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a**hole, Alex.

I'd hurry up if I were you.

Neve's mad-dogging

the hell out of her.

Wow.

Wow!

You look really good, Yul.

You used to look older

than Alex, but now you

look younger. It's crazy.

He looks good.

Doesn't he, babe?

I don't know.

Who gives a sh*t?

Really, baby?

Yeah, well,

I would have asked

for your permission,

but you kind of fell

off the map, didn't you?

Well, I don't know

what to tell you, man.

Yeah, I do

f***ing hate you.

You betrayed me.

Okay? We were best friends

and you testified against me.

You know what? F*** you.

You f***ing betrayed me.

You f***ing shot a dude, man!

You put us all in

this shitty mess

where I got to

pick between my fiance

and my best friend!

That's your f***ing fault!

So f*** you!

Oh! I'm sorry.

You were inside the bank?

No.

I forgot about that!

You were inside

the bank and you saw

the security guard

pointing a f***ing

gun at Allen.

Oh, no!

No, you weren't!

You were in the f***ing car

trying to change the f***ing

oldies station!

I'm sure the $6

an hour f***ing retard

was gonna shoot Allen.

Are you kidding me?

He would have shot me!

You don't f***ing know!

Shut the f*** up, Allen!

You don't get to do that.

What do you want?

You're not in

this f***ing circle.

Sorry, Allen.

What do you want?

I want money.

That's it, bro.

I don't want

anything else.

You got it. Let's go

to my dad's right now.

Let her out of the car.

Let's go.

No. She's gonna

come with. Let's go.

Stay in the car.

Hold on a second, dude.

You're gonna f***ing turn

this into kidnapping?

Hey, no. I'm being serious.

Alex? Please listen to me.

You're gonna risk going to

prison when I'm cooperating?

I don't get it.

'Cause you

owe me, motherf***er!

I want you to feel the

f***ing uncomfortable

situation I was in.

You got off!

What are you talking about?

Oh, my God? Eight months!

Are you f***ing crazy?

I've been in Siberia

for four years!

The f***ing

arrogance of you, man!

I don't understand? What?

You f***ing didn't like

the gym equipment?

There wasn't enough

time for you to read?

I got butt-f***ed.

I got

f***ed in the butt

because of you.

Yeah.

That's horrible.

I did not realize

that happened in jail.

I thought that

was a prison thing.

Yeah, well...

I guess it's not

exclusive to prisons.

Well, I mean, you've never

been, like, a homophobe.

It seems like something

you probably worked through.

You're a strong dude.

I don't think homophobia

has anything to do with it.

The guy was disgusting.

If I was gay

I would still want

to come after you.

I'm really sorry.

I'm really, really sorry.

Was it a black guy?

No, it wasn't a black guy.

That's a pretty f***ing

racist thing to say.

You think that's racist?

Yeah.

I think that's

the opposite of racist.

I don't think it would

make a black guy gay

to f*** a white dude

because we're such

pussies compared to them.

What the f***

are you even talking

about right now?

I'm saying if I was

a black dude I wouldn't

feel the least bit gay

I would think a white guy is

just like masculine chicks.

Like, Ellen.

She's masculine,

but I would

totally f*** her

if I were single.

I wasn't f***ed

by a black guy.

Okay?

Can we just go?

Okay.

Was it a Mexican guy?

No.

Oh, man.

Was it one of

those white guys?

Those f***ing Nazis?

No! It was not

a f***ing white guy, either.

Charlie?

It doesn't matter who

violated him. Okay?

It could have been

any number of people.

It doesn't matter

their race, okay?

It could have

been Latino. It could

have been Tongan.

It could have

been a Persian...

It was Filipino!

I was butt-f***ed by

a Filipino dude, okay?

Does that f***ing

solve your dilemma

of what part of the world

my ass traveled to?

CHARLES:
Well...

I mean, I don't think...

That's not so bad.

I mean, just like

all black dudes

think of us as women,

I think of all Asians

as women, you know?

Even the men.

I feel like you

basically hooked up

with an Asian lady.

Charlie, just...

No, I didn't hook up with

anybody, bro. I was raped.

Okay, listen, I don't...

F***ing hooked up?

I feel partly

responsible for this

and I'm really sorry.

Well that's

a weird angle, bro.

ANGELLA:
F***ing

back up, Randy!

Gil, what the f***

are you doing out here?

They have Annie.

Alex Dmitri took her.

Get in the van.

Ride with him.

RANDY:
Let's go!

RANDY:
Hey...

Hey, you remember my dad

lives at 1805 Burns in

Spicewood, right?

I don't remember a place

I've been to 200 times, no.

in Burns, California.

Write that down.

Write that down.

(DOORBELL CHIMES)

Look at this guy.

Ringing the doorbell

to his own house.

What's wrong?

I have not talked

to my dad since

I got arrested, so...

Yeah, but that's

not your fault.

He knows you can't

contact your family.

No. You can.

Charlie, you told me

that you couldn't

contact your family.

I did not tell you that.

You might have assumed that.

But I never said that.

Okay, fine. Forget it.

Why haven't you

talked to your dad?

I don't know, uh...

Shame? F***ing

demoralizing shame?

(ALEX LAUGHING)

That's been

four years coming.

And you deserve

more than just that.

I know.

Yeah, I don't know

what pisses me off

the most, Yul.

The fact that

you got involved

in all that sh*t,

or that you ran off

like a coward when

everything blew up.

I didn't raise

that person.

That's not my son.

And you used the Lincoln.

Our project car.

Makes me sick!

Yeah. Me too.

Now, why are you

all together again?

Not by choice.

I buried something in

the pasture that Alex wants.

Hey, Mr. Perrkins.

How are you?

Good to see you.

Mr. Perrkins.

Now, who's this one?

This is Annie. She is my,

or was, my girlfriend.

Prior to all

this being revealed.

Hi. Nice to meet you, sir.

Clint Perrkins.

Good. Good. Good.

This feels right.

This feels right.

Want to go to the pasture?

Good to see you.

You know I'm going to shoot

you in the back of the head

if you don't

find this money?

You know that?

What are you going to

do with this money, Alex?

They know

the serial numbers

on half these bills.

I don't think they're

gonna be caring

about serial numbers

in Iraq, bro.

Get the f*** out of here.

You're going to buy dinar?

How the f*** do

you know about dinar?

If you buy $100,000

worth of dinar

and it goes to the value

of the Kuwait dollar,

you're looking at

$300,000,000.

$300,000,000.

Heaven forbid either of you

ever worked for something.

Hey, Clint? Why don't

you think of this gun

as a microphone?

When it's not in your hand

you shut the f*** up. Okay?

It's none of my business,

but just so you know,

the Charlie that...

Yul, that I've known

for the past year

I think is the one that

you were trying to raise.

He's actually

a pretty good boy.

Yeah.

Hey, give me that shovel!

Boy, you look like

a monkey f***ing a football.

Oh, I got it, Pops. Thanks.

Allen. Let him do it.

That is bullshit, though.

Hey, uh...

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