JAY:
No, don't point at me.
UNKNOWN:
Look at this guy
Jay Trotta, ladies and
gentlemen
Yeah!
Hey, you got a chaser?
(coughing)
JAY:
Hey dude, does that smell
familiar to you by any chance?
JAY:
Doesn't that smell a little
bit like your mom?
laughing
MARTY:
Hey, Scooter's got those
purple gel tabs.
JAY:
Yeah?
UNKNOWN:
Purple nurple!
JAY:
Yo man, give us some
Scarface.
JAY:
Gimme a Scarface Cuban
JAY:
Yeah, right there.
coughing
JAY:
Those cock-a-roaches!
MARTY:
You gotta do something
with your time Jimmy!
MARTY:
Work with blind kids,
lepurs
JAY:
Hey man, take that shit.
UNKNOWN:
Y'all right with this shit?
JAY:
Yo give me the blunt. (coughing)
MARTY:
Here take this.
Ohhh it hurts so good!
UNKOWN:
That's what your mom said.
MARTY:
That is what my mom said.
My mom's got all day to answer
your questions
MARTY:
Jay Trotta ladies and
gentlemen...
rooftop status!
JAY:
Rooftop status.
MARTY:
Yeeaah! And the Jim-inator!
JAY:
You gonna do it Marty?
You gonna do it or be a bitch?
I'm getting you in that pool man
MARTY:
I ain't getting in that fucking
thing! Get away from me!
Why you always trying to touch
me?
JAY:
Who's going first? It's fucking
five feet!
MARTY:
Touch Jimmy!
JIMMY:
I'm not going first!
I'm not going!
Marty:
Come on, you do that shit
to me all the time!
JAY:
Yo hold up, let me just put this
down real quick.
laughing
MARTY:
Dude, you're such a dick!
JAY:
Dude, I'll fucking do it. I
don't give a shit! Move!
shouting
UNKNOWN:
Oh my God!
MARTY:
Oh my God!
MARTY:
Oh shit yea!
laughing
JAY:
Jump motherfucker, jump!
MARTY:
Do it again!
JAY:
You fucking do it, go!
MARTY:
No!
JAY:
Come on bro, jump. Do it!
MARTY:
There's no fucking way man.
MARTY:
Spark the Rastafari!
JAY:
It's not even lit.
MARTY:
You can do it!
MARTY:
Yo, so when we get back to the
house everybody get naked.
GIRL IN BACKSEAT:
Dude, you think you can handle
it?
MARTY:
There's not anything we can't
handle.
JAY:
...except for more of that
shitty-ass weed!
laughing
laughing
laughing
laughing
POLITICIAN (ON TV):
I've been privileged to serve
people of this great state
we call Florida. She is the
state with the prettiest name
and I love her.
And it is with a servant's heart
that I take this oath today
to protect and defend her
and help her people achieve
their great potential
and their boundless dreams.
President Ronald Reagan
described America
as a shining city on a hill. If
that is true...
JAY:
From one bullshit
politician to the next,
man you're all the fucking same
MARTY:
I can't believe you
woke me up to buy weed.
JAY:
Dude, think about it.
If I had gone out on my
own and had this crazy adventure
all by myself, you'd be pissed!
You hate missing
out on shit, you know you do.
MARTY:
Oh yeah, I wouldn't
miss this for the world.
JAY:
You know that fake hundo
you got in your dresser?
MARTY:
Yeah, it's my
fake hundo in my dresser.
Oh shit.
No...
JAY:
Oh shit, yes.
MARTY:
Dude, this so not right.
JAY:
No, what's not right is that
dirt weed that motherfucker
sold us last time. This is just
karma man.
MARTY:
I don't think that's
the definition of karma.
JAY:
All right, slow down
here for a second.
MARTY:
Dude what the fuck?
You brought my gun?
JAY:
Just in case. You never know.
It never hurts to be safe.
All right, that's it. That's it
right there. Pull over.
That's him.
DRUG DEALER
How much you need white boy?
JAY:
None of that dirt weed. I want
the good green.
also you throw in a couple of
lays.
All right, let's roll.
JAY:
Wait, what are you doing?
Don't stop here!
MARTY:
First you take my gun,
and then you buy crack?
JAY:
Would you show some fucking
appreciation? We're broke,
and now thanks to my creativity,
we got party favors.
Are you fucking insane? Get the
fuck out of here!
MARTY:
Don't try and spin this
around on me!
This was all for you. You know
I don't smoke that shit!
This whole fucking
night is WHACK!
MARTY:
Jesus!
MARTY:
What did you just do man?
What the fuck did you just do?
JAY:
He just pulled you out of the
fucking car! Get in! Let's go!
Go! Go! Go! Go!
JAY:
At least now I'll get the ankle
bracelet off, right pop?
The lawyer said they'll be
moving me from county to a
permanent camp soon.
I'm not gonna be be able to use
the phone for six weeks until
the numbers are cleared, but
I'll write.
Pop, I know you're not proud of
me.
I know you're probably the
furthest thing from proud of me.
Pop?
JAY'S FATHER:
I have maybe two or
three memories of my father
none of them
really worth remembering.
One of them I was about five
years old, maybe six
He decided to take me
along with him on a job.
He had this old
red Ford truck,
thing was like a tank.
It had those long
bench seats in it.
We were going down some kind
of dirt road and all I can
remember is bouncing
all over the cab.
Just bouncing. I was laughing,
you know, giggling.
JAY:
Uh-huh.
JAY'S FATHER:
I kept looking over at him
hoping he would smile at me,
maybe a laugh.
Nothing.
I would've sold my
soul to the devil
Just to have my
father smile at me.
just once.
He died shortly after and the
only other memories I have
of my father is him grunting or
cursing at me in Italian.
And I told myself I would
never be that kind of father,
I would always be there
for you and your sister.
Whatever was needed to be given,
I would give.
I would be at every little
league game, every school play.
any time you ever needed
me, I was there.
I don't know what it is
I didn't give you Jay,
where I went wrong.
JAY:
Dad, I...
JAY'S FATHER:
It doesn't matter now.
My son is going to prison for
three years for attempted murder
and there's nothing I can do
about it.
I need to take care of myself
now, you understand?
JAY:
Dad...
JAY'S FATHER:
Jay, please, get out of my car.
JAY (V.O.):
Dear Marty, One hundred eighty
days down,
only seven hundred
twenty more to go buddy.
Word is that old chain-gang
Charlie Crist is trying to do
away with time off
for good behavior,
JAY (V.O.):
Lord I hope not.
I mean you can not believe how
fuckin' slow time passes in here
I'll just briefly try and
explain the shit hole I'm in.
JAY (V.O.):
You got rows and rows of
razor-wire surrounding
multiple blocks.
We're kept in open bay
dorms like army barracks.
Communal showers, bathrooms,
everything is shared.
JAY (V.O.):
It sucks.
I was in a five by seven for
a while but my custody level
was dropped due to good
behavior so now this where
they've stuck me.
Anyway I'm surviving.
Let me know if you want me to
add you to the visitation list.
Hope you're doing well brother,
write back.
JAY (V.O.):
Dear Marty, I hope
you are doing well sir,
being that I still haven't
received a letter from you.
I'm on day five sixty three
not like anybody is counting
or anything.
JAY (V.O.):
I've been enjoying my time
here on my state vacation,
most mornings I wake
up at around five am,
make my way to the chow hall
where I am privileged to a
nice quiet breakfast.
I mean you wouldn't believe
how crazy this place is Marty
We're constantly getting
shook down and harassed by
the guards.
JAY (V.O.):
These guys like my bunk mate
Oso make this homemade brew
called buck, It's
like 20% alcohol,
it's fuckin' nuts.
You got a bunch of guys
walking around the dorm all
shit faced.
And I'm sure you think drugs
wouldn't be so easy to get in
JAY (V.O.):
here but they are.
These guys with some
assistance from crooked CO's,
smuggle dope in by
shoving it up their asses.
I'm sorry, that's where
I had to draw the line,
no ass dope for me.
JAY (V.O.):
Believe it or not, I got sober.
I started reading the
big book and attending AA,
identifying my
personal story,
JAY (V.O.):
I'm Jay Trotta. I'm an addict
and an alcoholic
and I tried to kill
someone.
It's really been a big help.
Due to the fact there is no
Air Conditioning anywhere on
this compound, I was able
to con my way into the only
place with AC which happened
to be the sewing room.
JAY (V.O.):
I got a job in there
repairing ripped pants and
shirts for other inmates.
When there wasn't
enough work left,
the woman Marcia that ran the
place let me stay in there
drawing portraits.
