— I'm Dana Sibota, state attorney general. You've got DEA, ATF, FBI, all wanting their pound of flesh.
— Yes, ma'am. It's... It's quite a room.
— Yeah. Well, you hit the trifecta, didn't you? I mean, guns, drugs, money laundering. And the state of Arkansas is gonna rip the bark right off of you, boy. We are gonna put you in a four-by-six cell for the rest of your life.
— You know who I am, Mr. Seal?
— No, ma'am.
— I'm Dana Sibota, state attorney general. You've got DEA, ATF, FBI, all wanting their pound of flesh.
— Yes, ma'am. It's... It's quite a room.
— Yeah. Well, you hit the trifecta, didn't you? I mean, guns, drugs, money laundering. And the state of Arkansas is gonna rip the bark right off of you, boy. We are gonna put you in a four-by-six cell for the rest of your life.
— Ma'am, that's a long time.
— Yeah.
— (ON SPEAKER) Miss Sibota, I have Governor Clinton on the line. He says it's urgent.
— It's the Governor.
— Put him through. Clear the room. Take him with you.
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— I'm gonna walk out of here. (ALL LAUGHING) I'm gonna walk out of here.
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— Wait. Wait... Wait a minute. No, no. No, he's free to go, boys. What the fuck'? What the hell do you mean, "He's free to go"?
— He's free to go.
Oh yeah, I wanna be free, (That′s what I want)
Oh, lotta money, (That's what I want)
That′s what I want (That's what I want) yeah,
That′s what I want.
Well, now give me money, (That's what I want)
A lotta money, (That′s what I want)
Wo, yeah, You need money (That's what I want)
Gimme money, (That's what I want)
That′s what I want (That′s what I want)
That's what I want.
The best things in life are free
But you can keep ′em for the birds and bees;
Your lovin' give me such a thrill,
But your lovin′ don't pay my bills;
Money don′t get everything it's true,
What it don′t get I can't use;
Well, now give me money, (That's what I want)
A lotta money, (That′s what I want).
We'll never get free
Lamb to the slaughter
What you gon' do
When there's blood in the water
The price of your greed
Is your son and your daughter
What you gon' do
When there's blood in the water
When there's blood in the water.
I am the people
I am the storm
I am the riot
I am the swarm
When the last tree's fallen
The animal can't hide
Money won't solve it
What's your alibi?
Beg me for mercy
Admit you were toxic
You poisoned me just for
Another dollar in your pocket
Now I am the violence
I am the sickness
Won't accept your silence
Beg me for forgiveness.
Fuck my life, can't save that, girl
Don't tell me you can save that shit
All she want is payback
For the way I always play that shit
You ain't getting nothing that I'm saying
Don't tell me you is
Nothing like them other motherfuckers
I can make you rich
I can make you this, baby, I can make you that
— How have we been living?
— What difference does it make, as long as we live.
— Where's the money coming from? Where are you getting it?
— Where do you think I've been getting it? I was trying to keep it from you, but... well, you know now.
— You did it for me...
— No I didn't! I'd a done it anyhow. C'est La Guerre. No jobs. No boys who want to marry you. Only men who want to kill a few hours, 'cause they know it may be their last.