# It's been going on like this for a while#
# New York City and Hollywood también#
# Money, money money, money#
# Hablando de los Benjamins#
# With no pity three Caddys and a Benz#
# Own the cards you'll come up aces#
# The only rule#
# I believe#
# Two homes are more beautiful#
# Than one#
# Welcome to my empire#
# Oh-oh#
# Step up to the fiire#
# Oh-oh-oh#
# Welcome to my empire#
# Oh-oh#
# Step up to the fiire#
# Oh-oh, oh, oh#
# Take no prisoners and trust no one...#
Man's Voice: Damn.! Had I known what I know now.!
But, today cats are different 'cause we all know that selling and competition...
that's what this country's built on.
It's all about one thing... making money.
Money, baby. Simple as that.
Everything else is just bullshit.
Money's why people come here from every country in the world.
It's what the American dream is about.
You think people come from all over the world to live in east New York...
Harlem, the south Bronx, because of the beautiful views...
the fucking quality oflife?
My name is Victor Rosa.
I'm young, Latin and good-looking, and I call it like I see it.
One thing about me, I'll tell you what I think...
whether you wanna hear it or not.
You're not gonna get bullshit from me.
Nah-uh. I'm a businessman. An entrepreneur...
Like Rockefeller and Carnegie. And in my time...
a geek motherfucker like Bill Gates. That's right.
They all did it themselves. Fought the odds and made a fortune.
So why can't I? Like them, I got a product.
I sell it aggressively and I make money. A lot of it.
It doesn't take advertising to sell... it pretty much sells itself.
It takes brains to make money and survive in this business.
(gunshot)
And that may have been the same for Rockefeller...
as it is for Gates, but in what I do...
you fuck up, you just don't lose one of your stock options.
So we run out of my boy Jimmy's crib.
Me and Jimmy, we got into this together...
when we werejust kids. We worked our way from lookouts.
It's my crew but...
I honestly couldn't do it withoutJimmy.
And Chedda... Chedda's a monster, yo.
Not because ofhis size but because he's all heart, baby.
Blackest motherfucker I know.
Jay... Well, Jay is a special case.
He's what you call 'simple. " An idiot savant.
Sometimes more idiot than savant.
What we make here is my product...
a heroin mix I call 'empire. "
Okay, it works like this.
There are three other dealers who work this area beside me.
You got Hector's 'exorcist. "
You got Tito who sells his 'severe. "
Then there's Negro. That motherfucker's a legend.
Damn good businessman for a faggot.
Not that I got anything against faggots, but I gotta give it up to him.
'Dancing queen"is a dope-ass name for his shit, too.
We all get our supply from the same connect...
"La Colombiana"... Joanna Menendez.
We all sell the same product, just mix it differently, put our own labels on it.
I cut mine the least 'cause I believe in purity.
Tito, though, cuts his shit as deep as he can...
and gets more packets per ounce that way.
But I get loyal buyers. People know 'empire"and they look for it.
But dumb-ass Tito can't begin to understand how that works.
That's the reason he's always in some shit.
It's funny, and it might seem hazardous to you...
but we hang out in the same places.
No need to step on each other's toes, right?
But for those of you who've never been in my neighborhood...
we're split up into four separate areas.
The meat of it belongs to me.
(pencil scratching)
Exorcist got some decent spot.
And Negro's is below that, around Bruckner Boulevard.
Severe's got spots next to mine.
As you can see, sometimes they tend to slip...
and overlap into my spot.
And when that happens, you got trouble.
Oh... you're trying to fuck up my shot, right?
- You trying to fuck me up? - Man: Vic!
- Yo, what's up? - We're fighting now, nigga!
- Are you waiting on this? - Fuck this motherfucking game!
Yo, word is, man, they got David laying...
in the street like a little bitch, son.
- Tito's boys.! - They beat the shit out of him.
Yo, let's do this. Fuck!
Vic: You remember when I said Tito was always in some shit?
He was trying to move in on one of my spots again.
I mean, we're talking maybe 20 feet.
But that 20 feet was worth 30 grand a week, easy.
# I be dat nigga named Luda'#
# Alert, alert it's the ATalien intruder#
# College Park water boy spitting in your cooler#
# I jam till they deaf...#
I got it from my brother, 'G. "
Tiene que ir a líder y cogerlo fuerte...
Go straight to the leader and take him down hard.
Leader of what?
You do that and it's over.
- Motherfucker! - Jimmy: Yeah, nigga, yeah.
Fuck me? Fuck your damn self, fucker!
You get your ass kicked, nigga. Yeah.!
You fucked up, kid.
You snatched my nut, all right.
You take my nut...
I'll fucking take your nuts, motherfucker, you hear me?
- (groans) Oh, shit.! - Vic: I can't hear you.
What the fuck you doing?
I'm gonna blow your motherfucking head off, motherfucker.
- Come on, Jimmy. - I'm gonna kill you, motherfucker!
Chill out. We got him. Come on...
Jimmy: Call me, motherfucker.
You tell Tito to call me, all right?
Victor's voice: There's a strange fairness at work here.
Everybody pushes the boundaries every day.
You push and see, then push some more and see how they react.
It seems stupid, but remember, every foot is a dollar.
Dollars is the only thing that matters out here.
Yo, Jason.
Yo, Jason.!
What?
What you mean, "what?" Get over here.
Damn.
What's wrong with you, man?
Why are you staring at me? Did I do something?
Why you gotta do something for me to stare at you, man?
- You know I love you, man. - I know.
Well? You love your daddy?
You know I do.
You gotta tell your daddy sometime.
Why we gotta do this?
We gotta go through it 'cause sometimes your daddy wanna know you love him, too.
I'm always loving you, playing with you.
It ain't all about you all the time, man.
I love you, Dad.
- That didn't hurt, right? - Yeah.
You're snotty, man. You always...
Get outta here, man. Go play your game, man.
Jose is here. He's all fucked up.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Yo, Jason, go to your room.
What the fuck happened?
Who the fuck did this to you?
Empire's trying to make a move.
You're saying Vic did this to you?
Búscame, Rafael.
I'll find out about this shit.
Wait a minute, Tito. He's not exactly moving in.
What the fuck does "not exactly" mean?
Look, we was chilling, right? And I saw David.
I don't like that motherfucker, so I slapped him around.
He ran away like a bitch. Next thing I know, Vic is moving in on us.
Get me a drink.
What the fuck, man?
What's the problem?
I'm fucking tired of you, you piece of shit.
- You gonna kill me now, man? - Shut the fuck up, man.
You fucking tell Vic I ain't have shit to do with this, you hear me?
I'm fucking tired of your shit, man.
Go home, wash your fucking ass...
tell good-bye to your mother and your fucking kids...
then come back here... then I'm gonna kill you, you fucking piece of shit!
- You hear me? We straight? - (groaning) Yeah.
- Is we straight? - Yeah.
Get the fuck outta here.
I'm gonna go play PlayStation with my son right now.
Nobody better fucking interrupt me, you hear me?
For everybody, everybody...
money is what life is all about...
Getting it, keeping it, losing it, holding it...
needing it, living it and dying for it.
You have to look like you got it whether you do or not.
That's how you get respect.
Put your money on display the right way.
My brother 'G"knew how to do it, and he taught me well.
I need him now.
I mean, not for nothing but... just to look at him.
With his 'G"chain...
the old alpaca sweater.
# ... very strange reaction...#
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
And of course, my fiirst pair of British Walkers.
Yep, he was the man.
And those were the days.
I miss him.
# Blow.!#
# Rock it.! Blow.!#
# Ticket to ride, white line highway, tell all your friends...#
- Boy: Vic.! Vic.! - I ain't in this, man.
- What's up, Vic? - Yo, what's up, little midget?
- Yo! - How you doing? Where's your ma's, man?
Now, who's the little player hater, huh?
Jason, from Prospect.
Yo, if I ask you something, promise not to tell my mom?
I don't make promises. Tell me what it is. Cough it up.
My mom don't like me asking anyone for anything...
- Right, right... - But the new PlayStation's out.
- Cut to the chase. How much is it? - It's like about $400.