I drew her,
inmates, even the cook.
I think I've drawn close
to two hundred and fifty
portraits up to this point.
JAY (V.O.):
I've been working out a lot
and decided I was going to
start playing ball with
some of the other guys in the
dorm, what a
mistake that was.
I missed one shot and lost
the game which apparently
certain guys had money on.
I tried laying low but
there's nowhere to hide.
JAY (V.O.):
If they want you, they're
going to get you in here.
Needless to say it ended my
illustrious career in prison
athletics.
The guy that was coming and
bringing a meeting stopped
coming so now I'm just back
to working out in the dorm
and waiting for my release.
JAY (V.O.):
I really hope you're
getting these letters man,
It'd be really nice
to hear back from you,
Dear Marty, I hope you
finally didn't send me a
letter cause I'm
not going to get it.
JAY (V.O.):
The day has come,
I'm out of here.
I could try and sum up
what I've learned during this
stint but I feel Prison
doesn't so much teach you new
stuff, as much as remind you
to get rid of the old stuff.
If that's change,
then I guess I have.
JAY:
Everything looks so
different.
JAY'S FATHER
A lot's changed...
all these high-end homes came in
and pushed the projects and
the section 8 further out west,
Remember that bus
stop by the mall?
JAY:
Yeah.
JAY'S FATHER:
People were furious because all
these Latinos and Haitians
were waiting for the bus.
That's what the rich get
upset about around here,
makes me sick.
Okay, I got all your personal
stuff in there, you can get your
license back.
JAY:
Great, now all I need's a car.
Thanks, Pop.
JAY'S FATHER:
There's seven hundred and fifty
bucks in there
to get you started
You can stay at my
place for three days.
JAY:
Three days to find an apartment?
JAY'S FATHER:
You can always go to your
mother's.
JAY:
Point taken.
She came to see me a couple
of times- I think it was too
much for her.
JAY'S FATHER:
I got you a job interview at
Antonio's.
JAY:
The deli?
JAY'S FATHER:
Mmm-hmm.
Pop, three days isn't a
lot of time...
JAY'S FATHER:
Well, that's all you're gonna
get Jay. I'm sorry.
JAY:
What if I need more time?
JAY'S FATHER:
We'll discuss a fourth day if we
need to but
right now I'm giving you money,
I got you a job interview
Three days should be more than
enough time to find a place.
JAY:
All right...
JAY:
Yo, I love that shit...
Where can I watch that?
GUY:
Uh...YouTube.
JAY:
What's YouTube?
GUY:
Really? Where have you been?
PROBATION OFFICER:
Jay Trotta.
PROBATION OFFICER (O.S.)
So Mr. Trotta...
Do you have employment?
JAY:
Uhm, I got a lead. I got an
interview later today.
PROBATION OFFICER
Okay, and how about housing?
JAY:
Uh... Not yet.
PROBATION OFFICER:
Anybody helping you financially?
JAY:
My dad's given me a few bucks
but that's it for now.
PROBATION OFFICER:
Okay, well I will see you here
same time next month.
JAY:
That's it? That was quick...
PROBATION OFFICER
Stay out of trouble, or
you'll end up right back inside.
JAY:
Yes ma'am.
JAY:
Hey, Antonio?
ANTONIO:
How ya doing?
JAY:
How ya doing? Jay Trotta. I
brought my application.
ANTONIO:
I heard from your father, you
spent three years up the road.
Well that's all I need to know.
You ready to work?
JAY:
Yeah.
ANTONIO:
Meet me out there, I'll show you
what to do in a little bit.
JAY:
Okay, all right. Thank you sir.
ANTONIO:
No problem.
How's it going there, Jay?
JAY:
It's good. Wanna take a look?
ANTONIO:
Let me see... a little thinner.
JAY:
A little thinner? Okay.
JAY:
Before I went away, I was
sort of an adrenaline junkie.
That's one of the factors that
led me to committing my
crime in the first place.
I think that doing all this
crazy shit was just about
...well part of it was just
about... wanting...
to feel something. I wanted to
feel alive, feel connected...
Because all the time
I felt like a fraud.
JAY:
And I thought the way to feel
validated was to put myself
through all of these
intense experiences.
But then, when I got sober,
I realized that this isn't true.
I realized that life is
not an extreme sport.
JAY:
Uh, thank you.
JAY:
You're all
right being out here?
MARTY:
We're in between shifts.
Mrs. Finkleman takes like
an hour to eat her soup.
MARTY:
So how'd you track me down?
JAY:
I hired this private
investigator and uh...
Not much has changed bro.
Same restaurant, same hours.
MARTY:
I like consistency.
JAY:
So my last month in prison
I started writing these lists...
What I was gonna
do when I got out.
Where I was gonna go.
And what I was gonna eat.
Obviously the key lime pie at
the diner was top of that list.
MARTY:
You know they named it after
you.
JAY:
No shit?
MARTY:
No.
Laughter
JAY:
Did you get any of my letters?
MARTY:
I got a couple of 'em.
JAY:
I wrote you twelve.
MARTY:
I got most of 'em, I think.
JAY:
Would've been nice to
get one back...
Just so I knew what was
going on around here ya know?
MARTY:
There's nothing going on
around here.
You haven't missed a thing.
Same restaurant. Same hours.
JAY:
So you still shooting
your films?
You making 'em on the Sony V
or whatever it was?
MARTY:
I'm getting ready to
shoot a short I wrote.
Just gotta save up a little
more cash ya know?
JAY:
That's exciting.
When you finish that you could
probably put it on YouTube.
MARTY:
You could do that...
I'd say let's celebrate now that
you're back but...
But you don't celebrate
any more, do ya?
JAY:
Not like we used to... I got
three years as of yesterday.
MARTY:
You mentioned in your letters
said you're all into AA now.
JAY:
It helps...
MARTY:
Sounds like a cult.
JAY:
It kinda is...in a good way.
MARTY:
Well whatever works for ya, I
guess. I gotta get back inside.
JAY:
Maybe we could hang out or
something tonight?
MARTY:
Yeah, sure man...
You look good.
JAY:
I feel good. Yeah, go ahead.
JAY'S SISTER:
It's good to have you home Jay.
JAY:
It's good to be home, sis.
JAY'S SISTER:
Well I have to go to work okay?
So I will see you later. Bye.
Bye mom. See you later.
JAY'S MOTHER:
Bye baby. I love you.
JAY'S MOTHER:
So, how does the house look?
JAY:
It looks good.
Pretty much the same.
JAY'S MOTHER:
You see the backyard?
It's a jungle.
Looks like Viet
Nam back there.
And the landlord - he won't
hire a gardener.
I'm going to have
to do it myself.
He's so goddamn cheap.
Speaking of,
how's your father?
JAY:
He seems good.
JAY'S MOTHER:
I worry about him.
All he thinks about is money.
And how he doesn't have any.
JAY:
He works hard Mom.
JAY'S MOTHER:
He moved out here thinking it
would be easier than up north...
And that you'd do better
out here in the suburbs....
You don't want your cake?
JAY:
I told you, I just had pie!
All right...
JAY'S MOTHER:
I'm glad you're home sweetie.
JAY:
You know I had three years sober
a couple days ago?
JAY'S MOTHER:
You look sober, I can tell
by your eyes.
How do you feel
now that you're home?
JAY:
I feel good. I got a job. I got
an apartment.
I'm going to meetings.
JAY'S MOTHER
That's great, honey. It's really
great and I'm very proud of you.
JAY:
Ya know uhm, one of the twelve
steps in AA is to
make amends to everyone
you've hurt in your life.
I'm sorry.
I put you through hell. I put
you through worse than hell.
Getting kicked out of school,
drugs, drinking...
I know that it hurt you as a
mother to think you weren't
raising a responsible son. But
you were, you did a great job.
I just screwed up.
JAY'S MOTHER:
You listen. You stay clean.
You stay clean and sober and
you give me peace of mind.
I can't go through
any more pain with you.
I love you Jay. Now,
you eat your cake.
RAYMOND:
My Dad told me you
were in prison.
JAY:
Three years.
RAYMOND:
Raw deal, man.
You killed a crack
dealer, so what?
JAY:
I shot him, but
I didn't kill him.
RAYMOND:
Well hey, you're here
now. You're out.
You're hard-working,
you're responsible.
And you can sell mortadella
like nobody I've ever seen.
JAY:
Not so hard when you got a
product as tasty as mortadella.
Listen, I'm grateful to you and
your father for the opportunity.
RAYMOND:
What are you getting up to
tonight man?
