For the Love of Money Page #4

that knowing the address of

Gettysburg

was not gonna be the key

to my success.

So I got a job.

Izek, can you make a pass?

Yeah. Sure thing.

#Fantasy will set you free#

#Close your eyes, girl#

#Look inside, girl#

#Let the sound take you away#

Even at 16, I knew I wanted it all,

and from the looks of it,

there were ways of getting

there other being a gangster.

The business sold back home,

and we bought a house on

Crescent Heights.

We were slowly getting our piece

of the American dream.

Bye, sweetie.

- Okay, Ma.

But! Wanted more.

#On a magic carpet ride#

#You don't know#

#What we can see#

#Why don't you tell

your dreams to me#

So, you say this place

is for your uncle, huh?

Yeah.

Solomon didn't believe

a word of it,

but he had first and last month's

rent on a long-term vacancy,

so what did he care?

Hey, here you go.

Hello, young man.

Mr. Solomon, how are you?

I'm gonna make you a lot of money.

Money. I like money.

Now, listen to me.

There's this Korean couple,

and they want to buy this place.

They figure if a kid can do it...

Really?

$25,000.

You in?

I would net $15, 000.

It might as well have been

a million.

I'm in.

I'm in.

Attaboy. Congratulations.

Thank you.

Do me a favor. Gimme

something to eat.

Of course.

Solomon wasted no time

finding me another place.

And when that one started

posting numbers,

buyers were lining up.

The third restaurant

would be my last.

I wanted to work with cars,

and this great mechanic I knew

had just moved to L.A.

Oh, this is great.

You're gonna beat McDonalds

at their own game.

Thanks.

You got backup?

Yeah, this is, uh...

Perfect.

This is my cousin Yoni.

What's his name?

Yoni.

Yoni?

Do me a favor.

Don't ever tell me how old you are.

You did good.

Good.

Hell, I hope you're as good with cars

as you are with burgers.

Better.

Let me give you a tip.

If it floats, flies, or fucks...

Rent it.

Otherwise buy it.

Buy it?

Buy it.

You've been good to me,

Mr. Solomon.

I have, haven't I?

I've been very good to you.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Go to work.

#Blondies "Call me"#

#Color me your color, baby#

Hey, Yoni.

- Yeah?

Having trouble

with the old pipe, huh?

Ah, I'm not falling for that one again.

Ah, come on. You're taking

all the fun out of it.

Hey.

- Huh?

I have to go home early

tomorrow.

Hot date?

Ah, not exactly hot.

So what?

I'm, uh, meeting Talia's parents.

Get the f*** out of here.

Oh, it's getting serious.

Yeah, I guess it is.

You never know.

She could be the future Mrs. Cohen.

Pass me the wrench, Romeo.

Romeo, Romeo,

Where have you been, Romeo?

Hey. Can I help you?

Yeah. I can't get my hood open.

Can you do something with it?

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