No, it ain't, it's like $395.
$300? What happened to water pistols and fucking yo-yo's?
Wait. I've been saving mad money, you know?
My mom be taking it all. Now I ain't got noJack.
Your mother taking your money? Listen to me. Listen to me.
Tomorrow you go to Boltron's and you ask for Weebs.
I'm gonna hook you up with a PlayStation and three games, all right?
Aw, thanks, Vic! Come on.
Yo, yo! Hold up!
- Come here! Get over here. Psst. - What? What you want?
Yo, I ain't Santa Claus, man.
From now on, you're gonna clean my car for two months. Twice a week.
Make sure that car is clean inside-out, or I'm gonna go off on you.
- Damn! - What?
- Done! Can we go now? - Yeah, get the hell outta here, man.
Hey, no tongue allowed in here, all right?
Yo, Vic. What's up, man?
Yo, what's up? You need me?
- Jimmy: He'll let you know. - He just needs a minute with your girl.
Me? What's up? What did I do?
Your son's gonna come home with a PlayStation tomorrow. I gave it to him...
- I didn't... I was home... - If you don't shut the fuck up...
I swear to God, Cheena. Shut the fuck up!
- Listen to me. - I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
He's bringing a Playstation tomorrow night. Can you understand that?
I understand. You got it for him. Thank you.
You don't understand. I'm gonna check up on that Playstation.
If I don't see it, I'm gonna assume you sold it, you got me?
- (stammers) - No, don't answer... It doesn't need a answer.
By the way, that money your son saved up?
- I want it. Friday. - Okay, okay.
With the kind of money we make, you can't go to a bank.
We make huge cash deposits three times a week...
you don't think they're gonna get suspicious?
I got me a $40,000 truck...
I park in one of the poorest neighborhoods in the country.
But no one touches it. Why? They know who I am. Respect, remember?
There's only so much you can do with the money without being stupid.
Jimmy likes to spend it on his crazy safari jungle furniture.
I don't know. He loves that shit.
Chedda has the world's biggest stereo system...
in the world's puniest apartment.
Sometimes you just can't help doing something special, though.
Ten...
What's that, 17,000?
- Hey. - Hey.
(laughs)
- Got you something. - Oh yeah?
I was always alone.
Always had to prove myself.
Always had to be better than everybody.
But that's the way you have to be down here.
That is, till I met Carmen.
She's been my girl for a long time now.
I don't mean to brag...
but she's the only girl who was ever as smart as me.
She's going to college for her B.A.
We been living together for about a year...
which makes her moms crazy. I know.
Who wants their daughter to be a drug dealer's honey?
But Carmen's mom hated me from the get-go.
Carmen knows what I do. She don't like it...
but she don't have illusions about a guy like me, either.
It's times like this that make it worthwhile.
Everything that happens, all the shit...
itjust disappears.
You're beautiful.
I wish I could have told Carmen that I could never really stop...
or slow down, 'cause I could never stop or slow down.
Had to keep operating. My life depended on it.
I was used to dealing. It made me feel alive.
I had to show them. I had to show everybody.
Woman: Did you get all that? I couldn't understand...
what the hell he was talking about by the end.
I think so. Why, did you read the chapters last night?
I tried. It's just so damn boring.
Look, I wanna show you something. Look what Vic got me.
- (woman gasps) - Isn't it beautiful?
- Is it your birthday? - No. (chuckles)
He just got it for me out of the blue.
Oh my God.
Carmen, these diamonds, they're huge!
I don't even wanna tell you where he bought it.
I mean, this must have cost...
like at least $15-20,000.
- Oh, nah. No way. - Yes! Yes!
What does this boyfriend of yours do?
He's... in business, you know.
"Business"? Mm-hm...
What kind of "business" is he in...
that he can buy a $20,000 necklace for no reason?
Don't answer that. I gotta get going.
My boyfriend, he's having a party tonight.
Why don't you and Vic come by?
- Yeah... you sure? - Yeah, I'm sure.
It's all his friends and I'd love to have someone to talk to.
It's a cocktail party. Kinda dressy.
Your necklace will look fabulous.
I'll be there. (giggles)
Bring that boyfriend of yours.
I wanna see who's taking such good care of you.
Hey, you're not gonna have lunch?
No, and I can't find a match, either. Bye.
Bye.
Vic: Under the Giuliani dictatorship...
there's more than your usual number of neighborhood sweeps.
That's right. They target a few blocks...
try to shut things down and move on to the next.
You just gotta try to find a way to survive.
Undercover units are always on the spot, but they ain't fooling nobody.
There's always a constant flow of money out here.
You can't let something like this stop you...
or get at you.
So if they're gonna watch you, then you gotta watch them back.
Oh my God! Where are you going so beautiful?
To a party.
Hey, mamí, here's the plate back. Thank you. Titi.
'Tambaché"...You come straight from the "office"?
Yeah, I got a promotion. I'm not a street pharmacist anymore, I'm a doctor.
Don't start, mamí. Come on, we have to go. Kiss.
- Have fun, honey. - Okay. I'll call you later.
Bye.
National Geographic should do a special on us.
Fuck Bosnia, this city, man...
We got invisible but well-known boundaries here.
Different ways oflife, different rules, but no mixing.
Drive a couple a miles over the bridge...
and abracadabra, bodegas turn to fine boutiques...
tenement buildings turn to brownstones.
Well, gotta have someplace to go.
Some boring-ass white people who can't dance...
Oh, will you stop?
Sometimes you catch a white guy in my neighborhood...
but that's only when they're buying from me.
But when I come down to their ritzy neighborhoods, they get uncomfortable.
- Is this it? - Yep. 9707.
- (sighs) - Come on, baby.
Come over here. Let's not go. Come on.
- Come on, baby. - I'll take you to the Copa. Jimmy's there...
I don't want to go to the Copa.
- This will be boring. - Trish is my friend. I want you to meet her.
- You have to take a hit. - Please...? No.
- Maybe you'll change your mind. - Um-um. Baby...?
- What? - If it's awful, we'll leave.
- Promise? - I promise.
- Five minutes. - Five minutes is not enough.
(chuckles) Exactly. That's my point.
- Come on. - All right.
Can I help you?
Yeah, we're looking for a Jack Wimmer.
- That would be the penthouse. - All right. Here... you can finish it, man.
So, do you guys know this new artist, Brian Ferrill?
I bought these two paintings forJack.
Vic: This place is disgusting. Look at it.
You've got company.
Get me a beer and get her a cosmo...
- Cosmopolitan? - That's what I wanted to say.
I'm gonna have a diet soda, please.
He's cute. What's his name?
He's not for you, Cleo.
Always gotta have your way, don't you?
That's right. (giggles)
Hey!
I'm so glad you made it.
- That's quite a view, huh? - Unbelievable, man.
(man chuckles)
- No, that one. - Oh, yeah. That one, too.
That's nothing, man. I got that shit at home.
- Oh, yeah, where are you from? - I'm uptown.
Oh, yeah? Where about?
South Bronx.
- Oh, really? That's cool. - Mm-hmm.
- Mm-hm. - By the way, I'm Jack. Jack Wimmer.
- Ahhh! - "Ahhh," what?
So you're the lucky motherfucker.
- Oh... yeah... - This your place, huh?
It's embarrassing, you know.
- I'm not used to it. - So, what do you do?
I'm an investment banker. That's what this is...
Like a business party for me.
I represent half those people down there.
I wanna represent the other half, so I let them kind of impress each other.
Right... do the work for you.
Yeah. What do you do?
Obviously whatever it is I do, I'm not doing enough of, that's for damn sure.
- Yeah. - But basically I'm self-employed.
That's cool, that's cool.
I bet... that whatever it is that you do...
is not half as bad as what some people down there do.
That's an interesting point of view.
Anyone who would judge you for what you do is a hypocrite.
Because any real businessman, anyone who makes any real money...
is gonna be cutthroat... any media company, oil company, tobacco company.
Those are some of the most vicious people in the world.
They got stockholders all over the world who are accessories in crime.
