.
Is that going to cost me more?
Yeah. You know, it's just a
small up charge on your premium,
but, you know, you
might not even need it.
What type of, uh, law
enforcement you do, Nick?
Is that something
I need to disclose?
Yeah, it's it's kind of an
important element with the with
the policy.
If you read the bylaws, you
know, it's an essential part
that we have full disclosure.
Because if something should
happen, untimely death and
employment or whatever, the
underwriters are kind of funny
about these things, you know,
they might not want to pay out.
And it kind of defeats the
purpose of what we're doing
here, you know?
No, you're right, you're right.
You know, I need this policy to
cover the mortgage on a ranch I
inherited in Colorado.
Now I want to leave it
for my step kid, you know?
- Sure.
- He's a good kid.
And, uh.
And I just want to be smart.
You know, the last thing I
want is the bank to take it.
- Take the place. You know?
- I can.
Listen, I completely
understand that, Nick.
So you got a copy of the, uh,
mortgage policy I can take a
look at?
- Of course.
- Good.
Right here.
Hang on.
Uh, yeah.
- This is it.
- Great.
Let me see what we're
working with here.
Just about done. So uh.
Oh sure. Okay.
This looks real good, Nick.
Yeah, I think we're in business.
So, Nick, let me guess.
You're in vice, aren't you?
- Close.
- Yeah.
Are you sure this
is confidential?
Everything between you and.
Goody Boy is strictly
confidential, Nick.
I'm actually an undercover.
An undercover?
Whoa. I ain't never had
an undercover before.
Hey, is it like the movies?
No, no, it's actually boring.
You know, they never show
the waiting in the movies.
Once you got a client's trust,
they'll tell you everything.
Like you're the fucking priest.
And this boy scout was about to
get in the tent with
some real rattlesnakes.
How you doing, Lou?
Who are you?
Cop? A preacher?
Which is it?
Actually, I was hoping that,
uh, that you and
I could be family.
You know.
You know what I think?
Go fuck yourself.
Hey, pick up the phone.
Pick up the phone.
What?
You listen to me.
I'm looking to knock six
years off your sentence.
Yeah, six fucking years.
But you got to do
one thing for me.
You got to make me a
part of your family.
Can you do that?
Now, when this cop was
talking about joining a family.
He wasn't talking about
marrying somebody's daughter
over here.
He was talking about
a different family.
The one that commits murders,
extortion and racketeering.
The motherfucking Gianetti's.
Ange.
I need your help.
Only you though, right?
Only you.
I need you down at
down at the warehouse.
Get your ass down here.
You still on the phone?
Fuck, man.
Motherfucker!
You fucking whore!
[Shouting]
You got a regular Michael
Spinks over there.
Take that bitch to Vegas, man.
[Shouting continues]
[Upbeat music]
Hey, there he is.
I'm surprised to
see you walking.
I'd have thought your Cuban
friends broke that ass down to.
Frito Lay.
They love that bean shit there.
Yeah. Rice and fucking beans.
Fuck you, all right.
Go find another lawyer there.
You son of a bitch.
You bastard.
Go take care of
that thing in Tampa.
Well, well, well, look who
has awoken from his slumber.
So very nice of you to join us.
So like I was saying,
now I'm getting all these calls.
You know, Leo, you son of a
bitch puts his hands on me.
I don't know what
I'm going to do.
You know, I got a
kid to worry about.
Whoa, whoa.
Are you telling me
that he's raising
his hands to Sophia?
Well, I mean, I don't
know for sure, but yeah.
And she's saying how
he's such a great husband.
I know I could get
him to change.
You and I both know he ain't
changing while he's snorting
his Peru paste.
Yeah.
I don't know what
happened to him.
He used to be a great earner.
You know, this thing with
these fucking trucks.
He used to have those drivers
dancing Yankee Doodle while he
was robbing him.
And now he ain't
listening to nobody.
He became like a real Turk.
And I think he's stealing.
I had Angie go down to the
parlor to check over the books.
And, uh, we came
up a little short.
You sure, Leo?
Because those whores be
taking left and right, too.
They ain't saints jacking over
there, you know what I mean?
Yeah. They steal.
What are they taking?
$5 here, $20 over there.
It's not like they're
taking a bankroll.
And it's not just
down at the parlor.
You know, some of these guys
that we shake down, you know,
like the dentist.
Supposedly, he had a visit
before we had a chance to get
down there, and they
described Andrew.
This whole thing's a mess.
It's a fucking mess.
Abbozzo.
What am I gonna do
about these kids now?
I raised Andrew like
he was one of my own.
Like one of my own.
And then I got
this one over here.
What did I do now?
That little stunt you
pulled with the Cubans?
That kid you clipped.
Well, he runs with the with
the Colombians, and now they're
looking for him.
And then you have the balls.
The balls to call my guy Angie,
who's around me to help clean
up your mess.
You have them involved
in your bullshit!
That you shouldn't have been
involved in in the first place!
It's fine.
It's taken care, all right?
No, it's not fine.
And it's not taken care of.
And you wipe that shit eating
grin off your face before I do
it for you.
Your big fucking heist.
Couple of kilos, maybe
an eight ball at best.
And I'm not fucking
going to war for that.
You and me, outside, now.
Son.
You gotta stop this cowboy shit.
You like to work alone?
Do what you want to do.
It just ain't happening no more.
I came down here to
make this our thing.
Our thing.
I got tired of splitting the
pie 16 different ways up north.
New York, Chicago, Tampa.
They all got their own thing.
This is our thing.
You see me?
I keep a low profile.
That's obviously
not on your agenda.
You can't seem to do that.
Gabeet.
I love you, son.
Stop breaking my fucking balls.
Angie, on our next job, you're
going to take Angelo with you.
You're going to take
the zip and my son.
Make sure he sits in the front.
I'll tell the Colombians that
we took care of
this thing in-house.
Leo, you're going to tell a sad
bedtime story to your sister on
how her coke sniffing husband
ran off with his whore.
All right.
And you throw a few bucks for
a while to keep her quiet.
But, dad, Andrew had
zero to do with this.
Did I ask you?
Did I ask you?
Then shut the fuck up!
There is one thing I will not
tolerate from
anybody in this crew.
And that is stealing.
Or a rat!
And nobody is untouchable.
Sadly, as much as
I like that kid,
he's going to leave
as a stand-up guy.
Except he just
doesn't know it yet.
Just like your brother with
your fucking mouth.
Yap yap yap yap.
You're like a fucking
dog yapping in the house.
You know, I don't like when
dogs bark in the house.
Do I do the fucking dogs
that bark in the house?
I put them in a fucking
cage, you understand?
Stay in your fucking cage.
[Beeping]
[Crying]
See who the fuck this is.
Fucking such a coward.
Shut up!
You're a fucking coward.
Huh? What's that?
You're a coward.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you ain't
shit, you little fucking dog.
You should be fucking
pissing on newspaper.
Let me find you some you
some fucking newspaper here.
Shut the fuck up!
Who the fuck is this?
[Sniffing]
What's up motherfuckers?
Huh?
Yeah, yeah. I'm home,
come through.
Yeah. I'm here.
The fuck you looking at?
Huh?
Why don't you take
your ass to bed?
Go play with your fucking
Gobots or some shit.
Get away from my son!
The fuck are you saying?
Just wait until I tell
my fucking brother.
Tell your fucking brother.
Little Leo, get
your fucking cage.
Be a fucking bad fucking
doggie right now.
You understand me?
A bad fucking doggy.
Shut the fuck up!
You gonna tell your fucking
brother, your piece of shit
fucking brother.
Little Leo, that motherfucker
sits in the car with the AC on
while I go in there and
fucking handle business.
Little Leo little
dick fucks what he is.
Fuck up!
You know what your problem is?
You see some cocaine?
I think that's the problem.
You get a little high
with me sometimes.
You'd be a little bit
better of a fucking wife.
I'll tell you what.
When I come back, I'm
gonna fuck you in the ass.
Maybe it'll feel better.
You're lucky I gotta fucking go!
You're lucky I gotta fucking go!
Why don't you take that
stuff and take it with you?
Snort it up that nose of yours.
Shut the fuck up!
I'm gonna tell my brother and
he's gonna get you real good.
Where's my fucking jacket?
He's gonna cut your balls off.
And make you fucking eat him.
[Indistinct]
Your brother ain't shit.
[Crying]
Mommy!
[Crying]
The fuck are we
doing here, junior?
You fat fuck!
You fucking hungry again?
You want the fucking doggy bag?
Nah, I gotta see
my dad real quick. Okay?
Yeah, right.
Fat fucker.
Hey, you know what?
I'm gonna get a fucking
plate anyway.
I fucking knew it.
[Choking]
Wanna put your fucking
hands on women.
You fucking [indistinct]
motherfucker!
[Upbeat music]
I don't know what's gonna kill
me, but I need to find out
We've been asking
stupid questions
Let's just get out and
have some fun
Fucking.
Come on!
Get the fuck out of the car!
Come on!
Fucking help me, you
Sicilian fuck!
Come on, man, you did
a good job over here.
Come on, get him in
the fucking thing now.
Come on, pick him up.
[Indistinct]
Pick it up, motherfucker.
Get this motherfucker over here.
Let's get it over with.
Come here.
Come here, you fuck!
Put him on the tarp here.
Get him up here.
Get him up!
Watch out!
You're on the fucking
thing, stupid!
Get up!
Grab him!
Get his legs, I got here.
Move him over.
Move him over straight.
Pick that side up!
Get him!
Come on, come on.
Help out you fuck.
Get him up.
Get him in the trunk!
Get him.
Fuck! The weakest
son of a bitch!
Get out of my way!
Come on!
[Spanish music]
I think you have a trick up
your sleeve that
I'm not aware of.
Ah!
Why would you think that?
Remember, you got to
walk out of this place.
Hey, Charlie,
I know this is a
little late, but.
Well, you got it.
Okay. And if you get a chance,
they have the best breaded
steak here in here
in the business.
It's fucking awesome.
Go hurricanes.
I just hope Ross is
as good as Testaverde was.
All I know Jimmy Johnson never
going to leave Miami.
Let me get a Johnny Black neat.
Coming right up.
[Spanish music continues]
Thank you.
You waiting on someone?
I'm gonna be waiting for
someone for a very long time.
Sorry to hear that.
I would hate to be
a criminal nowadays?
What makes you think
I'm a criminal?
Isn't everyone?
I sell insurance.
Lucky you.
Not really.
[Violin music]
So what's your story?
I'm the wife of a,
drug kingpin.
You're lucky you're not
one of them.
Cops ain't play more.
Makes you think that?
There's people getting
away with murder every day.
My husband's about to
serve 25 years in prison.
I read every police report,
went to every hearing.
There is a mandate now.
War on drugs.
The old days of hiding
under the radar.
It's over.
I don't know.
I don't know if I'm
seeing that like that.
I see stuff go down every day.
I don't see a
fucking cop anywhere.
That might seem like it.
But once they have a
target on your back,
they will do everything
to bring you down.
Let's see if I
get this straight.
So what you're saying is, if I
was a criminal, which I'm not.
Now would probably be a
pretty good time to cash out.
It's just like a casino now.
It's just a matter
of time before the.
House wins.
Saluti.
I'll tell you what.
Why don't you let me buy you,
another drink?
