Damn. Had I known|what I know now.
But today cats are different.
We all know selling and competition,|that's what this country's built on.
It's all about one thing:|making money.
Money, baby.|Simple as that.
Evertyhing else is just bullshit.
Money is why people come here|from every country in the world.
It's what the American dream|is all about.
You think people come here from all over|the world to live in East New York...
in Harlem, the South Bronx...
because of the beautiful views,|because of the fucking quality of life?
My name is Victor Rosa.
I'm young, Latin and good-looking,|and I call it like I see it, baby.
'Cause I'm gonna tellyou what I think|whetheryou wanna hear it or not.
'Cause you're not gonna get|bullshit from me. Uh-uh.
I'm a businessman, an entrepreneur...
like Rockefeller and Carnegie.
And in my time a geek motherfucker|like Bill Gates. That's right.
They all did it themselves.|Fought the odds and made a fortune.
So why can't I?|Like them, I got a product.
I sell it aggressively|and I make money-- a lot of it.
It doesn't take advertising to sell my|product-- it pretty much sells it self.
It takes brains to make money|and survive in this business.
And that may have been the same|for Rockefeller as it is for Gates...
but in what I do, you fuck up, you don 't|just lose one of your stock options.
So we run out of|my boyJimmy's crib.
Me and Jimmy, we got into this together|when we was just kids out there...
and we worked our way|from lookouts.
It's my crew, but I honestly|couldn 't do it without Jimmy.
And Chedda.|Chedda's a monster, yo.
Not because of his size,|but because he 's all heart, baby.
Blackest motherfucker I know.
Jay. Well,Jay|is a special case.
He 's what you call simple--|an idiot savant.
Sometimes more "idiot " than "savant. "
What we make here is my product--|a heroin mix I call "Empire. "
Okay, it works like this.
There are three other dealers|who work this area beside me.
You got Hector's "Exorcist. "
You got Tito|who sells his "Severe. "
And then there 's Negro.|That motherfucker's a legend.
Damn good businessman|for a faggot.
Not that I got anything against faggots,|but I gotta give it up to him.
"Dancing Queen " is a dope-ass name|for his shit too.
We al I get our supply|from the same connect--
La Colombiana,|Joanna Menendez.
We all sell the same product--just mix|it differently, put our own label on it.
I cut mine the least|because I believe in purity.
Tito, though, cuts his shit|as deep as he can...
and gets more packets|per ounce that way...
But I get loyal buyers.
People know Empire|and they look for it.
But dumb-ass Tito can 't even begin|to understand how that works.
That's why he 's|always in some shit.
It's a funny thing,|and it might seem hazardous to you...
but we all hang out|in the same places.
No need to step|on each other's toes, right?
But for those of you who have|never been in my neighborhood...
we 're split up|into four separate areas.
The meat of it belongs to me.
Exorcist's got some decent spots.
And Negro's is below that--|around Buckner Boulevard.
Severe's got spots next to mine.
As you can see, sometimes they tend|to slip and overlap into my spot.
And when that happens,|you got trouble.
You tryi n' to fuck up my shot, right?.
- What's up?.|- Beef right now, nigga.
- Are you waiting on this shit?.|- Fuck this motherfuckin' game, man!
Yo, word is they got David layin'|in the street like a little bitch, son.
- They beat the shit out ofhim, kid.|- Let's do this motherfucker.
Remember when Isaid|Tito was always in some shit?
Well, he was trying to move in|on one of myspots again.
I mean, we're talking|maybe 20 feet...
but that 20 feet was worth|30 grand a week easy.
I got it from my brother G--
you gotta go straight to the leader|and take him down hard.
You do that, and it's over.
- Motherfucker!|- Yeah, nigga, yeah!
Fuck your damn self, fucker!
You're getting your ass kicked!
You fucked up, kid.
You snatched my nut, all right?.
You take my nut...
I'll fuckin' takeyour nuts,|motherfucker.
You hear me?.
Huh?. I can't hear you,|motherfucker.
What the fuck you doin'?.
Lucky I don't blow your mother fuckin'|head off, motherfucker!
- Come on, you motherfucker!|- It's all right, man. Come on.
Call me, motherfucker.
You tell Tito to call me.
There's a strange fairness|at work here.
Everybody pushes the boundaries|every day.
You push, you push some more|and see how they react.
Yeah, it seems stupid, but remember:|every foot is a dollar.
And dollars is the only thing|that matters out here.
What you mean, what?.|Get over here.
What's wrong with you, man?.
Why are you staring at me?.|Did I do something?.
Whyyou gotta do something|for me to stare atyou, man?.
- You know I love you.|- I know.
Well?. You love your daddy?.
You know I do.
Well, you gotta tell your daddy|sometime, man.
Whywe gotta go through this?.
We gotta go through it because sometimes|your daddy wanna know you love him too.
I'm always loving you,|playing with you.
Ain't all about you|all the time, man.
I loveyou, Dad.
That didn't hurt. Right?.
Snotty, man. You always--
Get outta here, man.|Go playyour game, man.
Jose's here.|He's all fucked up.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Jason, go to your room.
What the fuck happened?.
Who did this?.
-I think Empire's trying to make a move.|-You're saying Vic did this toyou?.
- I'll find out about this shit.|- Wait a minute, Tito.
He's not exactly moving in.
What the fuck|does "not exactly" mean?.
Look, we was chillin', right?.|And I saw David.
I don't like that motherfucker,|so I slapped him around a bit.
He ran away like a bitch. Next thing|I know, Vic is movin' in on us, man.
Get me a drink.
What the fuck, man?.|What's the problem?.
I'm tired ofyou, you piece of shit.
- You gonna kill me now, man?.|- Shut the fuck up!
You'd better tell Vic I didn't have|shit to do with this. You hear me?.
I'm fuckin' tired ofyour shit, man.
Go home, wash your fuckin' ass.
Tell good-bye to your mother|and your fuckin' kids.
Then come back here. Then I'm gonna|kill you, you fuckin' piece of shit!
You hear me?.|We straight?.
- Yeah.|- Is we straight?.
- Yeah.|- Get the fuck outta here.
I'm gonna go play Playstation|with my son right now.
Nobody'd better fuckin' interrupt me.|You hear me?.
For everybody-- everybody--|money is what life is all about.
Getting it, keeping it,|losing it, holding it...
needing it, living it|and dying for it.
You have to look like you got it,|whether you do or not.
That's how you get respect--
you gotta put your money on display|the right way.
My brother G knew just how to do it,|and he taught me well.
I need him now.
I mean, not for nothin',|butjust to look at him...
with his G chain...
the old Alpaca sweater...
Grandmaster Flash|and the Furious Five...
agnd, ofcourse, my first pair|of British Walkers.
Yep, he was the man...
and those were the days.
I miss him.
- Yo, what's up?.|- What's up, I ittle m idget?.
How you doin?.|Where's your moms?.
Who's the little player hater, huh?.
Jason, fom Prospect.
Yo, if I askyou somethin',|you promise not to tell my mom?.
No, I don't make no promises.|Just tell me what it is.
My mom don't like me|asking anyone for anything...
but the new Playstation's out.
Cut to the chase.|How much is it?.
I think about $400.
No, it ain't.|It's, like, $395.
What ever happened to|water pistols and fuckin' yo-yos, man?.