Still, at the end of the day, man...
you go to sleep feeling legit, right?
- Mm. - Me, man? I go to sleep every night...
one eye like that. You know what I'm saying?
Yeah, but, you know, you could be a part of this, too.
It's the age of peace and prosperity.
Yeah... why don't you put me down for some of that?
- How will I get in touch with you? - Go through your girl.
- Through Trish? - Yeah, Trish knows my girl, Carmen.
- Your girlfriend's Carmen? - Yeah.
Oh, I've heard a lot about her. That's cool.
So basically, we both have girlfriends...
- Yeah, well, you know. - You can look at the menu.
We're human, right?
So, did you have fun?
Oh, yeah, yeah.
That's only because I thought it was gonna suck, that's why.
- ThatJack's a "herb," man. - You think?
- Totally. Here, have some. - No.
You're not drinking at all tonight, what's up?
I can't.
What do you mean, you can't?
I mean... I can't.
Not while I'm pregnant.
Come on, you're kidding.
You'rejust saying that.
Nah, come on. You serious?
Wh-what... get out...
When, when?! I mean...
- No, are you serious? - (giggles)
Why didn't you tell me? When did this happen?
- When did you know? - Does it matter?
Oh, my God. I can't believe you're pregnant.
- (giggling) - Holy shit.
I can't believe that.
Come over here. Give me a kiss.
Hang on, hang on. Let me get you.
- Carmen: Okay, okay. - Careful. Come on.
(grunts) You're gaining weight already.
Carmen: It's just an embryo, baby.
- Vic: I'm having a baby! - No, we're having a baby.
- That's what I said. - (kissing)
I can't believe it.
- I'm gonna park the car, all right? - Okay.
(alarm beeps)
Yo, yo.
(voice echoes) G!
(gunshot)
(screaming)
# I'll sing, I'll rap and then I'll say#
# 'Tis a story about the games people play#
# Life is short you won't be left behind...#
(shouting)
Vic? Papí, papí.!
Shh-hhh. It's okay. It's okay.
Hey, how you doing?
I missed you.
- Vic: My arm. - I know, baby, I know.
How's the baby?
- The baby? - Yeah.
The baby's fine.
How are you doing?
(moans) My arm.
I know, baby. I know.
- They didn't get me. - Mm-mm.
All right. All right.
Where's...
- (mumbles) - I got it right here.
- Let's see... - It's right here, baby.
- (mumbles) Right here? - I got it right here.
Okay?
They got my "beating-off' arm, you know?
My dick don't like my left hand, know what I'm saying?
You lucky. That shit just missed your heart.
What fucking side you think his heart is on?
Who gives a fuck what side his heart is on? We got important shit to discuss.
Jimmy, you know who the shooter was?
That piece of shit we almost nailed the other day, remember?
- Jose. - Yeah!
- I don't like none of them motherfuckers. - That's what I'm saying.
That's Tito's boy. Anyone gonna pay, it's Tito. We hit that motherfucker.
Nah, Jimmy. We can't do that. Use your head.
We just got beef with them. If the cops see us, they're gonna come for us.
I don't give a fuck who knows. It's been two fucking days.
We don't hit that fucker tonight, niggas gonna start pushing in on our spots.
You don't think I know? I wanna get outta here.
Hold up and wait for me.
- Look at this shit. - Vic: Yeah, baby.
- Fuck 'em, man! - What's going on, man?
You wanna talk to me now, man? You got something to say?
Who's running this crew?
Yo, Chedda, make sure he don't do anything stupid, all right?
Whatever you say, papa.
Whatever you say.
Yeah, you right, Vic. I'm gonna wait.
Call me later, all right?
P. A: Dr. Ramirez, please report to emergency.
Dr. Ramirez, please report to the emergency room.
Vic: Fucking cops know who shot me.
Nothing like this stays quiet in the neighborhood.
They'rejust gonna wait and see if I go after Tito.
They get Tito out of the way, then take me down...
'Two birds, "and all that.
They're happy to stand on the sidelines...
and let us take each other out.
(sighs) Carmen must be freaking out.
Yeah, yeah. That's totally fucked-up.
But it's just a bullet in the shoulder...
I think he's gonna be fine.
Jack, I really think you need to think about this.
You've never worked with someone like Vic before.
Do you have any idea how much he's worth? Liquid, just cash?
- Mm... no. - Four or five million dollars.
- Really? - Really.
Oh, shit.
He's a businessman, Trish. If he were born in the suburbs...
he'd be running, like, a Fortune 500 company.
He was born in the Bronx, he does what he does.
I like him. He's as legit as anyone else I've ever worked with.
No, I like him, too. I mean, he's cute, intelligent...
- Hey, you think he's cute? - Are you jealous?
No, I'm not jealous. He's got a bullet in his shoulder.
- You are so mean. - Cleo, how you doing?
- Hey, what's going on? - Trish: How are you?
- You guys gonna take off? - Yeah. Bye.
- Have fun. Don't spend too much of my money. - I'll spend every dime.
- Here. - What's this?
Trish's boyfriend, Jack...
took a liking to you and he wants to do business with you.
When did he call? This morning?
Last week, but that's not the point.
Why? You don't think I can handle it?
No, that's not what I'm saying.
I wouldn't be where I am today if I didn't know what I was doing.
You can handle anything. I've always said that.
But it's a different animal, papí.
All right.
I mean, we're talking about a Wall Street guy.
If you're gonna do this, go in knowing...
that he's not smarter than you, you hear me?
Rafael Menendez, younger brother...
ofJoanna Menendez, 'La Colombiana. "
I've seen her maybe three or four times...
in the 10 years I've been working for her.
She don't like people to know who she is...
so she sends Rafael to do her business.
He's someone you don't wanna fuck with.
Basically, bottom line, what I'm asking you is...
for approval, okay? Tito's gonna go to war.
If I don't respond hard, man... if I don't jump in there...
this shit's gonna be mad out of control, you know what I'm saying, right?
- Tito's a stupid motherfucker. - Vic: I know that.
He's been a pain in our asses for a long time.
Just make sure this is over with quick.
Yeah, man. No doubt. I'm about winning, man, not about fighting.
Of course I'm sure this has nothing to do...
with you wanting a piece of his action.
But we're gonna give you Tito's spots down to Prospect.
Hector and Negro will split what's left over.
All right.
Listen.
She told me she appreciates you coming to us about this.
I only do business with you people, man.
- She's always appreciated a good businessman. - Yeah, same.
I got a little token of appreciation for your sister.
No doubt.
(mimicking) "She really appreciates everything, you know?"
Why you impressed by that rube? He ain't nobody.
If it wasn't for those motherfuckers, we wouldn't be where we're at.
Stop sweating it. You want his balls.
You sweat the small stuff. You don't see the big picture, that's your problem.
You know what my brother used to say?
"Keep your homies close and keep your beef even closer."
- That's Godfather. - From The Godfather?
That's not from The Godfather. That's my brother's words.
He made that shit up.
I'm just telling you, that was from The Godfather.
(guns cocking)
(power lines crackling)
(Spanish ballad plays)
(pounding on door)
It's "Crackhead Pete."
Let that nigga in, man. You know that nigga's cool.
(grunts)
(gunfiire continues)
(buzzing, popping)
(guns click)
(whistles) Jose!
(gun clicks)
(gunshot)
- A-ha! - (spitting)
- Jay: That's how you do it. - Chedda: What the fuck took you so fucking long?
- Where were you, Motherfucker? - Por fin llegó el señor.
- Vic: That's right. - Where your "late pass" at, loco?
You my boys, I know you can handle that shit.
They're gonna bury that fat motherfucker in the ocean...
(clattering, gunshot, dull thud)
BMF. Com. No more jets to the Caymans.
I'm talking instant transfer of cash.
Hoc's right. It's a sleeping giant. Every single bank...
I don't know what it was like to lose a son...
There are no more sleeping giants.
But after whatJimmy did to Tito's kid, I knew I was out.
Maybe investing with Jack was gonna be the answer.
- Vic: Yo, Jack... - Jack: You're saying I'm wrong, Sasha?
Do you know him?
