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♪ I need a dollar, dollar ♪

♪ A dollar That’s what I need ♪

- -

♪ Dollar, a dollar That’s what I need ♪

♪ Said I need a dollar Dollar ♪

♪ A dollar That’s what I need ♪

♪ And if I share with you My story ♪

♪ Would you share Your dollar with me? ♪

♪ Well, I don’t know if I’m walking on solid ground ♪

♪ And all I want Is for someone ♪

♪ A dollar That’s what I need ♪

♪ And if I share with you My story ♪

♪ Would you share Your dollar with me? ♪

Shit.

I’m kind of in the middle of something, Cam.

I know. I’m sorry. Tell Julie I said I’m sorry too.

- What’s up? - A’ight, so you remember

those Dave Matthews tickets I was supposed to get to scalp for the vig money?

- Yeah. - I didn’t get ’em.

- Oh, Jesus. - I know. It’s not good right now.

But I’m gonna go see Rene, tell him we don’t got the 300.

But I could use some Jewish muscle with me.

Yeah, okay. I’ll see you in 30.

Cool.

- You okay? - Yeah.

There’s a meeting I forgot about.

T-shirts?

No.

Something else.

So, what are you doing later?

Getting ready to leave tomorrow.

Yeah? Where are you going?

Driving to Baltimore.

My best friend’s getting married there Sunday.

She rented out this ballroom at some historic hotel.

Apparently we’re going to party like it’s 1899.

B-more. That’s a long drive.

It is to do alone.

- Hello?

The beverage Jews.

What’s good, fellas?

So our legal team reviewed the terms,

and it looks like you’re gonna get your buyout, Rene.

Excellent, excellent.

Listen, so when you want your money?

As soon as we get the go-ahead from John Lardner.

Who’s that?

He’s the owner of L.F. Beverages, Rene.

It’s the company that actually owns Rasta Monsta.

He needs to approve you as a licensee.

He flew in from Jamaica to meet you.

I’m not talking to nobody.

You guys talk to him, make it happen, okay?

This is standard practice, buddy.

We’re not trying to hustle you.

We’re not gangsters. We’re not thugs.

We’re Jews.

We want this deal to happen, Rene,

but it’s John Lardner’s decision in the end.

Where-- where he want to meet me?

The Oak Room at the Plaza at 7:00 p.m.

And then after that it’s all good, right?

If it goes well.

Good luck, Rene.

You okay, boss?

Bro, ain’t I always okay?

I’m okay.

- Look who it is. - Damn.

- Sixto! - Yo.

Man, good to be back. Good to be seen, bro.

Good morning, sweethearts.

- How are you? - Hey, Rene.

- Good? - What’s up, coz?

Good, man.

Cam, come here.

Come here.

A little kindness.

- What? - Hold the door.

- Empanadas. - It’s good.

Literally 45,000 ideas.

Of course we can do that.

We are pros.

Absolutely.

- Yes!

Yes, okay.

So we’ll see you later.

Thanks, Darren!

- Was that--?

Yes. I don’t know how you did it

Wait, what-- what did I do?

Your boyfriend just called to offer us his hotel.

- To design. - Are you kidding me?

No! It’s not a done deal yet,

but he wants us to meet with the investors,

and he says he’s going to jam it through.

God, that’s so phallic. I love him.

We can put together a pitch in an hour, right?

- Wait, this is crazy. - I know.

We’re going to design a fucking hotel, Rachel!

No, you don’t understand. Darren asked me to move in with him.

What did you say?

I didn’t respond.

I’ve been kind of avoiding him ever since.

Just say yes, you wacko.

He’s obviously crazy about you.

I think it’s weird.

I mean, why is he doing this?

Why is he asking us?

Because we’re brilliant designers, that is why.

I don’t know if that’s it.

Look, let’s just give it a shot.

If the situation is at all uncomfortable,

we don’t have to take the job, okay?

- I mean, I-- - Great.

That’s my girl. Let’s go down to the café.

I need an espresso rimmed with Ritalin.

Say it-- say it one more time, please.

