Atoast... to successful partnerships.
- Salud. - Salud.
Your daughter is charming and beautiful.
Thank you.
Mm. And what about you, Nick?
Do you have family here?
Uh, just my mom. Yeah.
My, uh... my father moved away when I was a kid.
Ah. I am very sorry to hearthat.
Well, it seems that you turned out all right.
You have certainly made an impression on your boss.
Oh, well...
Nick's had a bit of a magic touch lately.
Well, ljust try to keep things simple, you know?
Know what you want and try to make that happen.
And if that doesn't work out, you steal the file
from the guy sitting next to you and hope that one's a winner.
All right, Nick. Well, let's get serious for a minute
and tell Mr. Fuentes about the new numbers.
Now? Oh, we're having such a good time.
The new numbers, Nick.
We're about to ask Mr. Fuentes for a large amount of money.
You have to dazzle the wallet out of his pocket
and make it dance on the table.
No, really, Ron, you take the glory. This is your baby.
The numbers, Nick.
Well, what we're, uh... we're really talking about
is, uh...
the next generation of hand-held operating systems.
Our software capitalizes on optical internet protocol,
using light-wave architectures for processing
so that it will send and receive data over multiple wavelengths.
Our system can be commercialized within six months,
and with a working beta product and your company's backing,
we can expect to sign one, maybe two of the incumbents.
Then we'll minimize ourfront-end expenditures
by outsourcing to a flex manufacturer in China.
If we're right, our product margins will add
500 basis points to your company's gross margins within 12 months.
Bottom line, if we achieve one-third of the unit sales forecasted,
we'll double your company's cash flow.
All right.
Hey. How's it going?
I'm about to pull out my hair, I'm so bored.
Yeah, it's, uh...
sorry for all the technobabble.
Actually, you know, that's the part that got me hot.
Grace?
Oh Jesus.
What are you doing?
Baby, it's been a week.
What, you want me to beg for it?
Whoa. Hey. Hey hey hey. We're in a restaurant.
When has that ever stopped you before?
Oh fuck.
Hold up. Your dad's right outside.
I don't care about that, and neither does he.
Besides, I'll just tell him to give you another raise.
Oh, Nick!
- I want you, Nick. - I hearyou.
Yeah.
Yeah!
Oh my God. What are you doing?
Let's have some fun here.
Smile, baby.
Uh-uh. Hey...
- I'll be in touch. - You're most welcome.
You did great, Nick. Thanks for coming.
Yeah, Nick. Thanks for coming.
Here I am to let you know
Take it back and let it slow
Lust away from all that ends
Try to keep all amends
Your home
You hardly know it...
- Oh! Jesus! - Where were you?
I was waiting fortwo hours.
Trevor, settle down, man. I was at dinner with Callahan.
What? I told you, we need to talk.
All right. What's going on?
I've got a problem with one of my investors.
- Who? - Malcolm.
- "Malcolm"? - Are you playing with me?
Malcolm, from the club. We took his money. You closed the deal.
- Is your head fucked? Come on! - Malcolm, of course.
Yes. What's up? What's going on?
The money... h-he-he... he wants it back.
- All right. How much? - All of it.
- 250 grand. - "250 grand"?
- Did he do that to you? - It was one of his guys, as a reminder.
Just listen. Listen to me, Nick.
You've got to make this happen, man, okay?
'Cause I can't mess around with this guy.
I-I-I can't make him wait anymore.
Hey, Trevor...
I'll talk to Ron. I'll take care of it.
It's no big deal. All right?
- Yeah. Yeah, all right. - All right, okay.
- I owe you my life, man. - No no. Dude.
- It's all right. - All right.
Hey.
You, uh... you talk to Julie lately?
No. Not in a while. Why?
I'm having a hard time tracking her down.
Dude.
You told me last time, you're done with her, right?
See you later.
Ron. How's it going, man?
For shit. Fuentes bailed.
What? You got to be kidding me.
After last night I thought we had him.
Yeah, well, fuck him. His mistake.
Oh, Jesus!
Listen, I hate to pile on, man, but, um,
it seems we have a problem with one of our investors.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.
Guy Trevor brought in back in July, gave us 250 grand?
Anyway, he says, uh... he says he wants it back.
- That's it? - Yeah.
That's pocket change.
Why don't you just go get the checkbook off my desk and write it yourself?
Ron, thank you so much, man. I knew you'd understand.
Why don't you write a few more while you're at it?
I mean, just go down to the corner and pass 'em out with milk and cookies.
I mean, if you really want to give some money away.
It's not like that, man.
Nick, we have contracts
that specify how and when people get paid back.
I know. I understand. Look, it is a one-time thing.
I'll make it up to you on the next deal.
I don't get it. Were you asleep for our entire conversation yesterday?
Which... which one?
The one where I told you we're broke.
- What? - Nick, the money is gone.
No matter how many times we go over it, it is gone.
We've spent it... everything we had and more.
- Ron, that's not possible. - You wouldn't think so,
but somehow we managed to pull it off.
