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I ain't your friend.
Okay, now you're lying to me.
You think this is about money? That's what this is about?
- Let's just stay calm here. - Ha-ha.
Chuck.
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Cliff, since you and I spoke last night, 72 more.
The possibility in the abstract...
She should have been looking out for her firm's interests.
- You did an end run around us. - Exuberance is no excuse.
Suffice to say, there's not much love for you in the room at the moment.
- You didn't think I deserved a heads up? - I didn't realise--
No. I didn't.
So?
Plus, when Tuco gets out...
It's a time-sensitive thing, so, uh....
Chuck!
If you're mad at me, take it out on me.
We have clients who wouldn't want to be associated with this kind of-- This.
Tuco just keeps staring at him, then he goes real quiet.
Looks like a gangster thing, but it's so he can keep an eye on his ride.
I'm coming in.
Yeah. Probably.
That's why you're perfect. You're no one, you got no connections.
The thing about it was Tuco really liked Dog.
Had the gun. He gets a five to 10 stretch.
I'll be all right.
...but I can always upgrade you to a Schmidt & Bender.