I been saving up mad money, you know,|and my mom be taking it all.
- Now I ain't got jack.|- Your mom taking your money?.
- No jack.|- Listen to me.
Tomorrow you go to Boltron's|and you ask for Weebs.
I'm gonna hookyou up with a Playstation|and three games. All right?.
- Thanks, Vic. Come on.|- Yo, yo, hold up.
- Come here.|- Whatyou want?.
Yo, I ain't Santa Claus, man.
You're gonna clean my car|for two months...
twice a week.
Make sure that car's clean inside out|or I'm gonna go off on you.
- Damn!|- What?.
- Done.|- All right, get the hell outta here.
There's no tongue|allowed in here.
Yo, Vic, what's up, man?.
That's all right.|He just needs a minute with your girl.
Me?. What's up?.|What'd I do?.
Your son's gonna come home with a|Playstation tomorrow. I gave it to him.
- But I didn't--|- Shut the fuck up!
Cheena,just shut the fuck up.
- Listen to me.|- I'm sorry.
He's bringing a Playstation tomorrow|night. Can you understand that?.
I understand.|You got it for him. Thankyou.
I'm gonna check up|on that Playstation...
and ifI don't see it|I'm gonna assume you sold it.
You got me?.
Don't answer.|It doesn't need an answer.
And by the way,|that money your son saved up?.
I want it. Friday.
With the kind of money we make|out here,you can't go to a bank.
You make huge cash deposits|three times a week...
andyou don't think|they're gonna get suspicious?
I got me a $40,000 truck.
I park in one of the poorest|neighborhoods in the country.
But no one touches it.|Why?
Because they know who I am.|Respect, remember?
There 's only so much you can do|with the money without being stupid.
Jimmy likes to spend it all|on his crazy safarijungle frurniture.
He loves that shit.
Chedda had the world's|biggest stereo system...
in the world's puniest apartment.
Sometimes youjust can 't help|doing something special, though.
What's that, 1 7,000?.
- Got you somethi ng.|- Oh, yeah?.
I was always alone...
always had to prove myself...
always had to be better|than everybody.
That's the way|you have to be down here.
That is, till I met Carmen.
She 's been my girl|for a long time now.
I don 't mean to brag...
but she 's the only girl|who was ever as smart as me.
She 's going to college for her BA...
and we 've been living together now|for about a year...
which makes her moms crazy.
I mean, who wants their daughter|to be a drug dealer's honey, right?
But Carmen 's mom hated me|from the get-go.
Carmen doesn 't like what I do...
but she don 't have any illusions|about a guy like me either.
It's times like this|that make it all worthwhile.
Evertyhing that happens, all this shit,|itjust disappears.
Look at that.
You look beautiful.
I wish I could've told Carmen I could|never really stop or slow down...
'cause I could never stop|or slow down.
I had to keep operating.|My life depended on it.
Dealing made me feel alive. I had|to show them. I had to show everybody.
Did you get al I that?.
I couldn't understand what|he was talking about by the end.
I think so. Why?.|Did you read the chapters last night?.
I tried.|It's just so damn boring.
I want to showyou something.
Lookwhat Vic got me.|Isn't it beautiful?.
- Is ityour birthday?.|- No.
Hejust got it for me|out ofthe blue.
Oh, my God.
Carmen, these diamonds,|they're huge.
I don't even wanna tell you|where he bought it.
I mean, this must have cost|at least $15,000-$20,000.
- No way.|- Yes!
What does your boyfriend do?.
He's in business.
What business is he in that he can buy|a $20,000 necklace for no reason?.
Don't answer that.
Listen, I gotta get going.|My boyfriend's having a party tonight.
- Why don'tyou and Vic come by?.|- Yeah-- You sure?.
Yeah. I mean, it's all his friends.|I'd love to have someone to talk to.
It's a cocktail party-- kinda dressy.|Your necklace will look fabulous.
Well, I'll be there.
Bring that boyfriend. I wanna see|who's taking such good care ofyou.
- You're not gonna have lunch?.|- No. And I can't find a match either.
- Bye.|- Bye.
Underthe Giuliani dictatorship...
there's more than your usual number|of neighborhood sweeps.
They target a few blocks, try to shut|things down, then move on to the next.
You just gotta frind|a way to survive.
Undercover units are always on the spot,|but they ain 't foolin 'nobody.
There 's always a constant flow|of money out here.
You can't let something like this|stop you or get at you.
So if they're gonna watch you,|then you gotta watch them back.
My God! Where are you goi ng|so beautiful ?.
To a party.
Here's your plate back.|Thank you.
You coming straight from the office?.
Yeah, I got a promotion. I'm not a|street pharmacist anymore. I'm a doctor.
Don't start, mami.|We have to go. Kiss.
- Have fun, honey.|- Okay, I'll call you later.
National Geographic|shoulddo a special on us.
Fuck Bosnia.|I mean, this city, man.
'Cause we got invisible|but well-known boundaries here.
Different ways of life,|different rules, but no mixing.
Drive just a couple miles|over the bridge...
and abracadabra,|bodegas turn to fine boutiques...
tenement buildings|turn into brown stones.
Wel l, you gotta have|someplace to go.
Some boring-ass white people|who can't dance--
Oh, will you stop.
Sometimes you catch a white guy|in my neighborhood...
but that's only when|they're buying from me.
But when I come down to their ritzy|neighborhoods, they get uncomfortable.
- I s this it?.|- Yep.
- Come on, baby.|- Ah, come over here.
- Let's not go.|- Come on.
- I'll take you to the Copa.|- I don't want to go to the Copa.
- This'll be boring.|- Well, Trish is my friend.
I want you to meet her.
Come on, you have to take a hit.|That way, you'll change your mind.
- Baby.|- What?.
If it's awful, we'll leave.
- Promise?.|- I promise.
- Five minutes.|- Five minutes is not enough.
Exactly. That's my point.
- Can I help you?.|- Yeah.
We're looking for a Jack Wimmer.
That would be the penthouse.
Here.|You can finish it, man.
So, doyou guys know|this new artist Brian Ferrill?.
I bought these two paintings|forJack.
Aren't they pretty?.
This is disgusting.
You've got company.
- Get me a beer and get her a Cosmo--|- Cosmopolitan?.
- Yes.|- No, I'll have a diet soda, please.
He's cute.|What's his name?.
He's not foryou, Cleo.
- You always gotta have your way, huh?.|- That's right.
I'm so glad you made it!
That's quite a view, huh?.
- No, that one.|- Oh, yeah. That one too.
That's nothing, man.|I got that shit at home.
- Oh, yeah?. Where you from?.|- I'm uptown.
Oh, yeah?. Where about?.
Oh, really?. That's cool.
By the way, I'm Jack Wimmer.
- "Ahh," what?.|- Soyou're the lucky motherfucker.
- Oh. Yeah.|- This your place, huh?.
It's embarrassing.|I'm not used to it.
So what doyou do?.
I'm a investment banker.
That's what this is--|a business party for me.
I represent half those people|down there.
I wanna represent the other half,|so I let them impress each other.
Right.|Do the work foryou.
What doyou do?.
Obviously, whatever I do I'm not doing|enough of, that's for sure. You know?.
But basically|I'm just self-employed.
I bet that whatever it is|thatyou do...
is not half as bad as what|some ofthose people down there do.
That's an interesting point ofview.
