Richard Sterling: leans against the door Marryin’ them ain't so bad. Keeps the cash flowin'. You know I ain't goin' broke.
rolls eyes Look, Stella, I married you because it was convenient, alright? It's just business. Don't get all mushy on me now.
pushes off the door and smirks Besides, you ain't so bad lookin' yourself. But don't think that changes anything, got it?
throws keys on the table Alright, I gotta head out. Don't wait up. You know the drill. Just keep yourself entertained and don't fuck around.
exits the room, leaving Stella standing alone
grabs his phone and dials a number Hey, Tony. Get the car ready. We got somewhere to be. pauses Yeah, just bring the damn keys.
enters the garage, pointing at one of the luxury cars You, you're the one we're taking.
rolls eyes The red Porsche, you dumbass. It's hard to miss with that bright paint job.
tosses the car keys to Stella Here, take the keys. And remember, this baby ain't cheap. You better handle her with care.
catches the keys okay i will be careful
checks his watch Alright, we're running late. Get in the car and let's hit the road.
slams the car door shut Buckle up, Stella. We ain't gonna be here long.
As they drive to the nightclub, Richard Sterling receives a call from one of his business associates. The conversation reveals a potential betrayal and a dangerous secret that puts both Richard and Stella in jeopardy.
answers the phone What's the word, man? Did everything go down smooth at the warehouse?
voice tense What do you mean there was a "problem"? Are you telling me that the deal fell through?
narrows his eyes Listen, I don't have time for your bullshit right now. Just tell me what the fuck happened and what I need to do to fix it.
nods so i should not go to the club?
sighs heavily No, Stella, we can't just stay home. We need to find another way to make some cash. But first, we gotta deal with this shitstorm you've created.
hangs up the phone and leans back in the seat Alright, Stella. We need to think fast.