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- God's eyes watching.

That sense that wrongdoing
and repeating was a bad idea.

Punishable by someone.

Something bigger than yourself.

I never had that.

I was...

Untouchable.

? I wake in cold sweat

? And there is no one

? No one who cares

? This life no life

? It's killing me

? I am slowly dying

? I can't be

? What you want me to be

- Vida!

- Okay, shut the fuck up.

You're gonna wake the
whole neighborhood, Jesus.

- Oh, fuck
the neighborhood.

- Yo, so whose
dance is this anyway?

Three words: CYO.

- Oh hell yeah, shut
the fuck up, Rico.

Yeah, fuck all you knuckleheads.

No way, and you don't even
like white girls, so far.

- What you talking about, man?

I love me some
gringo loco pussy.

- Oh God.

- Yeah, when it comes to pussy,

I prefer mine to be gringo loco.

Well, gentlemen, shall we?

- We shall.

Look at these fucking squares.

It's gonna be like
shooting fish in a barrel.

All right, Rico, how
about some recon?

Go inside, check it out.

- No, you go do it.

You're the one that's supposed
to know these fucking people.

- Who the fuck do I know?

Just because I know
about Catholic broads

doesn't mean I know any.

- Bunch of fucking
empty britches, I swear.

You want me to go in?

- Yeah.

- Sell her the plan?

- Do it.

- Great.

- Oh God this is nasty
shit, here, take that.

- Attaboy Maxie.

Hey don't forget to
bring back the friend.

- When you're young,
you're rightfully stupid.

You have the excuse, you
know, just a punk kid.

- Tell them we got the
good shit, right here.

- Me and the
boys are no different.

All we wanted to know was,

where are we going tonight,
where's the chicks,

pass the booze, and well
wherever the hell that took us

was fine by my.

Evening, Father.

- Ah, good evening young man.

What parish are you from?

- Uh, Our Lady of
Deliverance on 42nd.

- Our Lady of
Deliverance on 42nd.

- You got it.

- What's your name, young man?

- Max.

- Max.

There is no Our Lady of
Deliverance on 42nd, Max.

- All right, Father, you
caught me red-handed,

but the truth is, I am here

because I was invited by
a very lovely young lady,

and I told her that I'd be
on time, and I'm clearly not,

and I'm sorry for that,
but I did promise her

that I would be here.

Now you wouldn't want me
to lie to her, would you?

- What young lady are
we talking about, Max?

- That one.

- You have a quick
tongue, young man.

Watch it.

And enjoy the evening.

- Thank you, Father, thank you.

Hi.

- Hi.

- I'm Max Bornstein.

- You aren't a
Catholic, are you?

- Oh no, no.

Last name kinda gives
it away, doesn't it?

I love this song.

Come here.

So what's your name?

- Theresa.

- Theresa?

Where are you from, Theresa?

- New Jersey.

- You're from Jersey,
no way, I'm from Jersey.

- You are?

- Yeah.

- Cool.

- Did you come
here alone tonight?

- With my girls.

- Really, no guy or anything?

- No.

- Okay.

Listen, I don't mean to
be forward with this,

Theresa, but do you
wanna get out of here?

- I can't, my father
is coming to pick me up

before nine, so...

- That's
okay, I got a car.

- Hey!
- Hey, Shh!

- What are you
doing back there?

- Hey, you
know this clown?

- Yeah,
he's my boyfriend.

- Oh, good.

Hey guy, watch that.

- Motherfucker!

- You almost ready?

Whoa, wait wait.

Oh, shit. Come on.

Oh, shit.

Okay, hey look.

This isn't a place for a lady so

you want to say Pop's
Diner, seven o'clock,

next Saturday,
burgers and shakes?

- Yeah.

- Hey motherfucker,
how's it going?

- Ah, what are you doing here?!

My baby, my baby.

I thought your exams
were this week.

- Yeah yeah, no--

- Oh my god, are you hungry?

Come on in, come on in.

Come right in right
now this minute.

You know he's gonna ask, right?

So I thought if you and I come
up with an answer together,

you know, sort of like a
practice run before he shows up.

- Mom, I'm not going back.

- Hell you're not.

- There's nothing
there for me, mom.

These guys are Ivy League
rich kids from the South

and I can barely understand
them half the time

with their glee club bullshit.

- Oh, stop, watch your
mouth, watch your mouth.

Oh my god, what am I'm gonna do?

What am I gonna tell your dad?

- No, I'm not going, Mom.

- You know he's
gonna lose his mind.

- Yeah, shouldn't we all
be used to that by now?

- You know what,
just go to your room.

Just go to your room.

- No, I'm not gonna to my,

I'm a grown man, Mom, you
can't tell me to do that.

- Look, can you please just...

I know I can't control you,

I know you're a grown man
and I know I can't say that

but I can ask you to let
your mother just sit here

and get her thoughts together
before your dad comes home.

- Are we done then?

- You better gather
your own thoughts.

You know how he is.

Oh my God.

- So what are you gonna do now?

- That wasn't enough?

- That's not what
I mean, you pig.

I mean now that you're
back, what do you wanna do?

- I dunno.

Sure as shit ain't
getting involved

in the nine to five game,
I can tell you that.