Anyone who would judge you|for whaty ou do is a hypocrite...
because... any real businessman...
anyone who makes any real money|is gonna be cutthroat.
Any media company, oil company,|tobacco company--
those are some ofthe most vicious|people in the world.
They've got stock holders worldwide|who are basically accessories in crime.
Still, at the end ofthe day, man...
you go to sleep|feeling legit, right?.
Me, man,|I go to sleep every night, like...
one eye like that.
Butyou could be a part ofthis too.|It's the age of peace and prosperity.
- Yeah.|- Seriously.
- Put me down for some that.|- How do I get in touch with you?.
- Go through your girl.|- Through Trish?.
Yeah.|Trish knows my girl Carmen.
- Oh, your girlfriend's Carmen?.|- Yeah.
Oh, I've heard a lot about her.|That's cool.
So, basically, we both have|girlfriends who are--
Yeah, well, you know--
- You can look at the menu, right?.|- We're human, right?.
So, did you have fun?.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
That's only because|I thought it was gonna suck.
- ThatJack's a "herb," man.|- You think?.
Totally.|Here, have some.
You're not drinking tonight.|What's up?.
What doyou mean?.
I mean I can't.
Not while I'm pregnant.
You're just saying that.
No, come on.|Are you serious?.
When?. When?. I mean--
Are you serious?.
Why didn'tyou tell me?.|When did this happen?. When did you know?.
- Does it matter?.|- Oh, my God.
I can't believe you're pregnant.|Holy shit!
I can't believe that.
Come over here.|Give me a kiss.
Hey, hey, let me get you.
- Okay, okay.|- Careful, careful.
You're gaining weight already.
I'm havin' a baby!
- No, we're having a baby.|- That's what I said.
I can't believe it.|I'm gonna go park the car.
Hey, how you doing?.
I missed you.
I know, baby, I know.
How's the baby?.
- The baby?.|- Yeah.
The baby's fine.
- How you doing?.|- My arm.
I know, baby, I know.
They didn't get me.
I got it right here.
It's right here, baby.
Got it right here.
They got my beatin'-off arm.|My dick don't like my left hand.
You're lucky.|That shit just missed your heart.
- What side you think his heart is on?.|- Who gives a fuck what side?.
We got important shit to discuss.
Jimmy, you know|who the shooter was?.
That piece of shit|we almost nailed the other day.
-I don't like them motherfuckers anyway.|-That's what I'm sayin'.
That's Tito's boy. Tito's gonna pay.|We hit that motherfucker tonight.
Nah,Jimmy, we can't do that, man.|We just got beef with them.
Ifthe cops see us,|they'll come for us, man.
I don't give a fuck who knows.|It's been two days.
We don't hit him tonight, them niggas|gonna start pushin' in on our spots.
You don't think I know it's been|two days?. I wanna get out ofhere.
Just wait for me.
- Yeah, baby.|- Fuck 'em, man!
What's goin' on, man?.|You wanna talk to me now, man?.
You got something to say?.|Who's running this crew?.
- Make sure he don't do anything stupid.|- Whateveryou say, papa.
What ever you say.
You right, Vic.
I'm gonna wait.
Call me later, all right?.
Fucking cops know who shot me.
Nothing like this stays quiet|in the neighborhood.
They're just gonna wait and see|ifI go after Tito.
They get Tito out of the way, then they|take me down-- two birds and all that.
They're happy to stand on the sidelines|and let us take each other out.
I mean, Carmen must be freaking out.
Yeah, yeah.|It's totally fucked up.
But it's just a bullet in the shoulder.|I think he's gonna be fine.
You should think about this. You haven't|worked with someone like Vic before.
Do you have any idea how much|he's worth liquid,just cash?.
Four or five million dollars.
- Really?.|- Really.
He's a businessman, Trish.
Ifhe were born in the suburbs,|he'd be running a Fortune 500 company.
He's born in the Bronx,|he does what he does.
I like him. He's as legit|as anyone else I've everworked with.
No, I like him too.
- He's cute and intelligent.|- You think he's cute?.
Yeah. Areyou jealous?.
- No. He's got a bullet in his shoulder.|- You're so mean.
- Cleo, howyou doing?.|- What's going on?.
- You guys taking off?.|- Yeah. Bye.
Have fun. Don't spend|too much of my money.
I'll spend every dime.
- Here.|- What's this?.
Trish's boyfriend took a liking to you|and he wants to do business with you.
When did he call?.|This morning?.
Last week.|But that's not the point.
- Why?. You don't think I can handle it?.|- No! That's not what I'm saying.
I wouldn't be where I am today|ifI couldn't.
I think you can handle anything.|I've always said that.
But it's a different animal, papi.
I mean, we're talking|about a Wall Street guy.
Ifyou're gonna do this, go in knowing|that he's not smarter than you.
You hear me?.
younger brother of Joanna Menendez,|La Colombiana.
I've seen her maybe three or four times|in the ten years I've worked for her.
She don't like people|to know who she is...
so she sends Rafael|to do all her business.
He's someone you definitely|don't wanna fuck with.
So basical ly, bottom I i ne, what|I 'm aski ng you is for approval. Okay?.
'Cause Tito's gonna go to war, man...
and if I don't respond hard,|this shit's gonna be mad out of control.
You know what I'm sayin', right?.
Tito's a stupid motherfucker.
I know that.
He's been a pain in our asses|for a long time.
Just make sure|this is overwith quick.
Yeah, man, no doubt. I'm about|winning, I'm not about fighting.
Of course, surely this has nothing to do|with you wanting a piece ofhis action.
We're gonna give you Tito's spots|down to Prospect.
Hector and Negro|will split up what's left over.
She told me she appreciates|you coming to us about this.
I only do business|with you people, man.
She's always appreciated|a good businessman.
Look, I got a little token of|appreciation foryour sister.
She really appreciates everything,|you know.
What areyou so impressed for?.|He ain't nobody.
'Cause ifit wasn't for them,|we wouldn't be where we're at right now.
Man, stop sweatin' it.|You want his balls.
No, you sweat the small stuff.
You don't see the big picture.|That's your problem.
My brother would say, " Keep your homies|close and keep your beef even closer"
Bro, that's Godfather.
From The Godfather?.
That's not from The Godfrather.|That's my brother's fuckin' words.
I'm just telling you|that was from The Godfrather.
It's Crackhead Pete.
Let that nigga in, man.|You know that nigga's cool.
- That's how you do it!|- What tookyou so fuckin' long, man?.
Where were you, motherfucker?.
Whereyour late pass at?.
You my boys.|I know you can handle all that shit.
They gonna bury that fat motherfucker|in the ocean--
No more jets to the Caymans.|I'm talking instant transfer of cash.
Hoc's right. It's a sleeping giant.|Every single bankwants--
I don't know what it's like|to lose a son...
There are no more sleeping giants.
but after what Jimmy did to Tito's kid,|I knew I was out.
Maybe investing with Jack|was gonna be the answer.
- So you're saying I 'm wrong, Sasha?.|- Do you know him?.
- Hey, how's it going?.|- What's up, dawg?.
- It's good to see you.|- Good to see you, man.
I'll catch you guys|on the way out.
- Bye.|- I'll see you later.
That's a cute little booty.|Yeah.
- You got a drink?.|- Yeah, I'm good, man.
You want a cigar?.
