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You'll ever get.

- Good, That's the last one I'll ever need.

Yeah, i'll give you call on a f***ing Matzarella sticks.

The pool is so dirty dude.

Where do all these leaves come from?

- Where the hell do you think, dude?

From f***ing trees.

- That's what she said.

You know, 'that's what she says' joke don't..

work with that. It has to be something

in a sexual reference.

Like, you know...

'These leaves are hard'.

That's what she said.

I hate this pool.

Dwayne?

What?

Look, I don't wanna get into a family matter...

or anything but uh...

but killing the major seems kinda messed up...

right? or no???

No, it's not messed up.

It's barely even murder.

I mean ...it's

really..just kinda shaving

a few years off The Old man's shitty existence.

Hey, Dipshit!

If my pool ain't ready in an hour,

you don't get paid.

Maybe, you gotta woke your lazy ass up,

before noon.

- I wake up at 11:15 Major.

That's a fact.

- You look good.

- Nice to see you too, Dad. Love you... so much.

F*** that dick.

You know why I sleep late, Travis?

It's not because I'm lazy.

It's on account of having so many dreams.

Big ones.

Prepare yourself.

What is the one thing, this town's missing?

I'll give you a hint.

It's cash business.

It's crawling with sexy b*tches.

- A Chinese food restaurant?

- Abortion clinic?

- No.

- Yeah...No. A tanning salon.

Think of alll the green.

All that brown flesh.

And, It's the perfect front for a prostitution ring.

- And guess what?

- What?

- I'm gonna cut you in on it.

Make you a partner in business.

If...and only 'if'..?

You'll be my partner in crime.

You're gonna be f***ing rich and famous..

Helping dudes to calm and get tanned.

Or you're gonna be f***ing p*ssy,

and clean this a**hole's pool

for 10 bucks an hour?

- Yeah, alright. I'll do it.

But I'm not shoot the Major or anything. Alright?

I'll hold him while you shoot him.

Not that dude.

- Nah.. listen, I'm not shooting anybody alright?

You wanna be a millionaire Travis?

You gotta start thinking like one, Okay?

Do you think millionaires murder people?

No..no they don't.

They hire highly trained assassins to do it for them.

Which I've done.

- What?

- Dwayne, where are we gonna get a 100 thousand dollars,

to pay this deadly assassins?

- See, now we're getting down to the heart of the matter.

How do we get the 100 Gs?

'Cause once we have the 100 Gs,

We basically have a million.

And once we get the million, well then we

own everything and everyone in this whole f***ing town.

- Alright, maybe we uh....

rob a bank?

Isn't that what people do? Just go down to the local branch,

shoot some old sh*t security guard???

We'll be like...

- Not really thinking like a millionaire.

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