What about the Strike Line deal?
Nick, you're a good salesman.
You've done a lot of great things for my company.
I'm glad I made you v.P.,
but let's face it... you blew it on that one.
What are you talking about?
You approached them during Christmas.
We weren't ready.
No matter how you look at it, Nick, you scared them off. That's the truth.
I didn't make the Strike Line deal.
Hell, you know, if... if we had just nailed that deal,
we'd actually probably have some working software right now
instead of this pile of garbage.
Hey.
- So what's the story? - Still working on it.
Nick, come on, man. I'm meeting Malcolm tonight.
Hey. I'm gonna take care of it.
Okay.
Julie. Hey, it's, uh...
it's me, Nick, again.
Um...
listen, I know that there's some stuff between us,
and you're obviously not calling me back, but...
I'd really like to talk to you.
Happy belated birthday, and, uh...
I miss you.
- Hello? - Nick. Finally.
- Oh, hey, Mom. - How are you?
Fine, uh, what's up?
I've spoken to yourfather's doctor. He'd like to see you.
Will you talk to him?
Why? What... what do you mean?
I'm concerned about you. I really want to come and see you.
- No no, I'm good, Mom. I'm fine. - No, I really...
Hey, listen, I got to go, okay? I'll call you later.
- Nick... - I love you.
Bye.
Let me see. Oh, looks good, huh?
Julie.
Hey.
Wow, I...
hardly recognized you, you look so different.
Uh, thanks, I think.
No, I mean, you look beautiful.
Um, I left you a bunch of messages. Did you get 'em?
Yeah, I got 'em.
Okay.
I'm sorry. I know I...
I got a little carried away. Ljust really wanted to talk to you.
Well, I'm standing here, so go ahead.
Um... What are you doing?
- I'm working. - At a club?
Yeah, at a club. I'm shooting a fashion show.
Well, that's cool. Who hooked that up?
Christopher. He introduced me to a few people and it just took off.
Wow. Who's Christopher?
- Hey, baby. - Hey.
- You call me? - I did.
- And who's this? - Oh, uh, Nick.
Old friend. We're just catching up.
Nick, she's the greatest, isn't she? She's gonna be a star, aren't you, baby?
Listen, I'm gonna get another drink.
- Can I get you something? - Sure.
- Nick? - No, I'm good.
All right
Julie. Julie.
Listen,
I know some stuff went wrong with us,
but you have to believe me, I never meant for it to end up like this.
Oh, cut the shit, Nick. You know what?
You got everything exactly the way you wanted it,
so don't start caring about me now.
I am telling you, whatever I said,
whatever I did, whatever... happened between us,
just... just wipe it out of your head.
Don't you get it? I already have.
You know, and all yourtalk about your job
and my career, the future,
that's all it was, Nick... talk.
And now I'm my own boss,
and forthe first time I'm doing exactly what I want to do.
No, you're not.
I know what you want, and it's not this.
- Things change. - Not us.
Julie, we can start over.
Just give me a chance.
- That's her, isn't it? - Who?
Grace.
Julie, no.
You are the only thing in this world that matters to me.
I don't know how I lost sight of that.
I can fix this.
I promise you I will.
Always the salesman, aren't you?
Hey...
Nick. Oh, thank God.
See, I told you he'd show.
I'm really glad you could make it, Nick.
- Malcolm, I assume. - Yeah,
- good to meet you face to face finally. - And you.
This is Wayne. He owns half the club with me.
Wayne? Nick.
Good luck.
Have a seat.
All right.
Malcolm, this space is fantastic.
Thank you very much.
Here we go. A little black tea
with ginseng and mango.
We call it Chinese rocket fuel.
Keeps you sharp, mind and body.
It seems to be working foryou.
I know why you're here.
You want to renegotiate your contract.
Yes.
Yourfriend made a lot of promises.
Said he could get me in on the ground floor, triple my money with some sort of
turbocharged super-phone software,
and I'm no expert, but it sounded pretty good.
And it is, Malcolm.
That's all true.
It is an excellent product. I'm sure your investment will see a great return.
Malcolm, I'm not sure what it is you're looking for,
but if you look at your contract, you'll see we're well within ourtimeline.
Okay, but at some time,
I need to feel like there's some sort of progress going on.
Okay. Well, how can I help you feel like that?
See, we're part of an organization.
There's a chain of command. It's the way things are done.
Which is why we sign contracts that specify
how and when people are paid back.
You're a businessman. You know how the whole thing works.
Have you ever wished you could look into the future?
The Chinese believe it's possible just by looking at a pattern of tea leaves.
So... the question is,
do I see a waterfall
dripping with all the money you guys are gonna make me?
Or, uh,
do I see a little bonfire cooking as everything
- I gave you goes up in smoke? - That's not it, Malcolm.
Well, I'm dying foryou to prove me otherwise.
I think I can help.
Because of your relationship with Trevor
and my confidence in this product,
I've written you a personal check for 10%.
25 thousand out of 250?
