Three

I invite them, as you may provide

a true and faithful answer provided

it is proper to your office--

Hello?

Peter.

Who is this?

You called me.

What is your name?

- First, tell me what you desire.

Power.

Yes.

Success.

Yes.

And there's a girl.

- What do you offer in return, Peter Graham?

My soul.

No.

What do you want?

Blood.

How much?

The blood of three.

I can't.

I can't.

- The only price for what you ask, Peter Graham.

No, no.

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

And then what?

Offer it to me.

Oh, god.

"Oh god." (laughing)

The only price.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

How do I know you are who you say you are?

Goddammit.

What did we talk about a thousand times, Peter?

If you play, you play to win.

There's no other choice.

Jesus, stop, stop that shit and wipe your face.

Don't just stand there and look at me like you're some fucking retard.

Do you hear me? - All right, all right.