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He capped Shelly!

Blood goes flying everywhere,

all over me, all over the money.

I have no idea if this

is even all of it.

And right then, I go

through the roof, and... BAM!

I punch the dumb son of a b*tch.

I punch him, Vi, right

in his dumb f***ing face.

I didn't give a sh*t

whose son he was.

I just wanted to hit him again,

smack some sense into

the dumb son of a b*tch.

Look at the sh*t that I

got to f***ing deal with now.

What'll you do with it?

I told him to run it

through the cycles, but no.

Johnnie calls up the old man,

and I guess he's got other plans

because he wants to pick up

this sh*t tomorrow night.

- Where's the laundry detergent?

- It's in the linen cabinet.

Come to my place

in the morning... early.

You think you

know me like that... like that...

$2 million.

You're having second thoughts.

No.

You said Caesar washed

the money?

Yeah.

Then what, exactly?

- He hung it up.

- He what?

To let it dry.

It was unreal.

Hundreds paper-clipped

everywhere like leaves.

Then, one by one,

he ironed all of it.

- Did he sleep?

- No, but neither did I.

All night long,

I listened to that sound.

- What sound?

- The sound of money.

- Where is it now?

- It's in his office.

I saw it this morning.

I need to go to the store.

It's in a case on his desk.

Does the case lock?

Yes.

- Tell me about Johnnie.

- Johnnie?

Yeah. Sounds like he and Caesar

don't like each other.

Like each other?

They hate each other.

- Why?

- I don't know.

Happened long before

I came around.

I think basically, Caesar thinks

Johnnie's a complete idiot,

but, you know, what can you do?

Johnnie runs Chicago

'cause Gino's his father.

Who's Gino?

Gino Marzzone.

Marzzone.

As in Angelo Marzzone,

head of the Marzzone family?

Yeah. That's his brother.

Sh*t.

Gino Marzzone's coming

to your place tonight

to pick up the money?

Yeah.

And Johnnie Marzzone's

his son. That's Johnnie?

Yeah.

Sweet Jesus.

It's perfect.

Gino Marzzone's coming

to your place tonight.

This is the big deal.

Caesar's gonna want

to do it right.

He's not going to want

to look like an idiot.

Has Gino ever been

to your place before?

- Yeah, twice before.

- What happened?

Well, Caesar was really nervous.

He kept cleaning the apartment.

The first time, he picked out

the dress he wanted me to wear.

- Did Johnnie ever hit on you?

- He hits on me all the time.

He hits on anything

in high heels.

Did Caesar ever see this?

He does it right

in front of him.

Oh, this is getting

better and better. Go on.

Well, Gino doesn't

speak much English,

or at least he pretends not to,

so he usually gets

right to the point.

Both times, they only

talked for about 5 minutes.

They had a drink,

and then they left.

What did Gino drink?

Scotch. Glenlivet.

I remember that because Caesar

made a big deal about it.

All right.

I've an idea how

to make this work.

Go back and get ready.

Take your time. Make it real.

What time did you

say they'd be there?

The plane gets in at 7:00, so...

I'd say around 8:00.

All right.

Now, at some point,

Caesar's going to quit,

I guess some time around 6:00,

making sure he's got

time to get ready.

As soon as he's done

you'll be right there

to put a big drink

in his hand.

Unbelievable

what this guy Shelly did.

I'll tell you, Shelly's

one smart-ass motherf***er.

I mean, he WAS one

smart-ass motherf***er.

Poor boy has to work so hard.

We want him to relax, unwind.

You look good enough to eat.

Where will you be?

I'll be waiting

in the apartment next door.

Waiting for what?

For the shower.

That's gonna be our signal.

When he's done with his shower,

you'll go to the bar.

You'll get out the Scotch

that Gino drinks.

As you do, the bottle will

slip from your hands:

An accident.

Vi, what the hell was that?

Vi, you can't hear me?

Oh, f***!

It slipped.

I was trying to get ready.

How the f*** did you do that?

Caesar, it was an accident.

I didn't mean to.

- I'll get some more.

- There's no f***ing time!

Don't be silly.

There's lots of time.

I'll clean this up,

and I'll be back

- before you're even dressed.

- Ah, f***, Vi!

When you open

the door, I'll be there.

- What if he sees you?

- He won't.

You can't know for certain

that he won't see you.

- Trust me.

- I'm just asking, what if?

If he does...

then I won't have

a choice, will I?

When I'm inside,

I'll get the money.

I'm going to need something

to fill the case.

Hide it near the desk.

And at that point...

There's no turning back.

When I get the Scotch,

how do I know you

wont just take off?

The same way I'll know that

you got the Scotch: Trust.

I still don't see

how I'll get away clean

with all the money

in the apartment.

Everyone's gonna think

I took it.

- Not Caesar.

- Why?

Because of what

you're gonna tell him.

You gotta be

as real as you can.

When you walk through that door

with the Scotch in your hand,

you'll be covered.

That moment's the most important

moment of the plan.

If you're real enough,

he's gonna believe you

'cause deep down, he'll want to.

Cea!

Sh*t. I'm sorry.

They were early.

- What are you talking about?

- They just left, didn't they?

- What are you, drunk?

- They werent just up here?

- No. They're on their way.

- That doesn't make any sense.

Why?

Well, I just saw

Johnnie downstairs.

- What?

- Yeah.

I got out of my car

and saw him in his BMW.

Nah, it couldn't have been.

It was him, Caesar.

I'm positive.

- Vi, that's impossible.

- Caesar, I know Johnnie.

It was him.

I screamed when I saw him. I

couldn't believe I missed them.

I knew you were

going to be upset,

so I thought I'd apologise

and give Gino the Scotch.

I honked a few times, but he

didn't hear me and didn't stop.

But...

Gino's plane doesn't get here

for another half-hour.

Actually, I didn't

see Gino in the car.

If Caesar hates

Johnnie as much as you say,

the second he opens the case,

he's gonna know in his gut

that Johnnie just f***ed him.

He'll have no choice.

He can't go after

Gino or Johnnie.

There's only one way out.

He'll have to run.

And if he runs, everyone

will assume he took the money.

You'll be clean,

and we'll be rich.

Jesus, that's beautiful.

If you're this goddamn smart,

how did you ever get caught?

I had a partner once.

She f***ed me.

- I won't.

- I think we're gonna find out.

- Oh, God...

- Caesar?

Cea?

Oh, no. Oh!

Oh, God.

Vi...

- Vi, I've been set up.

- Johnnie?

That f***.

That rat f***!

That motherless rat f***!

Why? Why would Johnnie do this?

Jesus Christ, Violet,

open your f***ing eyes.

Johnnie hates me

as much as I hate him.

I hate that motherless

rat f***er. I hate him.

I f***ing hate him. I hate him.

- But you know he did it.

- Yeah, so what?

Violet, so f***ing what?

Look, the money is gone, right?

Gino's coming to get it.

Now, do you think Gino

is going to believe me

when I tell him his

little rat-f*** son stole it?

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