Not because I didn’t hear it,

but I just want to savor the words.

We don’t have your money, Rene.

- We’re just asking you

to let it slide till tomorrow.

Then you’ll get your cash back.

We got a big T-shirt order.

I thought you guys were making jeans.

Crisp is a brand.

You see, Rene, we make everything.

We sold 300 T-shirts to the biggest retailer in Japan.

We’re just waiting for the silkscreener to finish them.

- Right? - Yeah.

We’ll deliver them and you’ll get your $3,300.

But not today.

- No. - It’s 24 hours, coz.

You’re family, Cam, okay?

And I don’t say this often,

but I do love you.

- And you, Ben... - Yeah?

...I’m starting to love.

I’m going to float you the day.

- Really? - No, not really.

- Today is vig day,

not tomorrow.

But I’m having a good week. Oh, I’m having a good week.

So this is what I’m going to do.

I’m going to be generous.

I’m going to let you two boys work off this week’s vig.

Work off how?

♪ Sim, simmer, who got the keys To my Beemer? ♪

Fuck.

Rasta Monsta!

Four fucking times?

Yeah. Take it.

You know you an animal, right?

- I know. - I’m impressed.

- Check this out. - You serious?

But listen, don’t marry her.

- What? Are you insane? - No, I’m just saying,

four times, you get that crazy reaction,

you think she’s the one, do something stupid.

- There’s no shot. - Do I get to take one?

Go ahead. Free. It’s great. I do like her though.

I can tell.

Yeah, she’s driving to this wedding

in Baltimore this weekend.

I think she was trying to invite me.

Nah, man.

It’s too soon for a road trip.

- Yeah. Probably. - Yeah.

- Hey. - Yo, what’s up, ladies?

So, what exactly is a Rasta Monsta?

Rasta Monsta happens to be the finest beverage

the Caribbean has to offer.

- Oh, really? - Try some.

On the house today and only today.

Hey, what’s up, Henry?

- Ugh, this tastes like shit. - What?

- I’m just kidding. It’s great.

No, I just didn’t expect them that quick.

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

All right. Cool, man.

Hey, that was the silkscreener’s.

- Our shirts are ready. - Are you serious?

- Yeah. - Yo, let’s go.

Yo, Charlie, what’s up?

Can I get your number?

You move a little quickly, don’t you think?

I’m saying, that’s how I do.

All right.

Pack up.

We can’t just leave. What if Rene comes by?

Rene? Man, listen, vig day lasts all day,

so if we go to Haraki, we get paid.

And if we get paid, Rene gets paid.

- Come on.

♪ As we enter ♪

♪ Come now, we take you On the biggest adventure ♪

♪ Must be dementia That you ever thought ♪

♪ You could touch Our credentials ♪

♪ What’s the initials? ♪

♪ You be Jamrock The lyrical official ♪

♪ Send out the order Laws and the rituals ♪

♪ Burn candles, say prayers Paint murals ♪

♪ It is truth, we big news We ’hood heroes ♪

Oh, fuck. It’s Rene.

Oh, shit.

I’m just going to let it go to voicemail.

No, no, don’t do that, ’cause if he wants something,

he’s just gonna just look for us in Union Square, man. Pick it up.

Hola, primo.

Yo, little cousin. How’s it going, my man?

Yo, hold on for a sec.

Yeah, take as many as you want for the kids.

Get your Rasta Monsta!

Yo, coz, me and Ben are killing it right now.

Yeah, you little, lying motherfucker.

You know you ain’t in Union Square, man.

You didn’t think I’m going to have people checking up on you?

Union Square? No, no, we said Washington Square.

Oh, really? Okay, guess what.

I’m on my way, and your ass better be there, man.

Huh? Yo, I can’t hear you. Bad reception.

Yo, Rene, I’m gonna call you right back.

Think Moroccan "Breakfast at Tiffany’s."

God is in the details.

The secret to a successful hotel

is in the interchange between public and private spaces.

Make people behave like adults on the ground floor,

and you’ll have them tripping over each other to book a suite.

So it’s "ladies in the parlor, whores in the bedroom"?

