Car Dogs Page #6

night at the Apollo?

Just better make sure

that your alligator mouth

isn't writing checks that your

lizard ass can't cash, Boyd,

or you just might find yourself

in the unemployment line...

With Scott.

I'm this close, mark.

To what?

When I get this new dealership,

you're gonna be

my general sales manager.

Do you really

wanna jeopardize that

over some f***ing

neanderthal in a pinstripe?

Just focus on selling 300 cars.

I'll take care of him.

And that sh*t about Scott?

What? He's talking

out of his ass.

300 cars, Boyd.

That'd be too funny.

If you're not coming in here

to work a deal or log an

appointment, get the f*** out.

Thanks.

Hey, mark.

Take care of Scott yet?

Look, man,

sometimes the best thing

you can do for a guy

is fire him.

Some people have

no business doing this,

and oftentimes a little push

is all it takes

for them to realize it.

You really are

a piece of sh*t, Reynolds.

I'm a piece of sh*t?

I mean, correct me

if I'm wrong, mark,

but you're the one

about to fire him.

Yeah, because you

threw him under the bus.

No, because just like me,

you know it's what you have

to do to get what you want.

I am nothing like you.

Oh, you got that right.

You see, mark, some

of us have to fight.

We can't all be members of

the lucky sperm club, mark.

F*** you.

Heh heh.

I am where I am

because I busted my ass,

unlike some people who get to just

back-stab their way to the middle.

Don't kid yourself.

You are where you are

because you got a PHD,

papa has a dealership,

and for no other reason

than that.

He doesn't have this place,

and you're nothing, mark,

just another old car dog.

Oh, Boyd said

you wanted to see me.

Yeah.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

Scott:

F***ing Reynolds.

Look, Scott, I...

I know you're pissed.

F***ing-a, I'm pissed!

I'm devastated.

I have done everything

ever asked of me at this place.

Forgive me if I envisioned maybe a

f***ing parting watch or something.

Well, I...

I don't know what to say, okay?

I need this job, mark.

Yeah.

I need this job.

You know how hard it is

out there right now?

I'm having a baby, man.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

This wasn't

my decision. I...

You know, I tried.

I...

Look, I don't know what you

want me to tell you, Scott.

I want you to tell me you're

gonna try to do something.

I want you to tell me

that the virtue of loyalty

still means something at the

giant Chamberlain auto team.

Tell me the sins of the father

aren't passed down

from generation to generation.

Reynolds:

Yeah, trust me.

I've got the new store, and I will

be making a sh*t-ton more money.

By the way, what's tripe?

Just so there's no hard feelings

and you understand

when it happens,

you utter the word "boy" again,

I'm gonna knock

the f***ing taste

out your mouth.

You got that?

Well, that's precisely

what I'm counting on, Boyd.

See, that way, I won't

have to waste the breath

it takes to fire your black ass.

I'll slap your...

I hope this little

meeting of the minds

is about selling cars,

gentlemen.

Oh, it is.

Boyd and I

were just going over

today's appointments.

Well, good.

When you're through,

Ahmad's here.

I need you to deal with him.

Oh, we're done for now.

Boyd, how's the 300

looking, son?

Good. We have a good day

lined up, sir.

Reynolds, I'll meet you

out there.

Attaboy.

Ahmad:
Come on, Reynolds.

The book cracks

on this thing for 7,300.

And... Don't even get me

started on the color.

What the f*** is wrong

with the color?

People like to wear it,

my friend.

They don't like to drive it.

I'll give you 6,800.

No, Ahmad, you like to wear it,

and you're killing me.

7,800.

You're killing me.

That, that right here, too rich.

I'm just a lowly used-car

wholesaler here.

Help me out.

Mm-hmm.

Too rich, my ass.

Look at your wrist.

It was a gift from my mother.

Oh, I got a gift

for your mother, actually.

Ahmad.

Hi.

How are you?

Good. Mr. Chamberlain,

how are things here

at the giant Chamberlain

auto team, huh?

Oh, I can't complain.

Did you get your new store yet?

Getting close.

That's funny,

because I was just

over at Phoenix,

and they said the same thing.

I would expect that.

So where are we?

Uh, nine cars for 153k.

And Reynolds told you

that we're having

a manufacturer's audit

on Tuesday,

so you can't pick up

the cars until then?

No. No, he didn't.

It's all right.

I don't even have enough

drivers for today anyway,

so I'll just, uh...

I'll pick 'em up

and pay for 'em then.

I'm sorry.

Ahmad, forgive me.

How's your dad?

He's good.

He's good.

Thank you.

He should be up on his feet

and back to work in no time.

Good.

I'm glad to hear that.

You're still

up on bell road, right?

Yep, still there.

You know, I remember

when your dad came to me

and asked me if he

should buy that place.

Yes, and I'm sure

he's forever grateful

for all the advice you gave him.

Ah, I'm happy to help.

You know, must have been tough

when you came here,

Arizona, strange country.

You were this high.

You were washing cars

for your dad.

I was gonna poach you from him.

Heh. I'll be sure

to let him know.

So what time would I be able to

pick them up on Tuesday, then, huh?

Actually, Ahmad,

I have to ask a favor.

Um, I'd like you

to pay for the cars today,

but not pick them up

until Tuesday.

It's nothing that your dad

wouldn't do.

I'm confused here a little.

Are you asking me for a loan?

No, I'm asking you

for a return of a favor.

A favor?

Mr. Chamberlain,

I'm sorry.

There's a big

difference between,

you know, giving

real-estate advice

and loaning someone $150,000.

Heh heh. Two days.

A loan, all the same.

And if my father were

here, he would agree.

You know, when your dad

and I first started out,

there was such a thing

as loyalty and allegiance.

It was good for business,

still is.

Oh, yes.

Yes, I hear loyalty's big

at the Chamberlain auto team.

Well, if that's the way

you want to play it,

you just go back up

to your place on bell road,

and you tell your dad that this

business relationship is dead.

You understand, my friend?

What an a**hole.

Told you he wasn't

like his old man.

Caleb:
They seriously

firing Scott?

Certainly looks that way.

Who's Scott?

Unbelievable.

Hey, how many times

I gotta tell you?

Go sell cars!

Move!

Hold up. You okay?

Look like you're about to go

UFC and choke somebody out.

Reynolds.

But believe me,

it's gonna involve

more than choking.

Oh. When it goes down,

make sure I'm around.

This is about Scott, I take it.

What about him?

Seriously?

Sh*t, Reynolds been

running his mouth

to all the guys all week

about Scott maybe getting...

You know what?

F*** him, all right?

He's just talking

out of his ass.

Maybe, but if what appears to be

happening is actually happening,

he may have it right this time.

Take a seat.

Is everything all right?

Yeah, I just need to fill you

in on the new dealership.

So you know that we have

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