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here because my girls do everything their girlfriends can.

Congrats on getting your needs met, fellas.

Look, I was thinking about it and I want to raise the percentage

to what we discussed.

I'll give you 49% stake.

I do the day-to-day. You sit back, relax, and watch the cash roll in.

How much?

Look, I could ask for more, but you're a friend.

I want to give you a deal. How much?

$200,000 today.

Good to see you guys.

Well, look, I'm going to be real for a second. Clayton offered me more, but I

said no. Hey, look, no offense, fellas.

He wants to be too hands-on. I want a partner that's going to let me do my

thing, you know?

I think you found yourself a real sweet sugar daddy in Clayton, and you better

thank him properly, okay?

Hold up.

You wouldn't want your wife to find out what you've been doing here, right?

My wife is too busy fucking her trainer to give a shit where I waste my time.

Hey,

boss, what do you want to do about that line?

Whatever, just let him in. No cover, all right?

Jesus, fuck.

Let's get you off the floor.

You know, into your office.

Yeah, let's talk in my office.

Okay.

How about I get Riley to bring in some waters, huh?

Fuck the water.

Where's the money?

Look, you guys just can't come in here and tell me Clayton consolidated all my

debts and expects me to pay. I need some time. You give us some money, we give

you some time.

I get the position you fellas are in.

Clinton's putting pressure on you.

You think you got a storm in here, act all tough and smash things up. I get it.

But can we please handle this like businessmen? This office smells like a

subway station bathroom.

This is how you conduct business in a fucking shithole.

Seriously, guys, you gotta consider anger management therapy.

There's a little much.

Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait. All right, all right.

Just wait, all right? Wait.

Look, I have the money, I promise.

Where the fuck is it? I just need some time. How much time?

Four. Yeah!

Two. Two.

Two out.

Oh!

How about this?

I'll pick a card.

What you got to put up?

My card.

Oh, come on!

So, what would you do if you were in my shoes?

Fuck Tommy.

He doesn't have any other cards to play. And even if he miraculously finds the

money to pay back Clayton, he's so far behind on his mortgage, the bank is

going to foreclose if he doesn't sell.

Yeah, but if that's the case, you could get the place for even cheaper.

Yeah, but that could mean a lot of red tape.

Plus, the banks might already have a deal with another developer.

So what would you do?

I would relax and enjoy yourself while you run out Tommy's clock.

Brilliant.

And ruthless.

I mean to never do business with you.

As if you could ever say no to me.

How many times have you guys come in here and I hooked you up with drinks and

girls all night?

What the fuck did you just say?

Hook us up?

You never fucking hooked us up. You owed us.

Just let me pick a card.

I'll guess this suit. The odds are in your favor.

What's the worst thing that happens? You hang out in a club with naked women for

two hours?

I don't know about you, Virgil, but I know Jack lives... Jeez.

We'll take the car.

It's going to be hot.

It's going to be hot spots.

Hot! I fucking told you. All right, all right, all right. Look, we had a deal.

Two hours, right? Two hours?

Riley, honey, where are those waters?

I don't have time to be your waitress, Tommy. I will send Clara.

Two hours.

Branch is here to make a cash offer on the place.

You remember Mr.

Branch? Yeah, yeah, yeah, of course, of course. Send him in with Claire.

Thank you.

Can Claire get you a drink, Ray?

No, I'm all right. Thank you.

Nice to meet you, Mr. Branch. How are you?

Call me Derek.

Okay.

So, Derek, I'm expecting another busy night. So what's your offer?

Well, Riley tells me you're a very motivated seller and that you'll

consider a serious offer.

First thing, if you want to own a new club, you got to learn to never trust

anything a stripper tells you.

Right.

Well, that said, my silent partner and I are willing

to offer you $200,000 in cash.

$200,000?

You spend more on this place just to keep it running.

I understand, but we both know that we're going to have to dump twice that

much into it just to get it up to code.

And at that point, to be honest with you...

We might just knock it down and build an apartment complex.

I believe this fucking guy.

Comes in here smiling.

Thinks he's going to bend me over my desk and fuck me in the ass without even

spitting in my fucking asshole. Fuck you.

Cute. Listen, Tommy.

You're the captain of a sinking ship.

I'm trying to throw you a lifeline here.

We both know that you're not going to get a better offer than this.

So, the offer's on the table.

My lawyer has already drawn up the paperwork.

All you have to do is sign.

Take the money, Tommy.

You throw in another 50K, wire it to me, and I'll sign it right now.

I would have to contact my partner for that.

Call him.

He's in another deal right now.

If he's such a big shot, I'm sure 50K is nothing to him.

Right. Well, be that as it may, I'm only authorized to offer the 200K.

It's on the table right now, and this offer leaves with me.

Then don't leave.

I'll get Riley.

We'll give you the house special.

She'll send somebody in to take care of you and your boys.

Or you get your partner on the phone.

I can't guarantee I'll be able to reach him.

I think you will.

Because if they could trust you with that much money, they'll answer your

fucking phone call.

This fucking guy.

Thank you.

Oh, no.

I'm sorry.

Oh. Oh.

No. No.

Oh my God.

Awesome.

Help.

oh wow

Yeah.

Sorry.

Thank you.

What what what

I don't know.

um um

Help me.

Thank you.

Wow.

No.

um um

Thank you.

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uh um

Oh, God.

Oh.

Thank you.

Oh, God.

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Oh.

Thank you so much, Kendra. Put some ice on that and back on stage in 20.