Precisely.

Thanks, Edie.

Just give us a minute.

- Of course. - Great.

- Thank you. - Thank you, gentlemen.

How’d I do?

Excellent.

It wasn’t easy with you giving Darren

the death stare the entire time.

I wasn’t giving death stares.

I was giving a stare of doubt and suspicion.

Look, Rachel. Look around you.

We could fuck the shit out of this place.

- Hmm?

Look, ladies,

obviously, I didn’t give you enough time to prepare for this.

And that’s my fault.

But you rocked it despite that.

They love you two.

- Congratulations. - Are you shitting us?

No, I’m not shitting you.

That is just the response I was looking for.

Your turn.

Um... can I just talk to you for a second?

Why do I feel like I’m in trouble?

Did Rachel tell you that we charge by the square foot?

I am aware.

Um...

I am going to go take a tour of this gorgeous, gorgeous hotel,

which is huge, by the way.

So. Hi.

Hi.

What’s going on?

- With? - All this.

- Are you not happy? - I’m trying to understand it.

It’s like you asked me to move in with you--

Which you still owe me an answer on, by the way.

Are you trying to buy me?

Rach, look, I wanted you to have this hotel long before I asked you to move in with me.

Is that really true? ’Cause we’re not really the go-to firm for this kind of thing.

Yeah, it is.

Look, I believe in you and that crazy lady over there.

- So this is not personal. - Well, I wouldn’t say that.

I like you, Rachel. I like having you around.

Okay, well, what if I said that...

I’m not ready to move in with you?

Well...

is that your answer?

Yes.

Well, I would say that I’m a guy

who doesn’t like to take no for an answer.

Lucky for me we’ll be working together, so...

I’ll have plenty of time to change your mind.

I gotta go back to these guys, but just look around.

Make yourself at home, all right?

Give me a hand there.

- ( Rene chuckles

What the fuck, man? You guys look like you’re waiting for the principal.

- We were smoking a joint. - You were doing what?

We were smoking a J.

And your P.O. walked in, bro.

Damn.

Larry.

How are you doing?

You know, I was just thinking about you.

It’s amazing. Everything cool with you?

I was fine, Rene.

I was having a very nice day, in fact,

until I came to visit my newest parolee

and found a couple of ex-cons smoking pot and playing Halo,

which puts you in violation of two parole stipulations.

I didn’t realize playing Halo was a stipulation on my record.

- Oh, don’t get cute with me. - Oh, come on, man. What are you going to do?

Violate me because a couple of my buddies are potheads?

- You can’t do that to me, man. - Maybe.

Or I could violate you because you’ve yet to show me a W-2.

W-2? I mean, look around you, man.

I’m running my own business here.

- What is all this? - A beverage company.

- Rasta Monsta. - Never heard of it.

The Red Bull of the Caribbean.

Where’s a guy like you get the money for a beverage company?

I worked for it.

You mean you stole for it.

Look, Larry,

I got a real important meeting in a couple of hours, okay?

If you’re going to bust me,

do it now so I can be polite and cancel.

And this meeting has something to do with your company?

It has everything to do with the company.

Fine. Then I’m coming with you.

Oh, hell no, you’re not.

Oh, hell yes, I am, Rene.

I can and will do whatever it takes

to determine you’re not in violation of your parole.

Hell, if I wanted to watch you get your dick wet,

I could do that too.

So, who are we meeting with?

- What is that? - I don’t know.

I think it’s a drink or something.

Sick fucking truck, man.

Cool, thanks. Don’t nobody touch nut’n.

We’re coming right back.

This is your original.

Uh-huh.

This is what I came up with.

I think I used too much transparent base.

It’s beautiful!

Nicely done, Henry!

I can’t believe I even slept with the guy.

I have dated hundreds of men in this city,

and not one of them has offered me a pot to piss in,

much less the hottest hotel in the Bowery to design.

He’s so fucking manipulative.

You see manipulation. I see romance.

Edie, you said if I wasn’t comfortable, we wouldn’t do it.

I know I did.

