Oh, my God. I'm fucked.
I'm fucked.
I'm fucked!
Oh, my God!
I'm fucked!
Stupid bitch! You stupid, fucking bitch!
Okay, here you go.
You were gonna do it a second ago.
- It's Nicholas.
- Jimmy's dead.

- Kitty shot him.
- Jesus.

- I was gonna shoot her, but...
- Claire, listen to me. Listen.

You have to be careful.
You've got to look out for yourself.

I know.
But The Boss and I have a lot of years
together. We'll work this out.

That's not enough, Claire.
His son is dead.

No one is that good a friend.
No one.

You do not go in there
without me, okay?

It'll be okay. I just need
to see him face to face.

Let me get the money.
It'll make a difference if we have it.

Look, I'll clean things up here
and call you in a while, okay?

- Call me before you go.
- Yeah.

My God.