:40:01
You can tell your boyfriend...
:40:04
...to forget about it.
He ain't got enough money.
:40:08
- Maybe he'll surprise you.
- I don't like his fuckin' surprises.
:40:12
He's got a lot of nerve
even sending you here.
:40:22
You could step all over that shit
and still get 120 a gram.
:40:27
And I got 220 pounds of it.
:40:30
Comes to 15 mill, street value.
:40:34
And I want guarantees
nobody in this town can give.
:40:39
Especially him.
:40:41
Look, Larry,
why don't you set the terms?
:40:45
I'll go back and I'll tell Frank.
:40:47
If you two see eye to eye,
we make a deal.
:40:50
If not, everybody goes
their own way, still friends.
:40:53
- What do you say?
- That cocksucker ain't got no friends.
:40:58
And before I sit across a table with him,
he gotta know one thing.
:41:03
I ain't no fuckin' greaseball
named Arty Clay.
:41:08
You got it.
:41:11
And he pays for your cut.
:41:16
Yeah.
:41:17
Why don't you stick around?
:41:19
I got Frankenstein coming on next.
:41:26
Stop fuckin' with my lady...
I told him, stop fuckin' with my bitch.
:41:31
And when he started crying like a bitch,
he got fucked like a bitch!
:41:35
You hear what I'm saying?
:41:38
We're gonna shoot the bitch!
Shoot the bitch!
:41:41
Hey, what you want, man?
You want white meat, right?
:41:45
No, dark meat!
:41:58
Can I help you?