- Hey, how's it going? - What's up, Jack? What's up, dawg?
- It's good to see you. - Good to see you, man.
Jack: I'll catch you guys on the way out.
- Sasha: Bye. - I'll see you later.
That's a cute little booty, yeah.
- You got a drink? - Yeah, I'm good, man.
- Here, you want a cigar? - Oh, hell, yeah, man.
- So, you ready to do some business? - Um-hmm.
I was born ready, baby.
This is a prospectus. It's gonna look like...
I don't know, hieroglyphics to you, but I'll explain it later.
What's this "perspecticus" for?
It's for a start-up company. Kind of a "sleeping giant," we call it.
There aren't any more sleeping giants left.
Most of them are extinct.
What do you mean?
- (chuckles) - What?
Nah, man, I was trying to play you, man.
I overheard you over there. I came early.
Oh, no, no. (stammers)
They didn't believe me anyway. There are some good ones.
What type of deals?
Biotechnology. Like human genome.
It's legit? It's happening now?
What do you mean, "is it legit?"
Of course it's legit. Is it legit?!
- For real? - For real.
The question you gotta ask yourself...
is how much are you willing to invest?
All right.
How much do I need to invest in the cloning stuff?
If you wanna get your feet wet...
we're talking a minimum of $ 1 million.
It's a six to eight-month investment period.
We're looking to make several times our initial investment within the year.
There's no such thing as a sure thing but this is as close as it gets.
Jack and I did our homework on each other.
He's got what he's got and I want what he's got.
I keep my money in nine places.
An apartment that belongs to some old woman...
that can't afford to live there...
bodegas, a blind man's place, a principal's office, all over.
I pay their rent, give them some grocery cash...
and in return, they keep a safe for me.
Chedda: Yo, wake up. Vic's here.
TV announcer: Just over nine minutes to go in the quarter...
and they need to score on this drive.
- You want a brew, man? - Vic: Yeah, kick it over here, man.
So, what's up, man?
(bottle hisses)
I got this investment opportunity.
And I can make enough money to get out of this shit now.
If you are interested, I can bring you in...
(whispers) maybe make enough to get out. What do you think?
Get outta what? I'm happy doing what I'm doing.
Fuck, I thought you was happy, too.
You think I wanna go out like my brother?
Besides, I got... I got a baby coming.
Congratulations, papa.
But what about the crew, man?
Yeah, well, you been running this shit with me since the beginning anyhow.
All it is now is just... I'm out of the way.
You know La Colombiana, she ain't gonna let you walk away like that.
Ah... no.
Man, with the money you're making right now...
she could easily forget me.
And I could just fade away easy, like that.
All I need from you is to help me with a head start, that's all.
Come here, man. You got it.
Thanks, man.
Naw, baby... um-hmm.
(bangs)
Freeze! Freeze! Police! Hands up!
Get 'em up! Keep them up!
- Keep your hands off me. - On the foor! Get down!
- Don't fuck around this time. - Shut the fuck up, Vic!
Don't worry about it. We'll take good care of you.
- You are fucking done. - You're sorry, all right.
- Vic: My arm! - So am I. Let's go.
Can I take my jacket, please?
- No, smart-ass, you can't. - Is my cell phone out of the question?
You ever get picked up for anything...
one thing you never forget... keep your mouth shut.
Don't say a fucking word. You think cops are stupid?
You think you can talk your way out? You're wrong.
Almost every conviction they get...
is some dumb motherfucker tripping himself up.
Keep your mouth shut.!
Close off your mind.
Try to relax. Don't listen.
Everything they say is a lie.
They'll be telling you that they got witnesses...
that your boys turned on you. All lies.
If they had that, they wouldn't be bothering with all this shit.
Man, I called everybody.
I had no one else to turn to butJack.
He sent this lawyer, an old white cat named Bobby Gold, to get me.
And like that, I'm out.
Gold: Let's get the hell out ofhere.
Let's go. Get him out of there.
Hey!
It's as cold as shit, man.
Thank you so much for coming today.
- Everything is under control. - It's all gonna be all right?
Yes.
You shouldn't have any more trouble.
This is a bullshit case. They know it.
Now, anybody asks you anything about this...
any cops come near you...
you call me immediately.
- All right? I gotta run. - Okay. Thanks so much.
(sighs)
I took a big chance working with you in the first place.
- Yeah, I know, man. - This can't happen.
- I took a chance on you too, you know? - I know.
If it happens again, the deal's off, all right?
- All right. Yeah. - All right?
The girls are waiting for us. You wanna go out?
- All right. Whatever. - Come on.
(cheering, applause)
# We started out as friends#
# And then the fun began...#
This place is so amazing. You guys are gonna love it.
And you know what, a lot of"boriquas" come here.
- A lot of what? - "Boriquas."
- Boriquas, Vic. - Jack: Chill out.
Leave her alone. You know what she said.
- There's Mike. Remember Mike? He went to our loft party. - No.
Your chick is hard-core, man.
# The one who loves and needs me...#
So, why can't you drink?
Hey... my baby's having a baby.
Really?
- Hell, yeah. I know where to put it. - That's really great.
Congratulations? What did I miss?
- They're having a baby. - What?
Jack: Yeah, isn't that great?
- Oh my God. You're having a baby? - Isn't that beautiful?
- They're having a baby. - I heard it the first time.
- Jack knew before me? - Vic: What is that drink?
- It's a Bacardi and wine. - It's so beautiful.
- It's so delicious. - Thank you.
Jack: Can you feel it yet?
# You told me that you'd always love me...#
So, is it gonna be pretty small with the baby in there?
- Well, we're... - Got to get a bigger place eventually.
Yeah, we're trying.
Babe, what about the... the loft?
What about the loft?
Nobody's using it and it's huge.
It's true, you know? We have this loft in Soho...
I got as an investment a couple years ago.
- You have a place in Soho? - Yeah, it's beautiful.
- No one lives there. - No one, it's empty.
You could live there free.
You should totally live there. We'll decorate.
People have. You can totally live there.
This here is Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous.
This is it, baby. Why bother making money...
if you ain't living like this?
You should all live like this just once.
This don't make no fucking sense to me, man.
You got some pussy you chasing or something?
Chedda, I'm trying to concentrate.
You ain't got no concentration. That's the problem.
Nobody talking to you. I'm over here with this.
You'll be back. Everything you are is in this neighborhood.
- What the fuck is wrong with you motherfuckers? - That's right, man.
Motherfuckers should be happy. He's doing something with his life.
You out your mind, man. We came up knee-high with this.
This is family. You see this? All this is family, understand?
- We still family. - I love you motherfuckers.
He'll be back.
I'm not coming back, man. This is it, though.
I gotta move on, man. Made my decision.
Jimmy's gonna take over the spots.
- You're lucky to have a leader like this. - Jimmy: Man.
- You ain't never coming back? - Nah, dawg, I'm coming back.
I'm coming back 'cause I gotta smoke with my ho's.
Motherfucker's gotta smoke with his ho's.
It's only 20 minutes away.
(mother sniffing)
I'll see you every weekend. I promise.
Not every weekend.
I have my life, you know that?
Mom!
I'm just kidding.
Mamí.
- Vic: What are you gonna get here? - I don't know.
This thing with Jack...
I know I'm letting go of the bird in the hand...
for the one that's flying.
And I hope I'm right.
- Vic: It looks like doo-doo. - No, no, this is the one.
(man singing Spanish ballad)
- Think it should be more this way? - Carmen: No.
# Beside you#
# Inside you...#
(ballad continues)
This is the way we should be living.
My woman deserves it, my kid deserves it...
and I deserve it. Fuck everything else.
# ...You saved my life#
# You are this love#
# You are my lover.#
It looks I'm going to court, like a defendant and shit.
Jack: Nah, it looks good.
Jack... what can I say?
We'rejust getting to know each other better.
I think he's a white me in a lot of ways.
You know, they say that good-looking people...
Iook good even in garbage bags.
Yeah, but I'll take Armani, just likeJack.
- The suit and sweater... - No, this is mine. I'll take care of my shit.