- Well I guess that
means we'll be seeing

a whole lot more of
each other, right?

- You know you're the
only person I know

that's actually excited
about the fact that

I dropped out of college.

- Max, come
down for dinner.

- Shit.

- I thought you said you were
in the clear for the night.

- Yeah, I thought we were too.

- Well, there's
no way I'm gonna be here

when your father finds out about
your dropping outta school.

- Yeah,
well, thanks for the support.

I'll call you when
my jaw heals up.

- Max!

- Yeah, I'll be right down!

- This is a surprise, son.

Two days early for your break.

How did your finals go, Max?

Why don't you give the
stone face a rest, huh?

I know your schedule,
son, I pay for it.

- Yeah, exams went well--

- No Max.

Come on, don't do this.

- Can I speak for myself?

- Please do.

- Oh Jesus, okay.

Dad, I've decided that I'm not

cut out for college
and I'm not going back.

- You decided?

Who told you that you were in
position to decide anything?

- Dad--

- And exactly what
is your plan, hmm?

Exactly.

Nothing!

Not a god damn thing!

Max, your grandparents
came here with nothing.

Two generations of busting
our asses, for what?

So that you can
sink our good name

in the pursuit of nothing!

Goodnight.

- Dad was real good
at the heart to hearts.

But he was right.

Nothing was no
kind of direction.

Surround myself with
movers and shakers.

Yeah, okay.

Wonder what the boys are up to?

- Darling, you see
that thing there,

that's a telephone.

When people wanna reach me
they call me on this device.

Thank you.

No, no, no.

Yeah?

- Hey, Jay, it's Bornstein.

- Bornstein, holy shit
man, how the hell are you?

- I'm good man,
I'm good, I'm good.

I saw you fly by on the bike
today, you still around?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm around.

What about you?

You back for break
or you back for good?

- Nah man, I'm back for good.

Back for good.

I hear Tony's working
down at the docks,

that sounds like
a pretty good gig.

- No, no, no.

Fuck Tony and his hundred
dollar a week bullshit.

No, you come see me,

you come see tomorrow.

Don't say no.

- Yeah, okay, what
do you got cooking?

- Prime rib, baby.

Prime rib.

- Hey, I'm here
to see Jay Klein.

- It's upstairs on your right.

- All right.

- Hey Max!
- Holy jeez.

My man, look at you!

Look at that face.

- How ya doin'?

Look at you, you look like you
haven't shaved in a decade.

- Tell me, what happened?

I thought they kept
warm warm pussy

running on tap around campus,

you already blow
through the buffet?

- Naw, no, I've been with
Theresa this entire time,

you knew that, right?

- No.
- Yeah.

- That's your thing Max,

I mean I've been working
on a baker's dozen myself

but it's been a slow
week, what can you do?

- Wow, look at this place.

- Hey, enough chit-chat.

Let's talk turkey,
you want a drink?

- Yeah, whatever you have.

- Don't worry about
that school shit anyway,

fuck all those Ivy League mama
boys, you don't need them.

If all works out as planned,

you're gonna be
making more money

than your pops within
the year, mark my words.

- Cheers.

Have you ever heard of
a spreadshot, Maxie?

Fucking porno, Max.

- Yeah.

- No, I'm serious, I'm
in the porn business.

- Oh no, Jay, no.

Jay, no, no, that
shit's illegal, man.

They'll lock you up in federal

if they catch you
with it, I mean

that shit ain't no joke.

- Most shit that
pays ain't no joke,

everybody's doing it,
even the legal legals

are smacking their
dicks against the door

looking at pics of
plump 18 year old ass.

- I don't know, I don't know.

- What don't you know?

It's the future, Max,
you know sex sells,

it always has, it always will.

Look, this shit's gonna
break, believe me it's gonna,

and when it does,
guess who's gonna

be there to count
all that money?

Me and fucking you.

- I don't know.

- What do you mean
you don't know?

What don't you
know, Max, you wanna

go back to school,
get some shitty ass

degree for a job that
pays you $100 a week?

- What are we actually
talking about numbers wise?

- Numbers?

- Yeah.

- Okay, cold hard
facts, I am moving

over 5,000 sets a months,
that's 5,000 picture sets,

you know what that means?

- Not yet.

- Cards cost me 12
cents apiece to print,

that's 72 cents a set, I
move those for $2 a pack,

multiply that by 5,000 sets.

- That's $6,400 a month profit?!

- You're good with
the math, Bornstein.

Look, and we're just
getting started here,

I can't do this all
on my own anymore,

I've got area men
set up in New York

and New Jersey,
we just made deals

with Miami and
Baltimore, I'm talking to

a few guys in Philly
and Pittsburgh.

Max, I'm not talking
about getting rich

I'm talking empire.

- All right, so what exactly
do you want me to do?

Do you want me to
set up a camera

and fuck your old lady
or something 'cause

I'm a little camera
shy and you know this.

- No, you fucking
boob, I want you

to drive the truck
from the print shop

to the distribution
center and I'll

pay you $200 a week
cash and I'll give

you a little extra on the
side for each delivery

don't tell me other
drivers 'cause that's

between me and you
and I don't wanna

hear anything from them.