Sorry, but you're not my type.
I like gangsters.
It was nice talking
to you, a stranger.
I'll let you know if
I need your policies.
Fucking selling insurance.
You know how fucking hard
I've been working on this?
They can't just do that.
Oh they can.
And if you have a problem
with it, take it up with Vice.
President Bush.
Look, this is ridiculous.
All right?
I have a credible C.I.
Louis de Novo.
Who's going to walk me in there?
He's going to walk me in there
like it's the first day of
school, and he's going to
introduce me to Big Ange.
Oh come.
On. You come up here, you make
one big bust, and then you
hightail it back to Washington.
Listen, I'm willing to help,
but to build a case, I'm going
to need more than liquor store.
Louis de Nova.
And from what I hear,
it's impossible to get close to.
Fat Dave.
Remember that robbery?
What was it?
I think it was a Jewish guy.
Uh, they stabbed him or
something over some diamonds.
They didn't stab him.
They cut off his arm and it
looked like a Christmas ham.
Matter of fact, we
still got that ice.
No, I know, I know, but is
there any way you could get me
the diamonds out of
the evidence locker?
What?
[Phone ringing]
Holy fuck.
It's them. We're in.
Fuck! We're in.
All right, look, I
gotta go make a call.
Uh, can you give me
the diamonds or what?
- Moretti.
- Listen to me, okay?
You need a case, and I'm not
letting these assholes walk.
So it looks like
it's me and you.
I'll be, uh, Kenickie
you can be fucking Rizzo.
Or how about Arnold and Willis?
Are you more
comfortable with that?
Here's the thing, though.
We're gonna have to do
something big, okay?
Because I got to make
sure this guy notices me.
Uh, then Oliver says that,
uh, Fat Dave loves an earner.
Okay.
Um, you know what?
I know these two black cops.
They got a great act.
We get them to run up to Dave's
restaurant waving some guns.
You protect the big guy.
You're going to look good.
This could work.
Ah.
All right, look, just
give me a few days. Alright?
I'll get you something.
Moretti, I'm not sure about
the diamonds.
Oh, yes you are.
Probably would have been better
off with Reagan
going undercover.
Hello, this is Jerry.
Did somebody beat me?
[Laughter]
Yeah.
Really?
Yeah, absolutely.
You know, I'll be there.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Thank you for the opportunity.
Yeah.
[Rock music]
[Grill sizzling]
Hey, Leo.
How you doing, pal?
Uh, Angie told me
to come see you.
Oh, yeah.
Your Angie's guy, huh?
Yeah. That's right, I'm Jerry.
All right.
Well, listen, I really don't
know why he sent you over here,
because it's not a good time.
It's not a good place.
Are you fucking kidding me?
Now, why the fuck
would I be kidding?
Oh, everything good here?
Yeah, everything's real good.
I'm just handling
Angie's guy over here.
Did you bring that stuff
that Angie was talking about?
Yeah, that's what I'm,
that's what the fuck
I'm trying to tell you.
This is what?
That's why I'm here.
Leo, this is the guy
that I told you about.
Let him in, see what he got.
Okay.
[Speaking Italian]
Huh?
These rocks will get
some good quality.
Yeah, yeah.
You know, Angie wouldn't send
me over here if
these weren't right.
Yeah, well, Dave will know
right away if they're not right
or not.
Why don't you take a look?
Oh, Dave.
Come here. Take a look at this.
Come on, ladies.
What are you doing over here?
I put out a nice spread,
cooking my ass off.
Angie's guy here has some
trinkets for you
to take a look at.
Oh, I like trinkets.
More samples, really, but here.
You wanna take a closer look?
I got a glass.
Wow.
These are nice stones.
Very nice stones.
So, where'd you get em?
Let's just say there's a Jew
walking around looking for two
hands with nothing but nubs.
That Ange don't
fuck around, man.
He only deals with
the heavy hitters.
What do you think, Leo?
Well, we could
definitely move them.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
All right.
What do you want for your stash?
This token of my good faith.
A gift for you.
- Gift?
- Mhm.
Mm. Very nice.
I love gifts.
There's a lot more
where that came from.
Right here. I just got
out of the joint.
I'm looking for a little work.
So, uh.
Truth is, we can move
these anywhere you want.
I might have some work for you.
Okay.
- What'd you say your name was?
- Jerry.
Maybe we'll do some business.
Okay.
- You hungry?
- Yes.
I'll get you a plate of food.
[Indistinct chatter]
See your reflection in
these fucking things.
Let me take a look at those.
- Yeah take one, take one.
- Oh.
Nice.
Nice.
[Laughter]
I want you to keep an
eye on this guy.
I got a feeling about him.
And it ain't good.
Eat something.
While Nick was getting in.
[Upbeat music]
All I could think
about was getting out.
As far as I was concerned,
my debt to Chicago was paid.
I don't owe them
my life anymore.
The old business models
were phasing out.
No more settling for scraps.
Hey, come with me.
You got coke?
You like coke?
Maybe later, sweetheart.
Cocaine is fucking
pink, I swear.
Maybe later.
Fucking pink, I swear!
Maybe later, sweetheart.
Later might be none.
Fucking nightclubs.
It used to be I wouldn't set
foot in a place like this
unless I was chasing a chick.
I'm nothing like
the people in here.
They all swear they're
so safe, you see?
I know the evil that men do.
Shit. I'm usually the first
one they call to do it.
But now that chapter
is coming to a close.
And that means I would
definitely need to adapt, blend
in, and be just another
face at the end of the bar.
Let me get a bourbon
on the rocks.
Give me one dry.
For years I did the heavy
lifting for those
bastards back home.
Why be part of something that
doesn't even have your back?
[Speaking Spanish]
Oh, yeah.
Every risk you take, you gotta
assess the pros and cons.
If you're not getting what you
want out of the deal, why stick
around when you can
go at it on your own?
I mean take this
redhead right here.
She knows that grease ball she's
with only appreciates what he
doesn't have.
So now his woman is out here
dancing around, showing off all
the goods for any money
man with a big enough
wallet to scoop her up.
I should use this opportunity
to show you how easy it would
be for me to walk over there
and say five words or less and
have her sipping white zip
right off my lap, getting drunk
on all my bad jokes and
my fuck off attitude.
What do you think of this place?
I think you're the best
looking thing in here.
Yeah.
Just me.
I mean, there's a lot
of ladies in here.
And they don't move
around like you.
So listen.
What are you doing later?
A little more chit chat.
A few more drinks, and nine
times out of ten, I'm walking
out of here with this broad.
But there's the one chance
that her old man is either
brave or stupid or both.
Girlfriends.
Oh, is he.
Yeah I was just getting a
drink at the bar?
He's a type to some cock block
the whole situation and
end up putting a
target on my head.
Or maybe even his own.
Cause anybody that knows
anybody knows Johnny Cruz.
Do you understand?
Yeah. Not worth it.
Truth is, it'd never
go anywhere anyway.
Cause I already know if anybody
wanted to get to me, they'd for
sure murder anyone or
anything, I hold close.
It just comes with the job.
Valentine.
Remember me?
Frankie Ricci.
Right.
I knew your father.
He's dead, right.
What you doing here, Frankie?
You're on vacation.
No, I'm not on vacation here.
No, I just did ten
years in Joliet.
Got out a month ago.
I get on the street.
I realize there's nothing
up there for me anymore.
I heard they sent you down here.
I heard you're doing
pretty good. No?
Doing all right.
I'm getting by.
Getting by, huh?
Yeah, but you're getting
by for them, not for you.
I got some things going on
I want to talk to you about.
You know, you could.
Hey!
What the fuck are you doing?
Taking a piss.
Hey!
What?
Get the fuck out and come
back and take a piss later.
Motherfucker! Fucking cunt!
Get the fuck out of here!
Yeah. Chicago.
There's nothing out
there for me anymore.
I like it down here.
I got some things going
on, and uh.
We need to talk.
So now I know where you are, uh.
I'll be in touch.
[Knocking on door]
[Knocking on door]
Koufax.
Charlie.
Yeah, open the door.
Okay.
I thought he was in jail.
Are you sure it was him?
I mean, maybe you were mistaken.
Remember that guy we
saw at Biscayne Pizza?
That Ernie Espinosa guy,
he looked just like him.
Did you see him?
Did you talk to him?
Hey.
I talked to him, all right?
It's fucking him, man.
Oh my God.
We are so fucked.
Fuck me running, man.
Oh, what are we gonna do?
I don't know, man.
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, I'm gone as fuck.
I am leaving.
He's a lunatic.
There's no way I want this guy
to come after me with a knife.
I don't mind getting taken out
by a gun, but not in a knife.
It's gonna hurt too much.
No fucking way.
I'm leaving. I'm leaving.
We're not going anywhere
until we catch those fucking
policies. All right?
Okay, well, it's not
going to be easy, okay?
I mean, it's going
to take time, right?
I mean, uh, look, look.
Okay. Look me in the eye and
be honest with me. All right?
Do you think they know?
Do you think they know?
I mean, they got to
know something up north.
And if we start moving this
money, then they're going to
send the German down.
The guy's a zombie.
He'll stay under the bed for,
like, three days without even
breathing and then kill me.
It's not going to work.
It's got to, man.
Well, in theory, yeah, but
practically not so much.
Especially with these
guys up our ass.
Well, this ain't it.
Those outfit guys.
They don't give three shits
about you or about me.
Ever since Mazzy died,
man, it's, it's different.
You know it.
Were the fucking
walking dead, man.
No. We gotta hit
him where it hurts.
We gotta get what's ours.
We gotta go in, get the cash,
and get the fuck out of Dodge.
You know who it was?
It was Pete.
It was handsome Pete, man.
The guy hates you, man.
He hates me, but he hates you.
- Don't they all?
- I don't.
I gotta meet this
fucking Frankie anyway.
But we both know it doesn't
matter what the fuck
he's got to say.
As long as that fucking
prick is in town.
We're fucked.
This whole thing is fucked.
This guy's all right, man.
Yeah. Checked it out.
The merch is good.
He checks out.
You know what?
You got something on you?
Of course I do.
Wait out here.
Just, just in case.
All right. I got you.
I'm out here if you need me.
All right?
Hey.
You okay? Want coffee?
No.
Okay. All right.
Straight to business.
I like that.
So, wait a second.
School of martial arts.
Learn judo, karate, taekwondo.
The most trusted martial
arts school in Florida.
You don't gotta ride.
We'll come pick you up.
[Laughter]
I love that fucking guy.
Look at that.
Ah!
Turn the fucking TV over.
Okay. Whatever you want,
whatever you want.
All right, so we got the uzi.
I got the shotgun.
You don't want that.
That's that's that's
that's a little gun.
You don't want that.
I got, uh, you
know what this is?
[Speaking Italian]
You know [Speaking Italian].
Clint Eastwood.
I got that, you know
that gun right there?
Let me tell you a little
story about the gun.
I know this [Speaking Italian].
Who puts it next to her panties,
and she goes to the clubs and
starts dancing to the guys and
they think they're gonna get
lucky, they're gonna get a blow
job, they go to the car.
You know what she does?
She puts the gun on her fucking
head and takes all her money.
I'm gonna marry that woman.
So, um, what do you want.
I want all of them.
All of them?
You want all of them?
All of them.
[Speaking Italian]
You know what?
