Mob Rules Page #6

my mom was all right

and buy a one-way ticket

to the promised land,

but I never, ever

touched Reggie's cut.

Kept it for Marley. I even tried to give

it to your mom one time,

but she wouldn't

take it from me.

You know what

the funny thing is?

All you really had to do was come up and

knock on my door and just ask for it.

And we'd be sat here

toasting Reggie now

instead of going through

all this bollocks.

Listen to me.

This ain't the place.

Look, we can sort this out

another day.

Listen to me.

All right.

All right.

50 grand.

75,000.

What are you doing?

75,000's for me.

Just me.

And you get to do what

you came here for.

After all I've done

for you.

You got that kind of money?

Of course she hasn't got

that kind of f***ing money.

What do you think I am,

a prat?

You think I'm gonna give

my b*tch that kind of money?

I earned every

f***ing dollar.

Hey.

Chilli.

$75,000?

Just gotta call my girl.

She's staying with me.

That f***ing crack ho

that I told you

I do not want staying with you

in my f***ing apartment.

- Sydney's a model.

- Sydney is a f***ing crack ho.

Listen, this is bullshit.

She don't have that kind of money.

I already told you.

She could come up

with 75,000 pairs of shoes maybe.

You think that

sh*t's real?

The shoes, the bags?

The jewelry you were too

lazy to pick out yourself?

I bet you think that watch

I gave you for your birthday's real too.

That watch,

it's a down payment

on a condo in South Beach.

Ocean view.

Oh, you are

some kind of b*tch.

So.

Chilli...

make the call.

You got 10 minutes.

What?

Sydney, listen.

The...

the shoeboxes

under the bed.

She's on her way.

F***ing hell, dread.

That sh*t is cold.

And I've seen

some cold sh*t.

Listen...

that 50 grand

is what I owe you.

But no one walks

into my place,

threatens me and then tries

to steal my f***ing money.

What about 10 years

of interest?

England and St. George.

That's okay. Baby, you never

thought you'd live forever.

100,000, baby.

100,000 grand,

I get to walk out.

You can do what the f***

you want with her.

We're like eBay in here now.

You been sniped.

Wait.

I can get more.

How many shoeboxes you got

under that bed, Chilli?

$100,000.

$130,000.

Almost $160,000.

Yeah.

The boxes

in the closet too.

Yeah.

She'll be here

in 10 minutes.

$213,000.

And I get to kill

this b*tch myself.

$200,000?

In free US currency?

Yeah.

Listen, I need you

at the salon.

Bring Sal.

Bring everything he's got...

everything.

Hurry up.

My driver's on his way.

We deal whoever comes in

with the cash first.

And then we get

the f*** out of here.

Done deal.

So we cool?

We are cool.

What a mess.

Damn, man.

Take care of yourself,

Sal.

Man, what the f***?

You don't answer your cell phone?

I was just... just...

J-j-j-just get in

the f***ing car!

It's Thursday.

I know it's

f***ing Thursday.

I need to make

the deposit.

The boss wants us to make

a stop at the spa now.

Why?

I don't f***ing know.

Maybe he thinks you need a facial.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm heading there

right now.

My legs are asleep.

You have long nail bed.

You should not neglect

your nails.

And you should learn

to speak f***ing English.

My English is good enough

for you, motherf***er.

Your father should have

taught you respect.

My father taught me to respect the man

with the big f***ing gun.

Thanks, babe.

- What the f***, Wall?

- Hand it over.

Move!

What is she doing walking

in here with you?

She needed a ride.

And she can call you

to do that, can she?

I told you to stay away

from that b*tch.

Hey, sexy lady.

The bag.

How much is in the bag?

How much?

I'm really sorry, Chilli.

I was gonna pay it back.

- I swear I was.

- You still think she's a f***ing model?

- How much?

- $43,000.

Oh!

And $12.

I swear to God, I'll kill you

and your f***ing dog, you b*tch!

- Get back!

- I'm sorry.

You.

Open it.

C-Note, there better

be $213,000 in there.

What are you

smiling for, Sal?

You should lie down because

you're a f***ing dead man.

What do you think,

I don't keep tabs on my money?

You think you can just steal it from me

and stick it up your f***ing nose?

- Hey, sit down! Sit down now!

- Well?

Around $60,000.

$58,426

to be exact.

Put it in the bag.

Put the $58,426

in the fake f***ing

Gucci bag!

- It's a Louis Vuitton.

- Shut up!

I used to be a broker.

Can you f***ing believe it?

Wall Street!

- What the f***?

- Hey, it's just a gun.

Guns do not kill people.

People kills people!

Hey, you ever do crack?

Huh? No?

Crack kills people too.

Cocaine...

you can smoke it,

snort it, shoot it,

sprinkle it

on your Cocoa Puffs!

What's your poison, huh?

What's your poison?

Hey, you're not so hot.

You're not so hot.

Six years.

Six f***ing years!

Secret deposits,

offshore accounts,

real estate deals,

dealing with her.

I need a f***ing vacation!

Have you ever been to Fiji?

It's f***ing beautiful.

F***ing beautiful.

It's f***ing beautiful.

- Beautiful.

- Come on, man.

- Calm down.

- You shut the f*** up!

For f***'s sake.

What the f*** is wrong

with you people?

F***, I was talking!

Hey.

Come on, baby.

Relax.

- Relax.

- Sydney.

Yeah, okay, you cool?

Easy easy.

- This sh*t stinks.

- Too f***ing right.

Wait.

Is this what you

had in mind?

Is it?

Sal.

Take a breath.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

How you feeling?

- I'm good.

- You good?

Good. Then you calm

the f*** down.

I'm calm.

You know, your brother

had a saying...

"Being poor sucks,

but being dead,

that's just being dead,

isn't it?"

Remember?

So let's everybody

be really f***ing cool,

okay?

- F*** it.

- Anton!

Oh my God.

I thought he was waiting

for the bus. I was late.

He... he didn't

see it coming?

You never see it coming.

What's your name?

Charlie.

Charlie.

Well, Charlie,

what are you gonna do?

My guess is that your days

as a bus driver are over.

What do you think?

Say hello to Reggie

for me.

The line in the sand

Shows you the hand

that's drawn it

- And that's all right

- That's all right

Isn't that how

you planned it

From the very start?

From the very start

After the lines

are drawn

Now that you've crossed

that line

It's closing time

Time to settle

your tab

Creeping down

the alleyway

Like a wharf rat

Combing through

the disarray

It's insane that

you're hustling for a nickel

That cost you a dime

Ever since the day

that you crossed that line

The line in the sand

Shows you the hand

that's drawn it

- And that's all right

- That's all right

Isn't that how

you planned it

From the very start?

The line in the sand

Shows you the hand

that's drawn it

- And that's all right

- That's all right

Isn't that how

you planned it

From the very start?

Planned it

from the very start

The line in the sand

Shows you the hand

that's drawn it

And that's all right

Yeah, and that's

all right

That's all right.

I am not playing

These childish games

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