- No, no, don't worry,
what, that's all I do?

- Yeah.

- Oh fuck yeah, count
me in, oh my God!

- You're in?!

- Yes, yes!

- Oh Max, you don't know what

kind of a relief that is!

- So...

What next?

- Did you see that fine pimp ass

love making machine outside?

- Yeah, I saw a brown van.

- It's a pussy
getting machine, Max!

It's yours.

- Oh no, Jay, no, I can't.

- Look, trust is sacred
in this business,

I mean until you
walked in that door

I had nobody I could
trust, I've been

losing sleep the whole
time, I would have

committed suicide, but
I'm too beautiful, so...

- Thank you, Jay.

Thank you, that means a lot.

- Okay, three rules.

One, don't steal from me.

- Never.

- Okay good, two,
you get pulled over,

you get inspected
at a weigh station,

you get in a wreck
and you cover the

streets in blowjob porn,

you don't know shit
about nothing never.

You got it?

You're just a fucking driver,

you don't know
what's in the boxes,

you don't even give a shit.

- All right, yeah, deal.

Oh, is there gonna
be a third one, or...

- Oh yeah, lose the smile.

Try to get your stone face back.

- Ah, that away.

Three days ago I quit college

and had my ass handed
to me by my dad

for "ruining my life."

And now?

A new van, job that pays

twice what the average
nine-to-fiver earned in cash.

Jay said it was
just the beginning.

I'd say things were looking up.

Immigration, open up!

- Hey, who the fuck
is knocking on my--

- Boo, motherfucker!

- Oh shit!

Fucking shit, Max!

What's the skinny,
man, how've you been?

- I've been good, I've
been good, how you doing?

- Come in, come in, man.

- Got some shit on your face.

- It's paint.

- Paint?

What are you doing here?

- Is that some boojee insult at

my place and my neighborhood?

- Yeah, it's Harlem.

- How did you find me?

- What, is somebody
looking for you,

I talked to Tony about it.

- Fucking Tony?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, fuck Tony,
you know fucking

Tony's fucking studying to be

in the academy, he's a fucking

turncoat.

- No, come on, he's just trying

to make some bread
like the rest of us.

I don't wanna

talk about Tony, okay?

He better not show up here.

- All right all right.

- God!

So how long as you in town?

- I'm here for good.

- For good for good?

- Yeah, for good for good.

- You wanna get fucked up?

- That's the smartest
thing you have

said all day, and
actually, listen,

when I was down in Virginia,

I found this hookup for grass.

I can get this
shit by the pound.

- Wow, yeah, grass was good

back when we were
in high school man,

but since you've been gone,

something a whole
lot prettier has come

into town and if you being here

isn't a reason to celebrate,

I don't know what is, man!

- What, are you talking
speed or something?

'Cause that shit
was all over campus

when it came to finals.

- No, I'm not talking speed.

I'm talking heroin.

- You got some?

- You want some?

- It was
like nothing else.

- What'd I tell you, man?

- A warm hum tickling the

backside of your eardrums.

Oh my God.

Rhythm in the city,
their heartbeat

slowing into one.

Symbiotic.

I didn't want it to end.

Oh that's dynamite.

- Can I help you
with something there?

- Yeah.

You got anything heavier?

Come on man,

don't fuck around, I just wanna

get in and out and
I got the cash.

- I got three picture sets left.

- Okay.

- Hey, pick your
poison, step right up,

we got everything.

- I'll take 'em.

- You forgetting something?

How about that scratch, partner?

- Lanny.

You're too eager, you fat fuck.

Don't move!

- Fuck, easy, man!

- Don't you fucking move,

I'll blow your head off, Lanny!

Get the fuck up!

Yeah, I'm not done
with round boy yet.

Get him the fuck outta here!

You and I, Lanny, have
a long night together.

- Fuck you.

- Get him out of here.

- You didn't know
she was 15, did you?

- What the fuck are
you talking about?

- The girl in your magazine.

- I don't know anything,
I'm nothing, I'm nobody.

- That's a federal
offense, Lanny.

- Hey, I just sell the shit.

- You know what I
want you to say.

- I don't know anything.

- You know what I
want you to say.

- Fuck!

- Hey, you Willy?

- Who the fuck are you?

- I'm Max, here to
pick up for Jay.

- Frankie!

- Here to do my
taxes or something?

All right boys, load the truck.

- It's the brown
econoline out front.

- 300
stroke in number three,

200 units pinup, Peck-u-lier.

- That's Peculiar.

There's a p on the other side.

- I don't jerk off
to the title, man,

I just look at the magazine.

- Yeah?

- Hey, it's me.

- You good?

- Yeah, yeah, a little bit.

- Beautiful,
listen, you get back

here by six for the job, yeah?

- Yeah, I can do that.

- Beautiful.

That's my fucking boy.

- Keep it moving,
bitch, with that

fucking dirty pussy.

That's Black Rich right there,

man, try not to look so obvious.

Yo, Richie.

- What's up?

- Thank you.

Let's do this.

- Man,
Buddhists, they spend

their whole lives meditating.

They're trying to
achieve nothingness.

We got nothingness right here.

- I feel it, inside.