JAY:
I got a meeting, then
I'll probably
just go home, hit the
sack.
RAYMOND:
Well, If you could stay
up past your bedtime,
I could show you this
little business
thing I've been working on --
ANTONIO:
He's Always working
on something new.
Mr. Big Shot over here...
you think you're gonna
be the next Mr. West Palm Beach.
RAYMOND:
It's an investment Pop.
I can't work at a deli forever.
ANTONIO:
Why not? I have.
Listen, you should take a page
out of Jay's book here.
Show a little
enthusiasm for the job.
JAY:
So what's the business?
RAYMOND:
These bars do huge in Europe
and the Middle East.
And you don't gotta
be 21 to get in.
JAY:
No booze?
RAYMOND:
Nope. Just a straight-up
hookah bar.
JAY:
So where do I fit in? I mean I
don't have any cash to invest.
RAYMOND:
Sweat equity is what I need.
You worked your ass for my dad.
You do the same for me,
you're a fifty percent partner.
What do you think?
You're in? Yeah?
JAY:
Yeah!
RAYMOND:
Welcome aboard. Take a look.
RAYMOND:
Hey, hey. Come here
with me for a sec.
Relax. It's a hookah bar.
JAY:
This is how I relax.
RAYMOND:
You're stressing everybody out.
Calm down!
JAY:
Hey, you hired me to work.
I'm working.
RAYMOND:
Hey, there's a table of hotties
over there. Go take care of 'em.
Hi, sorry ladies. Excuse me.
JAY:
Welcome to the Hookah Bar. We
got 75 different kinds
of tobacco imported from Israel,
Turkey, and even from China.
DUDE:
Pretty cool place, man.
You own it?
JAY:
Yeah, part-owner.
JAY:
Hey, thanks for coming
in tonight.
APRIL:
Yeah, thanks for having us.
JAY:
Jay Trotta.
APRIL:
April.
JAY:
Do I know you? I do, I know
you from somewhere.
APRIL:
I don't think so.
JAY:
You look really familiar.
APRIL:
I've got that kind of a face.
JAY:
You got a one
in a million face.
APRIL: laughing
Okay, I gotta go.
JAY:
Can I get your number?
APRIL:
Can I get my number?
That's your line?
JAY:
It's not really much of a line.
APRIL:
No, it really isn't.
JAY:
No, I don't have time
for pickup lines.
I don't have any time to waste.
I don't... that... uhm...
I've been away
for a few years.
Did you go to
school around here?
APRIL:
Yeah I went to Lincoln.
JAY:
What year did you graduate?
APRIL:
Same year as you.
JAY:
Did we know each other?
APRIL:
Not really. I read about
you in the paper.
So you'll be here tomorrow
night?
JAY:
Yeah! Yeah, I'll be here
every night!
RAYMOND:
Not a bad first night. You know
I asked you to serve the lady,
not put on the full-court press.
JAY:
Just trying make the young
lady feel welcome.
RAYMOND:
Sure.
laughing
Good job tonight.
JAY:
Thanks, you too.
SERVER:
Hey Jay, I think that guy's
putting weed in the hookah.
JAY:
All right, I'll handle it.
JAY:
Excuse me, sir, you can't be
putting weed in the hookahs.
GUY:
Oh, it's not weed, mate.
It's called "Spice".
It's aromatic potpourri.
Herbal incense.
JAY:
Do I look like an asshole
to you?
Why would you be
smoking incense?
GUY:
Because it gets you really high.
JAY:
Smells like incense.
GUY:
That's right.
JAY:
And you get high off it?
GUY:
Off your ass. It's like pot...
Only... stronger.
Yeah, here. Take a hit.
JAY:
I'll take the rest of the
pack if you don't mind.
GUY:
It's yours mate. Enjoy.
JAY:
So?
RAYMOND:
I feel like my head's expanding.
JAY:
So it's like pot?
RAYMOND:
I don't know man, I think
it might be stronger.
JAY:
'Herbal incense' made to give
off a synthetic high
similar to marijuana.
The chemical came from a
chemist at Clemson University
named John W Huffman - hence
the chemical compound name
JWH.
The chemical recipe leaked to
the streets and is now being
manufactured and
sold in Europe.
RAYMOND:
What about the US?
JAY:
Just hasn't hit
The States yet.
RAYMOND:
So it's legal.
JAY:
Well, It's legal if you
sell it as an incense not as
something that gets you high.
RAYMOND:
What else does it say?
JAY:
Jesus! It doesn't show up in
your bloodstream.
You can pass a drug test.
RAYMOND:
It's the wonder drug.
I need to buy
some off the Brit.
JAY:
No. No, we're selling it here.
RAYMOND:
Coming through guys. Right
behind you. Excuse me.
Thank you.
RAYMOND:
Where the fuck is Jay?
SERVER:
He's in the back.
RAYMOND:
The place is a madhouse. We've
almost sold out
on the incense already.
We're gonna
have to place another order.
What are you doing in here?
JAY:
Trying to figure why I
shouldn't walk out the door.
RAYMOND:
What?
JAY:
I think I just quit.
RAYMOND:
Dude, are you smoking
this fake shit?
We've made more tonight than
we made the last two weeks.
You want to quit?
We're finally making
a decent profit.
JAY:
Not for long.
RAYMOND:
Why? What do you mean?
JAY:
I mean think about it,
listen. We're already
catching people smoking the
stuff outta the hookahs.
It's not meant to be consumed.
Besides, we're hurting ourselves
by just selling it here.
RAYMOND:
Well what do you suggest,
a second hookah bar?
We could use that cigarette
girl idea I had - using the
girls from Hooters.
JAY:
Ha! No. But I always
liked that idea.
We make the
incense ourselves.
I've done the research.
We can order the
chemical compound from China.
You order the herbs - that
can be anything - there's a
number of different
blends we can use.
We mix it together,
we send it to a lab.
We make sure the compound levels
are right -
RAYMOND:
You lost me. What are you
talking about?
JAY:
We make it. We sell it.
We profit. Wholesale.
RAYMOND:
I mean, Sounds like
a lot of work.
JAY:
What's wrong with a lot of
work if it pays off?
RAYMOND:
Where are we gonna make it?
RAYMOND:
Excellent lasagna, Mrs. Trotta.
Mmm, so good!
JAY'S MOTHER:
Explain it to me again.
JAY:
Incense. We're making incense.
We import the incense.
We mix it up so it smells really
nice.
Then we package it
and we distribute it.
JAY'S MOTHER:
Why do you like incense
all of a sudden?
JAY:
Who doesn't like incense?
It smells nice.
JAY'S MOTHER:
Mm hmm... just seems peculiar
that all of a sudden
you like incense.
RAYMOND:
Well, here's what happened
was we were working at the bar
and this British dude brought
his own incense from Europe.
And he lit it, at the bar,
and he then smoked it.
JAY
Smoked it to get it lit. You
know So that it would burn
and release it's nice aroma.
RAYMOND:
It's all about the nice aroma.
JAY'S MOTHER:
And you need my
garage to make it?
JAY:
Just temporarily. Until we can
get ourselves a warehouse.
JAY'S MOTHER:
I don't know. Who's sending
you that stuff from China?
JAY:
Only difference is
that the JWH comes in
concentrations up to ten times
the strength of regular weed.
RAYMOND:
Okay. Now what?
JAY:
I got a recipe off YouTube.
RAYMOND:
I'm sorry. What? That's your big
plan, a recipe off the internet?
Jay, what are you talking about?
We've already sunk $5K
into this thing dude!
JAY:
Raymond, calm down unless you
want to book a flight to Europe
and see how they make it over
there, we are gonna have to
experiment a little bit on our
own.
We make the mix, we send
it to a lab where they can
test the potency.
RAYMOND:
And how much
is that gonna run us?
JAY:
If you wanna get
out, the time is now.
The door's right there, pal.
Laughter.
RAYMOND:
I can't believe
we're doing this.
Alright...
JAY Voice Over:
You start with your vegetation,
your herb. We're using
Damiana and mullen, a yellow
flowered Mediterranean
shrub you can get shipped from
Cali. You weigh out a 1,000
grams
grams. That's one kilo. Then you
mix in your additive.
To dissolve the additive we're
using acetone. It acts as a
solvent. You wanna mix it until
it looks clumpy like a vanilla
milkshake. You spray it, set it
out to dry on a tray. It's got
to dry evenly.
JAY:
So what do we
got, Mr. Science?
DARYL:
Your ratio of cannibinoid to
vegetation needs to
be constant.
The more important number
is the concentration levels.
4.0-14.0 nM.
That's a low number.