I like you, I like you.
I'm gonna tell you the truth.
You don't want those.
That Uzi is Mickey Mouse.
That's, uh, made in China, I
think so, uh, so what's the
job, huh?
Cause I'm a great
fucking driver.
Get away!
I can drive anything.
Airboats, helicopters.
Your Cadillac submarine never
driven a submarine, but I'm
pretty sure I know how
to drive one.
So, um. Anything else?
I just want the fucking guns.
How about a silencer?
You want a silencer I
can throw in a silencer.
Don't even say it.
I'm gonna throw in a
silencer because I like you.
Okay. All right.
So you want this wrapped or
delivered to your house?
So, listen, I got pulled
over by this cop, right?
And this cop would do anything
to break my shoes, because here
he comes.
He's coming at the car like
he's Batman and Wonder Mutt.
He had a K-9 with him.
He had the K-9 dog.
What was the dog, Ange?
A shepherd?
A German shepherd.
I fucking hate the
German Shepherds.
There's something about
this dog I can't stand.
All right, now, listen, mind
you, before he comes over to
the door of the car, me and
Ange got little bags of cocaine
all over the fucking car
because we just got done
cutting up a half a key, right?
Not only that, we got two
shovels in the trunk and I got
dirt under my fingernails.
I'm like, you son of a bitch.
Right. So the cop
comes over to the door.
He's banging on the window.
I swear to God, This
is what I'm looking at.
Roll down the window boy.
[Laughter]
You should have seen this cop.
He had one eye looking
at Wednesday.
The other eye was
looking at the weekend.
[Laughter]
I didn't know whether to laugh
or piss in my fucking pants.
He's leaning on me
like, get off me!
I can't breathe, you fat fuck.
[Laughter]
And he looks at me and goes.
You boys must be from the city.
And I said, why, yes,
officer, we are from the city.
In fact, we're songwriters.
We came out to the country to
see if we couldn't get some
inspiration by the country air.
And he goes, well, you boys are
gonna have to step
out of the vehicle.
Now I'm saying to myself, okay,
we're gonna have
a lot of trouble.
So we stuffed all the
cocaine bags in the jackets.
So I said to the cop, you know,
officer, it's
really, really hot.
If you don't mind, we'd like
to take off our jackets.
And he goes, do
what you gotta do.
You boys just ain't used to
the Florida heat, are you?
I'm like, you ain't shitting.
And the dog is just standing
there staring at
Staring at us like.
[Mocking]
This dog's too old to
be a cop dog anymore.
Looked like he was gonna
have a heart attack.
I'm like, he thinks he wanted
maybe the dog should
just lick his own ass.
So we get out of the car, he
searches us, the dog jumps in
the car, and I'm
telling you the truth.
The dog just sat on the jackets
with all the cocaine, and
that's it.
Nothing. The biggest
bust of a lifetime.
And the dog's just standing
there going like this.
I wish I could lick my ass.
And I'm thinking to myself,
maybe the dog just wants to do
a bump.
A little cocaine for the doggy.
Like a Scooby Snack
or a Scooby Whack.
And then he lets us go.
We actually lucked out, man.
And that was it.
That was hilarious.
The ziti is good.
Hey keep eating, you
[Speaking Italian].
Hey fellas, salud.
[Together]
Salute.
Yo, yo, yo. What up?
Who the fuck is Fat Dave?
Hey, asshole, you got the
wrong neighborhood, okay?
Rap mania is down the block.
Fuck this bitch.
No, no, I know for a fact
we got the right spot.
They say Fat Dave chill here.
Is that true?
I'm Dave.
And who the fuck are you?
Oh, I'm Pharrell
motherfucking G, baby.
Remember that?
Pharrell G.
Yeah.
Why don't you do me a favor?
Why don't you go crawl
back to your pyramid?
Get the fuck out of my joint.
Dave see me and you we got
a problem, man.
You and your boys.
Y'all selling shit on my turf.
See, we control everything
from Biscayne up to 79th.
We was good.
Y'all got the crackers up here,
but y'all want to get
a little greedy.
Start I eating everything
up like the motherfucking
raviolis over there.
You know what?
You just committed suicide.
Now get the fuck out of here.
Get the fuck out of my joint.
I'ma see you.
Oh, no.
- We'll see you.
- Be safe.
Mhm.
Stay the fuck out of our hood.
Fuck you.
Get out of here, punk.
Find out who they are.
Thank you for doing your job.
Get the fuck out of here.
Keep moving.
Don't even look at me.
Sometimes a simple gesture
will prove your loyalty.
And Frankie was definitely
looking to see where mine was.
I just needed to know his
reasons for being here.
Look.
The reason I came down here.
Because I got to
take care of someone.
Fuck are you talking about?
I think you know what
I'm talking about.
I know knew exactly what
he was talking about.
Actually,
I don't have a fucking clue
what you're talking about.
Biranha.
The motherfucker fucked
me over for the last time,
and I want him dead.
You killed handsome Pete.
You're gonna start a war.
I don't give a fuck.
The man's got to go.
There might be a better way.
What are the odds that Frankie
would step to me before he made
his move?
Come on. Let's go.
Come on. You.
Hey! Hey, bitch!
You. I buy you drinks.
You give me the pussy.
Get off of me!
Are you fucking serious?
No.
I sure am glad he did.
Because had he killed Pete
and took that haul before I
cashed out my policies.
Me and Koufax were next.
[Dramatic music]
I don't like being
put in corners.
I have to kill my way out of.
You need to get the
fuck off of me.
I'm gonna beat your
motherfucking ass.
Do you know who the fuck I am?
Danny, get the fuck up!
What are you doing?
Oh my God, Mister,
please don't kill him.
Please.
[Shouting]
[Dramatic music continues]
Hey, babe.
Wake up.
You want to make
us some breakfast?
Mm.
You want to make
us some breakfast?
Hey.
You wanna play?
You wanna play?
Hey.
Hey.
[Screaming]
[Phone ringing]
On the right is Berlin office.
This is Beth.
How may I help you?
Hi, Beth, this is
Mr. Koufax.
I'm in the United States.
In Florida.
Goody Boy Financial Insurance
in Hallandale.
How's Berlin.
Rather cold actually, Mr. Koufax.
How can I help you?
Well, I need a few bank
authorizations to fast track
some claims.
Busy month?
Yeah, with a capital B,
I've been buried in payouts.
Seems like the hotter it gets
down here, the more clients are
dropping like flies.
You ever been to Miami, Beth?
It's beautiful.
You'd love it.
Sounds lovely.
I'm packing my bags
right now, Mr. Koufax.
I'll send the
authorization to the bank.
Mm.
Mm.
I gotta say, I'm
really impressed, Koufax.
Besides the coffee
stains and soy sauce, your
records look good.
Shit. You boys
made us some money.
Damn it! When do you
assholes sleep?
Well, they're gonna be
very happy back home.
I'll tell you that.
Fuck! We gotta celebrate.
Yeah, I got an idea.
Why don't we go
deep sea fishing?
Fishing? Hell, yeah.
Now you're talking there Faxy.
Good idea.
What do you think
there, Charlie?
Uh, Valentine.
Whatever the fuck they call you.
You know, Koufax,
that is a great idea.
Look at this.
What could be better, right?
On a yacht in the
middle of the Gulf Stream.
Some call it blue heaven.
But here's a little
piece of advice.
If I ever ask you to go deep
sea fishing, it's probably not
going to end well.
But this mutt don't know that.
Life is full of decisions.
And what color do you paint
your shitty apartment?
Do you order Chinese or Italian?
For most of my life, I've
had people telling me what
decisions to make.
And after I fillet this fucking
guy right here, that's it.
Ain't no coming back.
The people I've given my life
for, they'll see this as an act
of betrayal.
Like I'm breaking a blood tie
that's supposed to send me
straight to hell.
But with the money we're making
off of this shit, I'll buy my
way out of hell.
[Vomiting]
Way I see it, I've been a
schmuck babysitter for too long.
There's always some guy
like Pete or Frankie.
They just come in
different packages.
We ain't hustling cigarettes
or making hooch over here.
I survived this long because my
old man, God rest that prick,
showed me every trick
inside that black hat.
I'll be honest, I don't know
where this little sea cruise
will lead me, but
this hit right here.
It's top of the charts, making
me feel like Phil fucking
Collins for sure.
You know, I always find it
funny how you always hear about
the guys that get caught, how
the sheriff and the marshal
always get their man.
But what about the
bad guy that got away?
The one who shot the sheriff in
the fucking face and hightailed
it into the sunset?
I want to be that guy.
So now only Frankie stands in
the way of me and
the open trail.
And as long as the outfit
thinks Frankie snatched that
money, killed Pete and us,
we'll have that freedom Koufax
keeps yapping about.
So when I see Francie later,
I'll be closing my briefcase
one last time, right with
his fucking head in it.
Is it done?
Guy was a cunt anyway.
He had it coming.
I mean, you know, you got
to do this now and then.
I know it bothered you,
but you had to do it. But.
Hey, didn't feel bad about it.
You enjoyed it, didn't you?
Still could be some
problems, though.
Hey, I don't give a fuck!
I told you that the other night.
And if these cock suckers fuck
with me, the same thing will
happen to them.
I ain't taking any
shit from anyone.
Let's go.
I don't trust nobody.
We trust everybody?
I mean, you haven't seen this
guy since you got
out of the joint.
But I'm gonna do
business with him.
And this is where you come in.
He's bringing a deal to us.
Okay. I'm gonna need more men.
Like, a lot more.
I like pie, Dave.
Oh, I know you do.
But I also want you to keep
an eye on him while he's here.
- All right?
- Yeah.
No worries.
Here he comes now.
Frankie Cutts.
Welcome, brother.
It's been a long time.
I was just telling
the guys about you.
You did a good thing
on the inside for me.
And I never forget it.
Which brings us here.
Fellas.
Come here.
Meet my friend.
This is Frankie
Cutts from Chicago.
He's in town.
He's gonna be working with us.
So you treat him nice.
The most stand up guy you're
ever going to meet.
And tough as nails, you should
all aspire to be like him.
Ain't that right?
I got him.
Where you going?
I have something
to take care of.
I'll pick up that
other thing later.
All right.
Yeah. You know.
Cops on the payroll, they think
they can do whatever they want.
You're working with cops now?
You got no choice down here.
This is the Wild West.
She's got my back.
Which brings us to business.
So let's talk what we
were going to talk about.
So, Nick.
Let me guess.
You're in vice, aren't you?
Who's this bedbug?
He's talking to
himself over here.
What type of, uh, law
enforcement are you doing here?
Is that something
I need to disclose?
Everything between you and.
Goody Boy is strictly
confidential.
I'm actually an undercover cop.
[Gunshots]
[Screaming]
[Gunshots continue]
Valentine.
[Gunshot]
Fuck was that?
Never been gone that long.
Jesus.
Too many parties.
What is that?
Money?
Okay, I gotta get a hold of
Koufax and get on the road.
Shit. Before long, the police.
No, no. Fuck that.
The feds are gonna come running
across the Bible
belt for this one.
Head of a crime, family dead.
And his son.
So long Frankie.
Rest in piss, asshole.
I wish it could have
ended like this.
Let's take a walk and talk.
But it didn't.
Once I saw Nick and caught a
glimpse of that money, it was
lights out.