It's happening here again.

- Roll with it.

Roll with it like warm gravy.

- Shit.

Rico, I got to go.

- You work too hard.

- Yeah.

- One for the road.

To the Max.

- To the Max.

Life is comprised
of first times.

First time in love,
first time you get high.

- I'll see you tomorrow.

- First time
you break a promise.

Hey.

- Where have you been?

My parents and I waited
up all night for you!

- Teresa, look, I'm
a working man now

and I have to go
where the work is

and if duty calls...

- Are you drunk?

- No, I'm not drunk,
I'm tired, all right?

Here, look, let's
get a coffee please.

I'm tired, I've been
busting my hump.

- You should've called.

- You're right, I
should've called.

I will next time,
and I'll make it

up to you and your parents.

I'm sure your father
understands the sac...

Hey.

Hey, hey!

What's going on, why
are you freaking out?

- I'm late.

- What are you talking
about, I'm late.

- No, Max, I'm late,
I think I'm pregnant.

- You're...

Oh shit.

Okay.

Okay.

Hey, we're good.

We're gonna be all right.

It's gonna be okay.

? Throw it in a frame

? Throw it on to see

? Everything we've been

? Everything we'll be

? Throw it in a frame

- Come in here!

Jay Klein sent me,
I'm here to pick up.

- All right, that's cool.

I want you to take
these film canisters

right here, all right?

There's fucking gold on
that celluloid, you hear me?

This is Lisa.

My number one star.

She got pussy like sunshine.

- That's real nice.

You mind if I use your
bathroom before I go?

- Yeah yeah yeah,
it's over there.

But don't make a fucking mess.

- I won't.

- So I'm suck in Loredo...

- Oh, sorry, I'll
be out in a sec.

- Sorry, got to go.

- I can leave.

- No, stay.

Like I have anything to hide.

You seem nice.

I like you.

- You seem very nice too.

- You go to school?

- No, well I did,
I don't anymore.

Now I'm a delivery guy.

- I'm trying to go to school.

- You are?

- Yeah.

- That's really good.

It's not for everybody,
certainly don't

let them tell you that you
need it, but it's good.

Hey, can I ask you how...

You came to be here?

- Well...

Things really messed up at home

and I couldn't take it anymore.

So I left and I didn't
know where to go.

Then I met Chuck
and he saved me.

- Chuck saved you?

- Yeah, I owe him.

- This your only option?

- I don't know, is it?

- Sorry, I can't.

I'm sorry.

Hey, how you doing, I'm
here to see Mr. Kendrick.

- If you put
me off another week,

I'll burn the whole place down!

I've been serving
you union fucks

ham and cheese on a platter

to get those books in print!

What do you give me?

Barnyard bullshit!

Yeah?

Yeah!

Do it!

I'll see you next Wednesday!

So we begin our business

four and one half
hours behind schedule.

That's one strike.

We ain't the Orioles, son.

We don't do three strikes.

We do one and out.

You're getting
started early, kid,

don't fuck up again.

Me and Jay go way back and...

You aren't
representing him well.

Where your people from?

- Jersey.

- No shit, before that.

- Russian Jews.

- I knew I
liked you for a reason.

- You like me?

- I like your kind.

Good with money.

My kind?

The Wops?

I love 'em, but
trust 'em with money?

No fucking way!

I need people I can
trust with cash.

- Yeah, I get that a lot.

- Don't let it
leave this office,

but my mother is an Italian Jew.

Don't ask.

Okay.

- Is that it?

- Yeah, I think so.

He gave you a bottle of wine

from his mother or some
shit, I don't know.

Well come on, open it, open it.

- I'm gonna open it,
my hands are sweaty.

- Holy shit!

- You did good, you
did good, you did good!

- That was just the one time.

- Just the time one,.

- Okay, two times, two times.

- All right, let's listen to
some rock music, do drugs.

- Max!

- Fuck.

Hey Max, you got to see the
China my parents got us.

- Yeah, one sec!

Oh yeah yeah yeah, yeah,
I saw that earlier.

Hey listen, I got to make
a run up to Westchester

'cause I have to
drop off this statue

to this big art dealer up there.

I should be back a
little later tonight,

maybe tomorrow
morning, but it'll be

a reasonable hour, okay,
I don't want you to worry.

All right.

- Hey, hey!

- Hey.

- How you doing?

- I'm chilling, what's up?

- You guys looking to score?

- Score?

Who are you, fucking
Mickey Mantle?

- You don't wanna miss
out on what we got, man.

- Oh yeah, come on, let's go.

- Hey!

- Hey, don't yell
at me, all right?

We're good, man.

We're fucking high on life,

thank a lot, Officer.

- You a wiseass?

- What?

- Are you a wiseass?

- Yeah yeah, yeah,
you know what?

- Rico Rico, come on.

- I'm fucking wise and
you're a fucking ass!

You getting out of your car?

- Rico, Rico, hey hey hey!

Let's just...
- What?

- Okay, all right
all right all right!

- Easy, easy, easy.

Theresa's gonna kill me, man,

if she doesn't think
I'm dead already.

How much longer you
think we got, huh?

- They're just putting
us through the system.

We're good though.

They don't have shit on us.

