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a misunderstanding.

Or perhaps your boss

is trying to send me a message.

Um...

I'd be happy to let him know

that you're unhappy.

Why don't I take care

of your tab for the evening, huh?

It'd be my pleasure.

Here. You know what?

Thank you. It's very generous.

I will let Ivan know

about this misunderstanding.

Okay.

You think you can buy me

with some cheap whores

like some f***ing congressman?

Tell your puto gringo boss

I'm sending a message.

Ivan!

Block!

Did you get in a fight

with your kid sister?

Funny guy. Where is he?

Richie, you were just a little

too good-looking for this racket.

Why did you short him?

I didn't short him.

It's an ongoing negotiation.

Then you got more than

an ongoing negotiation.

You have a f***ing problem.

Did he take the money?

Yeah, he took it.

Then what's the f***ing problem, Richie?

I mean, it's the gambling business

in Costa Rica.

Occasionally, you get punched in the face.

You let me walk right into it, Ivan.

This is your job. You understand?

If you want a safer job,

go work for the post office.

You want a clear conscience?

Go start a charity.

But if you want your own f***ing island

and your boss says

you gotta go out there and take a beating,

go out there, take it,

come back to work and say,

"Do you need me to do it again?"

Because right now,

I am giving you the keys to the kingdom.

How did you know

I'd even make it out of there alive?

How did you know?

Because you're a winner.

Because I believe in you.

And you got hurt. I'm sorry.

But if I'm telling the

truth, I'd do it again.

What the f*** you looking at?

Did you see this coming?

Six months ago, Herrera wouldn't

have touched anyone I know.

And six weeks from now, that could be me.

Or it could be you.

We're moving up the timetable.

Okay?

When the wrong card hits the board,

you can go from a great hand

to one that can't win.

And if you're smart enough,

you get out while you can.

Hey, what's going on?

What is the...

What the f***?

Hello.

You have been selected

because of suspicion of drugs.

I don't have any drugs.

We'll see.

"We'll see"? I don't

have any f***ing drugs!

I think the lab is going to test positive

for Mexican Brown.

That's not f***ing mine.

Tar heroin.

Come on, man. You planted that!

Pasaporte, United States, huh?

You're not going to need this anymore.

Oh, Richie, Richie, Richie.

You're making me look bad.

Shavers, look, I believe you.

Everything you said about Block

is true, okay?

I'm trying to go home.

You can't go home now.

Now that the fun's starting.

Especially not without your passport.

And I know you can't go home now

that the sergeant has his hands on you.

He's been a bad boy.

Now, Richie, this is what

I'm willing to do for you, man.

So I'll talk to the sergeant

and have him wipe the slate clean.

You'll never know this happened.

How about that?

You want me to do that for you, huh?

Sergeant, can you do that?

See that? Look at that smile on his face.

See, that's the problem, Richie.

I keep f***ing doing for you,

so when are you gonna do for me?

When's it gonna be my turn?

When's it going to be our turn?

What are you,

the only guy here not on Block's payroll?

- All right!

- F***, man!

Why don't you just f***ing arrest him?

You guys don't have

jurisdictional issues like the FBI!

But if I walk him into a station house

or a courtroom,

what do you think he's going to do, huh?

He's going to buy the judge a steak dinner

and I don't have a job!

All you got to do is help us

and all this goes away.

Otherwise, you better

brush up on your prison Spanish

because they don't take too kind

to gringo drug dealers down here.

Richie. Jesus,

where the hell you been, man?

What the f*** happened to your face?

Nothing. What did you want to show me?

All right.

So they got me running

these credit card security protocols.

And I get in there, into the code,

and I decide to freelance around

a little bit, right?

So, I find there's nothing

in the individual players' accounts.

What do you mean, "nothing"?

Nothing. Practically drained, dude.

They keep enough in there

to cover the floats.

So if any given player wanted to cash out,

the software would

find the money and then pay him off.

In the meantime, Block's just using

everybody else's funds as his own.

Wait. So, what are you saying?

This whole f***ing thing is a Ponzi scheme.

Hey, Richie!

Block's upstairs. He wants to see you.

All right.

Hey.

Come on in, Richie. Have a seat.

So, Richie, here's the thing.

People often make poor decisions

when they're desperate.

You know what I mean?

No.

What do you mean?

Let's say you're being charged by a bear.

You're supposed to stand still.

Most people run

and they end up getting killed.

It's understandable, right?

Let me show you something.

I really have Wilson to thank for this.

He don't look like much, but he's a dog

with a bone when he gets an assignment.

This is some surveillance

footage he dug up.

Would you look at that?

Take a few years off him and the old guy

really does look like you, doesn't he?

This is the Trop in AC.

If I wasn't your friend,

I'd say your dad was a deadbeat.

There isn't a casino,

a bookmaker, or shylock

from Vegas to New York

that the old man isn't into

for some serious wood.

You owe money like that,

you get a reputation.

That's how I knew how to find him.

And now hopefully

we can get him some help.

And get you some help, too.

This is my favorite part, right here.

Look at this.

That isn't just card counting,

that's passing a bobo.

Turns out, the old man's been kiting

counterfeit bills from Tunica to Nevada.

They were about to arrest him

before I grabbed him up.

In fact, I have him over

at the intercontinental Hotel,

just down the street.

Here's the thing, Richie.

Your dad owes $187,000

to some guys that don't f*** around.

But you're my man,

and you took some hits for me.

And I don't forget that.

So this is what I did. I bought the debt.

I own the paper on your father.

The only person

who can do anything to him now

is me.

Which is good news, because I would

never do anything like that.

I hold the debt, your dad stays healthy,

and we can all go back

to exactly how it was.

Okay?

Yeah, thank you.

I appreciate it.

Richie?

Uh, come in.

Sit.

See this?

What do you think?

This is where they put me.

It's a real soft spot, huh?

It's real nice, Dad.

Yeah, it reminds me of that suite

we were comped in Atlantic City once

when you were a kid.

Are you talking about the time

you left me all alone in the hotel room

while you were at the casino?

Look, Rich, you know,

I wish I had a time machine,

I'd go back and I'd fix everything,

but I don't.

We're here now.

And where do you think "here" is? Huh?

Paradise?

Well, you know,

it kind of looks that way to me.

Let's go out on the balcony.

Check out the view.

Look, I know where I am, all right?

And I knew exactly what was happening

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