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waiting for her to leave.

- Thank you for sharing.

- Ten grams of fiber every morning.

Flushes all the toxins

right out of your system.

It's great.

Regularity is the key.

- You want some?

- No, I flushed this morning.

Orange juice, decaf, tea?

No, thank you.

Can we talk about the job?

You're a real cut-to-the-chase

kind of guy.

- That's me.

- Thank you, Dierdre.

- Sure, Matt.

- Good. I like that.

Uh, all right.

My client runs an import business

dealing in South American goods.

Obviously, his business depends on

a steady flow of products.

Regularity is the key?

Very good. Exactly.

Delays can cost you

a large chunk of the market.

We're looking

for trained soldiers...

who can guarantee the shipments...

and have the ability to deal decisively

with anyone who tries to interfere.

Like who?

Well, our competitors...

certain government agencies,

which sometimes is the same thing.

Uh-huh.

So what you're looking for is a crew

to protect your drug shipments...

possibly kill any rival dealers...

and maybe even government agents

if they happen to get in the way?

Didrt I say you were

a cut-to-the-chase kind of guy?

You don't want soldiers.

You want killers.

You'll have to

excuse me here, Shale...

because I wasrt aware

there was a difference.

There's a difference.

You want to know what it is?

Yeah, I'll play.

Tell me what the difference is.

But I don't want any...

The difference is...

you're still breathing.

That cereal does work.

- What's with you?

- I told you no drugs.

Did the plate in your head

shift or something?

That's all that's out there.

- At least it's a job.

- A job, Joey?

You ever look up

the word "mercenary"?

It's someone who works

merely for money.

Everybody works for money.

It's not the money that bothers me.

It's the "merely. "

- Hi, Miss Andrewson.

- Hi. Um, Janie?

- She went jogging at the beach.

- Thanks.

Watch out!

I know it hurts, baby.

Try not to move. Don't move.

How are you feeling?

I feel good.

That's the painkillers.

I talked to the cops.

They got an "all-points" out

on a six-foot-six Seminole.

Yeah? You'll find a zillion

of them in the Everglades.

- Where are my clothes?

- They hid them so you can't find them.

- Yeah, right.

- Lie down.

- I hate hospitals.

- It's just for a couple of days.

Come on. Your leg's busted.

You can't walk.

It is busted.

Lacas set me up.

- Is he the one who hassled you?

- It had to be him.

- I'll take care of him.

- You'll drop a grenade on him.

If he did it, he deserves it.

No, I don't want you

to get into it.

Janie, would you relax?

I'm not going to do anything

you don't want me to do.

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