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F***, CJ Clout.

We weren't stealing for ourselves,

Clout made us do it.

F***, f***, man.

Yeah, he made you do it, huh?

F***, f***, man.

It's not about the ten or 20 grand.

He doesn't like people

stepping on his turf.

Yeah, well, he's stepping

on my f***ing turf.

Where's my goddamned coke, huh?

Where is it?

Ethan does all that.

We don't handle his drugs,

we're the money men.

No?

- Vicki, you want a beer?

- Uh, yeah, thank you.

They're a little warm.

That's fine.

- You want warm beer?

- I want a beer. Thanks.

Hey.

Alexis? Eyes up, honey.

You're here with family.

Seriously, would you put

your damn phone down.

Do you have it or not?

Mikey.

- Do you or not?

- It's Independence Day, relax.

So the f*** what?

The judge said you gotta pay.

He didn't say, "Oh, you

gotta pay it this often

except for mother

f***ing Fourth of July."

Yeah, the judge doesn't

know about my f***ing pension.

I don't get any f***ing health,

and you know that! So shut the f*** up!

Why does she have to be here?

The only way he can eat with Alexis.

You know that.

So why can't they go

somewhere else together?

He's my brother. She's my niece.

They're harmless.

I don't think you understand

the meaning of the word harmless.

You know, if I could get away

with killing you, I would.

That's lovely, honey.

They're gonna ruin dinner.

Get a f***ing job.

- You get a f***ing job.

- I work.

Yeah, you spread your

legs for a f***ing living.

Now the baby's crying.

- F*** you, you're a pig.

- And you're a f***ing whore.

No, no, no, no.

- Damn it.

- Okay, I got it, it's okay.

How's school?

It's fine, I guess.

How's your grades?

Pretty good.

How's your mom treatin' ya'?

Good.

You know, I'd really like it

if you'd come stay with me for awhile.

I know, Dad.

I'm just busy right now.

We've got a...

one medium-rare

burger there for you...

Oh, wait, hold on.

Alright... no, Mikey, don't eat yet.

Lizzie wanted to say a prayer.

Mikey, come on,

you're a caveman.

And no one wants you here.

Ask Lizzie if she wants you here.

- Go ahead ask her.

- Hey, Mikey, come on, please.

- I'm gonna go.

- What? No.

Uh, uh, you ain't going anywhere.

We haven't eaten yet.

- I don't eat meat anymore.

- Sit your ass down.

- Alright, you know what,

- Come on, Alexis sit back down.

I can say the prayer.

Lizzie's been making me

go to church and what not,

and even though

we didn't go as kids,

I remember there

was this one time,

when I was coming home

from school on Market Street.

I was about, I don't know,

five years old.

And there was this homeless guy

preaching on the street,

next to the Dollar Store.

You know he had his Bible

and he was going on and on.

At the time, I didn't know...

he was a crazy homeless guy.

He was so passionate.

I thought he was some kind of preacher.

So I got caught up listening.

There was some people there,

maybe five or six,

and he was going on and on,

he's saying, "He loves you.

He doesn't think about himself,

He only thinks about you.

He would do anything for you,"

and as I said

I didn't go to church,

so I didn't know what he was saying,

I didn't know what he was preaching,

but I started figuring

I knew who he was talking about.

He's saying, "He will do

anything for those that follow him.

He wouldn't think twice

about dying for you.

He would die for you,

he really would."

So after about 15 minutes,

the crowd sort of scattered and...

Man, I'm five years old,

and I walk right up to him,

and I say,

"How do you know my brother?

How do you know Mikey?"

To my big bro.

Aren't you supposed

to say amen at the end?

That was a toast not a prayer.

Alexis... shut up.

No, no, fair enough.

Amen.

Dig in.

Thanks for having us.

Hey, hey, Mikey.

Is it true what I heard?

You took my ten G's

and you bought some coke,

and you wanted to flip it?

What do you want me to say?

I loaned you that money

so you could pay for rent.

You said Alexis needed braces.

Well, the girl,

she needs braces.

She needs a lot of

things that I can't afford.

That's why I took the ten,

and I tried to turn it into 20.

So you're a drug dealer now?

It doesn't matter.

It's all gone.

- What do you mean it's gone...

- I got jacked.

I'm out all ten.

Are you f***ing kidding me?

Mikey, you...

you have a daughter.

I'm a f*** up, man.

I'm a f*** up as a father.

I f***ed up with the Marines.

I'm not perfect like you.

You perfect son of a b*tch.

Perfect business, perfect f***ing wife.

Perfect f***ing life.

You can't blame me

for your behavior.

You can't blame the Marines

for your bad conduct discharge.

- You can't...

- Just shut up about that.

I'll never ask

for money again, okay?

F*** it.

Gonna buy me a shot'?

No.

Hey, look who it is.

If it isn't little Michael.

Mikey's in town. Have a seat, kid.

Sit down, let's talk

for old times sake.

So what's new?

Where you working at these days?

I'm between jobs.

Sounds like me talking to the IRS.

What's it been,

six, maybe eight years?

Didn't you owe me some money?

Didn't you though?

Yeah, you did owe me some money.

You were supposed to come through

on something for me

right around the time you quit.

I figure we're even.

Oh, you think we're even, you and I?

What'd you ever do for me?

I did everything for you.

You want me to make lists?

I got you a job.

I got you laid when you were 14.

Gave me my first line at 15,

that was a great habit.

Look at you,

you turned out all right.

So, let's talk about that brother

of yours, you know, I read about him.

Mister Entrepreneur,

the blue collar American dream.

"I make money,

I build jobs for my community,

blah, blah, blah..."

how's he doing?

He's good.

How come you guys

aren't still close?

What do you mean close?

We... we're brothers.

Well, that's funny because

you were practically like a father

to that kid,

and he hasn't ever

done sh*t for you.

Well, it doesn't look like

he's done sh*t for you.

Which brings me to my point.

You know, Mikey,

I think I know of a way where

we can both earn

what we deserve.

And I'm talking

six figures each.

Six figures?

I thought you'd never show up.

Hello.

Jamie Lindell?

- Yeah.

- You have four days

to deliver $350,000 cash,

or your brother dies.

Who is this?

Mikey? Hello?

Get the cash together.

We'll be in touch.

- Who is this? ls this a joke?

- No police.

Four days.

Get the money.

Wait, who is this?

Hello!

JP?

Mikey, it's me, JP.

Give me a call

when you get this, huh?

It's, Sal, leave a message.

Sal, call me

as soon as you get this. It's about Mikey.

Mikey!

Hello.

Vicki, uh,

have you heard from Mikey?

- I ain't seen him since the other day.

- What about Alexis?

She's been hanging out with these

meth head losers in Plum Orchard.

I haven't seen her either.

Alright, call me

if you hear anything, okay?

The last thing the guy says on the phone

is don't contact the police.

Oh, yeah.

And you don't

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