What can you do for me? I mean five hundred isn't even enough to get me started Five...

Mike McDermott: [talking privately in one of the corners of the Russian and Turkish bathhouse] What can you do for me? I mean five hundred isn't even enough to get me started Joey Knish: Five hundred won't help, what's two grand going to do? What kind of trouble you in? Mike McDermott: With the worst kind, with the worst guy Joey Knish: KGB? Mike McDermott: Yeah Joey Knish: [referring to Worm] Didn't I tell you? Never let that guy ahold of you? Mike McDermott: You told me a lot of things Joey Knish: Yeah I did, and you don't listen, I tell you to play within your means, you risk your whole bank roll, I tell you not to over extend yourself, to rebuild, so you don't have to hock for more, I was giving you a living, showing you the playbook I put together off my beats and that wasn't enough for you Mike McDermott: This is the one time I don't need you to tell me how I fucked up, I know I fucked up, what I need from you is money, I need whatever money you can give me Joey Knish: That's the thing, this time there is no money, I give you two grand what's that buy you? A day? No I give it to you I'm wasting it Mike McDermott: That's fucking great Joey Knish: You did it to yourself, you had to put it all on the line for some Vegas pipe dream Mike McDermott: I took a risk, I took a risk, you see all the angles, and you never have the fucking stones to play one Joey Knish: Stones? you little punk, I'm not playing for the thrill of fucking victory here, I owe rent, alimony, child support, I play for money, my kids eat, I got stones enough not to chase card actions of fucking pipe dreams of winning the world series on ESPN, but about the money I've got to turn my back, I've got to say no Mike McDermott: That's fine I understand