That's what they fucking do,

they fucking put us
through the system.

Just fucking keeping us here.

But we're good, we're
good, because they

don't got shit us, they're just

fucking puntas here wasting time

'cause they know time
sucks for a junkie!

- Shit, oh my God,
don't scream please.

Don't scream, Rico.

I'm not a junkie, man,
don't fucking call me that.

Fuck.

Okay.

- Yeah, me neither.

- Yes, today, fucking today.

- Bro, you know that character

Bornstein you've been tailing?

- Yeah yeah yeah.

- We got him held up
at the 42nd Precinct.

You wanna talk to him
while he's locked up?

- Process him back out again.

I need him on the street.

But keep your eyes on him.

- You got it.

- All right,
boys, you're processed!

Line up, you're outta there!

- So I got some takeout.

Some Italian, I
know you like that.

I'm sorry, Teresa, I really am,

but it's not gonna happen again.

- Do you love me, Max?

- What?

What are you talking about,

hey Teresa, Teresa, hey.

Of course I love you.

I love you more than anything,

do you think that I like being

out there at all
hours of the night?

- You're lying to me.

I'm done with this!

I'm done with you,
do you understand me?

I want you to let
me and the baby go.

- Theresa, Theresa,
stop, stop, all right?

What's with the tears, you're

freaking out, it's gonna
hurt the baby, okay?

- I can't be alone
all the time, Max!

You're never here!

You're not here for us!

I need somebody who
gives a shit about me!

I need somebody who isn't
screwing around on me!

- Is that what you think--

- Stop lying to me!

Just stop!

- Okay, okay,
Theresa, just stop.

- You don't give
a shit about me!

- Yes I do.

- You don't give a
shit about our baby!

- Okay, Theresa, Theresa.

- I've had enough of you!

- Theresa.

- Ow!
- Oh fuck, fuck.

- I don't wanna go,
I don't wanna go!

- Just breathe, breathe.

- Push, push, one
more, one more!

- Well son...

- Well you're
not looking too well.

- Well you know, I've been...

Really stressed.
- Right, right.

- Working.

- Right.

Son...

I deal with junkies
on a daily basis.

I pull the sheets
over their faces.

They got faces that
look just like yours.

We did everything we could to

guide you down a
better road than this.

That's for sure.

But you refused.

Now it's your decision, maybe

it's too late for you.

Max, there's a baby being born.

That is your child, Max.

You got to get your
shit together.

That woman, that child,
deserve a father.

You stay on the boat that
you're on right now...

They're gonna bury
you before that

kid sees his third birthday.

Okay?

- Rico?

Rico!

Rico!

Rico?

Rico!

Rico!

- Theresa!

Theresa!

Theresa, I need you.

- You okay?

- I need you, I need
you to just get me ice.

Call the neighbors please.

- Ice?

- Yes, please, just
go get ice please.

- Okay, okay.

- Oh fuck, oh fuck.

- Leave, Theresa, leave.

Leave, Theresa!

Go away!

Okay, come on come on,
I ain't got all day.

- Mondo.

- Yeah, he'll know.

Yeah, he's here.

Sit down.

- Something wrong, Mr. Kendrick?

- Mondo.

Fucking methadone.

The boys found it
in your ashtray.

Are you a dope fiend?

- All right, look, Mr. Kendrick,

last week I was moving
one of the shipments

and I fucked up my
shoulder something proper,

so I go to Jay and I
tell him hey, listen,

I need some sort of painkillers.

He hands me that.

I would never jeopardize
your operation.

- Take these, he said?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Don't you fucking lie to me.

- I'm not lying to you!

Look, I don't even
like that woozy stuff,

the feeling it gives you,

I don't even like
it, but I need it

to get through the delivery.

- Jay, Kendrick.

Listen, your boy
Max here says you

gave him fucking methadone

for a bum shoulder.

Yeah.

Take him for a ride, Mondo.

- Wait, no, Mr. Kendrick, no,

Mr. Kendrick, listen to me!

- I'm pulling your chain!

Jay vouched for you.

That's good enough for my book.

Here, take the
cheddar, hit the road.

I got other business.

- Thank you, Mr. Kendrick.

- You're welcome.

- Okay, we're in position.

Let him make the drop, then
we'll take the warehouse.

Do not engage the driver.

You understand, do
not engage the driver.

- That's
one small step for man.

One giant leap for mankind.

- Colombia, Colombia,
this is Houston, AOS, over.

- Okay, okay.

- Max,
what's going on?

- Police, open up!

Come on, let's go!

You're under arrest!

Put your hands up,
get down, get down!

- Theresa, is he in?

- He's getting too
big for you, huh?

- You've
got 10 minutes.

- I'll be there
in a second, buddy!

- You look pretty spry.

- Yeah, yeah.

You know, it's really
risky for you to come here.

- It's okay, no one's on me.

What the fuck's
going on with you,

I haven't heard from
you since the bust.

- I'm good, I mean I didn't say

anything if that's
what you're asking.

- I know, Max, I know you didn't

say anything, I'm just...

I ain't concerned about your

loyalty, it's just
to who it's with.

- What are you talking about?

- Is it me or the junk?

Remember what I said?

