Pages 44-46.

I’ve updated this scene to show Martin with a wad of cash. Just trying to build suspicion.

(pages 44, 45 & 46)
INT. GREEKTOWN CASINO

Martin is inside of the POKER ROOM in Greektown casino. There are lots of tables and lots of action going in. It’s a full night.

Martin is standing in line for the cash exchange.

Two other poker players, PLAYER #1, PLAYER #2, spot Martin standing in line. Player #1 taps Player #2 on the shoulder.

PLAYER #1
Look who it is.

PLAYER #2
Oh shit. It’s that fish from the other night. We better move to his table.
(to Pitboss)
Hey Chief, I need a seat change.

PLAYER #1
(to Pitboss)
Me too!
(to Player #2)
Let’s just hope he has some money left over from last week’s massacre.

Action moves back to Martin as he makes a phone call to Sam.

MARTIN
Where the fuck is our money?

SAM (PHONE/OVER)
What? Who is this?

Martin moves closer to the cashier as the line in front dwindles.

MARTIN
Oh, don’t play dumb. You know who the fuck this is.

INT. SAM’S BEDROOM – NIGHT

Sam flips on the light. There’s no blood or Woman.

SAM
What? Is this a joke?

MARTIN (PHONE/OVER)
Joke? It’s no joke. You’re behind on your payment.

SAM
I don’t know what you’re talking about. I paid this morning.

INT. GREEKTOWN CASINO – CONTINUOUS

MARTIN
What? What time? To Jimmy?

SAM (PHONE/OVER)
Yeah to Jimmy.
(beat)
Well, not to Jimmy, but to the drop. I dropped it where he told me to.

Martin moves up to the cage and places a large rolled up wad of cash on the counter. The CASHIER looks up.

MARTIN
(to the Cashier, whispering so Sam can’t hear)
Ten grand, please.
(confused)
What the fuck are you talking about drop? I talked to Jimmy around four today and he said you hadn’t paid yet. I don’t know what you’re talking about drop.

INT. SAM’S BEDROOM – CONTINUOUS

SAM
I dropped it off where he told me to drop it off. Under the bridge, off Conant.

BEAT

MARTIN (PHONE/OVER)
What kind of shit you trying to pull?

SAM
(getting upset)
Hey, Jimmy called me last night and told me to drop it off under a bridge. Go talk to him. And stop fucking calling me this late at night, God damn it!

Click.

INT. GREEKTOWN CASINO – CONTINUOUS

Martin, standing with his rows of chips in one hand, looks at his phone in the other. What the fuck?

He places another call, this time to Jimmy.

JIMMY (PHONE/OVER)
Yeah?

MARTIN
You didn’t get a payment from Sam did you?

JIMMY (PHONE/OVER)
No.

MARTIN
He just told me you called him last night and had him drop it somewhere.

JIMMY (PHONE/OVER)
No, I never called him. Drop it where?

MARTIN
I don’t know, but it sounded like bullshit. I just wanted to check before I did anything.

JIMMY (PHONE/OVER)
Bring him in.

MARTIN
Yes, sir.

Click.

Martin stands with his chips in his hands desperately wanting to play poker, but turns back to the Cashier.

MARTIN
Cash these back in.

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