INT. Inside well lit room. A couple of chairs and table are all that’s there. MAX is standing behind a chair facing the window. Ricky walks in and the door slams shut. CLOSE UP ON:
MAX
(anxiously and under his breath)
You got the stuff?
Ricky
(evasively)
That depends … you got the cash?
Max
Yeah … 50 big ones.
Ricky
Good, you’ll get a call when your
Stuff’s ready.
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