JAY:
Low is good? Bad?
RAYMOND:
How does he know
what's good or bad?
DARYL:
Perhaps the only
positive thing about hanging
in a meth lab, you learn
a little about chemistry.
Low means strong. A big Kick.
JAY:
Talk to us like were a
couple of seven year olds.
RAYMOND:
Better make it six.
DARYL:
Okay, The chemicals act
on various parts of your brain
called receptor sites.
Synthetic cannibanoids target
the CB1 and CB2 receptors,
which either cause
hallucinations in the first
instance- or can alleviate
nausea and instill calm in
the second.
JAY:
Raymond's lost.
RAYMOND:
I'm not a
science guy all right.
I'm a money guy.
DARYL:
Think of it as a
lock-and-key system, Okay?.
The receptor site is the
lock and the drug is the key.
And when the key goes
into the lock,
it opens up the psychoactive
properties of the receptor
site.
JAY:
So, what your saying is
that we have the potential to
make a powerful drug that
can blow people's minds.
Real pot has a concentration
level of 39.0 42.4 nM- that
is the concentration
needed to activate the main
cannibanoid
receptors in nanomolars.
JAY:
Raymond's lost again.
DARYL:
Your concentration is 4.0-14.0
That's really low. That's 10
times lower.
JAY:
Meaning...what we have is
nearly ten times stronger than
regular pot.
DARYL:
Yes. The question is -
how strong is too strong?
JAY:
There's only
one way to find out.
RAYMOND:
Come on dude.
JAY:
Raymond, you're a
chronic dope smoker.
Your tolerance is
through the roof.
If it kicks your ass,
we'll need to pull back.
RAYMOND:
Did you ever think
maybe I don't want to get
my ass kicked?
JAY: All the great products
went through a tester.
It's an important job.
You're our tester.
If I wasn't sober, I'd
take the job myself.
RAYMOND:
Okay, Time to
get high again.
synth music plays over montage
JAY:
You cool buddy?
How you doing there champ?
RAYMOND:
AAAAghhhhhh
JAY:
You can move right, Raymond?
Can you move your fingers? Move
your fingers.
Raymond, move your fingers.
RAYMOND:
Oh my god...dude.
JAY:
It's good stuff?
RAYMOND:
Oh jello legs... jello legs.
Oh this shit is so nuts.
OH my god...
JAY:
I guess this is the
potency we want.
RAYMOND:
God Damn. Looks fucking
great dude.
JAY:
"Magic Flame."
Sounds good, right?
RAYMOND:
I'm impressed. I am impressed.
JAY:
While you're packaging, I'm
gonna be selling.
JAY:
We're selling a hundred,
hundred and fifty units a day
out of my small hookah
bar, at thirty bucks a pop,
just imagine what this
place could do.
RAJ:
Sell 'em as what?
JAY:
Sell 'em as herbal incense.
RAJ:
Incense? I got incense.
JAY:
Not that kind of incense Raj.
RAJ:
Do you smoke it?
JAY:
No, well yes...
RAJ:
C'mon madar chode, I
can't sell drugs here you
know that.
JAY:
No, you can't, but
you can sell incense.
There is nothing in this product
that is illegal
you just can't
sell it to be smoked.
RAJ:
A-a-a-aaall right.
I'll try a couple.
JAY:
Okay, okay. That's what
I'm talking about!
Ya see what I'm saying? I'm
trying to make you some money
buddy? This is...
So, I'll leave you with these
and I'll be back in, what
should I give it, 2 days?
Before you sell out? I'm telling
you, put them in this counter
I want 'em right here so
everybody can see 'em.
RAJ:
If I don't sell 'em, you
take 'em back, understand?
JAY:
I will take 'em back
if you...All right?
RAJ:
All right.
synth music plays over montage
JAY:
So Raj, let's not forget when
you're selling this stuff
you wanna say things like "it's
similar to the green," or
"some aromas are stronger
than others..." Okay?
So that's selling fast huh?
RAJ:
Selling fast? Ha! It's a
marketer's dream,
I'm telling you. You got
a great product on your hands.
Ya know, you under-promise
and it over-delivers. Uh...
Speaking of this, you got a
great label. This is a very
good label. Everybody loves
it. This is fantastic.
JAY:
All right guys, here it is.
We're selling herbal incense.
It gets you high
if you smoke it.
But don't call it pot.
Or fake pot.
This is incense. It's legal. And
it needs to stay incense for
it to stay legal. All right?
Now...
Our competition is Spice - a
European company - and K2 - a
company in the Midwest - but
our product is stronger and
and a it's third cheaper.
Our distribution partners
understand that and want to
sell our product.
We're already in a
dozen convenience stores,
coffee shops, and head
shops in South Florida,
and our goal is to
expand nationally.
RAYMOND:
Four employees and
you want to go national.
Why don't we just set out to
conquer South Florida for now?
JAY:
No, no. National.
National is the goal.
Let's get to work.
DARYL:
Let's do it.
RAYMOND:
Are you sure about those two?
I mean, they are addicts after
all, even if the one guy is good
at chemistry. Who knows if
they're reliable? It's just not
exacty good business sense.
JAY:
All right first off Ray,
I'm an addict. I mean
these guys have wasted
a lot of years. So did I.
They deserve a second chance. I
mean, you and your Dad
didn't turn me away. You put me
back on my feet. Same goes
for these guys. All right?
I gotta pay it forward.
All right?
RAYMOND:
Okay.
JAY:
Hey, April, how's it going?
APRIL:
Hey! Good.
JAY:
I was just, I was
running some errands.
APRIL:
How's the hookah bar?
JAY
It's good. Business
is good. It's steady.
APRIL:
I've been in a few times,
I haven't seen you around.
JAY:
Well I mostly come in the
mornings, doing like
Book keeping, inventory,
stuff like that...
Do you want to maybe grab
a cup of coffee with me?
APRIL:
Oh, uhm... haha.
JAY:
Oh... did you...
mind if I grab a cup?
APRIL:
No, sure! Let's go!
JAY:
I was... I was a little...
unfocussed in high school.
APRIL:
You were a fuckup.
JAY:
Thank you.
That's very well-put.
Can't believe I didn't
try to ask you out.
APRIL:
Well I mean I didn't look
like this in high school.
Plus I was kind
of a bookworm.
Pretty sure you were
more into the party girls.
JAY:
What do you do now?
APRIL:
I'm a drug counselor.
JAY:
Oh Jesus. So you can probably
read me like a book.
APRIL:
Every addict has a story.
JAY:
That's what they
say in the program.
APRIL:
For you working at the hookah
bar is more than a job.
It's a safety zone.
JAY:
You're good.
What did you read about me?
APRIL:
That you shot a drug dealer
and that you went to prison.
JAY:
Three years.
APRIL:
You seem good.
JAY:
Ya know one of the first
things I did when I got out
was I started taking the bus.
Because I found that I actually
needed to be around people.
Which you wouldn't think would
be the case after having been
locked up for like three years
with a bunch of animals but...
Just sitting next to a stranger
and being polite, saying hello
holding the door for people,
helping someone with a stroller,
I had taken for granted the
simple act of common courtesy
I... I don't know. I'm babbling.
I tend to talk too much.
It's pretty enlightening stuff
though, huh?
APRIL:
No, it's fascinating.
JAY:
No it's not.
APRIL:
Yes, really, it is.
What else?
JAY:
What else do I appreciate
about being on the outside?
APRIL:
Yeah.
JAY:
Clothes. No seriously, clothes.
I learned that I will never wear
the same outfit
two days in a row.
--Not after wearing a uniform
for three years straight.
I mean, not that I'm Mr.
Fashion Boy or anything.
APRIL:
Oh come one, you're a
regular Yves St. Laurent.
Laughter.
APRIL:
Now what?
JAY:
Water okay?
APRIL:
Sure.
Woah. Organized!
I like your place.
JAY:
No, you don't. I mean you
couldn't. It's a shoebox.
APRIL:
It's simple. And clean.
JAY:
I'll take clean as a compliment.
Are you sure?
APRIL:
I don't have time to waste.
laughter
RAYMOND:
Let's hear a round of applause.
Our boy finally got some
booty last night. Yeah Jay!
Woohoo!
To the boss finally
getting some pussy!
JAY'S MOTHER:
Ahem!
JAY:
Hi Mom.
JAY'S MOTHER:
We need to talk.
I know what you're doing.
JAY:
You do?
JAY'S MOTHER:
I overheard your buddies
bragging about how much
money they're making
selling weed.
JAY:
It's fake weed. And
it's completely legal.
I should have told you about it.
I'll shut this down immediately.
