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Maxie laughs a genuine laugh.

MAX:

I like you, kid. Why do you gotta

make it so hard for me to take care

of you?

BOBBY:

Mr. Reuben, I swear to God, they

were out of line.

MAX:

Last time, maybe, with the Puerto

Ricans, but these were nice Jewish

boys.

BOBBY:

They were out of line --

MAX:

They're f***ing yeshiva buchas. You

didn't have to tear up the goddamn

place. You knocked out a guys teeth.

BOBBY:

That prick tried to get Jessica to

blow him in the bathroom --

MAX:

Bobby, I love Jessica like she's my

own daughter. I would kill anyone so

much as lays a finger on her or her

beautiful daughter, but that f***ing

pisher you socked in the mouth has

the most expensive dentist in Beverly

Hills and wants I should buy him an

implant. Your silverback horseshit's

gonna cost me eight grand.

BOBBY:

I'll work it off.

MAX:

Not driving Jess, you won't.

BOBBY:

What?

MAX:

You're not driving Jess no more.

Two strikes, Bobby, and this last

one was big. The bachelor's father

goes to my schul.

BOBBY:

So, that's it. I'm out?

MAX:

I didn't say that.

BOBBY:

Then what are you saying?

MAX:

Bobby. You're a bull terrier and I

got you herding sheep.

BOBBY:

I don't understand.

MAX:

It's my fault. I send you out to

watch scum drool all over the love

of your life, then I wonder why you

seered. It's my fault. The tooth is

on me. But no more. I'm 'reassigning'

you.

BOBBY:

I don't want to drive another girl,

Max. The only reason I'm --

MAX:

Who the f*** do you think you're

talking to? This ain't a f***ing

democracy. You want out?

BOBBY:

No.

MAX:

Don't I put food on you're table? I

sponsor your training, I take care

of your girl and her little baby. I

even pay that deadbeat friend of

yours to push a goddamn broom.

BOBBY:

I know.

MAX:

Now you wanna shut up and listen and

hear what I got to say?

BOBBY:

Yeah. Sorry.

MAX:

I got a way we make everybody happy.

BOBBY:

Yeah.

MAX:

We try something out. There's someone

I'm in business with named Ruiz. I

want you to accompany him on a drop.

(off Bobby's look)

Just as scenery. Ruiz has his boys.

I just want a big guinea with a busted

up face to give him a deep bench. As

a deterrent.

BOBBY:

Ruiz knows about this?

MAX:

Ruiz wants to go alone, but it's not

up to Ruiz. It's up to me, and I

like a sure thing. Just go and we're

square on the tooth.

BOBBY:

What about Ricky? He'd jump at the

opportunity.

MAX:

Ricky? Ricky 'I lost the truck' Ricky?

BOBBY:

You told him you liked him.

MAX:

That was before he lost my carpet

cleaning van.

BOBBY:

He'll work it off.

MAX:

I don't know the kid, and what little

I do scares me.

BOBBY:

He's good people, Mr. Reuben. I swear.

MAX:

You vouch for him?

The exchange has taken on a gravity.

BOBBY:

Yeah. Sure.

MAX:

(lighter)

How 'bout this. If you're in, he's

in.

BOBBY:

I gotta tell you, Mr. Reuben, I'm

not comfortable getting in any deeper.

It's one thing to look after Jess...

MAX:

You're ready to move up. Christ, the

way you busted up the place, you're

doing worse already. May as well get

paid instead of punished.

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