The Infiltrator Page #4

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whacked, do you understand that?

- I understand that.

- And that's why I plan.

And so when your snitch pulls a gun on me,

- a gun that he's not supposed to have...

- Okay, man, I didn't know. I'm...

I start to wonder,

"Is Emir on my side? Is he with me or not?"

Man, you never gotta question

if I'm on your side or not

'cause I'm always on your f***ing side!

Do you have my back?

I got your back, man.

Do you have my f***ing back?

Bob.

Thank you.

Bobby.

- You look good, Dom.

- Thank you.

Sorry about the cuffs. Regulations.

What are you gonna do?

Don't worry about it.

You should put those on.

Could get a little messy.

You serious?

F***ing hell.

Get the f*** out of here. Bobby, come on.

F***. What, no coffee?

- Oh, sh*t.

- F*** you, Bobby.

You didn't forget?

What's the matter with you?

Black coffee.

- Two sugars.

- Thank you, Bob.

F***.

Look, Dom.

I don't care who you work for right now.

I really don't. I'm not here for that.

- Right, so what do you want, Bob?

- When you cooperated before,

it led to drugs off the street,

and a lot of punks right here

in this shithole that you call your home.

- Sorry, Bobby, I can't rat.

- I'm not asking you to rat.

Can't do it.

I'm asking you to just act.

- Like f***ing what?

- Like you.

Just be yourself. I need you.

You been sleeping

in your office again, counselor?

Why would I go home?

So many wonderful criminals and perverts

to hang out with.

- You all set out here?

- Yeah.

Okay. Flip him or f*** him.

All right.

You have an impressive portfolio,

Mr. Musella.

Musella. Thank you.

I manage the financial affairs

of a group of Colombian businessmen.

They've accumulated wealth

in foreign accounts

and would like me to invest it for them

in Florida real estate.

- Is that feasible?

- It's not a problem.

You think you'll need to move money

the other way,

from the US out of the country?

That would be something

we might consider.

- Hey. How are you?

- What's up, man?

Mr. Dominguez?

- I'm Lee Palmer.

- That ready?

- I like the way you work, sir.

- Come on, let's get to it.

- Follow me.

- All right.

Okay.

All right.

Now, I'm gonna feed the wire.

Yeah. Yeah, I got it, Dad.

Pull it.

Now, you see that little tab of tape

on the end here?

- Yeah. Okay.

- You can come on down.

- There we go. Hey, look at that.

- Cool, Dad.

What are you doing?

What am I doing?

Well, Scotty and I are hooking up a light.

So, when someone calls Daddy's work line,

it flashes instead of rings.

Guys, go get ready for dinner.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- Wash your hands.

- Yeah, Mom.

Hey.

You Okay?

Promise me this is the last one.

I promise.

Good.

Okay?

So, what's your UC?

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