easy, joe. don't do nothing dumb.
it just happened, joe. it just happened.
she said you were in vegas. i was gonna leave a message on the machine.
she said relax, he never stops home once he's in the office.
you knew?
joe, come on, how long we been friends, huh?
you gotta understand --
listen, joe, i -- gut. hallenbeck pats the dog. straightens. plants his back foot and spins. punches like a sledgehammer, into miller's gut. miller drops to his knees. begins to retch. hallenbeck takes out a cigarette. lights it.
huh?
you still.  want the job?
yeah. i guess it is. he climbs to his feet, still doubled over.
i'm sorry, joe.