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Walk with me here, okay?
Yeah. All right, let's do that.
- Xanax? - Yes.
We report. We observe. We report.
You work for Guillermo. There's a chain of command.
We're mostly servicemen or cops. Or used to be, at least.
Please give me a piece of the next weed shipment.
I want some.
We're vastly undermanned.
He swore he'd destroy those.
Okay, okay, let's settle down.
Are you trying to flirt with me?
- Generic cheaper. - Mexican generic, hyaluronic acid.
...they made off other people's work, right?
"We are here to inaugurate this mobile medical unit.
They don't get you in the first two minutes, you're golden.
Because you ain't said nothing.
Are you gonna give me half?
But enough about you. Let's talk about me.
- Restylane. - No Xanax?
He -- They're working up an estimate.
You said no.
That's how much I care.
No generic.
Wait on that.
Wow, you sound really angry.
...and we wanted to ask you fellas some questions.
I lost 10 pounds.
Why are you looking at me funny?
It's just that there's a group of people I like more: my fellow countrymen.
Always leaving shit slicks everywhere.