Where's the money, Lucas?
Joe, the money is gone.
I know it's GONE, where's it gone to?
Atlantic City.
Atlantic City. ...Is it coming back from Atlantic City?
I... I don't think so.
What's it doing in Atlantic City?
Recirculating.
Recirculating?
Yeah.
Lucas, listen to me. I told Mitchell Beck that you forgot to deposit the money. I told Mitchell that the money was still here.
Joe, that's not true. It's in Atlantic City... I swear!
Shut up, sit down, and don't you move.
Oh, shut up! Under no circumstances do I want you to leave that couch... unless it's to get me $9000, and then you bring it here to me, okay?
Okay. You know, I think things are gonna be all right now, Joe.
Oh? And what makes you think that.
Who knows where thoughts come from? They just appear.
