Double Take Page #2

First thing in the morning.

We'll do it together, all right?

All right?

- All right.

- All right. Uh, there he is.

- Thomas! Thomas!

- Hey.

- May I introduce Daryl Chase?

- Oh, this is the man.

The one who has been working so hard

on building my future. Oh!

- This is my companion. Maque Sanchez.

- Ah!

A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Chase.

106 million.

Uh, some quarter you had.

- Some quarter.

- Well, why don't we all sit down?

Yes, why don't we?

I didn't realize that was so funny.

Mr. Chase, you have such

a beautiful accent.

Where did you learn

to speak Spanish?

Uh, if you could, um...

for one second.

Thomas. Tell me.

Did you reallocate additional working

capital towards a Don Carlos ad campaign?

Oh, I really like you.

I'm so glad

you are on our side.

So am I.

Tell me. When are you gonna

come visit us in Mexico?

You know, I got no plans

in the foreseeable future.

Oh, but you would have

so much fun.

Uh, Chloe! I, um... They

just invited us to Mexico, honey.

- Looks like a nigga got busted.

- Ooh, Superfly.

- And what is your name, beautiful thing?

- Oh! Maque.

I'm thinking about "macking" you too.

Get butt-naked and you're mine, girl.

I'm telling you. I'm gonna get

a piece of that right there.

- What are you doing here?

- I'm enjoying myself. And how about you?

- Hey, why don't you enjoy yourself

over there? - Ha! Yeah.

It's obvious this rude nigga here don't

wanna introduce me to you "peoples. "

- So I figure I'll introduce myself.

- One second. I'm very sorry.

I am Freddy Tiffany,

internationally known, I might add.

How you doin', baby?

Look at you, girl.

I don't care. We could knock

the cobwebs off of it, me and you, girl.

I'm telling ya.

What is up with your eye, G.?

Oh, I get it. That way you can scope

on her without pissing her off.

You know what you need

is some Visine and some Windex.

- Much money as you making, you could

afford a better eye. - Hey, what's up, Daryl?

- Everything cool?

- No, everything is not cool.

The little leprechaun pimp here, and

he is messing up our entire evening.

- Now, get rid of him.

- Who?

Look at...

Hey!

I am so sorry.

- You wanna tell me what the problem is?

- Nothing, all right?

Daryl, I can't believe you were flirting with

his girlfriend or whoever the hell she is.

- Chloe, I wasn't flirting.

- Oh, give me a break, please!

Did you think she was cute?

Was that it? You thought she was cute?

Freeze!

- Sweep it, Martinez. Sweep

it. - We got it! - Sh*t. Chloe.

It's okay, Mr. Chase.

We're the good guys.

Martinez! What do you got?

- All clear!

- Baby, you okay?

- What happened?

- I don't know.

Oh, God, I'm sorry.

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