The Drop Page #5
So can I shack up with you tonight
Not with me, but I know a place.
All right?
Got cable?
- Motherf***er, what?
- You know, cable.
F*** you.
You have to get behind it!
Slam it with two hands!
Here you are.
Good night.
Good night.
I got that.
Bob?
Thanks.
For what?
Good night.
Sorry I was so long.
I didn't take you with me.
You want a Chewie?
Here.
There you go. For you.
- Mind if I sit down?
- No, have a seat.
What's up?
I was wondering
why you don't like my cousin.
He took my dog.
He didn't take your dog.
You beat the crap out of it
and put it in a trash can.
I felt bad about it.
That count?
Yeah.
Okay, good.
And now you want it back.
What kind of question is that?
I don't know what I want.
I don't know.
But I don't want him walking around
thinking he's the sh*t.
He needs to learn.
Learn what?
That he shouldn't have f***ed with me.
Are you f***ing with me?
Me? No, no.
I'm too old for that sh*t. I come in peace.
Why is that? Is there a war?
Not that I know of.
Good.
In the bar the other night,
you made my cousin nervous.
You don't see that often.
I think there's a way
you and I can sort that out...
...and both be happy.
Look at you. You're looking good.
Eric deeds' psych file.
You got three minutes to read it.
There better be no grease on those fingers.
Well, I'll be damned.
Like you f***ing weren't already?
What? Not what you were expecting?
My file?
Yeah.
You know what you're gonna do?
You got to give me 10.
Ten grand. By tomorrow morning.
- Who's got $10,000?
- Come on.
Listen. You want the dog,
you give me 10. Simple.
Listen here, pal. You can't walk into
people's lives and expect them to...
listen, listen. Take it easy. Listen to me.
That is life. That's what it is.
People like me coming along
when you're not looking.
Just get my money, 10:00 A.M.,
your place, okay?
And if you don't get it,
I'll go to the cops and get my dog back.
Simple. And then I'll forget
to feed it for a while.
And then when the dog
...I'll beat his f***ing head with a rock.
All right? You picture that.
Yeah.
Remember what I did to Richie Whelan.
Yep.
And I had a partner back then.
I still have him.
You okay?
Okay. It was good to see you.
- Bobby, how's it going?
- Good. You?
Good.
What's happening?
I thought you took early retirement.
What can you do?
I'll do another year or two.
Hope the phlebitis don't get too bad.
See how I feel. Marv?
I'm heading out to work.
- Good day, dot.
- You, too!
Are you going to eat something?
Yeah.
Okay.
Biggest day in the world tomorrow,
I can't get you on the phone.
Yeah. I forgot to tell
you, I don't feel good...
...so I'm not coming in.
Call the Bartemps.
I did already.
Super bowl. We always use them.
- So what do you need me for?
- I don't.
But...
...you're blowing off
the biggest tip day of the year.
What, I work for tips now?
You ever go to the front of the bar...
...and look at the sign on the bar?
Whose name is on it?
That's my name.
'Cause I used to own it once.
Yeah, you been playing that flute
a long time now.
And you've been awfully fresh since...
...you got that dog
that you mistake for a kid.
Marv, you can't redo it.
All right? They pressed, you blinked.
It's done. It's over.
It's been over for a while now.
Well, I'm not the guy who wasted
his entire life waiting for it to start.
I did that?
At least I had something once.
I was respected. I was feared.
When I walked into a place, people sat up.
They sat up straight. They noticed.
What'd you ever have?
And the f***ing bar stool
you put that old biddy at.
You don't think I don't know
that you did it on purpose?
That was my stool and nobody sat on that
stool because it was cousin Marv's stool.
And that meant something.
That meant something!
But it didn't.
Ever.
It was just a stool.
Are you doing something desperate?
Again?
Marv?
Are you doing something
that maybe we can't clean up this time?
I told you, I don't feel good.
So why don't you get the f*** out of here?
Really.
Good-bye, Marv.
I hope you feel better soon.
Don't forget to eat something.
The body of Christ.
The body of Christ.
The body of Christ.
The body of Christ.
The body of Christ.
Should we go?
Let's move out.
Rocco, I'll have to lock you down in a sec.
We have a long day.
Hey, Didi, how you doing?
I got to... I got to talk to you.
I want to take you someplace tonight.
It's a lot of fun.
Then we're out of here.
Hi. How you doing?
What do you want?
I don't want you here. Please leave.
No, listen to me.
Sit down and listen to me, okay?
I want you to go. This is my home.
I'm not your girl anymore.
I want you to leave.
Come on, take a seat. Come on.
Don't play that sh*t. Sit down.
You look good, by the way.
We're going somewhere tonight.
It's gonna be a lot of fun.
And after that, we're out of here.
I want you to go. Please.
You're going to go.
And make yourself pretty, all right?
Good to see you, man.
- Where you been?
- I came back to see you, Jimmy.
He said, I'm coming right back for you.
Ladies and gentlemen,
please rise and remove your hats...
the singing of our national anthem.
Two dos equis, three amstel, two shots
of Jack and a Dewar's on the rocks.
- You hear that, Rardy?
- Coming up.
Hey, Bob?
Bob?
Bob!
Can I get two more Heineken on 1-3?
Rardy? Two more Heineken.
- White wine, right?
- Yeah.
Can you get me a stoli rocks
and a house chard for the lady?
I didn't see you this morning.
Yeah, so what?
So you don't want the money?
- You bring it?
- What?
Did you bring the money?
You strike me as
- Two Stella and an amstel.
- Sure.
Rardy, two amstels and a Stella.
Why is she here?
She's my girl.
Give me that piece of paper
and you get the money.
What paper?
The microchip and the license,
like we agreed.
Why would I do that?
Because that's why I'm paying you
the money. That's the deal.
That's a deal. Hold on a second.
You can keep the change. Keep the change.
Two stellas and one amstel.
What's up? Wait a minute.
I can't talk right now. Wait a second.
Here you go.
What's that noise? Where are you?
I'm at the place. Your place.
The bar?
Why the f*** you show up so early?
This was simple. You show up at the
designated time, do the thing and leave.
I know what he seems like,
but I sh*t you not, do not f*** with him.
Stay away from him. He already thinks
you want to kill him over some f***ing dog.
Just stay in the back.
Yeah, I got it.
And you're in a bar. Don't drink too much.
I'll see you at 2:00, you f***ing idiot.
What an amazing game!
Twenty-seven to 23, your final score!
- Are you with him?
- No.
So why are you here?
- What were you talking about?
- I told you, nothing.
Bob.
Yeah, we do.
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