Harvey Bilchik:
[lounging in his pool, answering his phone]
Yo, Big Louie! What's up?
Big Louie:
Bad news, Mr. Bilchik. None of your horses came in.
[He attaches a large steel cleaver to his wrist, where his hand should be]
Harvey Bilchik:
Aw, too bad. So what's the damage?
Big Louie:
Seventy-five thousand dollars. In cash. By Friday.
[He chops through a big sausage, which a servant has placed on his desk before him]
Big Louie:
[to himself, after Big Louie rings off]
I'm dead meat.
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