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- Cosmopolitan?.

- Yes.

- No, I'll have a diet soda, please.

He's cute.

What's his name?.

He's not for you, Cleo.

- You always gotta have your way, huh?.

- That's right.

I'm so glad you made it!

That's quite a view, huh?.

Unbelievable.

- No, that one.

- Oh, yeah. That one too.

That's nothing, man.

I got that sh*t at home.

- Oh, yeah?. Where you from?.

- I'm uptown.

Oh, yeah?. Where about?.

South Bronx.

Oh, really?. That's cool.

By the way, I'm Jack Wimmer.

- "Ahh," what?.

- So youre the lucky motherf***er.

- Oh. Yeah.

- This your place, huh?.

It's embarrassing.

I'm not used to it.

So what do you do?.

I'm a investment banker.

That's what this is-

a business party for me.

I represent half those people

down there.

I wanna represent the other half,

so I let them impress each other.

Right.

Do the work for you.

What do you do?.

Obviously, whatever I do I'm not doing

enough of, that's for sure. You know?.

Yeah.

But basically

I'm just self-employed.

That's cool.

I bet that whatever it is

that you do...

is not half as bad as what

some of those people down there do.

That's an interesting point of view.

Anyone who would judge you

for what you do is a hypocrite...

because... any real businessman...

anyone who makes any real money

is gonna be cutthroat.

Any media company, oil company,

tobacco company-

those are some of the most vicious

people in the world.

They've got stock holders worldwide

who are basically accessories in crime.

Still, at the end of the day, man...

you go to sleep

feeling legit, right?.

Me, man,

I go to sleep every night, like...

one eye like that.

Yeah.

But you could be a part of this too.

It's the age of peace and prosperity.

- Yeah.

- Seriously.

- Put me down for some that.

- How do I get in touch with you?.

- Go through your girl.

- Through Trish?.

Yeah.

Trish knows my girl Carmen.

- Oh, your girlfriend's Carmen?.

- Yeah.

Oh, I've heard a lot about her.

That's cool.

So, basically, we both have

girlfriends who are-

Yeah, well, you know-

- You can look at the menu, right?.

- We're human, right?.

So, did you have fun?.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

That's only because

I thought it was gonna suck.

- That Jacks a "herb," man.

- You think?.

Totally.

Here, have some.

You're not drinking tonight.

What's up?.

I can't.

What do you mean?.

I mean I can't.

Not while I'm pregnant.

You're kidding.

You're just saying that.

No, come on.

Are you serious?.

When?. When?. I mean-

Are you serious?.

Why didnt you tell me?.

When did this happen?. When did you know?.

- Does it matter?.

- Oh, my God.

I can't believe you're pregnant.

Holy sh*t!

I can't believe that.

Come over here.

Give me a kiss.

Hey, hey, let me get you.

- Okay, okay.

- Careful, careful.

Come on.

You're gaining weight already.

I'm havin' a baby!

- No, we're having a baby.

- That's what I said.

I can't believe it.

I'm gonna go park the car.

It's okay.

Hey, how you doing?.

I missed you.

My arm.

I know, baby, I know.

How's the baby?.

- The baby?.

- Yeah.

The baby's fine.

- How you doing?.

- My arm.

I know, baby, I know.

They didn't get me.

Where's-

I got it right here.

It's right here, baby.

Got it right here.

They got my beatin'- off arm.

My dick don't like my left hand.

You're lucky.

That sh*t just missed your heart.

- What side you think his heart is on?.

- Who gives a f*** what side?.

We got important sh*t to discuss.

Jimmy, you know

who the shooter was?.

That piece of sh*t

we almost nailed the other day.

- Jose.

- Yeah.

- I don't like them motherfuckers anyway.

- That's what I'm sayin'.

That's Tito's boy. Tito's gonna pay.

We hit that motherf***er tonight.

Nah, Jimmy, we can't do that, man.

We just got beef with them.

If the cops see us,

they'll come for us, man.

I don't give a f*** who knows.

It's been two days.

We don't hit him tonight, them niggas

gonna start pushin' in on our spots.

You don't think I know it's been

two days?. I wanna get out of here.

Just wait for me.

Sh*t, man.

- Yeah, baby.

- F*** 'em, man!

What's goin' on, man?.

You wanna talk to me now, man?.

You got something to say?.

Who's running this crew?.

- Make sure he don't do anything stupid.

- Whatever you say, papa.

What ever you say.

You right, Vic.

I'm gonna wait.

Call me later, all right?.

F***ing cops know who shot me.

Nothing like this stays quiet

in the neighborhood.

They're just gonna wait and see

if I go after Tito.

They get Tito out of the way, then they

take me down- two birds and all that.

They're happy to stand on the sidelines

and let us take each other out.

I mean, Carmen must be freaking out.

Yeah, yeah.

It's totally f***ed up.

But it's just a bullet in the shoulder.

I think he's gonna be fine.

You should think about this. You haven't

worked with someone like Vic before.

Do you have any idea how much

he's worth liquid, just cash?.

Four or five million dollars.

- Really?.

- Really.

Oh, sh*t.

He's a businessman, Trish.

If he were born in the suburbs,

he'd be running a Fortune 500 company.

He's born in the Bronx,

he does what he does.

I like him. He's as legit

as anyone else I've ever worked with.

No, I like him too.

- He's cute and intelligent.

- You think he's cute?.

Yeah. Are you jealous?.

- No. He's got a bullet in his shoulder.

- You're so mean.

- Cleo, how you doing?.

- What's going on?.

- You guys taking off?.

- Yeah. Bye.

Have fun. Don't spend

too much of my money.

I'll spend every dime.

- Here.

- What's this?.

Trish's boyfriend took a liking to you

and he wants to do business with you.

When did he call?.

This morning?.

Last week.

But that's not the point.

- Why?. You don't think I can handle it?.

- No! That's not what I'm saying.

I wouldn't be where I am today

if I couldn't.

I think you can handle anything.

I've always said that.

But it's a different animal, papi.

All right.

I mean, we're talking

about a Wall Street guy.

If youre gonna do this, go in knowing

that he's not smarter than you.

You hear me?.

Rafael Menendez...

younger brother of Joanna Menendez,

La Colombiana.

I've seen her maybe three or four times

in the ten years I've worked for her.

She don't like people

to know who she is...

so she sends Rafael

to do all her business.

He's someone you definitely

don't wanna f*** with.

So basically, bottom line, what

I'm asking you is for approval. Okay?.

'Cause Tito's gonna go to war, man...

and if I don't respond hard,

this sh*t's gonna be mad out of control.

You know what I'm sayin', right?.

Tito's a stupid motherf***er.

I know that.

He's been a pain in our asses

for a long time.

Just make sure

this is over with quick.

Yeah, man, no doubt. I'm about

winning, I'm not about fighting.

Of course, surely this has nothing to do

with you wanting a piece of his action.

We're gonna give you Tito's spots

down to Prospect.

Hector and Negro

will split up what's left over.

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