Top Coat Cash Page #3
- Year:
- 2017
- 105 min
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background checks, et cetera.
- Eric,
we've worked long enough
together for me to know
that you enjoy the
good life, right?
- Yeah.
- So tell me Eric,
how much is enough?
- I can never have enough.
- Help us with this and it's
- Keep talking.
- Jason's a licensed
real estate agent.
He'll do the paperwork,
you close the deal.
Can you handle it?
Consider that your
first month's advance.
- Oh yeah, I can handle it.
- Alright,
a toast gentlemen.
- Well, I gotta take a break.
- We're selling him.
- Alright bye.
- You guys done?
- Just about.
Have a little bit more
business to discuss.
You still pissed?
- You have no idea.
- Be right up.
- Okay.
- I don't know about
you but the heat
and the alcohol make
me sweat like a pig.
- Yeah, I have the same problem.
- Hey Caleb.
How you doing buddy?
- Fine, do you wanna see my mom?
- No, I'm here to see you.
Do you know who I am?
- No.
- I'm your father, Caleb.
I've been gone for a
bit, but now I'm back.
I'm here to see you.
- My mom said my dad was dead.
- Dead?
- She said he died of
cancer when I was only two.
- Well,
- Caleb what the hell's
the door doing open?
Who the hell is this?
- I'm Caleb's
father, who are you?
- J, there's some over here
claiming to be your ex.
Where'd you say you were from?
- I didn't.
- Johnny f***ing Thompson.
I'll be damned.
You know, never thought
last fight.
- Oh sh*t, dude that was
you, man you got the f***
beat out of you.
- Why don't you go
back inside the house.
I need to speak with
Jennifer in private.
- What in the hell
are you doing here?
- I came to see my boy.
- Mom, I thought you
said my dad was--
- Caleb, go inside.
- But--
- I said go inside!
- I have a right to
see him Jennifer.
- No.
No you don't.
You know what?
You lost that right
a long time ago.
How long has it been since
you've seen your son?
Huh?
Huh, maybe, I don't know
six or seven years, huh?
Mr. big shot fighter
too good for his own
flesh and blood and his wife!
What about child support, huh?
Forget about that too?
How f***ing convenient.
- Listen, I'm sorry
about all that.
I was in a different
place that I am now,
I wanna make it up to him.
- No, Johnny.
It's too late for that.
- Yeah, I think it's time
you f***ing left now.
you shut your f***ing mouth
and get back inside the house!
- Hey!
- This doesn't concern you.
- Go.
F***, you know what?
says that Caleb is mine!
And if I see you
here ever again,
I will call the f***ing
cops, do you hear me?
Now leave.
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