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You think you know Las Vegas.

The lights, the action, the sex.

But there's a Vegas you've never seen before.

My Vegas.

My name is Angelica, and I deal in dreams.

And because everyone has a little sin in them, the next dream fulfilled could be

your own.

Why I can't come with you, baby?

Vanessa, I told you.

You would be bored.

Oh, come on.

I wouldn't be on your way. You know me.

And besides, who's going to take care of your baby?

I do.

It's not like that.

His business.

I know what you want.

Just wait.

Vegas.

I'm sorry, Vanessa.

The answer is still no.

Look, I'll bring you back something nice and shiny.

Huh? How's that?

I will miss you.

Come on.

Why not just... Enough!

Don't worry.

I won't let you get lonely.

Do you gonna make a big score on this, baby?

It's the biggest.

Everything's good to go. The suite's under the name Thomas.

Oh, yeah? How many?

At least six, maybe seven. Is everything set up?

Yeah, no biggie. I got the casino vault issue on individual player chips.

Everyone's at equal par starting at seven figures.

Well, you can bet Ramirez is going to try to make 10 million the minimum.

You know what? Please remind him if he gives you any trouble, all the terms

were set up in advance.

Big money with bigger egos.

There. That should do it. So tomorrow night at nine, please keep everyone

informed. And Sasha, you can have the rest of the day off. I've got a mountain

of paperwork to deal with. You sure you don't want help?

Sasha, when your boss tells you you can have the rest of the day off, get out of

here.

Thanks.

How many in security know about this game?

Just me.

And, uh, all the guys in the vault, that's it.

Good. There's gonna be more money and bullshit in that suite than an entire

night in the casinos. The less people that know, the better, okay?

Yep.

Hello, Natasha.

Nice to meet you.

It's Sasha now.

Ah, right.

My mistake.

Are you just going to stand there?

What are you doing here?

I just happened to... To be in town.

Right.

Okay, look, you got me.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry to have busted in on you like this, but truth is, I miss you, you

know? What more did you want me to say?

Well, you could start with the angle.

No angles.

Promise.

That's not behind me.

You just decided to fly halfway around the world to look up an old runner?

An old girlfriend.

Look, I know things could have been better.

I understand why you left.

So you're not mad?

Of course not.

Things are different now.

No more imports and exports.

I just wanted to say hello.

My mistake.

I shouldn't have bothered you.

One drink.

Good scotch?

The best.

Everything's all set?

Tomorrow night, we're going to phone the location to your room one hour in

advance. Since when did you get all cloak and dagger?

You decided to make the pot so big.

I like a woman who knows her business.

Speaking of which, I'd like to introduce you to Cynthia, my assistant.

Hi.

Champagne? Thank you. Nice to meet you.

I was hoping you might be able to recommend some places she might enjoy

while I'm out playing with the boys.

Oh, that's okay. I'll just hit the tables or something.

Oh, I think Angelica can do better in a game of blackjack.

Oh, absolutely.

There's Pink Rioters in town. Would you like front and center?

Really? You can do that?

Yep, and I'll have the driver escort you backstage to meet the band after.

What'd I tell you?

She's the best.

God,

I was young.

I'm stupid.

Any love?

So you don't miss the life?

Not even a little.

How about you?

Why'd you quit?

Do you remember Vanessa?

She died last year.

A balloon burst in her stomach.

Vanessa?

Jesus, she was just a kid. Yeah, it was very sad.

Scared me clean.

Fortunately, you got out in time.

I wish things could have been different.

I was wrong to make you do those things.

Yeah.

Yeah, you were.

Anyway, I've put that part of my life behind me now.

So now you're in America.

Did you find what you were looking for?

Yeah.

Yes, I have.

I like it here.

I feel safe.

Good. I'm glad.

I'm not the same person.

Neither am I.

You sure you haven't missed me?

Not even a little.

Sorry about the dress.

Didn't mean to rip it.

Would you like me to buy you a new?

This... This isn't me anymore, Boris.

Right. You've changed.

Right, Natasha?

Sasha, I'm not the same person.

Is that what you tell Angelica?

Or do you really believe that bullshit?

How do you know about Angelica?

She's quite an entrepreneur.

She doesn't know, does she?

Don't be ashamed of your past.

It makes you who you are.

Or you can change your name and your accent.

Fancy yourself up.

But you're still my scared little cock mule.

Who does whatever it is I say.

Fuck you!

I'm not some 20-year-old junkie who can order around anymore.

Really? It's a big independent American woman now, huh?

This could all go away with a snap of my fingers.

What do you think Angelica would do if she knew the truth about you?

I'm such an idiot.

What do you want?

There's a game tomorrow night, hosted by your boss.

I want in.

