The Samaritan Page #5

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Messy b*tch.

F***ing b*tch!

You know, she probably

f***ing planned this all along,

just waiting for

the right moment to f*** me!

F***!

A woman is dead, Ethan,

yeah, and I'm gonna have

a f***ing big, long cry over it

once you tell me

how to fix this!

Well, we're not going to fix it.

This is a three-person grift.

Husband, wife, dealer.

Everything pivots on the catch.

No catch, no grift.

The mark arrives

in about three hours.

We're out of time.

You got to know someone

from back in the day.

I could call Gretchen,

but that finger

you chopped off her hand

might give away the fact

that she's not the coked-up

trophy wife

of a real estate developer.

F*** you!

You've done a pretty good job

of that already'

f***ing yourself too.

No.

We need the catch.

No goddamn way.

What? She's not smart enough'?

Pretty enough? Quick enough?

What's missing that Helena had'?

Not gonna happen.

Not your call, do I

have a choice here?

Or am I just supposed to go

whichever way the wind blows?

Yes,

of course you have a choice.

Split's 60/20/20.

That's $1.6 million for you.

What do you say?

- Yeah.

- It'll never work.

You know I can do it.

Or is it that I'd be

playing your wife?

Fair enough.

The mark would have to be

pretty stupid

to buy me as your wife,

but I could be your daughter,

the grift

calls for a cokehead wife

getting dirty behind

her husband's back, right?

But it could just as easily

be a wayward daughter

stuffing daddy's money

up her nose,

she's right.

Look, it's not

that you're not pretty enough,

quick enough, or smart enough'

it's just that you're not ready,

and we don't have time

to get you ready.

You don't know the turns.

You don'! Know the backups.

You don't know the gear'

make a mistake,

you can get all of us killed.

You know, there are things worse

than getting killed, foley.

I think you know that.

How much do you owe?

What'?

I want to know

how deep you're in this

that you're so willing

to commit suicide to get out.

Like your dad.

We can pull this off.

Ifs over.

I need this.

I can take my cut,

getaway from here-far away.

Don't you think I deserve that?

Come with me.

You know what, foley?

You want out?

Fine. Get the f*** out.

She stays.

Leave with me, right now.

Don'! Listen to him.

No, don't listen to me.

I'm only trying

to make us all f***ing rich!

I'm staying.

Everything I touch

turns to sh*t.

Why do you think that is?

Jesus.

I found him.

Yeah?

Daddy?

Help me.

What did you do?

Did you tell her'?

What did you tell her?

It's the grift.

What are you talking about'?

We started without you,

Xavier thinks that I've gone

to pick up iris'

millionaire daddy

to settle her big fat drug debt.

Hey, neither of us

were just gonna let you

walk away, foley.

This could be your masterpiece.

Wipe all those other clippings

off my wall.

The chances of this working

are slim to none'

Well, then those are the chances

of iris surviving the night.

If we don't do this,

he'll put a bullet in her,

I've seen him do it before

for a lot less.

Why are you doing this to me?

You know why.

I didn't want to kill

your father, Ethan.

I had no choice.

So then you're familiar

with this kind of predicament,

we're talking about

iris' life here,

now is your chance

to finally play daddy.

daddy,

suit up.

Thought you were gonna shave.

Nobody shaves at night.

A grift is all about

the details.

Here's daddy'

I'm sorry to say

your little angel

has got herself

into a bit of a bind.

Well, unfortunately

this isn't the first time.

How much does she owe you?

$250,000.

Bet you're loving this?

More proof you were right

to send me away.

I sent you away

for your own good.

But you just wanted me

out of the way.

You were never there for me.

When mom died, I had nothing,

nobody wanted me.

This?

This-what's happening here,

right now,

this is your doing!

And in your usual fashion,

you expect me

to pay for your mistakes!

Enough!

This is not

family f***ing therapy.

I want my money now,

please.

Help me.

Daddy, I need help.

My cell phone.

I didn't tell you

to do anything.

I'm sorry.

Had you planned on

cashing a check'?

I'm going to make

an electronic transfer.

So I'm supposed to give you,

what, my account information?

I don't want

your account information'

I don't want to know your name.

I don't want to know

a goddamn thing about you.

There.

I've just moved all the funds

out of one

of my offshore accounts,

except for $250,000.

I've deleted my pass code.

All you need to do

is enter yours.

You'll have full access

to the funds,

and you can transfer them

anywhere you want.

Yes, I need you to check

on immediate activity

in the Belize account.

Oh, yes, that's because

I don't care

what time it is there.

$250,000,

Are we done?

How much do you keep

in these offshore accounts?

That particular one,

I had a little under $3 million.

Any with more than 8?

Why?

I'd like you

to consider a new deal.

I have $8 million

that needs cleaning,

and it seems to me

you run

an excellent maid service,

now, before you decide-Vernon?

Would you get us a little taste?

This is going to be very nice.

Are you building a wine cellar'?

Yes.

Ll once bought a divorce house

because of the wine cellar.

The wife, who was selling,

took me down

because her

soon-to-be ex-husband's

unbelievable collection

was still there.

'59 lafite.

'61 haut-brion.

'45 brunello.

Absolutely stupendous.

And then my eye

catches the thermostat,

and I say to her, "I don't know

how to tell you this",

"but this cellar

should be at 55 degrees.

This one's turned up to 76."

And she looks at me

with a kind of squint in her eye

and, just ice-cold

she says, "I know."

Yes, I have a '61 lafite

I'm saving

for a special occasion,

it's on its final turn

and the top of the bottle

is going to be tired.

The rest is in the car,

what's going on here?

Watch and learn.

The usual channels

cost me a minimum of 30%,

that's $2.5 million.

This is 8, clean.

What if he tries to...

He won't try anything.

If he does,

we'll change his mind.

It occurs to me

that if you want my help

with your little problem,

it should be worth more to me

than just a return

of my $250,000.

- And your daughter.

- 15%.

And so we agree on 10.

I don't know.

My God!

What the f***

did you do that for'?

Thought you wanted

to change his mind.

Help me!

No, no, no, no.

The only way you can help

your daughter is to do the deal.

I have to get her to a hospital!

And so you shall

when the business is done.

Sit up. Sit up.

Put pressure on it. Hold it.

What do you want me to do?

The same as before.

You put some funds

into an account for me.

You lake your cash.

We never see each other again.

Do we have a deal?

Do we have a deal?

No.

No deal.

He can't make the deal

because he's not

a real estate developer.

He's a grifter, and

this is a con.

Which makes you the mark.

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