(Pages 65-67)
INT. RESTAURANT

Perry walks in. Jimmy and Sam are still sitting at the booth.

JIMMY
Take Sam home.

SAM
Hospital.

JIMMY
You go to the police and you’ll be six feet under before you could ever testify.

SAM
I’ll take my chances.

JIMMY
Okay then.
(to Perry)
Bury him.

PERRY
Yes, sir.

SAM
Just take me home.

Jimmy gets up and grabs the briefcase. Sam recognizes it.

SAM
(yelling)
You do have my fucking money!

JIMMY
What?

SAM
That’s my briefcase. The one I put the money in.

Jimmy takes a glance at Perry.

JIMMY
This one was just given to me by someone else.

SAM
With money in it?

Jimmy doesn’t respond.

SAM
My money in it?

JIMMY
Yeah, money in it. How do I know this is your case?

SAM
It’s my case. Why would I lie about it? It’s my fucking case. The same one I dropped off for you.

JIMMY
Desperate people do desperate things. Of course you’d lie about it.

SAM
(looking Jimmy directly in the eyes for emphasis)
It’s my case.

JIMMY
(beat)
Okay. Let’s find out.

Jimmy takes out his phone and starts dialing.

INT. CAR – CONTINUOUS

Martin’s phone starts ringing.

MARTIN
(answers phone)
Yeah, boss?

JIMMY (PHONE/OVER)
Sam’s tells me that the case Dino brought in is the same one he dropped off for us.

MARTIN
Really?

JIMMY (PHONE/OVER)
I want to know how Dino knows my business. Apply pressure.

MARTIN
Yes, sir.

INT. RESTAURANT – CONTINUOUS

Jimmy hangs up the phone.

JIMMY
Take him home, Perry.
(to Sam)
I’ll let you know what Martin finds out.

SAM
So we’re square then?

JIMMY
Just go home.

Sam gets up and exits the restaurant with Perry.

Jimmy sits for a beat, contemplating.

Jimmy motions to a waiter.

WAITER
Yeah?

JIMMY
Bring me a shot of Metaxa.

Jimmy pulls out his phone and dials.

WOLF (PHONE/OVER)
Wolf here.

JIMMY
Yeah, I’ve got a problem and I need your area of expertise.

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