But I didn’t say I wouldn’t try to change your mind.

Nuts?

- Larry? - Yeah?

Is it okay if I introduce you as my accountant?

Try fucking yourself, convict.

So does that mean you’ll consider it?

Mr. Lardner?

Rene.

I was expecting you to be Jamaican.

I was born and raised in Kingston.

You are?

Larry.

How you doing?

He’s my parole officer.

Yeah, I wish it was a joke, John,

but it’s not.

I see.

- Hello? - Yo, Frankie goes to Harajuku.

What’s good, playa?

Who is this?

It’s Cam Calderon, from Crisp.

Oh, hello, Cam. How are you?

That’s the kind of love I’m talking about.

Yo, tell Haraki the kids are ready to make delivery.

Jesus, you make it sound like a coke deal.

10:00 tonight at the Smith? Yeah, yeah, we’ll be there.

A’ight, I’ll see you there.

We’re in business, son!

Another round over here, sweetie.

Edie, I’m wasted.

Not wasted enough.

What, are you trying to take advantage of me now?

- Maybe. - No matter how wasted you get me,

I’m still not going to want you to sell me into white slavery.

If you don’t want to do this hotel to make your life better--

Which you should, by the way--

Please do it to have some mercy on mine.

I cannot design another Murphy dining room table,

or I will surely blow my fucking brains out.

This is the break I’ve always dreamed of.

We’ve always dreamed of.

And we’re great designers. We could kill that hotel.

I want to do a hotel, but I want to do it the right way.

There is no right or wrong way to succeed anymore, honeybun.

I know you don’t believe that.

Maybe a long time ago I didn’t.

But now I’m divorced.

I’m in my 30s.

I’m being swallowed up

by the biggest city on earth.

I am clinging to a life raft

in the middle of a tidal wave.

Please, I beg of you,

throw me a line.

If you do this, I’ll make you partner.

Official.

What if I don’t?

I’ll consider it an act of self-sabotage

and total disregard for our friendship.

Really?

We are doing this hotel.

I’m not asking you. I’m telling you.

Do not fuck this up for us.

Thanks for the drinks.

I made Rasta Monsta big in my ’hood,

And I can make it big across the country.

Look, I have access to neighborhoods

in a way that Adam and Scott could never even dream of.

What kind of access, Rene?

Legitimate access through Latin organizations.

I have to tell you, Rene,

a parole officer at a meeting,

that’s a first for me.

Look, I know. I know I had my trouble.

I’m not gonna lie to you, John. But that’s behind me now.

- Mm-hmm. - You see,

I wanted to be that guy from the ’hood

that kids looked up to.

Me. You know?

I always wanted to be that guy.

- Hmm. - Just took me a little while

to figure out how to do it legally.

- You doubt him, sir? - You don’t?

I look into his eyes

and I believe his time in jail may have changed him

the same way it changed me.

You did time too?

That’s a conversation for another day.

For now, let’s build our business.

Well, congratu-fucking-lations, Rene.

It seems you’re running a legitimate business

with another ex-con.

So are you going to violate me now or what?

I’m going to wait. Wait for something to stick.

I’m watching you, compadre.

Guys like that...

don’t understand guys like us.

Today was a great day.

Yeah. Yo, and you know what?

Remember what I said earlier about Julie?

No.

About not going on the road trip?

Oh, yeah. What about it?

I was kind of being a hater.

I mean, you know, since you broke up with Rachel,

I’ve been kind of used to having you around.

And then comes this new girl, and boom.

- You’re all wifed up again. - You’re so sensitive, Cam.

Shut up, man.

I’m not gonna get wifed up. Come on. Please.

- But you know what? - What?

This girl is dope, so don’t listen to me.

- Call her right now and tell her you’ll go to Baltimore. - You think?

Yeah, man. Take some of this hard-earned cash you’re about to make right now

and get out of the city. Go get some crabs.

- You know what I mean.

- I’ll call. - What the--?

- Oh, shit!

- What the--? - No, motherfuckers! Stop!

My T-shirts are in there! Stop!

Come back!

- Stop! Hold it!

