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I just love mushrooms.
One of my favorites...
or as I call it, the king of mushrooms... is the porcini.
Now, stop right there.
Don't be alarmed.
There's a lot of confusion in this country...
between porcini, the Italian name,
and cèpes, which is the French name.
They're fat, and they're earthy.
Now, the porcini is most often seen dried here in this country.
And they would always be...
labeled dried porcinis, not dried cèpes.
Beck!
Come on. They are very, very flavorful.
It's about time. Hour and a half I've been waiting.
And you're lucky to be getting in.
It's an extremely private party tonight. Let's go.
What's he drinking? Jägermeister and Cristal.
Great.
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Security?
No, but we do have a slight problem.
Have fun.
Here we go! What's the problem?
That's your problem.
Okay, the guy on the left is "Jalil" Johnson.
I think he's, like, the left tackle or something. Jamal Johnson.
Defensive end.
He's the best defensive lineman Notre Dame's produced in the last 20 years.
Maybe ever.
The guy on his left is Kambui Jackson.
He ran for 2,000 yards last year. All-Pro five years in a row.
The guy in the headband... that's Fernando Lewis.
Middle linebacker.
Plays a lot like Ray Lewis.
- He just hits harder. -
Whatever, Beck. I'm not into football.
The other two guys are Jimmy Coggeshell...
and David Mulaire.
Whoo!
One's from USC, the other one's from Ohio State.
- - Stay down, bitch!
Yeah, well, anyway, the guy you're lookin' for is right there.
That's Brian Knappmiller.
Throws like Brett Favre.
Bets like Pete Rose.
So, I'm tellin' this cat, I'm, like, "Yo!
I know it's you that jumped. I know it's you.
I saw you jump. Don't tell me it's not you."
He's, like, "I don't know. Must've been..." I'm, like, "Dawg, trust me..."
- Excuse me. - "It's you, I know." Right?
Excuse me.
I'm sorry to bother you guys. I apologize. I just need...
Hold up. My man, my man. I ain't got no hook-ups to tryout camps.
Gotta show up like everybody. You a big boy though. I think you'll be all right.
So, I'm tellin' the cat, "I don't want to sit through..."
Excuse me. I'm sorry. I'm not here to talk about tryouts.
If I could have one minute of your time...
Pass me that.
Who do I make this out to?
Who do I make it out to? Yeah. What's your name?
Beck.
- Beck? - Beck. Beck. B-E-C-K.
- What's up, man? - What's happenin'?
Here you go, man. Knock yourself out. All right?
Thank you. You got it.
Now, what are you gonna do? Are you gonna come back or what?
Excuse me.
- I'm really sor... - Yo, man. What are you doin', man?
A couple of months ago, you made some wagers with an associate of mine.
- Two, three months ago? - What's up, Knappy?
Nothin'. Nothin'. It's good. Enjoy your drink.
What's up, Jimmy?
Yo, bets? You come embarrass me in front of my friends about some bets?
I don't mean to embarrass you. This is embarrassing to me. I'm a big fan.
But, uh, $50,000... you might have remembered.
Yeah, I know what it is, man.
Listen. There's a "G" to get me started. Now you do me a favor.
You tell your man, I'm gon' come see him on Monday with the rest...
and not to send anybody else to see me.
All right?
Brian, I'm gonna need some collateral from you.
What?
I'm gonna need the ring.
I'm sorry. You're... Are you...
Yo. Slip it to me under the table, on the low-low.
- I'll make sure you get it back. - On the low-low.
You want the ring? I'll give you... You want a drink too?
Take the ring, buddy. That's what I think about that.
Get the hell on, man. Go, man. Go!
Go! Hey, do somethin' with this.
You heard the man. Yo, man. Get up!
Okay.
Yeah, that's right, playboy. Walk. Go on, man!
What, you wanna jump? Get your ass outta here.
You all right?
This shit burns.
Yeah? - Hey, it's me.
Oh, yeah, he's here. We got a problem, though.
He's got the entire offensive line.
The entire offensive line is here.
Let me do it another night. How 'bout that?
They've got a legitimate shot at repeating this year.
I do not want to hurt them. I don't want to go out...
Okay, Billy.
You got two choices. Option "A," you give me the ring.
Option "B," I make you give me the ring.
I'll take "B."
- Ooh! - Wrong choice.
Ooh!
- -
Yeah, put him down, man.
Oh!
Yo, man. What's with all this hostility, man?
You should have taken Option "A."
- -
Are you all right, mate? You okay?
Thanks, mate.
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There he is. Why'd you send him, Billy?
Martin? Oh, he was just a backup.
After I got your call, I wasn't so sure you could deliver.
- What happened, anyway? - He stole it from me!
He got you with those beanbags?
No.
It is, uh, gonna be 10 off your vig, anyway, you know.
Billy, you know I've got plans! You are gonna stop nickel-and-diming me.
It's a tough business, you know, the restaurant business.
I hear that 75% of them fail the first year.
And do you know why?
Under-capitalization, that's why.
I just don't think... Billy, I want out.
I want a new life, I want my money, and I want it now.
Now?
Now, yeah.
Okay.
One job.
One job, I wipe your slate clean,
and you have your restaurant.
Oh, come on. Open it up.
Come on.
That's a photo of Travis Alfred Walker.
Stanford dropout, treasure hunter.
Only, to date, the only thing he's, uh...
he's found is, uh, trouble.
- Did you say Walker? - My son.
He's from my, uh, third marriage. Lasted about three minutes.
That picture was taken about two months ago...
in some gold-mining town called El Dorado...
down in the middle of the Amazon.
- How much? - 250 large.
For that kind of money, why don't you invite him back yourself?
- The boy doesn't trust me. - Kidnapping's gonna help.
Is that sarcasm?
You want to be sarcastic,
you do it to your monkey friends!
You do not do it to me! Do you understand?
- I'm sorry, Billy. - You're goddamn right you are.
- What'd he do? - Pissed off the wrong people.
I don't have to remind you...
what happens when you do that, do I?
So I bought him some forgiveness.
But if I don't bring him back here to face the music,
you know damn well that I can't carry a tune.
So you deliver my boy back here,
you bring him right through that door,
you walk out of this house a free man...
with a restaurant.
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