Oh, hell, yeah, man.
So, you ready to do|some business?.
I was born ready, baby.
This is a prospectus.
It's gonna look like,|I don't know, hieroglyphics toyou...
but I'll explain it later.
What's this "prospecticus" for?.
It's for a start-up company.|We call it a sleeping giant.
There aren't any more|sleeping giants left, you know.
They're most ofthem extinct.
What doyou mean?.
- What?.|- I was trying to playyou, man.
I just overheard you.|I came early.
Oh, no, no.
They didn't believe me anyway.|There are some good ones out there.
What type of deals?.
This is legit?.
What doyou mean, is it legit?.|Of course it's legit.
Is it legit?.
- For real?.|- For real.
The question you gotta ask your self is,|how much are you willing to invest?.
So, how much do I need to invest|in this cloning stuff?.
Ifyou just wanna get your feet wet,|we're talking a minimum of $1 million.
It's a six to eight month|investment period.
We're looking to make back several times|our initial investment within the year.
There's no such thing as a sure thing,|but this is as close as it gets.
Jack and I did our homework|on each other.
He's got what he's got,|and I want what he's got.
I keep my money in nine places.
An apartment that belongs to some old|woman that can't afford to live there...
bodegas, a blind man's place,|a principal's office, all over.
I pay their rent,|give them some grocery cash...
and in return|they keep a safe for me.
Yo, wake up.|Vic's here.
You want a brew, man?.
Yeah. Kick it over here.
So what's up, man?.
I got this investment opportunity...
and I could make enough money|to get out ofthis shit.
If you're interested,|I can bring you in.
Maybe make enough to get out.|What doyou think?.
Get out ofwhat, man?.|I'm happy doing what I'm doing.
I thoughtyou was happy too.
You think I wanna go out|like my brother?.
Besides, I got a baby coming.
What about the crew?.
Well, you've been running this shit|with me since the very beginning anyhow.
All it is now is,|I'm out ofthe way.
You know La Colombiana|ain't just letyou walk away like that.
Man, with the money you're making|right now, she could easy forget me.
I could just fade away easy|like that.
All I need from you|is help with the head start.
Come here, man.
- You got it.|- Thanks, man.
Freeze! Police! Hands up!
- Put 'em up!|- Keep your hands off me.
- Shut up!|- Get down!
Don't fuck around this time!
- Shut the fuck up, Vic.|- Don't worry. We'll take care ofyou.
You are fucking done.
- You're sorry, all right.|- My arm! My arm!
So am I. Let's go.
- Could I just get myjacket, please?.|- No, smart ass, you can't.
What about my cell phone?.
You ever get picked up for anything,|there's one thing you never forget--
keepyour mouth shut,|don't say a fuckin' word.
You think cops are stupid? You think|you can talkyour way out? You're wrong.
Almost every conviction they get|is some dumb motherfucker...
tripping him self up.
Keep your mouth shut.
Close off your mind.|Try to relax. Don't listen.
Evertyhing they say is a lie.
They'll tell you they got witnesses,|that your boys turned on you.
If they had that, they wouldn 't be|bothering with all this shit.
Man, I called everybody.
I had no one else to turn to but Jack.
His sent this lawyer, an old white cat|named Bobby Gold, to get me...
and like that, I'm out.
Let's get the hel I out of here.|Let's go. Get hi m out of there.
I t's cold as shit, man.
- Thank you for coming.|- Everything is under control.
- It's all gonna be all right?.|- Yes.
You shouldn't have|any more trouble.
This is a bullshit case.|They know it.
Anybody asks you anything about this,|any cops come nearyou...
you call me immediately, all right?.
- I gotta run.|- Okay. Thanks so much.
You know I took a big chance working|with you in the first place, right?.
- I know, man.|- This can't happen.
- I took a chance on you too, you know.|- I know.
But if it happens again,|the deal's off. All right?.
All right. Yeah.
The girls are waiting for us.|You wanna go out?.
- All right, whatever.|- Come on.
And then the fun began
This place is so amazing.|You guys are gonna love it.
And you know what?.|A lot of " boriquas" come here.
- A lot ofwhat?.|- " Boriquas"
Boriquas, Vic.|Leave her alone. You know what she said.
Look, there's Mike. Remember Mike?.|He was here last time.
- Yes, you do.|- She's hard-core, man.
The one who loves andleaves me
So why can't you drink?.
My baby's having a baby.
- Hell, yeah. I know where to put it.|- That's really great.
Congratulations.|What did I miss?.
They're having a baby.
Yeah. Isn't that great?.
- Oh, my God. You're having a baby?.|- Isn't that beautiful?.
- They're having a baby.|- I heard it the first time.
- And Jack knew before me?.|- What is that drink?.
- It's Bacardi and wine. Taste it.|- That's so beautiful.
- Thankyou.|- Can you feel ityet?.
You told me|that you'd always love me
So is it gonna be pretty small|with the baby in there?.
- You'll have to get a bigger place.|- Yeah, we're trying, but--
Babe, what about the loft?.
What about the loft?.
Well, nobody's living in it,|and it's huge.
That's true, you know.
We have this loft in Soho that I got|as an investment a coupleyears ago.
-You got a place in Soho?.|-It's beautiful, and no one lives there.
-It's empty.|-Ifyou want, you could live there free.
You should totally live there.|We could decorate.
- Hear them out.|- You could totally live there.
This here is|Lifestyles ofthe Rich and Famous.
This is it. Why bother making money|if you ain't livin' like this?
You should all live like this|just once.
This don't make no sense to me.
- What, you got some pussy down there?.|- Come on, Chedda.
I'm trying to concentrate here.
You ain't got no concentration.|That's the problem.
Ain't nobody talkin' toyou.|I'm over here with this.
You'll be back. Everything you are|is in this neighborhood.
- What's wrong with you motherfuckers?.|- That's right, man.
Motherfuckers should be happy.|He's doing something with his life.
You outyour mind, man.|We came up knee-high with this.
This is family. You see this?.|All this is family, understand?.
- We still family.|- I loveyou motherfuckers.
He'll be back.
No, I'm not coming back.|This is it.
I gotta move on.|I made my decision.
Jimmy's gonna take over the spots.|You're lucky to have a leader like this.
- Motherfucker.|- You ain't never coming back?.
No, dawg, I'm coming back.
I'm coming back|'cause I gotta smoke with my ho's.
A motherfucker's gotta smoke|with his ho's.
It's only 20 minutes away.
We'll come and see you every weekend.|I promise.
But not every weekend.
I have my life.|You know that.
I'm just kidding.
- What areyou gonna get here?.|- I don't know.
This thing withJack--
I know I'm letting go of the bird in|the hand for the one that's flying...
and I hope I'm right.
- Looks like doo-doo.|- Oh, no. This is the one.
Should it be more this way?.
This is the way we should be living.
My woman deserves it...
my kid deserves it...
and I deserve it.
Fuck evertyhing else.
-Looks Iike I'm going to court and shit.|-Nah, it looks good.
Jack. What can I say?
We're getting to know|each other better.
I think he's a white me|in a lot of ways.
Theysay that good-looking people|look good even in garbage bags.
Yeah, but I'll take Armani,|just like Jack.
I got the suit and the sweater.
- Let me take care of my shit.|- I t's not even my money.
I t's a corporate card.|Seriously, it's fine.