No, I wouldn't help you even if I could.

You can and you will.

You have too much to lose.

I put my funds in your bank's vault.

All you have to do is get me on the list.

Fuck you.

Been there.

Think about it.

You've created a new life for yourself.

No need to throw it away.

How's it going?

All righty. What about yourself?

This the Ramirez file?

Yeah? I'm gonna take it.

Oh, you know, there is always something.

Turns out I forgot to put down one of the names on the list. A card player

from L.A.

Who?

Boris Temkin.

He's legit.

Bought into the game over a month ago, but, well, I got the name screwed up and

put him down for a show.

Does Angelic even know about this or not?

Actually, I... Look, I screwed up.

I was kind of hoping we could keep it... On the down low?

Are you kidding me, Sash?

I mean, this isn't even my deal. It's Angelica's. I just can't throw people in

the mix the last second, you know?

But you're not.

He was already down for it.

I just forgot to add him to the final list.

Whatever. Listen, just please, for now on, give me a heads up. I don't operate

this way, all right? So just, what's the guy's name again?

Boris Tempkin.

L.A., right?

L.A., right?

Yes.

And what do you do?

International trade, I think.

Consider it done, sunshine.

Thanks. Yeah.

Oh, you won.

Yeah.

How about that?

Mmm.

I like this one.

Yes?

You're pleasing me now. I am? Yeah.

Well... Maybe I can be arranged?

Don't you excite me Don't you fuck me

Is that what you wanted?

Yes.

You

like

that, don't you?

Very much.

You know you can't wear that to the rock concert.

I know.

I'm just trying it on.

Yeah.

Sweet 720.

Thank you, Sasha.

Have fun.

Like I'm dead?

They always do.

Here's the Black Diamond 2000 series.

Red and blue.

Boris Temkin?

Yeah, am I late? No, no, no. I'm Matthew.

Now, they just sat down. Why don't you get situated here?

Good.

Hello, gentlemen.

Boris Temkin.

And you are?

Ready to play.

Shall we start?

Opening day to say 100,000.

Gentlemen, good luck.

Play fair.

Bank's open 24-7 in case any of you guys get lucky, you can go make a deposit.

Capisce? Have fun.

Can I get you anything, Mr. Temkin?

Ah, scotch.

Clean. Thanks.

Thanks for seeing me.

Glad you called. Have a seat.

Who is Boris Temkin?

You got him into the game.

Care to tell me why?

I used to know him.

From where?

Moscow.

I was 16.

Living on the streets, doing things just to get by.

Boris got me out of it.

Put me up in a nice place, took care of me.

Eventually he had me smuggling drugs all over Europe.

What's he doing here?

Said he'd tell you.

Tell everyone about... about what I used to, you know.

If you didn't get him into the game.

I'm so sorry.

I was just so... I didn't think.

Do you have any idea what this could do to my business?

If people find out, it could ruin me.

I should have told you.

I'm sorry.

You know, Sasha, everyone has a past. I knew about yours. I didn't know the

players or the particulars, but I knew about it. I knew enough.

I mean, no one's past is everything they'd wish it to be. My God.

Okay, well.

The game should be over. Let me see what happened.

Boris won.

He always does.

He cheats. How?

I don't know.

Different ways, different times.

But he always has an inside track.

I'll be out of here by tomorrow.

I'm really, really sorry I let you down.

Well, I'm sure it was very hard to come to me. I appreciate that.

Mr. Larson is due in from Chicago in the morning, being by nine.

I'm not fired?

Well, I wouldn't suggest being late.

What about Boris?

Even if you call the police, he'll tell them about me and... I'll deal with Mr.

Timpkin, okay? Sasha, go home.

It would be great.

Oh, God.

Six million. Oh, my God.

Yeah, baby.

It's a lot of money.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my shit.

Yep, she wiped out the closet.

Obviously took everything at value.

And he played me for a fucking fool.

Played us both.

I understand your losses, minus the other players, are in the neighborhood

of three million.

I'm sure Mr. Temkin is caring far more than that.

What, are you saying I should look at this as some kind of opportunity?

It's up to you.

Why?

Tell me.

Why don't you just go to the police?

Because they're not my client.

No.

You're not telling me something.

You're covering for somebody.

Look, I protect a lot of people, including yourself.

Whether the money or not.

Sex was a hoe.

But let's face it, what the fuck is worth half of six million?

Hm?

Big night?

My friend, you have no idea.

I feel like the luckiest man alive.

Well comrade, your luck just ran out.

Experience enough in life and eventually every song seems to remind you of a

lover you once knew.

And every street corner becomes a wrong turn you once made.

But our past doesn't have to define us.

Sometimes it's just a stop along the way.

You make me feel so good

It

makes me feel good