Arsenal Page #2
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- 2017
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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?
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
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 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 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."
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,
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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