- How are you?.|- I'm okay.
- It's good to see you.|- Look at you!
- So, how are you?.|- I'm good.
I miss the old neighborhood though.
You know, my moms.
Vic really likes it.|He seems relaxed.
- How's the pregnancy going?.|- Good.
Bad morning sickness every now and then,|but other than that it's all good.
I mean, is Vic taking care ofyou|and all that?.
Yeah. You know, regular stuff.
He doesn't let me do anything.
- I can't even cook anymore.|- That's great. I hate to cook.
Yeah, well, I can't even get him to eat|Spanish food anymore. How about that?.
Yo, Vic!|It's fuckin' Vic!
- What's the deal, yo?.|- You better have your ghetto pass.
You see?. That's the pretty|motherfucker right there.
Loud-ass Puerto Ricans, man.
What's the deal, yo?.
- Son, what's up, huh?.|- What's up?.
Lookin' sharp, spiffy.
- How are you?.|- Good.
- Mama!|- It's been like a fucking year!
- What's up, man?.|- What's up?. How's your dick hangin'?.
Yo, listen, yo, how you doin'?.|Whereyou been?.
Just workin', man, doin' my shit.|This and that, yada, yada, you know.
It's her mother's birthday.
Gonna go see her mom.|You know how her mom is. Let's go.
It's all right.
Aw, come on, man.|We ain't seen you in forever.
- Give me a holler. You got my number.|- Vic, we gotta go.
Where we gotta go?.|We ain't got nothin' to do.
- Yo, what's up?.|- Holler at me, man.
- I'm gonna holler.|- I gotta take her.
Yo, Vic, that's a nice suit|you got there.
- Thanks, dawg.|- Let's get the fuck out ofhere.
All right, Vic.
All right, dawg.
Honey, carve this for me.
Titi, look at the chain|that Vic bought me.
- They're diamonds.|- Oh, my God!
Oye, check this.|Check this. Right here.
-Jesus Christ, that's huge!|- Hey, hey. Watch your tongue.
Pero that's thicker|than Vic's chain.
Baby, show them|your G chain.
Come on, papi.
Oye, papo. Come on, bro.|Show me. What's up?.
I'm not wearin' it.
What do you mean,|you're not wearing it?.
I mean I'm not wearing it.|I don't got it on.
- Butyou always--|- I don't got it on, okay?.
I don't got it on.|What doyou want me to say?.
IfI never come back|to this neighborhood...
I'm gonna fuckin' die happy.
Whatever that means.
I just got nothing to say to anybody|around here anymore, you know?.
What the hell is wrong with you?.
You turn your back on the only people|who give a fuck about you.
You thinkJack|gives a shit aboutyou?.
You think because we hang out with|Jack and Trish every now and then...
they're our friends?.
We ain't got no friends, Victor.
All we have is some "bourgie"|loft apartmentyou call home.
Well, where I'm at,|that's your home.
- It'll never be home to me.|- So that's the way it is, huh?.
- Why don't you go the fuck back?.|- Maybe I should.
Oh, man. You know--|You know everything I do foryou?.
I turn myself inside out. I fuckin'|bend myself over backwards foryou.
Well, fuck that. You know?.|Just go back to your fuckin' moms.
What?. What's that look now?.
That look is|I don't know who the fuckyou are.
You know who the fuck I am?. The one|who tells you get the fuck outta my car.
Don't give me that fuckin' look.|Get the fuck outta my car!
Open the fuckin' door!
There. How's that, dumb bitch?.
Yeah. Don't fuckin' break my door.
Jack. What's up, dawg?|Howyou doin', man?
I'm all right.
Man, me and Carmen|just had a big-ass fight.
I told her to go home and just go|to her fuckin' mom's forever.
I don't care, man. I don't care.|Fuck that, you know?.
Sometimes you gotta talk to them|like that, you know what I'm saying?.
You know, I don't wanna go home, man.|You got anything goin' on?.
That's cool. I'll come by.
I wanted to wait till the girls|were around to give this toyou...
but I kinda gotta|give it toyou now.
Check it out.
Okay. I'll call you back.
- Thanks.|- $2 million.
- I doyou wrong?.|- Hell, no, man.
- Dude-- I can't even talk.|- You're speechless.
It's not always going to be like this.|The market's really hot right now, so--
So let's put it back in, man.
- Well, I'll think about it.|- All right.
What's bothering you?.|What's going on?.
Women, man. They askyou|to change, right?.
And when you change,|you become someone else, they hateyou.
'Cause they wanted|the guy that they first met.
Butyou can't be that anymore,|'cause they've asked you to change.
Okay. I know where to take you.|Come on. It'll be all right.
So what's our next move, man?.
I wanna sit you down with my partners.|I wanna introduce you to them.
- Yeah?.|- Yeah.
And I think the next thing we need to do|after that is to evaluate--
evaluate your risk tolerance.
- Diversify--|- I got a serious appetite for risk.
I know you do, but we need to|have some safe things foryou also.
-Just for the future.|- Okay.
We should schedule that meeting|for a couple of weeks from now.
Right now I'm working on another thing|that's taking a lot oftime.
Yeah, what is it?.|Ifyou can talk about it--
Sure. What we had you in before|was a $60 million fund.
This is a $600 million fund.
Can we get him another girl?.
- 600 million. Wow, man.|- $600 million.
It's so much money, man.
It's similar to the deal|I was doing with you, but...
it's a $4.5 million minimum.
I'm in for six.|This thing is unbelievable.
Wait a minute. You're putting 6 million|ofyour own cash into this?.
This has a really solid management team.|20 years experience, never fucked up.
Some really smart money in it.|A really sound idea.
Everyone's clamoring to get in,|but the deal's closed.
There's no way|you can massage me into that?.
Areyou seriously interested?.
To show you how heavy my|commitment is, I'll give it back toyou.
-Just put it right in.|- You listen to me.
- Then I can get in on it.|- Listen. You keep this.
This is clean money.|They didn't do this for nothing, okay?.
You keep a hold ofthat.
Ifyou are interested, you get some|more money together and you call me.
- How much time do you have?.|- I'd say about a week or something.
A week. Oh, man.
It's a lot of pressure.|I really want you to think about it.
It scares me the way you just|jump into things like this. Okay?.
It's my turn.
Once you start workin'|for Joanna Menendez,you're hers.
There's no such thing as quitting.
No matter whatyou do,|she's gonna take a cut for life.
So there ain't a hell of a lot|I could do. I could pack up and run.
I could pay her 40 percent|of what I bring in.
I could tell her to go fuck off, though|I wouldn 't make it back to the car.
Or I could talk to her|like a business man.
Let me tell you what I did.
I thought about what Donald Trump|or Ted Turner would have done.
They would have made a deal.
Talk the language|all businessmen understand-- money.
Oh, my God. Look at you.
You look so amazing|for your age. Look at you.
- If I was only ten years older--|- Are you learning how to flirt?.
I met you|when you were so green.
But everything comes with a price,|even that gorgeous smile ofyours.
What do you want?.
We been working together how long now?.|Ten years?. Something like that?.
I madeyou $5, 6 million a year?.|Maybe a little bit more?.
And all that time I never fucked you.
I never held out on you.|I was always the bestyou had.
But like every business diversifies,|I need to diversify...
'cause there's only so far|I can go in this lifestyle.
