Tulsa King

We want payback for this.

I know.

- We're at war. - This is for you.

Jimmy's mother wanted you to have it.

I hope to put this to good use.

Got a proposition for you.

Maybe a path back.

- What's that? - Get Dwight back into the fold.

As long as Tulsa's his,

it ain't ours.

We need to put our differences aside.

Why are you so desperate to let everybody know

that you weren't involved in trying to kill me?

It wasn't me, Dwight.

It was Ming.

Manfredi knows it was you behind the car bombing.

- And now he's coming for me. - Hard.

How do I get to him?

Just around the corner.

- -

This is the man who caused all the bloodletting.

Armand returned the 500 grand

and helped set this whole thing up.

So, Armand, we're square.

Bigfoot, you wanna bury that?

***

How big is this farm?

18,200 acres.

Lot of land, lot of profit.

Yeah.

You know, I feel like I owe you

for taking care of that whole Ming situation.

What do you mean "owe"?

A partnership.

You think I'm doing this--

or we did this-- for free?

Oh, I know nothing comes for free.

You need to be compensated, fairly.

So name a price.

I'm not here to negotiate.

That's what businessmen do, Dwight, we discuss things.

"Discuss things"?

You're breathing. You're walking around.

You're smelling the coffee.

All right, I saved your ass, Thresher.

I put your enemy in the ground,

and you're gonna follow him if you...

negate this deal.

Are you threatening me?

You'd never do that. Do you know why?

Because I'm not some disposable thug

that you'd normally just get rid of.

So don't threaten me with this

"I'm gonna make you disappear" routine.

You'd never get away with it.

And you can forget about owning all of this.

So let's discuss and negotiate like gentlemen.

Fine.

Bigfoot?

Yeah?

Kill him.

Aw, shove it up your ass, Sasquatch.

***

Put it down.

I'm impressed.

- Really? Why? - Yeah.

You got guts, Cal.

What does that mean?

It means

I'm gonna give you a chance

to try to think clearly.

Okay?

I'm taking all of this,

every bit,

'cause I got rid of Ming for you.

And you should be thanking me because

you were a dead man.

But you know what you suffer from?

I'm afraid you're gonna tell me.

Pride.

Pride will get you killed faster than anything.

This is not your world, pal.

This is the underworld,

and people like you should stay out of it.

People like you

get killed in the underworld.

So...

you were born rich.

You have oil money.

Go live your rich life.

And forget the gangster life.

Leave the gangster life

to fucking gangsters.

Point well taken.

I never did enjoy this enterprise, anyway.

Good luck, Dwight.

Fuck off.

***

- You good, O.G.? - Yeah.

18,000 acres, big-time.

- I mean, that's... - It's-it's a lot.

I thought my boy Bigfoot

was about to Swiss cheese Thresher.

No, that was, like, a negotiating tool.

But I'll tell you something, we got to stop

leaving a trail of bodies wherever we go.

Right? Things have got to change.

We got to change.

***

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And... one more.

That's it?

All done.

You are now the new and hopefully proud owner

of Donnie Shore's Auto Corral.

Well, ain't that just music to my ears.

How do you feel, Donnie?

Well... I never once thought

I'd sell 352 cars in one day.

Let me ask you,

what are you gonna do with that windfall of yours?

I was thinking I'd open

a competing dealership down the street.

I got you.

You damn near did.

You sly dog. Congratulations.

The same to you.

Thank you so much.

- - Hello?

- General. - Yeah.

Just calling to let you know that we're under new management.

What's that mean?

Chickie's out.

Really? When you say "out," you mean "down and out"?

Just moved aside,

with the full support of the other families.

What's important now is I'm in charge.

Oh, that's great. So, the, uh, inmates

have taken over the asylum.

He's headed your way. You should know that.

Why?

He's been given an ultimatum.

The other families think you should be kicking back to us.

If Chickie can't convince you,

for all intents and purposes, he's done here.

Kicking back? That won't be happening.

Good.

I didn't want that psycho around anymore anyway.

How Chickie treated you was a disgrace.

Pete, too, if I'm being honest.

Whatever happens, I hope together we can move forward.

That's bullshit, man.

Okay, Vince. The only thing

I want moving forward over you is a fucking bus.

- - What does that mean?

Could've been more specific. I don't know.

Think he's starting to warm up to me.

***

So, what did New York have to say?

- Well, Chickie's done. - Done?

He's gonna go nuts.

Yeah. New York wants what we got going on here.

They think I'm gonna go back to New York.

They think Chickie's gonna talk me into that.

That's not gonna happen.

According to who?

Vince.

You're gonna give all this to New York?

I mean, you built this alone with your bare hands.

Yeah. This belongs to all of us,

but as long as I keep pulling the strings,

they're gonna keep coming.

Boss. We have a visitor.

Who is it?

You said we were gonna talk.

It's been a couple days. Here I am, again.

You know, the mountain didn't go to Muhammad.

No.

So, what can I do for you?

I spoke to Thresher. Said he was done, out.

Yeah. That's the deal.

Good. Fuck him.

So what's my deal?

Oh, you want to cut yourself in?

I think I got it coming to me, no?

I tipped you off to Ming, right?

Sounded the alarms.

My guys took half of his guys out.

I killed for you.

So what's my part in all this shit show?

How about some peace and quiet?

You're a funny guy.