Yeah, I totally understand.
I just got off 12 hours
gagging me with a spoon.
No way.
No way.
Let's meet up.
Yeah, I know, I know.
Let me get the phone, please.
I gotta go.
No, there's a guy with
a gun and he's blood.
And he's asking for
the phone right now.
Thank you.
Hey, miss,
let me get a quarter, please.
Talk to me.
Fax.
I need you to come
pick me up, man.
Shit. Charlie, you don't
sound good at all, man.
Where are you?
I'm on the beach, man.
12th and Washington.
Just come up in the alley
behind club 1235
and get me, okay?
Okay, I'm on my way.
Hey, how did everything go?
I don't know, man.
Just come get me.
All right?
Hey, you got the rest of the
money in the trunk?
Yeah.
Yes, I do.
Good.
So what happened with cuts?
Oh, man.
Cuts is dead man.
They're all dead.
How many guys you killed?
They're all dead.
Whoa, whoa.
Look at you, gunslinger.
Wyatt, you fucking Valentine?
You know what?
I gotta take back everything I
said about you being a bad shot.
Hey, don't worry about that.
We'll get you looked at as soon
as we get up there
to the Panhandle.
I got a doctor.
Hey.
What's all this we stuff man?
We. As in us, as in you and I.
I mean, we we got the
money, we got the ride.
We got the the the
road ahead of us.
I got two piss bottles, one
with the, with a K on it for me.
And one you can decorate
however you want to.
I mean, it worked.
I'm a genius.
Say thank you.
Okay, well, you don't have
to say thank you, but I know
you're thinking it.
Wait until you until you see
what I got planned for Vegas.
Koufax is gambling.
We just signed our
death certificate
stealing this money, man.
And now you want to tell me?
With your luck,
you're going to go
blow it all in Vegas?
Oh, no, no, no, no.
See, cause I'm coming from a
whole nother angle now, Charlie.
I'm talking about
the ponies, right?
I got the I'm going to focus on
on the breeders and the people
who do the conditioning.
Hey.
Shut the fuck up!
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Why you got that gun?
Charlie, put it away, please.
We're partners.
Koufax.
We are not partners.
This is business, man.
You have a real chance to
do something right here.
I don't know, maybe
you're fucking stupid.
Maybe you don't realize.
But it's time to
cash your chips, man.
And go.
Not go off to Vegas
and fuck it all off.
Yeah, but I got this thing.
I'm telling you, I got it.
I'm going to use an alias, and
I'm going to let the money work
for me, right?
I mean, maybe you forget who
brought me down here was Angelo
and Meyer, right?
And I made them a ton of money.
Right? I don't think you
understand just how gifted I am.
- I don't even.
- Hey.
Wow. No disrespect,
Charlie, but fuck you.
Right? I mean, you're always
pushing me to the side.
Listen to this.
Do you ever hear of Nick
Zito? He's a New York guy.
No. Well, he's an up
and coming trainer.
This guy won the Kentucky Derby.
I have lunch with him and
dinner with him every fucking
weekend at Joe's uncle's
place on the beach.
And he rips me to shit.
I'm going to do you
a favor, Koufax,
because if I was about to go
off to Vegas and blow a half a
mil up mil up in smoke.
I'd hope you'd
kill me, too, but.
Zito, look him up, man.
He hit me to everything.
You gotta trust me on this.
Ow.
Wow.
Hey, look at that.
You finally won a bet.
Your life.
Stand over here.
Wait. You meant to shoot me?
You were really gonna shoot me?
That's not fair, Charlie.
[Dramatic music]
Well, I can tell it's not half.
[Pop music]
You're probably not gonna see
it this way, but I did Koufax a
huge fucking favor.
Leaving him with all this money
was going to get him killed.
He doesn't need the cash.
He needs to be cut loose.
Play a whole new game.
I keep blowing it.
Doubling down on the
fucking Cubbies.
Today is the first day
of the rest of my life.
And finally, for the first
time, I can see the only thing
I need to worry about is if I
can live can live with myself
for all the choices I made.
[Music continues]
I may not have
always been right.
But this, this doesn't
feel wrong.
Now they sell that
stuff everywhere.
I can't believe it.
I can't believe it.
Who would have thought?
Yeah.
Everybody's getting
arrested in the States.
I finally got a
chance to have it all.
I took every risk in
the book except one.
And that's a mistake
I'll never make again.
[Pop music continues]
Who the fuck is this guy?
He's at the wrong fucking table?
Are you shot?
Thought you said
you like gangsters?
[Blues music]
[Upbeat music]
Yo, I'm glad I got you.
Yeah. Just give me a minute.
Hold on, hold on.
[Sniffing]
You there?
All right, listen to
me, Choo Choo.
I know it's your stable and
all, but I'm supplying all the
good shit.
[Laughter]
Fuck! Are you?
You here already?
What are you on that
car phone, you prick?
Hold on.
Show me the hookers, amigo.
Ooh!
No hookers here, pal.
Just me.
Yeah.
Come in, come in.
Yeah, yeah, come on in.
I thought it was you out front.
No no no, no, forget about it.
It's a friend.
No. It's all.
Just do that thing
for me, all right Choo?
You know, don't
forget me on that.
All right.
All right.
Just get them all spruced up
and looking good and right.
Yeah. Alright, listen,
listen, I gotta, I gotta go.
I gotta take care of something.
Alright, I'll see
you here soon, right?
Come over.
Alright. See you soon.
Planning a party, Max?
Well, I wouldn't
say that, you know.
What are those French
pricks call it?
Uh, it's more like a soiree.
Aren't you supposed to be
soireeing our money up, Max?
Huh?
Wait. I owe you guys money?
Fuck.
Charlie.
Maybe I do, maybe I do.
Fuck. It's been crazy
around here, you know?
God. You know, my ex-wife,
she's been a real mutt lately.
She got some pictures of me
and some broads in her car.
It's been a nightmare.
Wait, wait.
Listen,
let's do something.
I got some lookers coming over.
Now, now, I can't promise
you nine and a half weeks.
But I will tell you this.
These broads will
smoke your pole.
I'm going to tell you
that, right?
Come with me.
Let me show you something.
Come on.
Come on. You known me forever.
Relax. Where am I going to go?
Come on. Come with me.
Okay, Max.
I know you love me, right?
Right?
What size swim trunks you wear?
I got large in the back.
I mean, your nuts will probably
pop out, but who the fuck cares?
Because it's going to be like
ancient fucking Rome out here
pretty soon.
I just need the money, Max.
I got a pool.
I got the broads coming.
I don't swim.
I don't have the fucking money.
I don't have it
tonight. Okay?
I'm going in.
This is perfect.
Am I right?
I thought you didn't swim.
It's a nice pool.
[Splashing and drowning]
[Guitar music]
I got a letter
this morning, boy
Hey. Hey, honey
Ooh!
This meathead has
got a nice pad.
Maxie baby, are you ready?
Ooh, we got a pool.
This morning
Gonna see you when
the sun goes down
I couldn't read
it for crying boy
Hey, hey honey
I couldn't read
it for crying boy
Hey, Hey, honey, I couldn't
read it for crying
Police Swat teams have
converged on a house in Davie.
Drug agents have made more
than 100 arrests and over $140
million in drug seizures.
Overtown is literally
on fire tonight.
Nearly a half million
pounds of marijuana.
Everglades city was swarming
with hundreds of federal agents.
Paul Mormando's school martial arts.
Learn judo, karate, taekwondo.
The most trusted
martial arts school in Florida.
You don't got a ride?
We'll come pick you up.
Come down here now and
we'll chop the prices.
Woo hoo!
My name is Valentine.
But here, right now, you'll
get to know me as Charlie.
It's a character I cooked up
when the Chicago Outfit decided
to run a play in the South.
Coming here should have
been a first start for me.
A chance to roll in from the
cold and reinvent myself.
But it wasn't.
Yeah, the eye candy
tasted like Paradise.
But everything under the
sun isn't what it seems.
Me falling for temptation?
Nah, that shit's for the weak.
You can't be an
enforcer for the mob.
And have your guard down like
you're some carefree asshole
from the burbs taking karate
lessons from a
knockoff Chuck Norris.
I knew the game I was mixed
up in had no end in sight.
With the drug trade booming and
all the sun, fun and murder on
the front page of the papers.
It was a perfect cover for a
scheme so diabolical it had the
only family I've ever really
known showered in profits for
over a decade.
I knew I had one mission make
sure the plan got executed
flawlessly, and
that's what I did.
Hey, Mike.
Can I come in?
Uh, it's not really a good time.
I've got, uh.
No, it's a good time, Mike.
What, are you, nuts?
You want me to sign this
paperwork so that in case
something happens
to happens to me.
The money goes to Al DeLuca.
Absolutely not, man.
Okay. All right. Take
it easy. Take it easy.
[Banging]
[Groaning]
You got fucking blood
all over my paperwork.
My fucking nose!
Is your fucking hand hurt?
No.
Sign the fucking papers.
Fuck!
This really necessary?
Sign the papers.
You're probably wondering what
the hell happened back there.
I'll let my satisfied
customer explain.
You know, when I first met
Charlie, I was doing bad.
I owed my Chicago
bookie a lot of money.
I sold my car for cocaine.
I'd find myself at titty bars,
blowing thousands with nothing
to show for it but a
couple of herpe blisters.
Between the sports, gambling
and the drugs, I found myself
at a real crossroads.
You see, I needed to keep
borrowing money, but I was
finding it harder and
harder to pay it back.
And it got to the point where
they were going to cut me off,
or worse.
But then Charlie and the
wonderful folks at Goody Boy.
Insurance Company set
me up with a contract.
I'm sort of like a
life insurance policy.
All right, hold up.
If there's money to be made,
there's always a racket.
But the days of Tommy
guns on the street
are long gone.
The real racket comes with a
smile, a goofy square suit, a
handshake, and a keen
knowledge in finance.
Which brings us to the
birth of our company.
Of course, the mastermind
behind Goody Boy is none other
than the original head
snake of the American Mafia.
That's right.
Meyer fucking Lansky.
Meyer. A word, please.
Yes, Rabbi.
Um. Yes.
Meyer. I just want to say
that I hear things
about you all the time.
But I want you to know
that I don't listen
to any of it.
You know, Rabbi, I
hear these things, too.
They say,
I own half of Monte Carlo,
and that I made the president.
Now, how ridiculous can they be?
Rabbi, good shabbos
to you, good shabbos.
This guy was so brilliant.
Not only did he make millions
from every racket you could
think of, he became a legend
in criminal power and know how.
He never needed to rob a bank
because he owned
the fucking bank.
He had access to money and
credit, like grabbing kosher
snacks out of the icebox.
How do I know all this?
I was there.
[Soft music]
Do me a favor.
This drink is dead. Mort.
Give me a fresh one, please.
Yes. Of course.
Would you like anything?
I love a Dewar's and water.
Thank you.
Course, and you?
I'm good.
And Meyer, this is, uh, Koufax.
This is Valentine.
Jimmy Hook's kid, Gino.
We were just talking about,
uh, about the Florida thing.
So, Meyer.
We all know you
started this thing.
So you know better than anybody.
It's always been
about one thing.
Omert,
honor,
and about the organization.
And nobody.
Nobody Meyer,
is above the organization.