"Lifestyle." What's so bad about it?.|What doyou need, Vic?.
I don't seeyou walking around|with a Metro card in your pocket.
Stop it. Stop it.|Talk to me, Victor.
I got Jimmy working|my crew right now.
He's making as much money|as I was making before...
soyou're not gonna|be hurting with me gone.
'Cause I got a prospect foryou.|I wanna merge with you.
I wanna make a partnership where I can|getyou 300% return on your investment.
- How much areyou looking for?.|- 1.5.
That's a lot of money.
I know, but I can getyou 4.5|in a six-month period.
That's the beauty ofit.
I'm talking about|as soon as I getyour money back...
I wanna be able to diversify some more.|You know what I'm saying?.
- What kind ofa deal is it?.|- Offshore deposits.
- Money laundering.|- No, this guy's legitimate.
How solid is your contact?.
This guy's unbelievable. I met him|through my girlfriend.
It's this white guy.|The hottest guy on Wall Street.
Everybody's investing with this cat.|He's got all the money he needs.
There's no such thing, baby.|We both know that.
Right. True, true.
Butyou know, you're right.
You earned this one.|But I want 500% return.
$7.5 million.|That's my price.
I don't know ifI can do that.
All right, you got it. I just need|the money by the end ofthe week.
Butyou want something from me,|I want something from you--Jimmy.
He's in a warwith Hector.|I can't have that.
Hector is a good guy.
He's not crazy like Tito,|cutting the shit and all that.
But this has to come to an end...
before it turns violent|and they fuck up my business.
- You talk to Jimmy.|- All right.
Yeah. You know, it's just that...
me and Jimmy, we just--|I haven't talked to him in a while.
Butyou're like brothers.|He'll listen toyou.
Okay. I'll talk to him.
Will you talk to him tonight?.
Then you'll come back here on Friday|to getyour money.
- La Colombiana?|- Yeah, come on.
What doyou got to do|with La Colombiana?
Colombiana asked me just|to intervene on her behalf...
and just stop before|it turns into something.
This is the same motherfucker|that came to me talkin' about...
"I'm gonna have a kid," "I want out|the game," "I wanna do what's right."
You come back now, you telling me|how to run my business.
You are telling me how to run it.
You fucking turn this into violence,|you're gonna getyourselffucked.
Who's gonna fuck me?.|That fuckin' bitch?.
What areyou gonna do?.
I'm gonna go over there tonight|and settle this whole shit.
Ifyou're gonna do that,|I'm going with you, man.
I'm gonna gowith you and settle it.|Gimmeyour gun. I'll take care ofthis.
Ain't noway|I'm giving you my gun.
Come on. I'll gowith you and cure this.|Just give me the gun.
That's like giving you myfucking shoes.|I ain't giving you my gun, V.
Give meyour gun.|Give meyour gun, man.
I gotyour back. You know I'll never|let shit happen toyou.
What's up, Hector?.|Howyou doin', dawg?.
- What's up, Vic?.|- Brought you some offerings.
Lost some weight.|You're looking Diesel and shit.
- Stress, you know?.|- Yeah, I hear that.
I heard about your abuelita, man.|She hurt her hip and what not.
She's good, man.|How's your lady?.
Love of my life.|Shit's so ill.
You know how she is.|Overambitious and shit.
Hardly ever see her.|That's why I works, you know?.
Let's cut to the chase, Vic.|You know what I'm about, right?.
Right, man. I know.
Your boy here,|you need to keep him on a short leash.
Kinda strong, man. Kinda strong words|and whatnot, you know?.
But I got to talk to Rafael,|and we just want to squash the beef.
Optimize the situation, you know?.
I spoke to Rafael too, man.
Jimmy's got a long tongue.
Talks too much shit around the|neighborhood, like he's running shit.
We were like that once.|We were coming up.
You used to say a lot ofshit--|hotheaded and whatnot.
We all make mistakes. Right,Jimmy?.|You ain't gonna do that no more.
So what's up,Jimmy?.|We cool orwhat?.
You know what, Hec?.|We cool, man.
What wereyou thinking?.
You fucking promised me|you wouldn't do anything!
You're fucking overreacting!|Calm the fuck down!
I'm not overreacting,|you fucking idiot!
I gaveyou the crew to run, not to|fucking take them on a suicide mission.
Fucking kill yourself, but don't take|Jay and Chedda with you, you asshole!
You fuckin' trying to tell me|how to run my fuckin' business?.
It's beyond that, man.|I gaveyou your fuckin' business.
You were nothing before|I came into this shit!
What the fuck do you know?.|You ain't been around for months!
Come skippin' back|into the fuckin' neighborhood.
It's supposed to be the same.|Butyou know what?.
This fuckin' shit is different.|This whole fuckin' thing is ours.
Jimmy, you're not listening.|You're not listening, man.
La Colombiana doesn't fuckin' play.|She's gonna come afteryour ass.
La Colombiana.|I'll give her my fucking balls.
Chedda,Jay, listen to me.
Listen to me. I'm telling you.|It's over for the man.
They're gonna kill him.|Doyou understand?.
Ain't nobody touching|nothing over here.
Look. Let me tell you,Jimmy.
I'm not gonna give you a diaper buddy,|knee-high little speech over here.
We all we got. Understand?.
We been doing this shit.|Them motherfuckers is dead.
There's nothing gonna bring 'em back.|They got toe tags.
They outta here. It's done.
What needs to be known right now...
are you on this side over here,|or are you with them motherfuckers?.
- It's not that simple.|- It is that fuckin' simple.
Remembe rwhen you fixed my VCR?.
You fixed it, I fucked it up.
No matter how bad it got,|you fixed it, I fucked it up.
You fixed it, I fucked it up.
You think you fucked me, right?.
You just to like to prove some shit...
that maybe you can't be told|what to do?.
But you fucked yourself worse.
- Yeah. You know what I think?.|- What doyou think?.
I think that's what you all about.
I think you don't give a fuck about|Jay, Chedda, me-- nobody.
You know who you always|give a fuck about?.
Victor fucking Rosa!|That's who you fucking care about!
- Right.|- You don't give a fuck about us!
It's about money with you.|You know why?.
You go to the white neighborhood all|you want, but you'll always be a spick.
That's in your fucking blood,|motherfucker.
Can you guarantee?. Can you guarantee|my blood's gonna stay in my body?.
Can you ever do that?.
- How's it going?|- What's up, man?.
I'm so glad you fucking|called me back, man.
Yeah, of course.|What's going on?.
You don't know the half of it, dawg.|I don't know, it's--
- Oh, man. Things just got so fucked up.|- What's so fucked up?. What's going on?.
I don't know. I just--
Don't get me wrong, man,|but I just think--
I don't know. Maybe I'm a little--|Maybe this deal's too much for me.
- Maybe it's a little over my head.|- That's ridiculous.
Everything's going great, okay?.
- Things are looking really good.|- No, it's just--
You're gonna have|more than enough money.
They're really excited|about it out here.
They're all trashed|and asleep right now.
Fuck. I haven't seen Carmen in over|a week, man. I haven't talked to her.
I am in this fucking apartment all by|myself. I'm losing my fucking mind.
- I'm flipping,you know?|- Listen to me.
Everything's gonna be fine|with Carmen. All right?.
Things are going crazy out here.|I'm working on your deal as we speak.
