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Whoo!

Seventy-five thousand dollars a piece.

That's a lot of money.

I'm rich! Aah!

Ooh, look at all of this, okay.

Look, this is what we do.

We're gonna keep scrubbing floors...

...like we been doing, nothing's changed.

We're get Jajuan.

And in three days we are out of here!

I'm gonna miss y'all.

- Oh, T.T.

- Oh, T.T.

What happened? What'd she do?

Girl, you coming with us.

I got money. Ha, ha.

Hey, Waller. WALLER: Yeah?

- Run the CD's from the garage?

- They're clean.

Give these a try.

- Right.

- It's all connected.

All right, we'll get these dusted now.

Damn.

Cleo, how come we putting

all the money here instead of at home?

If the police track us

that's the first place they gonna look.

- Oh. Okay.

- All right?

All right.

Stony, I'm substituting for my boss tonight

at a cocktail party...

...for the National Association of Bankers

at the Biltmore.

And I'd like you to accompany me.

- Aah! Damn it.

- Hey.

That would be really nice.

Great. Well, listen, be here early.

Don't know what time the limo's coming

since you won't let me pick you up.

Limo?

Yeah, black tie, limo, 6:00.

I'll see you then.

Y'all are real rude.

I know you heard me on the phone.

What phone?

Hey.

Do you like it?

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, you look great.

No, you don't.

No, it's... it's colorful.

Colorful?

We're late. I'll be right back.

Great, Frankie,

I look like a box of crayons.

Stony, could you get that for me?

Yeah, can I help you?

You know, sir, a blue Lexus

was stolen from the garage this afternoon...

...from the space next to yours.

We wondered if you saw or heard it.

No, no, I just got home myself.

- Okay, thanks. Sorry to bother you.

- Not a problem, not a problem.

Are you okay?

I just don't like cops after what happened

with my brother, that's all.

All right, well, listen, car will be right here,

make yourself at home.

So you like?

It's real nice.

You got a bar, you got crystal.

Stony, we've been spending time

together lately. It's been nice.

We've been real straight forward

with one another and honest.

But I have lied about one thing.

What have you lied about?

Let's take a little detour.

Alex, do me a favor.

Change of plans.

Take a right at the next light.

And I'll tell you from there.

- It's good to see you.

- Fantastic. How are you?

Shall we go?

Hello.

You're doing great, lady.

- Enjoy yourself tonight.

- Okay.

- Champagne?

- Yes, thank you.

Thank you.

Are you nervous?

- Yes.

- Don't be.

You are the most beautiful lady in the room,

don't you ever forget that.

Keith, hey.

- Hey, Nigel.

- How you doing?

- Good. Patrice.

- Hey, Keith.

Thank God you are here.

I was getting sick and tired

of making banter with Rossman all night.

Yeah.

- Hello, I'm Nigel.

- Hi.

You are Miss New Account.

Keith, your follow-up, it's impressive.

I have taught Keith everything

he knows about banking.

- Nigel, Patrice, I'd like you to meet my...

- Lady.

- Lady. Stony.

- Hi, I'm Patrice.

- Nigel, nice to meet you.

- Stony.

There are some heavy hitters here.

- Michigawa from Sanwa.

- I saw Strolman from Citibank over there.

Check this, if a terrorist

were to come and blow this place...

...the banking systems of Japan, Europe

and the United States would never recover.

- Right.

- I thought a roomful of dead bankers...

...meant that, uh, the world

would be a better place. Ha, ha.

- Yeah. My wife.

- Yeah.

So, uh, Stony, are you in banking also?

- No.

- Yes, in a way.

Wells Fargo, B of A, Chemical?

Well, I prefer to create

my own personalized portfolio...

...which reflect an original diverse taste

in funding sources.

Well.

Always got me into trouble,

always raiding the sororities.

Yeah, he hadn't grown up

but we're working on him.

Right.

He seems like a nice guy.

No, he's terrible.

- I hate him.

- Ha, ha.

He's a good guy.

I want you to know...

...that this is one of the best nights

of my life.

I've never felt so special.

Do you feel free now?

Well, for now, but it's not my life.

I'm just borrowing from pieces of yours.

Borrowing's not such a bad thing.

As long as you return the favor.

Look at all your friends.

They all own banks.

Where I'm from,

you're lucky to have a bank account.

I just wanna get out of here.

Have you ever felt like that?

Like you just wanted to get up and go

and move forward and you can't?

Baby, you don't have to go anywhere.

Stay with me.

For a little while.

And then you decide

if you wanna stick around.

You think about it.

Okay?

Your fine self.

You crazy.

Hi, I'm, uh, Pete Rodney.

I'm taking over for Luther.

Where's Luther?

He ain't cleaning this building no more.

He got out of the business.

You gotta be...

- Hi.

- How you doing?

Oh.

This motherf***er

better not have touched that money.

Rip it!

Come on, come on.

- It's gone.

- This mother...

Kill this motherf***er, come on.

Yo, Sam, you got company.

Hey, um, Sam, you seen Luther?

Yeah, Luther came by here earlier.

Looked like he came upon some dollars,

you know.

Had his sh*t all permed up.

Why, what's up?

We got twisted, man.

Our money and your interest.

Oh.

That's why that fool was acting crazy.

See, now you're f***ing

with my money though.

But I know where he at.

He at a hotel over there on 55th.

Fifty-fifth and 9th.

- Yeah.

- Thanks.

Got a little something for that ass, baby.

- Climb out the p*ssy for a minute.

- Aah!

- Oh, God. WOMAN: What are you...?

Find it.

Go around this room.

Tear it up if you have to.

Think you slick, huh? Check her stuff too.

You slick, right?

You better be here

for a good goddamn reason.

Oh, my money is a good goddamn reason.

Now, where is it?

- Money? What you talking about, money?

- I'm gonna ask you one more time.

Just one more time. Where's my money?

I told you,

I don't know nothing about no money.

You don't know what I'm talking about?

You don't know...

What the f*** is this, huh?

Look at this sh*t.

Watches and Cristal and sh*t you done

bought with my motherfucking money.

Oh, let's see what you got here.

What is this?

My money.

All right, bro.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Luther?

Oh, f***.

Oh, no.

Alissa Lions, 483 Moorpark.

You didn't see none of this, right?

- Right? ALISSA:
Right.

All right,

it's a little f***ing insurance, baby.

Just a little insurance.

Now, where did Luther hide that money?

- I don't know.

- Where's the money?

- I don't know.

- Don't give me that!

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