It's not my money, it's a corporate card. Seriously, it's fine.
Hi. How are you?
- It's good to see you. - Trish: Look at you!
- So, how are you? - Carmen: I'm good.
I miss the old neighborhood, though.
You know, my moms.
Vic really likes it. He seems relaxed.
- How's the pregnancy going? - Oh, good.
- Look at you. - (giggling)
A little bad morning sickness every now and then...
but other than that, it's all good.
Is Vic taking care of you and all that?
Yeah, you know. Regular stuff.
He's... doesn't let me do anything.
- I can't even cook anymore. - That's great. I hate to cook.
Well, I can't even get him to eat Spanish food anymore. How about that?
Jay: Yo, Vic... .! It's fucking Vic.
- What's the deal, yo? - Better have your ghetto pass.
You see, that's a pretty motherfucker right there.
Loud-ass Puerto Ricans, man.
What's the deal, yo?
- Son, what's up, huh? - What's up?
You all sharp and spiffy.
How are you?
- Mama! - It's been like a fucking year.
Mira, pa. High-class jíbaro.
What's up, Jimmy? How's your dick hanging, baby?
- Chedda: Yo, listen... - Jay: How you doing? Where you been?
Working, man. Doing my shit...
this and that... yadda-yadda, you know.
It's her mother's birthday. We're gonna go see her. You know how her mom is.
- We gotta go. - Oh, yeah?
It's all right, Vic. It's all right.
Aw, come on, man. We ain't seen you in forever.
You guys give me a holler. You got my number.
- Yo, Vic, we gotta go. - Where we gotta go? We ain't got nothing to do.
- What's up? - Holler at me, man.
- I'm'a holler. - I gotta take her.
Yo, Vic? That's a nice suit you got there, man.
- Thanks, dawgs. - Let's get the fuck outta here, man.
All right, Vic.
All right, dawg.
(Latin dance music playing)
(silent)
(speaking Spanish)
Honey, carve this for me.
Titi, look at the chain that Vic bought me.
They're diamonds.
- Oh my God...! - (chuckles)
- That's crazy, right? - Oye, check this.
Check this. Right here.
- Jesus Christ, that's huge. - Mom: Hey, watch your tongue.
Pero... that's thicker than Vic's chain.
Baby, show them your "G" chain.
- Come on, papí. - Nah, nah, no.
Oye, papo. Come on, show me. What's up?
I'm not... I'm not wearing it.
What do you mean, you're not wearing it?
I'm not wearing it. I don't got it on now.
- Well, you always... - I don't got it on, okay? What do you want me to say?
You know, if I never come back to this neighborhood...
I'm gonna fucking die happy.
Whatever that means.
I just... got nothing to say to anybody here anymore.
What the hell is wrong with you?
You turn your back on the only people who give a fuck about you.
You thinkJack gives a shit about you?
Because we hang out with Jack and Trish now and then...
they're our friends?
We ain't got no friends, Victor.
All we have is some "bourgie" loft apartment you call home.
Well, wherever I'm at, that's your home.
No, it'll never be home to me.
So that's the way it is, huh?
Why don't you go the fuck back?
- Maybe I should. - Oh, man. You know...
Everything I do for you, I turn myself inside out.
I fucking bend myself over backwards for you.
Fuck that, you know? Just go back to your fucking mom's.
Oh, what's that look, now?
That look is, I don't know who the fuck you are.
You know who I am? The person who'll tell you to get out of my car.
Get out!
Don't give me that look. Get the fuck outta my car!
Open the fucking door!
- (door lock clicks) - There, how's that? Dumb bitch.
Don't fucking break my door, fucking bitch!
Jack, Jack, what's up, dawg? How you doing, man?
Nah, I'm all right.
Oh, man, me and Carmen just had a big-ass fight, man.
I told her to go home and go to her fucking mom's forever, you know?
I don't care, man. Fuck that, you know?
Sometimes you got to talk to them like that, know what I'm saying?
Yeah. Yeah, well, you know, I don't wanna go home, man.
You got anything going on?
That's cool, that's cool. I'll come by.
Jack?
I wanted to wait till the girls were around to give this to you...
but... I kind of got to give it to you now.
- (phone rings) - Check it out.
Aww...
(Jack chuckles)
- Hey. - Aw, sweet, man.
Okay. I'll call you back. Thank you.
- $2 million. - I do you wrong?
- Hell, no, man. - Mm-hm.
- Dude... I can't even talk. - You're speechless.
It's not always gonna be like this.
The market's really hot right now...
- Let's put it back in, man. - Well, think about it.
All right.
What's been bothering you? What's going on?
Women, man.
You know, they ask you to change, right?
And when you change, you become someone else...
they hate you, 'cause they wanted the guy they first met.
But you can't be that 'cause they've asked you to change.
Okay, I know where to take you. Come on.
- What the hell? - It'll be all right.
Cheers.
So what's our next move, man?
What I think is, I want to sit you down with my partners...
- Introduce you to them. - Oh, yeah.
I think the next thing we need to do after that is evaluate...
Oh-hh... evaluate your risk tolerance.
- Really diversify. - I got a serious appetite for risk.
But we need to have some safe things for you also.
- Just for the future. - Okay.
We should schedule that meeting for a couple weeks from now.
- Right now this other thing's taking a lot of time. - Oh, yeah? What is it?
- If you can talk about it. - Sure.
What we had you in before is a $60 million fund.
- This is a $600 million fund. - Whoo-oo...
- Can we get him another girl? - Hostess: Yes.
600 million...? Wow. That could be so much money.
Yeah. It's similar to the deal I was doing with you...
but...
it's a $4.5 million minimum. I'm in for six.
- 4.5? - This thing is unbelievable.
Wait a minute. You're putting six million of your own cash into this?
That's how much you believe in this?
This has a really solid management team, 20 years experience.
Never fucked up. Some really smart money in it.
A really sound idea. Everyone's scrambling to get in...
but the deal's closed, so...
There's no way you can massage me into that, man?
- You can finesse it. - Are you seriously interested?
What?
Show you how heavy my commitment is, man, I'll give it back to you.
- Just put it right in. - No, you listen to me.
Keep this. This is clean money.
We didn't do this for nothing, okay? You keep ahold of that.
If you are interested, you get some more money together and you call me.
- How much time do you have? - I'd say about a week or something.
- A week? Oh, man. - Yeah, it's a lot of pressure.
I really want you to think about it.
It scares me the way you jump into things like this, okay?
Uh-huh.
All right. Oh...!
Jack: It's my turn.
Once you start working for Joanna Menendez, you're hers.
There's no such thing as quitting.
No matter what you do, she's gonna take a cut for life.
So there ain't a hell of a whole lot I could do.
I could pack up and run, I could pay her 40% of what I bring in.
I could tell her to go fuck off...
though I wouldn't make it back to the car.
Or I could talk to her like a businessman. Let me tell you what I did.
I thought about what Donald Trump and Ted Turner would have done.
They would have made a deal. Talk the language...
all businessmen understand... money.
- Mm, mm. - Oh my God. Look at you.
You look so amazing for your age. Look at you.
- If I was 10 years older... - Are you learning how to firt?
Just now?
I met you when you were so green.
(speaking Spanish)
But everything comes with a price.
Even that gorgeous smile of yours. What do you want?
Yeah. We been working together how long now, 10 years?
Something like that? I made you like, what, $5, 6 million a year?
Maybe a little more.
In all that time I never fucked you. I never held out on you.
I was always the best you had.
But like every business diversifies, I need to diversify.
There's only so far I can go in this lifestyle.
"Lifestyle." Huh? What's so bad about it?
What do you need, Vic? I don't see you walking around with a metro card.
(laughing) Okay, stop it, stop it.
Talk to me, Victor.
I gotJimmy working my crew right now.
He's making as much money as I was making before...
so you're not gonna be hurting with me gone.
'Cause I got a prospect for you.
I want to merge with you. I want to make a partnership...
where I can get you 300% return on your investment.
How much are you looking for?
- 1.5. - (chuckles) That's a lot of money.
I know, but I can get you 4.5 in a six-month period.
