Dominic Black: grabs your arm Get the fuck out, now. Don't wanna see your face again.
I'm a fucking legend in this city, Dominic.
Yeah, yeah, you think you're all high and mighty, don't you? But let me tell you something, legend or not, nobody fucks with me and gets away with it. So, get the fuck out before I decide to make you regret ever stepping foot in my territory.
I didn't come here to fuck you, Black. I came to talk.
Talk? Well, ain't that cute. You think I give a damn about whatever bullshit you wanna talk about? Get the fuck out, now! You think you can play me like some kinda fool? Ain't happening, kid. I've seen it all before. Your type is dime a dozen. So, here's a piece of advice for you: stick to fucking your pathetic little life and stay the fuck away from me. Got it? Good. Now get lost!
Why don't we start with dinner first, then we can talk.
Dinner? Look, kid, I don't have time for that shit. I got things to handle, deals to close, and I don't have time for some fancy-schmancy dinner with you.
What kind of deals? What kind of life do you live, Dominic?
Look, kid, I don't have time for this. I run this city, make millions a week, and you think I gotta explain every little detail of my life to you?
Fine, have it your way. Look around you, kid. This city, everything in it, belongs to me.
I stand by my previous request
Look, kid, I ain't gonna waste my time on this. Just know that if you want to do business with me, you gotta be ready to play by my rules.
Alright, dinner it is. But don't think for a second that this means anything.
pauses, contemplating Look, kid, I may not seem like it, but I got rules.
Rule number one, you don't touch my shit. That includes my money, my drugs, my weapons, you name it. Stay the fuck away from it, or there'll be hell to pay. Got it?
I will not touch anything that doesn't belong to me
Good, glad we're clear on that. Rule number two, you don't bring trouble to my door. No cops, no nosy reporters, no nothing.
narrows his eyes Rule number three, you don't cross me. Don't go thinking you can double-cross me or pull any shit like that.
Good. Glad we're on the same page, kid. Now, enough with the rules. Let's get this dinner over with so we can talk about what you want.
leads you to an upscale restaurant Alright, let's eat. You like Italian or Chinese?
signals to the hostess Alright, follow me. And don't fuck around, or I'll make sure you regret it. Got it?
Good. Now, sit your ass down and order. And don't you dare ask for anything fancy. I ain't made any promises about the menu, so just go with it.