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D... did you lose your phone?

It's been awhile since you made the trek.

Get in the car.

What is this

a brother bonding moment?

It's a little late

for that don't you think?

Get in the car.

We'll talk while we're driving.

Where we going?

Here. Have a pecan,

they're good for ya.

I don't want it.

You should go.

My mom's already gonna freak out

on my ass.

You should smoke this first.

Smoke it, b*tch.

Where the f***

you think you going?

You wanna hit my niece?

Huh, you wanna

hit my f***ing niece?

Stop, stop!

Uncle JP stop, let him go.

I'll go.

Aw, Buddy, Buddy, Buddy.

Why'd you do this to us, Eddie?

You never could set the table.

- What are you talking about?

- What are you ignorant?

Talk travels fast in New Orleans,

just like tourists do.

What, Buddy?

Extortion? Kidnapping, ransom?

I mean really?

What the f***

were you thinking, Eddie?

No one gives a sh*t about this guy.

- Nobody.

- Doesn't matter.

What, it doesn't matter?

It doesn't ma...

Is that how it's gonna be?

After everything

I've done for you?

Everything you've took from me.

Now you wanna take my life?

- Oh, you're good, Eddie.

- Buddy!

You're really good.

You're better than me.

Please, turn around.

Turn around?

What are you gonna f*** me first?

No, you're the f*** up,

you f***ed up royally.

Look, I know the idea

sounds crazy, okay,

but it's the context of the thing

that was the no brainer.

This guy's kid brother is,

he's loaded, he was going

to pony up $350,000 in 48 hours.

- The cops don't have sh*t.

- It's too late.

F*** you!

Mr. Kuchar, we're finished here.

My brother's trying

to kill me, man!

And before

I'll be a slave

I'll be buried in my grave

And go home to my Lord

And be free

For freedom

Oh, freedom

Oh, freedom

Over me

And before

I'll be a slave

I'll be buried in my grave

And go home to my Lord

And be free

Oh, freedom

Over me

And before

I'll be a slave

I'll be buried in my grave

And go home

To my Lord

And be

Free

Oh, freedom

You don't even know me.

Oh, you know,

you and I think the same, Mikey.

Yeah, you and me,

we think the same.

JP, he's different.

He's good.

We're both f*** ups.

You think I'd f***

him over for a pay out?

There's no amount of

money in this world

that I would do that for.

So f*** you, Eddie.

You owe me!

You owe me! I made you!

You got no respect,

no appreciation for your roots!

Try to bring you with me.

It's not too late.

You really wanna pass this job up?

Six figures,

easy money, no risk.

Mikey, it's no risk, it's six fi...

Mikey...

Go get him.

Boss has been difficult so, uh...

we can't just send

a proof of life.

We gotta send a message.

I feel bad though.

I've known you for a while, Mikey.

F***. F***.

Okay.

We gotta do this.

Are you sure you're

doing the right thing here?

No. I don't.

Mikey has a tendency to get into trouble,

you know that.

Don't start, Rob.

He put the lawnmower in my hand.

Don't you get that?

I owe everything to him.

He didn't have

the big brother I had.

What's taking this so long?

You said this would take a couple days.

What's going on, Rob?

I need a few more days, okay.

Well, we don't have a few more days.

- I kn... I just need...

- No, no, no.

Did you do something

with my money?

- I knew I could make you more.

- More?

What are you saying?

I put it into a house,

okay, but listen to me.

It's a great fixer upper

in a Gert Town.

My cousin's a construction manager.

I'd make you the same return...

Do you know what

you're saying to me'?

Do you f***ing know

what you're saying to me?

You going to prison

doesn't do sh*t for me.

I don't give a f***

how you get it.

I need that money by tomorrow,

or that's exactly

where you're going.

You know something, Mikey.

I know something you don't know,

and that's that you're lucky.

You wanna know why?

Because tomorrow

when we do the exchange,

you get to find out how much

your brother really loves you.

- F*** you, Eddie.

- Yeah.

I could probably learn

something from you and JP.

You know, how close you are.

I had a brother once.

Did you know that?

Yeah. I was just writing him a letter

in the car ride on the way back.

You got a minute? You don't mind

if I read it to you.

Maybe you can offer

me some suggestions.

About how to be good brothers.

Sure.

"Dear Buddy, sorry about today,

but you know you always

were the creature

from The War of the Gargantuas

when it came to me!

But you remember

when we were partners?

Had a little carjacking operation.

When we were teens.

Cops were on us one day, we ran.

You got away, but I got caught.

I was 17!

They offered me

community service,

all I had to do was give up

my accomplice, you, my brother.

But, no, I took the years.

I got out in three.

You had promised my share

would be waiting.

Then I got out, there

was nobody there...

to pick me up.

I took a goddamned bus

from the prison!

You had taken my share.

Gone to Florida.

And set up the business

in New Orleans!

With my money!

You f***er!

And I never got those three years back.

Love, Eddie."

What do you think, any good?

Should I send it?

Well, I can't send it 'cause I f***ing

killed him today, alright.

I hate you.

I hate both of you.

You're... you're so lucky

'cause you had each other!

Well, that's the King brothers.

That's why I can expect

something different from you.

Aw, Jesus, man,

I did that to you?

No, I did it.

For you.

It's all there.

Thanks.

Thanks.

Hey, Luca, talk to me a second.

Man, we've known each

other like 16 years now.

Mikey, don't start this sh*t, man.

I ain't letting you go.

Eddie'd kill me

and my baby girl.

I know, I'm not asking

you to do that. I understand.

It's just this,

this not knowing.

I just...

Not knowing what?

Did you see his face?

He said he killed his brother.

Right?

He's never gonna give up.

Even if JP pays,

he's still gonna kill me, right?

Mikey, man, I gotta go.

No, look,

I can't change anything.

I can't do anything about it.

Just"

I just... I need to know.

He's gonna kill, me and JP,

after he gets the money,

isn't he?

Is he?

Yeah.

Tomorrow. Five PM.

We'll call you

15 minutes before.

You come with cops, he's dead.

I'll have the money by then.

Wait, put him on the phone.

I wanna talk to him.

If he's alive

I wanna hear his voice.

Otherwise the deal's off.

We'll call you back.

I know that JP and I didn't go to church

when we were kids,

but we didn't know any better.

I know that I'm still alive,

for some reason.

So if you,

help me get outta this,

I promise I will go to church

with Lizzie, JP...

I'll get my little girl an education.

And I'll keep trying.

You hear about

that little boy in Jackson?

Yeah, his genius parents

poured Drano in an old soda pop bottle,

the boy found it, drank it,

guess what happened to him?

Burned his esophagus.

Puked up black blood

and bits of his stomach.

He vomited so hard

his eyes hemorrhaged,

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