So I know,
you're going to do
whatever you got to do
to make this thing happen.
With all this legit
access to global finance.
What does a criminal genius do?
He uses his financial leverage
to reduce risk on his portfolio.
In other words, when some
degenerate gambler can't pay
off his bookie, instead of
breaking his legs, scaring him
off so he goes on the run,
we just issue him a policy.
And as long as he makes his
monthly premium, our
money is guaranteed.
It's underwritten by a West
German bank that has no idea
that when the policyholder hits
the morgue, they're actually
paying off a mob loan.
Now, if I decide to take off
on a crazy cocaine binge with a
bunch of Asian hookers and
unexpectedly die of a massive
heart attack, they
still get their money.
Pretty fucking
smart, if you ask me.
And me being a pretty fucking
smart guy myself, was able to
save my own ass when I got a
little in debt by figuring out
how to make carbon copies go
from 3 to 6 and 6 to 9.
Do you get my drift?
Hey, look, it's real simple.
I set it up.
I make the pickups.
You back me up.
And you. I don't give a
fuck what you do.
All right?
Yeah, well,
I'm thinking of
placing a little.
Well, a big wager on
the Cowboys Bears game.
Gonna hear me out, right?
So the other day, I'm out
eating a sandwich, and this
bus comes zinging past, and
I see this little penny.
But the way it moves, it's
moving like Tony Dorsett.
I shit you not.
This thing was
zigging and zagging.
And I'm seeing this as a sign
right from Penny Dorsett.
And this is my ticket, man.
So I'm going to buy a Cadillac.
I'm going to fill it up with
gas, and I'm going to drive the
hell out of this
fucking sweaty hellhole.
What do you think?
Don't you remember
it's gambling that got you sent
down here in the first place?
And because of you, it
got me sent down here.
So how did I get
here with this guy?
I clipped the wrong guy one day.
It was an honest mistake, really.
But when you whack a made guy,
nobody cares if it was an error.
But I was always well liked.
Reliable. One of the best
hitters in the Midwest.
Cleaned it up.
Course.
All right.
Now I know you've been talking
to me about these, uh, these
blackouts you've been having.
I gotta make sure
that you're right.
That your head is right,
that you straighten out.
Are you?
I'm good.
Know, you you you went on your
own like a fucking maverick.
The only reason you're sitting
here is because I
fucking trust you.
I know who you are.
Or at least I think I do.
So what I want to do with you
is I want to send you down to
Florida to take care
of this shit for me.
You be my eyes and
ears down there.
Oh, no, man.
No. Not really.
The reason why you're here is
because you're a shitty shot.
That's what I hear.
Okay.
What did you say?
Okay, fine. I'm sorry.
So, to make up for it.
I had to come babysit Koufax.
And that's how I became,
Johnny Square briefcase.
Handsome Pete.
How the hell are you, man?
How was your trip?
Did you bring your
swim trunks with you?
You got stung by a jellyfish.
Look at this fucking guy.
What are you, a tour
guide now, Koufax?
Huh? You going to give
me the Star Tours.
Last piece of the puzzle
is this prick.
Handsome Pete burrata.
He takes all that money we make
back home, and he wasn't even
supposed to be the guy.
Like I said, Frankie, he is
going to be down there running
it for us.
And I want to make
one thing clear here.
Anyone gets in my way.
And I'll fucking kill them.
Frankie never even made
it down to Florida.
I think Koufax and I dodged a
bullet because that psychopath
made working for Handsome Pete
seemed like scooping ice cream.
He was mysteriously arrested.
And word is,
Pete set him up
to take his place.
But we'll never know.
So these were all the working
parts that gave the outfit
their bloodiest paydays ever.
And the bow on top
was a perfect cover.
A family owned brick and mortar
store right in the heart of
their community.
[Both]
And that's how we became,
Goody Boy Financial.
I'm fucking kidding.
I don't want to
star fucking tour.
I want money tour.
My money.
All right.
Right down to business, huh?
Okay. No problem.
You know I hate
coming down here.
When Meyer was alive, I told him
we need a high class
joint out here.
Not a shithole like this.
That Meyer was always
in his brain.
That prick.
Yeah, well, I do like a
few things about Florida.
Like, you know, Spanish pussy.
It's like.
Like they got an octopus
on your cock and shit.
Well, I'll tell you, I fucked
everything through our cook and.
DuPage County.
I remember this little
blonde with the cutest face.
You look like you
could be her kid.
She was a miracle dick sucker.
Hey. Guess what?
If you're my kid, it's okay,
because it's always welcome
dick suckers in my family.
[Laughter]
Oh, you guys are too sensitive.
Hey, look at these
numbers later.
Looking at you two assholes
makes me feel like
killing myself.
I'm out of here.
I'm taking your car.
I gotta go see some pussy.
Wait. Hold up, hold it.
Take, take mine.
Okay. The air
conditioner is better.
All right.
Hey, try not to get
married while I'm gone.
I know you're into
that down here.
Fucking skin horns.
A fucking jack off that, guys.
I got this theory.
Oh, jeez. Here we go.
No, no, no, no, not just
about this guy, Pete.
But Pete and other
guys like him.
You know, they try to stop
people from being who they're
supposed to be.
You shouldn't have to take shit
from guys like him or anybody,
for that matter.
It's time to free
ourselves of all of this.
What if,
now it's a big what if?
But what if we were
to sign new clients,
make ourselves the
beneficiaries, and
then kill them?
I mean, come on, think about it.
Of course, it's got to
be parameters and stuff.
It's got to be people outside
of the outfit and
stuff like that.
And we should only
pick on real scumbags.
You know, like crackheads.
Guys that fuck with kids
and just real dirt bags.
I can take care of the
paperwork and deal with the
fake beneficiaries.
And, you know, you
do what you do.
Sales thing.
Right? I mean, look, I'm new to
this, but it's making a hell of
a lot of sense to me.
So let's say we get ten guys.
That's a million that we split.
500K a piece.
That's a real purse.
Nah, man, that's freedom.
If Koufax's plan had any chance
to work, I needed to sign up
some new clients under
a special category.
It's what you'd call
a high risk policy.
If you're getting one of these,
you had to be in some real
dicey shit.
[Phone ringing]
Goody Boy Can I help you?
Yes, sir.
Absolutely. Yes we do.
It's our specialty.
Great, you're early.
Early bird gets the
worm, am I right?
Absolutely. Wow.
Look at this spread
you got here.
It's not even mine.
It's temporary.
You know, it's more of a work
thing, but I have to tell you,
I like hanging out back here.
This is great.
Look at this pool.
It's nice right?
It's beautiful.
Yeah.
So, going over your stuff,
Nick, and everything looks good.
Good.
No, I got a copy of
your driver's license here.
And, uh, one thing, uh, it
says you're in law enforcement.
Yes, yes, I am.
Yeah. Yeah, that might be
a high-risk policy for us.
I'm gonna have to see if I
have that paperwork here.
Is that going to cost me more?
Yeah. You know, it's just a
small up charge on your premium,
but, you know, you
might not even need it.
What type of, uh, law
enforcement you do, Nick?
Is that something
I need to disclose?
Yeah, it's it's kind of an
important element with the with
the policy.
If you read the bylaws, you
know, it's an essential part
that we have full disclosure.
Because if something should
happen, untimely death and
employment or whatever, the
underwriters are kind of funny
about these things, you know,
they might not want to pay out.
And it kind of defeats the
purpose of what we're doing
here, you know?
No, you're right, you're right.
You know, I need this policy to
cover the mortgage on a ranch I
inherited in Colorado.
Now I want to leave it
for my step kid, you know?
- Sure.
- He's a good kid.
And, uh.
And I just want to be smart.
You know, the last thing I
want is the bank to take it.
- Take the place. You know?
- I can.
Listen, I completely
understand that, Nick.
So you got a copy of the, uh,
mortgage policy I can take a
look at?
- Of course.
- Good.
Right here.
Hang on.
Uh, yeah.
- This is it.
- Great.
Let me see what we're
working with here.
Just about done. So uh.
Oh sure. Okay.
This looks real good, Nick.
Yeah, I think we're in business.
So, Nick, let me guess.
You're in vice, aren't you?
- Close.
- Yeah.
Are you sure this
is confidential?
Everything between you and.
Goody Boy is strictly
confidential, Nick.
I'm actually an undercover.
An undercover?
Whoa. I ain't never had
an undercover before.
Hey, is it like the movies?
No, no, it's actually boring.
You know, they never show
the waiting in the movies.
Once you got a client's trust,
they'll tell you everything.
Like you're the fucking priest.
And this boy scout was about to
get in the tent with
some real rattlesnakes.
How you doing, Lou?
Who are you?
Cop? A preacher?
Which is it?
Actually, I was hoping that,
uh, that you and
I could be family.
You know.
You know what I think?
Go fuck yourself.
Hey, pick up the phone.
Pick up the phone.
What?
You listen to me.
I'm looking to knock six
years off your sentence.
Yeah, six fucking years.
But you got to do
one thing for me.
You got to make me a
part of your family.
Can you do that?
Now, when this cop was
talking about joining a family.
He wasn't talking about
marrying somebody's daughter
over here.
He was talking about
a different family.
The one that commits murders,
extortion and racketeering.
The motherfucking Gianetti's.
Ange.
I need your help.
Only you though, right?
Only you.
I need you down at
down at the warehouse.
Get your ass down here.
You still on the phone?
Fuck, man.
Motherfucker!
You fucking whore!
[Shouting]
You got a regular Michael
Spinks over there.
Take that bitch to Vegas, man.
[Shouting continues]
[Upbeat music]
Hey, there he is.
I'm surprised to
see you walking.
I'd have thought your Cuban
friends broke that ass down to.
Frito Lay.
They love that bean shit there.
Yeah. Rice and fucking beans.
Fuck you, all right.
Go find another lawyer there.
You son of a bitch.
You bastard.
Go take care of
that thing in Tampa.
Well, well, well, look who
has awoken from his slumber.
So very nice of you to join us.
So like I was saying,
now I'm getting all these calls.
You know, Leo, you son of a
bitch puts his hands on me.
I don't know what
I'm going to do.
You know, I got a
kid to worry about.
Whoa, whoa.
Are you telling me
that he's raising
his hands to Sophia?
Well, I mean, I don't
know for sure, but yeah.
And she's saying how
he's such a great husband.
I know I could get
him to change.
You and I both know he ain't
changing while he's snorting
his Peru paste.
Yeah.
I don't know what
happened to him.
He used to be a great earner.
You know, this thing with
these fucking trucks.
He used to have those drivers
dancing Yankee Doodle while he
was robbing him.
And now he ain't
listening to nobody.
He became like a real Turk.
And I think he's stealing.
I had Angie go down to the
parlor to check over the books.
And, uh, we came
up a little short.
You sure, Leo?
Because those whores be
taking left and right, too.
They ain't saints jacking over
there, you know what I mean?
Yeah. They steal.
What are they taking?
$5 here, $20 over there.
It's not like they're
taking a bankroll.
And it's not just
down at the parlor.
You know, some of these guys
that we shake down, you know,
like the dentist.
Supposedly, he had a visit
before we had a chance to get
down there, and they
described Andrew.
This whole thing's a mess.
It's a fucking mess.
Abbozzo.
What am I gonna do
about these kids now?
