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how much you know...

...about the world

of real estate, baby.

A lot of us wear sneakers.

It's a fast-moving game,

you just got to be able to keep up.

Well, look, if you can't keep up,

I'm gonna have to step off.

Step off now.

It's cool, homey.

Just a minute, all right?

Yeah, so, if...

Hello? Hello, Tonya?

Man, what's up with that sh*t, man?

- I was almost in there.

In where?

In there, man.

You wouldn't know nothing about that,

so squash it.

You know...

...I am getting real tired of you

constantly abusing my friendship.

I try to do things for you

whenever I can.

And still, you pull stunts like this.

Like what?

Like what? Like using my office

as your own personal cafeteria.

- Suppose I had been with a client.

- But you weren't.

But suppose I was.

This place smells

like a fast-food explosion.

So open up a window

or something, man.

I came here to talk to you for a reason.

What now?

Training program, man.

- You was gonna hook me up.

- I did nothing of the sort.

You asked me about it,

I told you. Simple.

You said you was gonna help me.

Don't front on me like that.

Even if that was true, which it's not...

...they aren't accepting

any new trainees now.

That's bullshit. My boy Gary O'Hara

just made the cut.

Well, Gary went to St. John's University.

I went to school too.

Community college.

Not exactly the same thing.

This is bogus.

Why you illing like that?

Now, see? That is what

I am talking about.

"llling"?

What kind of word is that?

Look at the way you're dressed.

I work in the mailroom. What am I

supposed to wear, Armani suit?

No.

But you don't have to speak

and dress so...

So... How do I put this?

- Black?

- Well, yes, black.

You know what, G?

You are straight-up

whiter than the whitest white man.

I thought there was a bit of black

under that tired blue suit you got on.

I see what time it is with you now.

Thanks for nothing, Mr. Tinsdale.

Diedre on line one.

Hi.

Waymon, how could you

cancel lunch today?

I had something very important

to talk to you about.

Don't you love me?

Diedre, please. Of course I do.

I don't wanna fight with you now.

I had to take a very important client

to lunch.

More important than me, I suppose?

Well, yes. Today, I suppose he was.

All right.

I'll just forget you ever said that.

It's not important.

I know how obsessive you can be

about work.

All is forgiven.

We'll talk about it tomorrow

on the squash court.

Don't be late. Ciao, sweetie.

- Good night, Mr. Tinsdale.

- Oh, good night, Donna.

I don't know

where you know Natalie from...

...but you might as well keep

your miniature-ass dick in your pants...

...because the girl's too fly for you.

Wait. You know this girl? Bobby.

Pfft. Pencil dick.

Weenie roast.

Pig in a blanket. Mini-squirt.

Hey, look at Mitchell over there.

- Yeah.

- I hear he lost his job. His firm folded.

Oh, man. Another real-estate broker

bites the dust.

- That could be one of us.

- Not me.

I have Porsche payments to make.

- I told you not to buy that car now.

- I already have a mother.

Anyway, as soon as Drake hands me

that partnership, I'm set.

- You?

- Mm-hm.

Be serious. Tinsdale is the man.

Everybody knows that.

Yeah, everybody is wrong.

Our token black is not gonna use...

...affirmative action to get my job.

Whoa. I thought you and Waymon

were buddies.

What does that have to do

with anything?

I would just think

you'd be happy for him.

Not as happy as I'd be for me.

- Hey, guys.

- Waymon.

- We were just talking about you.

- How you doing?

- What took so long? You're late.

- Work. What else? I'm still not done.

I'm just here taking a quick break.

Uh, club soda with lime, please.

You shouldn't work so hard, Waymon.

You should find a nice little honey,

have some fun.

- I have one.

- Who, Diedre? I thought that was over.

Yeah, well...

...we decided to give it another try.

She must be a champ

between the sheets.

Hang tough, Mitch. Wow.

You know, his mistake was buying

all of that property up in Harlem.

I tried to tell him that

gentrification sh*t was just a pipe dream.

I mean, even Waymon wouldn't

be caught dead in that wasteland.

Isn't that right, Waymon?

Hey, don't be stupid.

Waymon probably grew up there, right?

I don't think Waymon's

ever even been to Harlem.

You ever been to Harlem, Waymon?

You...

I gotta get back to work.

You guys take it easy.

See you.

What the hell are you doing here?

- Me?

- You.

I don't see

anyone else here stealing.

- What you talking about, stealing?

- I'm talking about these.

Don't you know I have to account

for every piece of paper...

...every envelope,

every damn paper clip in here?

It's my responsibility

to see that thieves like you...

...don't nickel-and-dime this place

out of business.

I wouldn't be bragging on no sh*t

if I were you.

Mother... What? That's it. You're fired.

You're finished. Get out.

What's going on in here?

Uh, nothing for you to concern

yourself with, Mr. Tinsdale.

Well, I am concerned.

I caught him red-handed,

stealing company property.

What property?

These.

- These are mine.

- Yours?

- What?

- They're mine.

Well, actually,

a client of mine's.

Bobby was doing me a favor,

weren't you?

Yeah, yeah. I thought you had

cleared that with Mr. Taylor.

Yeah, I don't appreciate that, man.

You almost got me fired.

I'm down here trying to do business for you.

You know what I'm saying?

You got me in a limbo.

You put my sh*t in jeopardy.

I said, I was sorry. Drop it.

I apologize, Monroe.

This won't happen again.

I am not taking the fall

for any shady goings-on.

Good night.

So, what brings you down here?

Slumming or what?

Bobby, this girl on the flyer,

you know her?

Yeah, I know her. So, what about it?

Well, she was in this restaurant,

I was having lunch...

...and she dropped this photograph.

And I'd like to return it.

This about Natalie?

This should be about the way

you dissed me.

Come on, Bobby,

I made a mistake in judgment, okay?

I'm sorry.

I was wrong not to at least listen.

Yeah, okay. But I'm gonna tell you now.

She ain't gonna be interested

in no square, blockheaded nigga like you.

Later.

Bobby.

Just tell me where to find her.

Yeah, keep dreaming.

Besides, what's in it for me?

- A promotion.

- I heard that before.

Not from a partner, you haven't.

Partner?

You introduce me to Natalie...

...and start dressing like

you're going to work and not to a party...

...and I'll put you

into the training program.

Deal?

Yeah, deal.

Yeah.

Sh*t. I'm late.

Concentrate.

I'm not playing anymore.

Not until I find out

what is going on here.

I'll tell you what's going on here.

Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

Waymon, you're throwing us

completely off schedule.

I was half an hour late. Shoot me.

Don't tempt me.

I'm not talking about today, stupid.

I'm talking about every day.

Stupid?

Waymon, if we don't start investing

some quality time into this relationship...

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