Middle Men Page #3

you're good at fixing messes.

Thanks, honey.

She was right. If I had one talent,

it was fixing problems, problems nobody

thought could be fixed.

I first learned I had this talent...

...several years ago, while I was

working for one of my dad's buddies

in the construction business.

This guy's name was Louie La La.

He was the leg-breaker

for a local crime boss.

Louie just loved what he did.

If he had a choice between being

President of the United States

and breaking somebody's legs...

- All right.

- ...guess what job he'd pick?

Let's go knee cap this Irish f***

and get something to eat.

- Knee cap?

- Yeah.

Take a bat, couple of good hits,

the guy wises up real quick.

I wonder if you were to just,

you know, talk to the guy

and find out what happened.

He wouldn't not pay you, right?

I think maybe if you were

to just speak to the guy...

Kid!

- I am done speaking to this prick.

- I'm sorry.

I know you just wanna

get your money, right?

That's all you want,

is just get the money?

Yeah.

Hurry up, before I change my mind.

- I'm sorry?

- You got two minutes to get my money.

After that, somebody's

getting his knees broke.

He should have been a cowboy

or something. He's more suited.

So now I go inside the bar

and I meet this guy, Morgan.

He was scared and with good reason.

All right, I got problems, too.

You know?

Last couple of projects I built, I...

I got jammed up, you know?

So I had to go to Louie

which is the last f***in' thing

I wanted to do, you know?

And now I'm waiting to go

to the f***in' hospital. Why?

Because I owe? I mean, it's not

like I cheated or I stole or anything.

Just stop, all right, for a second?

Do me a favor.

Just let's focus on why we're here.

I mean, obviously when

you borrowed this money,

you had to have had a plan on how

you were gonna pay it back, right?

Let's just figure out what went wrong

and maybe I can get you out of this. OK?

Talk to me.

All right, if I...

if I had a building permit,

I could get the work

and pay him by the end of the day.

And how's that?

I could borrow money in a few seconds

if I had a building permit.

- Don't have a f***ing building permit.

- A building permit?

Yeah. I need a f***ing building permit.

Not this time. Batter up.

Hey, hold on, Louie.

Now, you got friends downtown, right?

I got friends all over the place.

OK, well, this guy says if he

can just get a building permit

he'll have your money

by the end of the day.

He wants me to do what?

What do I look like, a permiteer?

Look, do we want to get the money

or do we want to break this guy's legs?

I say we get the money, you know?

I'm in a quandary.

I learned that day you can

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