JAY'S MOTHER:
Why didn't you include me?
JAY:
What?
JAY'S MOTHER:
You don't think I can
contribute?
JAY:
No, I just didn't think
you'd understand...
JAY'S MOTHER:
I want in. That's my
garage. I want in.
JAY:
You want in?
JAY'S MOTHER:
Mm hmm.
JAY:
She wants in, she's in.
DARYL:
Fine by me.
JAY:
To $200,000 in sales.
Everyone cheers, glasses clink.
RAYMOND:
Mm hmm. Not a bad first month!
JAY:
What's our inventory
looking like?
I think we should look
for a bigger space.
PAUL:
Does this mean we still have
to bring your mom with us?
JAY:
Dude, she bags faster
than any of you schlubs.
laughter
PAUL:
Eh, maybe she does.
RAYMOND:
Hey pass that.
PAUL:
Hey we should look at a robot.
laughter
JAY:
What's up bro, come on back.
MARTY:
I just wanted to say
thanks for hooking us up.
JAY:
Hey, it's no problem.
MARTY:
I thought you quit the bar.
JAY:
Naw, naw, still here.
Keeps me out of trouble.
I started up a new
business though.
MARTY:
Oh yeah? What are you doing?
JAY:
Making incense.
MARTY:
Incense?
JAY:
We make $200K last month.
MARTY:
Damn! That's some real money.
JAY:
We did it all with
one salesperson.
Listen, I got a lot of
inventory lined up, I mean...
I could use another guy.
MARTY:
I got a job, man.
JAY:
Yeah, at the restaurant making
$500 a week? I can triple that.
Plus commissions.
MARTY:
That's awfully generous
of you. Let me think it over.
JAY:
Ha! What's to think about?
You and me would handle all
the sales. We'd divide
and conquer.
MARTY:
I really appreciate it man,
but...you know, we're not...
We're not even really
friends anymore ya know?
I mean you're always
hanging out with Raymond
and you're AA buddies... We
don't have anything in common.
You don't like to get fucked
up and that's pretty much all
we did growing up.
JAY:
You're my oldest friend.
I mean of course
I want to work with you.
You could have
visited me, man.
I wrote you letters.
MARTY:
How do you think I felt
reading those letters?
On and on about
how you've changed,
'bout how you're
all enlightened...
What have I done
in the last 3 years?
Nothing.
Just the same
shit day after day.
JAY:
You're comparing what you went
through for the past 3 years
to what I went through?
You remember something.
I was in fucking prison, dude.
MARY:
No man, it's not like that.
JAY:
You don't get enlightenment in
prison. You just try to survive.
MARTY:
After the shooting you did
with my gun, after you went
to jail, after I was
interviewed, questioned by
the cops a dozen times, I still
had to hire an attorney
and pay a shit
ton of legal bills
just to get my case dropped.
I went broke!
JAY:
You want money? How much
money do I owe you?
MARTY:
I don't want your money!
Alright, The guy tried to rip me
out of the car.
You had to do it.
JAY:
I was outta my
fucking mind that night.
I take full responsibility
for my actions.
I'm sorry.
I promised myself when I got out
of prison that I was going to
make a nice quiet life
surrounded by people
good people who care.
I was really hoping you'd
be a part of that.
MARTY:
You're really going
full-on with this incense
shit huh?
JAY:
Oh yeah. Fuck yeah man. I wanna
make me and all my homies rich.
MARTY:
You always
were a risk taker.
Making the big splash.
JAY:
This is gonna
be the biggest.
I need you up there on
that roof with me.
MARTY:
Alright, I'll get up there with
you, but I ain't jumping off.
JAY:
When do you want to start?
JAY:
Everybody say hi -
this is Marty.
EVERYONE:
Hey.
MARTY:
Magic Flame. I like the label.
JAY:
It's a sick looking
package right?
JAY:
You ready?
music plays...
Sound of Cash flipping.
Music continues.
Music continues.
voices not heard, music
continues through montage
JAY'S FATHER VOICE:
I've got nothing left to give,
what'd you want, my blood?
JAY'S FATHER:
Hey Jay, what is this?
I can't take this.
JAY:
Why not?
JAY'S FATHER:
It's too much money. Where'd you
get it?
JAY:
I worked for this money
Dad. This is all legit.
I want you to have it.
JAY'S FATHER:
You're actually making this kind
of money selling fake grass
in the bar?
JAY:
Well we're national with it
now, we're selling it wholesale.
It's unbelievable.
JAY'S FATHER:
I can't take it.
JAY:
Please, I want you to have
this money Dad. I wanna help.
JAY'S FATHER:
What, you're worried about me?
Does it look like I can't feed
myself huh? Clothe myself?
JAY:
Dad, no...
JAY'S FATHER:
You know how you can help?
By continuing to
stay out of trouble.
I appreciate the gesture Jay,
okay, but save your money.
I got a call to take.
I'll talk to ya later.
Trotta. Yeah, that's right, how
ya doing?
Yeah, I got somebody
like that.
SKIPPER:
Thanks man.
JAY:
Any time.
PAUL:
What's up brother?
JAY:
Hi Paul, how's it going?
PAUL:
Doesn't get much
better than this!
JAY:
No it doesn't.
RAYMOND:
How's it going man?!
JAY:
Hey hey buddy! Hey have
you heard from Marty yet?
RAYMOND:
No dude I just tried calling
him, twice, he didn't pick up.
Oh well! His loss man!
DARYL:
This is awesome. Thanks man!
JAY:
It is, isn't it?
It's amazing.
MARTY: (voice message)
It's Marty, sorry I missed ya.
Leave a message.
APRIL:
I can't believe this!
This is amazing!
JAY:
It is. Come on.
RAYMOND:
How's the view from up there?
I hear the engines rolling!
Set us free!
JAY:
You gonna wait for Big Papa
who paid for this to get on
before you take off? Hey listen
I couldn't even get ahold
of Marty. He didn't
even... his phone's off.
RAYMOND:
Dude, fuck that man.
We gotta go! We gotta go!
everyone shouts "go"
Dubstep music plays
DARYL:
Hey buddy, you
got a minute?
JAY:
Yeah.
DARYL:
Nice out man.
DARYL:
Ya know I just paid my
daughter's first year
of tuition.
A few months ago I told her
she'd have to defer a year.
I thank you.
She thanks you.
JAY:
Nah, that's unnecessary.
That's unnecessary Daryl.
DARYL:
Got the note wet but...
JAY:
You earned it.
You earned it, man.
DARYL:
Thanks man. I appreciated it
so much, I do.
JAY:
It's an honor to have you.
DARYL:
Let me get outta here
before I kiss ya.
JAY:
All right, yeah.
Get outta here.
Thanks.
APRIL:
You all right?
JAY:
Mm hmm.
You don't look happy.
JAY:
I'm happy. I'm "sad-happy."
I've never been this
happy in my life.
RAYMOND:
Cut it out love birds! Cut it
out! Come on! Come on!
Woooohooooo!
SKIPPER:
Hey, hey! Woah, woah easy!
RAYMOND:
Oh come on 'Cap! No no no!
Let me have a bit of fun!
APRIL:
What are you trying to prove?
You had me at the boat.
JAY:
Did I?
APRIL:
All this because
of your hard work.
JAY:
I'm a bar owner. I didn't
invent the cure for cancer.
APRIL:
Your work ethic. The
way you treat people.
You deserve this.
MIKE:
Hey Jay, can I talk to you
for a minute? You remember Rick?
Used to come to
the morning meetings.
JAY:
Splitting his time in a
half-way house, that Rick?
MIKE:
Yeah, well turns out he had a
seizure from smoking herb.
The uh, fake shit
that's going around.
You wouldn't happen
to know anything about
that, now would you?
JAY:
That a question?
MIKE:
I heard a nasty little
rumor that one of the guys at
our meeting was dealing.
I said no fuckin' way.
Then, I hear that not only is
he dealing, he's also recruiting
people to make product for
him. So I need confirmation.
JAY:
Nobody's dealing, Mike.
It's a legit business.
MIKE:
Legit business. Yesterday, I
found one of my guys
high as a kite.
MIKE:
I found a bag of your
Magic shit in his room.
How is getting addicts to
relapse a legit business?
JAY:
It's not like that, Mike.
MIKE:
Yeah... it sure
seems that way to me.
JAY:
He actually took the fucking
baggy and threw it in my face.
RAYMOND:
Fuckin' douchebag, dude.
JAY:
Fuckin' prick... bitch. They're
gonna blame me for everybody
who abuses the product? What
do they, blame Budweiser when
somebody downs a 12 pack
and gets a fuckin' DUI?