That's the beauty of it.
I'm talking about as soon as I get your money back...
well... I wanna be able to diversify some more.
You know what I'm saying?
But what kind of a deal is it?
- Offshore deposits. - Money laundering?
Nah, this guy's legitimate.
How solid is your contact?
This guy's unbelievable. I met him through my girlfriend.
This white guy... the hottest guy on Wall Street.
Everybody's investing with this cat. He's got all the money he needs.
(laughs)
There's no such thing, baby. We both know that.
Yeah, right. True, true.
But you know, you're right.
You earned this one. But I want 500% return.
$7.5 million. That's my price.
I don't know if I can do that.
All right, you got it. I just need the money by the end of the week.
All right.
But you want something from me, I want something from you.
Jimmy.
He's in a war with Hector. I can't have that.
Hector is a good guy, he's not crazy like Tito... cutting the shit and all that.
This has to come to an end...
before it turns violent and they fuck up my business.
You talk toJimmy.
All right. Yeah, you know...
it's just that...
me and Jimmy... I haven't talked to him in a while.
But you're like brothers. He'll listen to you.
Okay, I'll talk to him.
Will you talk to him tonight?
Tonight.
Then you come back here on Friday...
to get your money.
- La Colombiana? - Yeah, come on.
What you got to do with La Colombiana?
Colombiana asked me just to intervene on her behalf...
and stop it before it turns to something.
This is the same motherfucker that came to me...
talking about how, "I'm gonna have a kid...
I want out of the game, try to do what's right."
You come back now, telling me how to run my business.
I'm not telling you how to run your business.
You are telling me how to run it.
You fucking turn this into violence...
you're gonna get yourself fucked.
(scoffs)
Who's gonna fuck me, huh? That fucking bitch?
What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna go over there tonight and settle this whole shit.
If you're gonna do that, I'm going with you, man.
I'm gonna go with you and settle it.
Gimme your gun. I'm gonna go with you.
- There ain't no way I'm giving you my gun, man. - Jimmy, come on.
I'm gonna cure this. Just gimme me the gun.
No. That's like me giving you my fucking shoes.
- I ain't giving you my gun, B. - Gimme your gun, man.
I got your back. You know I'll never let shit happen to you.
(beads clatter)
- What's up, Hector? How you doing, dawg? - What's up, Vic?
Brought you some offerings... (speaks Spanish)
- Thanks, brother. - Eh, lost some weight.
You're looking... diesel and shit, you know?
- Stress, you know? - Yeah, I hear that.
I heard about your bonita. She hurt her hip and whatnot.
She's good, man. How's your lady?
She's the love of my life. Shit's so ill.
You know how she is. Overambitious and shit. Hardly ever see her.
- That's why it works, you know? - Salud.
Let's cut to the chase, Vic. You know what I'm about, right?
Right, man. I know.
Your boy here, keep him on a short leash, man.
That's kind of strong, man. Strong words and whatnot, you know?
But I got to talk to Rafael, man.
We just wanna squash the beef.
Optimize the situation, you know?
I spoke to Rafael, too, man.
Jimmy's got a long tongue. He talks too much shit around the neighborhood.
- Like he's running shit. - We were like that once.
Coming up, we used to say a lot of shit.
Hotheaded and whatnot. We all make mistakes. Right, Jimmy?
You ain't gonna do that no more.
So, what's up, Jimmy? We cool or what?
You know what, Hec?
We cool, man.
- (gun cocks) - Jimmy, no.!
(gunshots)
What were you thinking, huh?
You fucking promised me...
(shouting)
Jimmy: You're fucking overreacting. Calm the fuck down!
Fuck you, Motherfucker! Fuck you!
You fucking reacted, you stupid idiot.
I gave you the crew to run, not to take 'em on a suicide mission.
- Fuck you. - Kill yourself...
but don't takeJay and Chedda with you, you asshole.
Trying to tell me how to run my fucking business? My business?!
It's beyond that, man. I gave you your fucking business.
You were nothing before I came into this shit.
What the fuck do you know? You ain't been around for fucking months.
Come shimmying back into the neighborhood... it's supposed to be the same.
You know what? Shit is different, man. This whole thing is ours.
Jimmy, Jimmy, you're not listening, man.
La Colombiana doesn't fucking play, man. She's gonna come after you.
La Colombiana! I'm not giving her my fucking balls.
Chedda, Jay, listen to me, man.
I'm telling you. It's over for the man.
They're gonna kill him. Understand what's gonna happen?
Ain't nobody touching nothing over here.
Jimmy, I'm not gonna give you a little "diaper buddy...
knee-high" speech here.
We all we got. Understand?
We been doing this shit. Them motherfuckers is dead. Nothing gonna bring 'em back.
They got toe tags. They outta here. It's done.
What needs to be known right now...
are you on this side, or are you with them?
- It's not that simple. - It is that simple.
Remember when you fixed my VCR? You fixed it, I fucked it up.
No matter how bad it got, you fixed it. I fucked it up.
You fixed it, I fucked it up.
Fix this.
You think you fucked me, right?
You just like to prove some shit...
maybe you can't be told what to do, right?
But you fucked yourself worse, baby.
- You know what I think? - What do you think?
I think that's what you're all about.
You don't give a fuck about Jay, Chedda, me... nobody.
You know who you always give a fuck about?
- Who do I give a fuck about? - Victor-fucking-Rosa!
That's who you fucking care about!
- Right. - You don't give a fuck about us.!
- Right. - It's about fucking money with you.
Go to the white neighborhood all you want, you'll always be a spic.
- That's in your fucking blood. - Right. Right.
Can you guarantee?
Can you guarantee my blood's gonna stay in my body?
Can you ever do that?
(phone rings)
- Jack? - Hey, man, how's it going?
Hey, Jack. What's up, man? I'm glad you called me back.
Yeah, of course. What's going on?
You don't know the half of it, dawg. I don't know.
Oh, man. Things just got so fucked up.
What's so fucked up? What's going on?
Uhh...
I don't know. I just...
l... look, don't get me wrong. Don't get me wrong.
But I just think... I don't know...
maybe I'm a little... maybe this deal's too much for me.
Maybe it's a little over my head.
That's ridiculous. Everything's going great.
Things are looking really good.
- No, no. It's just... - You're gonna have more than enough money.
They're excited about it here.
They're trashed and asleep right now.
It's just that...
Fuck, I haven't seen Carmen in over a week, man.
I haven't talked to her... she won't...
I am in this fucking apartment all by myself, man.
I'm losing my fucking mind. I'm fipping, you know.
Listen to me. Everything's gonna be fine with Carmen.
Things are going crazy here. I'm working on your deal as we speak.
When she finds out how much fucking money you've got...
she will chill out. Everything will be okay.
Yeah, yeah, no doubt it's gonna be fantastic, man.
It's gonna be... it's gonna be the shit, you know?
- Are you still in "hell-a"? - Yeah, I'm at this...
fucking crazy place in Malibu. It's unbelievable.
I'm out on the porch just soaking it up.
You know it, man.
We're gonna have so much money we're not gonna know what the fuck to do, right?
- Totally. - Yeah.
It's a bet, man. We'll fucking tear this town up, all right?
Man, we're gonna party our fucking brains out.
- But call me for sure, man. - For sure.
All right. Later.
Hey, Trish? Listen...
Honey, can I ask you a little thing?
Is it better really sit here be miserable than to be with him?
You know, the asshole is in his apartment as miserable as you are.
If he's so fucking miserable, he can call me and apologize.
Okay. This is it.
Honey, if you decide to have this baby with that asshole...
go and have the baby with him.
I'm behind you 100%. I'm your mother.
Remember? Now if you want to have this baby by yourself...
I'm here for you. Let's do that.
The only thing that I cannot do...
is watch you watching television.
Watching novelas and doing nothing.
Vic?
Hello?
Trish, what the hell you doing here?
Oh, God.
Mmm. I've missed you.
Yeah... it's okay.
Place looks cute. Looks good.
Yeah, well, how'd you get in?
I have my own set. Do you have some wine or something?
I'll see... I'll see what I got.
