Why don't we taIk outside?
You're a deaIer?
Just forget about it, aII right?
Don't touch my money either.
Come on--

This is heroin?
This is heroin.
Don't worry about it.
Take it easy.

Let's taIk.
What are you Iooking at?
PIay your game.

And you're bIeeding
aII over my couch!

Come on!
Steggie's been hoIding out on us.
I'II check it out.
VaI Resnick.
-What about him?
-Where is he?

Even if I knew,
the answer wouId stiII be no.

-Where'd you meet up with my boy?
-At his drop.

Is he dead?
No, but she is.
O.D.'d on that crap you sent her.

So? What do you care?
I'm her husband.
You won't fucking kiII me?
Not in front of these kids.
Where is he?
I don't know!
That's the truth.
It got deIivered to me Iast night.
I won't see anyone tiII next month.

Why aII the troubIe?
He's afraid of the girI.
I mean. . .

. . .of Mrs. Porter.
I mean, that's how it Iooks to me.
I don't know nothing.
I know VaI from the oId days.
Three months ago he asks me
to do him a favor.

I make an extra grand a month.
I figure, what the heII?

Now you threaten to kiII me?
That much a buddy of VaI's I am not.