The clip meeting with rip reed Part 2 from Smokin' Aces (2006) with Jason Bateman
Strapped. I don't know what you guys call it.
Strapped? Well, so, they got guns.
What else? He drinks, you know. Self-medicates. Total clich�.
This guy. He's a strung-out, washed-up, has-been, jerk, snitch,
fucking drunk, seven-layer loser.
Right. Now I'm praying he puts up a fight!
Please! Please, please, rape him if it's possible!
Punch him in the seat or something, you know? Hit him in the brown.
I don't know. Anyway, I believe we had a retainer for services rendered.
$50,000 for this fucking suite?
Yo, calm down. Don't tell me to fucking calm down!