Thank you.
Vic, I was in the neighborhood shopping...
and I thought I'd come by and see how you are.
- This is all I got. - Thank you.
I'm gonna go upstairs and change, okay?
No, you're not.
- I'm not? - No.
You're not being a very good host, leaving me here.
I'm being a good host by going upstairs. I'm gonna change, all right?
I don't give a fuck if you're wearing a towel...
if that's what you're worried about... I just wanna talk to you.
I give a shit that I'm wearing a towel.
Since when did you get uptight?
Are you uptight now? Come here a second.
All right.
So what do you wanna talk about?
I wanna talk about you. I've never seen these before.
- Wow. - Pretty ugly, huh?
- No. - I got a little reckless.
A little reckless?
Yeah, well...
Do they hurt?
When you poke 'em like that.
When I poke 'em?
So how are you?
I don't wanna talk about it. Has Jack called you?
Jack? No, he didn't call. He's in Miami with his mom.
What do you mean he's in Miami?
I thought he said he was in L.A.
You know what? I don't want to talk aboutJack.
Oh, no.
No, come on.
I just wanna kiss you. Come on.
I'm so lonely. Jack's gone, too.
Come on, you know you're beautiful. Don't do this.
It's just a kiss.
- Come on, you promised. - I broke my promise.
That makes you a liar, doesn't it?
Aren't we all liars?
Oh, God. Don't do this.
Come on. Don't do this. Come on.
Oh-hh. Oh, God, no. Come on. No.
- Oh, shit. - What?
Fucking turn around.
Oh, shit! Carmen, baby.
Carmen, I swear it's not what you think it is.
I just fucking came out of the shower, okay?
Carmen, I'm sorry, baby. It's not what you think it is.
- I was taking a shower. She came in... - Carmen, just...
Ahh! God...! Was that necessary? Shit!
Trish, come on. Get the fuck out of here.
Baby, I'm sorry. Hear me out, please. Look me in the eye.
Come on. I know how you feel. Baby, would you...
Listen to me... give me a moment to explain myself, all right?
Carmen, come on, baby, I love you.
You think I would do something like this? Carmen, come on.
Baby, come on.
(lighter opens, clicks)
(grunts)
Good morning, Vic. Nice fucking place.
Security is a little light, though.
Don't you ever fucking sleep?
Vic, come on. We had a nice deal going.
Hmm...? You can't run out on us.
I'm not running out, man. (coughs)
Do I look like I'm trying to fucking run out?
She wants to see you.
All right, all right.
Get dressed.
I did what I said I was going to do.
There is the money.
I'm incredibly grateful for that.
What happened last night?
You were supposed to make sure there was no violence.
- You know, I tried... - "Tried"?!
What am I supposed to do with "tried," Vic?
You said you could control Jimmy.
What have I got? One of my key dealers dead because you "tried"?
This is how you want to do business with me?
I am trusting you...
with one and a half million dollars.
You're gonna fix this.
Jimmy has to go.
You got your money.
Now you finish your part of the deal.
This is obviously all of it, yeah?
Yo, if you're short, you just gimme a holler.
I'm sure it's all of it. Oh my God.
I didn't know you were gonna bring it to me in cash.
It's a cash business, man.
Right. God, I gotta get this to the bank. This is crazy.
- This better work. - Oh, it's a lock. It's a total lock.
We gotta go out and party tonight or something.
Nah, man. I gotta take care of something.
What do you got to take care of?
I did my part now you do your part, all right?
Sure thing.
Hmm.
All right, I'll meet you there. All right, peace.
Don't come any fucking closer.
Take your hands out your pocket. Let me see your hands.
Here you go, Jimmy. I wanna talk to you, man.
I just wanna talk to you, that's all.
So talk.
On my way over here, I was thinking about that time...
Remember that time when we were 'bout eighth grade...
and we were at that bodega near Saint Anne's...
and we were gonna rob that carton of cigarettes?
You were supposed to pretend to be in a seizure and we go in there, right?
The guy starts... You throw yourself on the ground...
fipping and foaming and the guy starts laughing, right?
You start fipping out a bit more, going crazier, and the guy laughs some more.
You jump up, grab him, and say, 'yo, motherfucker.!
If this was for real, would you be laughing your ass off like that?!"
You went crazy. You started tearing the place apart, man.
Then and there, I knew you could do anything you ever wanted, man.
'Cause you were afraid of nothing.
And that shit always stuck with me.
And then they sent you to kill me?
Yeah.
You gonna do it?
What do you think?
I think you thought about it.
Jimmy, just... run, man.
Just fucking run the fuck out of here.
Just keep going, man. Don't fucking turn around.
Where am I gonna go?
I don't know, man.
I don't wanna die, man.
(gunshot)
# I know, I know now I understand#
# But if you hear me#
# Were there any words I could've said#
# To make you stay#?
# I can try to find words now#
# But I don't know what to say#
# Do you#?
# I can feel you still right here#
# Two arms around me helping me move on#
# But will you always be beside me#
# 'Cause my heart can feel your soul#
# But only your eyes will show me the spirit#
# That I need to carry on#
# Lf only I could see you once, I see my life#
# Through the spirit in your eyes#
# Show me#
# I see my life#
# Through the spirit in your eyes#
# Save me#
# It hurts#
# It hurts so bad to ask me now#
# Just to forget you#
# Wipe the teardrops from my eyes#
# And live my life without you#
# How can I get through this night#
# When my heart just can't deny#
# The truth#?
# That I can feel you still right here#
# Two arms around me...#
(sighs)
(touch tones beeping)
(line ringing)
recording: 'The number you have reached is not in service.
- Please check the number and dial again. " - (handset beeps)
(touch tones beeping)
recording: 'The cellular number you have called...
is no longer in service. There is no further information. "
(line ringing)
Woman: Stevens, Haus and Gold.
Yeah, hello, I'd like to speak to Bobby Gold, please?
May I have that name again, sir?
Robert Gold... Bobby Gold, attorney at law, please?
I... don't have a 'Bobby Gold"listed here.
- I'll connect you to personnel. - (line rings)
Man: Personnel. How can I help you?
Hello?
Yeah.
Hello?
I'm looking for A... Bob... Bobby Gold...
A Robert Gold, attorney at law?
Personnel Manager: Bobby Gold?
To my recollection, there's nobody here named Bobby Gold.
Not working at this office.
Hello? Are you sure you have the right off...
(handset beeps)
Excuse me, can I help you?
Yeah.
I'm looking forJack Wimmer.
Receptionist: Just a moment.
There's no one in this building by that name, sir.
Excuse me, sir, you can't go in there.
Yeah.
Shit! Fucking... fucker!
(clatters)
(grunts)
Bitch!
Man, I fucked myself.
I've watched suckers get taken for 50 bucks playing three-card monte...
and I always thought, 'You dumb fucks, you deserve to be taken. "
Now I'd been taken like a chump for more than four million dollars...
Everything I got, plus a million and a half of La Colombiana's.
The only thing I had to go on was the number Jack had called me from.
It was a Miami number.
Look, I've been in crazy situations all my life...
but this was the fiirst time that I was all alone.
Had nowhere to turn and no one to help me.
Fucking team ain't here no more, man...
shit like that happens, man.
Speaking of the fucking devil, man.
I'm out of here, man. Fuck it.
- Jay: Where you going? - Bullshit, bullshit.
This is fucking bullshit.
(rap music plays softly)
# ... was born to get it on#
# I was raised for running games in the ghetto#
# ... was born to get it on#
# I was raised for running games in the ghetto...#
(door creaks)
Chedda: This motherfucker looking all sad and shit.
(blows kiss)
Four million? Shit, that was pretty fucking stupid, man.
Would you shut the fuck up already with this shit?
- It's bad enough, all right? - No doubt, but it was pretty stupid, man.
I'm trying to have this motherfucker's head in the middle of the project...
throwing darts at it, feel me? How we gonna get this motherfucker?
I know where he's at. He's in Miami.
All I got to do is track his ass down. That's it.
- Let's go get his ass. - No, no. This is mine.
I got to go at this shit alone, all right?