These guys... what a guy.
It's fucking bullshit man.
JAY:
Has anybody heard from Marty?
It's been 2 days.
What am I paying you guys for?
This better not be another
YouTube video marathon with the
cat playing the piano.
Where did you get this?
PAUL:
I was dropping off at
one of our new clients-
you know that convenience
store in Riviera Beach?
I show him the Magic Flame
product, start to do my spiel
when he says, we
already sell Magic Flame.
I look inside the glass
counter and there it is -
Magic Flame on display.
RAYMOND:
They did a crap fucking
job ripping off our logo.
PAUL:
They were selling
for $1.25 a gram.
DARYL:
Man, they're ripping us
off and undercutting us.
RAYMOND:
What do you want to do?
JAY:
Let's go for a ride.
JAY:
How long you been selling this?
PATEL:
You're here to bother me like
your friend did. It's a product.
I can sell whatever I want.
JAY:
No, you can't. See,
this is my product.
Somebody's ripping it off and is
selling you a cheaper version
PATEL:
I take the cheaper
product always.
It's just good business. Go!
You're just causing me trouble.
RAYMOND:
Jay! Jay! Jay! No! No!
No! Calm down man!
JAY:
You are gonna stop selling this
counterfeit version
version of my product. Do you
fucking understand me?
PATEL:
I sell the cheapest version!
JAY:
Oh you do?
RAYMOND:
Jay! Calm the fuck down!
JAY:
You will stop fucking
selling this cheap shit!
RAYMOND:
Get out! Get out! Get out!
JAY:
You fucking understand me?
Or I'm gonna fucking come back!
RAYMOND:
I'll deal with it. Jay. I'll
deal with it. Get out. Get out.
Hey! Hey look at me you piece
of shit. Our product is
registered federal trademark.
Do you understand that?
Get it the fuck out of
your store or you'll be
hearing from our
attorney! Okay?
JAY:
If he's still selling that shit,
I'm going back inside and I'm
not coming out without every
last packet of that
fucking counterfeit shit.
RAYMOND:
Jay. Jay, no, you're not dude.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
You're on probation, man.
You want to go
back to jail? Huh?
You wanna go back inside?
Is that what you want?
JAY:
Fuck!
All right everybody listen up.
We got new labels.
It's not gonna be a permanent
fix for these fucking knockoffs
but it'll slow 'em down. Now
there might still be a few
fake Magic Flames out there.
If you see any, if you find any,
You come, you tell me. And uh,
Raymond'll take care of it.
And Raymond will
take care of it.
Where the hell you been?
MARTY:
Sick.
JAY:
Too sick to answer your phone?
MARTY:
I've been down
for the count man.
I've been sleeping a lot.
How was the boat?
Sorry I missed it.
JAY:
It was fun man.
You should've been there.
You feeling all right now?
MARTY:
Great. Let's sell
some product!
JAY:
All right.
Hip hop beat plays over montage.
RAYMOND:
Dude, turn on Channel 33.
They're doing a story on us!
KRISTEN RODRIGUEZ
...It lights up just like
marijuana, it'll
even make you high.
But this herbal mixture, which
some call fake pot,
is perfectly legal.
OKLAHOMA NEWS REPORTER
A Euorpean scientist has
created the synthetic form
of THC for research
purposes only.
His recipe leaked to the
streets and is now being
sprayed on herbs and smoked.
SOUTH CAROLINA NEWS REPORTER:
It's a phenomenon that is
catching fire locally
as well as across the country.
It is being used by people of
all ages - teens, soccer moms,
even the military
who use it knowing that they
will still be able to pass
that they'll still be able to
pass a drug test as the herb
will not show up in
their bloodstream.
The question is -
who is making it?
KRISTEN RODRIGUEZ:
One product that sells locally
in West Palm Beach
is called "Magic Flame."
A bag of "Magic Flame"
sells at local stores for $20.
RAYMOND:
Yeaaaahhh!
JAY:
Shut up! Shut up!
KRISTEN RODRIGUEZ:
According to the distributors'
website, the product is
an incense and is one hundred
percent legal.
Retailers will be able to
continue selling it as long
as it's not sold as a
consumable item.
Reporting live from West Palm
RAYMOND:
Hey, any publicity is
good publicity, right?
MARTY:
I don't like her tone. I don't
think she's dropping this story
anytime soon.
RAYMOND:
She quoted one of our
distributor's websites.
She said it was legal,
which it is. We're fine.
JAY:
As long as we make
our product the right way,
the responsible way, we're
not gonna have a problem.
Green Magic?
RAYMOND:
It's the new hot product.
It outsold us last month
at the convenience
store on Grand.
JAY:
Somebody outsold us, it's fine.
People like to try new shit man.
RAYMOND:
I talked to the owner. He said
people are buying it because of
its strong kick.
JAY:
It's stronger than ours?
RAYMOND:
We gotta compete.
If it's not Green Magic, it's
somebody else who's gonna up
the levels.
We gotta make a choice.
MARTY:
'Sup man?
JAY:
Jesus Fucking Christ,
you scared the shit outta me.
Where the hell are
you coming from?
MARTY:
I was over at the Hookah Bar
dropping off some product.
They said that reporter was
over there asking questions,
they said she's doing a
big story on this shit.
JAY:
Are you serious?
Anybody say anything?
MARTY:
No man, everybody was cool.
JAY:
Jesus, that's the last
thing we fucking need.
MARTY You alright, man?
You look burnt.
JAY:
This shit's getting to me, man.
I think somebody's
been following me.
MARTY:
What? Fuck you talking about?
JAY:
I don't know, I'm
probably just paranoid.
This business is
getting to me Marty.
MARTY:
I think you need to
take a day off, buddy.
Why don't you uh... why
don't you take April over
to the Breakers or something.
JAY:
You're probably right...
JAY: laughter
Fucking car.
MARTY:
You should take a day
off dude. I like working
with your mom better.
JAY:
Fuck. You. Not the time.
Fuck you.
Laughter.
JAY:
Uh, yeah -
No it's not gonna be a problem.
I'll - I'll send it out tonight.
Uh-huh. You got it. You sure?
You want backup?
APRIL:
Jaaay, put the phone down.
JAY:
Just...just go...
Yeah. No, thank you.
All right. Okay. Bye.
APRIL:
I thought you were going
to shut the phone off today.
JAY:
Oh yeah, I know I know, It's
just a lotta competition
out there. If I don't pick up
their call, these guys are
gonna go somewhere else.
APRIL:
Who would?
JAY:
How was the massage?
APRIL:
Fine. I booked you one.
JAY:
Thanks.
APRIL:
I feel like you're
not telling me something.
JAY:
Well, what do you mean?
APRIL:
Jay, how do you make your money?
JAY:
I make my money
at the hookah bar.
And then in this
wholesale business
that I mentioned to you.
APRIL:
Yeah, except every time
you 'mention' it,
you don't actually
explain what it is.
JAY:
It's uh... It's herbal incense.
It's basically a, uh...
APRIL:
I know what it is. A few of
my clients have taken it.
It puts people
in the hospital.
JAY:
Well, only if you smoke a ton of
it. I mean, listen we say not
to smoke it, we say it
right there on the label.
APRIL:
Yeah, but people
are smoking it.
JAY:
People, they smoke anything-
I mean, you know...
People are crazy! They sniff
glue! They snort bath salts!
APRIL:
Yeah, they're kids, Jay.
You're selling to kids.
JAY:
No no no, this is for adults
only, we put that
right on the label. Okay?
It's like... it's like booze.
You can't control it. You
know, you tell people not to
consume a lot of it and some
people do anyway, ya know?
And some people get addicted.
APRIL:
No, but it's not like booze
because it's not supposed
to be consumed at all. It's
not supposed to be a drug.
JAY:
April...
APRIL:
How could you
not tell me this?
JAY:
Because! Because of this!
Because of this this judgment.
Okay? You don't know the facts.
APRIL:
What are the facts?
JAY:
It's legal.
APRIL:
Yeah, for now. Who knows
what it's doing to people?
JAY:
Oh, April. April come
here for a sec - Oh shit!
I'm sorry. Ya know what? I'll
pay for that. Don't... April
come here!
MAN 1:
This motherfucker wants to
fight! Calm your ass down!
We are gonna do this real easy.
Ain't no heroes today!
Now we know your
business partner's inside.
We gonna go inside and
you're gonna call him...
Okay? Now remember you got
three motherfuckers behind you
that'll light your ass up.
Now let's go.
Yo call his ass out.
I said call his ass out.
