Re: call: neil/cris
You asked, mi socio. I'm just telling you what's real. She's told me about you, you know. Oh, yeah. That doesn't sit well with you, I dunno what to tell you. Look at you, anyway, huh? You gotta be involved in everything, everything when it comes to Sam, yeah. Your friend. The only reason I care about your business is you're here, and you got influence over Sam, and she wants us to play nice. You think I don't know you got shady connections out there, people with bloody hands maybe? That you're less legitimate than you say? Maybe dabbling in stuff she doesn't need any part in? [Flustered, things slam.] You're so concerned about her watchin' my kid—something I wouldn't ask if I didn't have to—you're so concerned about that when you pay for her rehab with dirty money. You come, actin' all superior and cool-headed, with this free love bullshit—we all care, we all matter the same—yeah, we're not the same, you and me. You're gonna tell me you get that. But you don't. Because you got someone you matter the most to, and it's not Sam. Do you understand that?