Trois 3: The Escort

Here you go. This is for you. And this is for you.

This is for you. Y'all hold on to these, OK?

After the concert, you can get Kuzzo to sign it. All right?

Thank you so much. Never thought we'd get tickets to get in.

Oh, you're welcome. Make sure you have a good time.

Yo, I'm sorry about that.

-Is he here? -Nuh-uh.

Bring your ass over here.

I'll knock the shit out of you, punk.

What'd you say?

Over here, man. Talk to me.

We had a verbal with him!

I don't know what happened.

Your star is a no-show and you didn't have a signed deal?

Evidently, you don't know who I am.

I'm that motherfucker you don't fuck with.

Mr. Meyer...

we had an agreement.

Tomorrow night, at Club Victorian,

I want my $20,000.

As for you, Quincy,

make sure I don't ever see your fucking face again.

Yeah, man, not a problem.

-Understood? -It's understood.

Trent...

I'm sorry, dog.

Wow, you look beat.

You may have made the understatement of the year, Mama.

Your father's still home.

I'll be in a minute, OK?

OK.

Hi, this message is for Trent Meyer.

This is Susan Sheppard from Packer National Trust.

We have an urgent matter.

Good morning to you too, Daddy.

Glad to see some things never change.

Stability is a good thing.

I just read that some rapper's concert

was cancelled yesterday afternoon.

It was a big mess.

I was glad when you quit that concert nonsense.

- This is-- It's brand-new. - Does it work?

Yeah. Of course it works.

New flask. I got this from my dad.

-Silver? -Sterling silver.

You'll thank me one day for making you go to law school.

I mean, I've got--

I've got some jewelry, I mean.

Man, you gotta give me something for that.

A thousand dollars for this.

That's all I can offer you. Sorry.

OK.

This is a Rolex, OK? It's a real Rolex.

-Sixteen hundred-- -Come on-- This is a Rolex, man.

I swear to God, if the title to this car was in my name...

-I would sell this shit. -What about asking your pops?

-He's gotten you out of jams before. -No way.

You know my folks, man. They ain't even trying to hear that.

-Let me tell you-- -No, man, no.

My folks? They don't even know I dropped out of college.

You kidding me, man. When you gonna tell them?

I don't know. It ain't gonna be now.

Can I have a shot, please?

That'll work. Keep them coming.

-Hey, man. -Hey, where's Benny?

He on prior engagement.

Man, I really--

I need to speak to him, OK?

That's only-- OK. That's only $7,000.

I can get you the rest.

Man, Benny ain't the bargaining type.

We ain't here to negotiate.

Hey, hey, man.

I'd rather speak in a public place,

if y'all don't mind. All right?

Get off me, man!

-Get your ass up. -All right. We got a problem here?

Ain't nothing but a little family spat.

Get outside with that punk shit, man.

Get up out of here, man. With the quickness. Move!

Sit your punk ass down, man.

Don't move!

You look lost.

What's the matter?

You never seen a sunset before?

Sunset?

The beginning.

See, beginnings...

they've always been my favorite.

You don't know anything about me,

and I don't know anything about you.

And who knows, anything could happen next.

Who are you?

Just a woman in search of intelligent conversation.

Guess I came to the wrong place.

-How you doing? -Just fine, thank you.

What are you, like, some kind of celebrity around here?

When you write the checks, respect comes easy.

Female entrepreneur. That's impressive.

I said I was looking for intelligent conversation.

These are a few of my friends.

I have to admit that my decision to step to you back there...

was entirely premeditated.

I'm just-- I'm just gonna tell you...

if you're trying to flatter me, it's working.

Actually, it was a favor for a friend.

You see, she's had her eye on you all night.

Hey.

-What's your name? -You can call me Kyria.

I hope my inquiry didn't put you off.

It wasn't my intention.

I'm Natalie.

I'm Trenton.

You're not from the city, are you?

-Why do you say that? -I don't know.

Your energy feels...

purified.

That's me.

One hundred percent pure.

Morning. Want some coffee?

No.

I've been so stressed lately.

But you came just in the nick of time.

-No pun intended. -OK.

None taken.

But I'm afraid you're gonna have to go ahead and go.

My husband will be home soon.

It's a thousand dollars, right?

What are you talking about?

Is there a problem?

You took care of business last night, right?

Hmm-hmm.

Good.

It's cool, Cognac.

What's that?

Your girl, Natalie Biel?

She gave me that for services rendered.

-This shit ain't fucking cool. -

-That's funny? -Oh, come on.

You should be lucky I'm not asking you for my cut.

OK. Question:

Did you find her attractive?

-Yes, but-- -OK. No.

Did you enjoy being intimate with her?

Yes.

And did you know she was gonna pay you?

Look, I just don't like being hustled.

I'm not trying to hustle you, Trent.

Go on and take it.

There's more where that came from.

Careful, watch him, Clark. Watch Jake.

Come on, little man. You can climb up there.

Don't let him hang on the edge there, baby.

There you go.

That's it.

There you go. He's hanging off the rail, about to fall down.

-There you go. That's my-- -Mr. Grier?

You don't have to--

Sit your ass down and don't say a goddamn word.

- Daddy, Daddy! Look at me! -There you go, baby.

There you go.

I'm here with my kids, man.

What you got for me?

In my back pocket is a thousand dollars.