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We're talking

about my little girl here.

You give me

until the end of the week.

You understand?

You give me until the end of the week.

- I'll get you every penny by Friday.

- Mr. Vaughn.

- Just listen to me.

- Mr. Vaughn...

Every penny by Friday.

You keep her name on that list.

She's going to get that surgery.

I will get you every penny.

Please.

Friday, Mr. Vaughn.

Friday.

Hey. Talking about

Princess Riley here

and her best friend Monkey.

And they were going

to go into...

Was it a very enchanted

magical forest

or was it a very scary forest?

Scary forest.

Oh, my goodness.

Of course it is.

Okay, so Princess Riley

and her best friend, Monkey...

Stop.

I don't want to be

the hero tonight.

But you're the bravest

little girl I know.

I want you to be the hero.

I want you to save me.

Okay. I think that

is a great idea.

Princess Riley and Monkey,

they got to

the very creaky bridge.

And there's an ogre that comes

out from underneath the bridge.

What do you think the ogre's name is?

Luke.

Smoke?

Nah, I quit.

Health?

Money, actually.

This one's free.

Thank you.

Vaughn, right?

Heard you've been

working here a long time.

Too long.

Bet you've seen some crazy sh*t.

Yeah, man,

I've seen some crazy sh*t.

Been here about

three or four months myself.

And I've seen some crazy sh*t.

Like this fat Chinese guy

who comes in every week...

biggest f***ing loser, this guy.

This guy drops a buttload

of money every Thursday,

just like clockwork.

Well, you play long enough,

the house always wins.

It's the way this guy loses...

making all the wrong bets,

holding when he shouldn't,

not splitting when he should.

F***in' guy wants to lose.

Shitload of money,

every Thursday night.

Nobody's got that kind

of f***in' money to burn.

You know what's ever crazier?

Every Friday night,

a different Chinese guy

comes to the high-rollers table,

plays roulette,

and wins f***in' huge.

I'm talking statistic-anomaly f***in'

huge.

Every Friday night,

like f***in' clockwork.

Why don't you just cut to the chase

and tell me what's on your mind?

The way it appears to me,

is they're taking in a shitload

of money every Thursday night

and laundering it out

through the casino.

You're telling me this because?

Put 'em in an awful bad spot,

if someone were to rob them

of that money.

It's not like they're going

to go crying to the police

about someone stealing

their dirty cash.

Well, sounds like you've

got this all figured out.

I do, except for one piece.

I need a guy

who's been here too long,

smoking habit he can't afford,

and access to the vault.

Thanks for the cigarette.

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