I raised Andrew like
he was one of my own.
Like one of my own.
And then I got
this one over here.
What did I do now?
That little stunt you
pulled with the Cubans?
That kid you clipped.
Well, he runs with the with
the Colombians, and now they're
looking for him.
And then you have the balls.
The balls to call my guy Angie,
who's around me to help clean
up your mess.
You have them involved
in your bullshit!
That you shouldn't have been
involved in in the first place!
It's fine.
It's taken care, all right?
No, it's not fine.
And it's not taken care of.
And you wipe that shit eating
grin off your face before I do
it for you.
Your big fucking heist.
Couple of kilos, maybe
an eight ball at best.
And I'm not fucking
going to war for that.
You and me, outside, now.
Son.
You gotta stop this cowboy shit.
You like to work alone?
Do what you want to do.
It just ain't happening no more.
I came down here to
make this our thing.
Our thing.
I got tired of splitting the
pie 16 different ways up north.
New York, Chicago, Tampa.
They all got their own thing.
This is our thing.
You see me?
I keep a low profile.
That's obviously
not on your agenda.
You can't seem to do that.
Gabeet.
I love you, son.
Stop breaking my fucking balls.
Angie, on our next job, you're
going to take Angelo with you.
You're going to take
the zip and my son.
Make sure he sits in the front.
I'll tell the Colombians that
we took care of
this thing in-house.
Leo, you're going to tell a sad
bedtime story to your sister on
how her coke sniffing husband
ran off with his whore.
All right.
And you throw a few bucks for
a while to keep her quiet.
But, dad, Andrew had
zero to do with this.
Did I ask you?
Did I ask you?
Then shut the fuck up!
There is one thing I will not
tolerate from
anybody in this crew.
And that is stealing.
Or a rat!
And nobody is untouchable.
Sadly, as much as
I like that kid,
he's going to leave
as a stand-up guy.
Except he just
doesn't know it yet.
Just like your brother with
your fucking mouth.
Yap yap yap yap.
You're like a fucking
dog yapping in the house.
You know, I don't like when
dogs bark in the house.
Do I do the fucking dogs
that bark in the house?
I put them in a fucking
cage, you understand?
Stay in your fucking cage.
[Beeping]
[Crying]
See who the fuck this is.
Fucking such a coward.
Shut up!
You're a fucking coward.
Huh? What's that?
You're a coward.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you ain't
shit, you little fucking dog.
You should be fucking
pissing on newspaper.
Let me find you some you
some fucking newspaper here.
Shut the fuck up!
Who the fuck is this?
[Sniffing]
What's up motherfuckers?
Huh?
Yeah, yeah. I'm home,
come through.
Yeah. I'm here.
The fuck you looking at?
Huh?
Why don't you take
your ass to bed?
Go play with your fucking
Gobots or some shit.
Get away from my son!
The fuck are you saying?
Just wait until I tell
my fucking brother.
Tell your fucking brother.
Little Leo, get
your fucking cage.
Be a fucking bad fucking
doggie right now.
You understand me?
A bad fucking doggy.
Shut the fuck up!
You gonna tell your fucking
brother, your piece of shit
fucking brother.
Little Leo, that motherfucker
sits in the car with the AC on
while I go in there and
fucking handle business.
Little Leo little
dick fucks what he is.
Fuck up!
You know what your problem is?
You see some cocaine?
I think that's the problem.
You get a little high
with me sometimes.
You'd be a little bit
better of a fucking wife.
I'll tell you what.
When I come back, I'm
gonna fuck you in the ass.
Maybe it'll feel better.
You're lucky I gotta fucking go!
You're lucky I gotta fucking go!
Why don't you take that
stuff and take it with you?
Snort it up that nose of yours.
Shut the fuck up!
I'm gonna tell my brother and
he's gonna get you real good.
Where's my fucking jacket?
He's gonna cut your balls off.
And make you fucking eat him.
[Indistinct]
Your brother ain't shit.
[Crying]
Mommy!
[Crying]
The fuck are we
doing here, junior?
You fat fuck!
You fucking hungry again?
You want the fucking doggy bag?
Nah, I gotta see
my dad real quick. Okay?
Yeah, right.
Fat fucker.
Hey, you know what?
I'm gonna get a fucking
plate anyway.
I fucking knew it.
[Choking]
Wanna put your fucking
hands on women.
You fucking [indistinct]
motherfucker!
[Upbeat music]
I don't know what's gonna kill
me, but I need to find out
We've been asking
stupid questions
Let's just get out and
have some fun
Fucking.
Come on!
Get the fuck out of the car!
Come on!
Fucking help me, you
Sicilian fuck!
Come on, man, you did
a good job over here.
Come on, get him in
the fucking thing now.
Come on, pick him up.
[Indistinct]
Pick it up, motherfucker.
Get this motherfucker over here.
Let's get it over with.
Come here.
Come here, you fuck!
Put him on the tarp here.
Get him up here.
Get him up!
Watch out!
You're on the fucking
thing, stupid!
Get up!
Grab him!
Get his legs, I got here.
Move him over.
Move him over straight.
Pick that side up!
Get him!
Come on, come on.
Help out you fuck.
Get him up.
Get him in the trunk!
Get him.
Fuck! The weakest
son of a bitch!
Get out of my way!
Come on!
[Spanish music]
I think you have a trick up
your sleeve that
I'm not aware of.
Ah!
Why would you think that?
Remember, you got to
walk out of this place.
Hey, Charlie,
I know this is a
little late, but.
Well, you got it.
Okay. And if you get a chance,
they have the best breaded
steak here in here
in the business.
It's fucking awesome.
Go hurricanes.
I just hope Ross is
as good as Testaverde was.
All I know Jimmy Johnson never
going to leave Miami.
Let me get a Johnny Black neat.
Coming right up.
[Spanish music continues]
Thank you.
You waiting on someone?
I'm gonna be waiting for
someone for a very long time.
Sorry to hear that.
I would hate to be
a criminal nowadays?
What makes you think
I'm a criminal?
Isn't everyone?
I sell insurance.
Lucky you.
Not really.
[Violin music]
So what's your story?
I'm the wife of a,
drug kingpin.
You're lucky you're not
one of them.
Cops ain't play more.
Makes you think that?
There's people getting
away with murder every day.
My husband's about to
serve 25 years in prison.
I read every police report,
went to every hearing.
There is a mandate now.
War on drugs.
The old days of hiding
under the radar.
It's over.
I don't know.
I don't know if I'm
seeing that like that.
I see stuff go down every day.
I don't see a
fucking cop anywhere.
That might seem like it.
But once they have a
target on your back,
they will do everything
to bring you down.
Let's see if I
get this straight.
So what you're saying is, if I
was a criminal, which I'm not.
Now would probably be a
pretty good time to cash out.
It's just like a casino now.
It's just a matter
of time before the.
House wins.
Saluti.
I'll tell you what.
Why don't you let me buy you,
another drink?
Sorry, but you're not my type.
I like gangsters.
It was nice talking
to you, a stranger.
I'll let you know if
I need your policies.
Fucking selling insurance.
You know how fucking hard
I've been working on this?
They can't just do that.
Oh they can.
And if you have a problem
with it, take it up with Vice.
President Bush.
Look, this is ridiculous.
All right?
I have a credible C.I.
Louis de Novo.
Who's going to walk me in there?
He's going to walk me in there
like it's the first day of
school, and he's going to
introduce me to Big Ange.
Oh come.
On. You come up here, you make
one big bust, and then you
hightail it back to Washington.
Listen, I'm willing to help,
but to build a case, I'm going
to need more than liquor store.
Louis de Nova.
And from what I hear,
it's impossible to get close to.
Fat Dave.
Remember that robbery?
What was it?
I think it was a Jewish guy.
Uh, they stabbed him or
something over some diamonds.
They didn't stab him.
They cut off his arm and it
looked like a Christmas ham.
Matter of fact, we
still got that ice.
No, I know, I know, but is
there any way you could get me
the diamonds out of
the evidence locker?
What?
[Phone ringing]
Holy fuck.
It's them. We're in.
Fuck! We're in.
All right, look, I
gotta go make a call.
Uh, can you give me
the diamonds or what?
- Moretti.
- Listen to me, okay?
You need a case, and I'm not
letting these assholes walk.
So it looks like
it's me and you.
I'll be, uh, Kenickie
you can be fucking Rizzo.
Or how about Arnold and Willis?
Are you more
comfortable with that?
Here's the thing, though.
We're gonna have to do
something big, okay?
Because I got to make
sure this guy notices me.
Uh, then Oliver says that,
uh, Fat Dave loves an earner.
Okay.
Um, you know what?
I know these two black cops.
They got a great act.
We get them to run up to Dave's
restaurant waving some guns.
You protect the big guy.
You're going to look good.
This could work.
Ah.
All right, look, just
give me a few days. Alright?
I'll get you something.
Moretti, I'm not sure about
the diamonds.
Oh, yes you are.
Probably would have been better
off with Reagan
going undercover.
Hello, this is Jerry.
Did somebody beat me?
[Laughter]
Yeah.
Really?
Yeah, absolutely.
You know, I'll be there.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Thank you for the opportunity.
Yeah.
[Rock music]
[Grill sizzling]
Hey, Leo.
How you doing, pal?
Uh, Angie told me
to come see you.
Oh, yeah.
Your Angie's guy, huh?
Yeah. That's right, I'm Jerry.
All right.
Well, listen, I really don't
know why he sent you over here,
because it's not a good time.
It's not a good place.
Are you fucking kidding me?
Now, why the fuck
would I be kidding?
Oh, everything good here?
Yeah, everything's real good.
I'm just handling
Angie's guy over here.
Did you bring that stuff
that Angie was talking about?
Yeah, that's what I'm,
that's what the fuck
I'm trying to tell you.
This is what?
That's why I'm here.
Leo, this is the guy
that I told you about.
Let him in, see what he got.
Okay.
[Speaking Italian]
Huh?
These rocks will get
some good quality.
Yeah, yeah.
You know, Angie wouldn't send
me over here if
these weren't right.
Yeah, well, Dave will know
right away if they're not right
or not.
Why don't you take a look?
Oh, Dave.
Come here. Take a look at this.
Come on, ladies.
What are you doing over here?
I put out a nice spread,
cooking my ass off.
Angie's guy here has some
trinkets for you
to take a look at.
Oh, I like trinkets.
More samples, really, but here.
You wanna take a closer look?
I got a glass.
Wow.
These are nice stones.
Very nice stones.
So, where'd you get em?
Let's just say there's a Jew
walking around looking for two
hands with nothing but nubs.
That Ange don't
fuck around, man.
He only deals with
the heavy hitters.
What do you think, Leo?
Well, we could
definitely move them.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
All right.
What do you want for your stash?
This token of my good faith.
A gift for you.
- Gift?
- Mhm.
Mm. Very nice.
I love gifts.
There's a lot more
where that came from.
Right here. I just got
out of the joint.
I'm looking for a little work.
So, uh.
Truth is, we can move
these anywhere you want.
I might have some work for you.
Okay.
- What'd you say your name was?
- Jerry.
Maybe we'll do some business.
Okay.
- You hungry?
- Yes.
I'll get you a plate of food.
[Indistinct chatter]
See your reflection in
these fucking things.
Let me take a look at those.
- Yeah take one, take one.
