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...as I was just named partner

in my firm.

Mr. King, that is...

- Hey. That is amazing.

- Thank you so much.

- That is...

- Thank you.

That's amazing. Mr. King, listen to me.

I'm one of the hardest workers

you'll ever meet.

I mean, that's why I'm down here

power-washing cars every day.

I just felt with this face-to-face

that you would...

That you would wanna help

a fellow business owner and job creator.

I am helping you. By saying no.

- Mr. King, that's...

- That way, you can make it on your own.

Okay. Mr. King, I have a lot of people

helping me that way already. And... And...

Great. Then you have a plan for success.

Why didn't you tell me that?

You see, everyone,

whether we're born rich or poor...

...or white...

...or miscellaneous...

...who we become...

...is based on our own decisions.

It's simple as that.

You know who else started in a garage?

Hewlett-Packard. So you're in good company.

- And on that note...

- No, Mister...

- You don't have to give me that much, Mr. King.

- Hold on, hold on.

- You don't have to give me that much.

- Hold on. There we go.

You really don't need...

There you go.

There's a start.

Mr. King, please.

I feel like you just haven't given me...

Success is a mindset!

Hi, everyone!

Hi.

Thank you so much

for celebrating our engagement with us.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me. Everyone, just "shh."

Shh! You need to "shh." Senator.

Shh! Shh.

Yellow tie.

I see you.

Thank you.

James, I love you...

...and I can't wait to be married to you.

Aw.

And because you rock my world...

...I got you this!

Oh!

Hey! Wow.

This is beautiful.

- But not as beautiful as you, Alissa.

- Aw.

- I love you.

- I love you.

Being with you and in front

of all of our friends and family here...

...I just wanna say,

I'm the luckiest man in the world!

Play something!

- Oh.

- Oh, oh.

Well, actually, there's one more part

to your present!

It's Mr. John Mayer!

- John Mayer!

- Thank you, thank you.

Hey, everybody!

Who's John Mayer?

I just wanna say, thank you,

James and Alissa, for making me...

Shut up!

...a part of your special night.

Thank you very much.

I wanna thank you personally

for the Bradway Chemical buy.

- Oh, sure. Ha-ha-ha.

- There's nothing I love more than making money.

Not even chicks. Or dudes. I f*** anything.

You ever seen 100 women get wet

at the same time? Watch this.

Aw.

Fathers, be good to your daughters

Daughters will love like you do

Girls become lovers

Who turn into mothers

So, mothers

Be good to your daughters too

John, lay back.

I'm gonna take a few bars.

Yeah.

Hey! Step aside, FBI! Back up!

Everybody, step aside!

- James King.

- Yeah?

You're under arrest for 43 counts

of fraud and 30 counts of embezzlement.

- That's impossible.

- That's what they all say. Get him out of here!

I know. This is some kind of joke.

Because if this isn't,

this is the worst nightmare imaginable.

Yeah! Ha-ha-ha. Finally.

- Are you getting this?

- Sh*t, yeah! Get out of the way!

- I swear I don't know what any of this is about!

- Mm-hm.

Don't worry, son! I'll take care of it.

Let's go.

- Gayle, call my lawyer.

- My party!

Looks like you could use

a friend right now.

What the f***?

The charges are securities fraud

and embezzlement.

- These transaction records prove you're guilty.

- I've never seen these. These are fakes!

If you go to court,

they're gonna kick your ass. Take the plea.

- Dad!

- Take the plea.

You'll be out in a year

and in the best shape of your life.

No. I have faith that the justice system

will exonerate me.

And that the jury will put aside

their bias and see the truth:

That I didn't steal money from people.

And that I am no Bernie Madoff.

A verdict is expected today

in the "mini-Madoff" trial of James King.

I lost everything! F*** you!

I didn't do it!

For too long,

wealthy white-collar offenders like you...

...have gotten a free pass with light

sentences in minimum-security prison...

...while working Americans have suffered.

Well, that ends today, Mr. King.

I sentence you

to the harshest penalty allowed:

Ten years in a maximum-security prison.

You have 30 days

to get your affairs in order.

Just run them over!

I can't go to jail. I'll die in there.

That's not gonna happen, James,

because I'm gonna put my investigators...

...on this twenty-four-seven

until we find out who really did this.

Just stay in county lines

with that thing on.

Otherwise, the U.S. Marshals

will be down there pronto.

Son, I want you to stay strong.

Do you hear me?

I will.

I'll be so strong for you, Dad.

Why me?

I have to leave the country!

It took so long to ring me up, I had to miss

my waxing appointment. I feel like a gorilla.

It's summer too.

I can't believe this is happening to me.

- It's like they don't recognize you anymore.

- Thank you. Yes.

Alissa!

Hey! It's me, James.

I know. What are you doing?

Why do you look like that?

Just eat your f***ing salads.

I'll f***ing kill you if you say anything.

Hi.

- Hi. Hi.

- Hi.

I came up with a great idea.

Let's just run away! Some place

that no one would ever think to find us.

Mexico.

Let's just leave this

material world behind.

Live in a one-bedroom shack.

- Oh, God.

- Yes.

- You could sell Chiclets on the road.

- What?

Look, we'll work out the details later.

- We should get out of here.

- No!

- I already cut off my ankle bracelet.

- No! No.

Let's go.

- James, no.

- What?

- No! I'm leaving you.

- Why?

But I thought you loved me forever.

Well, now you know.

Alissa.

This is the U.S. Marshal Service.

James King, exit the building

and surrender to custody immediately.

Oh, sh*t!

Hey, guys. He's in there.

Why are you arresting me?

I am but a simple bartender from Belize.

Wait, no. Mexico.

Call my lawyer in Tijuana.

Sh*t!

- What the f*** is that?! Get off!

- It's me! It's me!

- Mr. King?

- Yes.

You scared the sh*t out of me, man.

What you doing in the trunk?

I just needed a place to regroup.

You know, fresh start.

Okay. Hey. Let me help you out, man.

F*** you, King!

- I lost everything because of you!

- I didn't do it!

F***!

F*** someone!

F*** a tit!

F*** a tit hard!

For the love of Alan Greenspan.

F***! My life is ruined.

I venture you've heard

that I'm going to prison.

Yeah. No, we all did. I just didn't

wanna bring it up first, that's all.

Come on. They're probably sending you

to some Club Fed prison.

You'll be playing tennis

and golf, you know.

- I'm going to be attending San Quentin.

- They're sending you to San Quentin?

Oh.

- What?

- Oh, God!

They f***ing in San Quentin.

- Oh.

- Everybody gets the dick.

I don't want it.

You're not gonna get it.

You'll be in for three months.

I'm gonna be there for 10 years.

Goddamn! Ten years?

- Oh! Oh!

- Why do you say it like that?

It's not as bad as I've heard, is it?

If you heard everybody f***ing, it is.

That's how bad it is.

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