Raw Deal Page #5

That's $100 million

on the street.

We can make it up

in a couple of weeks.

Just what

Lamanski needed.

If he's got a lot of sh*t on hand,

he's gonna step in at bargain prices...

and grab a great big chunk

of the business!

Well, why don't we

just take him out?

Because he's

looking for it!

You won't get near him now,

unless you want to start a war.

Nobody needs that.

Later.

- How many got busted?

- Eight.

Nobody pulled a trigger.

They'll all make bail.

Have you found

a replacement for Tony?

I'm looking somebody over.

- I want it back.

- What?

The money. The smack.

It's mine. I want it back.

Oh, come on! What are we gonna do,

knock over city hall?

We don't even know

where they got it stashed.

But we know somebody

who can tell us.

That sh*t is mine.

I paid for it, and I want it back.

And I'm gonna get it back.

How the hell is it

you never did any time?

I'm smart,

unlike someone we know.

Max thinks you stink

from trouble.

- He doesn't want you around.

- I'm sure he makes a lot of mistakes.

Never the same one twice.

You're on.

But consider yourself temporary.

And if Max is right,

very temporary.

We start tomorrow.

It's nice to be

one of the family.

- Get my car, please.

- Yes, sir.

Sam, could you

get me a cab, please?

Taxi!

How'd you do

the other night?

- Your money didn't change a thing.

- And tonight?

I got out with cab fare.

Maybe you should try

a different kind of recreation.

Losing at tennis

wouldn't make me feel any better.

The exercise might.

- We don't need you.

- Thanks, pal.

Okay. Thank you.

You're a real

take-charge guy.

Hold your glass very still.

Oh!

Huh!

Oh. I don't know why they advertise

all those sleeping pills on television.

I mean, chemicals are

no good for you.

A couple of bottles of champagne

wipes you right out.

Exactly.

What are you saying?

Are you saying you're ready for bed?

- I think so.

- That sounds like a hell of an idea to me.

Gonna help you get up.

Ooh!

Uuh! God!

- Here.

- There you go.

There you go.

Come on. Hurry.

Oh, God!

- You know what I like about bedrooms?

- No. What?

You almost always

find a bed in there.

You know what?

I've noticed

the same thing.

Oh, my God.

Great.

Uuh!

I've got what there is.

Joseph P. Brenner.

Social Security number, 567-3...

567-34-5787

Dade County licence number...

48736892-R.

Passport number...

H-1032642.

Okay? He's asleep.

He's passed out.

This takes care of a thousand dollars

of my I.O.U., right?

Okay.

If there's something to say,

I'll call.

We wanted to check

your water heater today, Sarah...

but the, uh, keys werert where they were

supposed to be, so we couldn't do anything.

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