Righteous Kill Page #2

We're also working this dealer Spider

who's tied to these two stiffs

we found on Fresh Kills.

lf we can nail him, who knows

how far up the ladder it will lead?

So what about it?

l popped this lawyer

with an ounce of blow.

She practically shoved it up my nose.

l got her to flip on him.

Lucky f***, eh?

She scored it from him directly?

- Yeah, she did.

- Good.

Okay, well, get what you can out of her

and kick her loose.

l hate trying to prosecute

f***ing lawyers.

- This isn't Spider's club.

- The back way in.

Yeah, it's an abandoned

linen factory, Jessica.

l guess l'm not your average--

what do you call it?

- Rat?

- Stoolie?

Thanks.

l mean, l think usually

it's some poor African-American kid

or a junkie or a prostitute.

Well, normally 200-grand-a-year

corporate lawyers

are much smarter than your average

African-American junkie whore--

normally, but sometimes

they only think they are.

lt's all set

on this end.

Are you guys sure

it's safe in there?

You tell your girlfriend

to grow a pair and let's go.

What do you say, Counsel?

Are you ready to do this thing?

Yeah, let's get it over with.

Okay, remember what we said?

You go in there,

you wait for him to ask you

for what you need, right?

And then you don't come back here

with less than four ounces.

- Four ounces?

- Yeah.

lsn't that a lot? l, like, buy a couple

of balls at the club, that's it.

You just say you're going skiing and

you need a week's worth of fresh powder.

Yeah, you tell him you're going

on vacation.

l do this thing

and my record's wiped clean?

As a whistle.

No one at my law firm will know

that l got busted, right?

lt never happened.

Look, Counsel, we all know you

better than this.

You just do this, you stop

shoving that sh*t up your nose,

you go home, you get married,

you have kids,

you never come back here,

and that's that.

Yeah.

Everybody's in position.

- Okay, we're going.

- Yes, sir.

Let's push the signal

back 50%.

Hey, Jessica.

Break a leg.

lt's two flights down.

The door's on the left.

Ring the bell.

Hey, Stubby, why don't you

go and escort our company up here?

Go on, fat boy.

Get it on.

- Good afternoon.

- Hey, Spider.

- l'll be downstairs.

- All right.

- How are you?

- All right, baby,

just checking out this wizard sh*t

before l let my kids watch it.

- You seen this?

- No.

The guy is a stone dealer.

l let my little ones watch this--

they'll all turn out junkies.

You know what l'm saying?

He's got a point.

- You remember Underdog?

- What about him?

That f***ing dog spawned

a generation of junkies.

So you converted the bank

into a club and a recording studio?

- Yeah. You like it?

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