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We're at a club in Jersey City called Starlight.
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We'll work out your cut.
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What cut?
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I don't want anything from you, Kevin.
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We're done.
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I want you to put my key in my mailbox
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and get the hell out of my life like you promised.
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Yeah, that-that's not going to happen.
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What does that mean?
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This is a sweet operation that we got going here, you know?
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You getting the access codes and-and us pulling the jobs.
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W-W-Wait...