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Gentlemen, this is a delicate proposition.
I don't want balance, Tony, I'm a businessman.
Of course.
Of course, it's something we all agree on.
Correct?
We need a timeframe if we're gonna go through with this.
Within the next 24 hours.
Everything's in place?
Yeah, of course, we got...
It was their plan, I swear it.
Hey, Dad.
Can I talk to you for a second?
Jack, I don't wanna have this conversation again.
- Alright? - Hey, just give me a chance.
- No. - You're gonna like my ideas.
- No. - Honest.
- Dad. - What?
Don't ignore me on this one.
- Amazing, listen, no. - No, no, no, no.
Okay, alright, shoot.
Easter's coming up, right?
So, I was thinking, what about an Easter egg hunt?
Only instead of Easter eggs, people hunt pussy.
It's genius right?
Full monty, right?
Jack, it's an awful idea.
As your marketing manager...
Hang on now, we've talked about this before.
I let you run the Facebook page.
That doesn't make you the marketing manager.
Dad, you've gotta start letting me take some responsibility here.
I'm gonna manage this place one day.
You wanna manage a broke club
with a bunch of over the hill strippers?
Shit, sorry Gloria.
I've heard worse.
My shift's over.
Right.
And, how do you feel about bunny ears, Gloria?
Come on Gloria, come on, I'm tapped.
You're supposed to be making it up with tips anyway.
New girl's out back by the way.
We got a new girl?
- No, I've got a new girl. - What's she like?
Have a good night, boys.
I got more ideas.
You've got ideas?
Alright, well,
- take them to uni. - Dad.
Go study, do something with your life.
- Yep. - Like, Dad, come on.
Are you gonna go on all night?
Look, okay, first off, what about a student night?
A student night?
Yeah, you know, cheap drinks, that sort of thing.
Pass.
Pass?
I already had these made up.
Students will love 'em.
Students don't have any money, Jack.
That's not true.
It's true.
Roger, stay out of it, alright?
I've already got a whole crate of them made up.
What do you, what do you want me to do?
Dad.
You know those guys are back, right?
They're in the girls toilets.
Alright, you, you are going to uni.
End of story, it's a great opportunity.
It's an opportunity I wish I'd had growing up.
Those blokes are trouble.
I tell you, if I were 40 years younger...
I'll have the money next week, it's coming.
Make sure you do, little girl.
It's not what it looks like.
What is it then?
Get out of here.
Am I fired?
I thought I told you guys,
I don't want that stuff in here.
Good stuff?
What stuff?
The stuff that's in your hand there.
Just get out of here?
Or, I call the cops.
No, no, we both know you don't wanna do that.
- Dad, Dad. - I'm not in the mood, Jack.
No, no, Dad, Dad, that new girl.
That is one hot piece of ass.
You like to play games?
I like to play games too.
What did he do?
When the label says dry clean only,
it means dry clean only.
Did anyone tell you
you look gorgeous by the moonlight?
Really?
Okay, I'm sorry.
I, I'm not very good with the flowery prose.
Yes you are.
So, Jack really doesn't want to study engineering?
He wants to manage the club.
He's his father's son.
He's stubborn as a mule.
Yeah, well...
At the rate we're going,
there's not gonna be a club for him to manage anyway.
Is it that bad?
Lana, there's no customers,
I can't even afford to fix the roof, it leaks like a sieve.
I got drug dealers coming in, selling to the girls.
Things will turn around.
No.
No, it won't turn around, things are fucked.
Look, I'm sorry, I just, I...
I, I don't know how to.
It's okay.
I just wish I could find a way to make it all better.
Hey Roger, you think I could run this place, right?
Kid, have you ever seen my hemorrhoids?
- No. - Exactly.
Don't involve me in private business.
Hey, I'm just finishing up.
Anything you need?
No, no, I'm good.
I'm very good.
Sorry, what was your name again?
I'm Tiffany.
And you must be Jack, right?
Yeah, I
Hey, you're doing really great in there.
I'm the marketing manager.
You're the marketing manager?
Well, we're in a transitional phase.
You're really good.
- At tending bar? - Well, yeah.
I mean, you ever consider
following our other avenue of employment?
Put eight years of ballet training to work.
Ballet?
Classy.
So what makes such a classy lady like you
wanna pursue this kind of vocation anyway?
Girl's gotta make a living.
Wiping down tables sure beat getting your tits out.
- Wait, Tiffany. - Yeah?
Maybe we could...
Shit.
Go lock yourself in your car.
Hey there, little girl.
Where do you think you're going?
- Get your hands off of me! - Ha ha, no, stick around.
- Did you see that? - Jack!
- Fuck! - Just let me fucking go!
What the fuck!
My god.
Hey, if your lass could see,
do you like that?
Don't worry, it's only the tip.
Mick,
- you think I should tickle her? - You'll take her apart.
Jack, Jack?
I need help!
Your son has suffered
a severe and sustained beating.
He has a lot of minor cuts and bruises
and he has several shallow flesh wounds on his abdomen.
Frankly, he's fortunate the injuries weren't worse.
Fortunate, you think my son's fortunate?
- Under the circumstances. - He didn't mean it...
If we see any sign of hemorrhaging,
we'll see how we go.
You see why I don't want him involved?
I told him, I fucking told him.
Max.
- I'm going for a drink. - Max.
Max, you can't just sit here drinking all night.
I can give it a good try though.
Come on.
- Max, you need to slow down. - I need to what, Lana?
I don't know what the fuck to do.
I don't know what the fuck to do, and you won't even help.
That's not fair.
Lana.
You know people.
You know people who can sort this whole mess out,
but you won't even pick up the phone to help your son.
I'm not going back, Max.
I'm never going back.
That was a different lifetime.
Alright.
Well, I'm taking my new friend out for a walk.
And we're gonna have a talk.
- Hey. - Hey.
What's the matter?
You scared the shit outta me.
Well, I'm still in one piece.
I just came to see if you were okay.
I'm better than okay.
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