When she finds out how much money|you've got, she will chill out.
Everything will be okay.
Yeah. No doubt|it's gonna be fantastic, man.
It's gonna be the shit,|you know?.
Areyou still in Hell-A?.
Yeah. I'm at this...
fucking crazy place up in Malibu.
It's unbelievable. I'm out on the porch,|just soaking it up.
You know it, man.|We'll have so much money...
we won't know|what the fuck to do, right?
- Totally.|- Yeah.
It's a bet, man. We'll fuckin'|tear this town up, all right?.
Man, we're gonna party|our fuckin' brains out.
- But call me for sure, man.|- Forsure.
All right. Later.
Hey, Trish?. Listen--
Honey, can I just|askyou a little thing?.
It is better to sit here,|be miserable, than to be with him?.
You know, honey, the asshole is in|his apartment as miserable as you are.
Ifhe's so fucking miserable|he can call me and apologize.
Okay. This is it.|Honey.
Ifyou decide to have this baby|with that asshole...
go and have|the babywith him.
I'm behind you a hundred percent.|I'm your mother. Remember?.
Ifyou want to have this baby|byyourself, I'm here foryou.
Let's do that.
The only thing I cannot do is watch you|watching television.
Watching novelas|and doing nothing!
- Trish, what the hell you doing here?.|- God.
I have missed you.
Yeah. It's okay.
Place looks cute. Looks good.
- Yeah. How'd you get in?.|- I have my own set.
Doyou have some wine|or something?.
- I'll see what I got.|- Thankyou.
Vic, I was|in the neighborhood shopping...
and I thought I'd come by|and see how you are.
- This is all I got.|- Thankyou.
- I'm gonna go upstairs and change.|- No, you're not.
- I'm not?.|- No.
You're not being a very good host,|leaving me here.
Yeah. I'm being a good host byjust|going upstairs. I'm gonna change.
I don't give a fuck if you're wearing|a towel, ifthat's why you're worried.
I just wanna talk toyou.
But I give a shit|that I'm wearing a towel.
Since when did you get uptight?.
Are you uptight now?.
Come here a second.
So what doyou wanna talk about?.
I wanna talk aboutyou.|I've never seen these before.
- Wow.|- Pretty ugly, huh?.
- I got a little reckless.|- A little reckless?.
- Yeah, well--|- Do they hurt?.
- When you poke 'em like that.|- Onlywhen I poke 'em?.
So, how areyou?.
I don't wanna talk about it.|Has Jack called you?.
No, he didn't call.|He's in Miami with his mom.
What doyou mean,|he's in Miami?.
I thought he said|hewas in LA.
You know what?.|I don't wanna talk about Jack.
- No, come on.|- I just wanna kiss you. Come on.
- I'm so lonely.Jack's gone, too.|- Come on. You know you're beautiful.
- Don't do this.|-Just a kiss.
- Come on. You promised.|- So I broke my promise.
That makes you a liar,|doesn't it?.
Aren't we all liars?.
Oh, God. Don't do this.
Don't do this. Come on.
Come on, no.
- Shit.|- What?.
Fuckin' turn around.
Oh, shit!|Carmen, baby.
I swear to God,|it's not whatyou think it is.
I just fucking came|out ofthe shower.
I'm sorry, baby.|It's not what you think it is.
- I was taking a shower. She came in--|- Carmen,just--
God! Was that necessary?.
Just get the fuck out ofhere.
Baby, I'm sorry. You gotta listen to me.|Just hear me out, please.
Look me in the eye. Come on.
I know how you feel.
Ifyou listen to me--Just give me|a moment to explain myself, all right?.
Come on, baby. I loveyou.|You think I'd do something like this?.
Carmen, come on.|Baby, come on.
Morning, Vic.|Nice fuckin' place.
Security's a little light, though.
Don'tyou ever fuckin' sleep?.
Vic, come on.|We had a nice deal going.
You can't just run out on us.
Does it look like I'm trying|to run out?.
She wants to seeyou.
All right, all right.
I did what I said I was going to do.|There is the money.
- I'm incredibly grateful for that.|- What happened last night?.
You were supposed to|make sure there was no violence.
- You know, I tried--|- "Tried"?.
What am I supposed to do|with "tried," Vic?.
You said you could control Jimmy,|and what have I got?.
One of my key dealers dead|because you "tried"?.
This is how|you wanna do business with me?.
I am trusting you|with one and a half million dollars.
You're gonna fix this.
Jimmy has to go.
You got your money.|Nowyou finish your part of the deal.
This is obviously all ofit.
Ifyou're short,|you just give me a holler, all right?.
I'm sure it's all ofit.|Oh, my God.
I didn't know you were|going to bring it all in cash.
It's a cash business.
Right. God, I gotta get this|to the bank. This is crazy.
- This better work.|- It's a lock, a total lock. I just--
We gotta go out and party|tonight or something, right?.
- No. I gotta take care of something.|- What do you gotta take care of?.
Look, I did my part.
- Now you do your part, all right?.|- Sure thing.
All right.|I'll meetyou there. Peace.
Don't come any fucking closer.
Take your fucking hands outyour pocket.|Let me seeyour hands.
Hereyou go.|I just wanna talk toyou.
I just wanna talk toyou.|That's all.
You know, on my way over here|I was thinking about that time--
Remember that time when we were|about in eighth grade...
and we were at that bodega|near Saint Anne's...
and we were gonna rob|that carton of cigarettes?.
You were supposed to pretend to be|in a seizure, and we go in there...
and the guy starts--
You throw yourself on the ground,|flippin' and foamin'...
and the guy starts laughing.
You start flipping out a little more,|going a little crazier.
The guy laughs more.|You jump up, you grab him.
You say "Yo, motherfucker.
Ifthis shit was for real...
would you be laughing your ass off|like that, motherfucker??"
You went crazy. You started goddamn|tearing the place apart, man.
Right then and there, I knew you could|do anything you ever wanted, man.
'Causeyou were afraid|of nothin'.
That shit always stuck with me.
And then they sent you|to kill me?.
- Yeah.|- You gonna do it?.
What doyou think?.
I thinkyou thought about it.
Just... run, man.
Just fuckin' run|the fuck outta here.Just--
Keep goin', man.|Don't fuckin' turn around.
Where am I gonna go?.
I don't know, man.
I don't wanna die, man.
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Stevens, Haus and Gold.
Yeah, hel lo.|I 'd I i ke to speak to Bobby Gold, please.
- May I have that name again, sir?|- Robert Gold--
Bobby Gold, attorney-at-law, please?.
I don't have|a "Bobby Gold" listed here.
I'll connect you to Personnel.
Personnel. How can I help you?
- Hello?|- Yeah.
I 'm looking for a... Bobby Gold--|a Robert Gold, attorney-at-law.
Bobby Gold. To my recollection,|there's nobody here named Bobby Gold.
Not working at this office.
Hello? Are you sure|you have the right off--
Excuse me. Can I hel p you?.
I'm looking for Jack Wimmer.
J ust a moment.
There's no one in this building|by that name, sir.
- Excuse me, sir. You can't go in there.|- Yeah.
Man, I fucked myself.
I've watched suckers get taken for|50 bucks playing three-card monte...
and I always thought, "You dumb fucks.|You deserve to be taken.
Now I've been taken like a child|for more than $4 million.
