Mike, you fucked a married witch? So all the shit I just said, and that was your takeaway? No, it's just a lot to digest. You think you know somebody and... Well, hell, now it explains why you dress like a drug dealer. So you wanna hear this shit or you don't? Sorry. But you don't know that's your son, Mike. You don't know who that witch was fucking.
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Opportunity may have presented itself for you to pay down some of that debt. You interested?
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Can we count the cash, or what? This is a nice song. Put it louder.
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Zway-Lo, who wants to kill me? Shit, everybody wanna kill you. Yeah, I told you, Mike. Forget about me! Kill them both! - What's he saying? - Kill them both! What's he saying?
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Whoops.
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So we just gonna do a knock-and-talk? Yeah. Whoa! What the hell is all that? What you talking about? Mike, you don't need a grenade launcher. Yeah, but I want one. He's an accountant, Mike. Look, Mike, we're not going in there like that. - Like what? - Hey, look, all our lives, we've been bad boys, all right? Now it's time to be good men.
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Hi, baby.
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Stay calm.
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Aretas.
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I ain't running for free. - What's the bet? - I win, we lay it down. We turn in our papers and we retire. All right, well, when I win, you stop all this foolish retirement talk. We ride this thing till the wheels fall off. - Bad boys for life. - Uh, bad boys ain't really boys anymore. Hey, Cap, just have the ambo on standby. Old boy gonna need fluids and oxygen. - That's him, Cap. That's him. - Okay. On your mark, get set, go! - Go, Marcus! You got this! - Where you at? - You got this! Breathe! - Uh-oh, where you at? Come on, baby!
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Buried treasure in the ocean. I heard the stories, pero coño... Should cover the cost of the materials we discussed. And then some.
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You gonna be all right. You gonna make it through this. Come on, man. Stay with us, man. Come on, Mike. I'm right here.
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Dear God... it's me, Marcus.
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Breathe, baby, breathe! Go!
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Where you at, baby?!
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Mike!
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Oh, my God, the ears! Yeah, my grandbaby. That's my grandbaby.
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I'm done, Mike. Oh, here we go again. No, this time it's different. When I looked into that little baby's eyes, something changed. I want to spend my days watching that little boy grow. Man, Theresa does not want your ass sitting at home, getting fat and breaking shit. You know, Mike, we got more time behind us than in front. It's time to make some changes, for real. You can miss me with that. I'm living my best life. You're dyeing your goatee, Mike. - What? - You're dyeing your goatee. I am not dyeing my goatee. That's Midnight Cocoa Bean. I recognize that. - Go ahead with that shit. - That ain't Midnight Cocoa...? - Go ahead somewhere. - Let me ask you something. You want your legacy to be muscle shirts and a body count? Don't you know family is all that matters? Hey, granddaddy! - Rita. - Oh, no. Pop-pop. He's going with Pop-pop. - Pop-pop? - Yeah. Got pics, Pop-pop? - Oh, you know I do, right? - Let's see. There you go.