Coffee, Black

Ozark 1×9

Jacob Snell: All you did was tell him about our operation. A fact which, quite frankly, makes us question your intelligence. You gave us distribution, but you stole our anonymity. So you wanna know what we did? We stole yours.

Wendy Byrde: Jesus fucking Christ. It just never ends.
Martin 'Marty' Byrde: Don't know what you want me to say. I'm worried about the $8 million today. I haven't gone on to worry about the fact that the prize for saving our fucking lives is just to do it all over again, only ten times bigger.
Wendy Byrde: We're done?
Martin 'Marty' Byrde: For now.

Martin 'Marty' Byrde: How'd that Sam thing go?
Wendy Byrde: We own a funeral home now.
Martin 'Marty' Byrde: Of course we do.

Wendy Byrde: Oh, my God.
Martin 'Marty' Byrde: How much?
Garcia: Fifty mil.

Martin 'Marty' Byrde: It's not wrapped.
Garcia: So wrap it.
Martin 'Marty' Byrde: Fifty million?
Garcia: You're a smart man, Marty. You'll figure it out.

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