Just need your help to get some cash...
to get from here to there, that's all.
You know, whatever I got, you got. It's all there, son.
(sighs)
See whatJimmy's got.
"21." He play better now.
Nurse: Carmen?
So, you gonna let Victor know?
Oh... I don't know.
Well, most people like surprises.
- It's good to see you. - (softly) Thank you.
Carmen...
baby, baby don't. Please, please.
- No, no, Carmen... - Victor, not now, please don't.
- I can't do this right now. - I know how you feel.
Sit down for a minute. Can I talk to you a minute, please?
Yeah? Come on.
Are you all right?
God, you're so huge, look at that.
(laughs)
Oh, my God, I can feel it.
Oh, baby, I'm so sorry. I know you're mad at me and everything.
I'm gonna fix everything. I know how you feel.
I got to go away for a while then I'll come back. Just...
(sniffes)
It's your son. (sniffes)
It's a boy?
No kidding, it's a boy?
I don't believe that shit.
(softly) Oh, my God...!
Oh, my God, I can't believe it!
(laughs)
Oh, baby, that's great. I can't believe it.
I knew it, I knew it was gonna be a boy.
I really fucked up, baby...
but it's gonna be okay. I'm gonna fix everything.
I'm gonna fix it. I'll haveJay come for you and take care of you, all right?
If you need anything, just call me.
Okay.
- Vic: I love you, baby. - Carmen: I love you too.
(phone ringing)
- Drowsy Woman: Hello? - Vic: Hello. Yes, hello...
I'm a friend ofJack's. I just got into town.
I lost his number, can you believe that?
Luckily, he gave me your number as a backup.
Who are you? A friend of my son's from New York, you said?
Yeah, we been friends for a long time... since college and whatnot.
He asked me to come down for the weekend.
He gave you my number? It's not like him to give out my number.
He didn't know what number he was gonna have, so... he's told me so much about you.
I hope while I'm here I get a chance to meet you.
That's sweet. All right, let me get that number for you, honey.
You knowJack's staying in South Beach? He has a new condo.
- The number is... - Don't worry about it. I don't need the number.
Just give me the address. I was supposed to meet him 20 minutes ago.
At this point, I didn't know what was more important to me...
Getting my money back or getting even.
You know what I'm here for, right?
Yeah, man... (speaking Spanish)
What's happening? Why you got to come to me with that?
If I had a choice, I'd never get you involved.
Take the gum out your mouth.
Put it under the table.
All right, man.
You okay?
Yeah, definitely. Here... start the game, man.
(Trish chuckles) Yeah. Yeah.! Well, sure.
All righty. Well, listen, I got to get going.
Mm-hm. Okay. I'll talk to you soon.
All righty. Bye.
Oh, it's a shame we have to leave like this.
I love it here. Better be taking me someplace warm.
- Jack: Oh, yeah. - You know how much I love the sun.
Check this out.
Put that away. You know I hate guns.
- Watch, watch, watch. - Put it away.
(clicks)
Very good... Don't point that!
- I'm putting it right here. - Thank you.
- I'm done! - Jack: Finally.
- I'm gonna call the limo. - Okay.
Oh, fuck...!
Oh, fuck.
Fuck!
What's the matter, Jack?
- Ain't got nothing to say? - I don't know what to say.
You're so quick... tell me what the story is.
- I don't know what to fucking say! - Not happy to see me?
- Vic? - Trish, move away from the bed.
- Put the gun down. - Move away from the bed...
- Put your hands up and don't move. - Just put the gun down!
- Shut up for one second! - Move away from the bed and put your hands up, hear me?
- Jack: This is fucked. - Put the gun down.
I know your type... I grew up with "get-over" artists.
You're a fucking liar, man. You been lying your whole life.
You know what you are? You're scum, man.
You think that's your girlfriend?
That "gap," that "gash"? She's a fucking cavity.
- Hey, you shut up! - I ain't got nobody. I had friends.
I had a woman, man. You ain't got no kind of life.
You know what your mistake is, baby? You think you're too smart.
- Just put the gun down. - Shut the fuck up!
You could have walked away with one million dollars, but you fucked up, man...
- 'cause you pushed me too far. - I know I completely fucked up.
You put me in the hole. I got nothing to fucking lose, you understand?
- Think about Carmen... - Never say Carmen's name, you fucking whore!
Just listen to me. This can be worked out, you know?
- Put the fucking gun down! - Shut the fuck up.!
- Trish, where's the money? - In that fucking bag right there.
Fuck!
- Thank you, Trish. - Jack: Idiot.
How much is in there?
Listen to me... $120,000. You need me! You know you need me!
Jack... if that's your name... what is your name?
- I'm not telling you my name. - Why shouldn't I kill you then?
You want the money... the four million dollars? You need me!
I don't need you. You pushed me to the hole.
Be calm for one second. You know you need me...
to get that four million. If you want to be smart...
you don't want to be some fucking stupid spic...
Don't call me a spic, you piece of white fucking trash!
Goddamn you!
(groans)
Where's the money, Jack?
Jack, come on. Where's the money?
Trish?
(crying) Oh, God! Oh, God!
Tell me where the money is. I don't want to have to fucking kill you.
- Tell me where the money is. - Ghetto piece of shit!
Jack...
(gunshot blasts)
I took Carmen and her mother back to Puerto Rico...
and with the money we opened a small bar in the south of the island.
It's quiet most of the time, but we get by.
(phone rings)
Barmaid: ¿Allo?
Victor, teléfono. Es tu suegra.
(muttering in Spanish)
How's everything going? Good? Enjoying yourself?
You have any complaints... let me know, all right?
- ¿Quién es? - Tu suegra.
¿Porqué no me diijiste, eh? ¿Iris?
It's time. Yeah. We're at the hospital.
All right... tell Carmen to hold on. I'll be right there.
Yeah, yeah. How is she? She doing all right?
Damn. Damn! It's coming. My boy's coming, man.
Drinks on the house, and close early!
It's kind of funny when you think about it.
Keys! Come on!
I mean, I did some bad things in my life...
Broke all the rules, hurt a lot of people.
But here I was. My kid's life was about to begin...
- And I had another chance. - (engine starts)
(muffed shot)
(silencer barrel grinds)
Damn.! Like I said before...
'had I known what I know now. "
I guess it was naive of me to think I could actually get away with it...
Escape my past.
Yeah, but that's not how it works...
'cause you know a man's actions always have their consequences.
And deep down, I knew that.
Maybe what it's all about is thinking about someone else...
instead of yourself all the time. Maybe that's what I was always missing.
If I can leave something for my son, maybe my life is worthwhile.
Carmen: He's so beautiful. I think I'm in love again.
He looks just like Victor.
(female vocal harmonies)
# There's a time somebody comes...#
# Into your life, babe#
# Sometimes there's a time somebody's got to leave#
# And I know that you can't stay#
# But I love you anyway#
# I'll hold each memory#
# Here inside of this heart of mine#
# I'll remember your touch, the way it felt to be loved...
# The way it felt to be missed, I will remember all this#
# The nights I spent in your arms#
# All thejoy that you brought my heart#
# After all the tears are all cried#
# Baby, l... I will remember your smile#
# I will remember your smile#
# Your smile...#
# Listen...#
# Even though my heart is breaking...#
# I have no regrets#
# No, babe, though I'm gonna miss you#
# Every moment of my life#
# Well, I had one dream come true#
# Come true...#
# 'Cause I had this time with you#
# And I'll always have you#
# Here inside of this heart of mine#
# I'll remember your touch, the way it felt to be loved,#
# The way it felt to be missed, I will remember all this#
# The nights I spent in your arms#
# All thejoy that you brought my heart#
# After all the tears are all cried#
# Baby, l... I will remember your smile#
# I will remember...#
# I will remember your smile#
# And the memories will keep me warm#
# Through the cold nights#
# I'll be all right#
# I'll just think of the good times we had#
# And the sad times#
# Won't be that sad#
# I know you can't stay, but you're with me anyway#
# 'Cause you'll always stay inside my heart#
# I will remember...#
# I will remember your smile...##