The Avenue Page #3

- Maybe, but first we've got

to fence that thing.

That ain't going

to be easy, my friend.

Whoever owned that is definitely

going to be coming for it.

They probably already are.

- Yeah.

Imagine how pissed they are.

Plus, Tony's probably got his

crews out looking for us.

-Yeah, talk to me.

He did what?

No, no, no.

Don't worry about Eddie.

You find his boy,

Christian Flynn.

Leave Eddie to me.

- You're going to have

to change motel rooms.

-Yeah, yeah, we will.

It's got to be Victor

on something like this.

-No, man, no, not Victor.

Can't we just call the guys up

in Lehigh valley,

the, uh, the Russians?

- This is way too big for them,

what are you, nuts?

Way too big.

-Fine, but not Victor.

Man, he screws us

every freakin' time.

- He's expensive,

I'll give you that,

but he's always had my back.

- No, no, I have always

had your back.

He plays that fake

father figure bullshit

to a t, and every time,

I watch him screw you over.

-He's the only one in the city

that can get a deal

like this done,

and we both know it.

- Fine, fine, whatever,

it's your call,

but I don't like it.

- Look at this thing.

What are you worried about?

This is going to be

the easiest damn money

we ever made in our life.

The easiest. Are you kidding me?

- All right, we got this.

- We got this.

I can't believe it.

- Can I ask you a question?

- Just one.

- Why are you so cranky?

- Do you guys get the paper?

You read the paper every day

or do you just read the comics?

You see what the price

of gold is?

-Who gets a newspaper anymore?

- Don't you see what

the price of gold is today?

- I don't give a sh*t about

gold, what gold's doing, okay?

- Look, Eddie, let's just take

this up the street, huh?

- You want to?

- Yeah.

-Maybe we should.

-Hey, hey, both you guys,

hugs and kisses,

I'll see you later.

Okay? Bye-bye.

Go ahead.

- Come on.

Stop, stop.

We'll see if we can get

this crankiness

turned around, all right?

- It all depends, go ahead.

- In this pouch... score

of your life, check it out.

- You know, you guys

are killing me here.

I don't deal dope.

Get out of my shop

with this pouch, come on.

-Victor, it's not dope.

Just open it and have a look.

-Open it? Okay, I'll open it.

Oh, my god.

- Okay, you happier now?

- Wow, wow, wow, wow, boys.

You got something here.

This can't be real, can it?

- Why don't you put it on

the scale and weigh it.

You know it's real.

- Let's see what

the scale says, gentlemen.

It says that's worth

about $15 million.

Huh?

Where'd you boys find this?

This doesn't just

appear out of nowhere.

Huh?

- It belongs to me

and Christian now.

That's all you need

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