The Set Up Page #3

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Hey man, the war is over.

Didn't you hear?

Depends on which war

you're talking about.

How much you need?

Oh yeah.

I can handle that.

So how you been, Sonny?

Hey, surviving.

What's up

with this motherf***er, man?

- That's business.

- Yeah, I can dig it.

I can smell that weed

from over here, man.

Ooh, this is that fire.

Now we call this

that snake weed.

Got a partner, man,

he runs an exotic pet store--

Hey, motherf***er.

What are you doing?

This ain't goddamn

"Duck Hunt."

Relax. I can handle

a f***ing gun.

I'm quite sure

you can handle a gun.

But I just spent $2,000

getting them triggers dialed up.

He's your boy, huh?

Anyway, man, he puts the weed

inside of boa constrictors.

- And customs don't check it?

- There ain't nobody dumb enough

to put their hand down

no goddamn snake's throat.

They're too cheap for the X-rays.

So they just wave them

motherfuckers on through.

Holy sh*t!

- Oh sh*t.

- This is bad, man.

- Get a towel.

- What?

- Get a towel.

- Why, man?

This motherf***er's dead.

- The f***ing guns is loaded?

- Man, do you keep a car in the garage

without no gas in it?

You heard me, right?

I told this motherf***er.

I said do not touch the guns.

But he wanted to be the goddamn

Lone Ranger and start f***ing with sh*t.

I am not going down

for this sh*t.

Get me something

to wrap him up in.

I got two strikes.

This ain't gonna be my third.

- Get me something to wrap him up in.

- Sh*t, where are we gonna take him?

- I know a guy.

- Is he far?

Motherf***er, you got

something better to do?

No no no. You're right.

- Sh*t.

- Okay.

Okay. Man, you ought

to ashamed of yourself

bringing this crazy white man

to my motherfucking house.

- You know that?

- Help me turn him over.

- Oh sh*t.

- Oh sh*t.

- All right.

- Help me pick him up.

I ain't f***ing with you

no more, Sonny.

I am not f***ing with you no more.

One, two, three.

- Oh.

- Oh sh*t.

Damn.

All right, all right.

Hold on. All right.

What the hell were you

feeding this man?

Right, where are the keys?

He's got the keys.

He got the keys?

Well, you get 'em.

I ain't touching him.

Getting my gun.

Don't shoot your dick off,

motherf***er.

Okay.

You know I got

some nosy-ass neighbors.

All right.

Hey, Sonny man.

Look, bro, you're my boy.

All right?

Love you, man. But don't come

around here no more, all right?

Bad for business, man.

Hey, you're early.

The suits are still here.

- Come around the side in a mo.

- Okay.

All right?

Grab his legs.

Help me get him undressed.

He's a big boy, isn't he?

What are we gonna

do with his clothes?

Oh, there's a furnace

in the back.

Hmm.

All right.

All right.

Yeah, bring the bin

a bit closer.

There we go.

Right.

Did you know there's 207 bones

in the human body?

And 27 of those are in the cranium.

Now the average cranial capacity

of modern man-- hit it, would you?

--is 1200cc.

And the average cranial capacity

of Neanderthal man

is 1800cc.

I was just thinking

how fascinating

that a creature that we think

is a primitive caveman

actually had 27% more brains

than anyone alive today.

As I listened

to the butcher rambling on

it hit me--

Vince set up the score.

So the driver must have

been in on it.

If I found her,

I'd be that much closer to him.

As for Petey, well...

let's just say there's a reason

I'll never eat a hamburger again.

Drive around the block.

Okay.

Okay. Okay, please.

Please take it easy.

This is far enough.

Pull over.

Please don't hurt me.

Shut it off.

- Okay.

- What's your name?

Mia.

You recognize me?

No, I'm sorry.

I don't. Should I?

An Iranian diamond broker got jacked

on the corner of 6th and Santa Fe.

Yeah, that's right.

I didn't get my share.

Where is he?

The blonde guy? I swear

I have not seen him since then.

L-- I met him

through some friends.

He offered me $5,000

to take this guy to a spot.

- Bullshit.

- No no no no.

I swear to God.

I'm telling you the truth.

You have to believe me.

I did not know that my client

was gonna get hurt.

He promised me that

that wasn't going to happen.

I swear to God I'm telling you

the truth. You have to believe me.

Please, believe me.

- Mia.

- Yes?

For your sake I hope

you're telling the truth.

Oh God.

Gotcha.

Whoa whoa whoa

whoa whoa.

There's no money

in the house.

Vincent Long, you know him?

No, I've never heard of him.

Okay, yeah, I know him.

Sit your ass down.

Let's start with who you are.

I'm Russell.

I work for

the diamond exchange.

Your friend came to me, asked me if

I could move $5 million in uncut stones.

He brought 'em, I paid him.

Done deal.

Everybody got their share.

Not everybody.

Well, obviously.

- What's the girl's angle?

- Mia?

She's my girlfriend.

We needed a driver

who wouldn't freak out.

So we planted her

at the car service.

Look, I can't help you.

I move diamonds.

That's all I do.

People don't get their share,

some guy gets clipped,

it's not my f***ing problem.

Hey, whoa, hey!

- Dave Hall.

- What?

Say it, Dave Hall.

Say it, God damn it.

- Dave Hall.

- Dave Hall! Dave Hall.

That wasn't just

anybody who got clipped.

That was my long-time

friend Dave Hall.

Hey hey, I can help you

get Vince.

- Yeah?

- Yeah, it won't be easy.

He's got a place

he hangs out over on 3rd.

Couple of guys, tough--

real stone killers.

Now when you see him

you to give him a message.

Tell him his old friend from high school

is looking for him.

Oh, you're kidding me.

You're kidding me, right?

Really?

- Put your arms down. Come around here.

- Unbelievable.

So what are you gonna

do about this guy?

What, no hello?

That's f***ing rude.

Oh, I'm sorry. Hello.

Now what the f*** are you

gonna do about this guy?

He came to my house

last night, Vince.

My house.

This is your f*** up.

This was your end of the deal.

- My end?

- Yes.

Now take care of it.

What did you tell him?

What do you mean?

I mean what

did you tell him?

Uh, how about not a goddamn thing?

What are you talking about?

Russell, I know how weak you are,

so just tell me what you told him.

I didn't-- I didn't say--

I didn't say anything.

You're still alive.

That means you

told him something.

Now I want to know

what the f*** it was.

Okay, you know what?

Yes.

I told you

from the beginning

there could be

no loose ends, Vince.

You needed money.

I told you how to get it.

Somewhere along the line

you f***ed up.

These were your friends.

You should have handled it.

Get that sh*t

out of here, Markus.

I-I can't believe

we're related.

I f***ed this guy for months

to make this deal happen.

I never did like

the idea of you f***ing him.

You know what

we had to do, Vince.

Now what about Sonny?

I'm gonna handle it.

How did he look?

How the f*** do you think he looked?

He looked pissed off.

I hope you know

what you're doing, Vince.

- Mr. B.

- Yeah, Tony?

You know, one of the greatest

pleasures of my life

is eating my breakfast

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