- Whoa! Whoa!

- Hey, that’s our van! - Stop!

Damn!

Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck!

Fuck!

We did it once. We can make the shirts again.

You know what I’m saying?

There’s no time. We got no money.

I think the universe is trying to tell us something.

Like what?

You want me to go with you to tell Rene?

No.

No, he’ll kill you.

Me he’ll just beat.

Are you sure?

Yeah. I got this.

♪ Always and forevermore ♪

Call you later.

♪ I called to say I’m on the way ♪

♪ A thousand years remain ♪

Where are you going?

♪ I burned the cigarette Somewhere ♪

♪ Ashes still It fall, fall, falls ♪

- Hey. - Hi.

Hey, when are you leaving for Baltimore?

Tomorrow, and that’s what I wanted to talk to you about.

You want some company?

Are you interested?

- Definitely. - I was going to ask you this morning,

then I thought it was a little too soon

to do something like that.

No, no.

Not at all, actually.

Can I call you back in a few?

Sure.

Thanks.

Hi, Ben.

Everything okay?

No.

That’s what I’m talking about, baby!

I was fucking talking to that guy.

That’s what I’m talking about.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Guys, guys, look who’s here.

My little lying cousin, man.

Rene, let me explain.

Explain what, bro?

How you played hooky from the job today

because you’re cruising around in my Rasta Monsta machine,

chasing pussy, no doubt?

- Man, come here, man.

Come closer.

Come here, man.

Come here.

I wanna tell you something.

I was a fuckup when I was your age.

And I forgive you.

Thank you, coz.

You know why I’m being nice?

Because you are looking at the new

North American Rasta Monsta C.E....!

O!

Right here. Right here.

- Are you serious? - Yeah, baby.

Wait, so you know what this means?

- What? What? - Next time he’s moving weight,

he don’t have to worry about the feds!

Get the little man a drink, bro. Hook him up.

- Yeah. - That’s right.

Yeah, to my cousin!

To Rene!

Yeah, baby. Here we go.

By the way, the truck got stolen today.

Jesus, how drunk are you?

I-- I’m very drunk.

And I’m drunk because my life is a fucking mess,

and it’s all because of you.

All right, what happened?

None of your business.

Yeah, okay, but it’s my fault.

Yeah, it is your fault.

Look, I don’t blame anybody else for my problems, all right?

Yes, because when it’s about you,

you wanna blame yourself...

- Oh, Jesus. - ...because then you get to, like, hate yourself.

And you know what, man? I hate you too right now.

- Oh, great. - So guess what?

- What? - We got that in common.

Fuck you, Rachel. I don’t want to hear this shit right now.

No, Ben, fuck you, all right?

For being miserable.

Fuck you for-- for--

for being unwilling to change.

- Anything else? - Fuck you for-- yeah.

Fuck you for letting me go.

- What? - Yeah.

I didn’t let you go, Rachel.

You just left me.

- No, you made me. - No, I didn’t.

I didn’t want you to go.

Aww.

I just...

I just wanted more.

You wanted more.

I just wanted, like, a little more.

From you.

I wanted, like, a little more...

for you.

And now I have nothing.

Can you understand that?

I...

Yeah, I do.

Do you hate me now?

I don’t hate you, all right?

Come inside before you freeze.

Oh, you’re such a sweet guy.

I try.

♪ We’re bound to wait All night ♪

♪ She’s bound to run amok ♪

♪ Invested enough In it anyhow ♪

♪ To each his own ♪

♪ The garden needs Sorting out ♪

♪ She curls her lips On the bow ♪

♪ And I don’t know If I’m dead or not ♪

♪ To anyone ♪

♪ Come on and get The minimum ♪

♪ Before you open up Your eyes ♪

♪ This army has so many heads ♪

♪ To analyze ♪

♪ Come on and get Your overdose ♪

♪ Collect it At the borderline ♪

♪ And they want to get up In your head ♪

♪ Because they know And so do I ♪

♪ The high road Is hard to find ♪

♪ A detour to your new life ♪

♪ Tell all of your friends Goodbye ♪