JAY:
Yo, Ray!
MAN 1:
Again.
JAY:
Yo Ray, where you at?!
RAYMOND:
Yo Jay what up dude?
What are ya screaming for?
JAY:
Just get the fuck down here!
MAN 2:
He's got a gun up here!
MAN 3:
Yo take that shit!
Yo get the fuck down here!
RAYMOND: screaming
Jaaaay! Jaaaay!
MAN 1:
Yo get his ass up.
You still wanna fight?
JAY:
Fucking pussies.
MAN 1:
Yo get his keys and go get that
lock box. Go get that cash.
Man, don't eyeball
me motherfucker!
NURSE:
I'm sure you both know it
hasn't been an easy night
for your friend here but we
had to put some staples
in his head as well as a cast
on his arm because he has a
big break in his arm. It's clean
though, so it should heal well
in about 12 days. Uhm, his head
injury though, is pretty severe,
however we're pretty sure that
he's gonna make a full recovery.
We're hoping for the best,
ideally, but...
trails off
JAY:
Hey guys. Who's watching
the warehouse?
Guys? Who's watching the...
APRIL:
How do you feel?
JAY:
Like I got attacked by
a 50 pound staple gun.
APRIL:
Don't touch.
Doctor said that you have to
leave them in for 2 weeks.
JAY:
My hand is broken.
APRIL:
Clean break. Good
as new in 6 weeks.
JAY:
Aren't you a
fountain of good news.
JAY:
I didn't, I didn't
mean it like that. I'm sorry.
APRIL:
I gotta go. I gotta go
to work. You get some rest.
JAY:
This wasn't my fault. Those
guys came after me.
APRIL:
Oh, I know. I know Jay.
JAY:
Fuck! Fuck... It's not my fault.
You get to chauffeur me around
for all the good times,
huh, Pop?
JAY'S FATHER:
Your mother made me come.
She's not good seeing
you in a state like this.
You know how she gets.
JAY:
Yeah, I know...
JAY'S FATHER:
Look, I'm gonna say this once
and then I'm never gonna
and then I'll never
mention it again.
You have to get out
of this business.
Ya gotta stop selling this shit.
JAY:
Dad, can we please
not talk about this right now?
JAY'S FATHER:
Would you listen to me for
once?! Why do you alway
have to do things the hard way?
JAY:
I got it under control,
thanks Pop!
JAY'S FATHER:
Yeah it sure looks like it...
Jay, nothing comes
easy in this life.
Not money, not happiness,
not love, nothing.
JAY:
Speak for yourself.
JAY'S FATHER:
Maybe prison wasn't
enough for you.
JAY:
What's that supposed to mean?
JAY'S FATHER:
Exactly what it sounds like.
All I know is we've been
down this road before.
JAY:
Somebody must have leaked.
How else do a couple of thugs
know "a" where we live, "b" that
we have a house full of cash?
RAYMOND:
Come on dude, nobody
here would do that.
JAY:
Then how the hell do they know?
MARTY:
You said somebody's been
following you, right?
JAY:
That fuckin' blue cadillac,
yeah it was at the gas station
the night of the robbery. Some
body had to've tipped 'em off.
Did you talk to this
Detective Millings yet?
RAYMOND:
Yes I did, he said he's
gonna come by later.
Look, dude, this shit is getting
completely outta fuckin' control
okay? We've got to try to
keep it together all right?
I can cover for you
at times dude, I can't
MARTY:
I got to run to Raj's place and
drop off some product that
was short on the last order.
JAY:
What the fuck is
wrong with you now?
MARTY:
I'm not feeling that well,
that's all. I'll call you later.
JAY (voice over):
It happened over there. That's
going to pick up
that angle right?
INSTALLER:
Yes sir.
We've got your entire
property on surveillance.
You can rest easy, your
house is totally secure.
Knocking.
KRISTEN RODRIGUEZ:
Mr. Trotta?... Mr. Trotta.
VOICE (OS):We'll call him
Stephen, someone who smokes
fake pot. A product that
continues to draw more and more
attention on a state and
federal level.
Recently, I reported about a
product called Magic Flame,
an herbal incense,
also known as fake pot.
Since that time, a demand
of the synthetic version
of marijuana has nearly tripled.
People are now
beginning to ask,
what are the real dangers
of smoking herbal incense?
DOCTOR:
I've seen kids have
extreme paranoia
anxiety, heart
palpitations, seizures.
Honestly, this stuff
needs to be banned.
KRISTEN RODRIGUEZ:
The DEA says blends like Magic
Flame contain common ingredients
such as ground herbs,
fragrance, and some kind of
synthetic cannabinoid -
that causes similar reactions
to marijuana.
So, how is this
legal, you ask?
Four simple words - NO FOR HUMAN CONSUMPTION.
It is this distinction that
keeps companies out of the
reach from state
and federal laws.
On the label, I found no
corporate address or phone
number.
Not a single word about
who's behind Magic Flame.
But it would turn
out we didn't need it.
Two little letters told us
everything we needed to know.
Turns out the name behind
the registered trademark led
us to this local
business Hookahs R Us.
A small hookah bar in
the heart of West Palm.
A representative for
the company denied us an
interview but they did
release this statement.
We in no way support the
misuse of Magic Flame,
especially amongst minors.
The product has a clear
warning label stating it is
not intended for
human consumption.
Hookahs R Us has not
violated any laws.
Maybe not, but today the DEA
issued a statement announcing
a ban of five chemicals used
for synthetic pot. One of
the five chemicals
matched the chemicals we
tested for in this
bag of Magic Flame.
RAYMOND:
...We heard that
you represent some of our
competitors.
RON GREY:
Yes.
I am very well-versed in the
legalities of your industry.
I saw the news
report on you guys.
That reporter is
one tough cookie,
isn't she?
She must have called my
office a dozen times.
RAYMOND:
Yeah, She's relentless.
RON GREY:
If she comes back around,
I can help you guys
craft a statement,
something a little tougher
than what you guys came up
with, to get her
off your backs.
You guys are fine.
Keep making
product, banking money.
That's my advice.
JAY:
The Feds just declared
our product illegal and I got
a reporter stalking
me 24 hours a day.
Hey, I've already been
to prison once.
RON GREY:
Jay, listen, there
are over sixty six different
alternative
chemicals out there to use.
Once you switch, there isn't
anything the FEDS can do,
And neither will
the local cops.
They can't tell if a package
is legal without first
testing it.
And they don't have test kits
to test product on the spot.
They have to test it at the
Sheriff's lab which takes
forever and it's expensive.
And even those test results
aren't necessarily hard
evidence for arrest.
RAYMOND:
Wait what are you saying
we just switch compounds,
and keep making product like
it's business as usual? What?
RON GREY:
I represent your competitors,
Green Magic.
They're planning on making
many different variations of
their product.
That's because they want to
stay one step ahead of the
ban.
They just have to keep trying
out the various chemicals.
JAY:
That's fuckin' safe. Fool the
Feds, possibly kill your client.
RON GREY:
Listen you're
not going to kill anyone.
And, when you need to get
chemicals tested I can help
you with test labs.
JAY:
Are you a lawyer or
an accomplice?
RON GREY:
Ooh. It's a game...
of cat-and-mouse.
Stay one step and ahead,
you make millions, trust me.
RAYMOND:
All right we got a
lotta work to do.
First, we gotta destroy any
old product, we gotta notify
store owners that we're coming
out with a new product.
Gotta start testing new
compounds. I'm gonna call
the guys at the lab right now.
Yo, where you going,
car's right here.
JAY:
I gotta go. I'm gotta walk, bro.
RAYMOND:
Where? What?
JAY:
I just, I gotta think about
this. I'm sorry
RAYMOND:
Yo, Jay where ya going? Dude
come on, we have so much
work to do Jay!...Jay!
Where you going?!
God damn it! Fuck!
JAY:
Hey. Thanks for meeting me here.
I know I haven't been
around a lot.
APRIL:
I heard that your product was
featured on the news.
JAY:
Yeah, that reporter's been on my
ass for weeks trying to get
an interview...listen.
This whole thing is a
lot more complicated
than you think it is. I've got
friends that are in the program
that are on the payroll. They've
got families and they depend
on me for a paycheck.
APRIL:
But is that how you want
to help your friends?
By hurting other people?
You know it isn't right, Jay.
JAY:
Isn't right? Was the Breakers
not right? Was that not right?
How about the boat ride?
That wasn't right either?
The jewelry? Was
that not right too?
APRIL:
I don't care about that stuff.
I never did!
JAY:
What do you expect me to do?