- Oh.
Nice.
Nice.
[Laughter]
I want you to keep an
eye on this guy.
I got a feeling about him.
And it ain't good.
Eat something.
While Nick was getting in.
[Upbeat music]
All I could think
about was getting out.
As far as I was concerned,
my debt to Chicago was paid.
I don't owe them
my life anymore.
The old business models
were phasing out.
No more settling for scraps.
Hey, come with me.
You got coke?
You like coke?
Maybe later, sweetheart.
Cocaine is fucking
pink, I swear.
Maybe later.
Fucking pink, I swear!
Maybe later, sweetheart.
Later might be none.
Fucking nightclubs.
It used to be I wouldn't set
foot in a place like this
unless I was chasing a chick.
I'm nothing like
the people in here.
They all swear they're
so safe, you see?
I know the evil that men do.
Shit. I'm usually the first
one they call to do it.
But now that chapter
is coming to a close.
And that means I would
definitely need to adapt, blend
in, and be just another
face at the end of the bar.
Let me get a bourbon
on the rocks.
Give me one dry.
For years I did the heavy
lifting for those
bastards back home.
Why be part of something that
doesn't even have your back?
[Speaking Spanish]
Oh, yeah.
Every risk you take, you gotta
assess the pros and cons.
If you're not getting what you
want out of the deal, why stick
around when you can
go at it on your own?
I mean take this
redhead right here.
She knows that grease ball she's
with only appreciates what he
doesn't have.
So now his woman is out here
dancing around, showing off all
the goods for any money
man with a big enough
wallet to scoop her up.
I should use this opportunity
to show you how easy it would
be for me to walk over there
and say five words or less and
have her sipping white zip
right off my lap, getting drunk
on all my bad jokes and
my fuck off attitude.
What do you think of this place?
I think you're the best
looking thing in here.
Yeah.
Just me.
I mean, there's a lot
of ladies in here.
And they don't move
around like you.
So listen.
What are you doing later?
A little more chit chat.
A few more drinks, and nine
times out of ten, I'm walking
out of here with this broad.
But there's the one chance
that her old man is either
brave or stupid or both.
Girlfriends.
Oh, is he.
Yeah I was just getting a
drink at the bar?
He's a type to some cock block
the whole situation and
end up putting a
target on my head.
Or maybe even his own.
Cause anybody that knows
anybody knows Johnny Cruz.
Do you understand?
Yeah. Not worth it.
Truth is, it'd never
go anywhere anyway.
Cause I already know if anybody
wanted to get to me, they'd for
sure murder anyone or
anything, I hold close.
It just comes with the job.
Valentine.
Remember me?
Frankie Ricci.
Right.
I knew your father.
He's dead, right.
What you doing here, Frankie?
You're on vacation.
No, I'm not on vacation here.
No, I just did ten
years in Joliet.
Got out a month ago.
I get on the street.
I realize there's nothing
up there for me anymore.
I heard they sent you down here.
I heard you're doing
pretty good. No?
Doing all right.
I'm getting by.
Getting by, huh?
Yeah, but you're getting
by for them, not for you.
I got some things going on
I want to talk to you about.
You know, you could.
Hey!
What the fuck are you doing?
Taking a piss.
Hey!
What?
Get the fuck out and come
back and take a piss later.
Motherfucker! Fucking cunt!
Get the fuck out of here!
Yeah. Chicago.
There's nothing out
there for me anymore.
I like it down here.
I got some things going
on, and uh.
We need to talk.
So now I know where you are, uh.
I'll be in touch.
[Knocking on door]
[Knocking on door]
Koufax.
Charlie.
Yeah, open the door.
Okay.
I thought he was in jail.
Are you sure it was him?
I mean, maybe you were mistaken.
Remember that guy we
saw at Biscayne Pizza?
That Ernie Espinosa guy,
he looked just like him.
Did you see him?
Did you talk to him?
Hey.
I talked to him, all right?
It's fucking him, man.
Oh my God.
We are so fucked.
Fuck me running, man.
Oh, what are we gonna do?
I don't know, man.
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, I'm gone as fuck.
I am leaving.
He's a lunatic.
There's no way I want this guy
to come after me with a knife.
I don't mind getting taken out
by a gun, but not in a knife.
It's gonna hurt too much.
No fucking way.
I'm leaving. I'm leaving.
We're not going anywhere
until we catch those fucking
policies. All right?
Okay, well, it's not
going to be easy, okay?
I mean, it's going
to take time, right?
I mean, uh, look, look.
Okay. Look me in the eye and
be honest with me. All right?
Do you think they know?
Do you think they know?
I mean, they got to
know something up north.
And if we start moving this
money, then they're going to
send the German down.
The guy's a zombie.
He'll stay under the bed for,
like, three days without even
breathing and then kill me.
It's not going to work.
It's got to, man.
Well, in theory, yeah, but
practically not so much.
Especially with these
guys up our ass.
Well, this ain't it.
Those outfit guys.
They don't give three shits
about you or about me.
Ever since Mazzy died,
man, it's, it's different.
You know it.
Were the fucking
walking dead, man.
No. We gotta hit
him where it hurts.
We gotta get what's ours.
We gotta go in, get the cash,
and get the fuck out of Dodge.
You know who it was?
It was Pete.
It was handsome Pete, man.
The guy hates you, man.
He hates me, but he hates you.
- Don't they all?
- I don't.
I gotta meet this
fucking Frankie anyway.
But we both know it doesn't
matter what the fuck
he's got to say.
As long as that fucking
prick is in town.
We're fucked.
This whole thing is fucked.
This guy's all right, man.
Yeah. Checked it out.
The merch is good.
He checks out.
You know what?
You got something on you?
Of course I do.
Wait out here.
Just, just in case.
All right. I got you.
I'm out here if you need me.
All right?
Hey.
You okay? Want coffee?
No.
Okay. All right.
Straight to business.
I like that.
So, wait a second.
School of martial arts.
Learn judo, karate, taekwondo.
The most trusted martial
arts school in Florida.
You don't gotta ride.
We'll come pick you up.
[Laughter]
I love that fucking guy.
Look at that.
Ah!
Turn the fucking TV over.
Okay. Whatever you want,
whatever you want.
All right, so we got the uzi.
I got the shotgun.
You don't want that.
That's that's that's
that's a little gun.
You don't want that.
I got, uh, you
know what this is?
[Speaking Italian]
You know [Speaking Italian].
Clint Eastwood.
I got that, you know
that gun right there?
Let me tell you a little
story about the gun.
I know this [Speaking Italian].
Who puts it next to her panties,
and she goes to the clubs and
starts dancing to the guys and
they think they're gonna get
lucky, they're gonna get a blow
job, they go to the car.
You know what she does?
She puts the gun on her fucking
head and takes all her money.
I'm gonna marry that woman.
So, um, what do you want.
I want all of them.
All of them?
You want all of them?
All of them.
[Speaking Italian]
You know what?
I like you, I like you.
I'm gonna tell you the truth.
You don't want those.
That Uzi is Mickey Mouse.
That's, uh, made in China, I
think so, uh, so what's the
job, huh?
Cause I'm a great
fucking driver.
Get away!
I can drive anything.
Airboats, helicopters.
Your Cadillac submarine never
driven a submarine, but I'm
pretty sure I know how
to drive one.
So, um. Anything else?
I just want the fucking guns.
How about a silencer?
You want a silencer I
can throw in a silencer.
Don't even say it.
I'm gonna throw in a
silencer because I like you.
Okay. All right.
So you want this wrapped or
delivered to your house?
So, listen, I got pulled
over by this cop, right?
And this cop would do anything
to break my shoes, because here
he comes.
He's coming at the car like
he's Batman and Wonder Mutt.
He had a K-9 with him.
He had the K-9 dog.
What was the dog, Ange?
A shepherd?
A German shepherd.
I fucking hate the
German Shepherds.
There's something about
this dog I can't stand.
All right, now, listen, mind
you, before he comes over to
the door of the car, me and
Ange got little bags of cocaine
all over the fucking car
because we just got done
cutting up a half a key, right?
Not only that, we got two
shovels in the trunk and I got
dirt under my fingernails.
I'm like, you son of a bitch.
Right. So the cop
comes over to the door.
He's banging on the window.
I swear to God, This
is what I'm looking at.
Roll down the window boy.
[Laughter]
You should have seen this cop.
He had one eye looking
at Wednesday.
The other eye was
looking at the weekend.
[Laughter]
I didn't know whether to laugh
or piss in my fucking pants.
He's leaning on me
like, get off me!
I can't breathe, you fat fuck.
[Laughter]
And he looks at me and goes.
You boys must be from the city.
And I said, why, yes,
officer, we are from the city.
In fact, we're songwriters.
We came out to the country to
see if we couldn't get some
inspiration by the country air.
And he goes, well, you boys are
gonna have to step
out of the vehicle.
Now I'm saying to myself, okay,
we're gonna have
a lot of trouble.
So we stuffed all the
cocaine bags in the jackets.
So I said to the cop, you know,
officer, it's
really, really hot.
If you don't mind, we'd like
to take off our jackets.
And he goes, do
what you gotta do.
You boys just ain't used to
the Florida heat, are you?
I'm like, you ain't shitting.
And the dog is just standing
there staring at
Staring at us like.
[Mocking]
This dog's too old to
be a cop dog anymore.
Looked like he was gonna
have a heart attack.
I'm like, he thinks he wanted
maybe the dog should
just lick his own ass.
So we get out of the car, he
searches us, the dog jumps in
the car, and I'm
telling you the truth.
The dog just sat on the jackets
with all the cocaine, and
that's it.
Nothing. The biggest
bust of a lifetime.
And the dog's just standing
there going like this.
I wish I could lick my ass.
And I'm thinking to myself,
maybe the dog just wants to do
a bump.
A little cocaine for the doggy.
Like a Scooby Snack
or a Scooby Whack.
And then he lets us go.
We actually lucked out, man.
And that was it.
That was hilarious.
The ziti is good.
Hey keep eating, you
[Speaking Italian].
Hey fellas, salud.
[Together]
Salute.
Yo, yo, yo. What up?
Who the fuck is Fat Dave?
Hey, asshole, you got the
wrong neighborhood, okay?
Rap mania is down the block.
Fuck this bitch.
No, no, I know for a fact
we got the right spot.
They say Fat Dave chill here.
Is that true?
I'm Dave.
And who the fuck are you?
Oh, I'm Pharrell
motherfucking G, baby.
Remember that?
Pharrell G.
Yeah.
Why don't you do me a favor?
Why don't you go crawl
back to your pyramid?
Get the fuck out of my joint.
Dave see me and you we got
a problem, man.
You and your boys.
Y'all selling shit on my turf.
See, we control everything
from Biscayne up to 79th.
We was good.
Y'all got the crackers up here,
but y'all want to get
a little greedy.
Start I eating everything
up like the motherfucking
raviolis over there.
You know what?
You just committed suicide.
Now get the fuck out of here.
Get the fuck out of my joint.
I'ma see you.
Oh, no.
- We'll see you.
- Be safe.
Mhm.
Stay the fuck out of our hood.
Fuck you.
Get out of here, punk.
Find out who they are.
Thank you for doing your job.
Get the fuck out of here.
Keep moving.
Don't even look at me.
Sometimes a simple gesture
will prove your loyalty.
