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Six, including yours.
So I take it you're not opposed|to relocating here?
That's what I plan to do.
I've never been here before,|but I like it already.
Your first visit?
But you already know that.
With all these languages?|Spanish, French, Italian?
Portuguese|and rudimentary Chinese.
I've been too busy|preparing to travel...
to actually go anywhere.
Now here I am.
Tell me, why did you|choose international law...
rather than criminal law,|for example?
I've always been fascinated...
by other cultures,|their customs, rituals.
I believe|it's even more satisfying...
more exciting,|to be able to negotiate...
differences into consensus|when dealing with...
Ms. Reed, if you're chosen|for this position...
for Rio de Janeiro|in the morning?
Elliot,|don't be such a tight ass.
I'm not talking|brain surgery here...
I'm not talking|starving people in Africa.
I'm talking a few million|dollars, one way or the other.
Your bank has you|by the balls, sweetheart.
You're next interest payment|is due in four days.
You've depleted|your other assets.
You have nothing left|to liquidate.
How do I know?
Honey, that is|privileged information.
talks in his sleep.|One second.
Do sit down.
Have you had your breakfast?
Shirley, give her|a corned beef sandwich.
You better eat it now.
You're not going to get|anything like this in Rio.
I'll see you at the construction|site on Monday. Bye.
So, it's all there.
Everything you need to know|about the deal.
We're bailing out|an under-capitalized...
and hopefully,|we'll be in and out...
before the word hits the street.
I hope you brought|some summer clothes.
It's hot as hell|where we're going.
You sweat a lot, run a lot.
You may not even sleep|until the whole thing's over.
It all happened so fast.
I didn't have time|to go shopping.
If I'd had gotten your job...
I would have been in Bendel's|before the ink was dry.
You're going to make|a lot of money, honey.
It's all play money anyway.|Do you like what you see?
So, what's happening, boys?|Talk to me!
- What's the word on the street?|- Nothing yet.
Emily, our new whiz-kid lawyer.
Meet Juan, Roberto...|V.P. S from the local office.
This is Flavio...|my soothsayer, my main man.
A man for all seasons,|all reasons.
Anything you need done,|anything you need to know...
this is the dude.
Well, welcome|to the war room, sweetheart.
Not bad for a rich little|poor girl from the boondocks.
So where are|the secretaries, Roberto?
They'll be here tomorrow.
I told you I want them|on call 24 hours a day.
Sorry, Claudia.|It's not set up yet.
Not set up yet?
Do you have any idea|what is at stake here?
We'll just have to start|bright and early...
in the morning, won't we?
Golf course, tennis courts.
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