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on the German.

Mm-hmm.

It's that important to you?

It is.

Enough so

that if you do this for me,

I will wipe clean

your brother's debt.

All right. Last I heard,

he was still based out of BC.

Wise decision, Tommy.

What's in it?

You're being paid not to know.

That's for expenses.

- See you in a couple days, boss.

- Godspeed.

- Hey.

- Smart move, kid.

- Yes?

- The package is en route.

Excellent.

It's not like I'm really being

unreasonable here, is it now?

It's not like I like the sound

of my own voice

and that's the reason

I'm talking to you.

It's because this needs

to be done.

And spend some money. Try to

improve your look, for God's sake.

Jesus.

I don't know what you guys

do around here all the time.

When's this a**hole gonna get here?

Well.

All right, here he comes.

On my go.

Nicolas.

German.

You wouldn't know

anything about

a missing silver shipment,

now would you?

Because, you see,

I intended to take

that shipment myself.

Sure.

Sure I do.

Guys.

Cute.

So tell me.

Where do we stand,

you and I?

How do you mean?

Are we friends, enemies,

or simply competitors?

No different than

a pair of hardware stores

struggling to survive

in the same damn town.

Well...

I wouldn't find it wise

for me to answer that.

And yet therein lies

your answer.

I suppose it does.

How do you think that this,

the you and I of it all,

will play out in the long run?

Poorly.

Agreed.

But in the meantime,

we're at peace.

Peace is the only thing

any of us wants.

Is that so?

It is for now.

How long have

we been doing this?

Too long.

And yet the years

just keep on coming.

You keep to yours,

I'll keep to mine.

If either dips

his finger knowingly

or unknowingly

into the other's till,

we don't cut it off.

We meet as such

and we play it cool.

Agreed.

As for the silver,

I'll overlook

that little indiscretion.

Well, that's too kind.

You are a son of a b*tch.

You know that?

You hungry?

I could eat.

I will have a word

with the chef.

The guy is a real maestro.

Go. Go!

Come on!

What are you waiting for?

Get out there, God damn it!

Move!

Go on! Jesus!

Sh*t.

This wasn't what

you expected, was it?

What's the word, bro?

Word is, I got something

to clear your slate with Big Doug.

That ain't your cross to bear.

Hey, we're family.

You'd do the same for me

if the shoe was on the other foot.

I don't know, Tommy.

I just don't know

if I'd even care.

Look, why are you here today?

Huh? What do you want from me?

You want me to say thank you?

Look where the hell

I'm at, Tommy.

- Thought you'd want to know.

- Well, I don't want to know.

And you know why?

Because I'm in here

with a bunch of Big Doug's friends

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