Forced to Fight Page #2
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- 2011
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- You okay with James?
- Of course.
Don't worry, okay?
I love you. I'll talk to you later.
FRANK:
Hey.- Hey, Frank.
- How you doing?
What's up?
You Okay?
Yeah, I'm fine, why?
You seem kind of quiet
these last couple days.
I'm good.
Okay, well, uh...
Anyways, I got a guy out front.
Said he wants to talk to you
about a fractured radius?
I don't... I don't even know what that is.
You want me to handle this?
No.
- I've got it. You wait here.
- All right.
Shane.
Long time. You got a minute?
Danny wants to talk to you.
Kind of busy right now.
Not too busy to talk to Danny, are you?
I've got nothing to say to him.
You sure?
Maybe you two could talk about the old days.
Reminisce and stuff.
Look, I don't want any trouble.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Ahh!
(GROANS)
DANNY G:
Tell your boy to put the phone down.
I got business to discuss.
So as you may have well heard by now,
I got a little problem with your brother.
I don't know anything about
what goes on with you and Scotty.
I know the room number,
So what do you want?
- I want my money.
- You took his money.
That ain't even a long stick on a short hill
of what that mutt owes me.
For one fight? So he'll pay you back.
One fight? That's what he told you?
He's been sucking cash out of me for months.
Sixty-tvvo K to be exact.
And the way I figure it,
his debts are your debts,
I don't have that kind of money.
I'm not talking about sitting around here
for the next 40 f***ing years
I'm talking about a Shane Slavin comeback.
(SCOFFS) You're out of your mind.
I don't fight anymore.
Well, you could have fooled me.
Arn over here's still got a headache.
With a little training, who knows?
Besides, everybody loves a comeback.
No way. It's not gonna happen.
That's pretty whimsical.
Looky here.
You fight again,
you get your brother off the hook.
I make some cash, you make some cash.
And your family you can't say wouldn't
be happy with a little bit of loot, right?
You keep my family out of this.
Now, how am I gonna do that?
Everybody's rolled
into a little ball like a bunch of kittens.
Are you threatening me?
Are you threatening my family?
Now, that's a glass-half-empty way
of looking at it.
I'm offering you a choice.
You fight, or I am gonna hound,
I am gonna dog your brother
right into a pine box.
And don't think about
squirreling him away someplace,
'cause I will get my 64K.
You said 62.
Yeah, well now there's a little bit of vig
for me suffering the goddamn degradation
for coming down to this shithole
and talking to you.
Start the car, Arnold.
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