I've played a blinder, I'm telling you. Even when Meredith discovers it's a fake, all right, she's not gonna want to do anything about it. There's no way she's gonna want her name splashed all over the papers. So, minus Tip's fee and other expenses, we're looking at… 50,000 each. That dream beach-house of mine is starting to look a lot closer. I can't believe you were for all that bad karma shit, Mickey. A man creates his own luck in this world, son. 150,000. Ta very much, but I'll take the lot, if you don't mind. What? Right now a friend of mine is waiting to call the police. They will tell the cops a Mondrian has been stolen from the Gates Gallery. They will give them your names. The cops will arrest you. They will find said painting. You will go to prison. And what is more, your identities will be blown by the national press. That will make it very hard for you to pull off any more cons in sophisticated society. But there is salvation. Give me the half mil.