It's a Band-Aid until your...
your investment sees its return.
Band-Aids. I love Band-Aids.
Now, you see? I told you,
Nick's on this now, and he's gonna take care of everything.
Well, it's better than nothing,
which is all I've gotten from you so far.
So, maybe it's time we cut out the middlemen, right?
No!
Get him out.
Nick?
- No! - What?
Stay in here, okay?
Come on, move, move! Get out!
Shit! Get out! Now!
Fuck! Fuck!
Julie?
- Nick? - No!
No, Julie! Fuck!
- Oh, Julie! Oh, my God! - What's happening?
Shh. Shh. I love you, baby.
I love you. You're okay, okay?
Here. Don't look. Here here. Hey, look at me.
Look at me, look at me. Everything's fine. Okay?
You're okay. Shh.
Breathe.
Come on!
Breathe. Just breathe.
All right. All right.
Oh, Grace!
Oh, God.
Found something that would wake you up.
What the fuck?
Relax. You're enjoying it.
Your shit's on the floor.
You want something to drink?
Who are you?
Huh?
How did I get here?
You are so bloody cute.
- Answerthe question. - Get your hands off of me.
You don't remember me? We met at the club.
Malcolm and I are partners.
On everything. Which means I own half your ass.
I understand you owe us $250,000.
If you hadda behaved yourself,
I could've persuaded Malcolm into reducing your bill,
but now you're not going anywhere until he gets here.
Don't you get it?
I'm sure your girlfriend and Trevor would agree.
Fuck you.
I really screwed things up, Mom.
I tried so hard to fix everything, to just...
make things right, and every time I do I make it so much worse.
I don't even know who I am anymore.
Don't. You remind me of yourfather when you talk like that.
- Why? - You try to control everything.
Mom, I want to talk to Dad.
No, you can... you can't, okay?
You don't understand. It's really important.
- No, you don't understand. - Mom, you've gotta help me find him.
Nick, he's dead.
He committed suicide.
Why would you keep that from me?
I don't know.
I didn't want you to remember him like that.
The point is, Nick, it's you I'm worried about.
You can't do this alone.
You need to see a doctor.
You don't have to have the same fate as yourfather.
Nick, you can't control everything.
You have to let it go.
Another drink, please.
Thanks.
Nick. What's going on?
Oh my God.
What happened to you?
Did you bring it?
Where is Trevor?
I can't believe that was only a year ago.
I know something's wrong.
First, Trevor comes home with a black eye.
Then he says you have some meeting together,
but he doesn't come home at all.
And now you want me to bring you some old picture?
Nick, I'm really scared.
I know.
You know that I'd do anything for Trevor, don't you?
I'd do anything for all you guys.
Yeah.
Come here.
I know you're scared.
I can't explain it...
but I promise you that Trevor's okay.
Oh, great, guys.
Check it out...
I brought my own special birthday candle.
- Yes! - It's drugs!
Oh! My favorite.
Light it!
- Light it. - Yes yes.
Where are you going?
- Somewhere. - Oh, really?
With you.
Okay.
I need to talk to you alone.
Oh.
Put this on, it might get cold.
Hmm.
Ah. This looks exactly the same as it did
when you first brought me here.
I can't believe... when was that?
- Three years ago. - Three years ago.
Wow.
I can't imagine my life without you now.
Nick, I want to tell you something.
Me first.
Okay.
You need to go to New York.
- What? - I know that it sounds strange,
but trust me, it's forthe best.
Where is this coming from?
This is your chance to pursue your art,
to... find out about yourself,
to not have to worry about me or us or my job
or all that other bullshit, just...
- I don't want to be free. - Listen to me.
This is your last chance to...
pursue your own path in life,
one that I can't fuck up.
Well, I don't want to pursue my own path. That wasn't the deal.
- Listen. - We were going to do this together
and we were gonna work it out, and you promised you would be there.
Just trust me, I know, baby. I don't think you're getting it.
Julie...
ljust need a little space myself right now.
I'm sorry.
You're breaking up with me?
- That's it? - Yeah.
I don't think there's anything left to be said.
Nick, I'm pregnant.
Trevor.
Where's Julie?
- What happened? - Yeah, dude, she ran down here,
grabbed your keys and took off to your car.
No! Oh God!
- All right, here we go. - Keep going to the point and back.
Hey, man, what are you doing? That's my car!
Slow down. Please, slow down.
Oh God.
- Oh, you've got to be kidding. - Julie!
- God! - Pull over, Julie, please!
Please, pull over.
I'm sorry! I love you!
I didn't know! I'm sorry!
Julie, you have to pull over!
Pull over! You don't understand!
Please!
Oh my God.
I love you.
I would do anything for all you guys.
You know that, don't you?
Hey, Nick. You're awake.
Come on, baby, we've got a big day.
I've got class in a half-hour.
Ah...
That's right, Nicky, yeah!
Aw...
Mommy has to go to class in a half an hour.
That's right. Okay?
I'm gonna drop you off at Grandma's. Yeah!