APRIL:
Ya know what, I can't do this.
Let's just, let's just leave it.
JAY:
You can't do what? What are
you doing? What? April!
APRIL:
Just stop.
JAY:
April! Fuck!
Raj.
RAJ (V.O.):
Jay my friend.
JAY:
What's going on?
RAJ (V.O.):
Well, I was wondering if you
could stop by the store
JAY:
Yeah, anything for
my first customer man,
I'll be over as soon as I can.
RAJ:
I called because I was
concerned about Marty.
JAY:
He said he'd been down here.
RAJ:
He's been here. He brought those
100 boxes you owe me.
JAY:
So why you worried?
RAJ:
He looked bad. He looked
fucking really bad.
JAY:
What do you mean?
RAJ:
He was high. I mean he was
depressed. He looked terrible.
JAY:
Yeah?
RAJ:
Yeah, he went to the back,
got a few cheap beers
and when I asked him if he
having a party or something
he says no. He's staying
at some cheap motel.
He's hanging out for a couple
of days... it was kinda strange.
JAY:
Oh... fuck.
RAJ:
I don't know what's going on.
JAY:
Son of a bitch. All right, yeah,
I'll handle it. Thanks alot Raj.
RAJ:
See ya Jay.
MARTY: (voicemail message)
It's Marty, sorry I missed ya.
Leave a message.
AUTOMATED VOICE:
"Mailbox full."
HOTEL CLERK:
I'm sorry sir we just can't
give out room numbers.
JAY:
Can you just call his room?
HOTEL CLERK:
Of course....
I'm sorry sir, he's
not answering.
JAY:
Thanks anyways.
Knocking.
Marty! It's Jay!
JAY:
Hey, sorry one second. I just
gotta get my glasses!
Oh shit.
Marty...
Oh God.
Shit.
JAY:
Marty?
MARTY (V.O.):
Hey, you busy man?
JAY:
No, not really, I'm just
sitting here chillin'.
MARTY (V.O.):
You think we can meet?
JAY:
Yeah. Yeah, sure.
MARTY (V.O.):
Great, when?
JAY:
Well uh, I mean we could meet
right now actually if you...
MARTY (V.O.)
Hey, Jay I gotta go okay?
I'll call ya back.
JAY:
Marty. Marty. Marty?
MAN 1:
Whatcha got for me?
MARTY:
I got nothing for you, I'm done.
MAN 1:
Done?
What, you think
this is a game?
You're not done 'til
we say you're done.
MARTY:
I don't wanna do this
anymore, I'm out.
MAN 1:
Motherfucker you
think it's that easy?
I want my shit!
MARTY:
Why don't you take it outta what
you took from my friends?
MAN 1:
Hey Cole you see this shit? We
got ourselves a gangsta
right here. Okay gangsta.
See you around.
JAY:
Get in the car!
MARTY:
Dude?! What are
you doing here man?
JAY:
You wanted to talk?
Get in the fuckin' car!
JAY:
Start talking. so help me God
you better be telling the truth.
Did you set me up?
MARTY:
I had nothing to do with your
robbery. I promise you, man.
You have to believe me.
JAY:
Why? Why do I have
to believe you?
Who the fuck were those guys?
How did they know where I live?
MARTY:
For the last four months I've
been hooked on blues okay?
I took one pill one time and
haven't been able to stop since.
I maintained awhile but soon
enough I was getting sick and
not even all the money you were
paying me was enough to support
my habit.
JAY:
What does that have to do
with my robbery?
MARTY :
I'm trying to tell you that.
I was fllling out percriptions
for these guys that were getting
the pills from me so I could
I could get high for free.
I never thought that they
would trace this back to you.
JAY:
Get outta my car.
MARTY:
Jay. I'm gonna fix this
man. I promise you.
JAY:
You're gonna fix it? Yeah?
How you going to fix
my hand? More importantly
buddy how you gonna fix
my fucking mind? From
being completely fucked?!
I can't even go into my own
God damned house at night
without having
an anxiety attack.
No you can't fucking
fix this Marty.
MARTY:
I promise you that I'm
gonna make this right.
MARTY:
You have to believe me,
I promise you
that I'm gonna fix this.
JAY:
I trusted you. Get outta my car.
Get outta my fucking car Marty.
MARTY:
Jay. Jay I'm gonna fix this.
JAY:
It was Marty. He's been using
for a long time.
Look. I don't expect anything
between you and me. Just...
Ya know...you always listen
and I just wanted you to know.
All right, bye.
AUTOMATED VOICE:
"End of new messages."
Knocking.
JAY'S FATHER:
Hey Jay, come on in.
Take your shoes off.
JAY:
Thanks Pop.
JAY'S FATHER:
You want something to drink?
JAY:
Yeah, you got anymore
of those mini sodas?
JAY'S FATHER:
Yeah, there should be
some in the fridge.
For cyrin' out loud, would you
look at Tom Coughlin's?
looks like he's got Rosacea
or something. Can't take
a little bit of cold!
JAY:
I think he does
have Rosacea.
JAY'S FATHER:
Really? No shit, huh.
JAY:
Giants winning?
JAY'S FATHER
They're up by six.
JAY:
You know what I miss?
JAY'S FATHER:
What's that?
JAY:
Just sitting here watching a
game. I got too much noise
in my head now.
JAY'S FATHER:
What's wrong?
JAY:
April won't talk to me,
Marty's strung out on dope,
and everybody expects me to
find a way to keep this
business going. I don't
know what to do.
JAY'S FATHER:
Well you know how I feel about
that business. And Marty,
unfortunately you can't
help until he's ready.
And you should know that Jay.
And if you do the right thing,
that girl will come around.
You've been through a lot Jay,
You beat drugs.
You did 3 years in prison. You
survived that damned robbery.
I think you'll make it through
this just fine.
JAY:
How do you do it Dad?
JAY'S FATHER Do what?
JAY:
Keep going when it seems like
it's just too much...
JAY'S FATHER:
Even when it seems too tough to
believe, I just keep telling
myself that in the end it'll all
be okay. And if it's not okay,
it ain't the end.
Why don't you stick around
finish watching the game huh?
I got plenty of salad. Wanna
grab a bowl from the kitchen?
JAY:
You and your damn salad.
JAY'S FATHER:
Hey don't knock my salad.
Come on, go grab a bowl.
There ya go.
JAY:
Thanks.
JAY'S FATHER:
That'll keep you regular.
JAY:
Ha. You didn't spit in it
or nothing?
JAY'S FATHER:
No. Ha ha ha.
JAY:
This tastes like crap.
JAY'S FATHER:
Just eat it.
Oh come on! Hold the ball!
Fucking Giants.
MOTEL CLERK:
Thank you for calling
The Days and Nights Inn.
This is Danielle, how
may I help you?
JAY:
Room 141.
DETECTIVE MILLINGS:
Hello?
JAY:
Who is this?
DETECTIVE MILLINGS:
Who's this?
JAY:
I asked you first.
DETECTIVE MILLINGS:
This is Detective Millings
of the Palm Beach
County Sheriff's Office,
who is this?
JAY:
Detective this is Jay Trotta.
DETECTIVE MILLINGS:
Mr Trotta what are you
doing calling this room?
JAY:
My friend Marty Perez is staying
there, where is he?
DETECTIVE MILLINGS:
There was an incident here
tonight involving your friend.
JAY:
What kind of incident detective,
is he ok?
DETECTIVE MILLINGS
There was a shooting...
JAY:
Detective, is he ok?
DETECTIVE MILLINGS:
Mr. Trotta...
JAY:
Let me in! Let me in!
DETECTIVE MILLINGS:
Jay, I'm sorry for your loss.
But listen to me.
JAY This can't be happening.
DETECTIVE MILLINGS:
Let me tell you, we had a
witness today,
saw the suspect flee.
We set up a perimeter
and we got him four blocks away.
He tried ditching the weapon
and we got that too. The weapon
was Raymond's, taken in
the robbery the other night.
JAY:
This can not
be happening...
DETECTIVE MILLINGS:
Listen to me. This
afternoon about 2:00
we had an anonymous phone call.
The person gave a full
description of the people in
your robbery. He gave us the
the license plate to that
Cadillac you saw the other night
at the gas station. The license
plate came back to an address
in Riviera beach. We believe
it was Marty that gave
the phone call.
Jay listen to me, go home.
Get some rest. We're
gonna get these guys.
I promise.
Melancholy music plays over
epilogue montage.
YOUNG JAY:
C'mon bro, we're
doing this together...
JAY:
This one's for you,
You son of bitch...
APRIL:
Don't you dare, Jay!