- Yeah.

- Then why's your face
look like shit, huh?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm
good, I'm good.

I'm getting clean,
I swear to you.

I remember what you said.

Those methadone pills that those

fucking goons found is
because I'm getting clean.

Jay, this thing I
got now is a fever,

I got the shakes and shit.

Mark my words, a few
days I'll be good.

I'll be good, it's
just a fever, Jay.

- They ain't got nothing on you?

- No, no.

They're trying to
connect me to Kendrick,

but there's no connect.

- Okay.

Well I got something
big going on

and it requires me being
out of the country.

I need you.

- Yeah.

- Healthy.

- Theresa.

Denmark.

- Sorry?

- Look, we had a
great start, we did,

but this sniffing butts
with the feds shit

has gotten me all paranoid
and I was thinking

why are we playing this game

on the illegal side of things.

- I don't get it.

- Denmark, pure, unadulterated

hardcore pornography,

- Right, so why aren't people

just getting their
shit from Denmark?

- Oh they try, they
try all the time,

but once it gets
to the border it's

a crapshoot whether or not

it gets through customs,
so what I've done

is I've set us up
a business address

in Denmark and
I've also set us up

a couple of business
accounts overseas

so people mail us
their cash, legal.

We deposit said cash, legal.

Then I send a wire to
you detailing the order,

you in turn take that
to the print shop

and we just fulfill
orders, business as usual,

and as far as the
feds know, there's no

paper trail stateside,
so they don't

have a hard-on for us.

That's some good shit, Jay!

- I know, I know, we just

tell our boys over
at to

remain in Denmark
and as far as the

feds know, that's
all that shit is.

- It's almost like a legit
job, you know that, Jay?

- I know, almost.

Thing is, I don't mean
to bust your balls,

but I need you to be clean,
I need your head in the game.

They got Kendrick,
they know who you are.

They're coming after
us hard, so I need

you to lay low until I give
you the go ahead, all right?

I'm flying out there
tonight, I'll give you

a call as soon as I land.

- Yeah, no, I'm good, I'm good.

You sure you're gonna
be okay over there?

- 100% pure unadulterated
pornography?

Pretty blonde women,
I think I'll be fine.

- All rise.

The honorable Judge Warren
Spokefield is now presiding.

Case number 23434.

Morning, Judge.

- Good morning,
please be seated.

- I thought
there was only one of us.

- He took deals.

- In the case of
The People versus

Kendrick, Leon, Bornstein,
Walters, Frederick.

- You don't worry about a thing,

you made the right choice.

Goes out to 21.

Already have appointments
waiting for them.

Mondo's gonna have a
busy week ahead of him

starting with that rat Lanny.

Don't worry, kid,
all this is gonna

be taken care of.

- Easy, Max.

You see, I heard that you were

open to making deals.

- Oh yeah, you heard that.

- Do you wanna go somewhere,
maybe we could chat?

- Listen, that's very
kind of you, Mr. Bron,

but I don't accept
your offer because

I'm not a fucking rat.

- You know, you are
looking at 10 years.

Do you want your child
growing up without a father?

Think about your
family for once.

Mr. Kendrick, Kendrick,
he's done for.

We're not asking you
to risk your life

or your family for
that piece of shit.

We want you declined.

We know you're working for him

and we know he's the
head of the operation.

You help us out
and not only do you

come out clean, you
have an opportunity to

keep yourself out of prison
when we take him down.

- Oh I'm sorry, is that it?

- Well...

You know where to find us.

- Man, what the
fuck you want, cop?

- I'm not a cop, I
know you, I know you.

- You don't know me.

- Yeah, yeah I do.

Remember Rico?

- Where the fuck's
Rico been, huh?

- He didn't make it.

- So?

- So I just need something, man,

I'm on trial downtown,
I got this suit on,

that's why nobody's
giving me the time of day.

I know you got something.

- Yeah, you got money?

- Of course I got fucking money,

I'm not out here skimming.

- Well it's your
lucky day, let's go.

- Richie.

- Hey, ma.

- Who is this?

- It's Max.

- Speak up please?

- Max Bornstein, sorry.

- Max is a friend of
mine, business associate.

- Max, hi.

I like your suit.

- Oh, thank you.

- Okay, ma.

Take a seat.

- Looks like you got a
baby factory out there.

- They ain't mine,
they're my cousins

or some shit, I don't know.

- Hey listen, does
your mother know

what you're doing in here?

- Yeah, she knows.

She don't like
it, but she knows.

Okay, if I'm gonna
do it, she likes

to know where I am.

- Smart lady.

- She's the smartest
woman I know.

What do you need?

- Yeah, a few bags.

- Shit's right up around
here, I know a guy.

You're gonna have to wait here.

- Oh hell no, I'll go with you.

- No no, look, you're
in my mom's house.

Relax, you stay here.

- All right.

- Hey Max.

I see you over there.

Come on.

You got a kid, don't you, Max?

- Yeah, yeah I do.

Adam.

- Yeah, I could see
it in your eyes.

- You a seamstress?

- Oh, I could fix a hem.

Ain't no calm in the
belly of the fearful, Max.

- Sorry?

- Let me look at you.

- What?