And Frankie was definitely
looking to see where mine was.
I just needed to know his
reasons for being here.
Look.
The reason I came down here.
Because I got to
take care of someone.
Fuck are you talking about?
I think you know what
I'm talking about.
I know knew exactly what
he was talking about.
Actually,
I don't have a fucking clue
what you're talking about.
Biranha.
The motherfucker fucked
me over for the last time,
and I want him dead.
You killed handsome Pete.
You're gonna start a war.
I don't give a fuck.
The man's got to go.
There might be a better way.
What are the odds that Frankie
would step to me before he made
his move?
Come on. Let's go.
Come on. You.
Hey! Hey, bitch!
You. I buy you drinks.
You give me the pussy.
Get off of me!
Are you fucking serious?
No.
I sure am glad he did.
Because had he killed Pete
and took that haul before I
cashed out my policies.
Me and Koufax were next.
[Dramatic music]
I don't like being
put in corners.
I have to kill my way out of.
You need to get the
fuck off of me.
I'm gonna beat your
motherfucking ass.
Do you know who the fuck I am?
Danny, get the fuck up!
What are you doing?
Oh my God, Mister,
please don't kill him.
Please.
[Shouting]
[Dramatic music continues]
Hey, babe.
Wake up.
You want to make
us some breakfast?
Mm.
You want to make
us some breakfast?
Hey.
You wanna play?
You wanna play?
Hey.
Hey.
[Screaming]
[Phone ringing]
On the right is Berlin office.
This is Beth.
How may I help you?
Hi, Beth, this is
Mr. Koufax.
I'm in the United States.
In Florida.
Goody Boy Financial Insurance
in Hallandale.
How's Berlin.
Rather cold actually, Mr. Koufax.
How can I help you?
Well, I need a few bank
authorizations to fast track
some claims.
Busy month?
Yeah, with a capital B,
I've been buried in payouts.
Seems like the hotter it gets
down here, the more clients are
dropping like flies.
You ever been to Miami, Beth?
It's beautiful.
You'd love it.
Sounds lovely.
I'm packing my bags
right now, Mr. Koufax.
I'll send the
authorization to the bank.
Mm.
Mm.
I gotta say, I'm
really impressed, Koufax.
Besides the coffee
stains and soy sauce, your
records look good.
Shit. You boys
made us some money.
Damn it! When do you
assholes sleep?
Well, they're gonna be
very happy back home.
I'll tell you that.
Fuck! We gotta celebrate.
Yeah, I got an idea.
Why don't we go
deep sea fishing?
Fishing? Hell, yeah.
Now you're talking there Faxy.
Good idea.
What do you think
there, Charlie?
Uh, Valentine.
Whatever the fuck they call you.
You know, Koufax,
that is a great idea.
Look at this.
What could be better, right?
On a yacht in the
middle of the Gulf Stream.
Some call it blue heaven.
But here's a little
piece of advice.
If I ever ask you to go deep
sea fishing, it's probably not
going to end well.
But this mutt don't know that.
Life is full of decisions.
And what color do you paint
your shitty apartment?
Do you order Chinese or Italian?
For most of my life, I've
had people telling me what
decisions to make.
And after I fillet this fucking
guy right here, that's it.
Ain't no coming back.
The people I've given my life
for, they'll see this as an act
of betrayal.
Like I'm breaking a blood tie
that's supposed to send me
straight to hell.
But with the money we're making
off of this shit, I'll buy my
way out of hell.
[Vomiting]
Way I see it, I've been a
schmuck babysitter for too long.
There's always some guy
like Pete or Frankie.
They just come in
different packages.
We ain't hustling cigarettes
or making hooch over here.
I survived this long because my
old man, God rest that prick,
showed me every trick
inside that black hat.
I'll be honest, I don't know
where this little sea cruise
will lead me, but
this hit right here.
It's top of the charts, making
me feel like Phil fucking
Collins for sure.
You know, I always find it
funny how you always hear about
the guys that get caught, how
the sheriff and the marshal
always get their man.
But what about the
bad guy that got away?
The one who shot the sheriff in
the fucking face and hightailed
it into the sunset?
I want to be that guy.
So now only Frankie stands in
the way of me and
the open trail.
And as long as the outfit
thinks Frankie snatched that
money, killed Pete and us,
we'll have that freedom Koufax
keeps yapping about.
So when I see Francie later,
I'll be closing my briefcase
one last time, right with
his fucking head in it.
Is it done?
Guy was a cunt anyway.
He had it coming.
I mean, you know, you got
to do this now and then.
I know it bothered you,
but you had to do it. But.
Hey, didn't feel bad about it.
You enjoyed it, didn't you?
Still could be some
problems, though.
Hey, I don't give a fuck!
I told you that the other night.
And if these cock suckers fuck
with me, the same thing will
happen to them.
I ain't taking any
shit from anyone.
Let's go.
I don't trust nobody.
We trust everybody?
I mean, you haven't seen this
guy since you got
out of the joint.
But I'm gonna do
business with him.
And this is where you come in.
He's bringing a deal to us.
Okay. I'm gonna need more men.
Like, a lot more.
I like pie, Dave.
Oh, I know you do.
But I also want you to keep
an eye on him while he's here.
- All right?
- Yeah.
No worries.
Here he comes now.
Frankie Cutts.
Welcome, brother.
It's been a long time.
I was just telling
the guys about you.
You did a good thing
on the inside for me.
And I never forget it.
Which brings us here.
Fellas.
Come here.
Meet my friend.
This is Frankie
Cutts from Chicago.
He's in town.
He's gonna be working with us.
So you treat him nice.
The most stand up guy you're
ever going to meet.
And tough as nails, you should
all aspire to be like him.
Ain't that right?
I got him.
Where you going?
I have something
to take care of.
I'll pick up that
other thing later.
All right.
Yeah. You know.
Cops on the payroll, they think
they can do whatever they want.
You're working with cops now?
You got no choice down here.
This is the Wild West.
She's got my back.
Which brings us to business.
So let's talk what we
were going to talk about.
So, Nick.
Let me guess.
You're in vice, aren't you?
Who's this bedbug?
He's talking to
himself over here.
What type of, uh, law
enforcement are you doing here?
Is that something
I need to disclose?
Everything between you and.
Goody Boy is strictly
confidential.
I'm actually an undercover cop.
[Gunshots]
[Screaming]
[Gunshots continue]
Valentine.
[Gunshot]
Fuck was that?
Never been gone that long.
Jesus.
Too many parties.
What is that?
Money?
Okay, I gotta get a hold of
Koufax and get on the road.
Shit. Before long, the police.
No, no. Fuck that.
The feds are gonna come running
across the Bible
belt for this one.
Head of a crime, family dead.
And his son.
So long Frankie.
Rest in piss, asshole.
I wish it could have
ended like this.
Let's take a walk and talk.
But it didn't.
Once I saw Nick and caught a
glimpse of that money, it was
lights out.
Yeah, I totally understand.
I just got off 12 hours
gagging me with a spoon.
No way.
No way.
Let's meet up.
Yeah, I know, I know.
Let me get the phone, please.
I gotta go.
No, there's a guy with
a gun and he's blood.
And he's asking for
the phone right now.
Thank you.
Hey, miss,
let me get a quarter, please.
Talk to me.
Fax.
I need you to come
pick me up, man.
Shit. Charlie, you don't
sound good at all, man.
Where are you?
I'm on the beach, man.
12th and Washington.
Just come up in the alley
behind club 1235
and get me, okay?
Okay, I'm on my way.
Hey, how did everything go?
I don't know, man.
Just come get me.
All right?
Hey, you got the rest of the
money in the trunk?
Yeah.
Yes, I do.
Good.
So what happened with cuts?
Oh, man.
Cuts is dead man.
They're all dead.
How many guys you killed?
They're all dead.
Whoa, whoa.
Look at you, gunslinger.
Wyatt, you fucking Valentine?
You know what?
I gotta take back everything I
said about you being a bad shot.
Hey, don't worry about that.
We'll get you looked at as soon
as we get up there
to the Panhandle.
I got a doctor.
Hey.
What's all this we stuff man?
We. As in us, as in you and I.
I mean, we we got the
money, we got the ride.
We got the the the
road ahead of us.
I got two piss bottles, one
with the, with a K on it for me.
And one you can decorate
however you want to.
I mean, it worked.
I'm a genius.
Say thank you.
Okay, well, you don't have
to say thank you, but I know
you're thinking it.
Wait until you until you see
what I got planned for Vegas.
Koufax is gambling.
We just signed our
death certificate
stealing this money, man.
And now you want to tell me?
With your luck,
you're going to go
blow it all in Vegas?
Oh, no, no, no, no.
See, cause I'm coming from a
whole nother angle now, Charlie.
I'm talking about
the ponies, right?
I got the I'm going to focus on
on the breeders and the people
who do the conditioning.
Hey.
Shut the fuck up!
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Why you got that gun?
Charlie, put it away, please.
We're partners.
Koufax.
We are not partners.
This is business, man.
You have a real chance to
do something right here.
I don't know, maybe
you're fucking stupid.
Maybe you don't realize.
But it's time to
cash your chips, man.
And go.
Not go off to Vegas
and fuck it all off.
Yeah, but I got this thing.
I'm telling you, I got it.
I'm going to use an alias, and
I'm going to let the money work
for me, right?
I mean, maybe you forget who
brought me down here was Angelo
and Meyer, right?
And I made them a ton of money.
Right? I don't think you
understand just how gifted I am.
- I don't even.
- Hey.
Wow. No disrespect,
Charlie, but fuck you.
Right? I mean, you're always
pushing me to the side.
Listen to this.
Do you ever hear of Nick
Zito? He's a New York guy.
No. Well, he's an up
and coming trainer.
This guy won the Kentucky Derby.
I have lunch with him and
dinner with him every fucking
weekend at Joe's uncle's
place on the beach.
And he rips me to shit.
I'm going to do you
a favor, Koufax,
because if I was about to go
off to Vegas and blow a half a
mil up mil up in smoke.
I'd hope you'd
kill me, too, but.
Zito, look him up, man.
He hit me to everything.
You gotta trust me on this.
Ow.
Wow.
Hey, look at that.
You finally won a bet.
Your life.
Stand over here.
Wait. You meant to shoot me?
You were really gonna shoot me?
That's not fair, Charlie.
[Dramatic music]
Well, I can tell it's not half.
[Pop music]
You're probably not gonna see
it this way, but I did Koufax a
huge fucking favor.
Leaving him with all this money
was going to get him killed.
He doesn't need the cash.
He needs to be cut loose.
Play a whole new game.
I keep blowing it.
Doubling down on the
fucking Cubbies.
Today is the first day
of the rest of my life.
And finally, for the first
time, I can see the only thing
I need to worry about is if I
can live can live with myself
for all the choices I made.
[Music continues]
I may not have
always been right.
But this, this doesn't
feel wrong.
Now they sell that
stuff everywhere.
I can't believe it.
I can't believe it.
Who would have thought?
Yeah.
Everybody's getting
arrested in the States.
I finally got a
chance to have it all.
I took every risk in
the book except one.
And that's a mistake
I'll never make again.
[Pop music continues]
Who the fuck is this guy?
He's at the wrong fucking table?
Are you shot?
Thought you said
you like gangsters?
[Blues music]