War Dogs Page #8
rounds of ammunition.
Understood. But how many actual crates?
We have 68,520 crates.
I've seen it.
It's f***ing crazy.
Done.
So 50 men, eight weeks.
I can do it for $100,000.
100,000 U.S. dollars?
Yeah.
- Give us a second.
- Yeah. One second, please.
Okay. I'm going to talk very seriously.
It was hard not to laugh.
I mean, not only was this guy
saving the entire deal,
but by repacking all the ammo
we would increase our profit margin
by almost $3 million.
Where should we get dinner tonight?
There's this place by the hotel.
It's pretty good.
Okay. All right, go ahead.
Okay, deal.
It was even better than we thought.
We were trading heavy wooden crates
Eight ounce tins for plastic bags.
By repacking the ammo,
we would lighten our overall load
by 180 tons.
180 f***ing tons!
using lighter planes burning less fuel.
Which all added up to more money for us.
On December 8th, 2007,
AEY delivered the first 5 million rounds
to the Afghan army.
It went off without a hitch.
Come on, just say it once, sweetie.
Come on.
Say "dada." Say "dada."
We really have to go, David.
No, hey, five more minutes,
please? Please?
We're about to eat. My mom's waiting.
Ella, wave goodbye to Daddy. Hmm.
Bye-bye, Ella.
Merry Christmas. I love you.
Hey, can you give her to your mom
so that we can talk for a minute?
I'm sorry, David.
We'll call you in a couple days. Okay?
Bye.
Hey, this is David.
Bro, you want to hear
something totally f***ed up?
Merry Christmas, Efraim.
It's Christmas?
That's why nobody's here.
I was about to fire the entire office.
Anyway, when I was over there,
I was talking to our boy, Bashkim.
Did you know his uncle
works at the Albanian defense ministry?
No, I didn't know that.
Well, he does.
So I said, "You know what would be
interesting to me, Bashkim?
"I'd be curious to know what Henry
is paying the Albanians for the AK ammo."
Efraim?
Do you know what he found out?
That motherf***er is paying
two and a half cents a round.
He's charging us a 400% markup!
Yeah. So what? We do the same thing.
Yeah, but this is our contract.
And we almost lost it because of him
and his Chinese f***ing bullets.
But we didn't lose it.
That's not the point!
I want to figure out a way
to cut this cocksucker out of the deal.
Efraim, stop.
No, listen to me.
I'm serious, man.
We're making money, okay?
He's making money,
the whole thing is f***ing working.
Don't mess with it.
I don't give a f***. He's ripping us off!
Look, I'm serious, okay?
I'm going to be on the next flight
out of here if you pull that sh*t.
Whoa. Bro, you don't have to threaten me.
All right? I'm your partner.
Yeah, it doesn't always feel like that.
I found this deal. And I'm over here
doing all the work and you're in Miami
trying to sabotage it.
How am I sabotaging it?
By trying to f*** over Henry,
the way you f*** over everybody else.
You're right. Henry's our partner.
He's the reason we got this deal.
I was just looking out for us
and I took it too far.
Don't sweat it, bro. I'll leave it alone.
Thank you.
We can't push our luck
with this sh*t, man.
All right, I'll talk to you soon. Bye.
Whoa. What the f***? Hey.
F***! Stop.
Stop! I don't understand!
Do you understand now?
Yeah. Yes.
Did you really think
you could cut me out of my own deal?
Please.
F***.
F***.
David, we need to talk.
Now's not a good time.
I have not been paid yet.
What do you mean? Like for the month?
Ever.
You haven't been paid anything?
Your partner doesn't return phone calls.
My guys need to be paid.
They are going to stop work.
David, I know the real reason
that you want ammunition repacked.
Okay, look, Enver. Listen to me.
I gotta fly to Miami right now.
I'll be back in a week.
But I promise you,
I'm going do when I land
is make sure
you get your money wired, okay?
Okay.
David.
Airport, let's go.
David.
Look, I'm late for a flight.
I'll be back next week.
She said her husband
didn't come home last night.
Okay, what do you want me to do?
She's very worried. It is not like him.
Tell her I don't know her husband.
Who's your husband?
Bashkim.
No one ever heard
from Bashkim again.
He just fell off the planet.
I was done with Albania.
Hi.
Hey.
The reason I went to Albania
was to repackage Chinese ammunition
and sell it to the U.S. government.
That sounds illegal.
It is. But I'm done.
I swear, no matter what happens
for the rest of my life
I'm never going to lie to you again.
Mmm-hmm.
I love you so much, Iz.
What happened to your nose?
I was kidnapped by Albanian gangsters.
- I think it's broken.
- Oh, my God.
Is that okay?
Yes.
It was always okay.
Hey, you're back.
Whoa!
Bro, what are you doing back?
What happened to your face?
That's everything that's been delivered
on the Afghan deal.
I want my cut. I'm out.
What are you talking about?
He put a f***ing gun to my head, man.
Who, Henry?
You said that you were going
to leave it alone.
Oh, f***.
I f***ed up.
I'm done, Efraim.
Look, you don't have to go back.
I hired this new guy, Ivan.
- He speaks Albanian.
- I'm done.
What, do you think
I just got 4 million bucks laying around?
I've thought it through.
I'll take 40 cents on the dollar.
Yeah, I thought it through too.
How about this?
How about zero cents on the dollar?
Let me remind you that we have a contract.
F*** your contract!
If I asked you to build me a house,
and you quit after building me
half a house,
you think I owe you half the money?
Is this a f***ing joke, David?
You have two weeks.
Otherwise, you'll hear from my lawyer.
Who, Warren?
He's my lawyer too.
I introduced you to him.
F***ing Warren.
F***!
AEY.
How may I direct your call?
We fight.
Fight with our families,
fight with our business associates.
Sometimes we fight with our friends.
If God were here,
we'd probably fight with Him too.
Efraim has a heavy heart
over what's happened.
No offense, Ralph, but I'm not sure
you've ever met the real Efraim.
He's a complicated young man.
But he just wants to sit down and talk.
Find a fair solution.
He's asked me to mediate.
Let me help you, David.
I just don't know
if I'm ready yet.
All right, here he is.
Hey, bro.
Good to see you.
Sorry things have gotten so crazy.
Yeah. Me too.
You having anything, hon?
I'll just have a coffee. Thanks.
And I don't want you to walk away
from this empty-handed.
Cool.
a severance agreement.
I'm prepared to pay you 50K per year
for the next four years.
200 grand?
Is this a f***ing joke, man?
Is this what you meant by mediation?
In all fairness, there was never
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