Anthony, I Hope This Is Legal—I’m Not Going to Jail for You! 👀
Anthony & Piarry – The Money & Trust Conversation
Anthony: Wait, hold up, P. You stepping out tonight?
Piarry: Just for a minute. Why? You checking on me like you my daddy?
Anthony: Nah, nah, I’m just looking out. You know you look cute, though.
Piarry: [smirks] Thank you. But don’t flip the script, Anthony. You worried about where I’m going, or about something else?
Anthony: Both. I mean, you’re my best friend. I’m always concerned.
Piarry: Best friend, huh? That means we trust each other, right?
Anthony: Exactly. That’s what I wanted to ask you about. Trust.
Piarry: [squints] Okay, go on. What you about to drop on me?
Anthony: How would you feel if I asked you to hold some money for me?
Piarry: Hold some money? [laughs] Like… what? A couple hundred? A stack?
Anthony: Nah, not that small. Couple million.
Piarry: [chokes] Million?! Anthony, have you lost your mind?! You want me to put millions in my personal checking account? Do you know what my bank gonna say? They’ll freeze my account so fast, I won’t even be able to buy coffee.
Anthony: Relax, relax. I’ll walk you through it. It’s nothing shady. You know Wayne, Ro, and I own that theater. We’re selling it, and after taxes, my cut gonna be a little light—just a couple of M’s.
Piarry: Light?! Boy, don’t play with me. That’s life-changing money. And you dropping it on me like it’s pocket change.
Anthony: It’s legit, P. I just don’t like keeping all my eggs in one basket. Diversify, you know?
Piarry: [crosses arms] Mhm. But let me ask you straight—Anthony, I hope this is legal. I don’t want to go to jail for you.
Anthony: [leans in] P, I swear on everything I love. It’s legal. It’s just business. You’re not gonna get in trouble.
Piarry: You better not be lying. ‘Cause if the Feds knock on my door, I’m snitching so quick, they’ll have you in cuffs before sunrise.
Anthony: [laughs] Wow. That’s cold.
Piarry: Cold? No, that’s survival. I can’t be in orange jumpsuits, Anthony.
Anthony: P, come on. I would never put you in that position. Trust me.
Piarry: Trust is earned, Anthony. And lately, you been moving reckless.
Anthony: Business-wise, my head is clear. I promise. I just need you to do me this solid.
Piarry: [pauses, sighs] Fine. But if this blows back, I’m washing my hands of you.
Anthony: That’s what I’m talking about! See, that’s why you my bestie.
Piarry: Bestie? Uh-huh. Well, this bestie needs hazard pay. You holding millions and I’m holding stress.
Anthony: [grins] We’ll talk about your percentage later.
Piarry: Yeah, you better. Now, where you going tonight, anyway?
Anthony: Nowhere you need to worry about.
Piarry: Uh-huh. Don’t end up in more trouble than you already bringing to my doorstep.
Anthony: Trust.
Piarry: Trust… I hope.
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