- You're carrying around some
old man on your shoulders.

Yeah.

Some demon's got you
deep in its clutches.

Just pay mind to that old man,

Max, he ain't going nowhere.

He'll follow you to the end.

- I think I'm gonna
wait in Richie's room.

- Ladies and
gentlemen of the jury...

- The trial
lasted for three weeks.

The feds tried to
blow it up into

an organized crime conspiracy,

but that's where I got
lost in the shuffle.

You see I worked
for Jay exclusively,

did everything through him.

With him long gone to
Denmark and no other

evidence that a
couple of photographs

will link me to
Kendrick, I was just a

hard working delivery guy trying

to make an honest buck.

Richie, Richie!

Oh, hey.

- Oh, hey.

- Hey there.

- Hey, take a seat, I'd
like to talk to you.

- Yeah, okay.

Sure.

- You know, my boy...

He's a good boy.

He's got a good
heart, but his story,

it has a bad end.

- Oh come on.

Come on, Cecilia,
that's not true.

- Yeah, well that's
sweet, that's sweet,

but no need to candy coat it.

What you need, Max, you need to

get that old man off your back.

Your story, it rolls
right back to blank pages.

I've seen your goodness, Max.

But it's goodness
with no direction.

To make us whole,
Max, we have to

surround ourselves
with goodness, what

you got surrounding you now is

nothing but darkness.

You don't believe in
nothing, no consequence.

You got to change that.

Hey Lily, go get mama
that book over there?

Hand it to Max.

- Thank you.

- Thanks, sweetie.

- What's this?

- It's a book.

Or you could say it's a door.

Like the open door.

- Thank you, Cecilia,
you were really

nice to me these past few weeks.

- Yeah yeah yeah,
here's the thing though.

That's my only copy.

You're gonna bring
it back, right?

- Yeah, I'll bring
it back to you.

Listen, is Rich here?

- No.

- Okay, okay.

Tell you what, could you
tell him I stopped by?

- Will the
defendants please rise?

Has the jury reached a decision?

- We have, your honor.

- How did the jury find?

- On the
count of production of

and distribution of pornography,

we the jury find the
defendant Leon guilty,

the defendant Walters guilty,

the defendant Frederick guilty,

the defendant Bruce guilty,

the defendant Kendrick guilty,

the defendant
Bornstein not guilty.

- Mr. Bornstein,
you're free to go.

Thank you, ladies and
gentlemen of the jury,

this court stands adjourned.

- I told you you'd be all right.

- Thank you.

Hey, it's me, guess
who got acquitted?

They had nothing on me.

- I let you live
your life as you see fit.

I can't do this anymore!

- Oh come on, what's
that supposed to mean?

You should be happy,
you know that, right?

- I let
you lie to me because

I wanna believe you're
a good person, okay?

But none of it
matters without us!

- I can't get away with it.

Besides, I'm done with
that, I'm done with that.

I'm ready to start a new life.

You hear me?

- I'm pregnant, Max.

- Okay.

Okay.

What we got on tap today, huh?

- Today we celebrate.

I got that Colombian
Frank up town, top shelf.

- No, no, no, man, I
don't do speed balls,

it makes me really
anxious and paranoid.

- No, you see, that's
just the cut because

you do that ghetto street shit,

but this shit here is pure.

- All right, well let's
celebrate then, yeah?

- No no, whoa.

All right, first off, you can't

fucking cook coke,
okay, you got to

cold shake that shit or
you're gonna ruin it.

Now let me show you something.

I just want you to smell this,

don't inhale it, just smell it.

- All right.

- You see how it
smells like medicine?

- Yeah yeah, it smells
like a fucking hospital.

- That's how you
know it's good coke.

That's how you know
it's good coke!

- Okay, okay.

No, no, no!

- Ma, dad, we can
just start eating,

I'll save a plate for him.

- Hey Ernie, how you doing?

I'll be back soon, okay?

I've got 200 sets,
two boxes, that's 400.

- Why so cheap?

- Because it's
Christmas time and

I'm Santa Claus, I
don't know, do you

want an answer or do you
just want the product?

- Hello?

Oh, okay, yeah, sure sure,
we'll be right there.

Max!

Max!

Max!

Max!

Max, can you hear me?!

Max!

It's your father!

- Wait, hold on, I'm gonna have

to call you back, Max, wait.

I'm sorry, buddy, Jay
changed the locks,

I can't let you in.

- What, no.

- There's nothing I can do,

you got to talk to Jay.

You're over here, man, sorry.

I can't let you in here anymore.

- Why haven't I
received one payment in weeks?

- Look, I'm a little
behind, that's all it is.

My father died, you
knew about that,

so I'm a little fucked
up, you know, that's it.

- Listen, I'm
sorry to hear that,

I really am, but your
father just died,

so why are the numbers still

not in from the
first of the month,

but I'm hearing from
Ernie that boxes

are still flying out
on the storage unit?

- Yeah, 'cause Ernie
is such an honest guy.

Fuck him, all right, he doesn't

know what he's talking about.

Who are you gonna
listen to, Ernie or me?

How long have we
been at this, huh?

Since we were teenagers, right?

- Max, the
bookstore owner called me.

