Down and Dangerous

- I'll head south, you with?

- Yes, I am.

Rainbow Maxi Promotions?

Will you read the number for me?

6,973,421th.

Are you sitting down? They just won a

free cruise to Mexico.

- With America's best cruise company.

A little more. Perfect.

The cap is on.

Call me when you get back home.

It's gifts to you.

Is it true? Thank you.

Pair of sixes.

- Relax.

- Maybe she was caught in customs.

Customs officers are fools.

She calls. Sixes.

You should have seen the load.

It was really prof.

- Three threes.

- Out of terms.

Can I see?

- Rainbow Maxi Promotions.

- I would call when I got home.

- A broad smile.

- You're funny.

- Did you have fun?

- Great.

Can you beat your hair back? Super.

If you want to have lunch with me,

so I live in the Hollywood Hills.

- I'm married.

- You're not going to ring.

I'm still married.

Okay...

What is your problem? Married?

- You must learn to have fun, Paulie.

- You can not be too careful.

By the way...

Who says I do not have fun?

It's Gavin,

leave a message.

Gavin, I have not heard from you.

Call me back.

- Who was that?

- My dealer. If you delete it?

Clear. Stupid.

- Here's your part.

- Have a customer. Working from a motel.

- And the price?

- 150.

- Elliot, you 're a thief.

- It's a good price.

- It is much too high. You get problems.

- You should meet him.

- He'll probably have a lot more.

- The price is too high. Has he earring?

- I have not met him yet.

- Narkodealere has always earring.

No clue. Let me do my,

then devises an ingenious plan for us.

This was just a one-time thing.

I work alone. No partners

or liabilities. I can not hesitate.

Do not look at me.

It's nothing personal.

Moreover, it constantly harder.

In the past it has been as

I chasing my own tail.

Eventually I end up

in my own ass.

If you say so. The day you say

your real name stop you enough -

- So I assume that you are ready

for another round.

- Does a name matter?

- No, but you know my name.

"Paul" is all I know.

The hell with it.

Here's to go to the limit

again.

Good job.

Grease. Police.

- DEA. Does he work for you?

- No work for me.

Gavin Ap'Morrygan, a paltry dealer. We

found him like a few days ago.

Assuming that your honeymoon

is over now.

Young people should be more careful.

I knew him barely.

- How ugly said.

- Who are you?

This is Joe. It is a message.

Rafael Garza is a dangerous type, right?

- Are you recording this?

- Would you believe me if I said no?

Possibly.

It is Paul now, right?

What happened to Addison Brock llI

or Barry Green before it?

I get tired of names.

Why not work for us? We ship

you south. You give us some mexer.

I do not work with sanctimonious.

You're a nice guy and we let you be,

you will not hurt you any...

...but I need your help to

nail the bastard who killed your friend.

- No.

- You get 12 percent of everything we make.

- Then you can start over somewhere else.

- Okay... I see.

- Are you?

- Arturo.

I mean it in a good way,

but slip to hell.

Think about it. I try

to appeal to your good side.

Tell when you have changed your mind,

I'll get used to your new name.

It's a bad time.

I'll call you right back.

- Elliot, look.

- When Beverly and Fairfax.

Wait. Sh*t!

Gavin is dead. Who are you meeting?

- Are you too nervous?

- Come here.

Did you know?

Perfect.

Where is she?

- You left her?

- She's dead.

Do not move, damn it!

F***!

Let me remember our conversation.

I paid you to scare people,

but you killed them.

Should I be happy about it?

I asked you to send a message

to scare them, right?

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