The Counselor Page #4

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it's not as bad as it appears

and then one morning, you realize

it's worse. - Am I close?

My back is against

the f***ing wall, man.

I believe you.

Do you have the cash?

I'll have it Thursday.

All right.

I'll call

Westray and set it up.

Counselor.

Westray.

It's not dark

enough in here for you?

Wow.

That's a dandy. What happened?

Confrontation with a doorman.

"Confrontation"?

Jesus.

What did you say to him?

I think I told him that he

was not to take it personally

but he should go f*** himself.

What did he say to that?

He said, "I'm gonna hurt you,

white person."

What will you have?

I'll have a Heineken.

Make it two.

I didn't know you

got into donnybrooks.

I don't.

Anyway,

it was in another country.

And besides,

the wretch is dead.

No, but I sent a pair of reliable

chaps to speak with him.

Bloody expensive, too.

You surprise me.

Counselor,

I'm just a middle man.

I know the smallest

crumb can devour us.

You learn not to let anything pass.

You can't afford to.

I should keep that in mind.

You might keep that in mind.

So, fire away.

All right.

What do you do with the money?

What do I do,

or what does one do?

What do you do?

Mine goes offshore.

We can talk about it if you like,

but you can't use my people.

All right.

Okay. Let me make a call.

All right.

What else?

You seem unsettled.

I'm all right.

Uh...

What's the buy-out

for this whole deal?

Net net?

Yeah. Net net.

It's hard to put

a cold dollar on it.

You don't know what your

expenses are up front.

It's 625 kilos,

goes for about $50 an ounce in Colombia.

And the street value in Dallas

can go as high as two grand.

Is that where it's going?

Dallas?

No, it's going to Chicago.

Don't write that down.

We're probably

looking at 20 million.

Maybe a little more.

It's 21,900 ounces.

Good return on your investment.

Did you do that in your head?

No, I remembered it.

But I know someone who

could do that in her head.

I'll bet you're right.

If you're not in,

you need to tell me.

I'm all right.

Here we go.

No, you're good.

Thank you.

Well, cheers.

A plague of pustulant boils

upon all their scurvid asses.

Is that your normal toast?

Increasingly.

So, if the drug wars stop

this will dry up, right?

Let's just say,

it will be more than risky.

That's the thing

Reiner doesn't seem to get.

You may have

noticed his lifestyle

has become increasingly lavish.

I've noticed.

I don't set foot in his clubs.

And I miss the bastard.

We used to share

a taste for exotic women.

In fact, a few times

shared the women themselves.

That wouldn't include the present one,

would it?

Now, why would you ask me that?

No reason. Sorry.

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