Evertyhing I got, plus a million|and a half of La Colom biana's.
The only thing I had to go on|was the number Jack had called me from.
It was a Miami number.
Look, I've been|in crazy situations all my life...
but this was the first time|that I was all alone.
I had no where to turn|and no one to help me.
Fuckin' team ain't here no more, man.|Shit Iike that happens, man.
Speakin' of the fuckin' devil, man.
I'm outta here, man.|Come on.
- Where you going?.|- Bullshit. Bullshit.
This fucking bullshit.
Look at this motherfucker|looking all sad and shit.
Four million?. Shit.|That was pretty fucking stupid, man.
Come on, man. Would you shut|the fuck up already with this shit?.
It's bad enough, all right?.
No doubt,|but it was pretty stupid, man.
I'm trying to have this motherfucker's|head in the middle ofthe project...
throwing darts at it. Feel me?.
- How we gonna get at this motherfucker?.|- I know where he's at. He's in Miami.
All I got to do is track|his ass down. That's it.
Let's go get his ass.
This is mine. I got to go|at this shit alone. All right?.
Just need your help to get me some cash|to get from here to there. That's all.
You know, whatever I got, you got.|It's all there, son.
See what Jimmy's got.
21. He play better now.
So, you gonna|let Victor know?.
- I don't know.|- Well, most people like surprises.
- It's good to see you.|- Thankyou.
Baby. Baby, don't.|Please, please.
Not now. Please don't.|I can't do this right now.
I know how you feel.
Come and sit down for a minute.|Can I talk toyou for a minute, please?.
Yeah?. Come on.
Areyou all right?.
God, you're so huge.|Look at that.
Oh, my God. I can feel it.
Baby, I'm so sorry. I know|you're mad at me and everything.
I'm gonna fix everything.|I know howyou feel.
I just gotta go away for a little while,|all right?. Then I'll come back.
It's your son.
It's a boy?.
No kidding. It's a boy?.|I don't believe that shit.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.|I can't believe it.
Oh, baby. That's great.
I can't believe it. I knew it.|I knew it was gonna be a boy.
I really fucked up, baby,|but it's gonna be okay.
I'm gonna fix everything.
I'm gonna fix it. I'll have Jay coming|for you and take care of you, all right?.
If you need anything,|you just call me. All right?.
- I love you, baby.|- I love you too.
- Hello?|- Hello. Yes, hello.
I'm a friend ofJack's.|I just got into town.
I lost his number.|Can you believe that?.
Luckily, he gave me|your number as a backup.
Who are you? You're a frriend of my son's|from New York,you said?
Yeah, we been friends for a long time--|since college and what not.
He just asked me to come down|for the weekend.
And he gave you my number?|It's not like him to give out my number.
Yeah. He didn't know what number|he was gonna have, so--
He's told me so much about you.
I hope while I'm down here|I get a chance to meet you.
That's sweet. Let me get|that number for you, honey.
You know Jack's staying in South Beach?|He has a new condo. The number is--
Don't worry.|I don't need the telephone number.
J ust give me the address.|I'm 20 minutes late.
I was supposed to meet him|20 minutes ago.
At this point, I didn't know what was|more important to me--
Getting my money back|or getting even.
- You know what I'm here for?.|- Yeah, man.
You know I 'm retired.|Why you got to come to me with that?.
You know if I had a choice,|I'd never get you involved.
Take the gum|outyour mouth.
Take the gum|outyour mouth.
Put it under the table.
All right, man.
- You okay?.|- Yeah, definitely. Here.
Start the game, man.
All righty. Listen,|I gotta get going.
Mm-hmm. Okay.|I'll talk toyou soon.
All righty. Bye.
It's such a shame we have to leave|like this. I love it here.
You better be taking me|someplace warm.
- Oh, yeah.|- You know how much I love the sun.
Check this out.
- Put that away. You know I hate guns.|- Watch, watch.
Put it away.
Very good--|Don't point that!
- I'm putting it right here.|- Thankyou.
- I'm done!|- Finally.
- I'm gonna call the limo.|- Okay.
What's the matter,Jack?.
- You got nothing to say now?.|- I don't know what to say.
- You're so quick, man.|- I don't know what to fucking say!
You're not happy to see me, baby?.|Trish, move away from the bed.
-Just put the gun down.|- Move away from the fuckin' bed.
- Put your hands up and don't move.|- Put the gun down!
Shut up!|Shut up for one second!
Move away from the bed|and put your hands up.
Just put the gun down.
I know your type, man. I grew up with|you motherfucking get-over artists.
You're a fucking liar, man.|You been lying your whole fucking life.
You know what you are?. You're fucking|scum. You think that's your girlfriend?.
That gap, that gash?.|She's a fucking cavity, motherfucker.
You ain't got nobody. I had friends.|I had a fuckin' woman, man.
You got no kind of life.
You know what your mistake is, baby?.|You think you're too smart.
-Just put the gun down.|- Shut the fuck up!
You could've walked away|with $1 million...
but you fucked up,|'cause you pushed me too far.
- I know I fucked up.|- You put me in the hole.
I got nothing to fucking lose,|understand?.
Think about Carmen--
Never fuckin' say Carmen's name,|you fucking whore!
Just listen to me.|It's gonna be worked out, you know?.
- Put the fucking gun down!|- Shut the fuck up!
- Trish, where's the money?.|- In that fucking bag right there.
- Thank you, Trish.|- Idiot.
- How much is in there?.|- Listen to me.
$120,000. You need me!|You know you need me!
Jack, ifthat's your name--|What is your name?.
- I'm not telling you my name.|- Why shouldn't I kill you then?.
You want the money?.|The $4 million?. You need me!
I don't need you, you fuck.|You pushed me into the hole.
Be calm for one second.
You knowyou need me|to get that $4 million.
Ifyou want to be smart, you don't want|to be some fucking stupid spick--
Don't ever call me a spick,|you piece of white fucking trash!
Where's the money,Jack?.
Jack, come on.|Where's the money?.
Oh, God! Oh, God!
Tell me where the money is.|I don't want to have to kill you.
Ghetto piece of shit!
I took Carmen and her mother|back to Puerto Rico...
and with the money we opened|a small bar in the south of the island.
It's quiet most|of the time, but we get by.
How's everything going?.|Good?. Enjoying yourself?.
You have any complaints,|let me know. All right?.
It's time. Yeah.|We're at the hospital.
Okay. All right.
Tell Carmen to hold on.|I'll be right there.
Yeah, yeah. How is she?.|She's doing all right?.
Damn. Damn! It's coming.|My boy's coming, man.
Drinks on the house,|and close early!
It's kind of funny|when you think about it.
I mean, I did|some pretty bad things in my life.
Broke all the rules,|hurt a lot ofrpeople. But here I was.
My kid's lifre was about to begin,|and I had another chance.
Damn! Like I said befrore,|had I known what I know now.
I guess it was naive of me to think|I could actually get away with it.
Escape my past.
Yeah, but that's not|how it works...
'cause you know a man's actions|always have their consequences.
And deep down, I knew that.
Maybe what it's all about...
is thinking about someone else|instead of your self all the time.
Maybe that's what I was always missing.
IfrI can leave something fror my son,|maybe my life was worthwhile.
He 's so beautifrul.|I think I'm in love again.
He looks just like Victor.
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