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There he is. Lookin’ for ya, kid.
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Deal is done.
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The Triads are in, goddamnit, we’re sweet!
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-Oh we’re so close to the finish line, Vic.
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-We gotta play it safe, man.
I still got the Maronis on my ass.
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But you,
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you’re the bag man.
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You held your own tonight.
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I'm proud of you, Vic.
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-Proud of you.
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Come on,
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I told Roxy to order us
a bottle of the good stuff.
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-Give it to me.
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Oz, it’s—
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Now, goddamnit!
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You goin’ somewhere?
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With my fucking money?
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-With the money?
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Woah, woah, no, I wouldn't—
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We’re this fucking close!
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And you wanna bail for what?
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A piece of ass?
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Oz, it’s not her.
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Alright, it's not her.
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It's—
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It's the f—
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It’s the f— of—
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Jesus, kid!
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-It's everything, alright?
It's everything.
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I do everything that you ask me to do.
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Alright, I do it all.
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I try—
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I try to,
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at least.
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It's just—
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I don't know if I should.
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What, you're too good for this life?
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Huh?
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That it?
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That’s funny, comin’ from you.
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You wanna go?
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What are you waitin’ for?
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Fucking go.
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I can't.
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I can't leave.
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What the fuck?
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You think I'm holding
you hostage, or somethin’?
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That what, you're my fucking prisoner?
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That it?
-
Hey—
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-This is what it feels like,
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No.
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Being with me?
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What did you have,
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-Oz.
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before I found you? Huh, kid?
-
-Hey
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-Please.
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Fuckin’ nothin’.
-
That's what,
-
a loser.
-
-I don't—
A goddamn nobody.
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-I gave you clothes, money,
a place to crash!
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You got all the opportunity in the world
right fucking here!
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For Christ's sake!
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But this,
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this is all you feel?
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-You coulda left whenever you wanted.
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-You chose this day.
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How ‘bout you ask yourself why?
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Oz, I don’t—
-Well, let me help.
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You stayed,
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because you want something better.
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You want more than your father ever had.
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Oh.
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My dad would be ashamed of me.
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-You wanna know what's shameful, Vic?
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Workin’ your whole goddamn life.
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Havin’ nothin’ to show for it.
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You still think there's good and bad?
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-Right and wrong?
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-There ain't.
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There's just this.
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Survival, security, pleasure.
-
They don't give out awards
for dyin’ in the projects.
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Fuck you.
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Fuck me?!
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Fuck the goddamn world!
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Don't give a shit about you,
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or your family.
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You think you're nothin’?
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You are nothin’ ‘til the day you die.
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I thought you were smart,
but that's the life you want.
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Guess what, Vic? Good news.
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You already got it.
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-So go, get the fuck outta here.
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You don't deserve this.