Your showed up dope sick
slinging my product.

What did I tell
you the first day

I sent you down for the job?

Three rules, three rules!

You just broke the
most important one,

you're the only
one that I trusted,

Max, lose my number!

- Jay Jay Jay, Jay
Jay Jay, listen, Jay.

Jay!

Fuck!

- Hey, hey.

- I'm babysitting,
Theresa told me

she would be home by nine,

I have school tomorrow,
I wanna go home!

- Okay okay, just
where do you live?

I'm Theresa's
husband by the way.

- I have to call my mom.

- Well please do that!

Hey guys, where's...

- Theresa's husband
just got home.

He said he'll give me a ride.

- You don't
know, okay well hey...

Hey buddy, just don't play
with anything in there.

Hello?

Goddammit, goddammit!

Okay, did she say
where she was going?

- I don't know, I think she
went to a bar or something?

- She went to a bar?

She went to a bar, fantastic,
I'll tell you what,

tell your mother to
come and pick you up

'cause I'm not doing that shit.

Hey guys, we're gonna
go find mom right now,

you guys ready for an adventure?

Theresa.

Theresa.

Theresa!

Hi.

So what the fuck is going on?

Huh?

Do you know who's in
the car right now?

Our children, why?

Because the fucking babysitter

is losing her mind,
she was supposed

to be home by nine,
it's after midnight.

Yeah, mind your own
fucking business, buddy.

- I don't wanna come home, okay?

You have the kids, you
can watch 'em for awhile.

It's my turn to stay out
like you've always done,

live my life!

- Oh that's great,
with who, these people?

Who the fuck are these people?

- What business is it of yours?

You've had your separate
life all these years

and now I have mine, see?

- Okay, come on.

Come on, come on.

- Get off.

- Come on!

Mind your own fucking business!

- I'm not leaving!

You leave!

Why are you still
living with me anyway?

- How can you say that to me?

- Come on, Max,
you don't love me.

You know what, I don't love you!

So just leave, okay,
just get out of my life!

- Theresa...

- I've got him.

- All right, hey hey, Theresa!

Theresa!

Rich!

Rich, I got to talk to you!

Rich, Rich!

- What are you
doing here so late,

my kids are asleep!

- Look, I'm really
sorry, but I'm in

a hurry because my kids are

actually in the car and I just,

I really wanna talk to Rich.

- Yeah, I know what you want,

but guess what, you're
not gonna get it tonight.

- What are you talking about?

- My Richie got
arrested yesterday.

I don't know what's
gonna happen to him,

I don't know when
he's gonna come home.

- Okay.

I'm really sorry about that,

but I really need to get

into his room for my things.

- What are you telling
me you're sorry about?

You just want that
poison and now

you bring your kids here too,

are you crazy, I mean this is

no place for kids in the night.

- What do you want me to do?!

- Max, poor Max.

When I look at you now,

I don't even see your body.

All I see is your spirit
just crying and crying.

If you can't stop
this suffer yourself,

please, look at
those little faces,

you got to do it for them.

- What do you think I'm
trying to do, Cecilia?

- I'm telling you something!

You are still young
and you still have

a chance to become the man that

you're supposed to be.

You've got
those beautiful children.

Take them home.

Don't come back here,

I don't wanna see you no more.

- Oh shit!

- Hey, you seen Black Rich?

- No, I haven't.

- I see you with him before.

- Oh yeah?

Does that mean
you're not holding?

'Cause if that's so,
get the fuck outta here.

- I got enough for me.

- Oh yeah?

Does that mean you
got enough for me?

Okay.

Can you get the fuck outta here,

my kids are here, come on.

Hey!

No, no no no no!

Hey!

Hey!

- Where did mama go?

- Hey!

Fucking where's my...

Where's my cut, where the fuck!

- Okay, I'll trade!

- No, no!

And that was it.

The ride was over.

I'm sorry I haven't
come to see you at all.

It's been a hard
couple of months.

I really wanted to figure out

what I wanted to say to you.

I'm sorry I wasn't
at your funeral.

I was there, but I wasn't.

I wasn't there, I wasn't myself

and I haven't been
myself in a long time.

I was running and I'd been
running my whole life.

I got good at it!

I got
really good at it.

I got so good at it, I
forgot it was happening.

It didn't matter what
anybody said, I was...

I was invincible.

No matter what anybody said,

didn't matter,
rolled right off me.

Then I saw my son in the
middle of the street.

No, no!

It hit me right
then and there that

I hadn't seen my child
since he was born.

Never truly seen him.

I stopped right then and there.

First time I think I
stopped in my whole life.

You should see them now.

Kelsey looks like
just her mother and...

Adam, let me tell you, he's
pretty fucking stubborn.

I really miss you, Dad.

Here they come.

? We're never going home

? You didn't have to say

? You never met my eyes

? You kind of gave it away

? There's only one thing

? That's ever been in my skin

? And it's the one thing

? I can't ever be again

? I left a frightened little boy

? On the plane that day

? And that frightened little boy

? Is still waiting there today

? I had a dream on the way

? When the plane was going down

? And we were on our way

? To a small Western town

? Imagine my surprise

? In the middle of a storm

? To see a million eyes