Strictly Business Page #7

I wanted to apologize for what happened.

I'm really sorry.

You should be.

I never ever wanted to hurt you.

Natalie, I just want another chance.

I need you.

I hope he brought his kneepads.

I'm on my knees. I'm begging.

Get up. Somebody might see you.

I don't care who sees me.

Come on, get up.

Not until you say yes.

Yes. Get up.

What's up, man?

I thought we was going for a ride.

Hey, I got something I want you to see.

Come on.

It's great. It's great.

You're gonna love it.

Yo, Bobby.

- Hey, Nat.

Man, you went out, man.

I can't believe my boy went out

like that.

Oh, hardwood floors.

Yes.

But it's bigger than hardwood floors.

This is really big.

You gotta get ready.

It's bigger than gigantic.

Gigantic.

- This is the biggest thing. It is so big.

- One, two, three, surprise!

- One, two, three, surprise!

What do you think?

Well...

...I think it's great.

- But what is it?

- What is it?

It's what you've always wanted.

It's your own club.

The Halloran brothers agreed to put up

all the money.

If you do the work,

they split the profits with you fifty-fifty.

What do you say?

I say yes.

It's all in a day's work, babydoll.

Me and Waymon hooked it up.

It's a business-type thing,

you know?

Start getting busy on the business side,

ain't nothing we can't do.

Start getting busy.

Excuse...

Yo, I did some sh*t too.

There you go. Okay.

That's what I'm talking about.

- Hey.

- Man, come on.

Good night, Mr. Tinsdale.

Hey, man. You still working?

We're going to be late.

Hey, business first, right?

I like the way you think.

- You ready for this?

- Hey, I was born ready.

You were born ready. Is that right?

- Yeah.

Speaking of ready,

you seen Drake's new secretary?

I already closed that deal.

- Yeah, well, she told me.

- I think it's the suit.

- No, I think it's the paycheck.

- Good night, Donna.

- Good night, Mr. Tinsdale. Mr. Johnson.

See you.

Whoa! Are you ready for this?

Ain't nothing to it,

but to do it, brother.

- Let's go.

- Time to party.

Hey, hey, what's happening, man?

Okay.

- What's up, chill?

- My man.

Hey, how you living?

All right. All right.

I see you.

Looking good.

Now, don't forget. Don't forget.

Hey, my man. My man, my man.

You know, we gotta talk.

I'll be back.

- Hi, baby.

- Hey.

- I'm glad you came.

- All right.

- You're gorgeous.

- Thank you.

You don't look too bad yourself.

Excuse me.

- Excuse me.

- Pardon, please.

- Excuse me.

- Pardon me.

- Pardon me.

- Excuse me.

And what is so damn funny?

Let us in.

- This ain't for you, all right?

- The nerve.

I demand to see somebody in charge.

Oh, man, perfect timing.

These ladies wanna talk to you.

Aha. Ah!

If it isn't

Teenage Mutant Negro Chicken Legs.

- Taxi. Oh, excuse us.

- Excuse us.

Damn, she could Hula-Hoop

with a damn Cheerio, couldn't she?

That's right, get out of here. See you.

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