It was almost three months after police found
the first victim's body. The law enforcement
officials caught their first break when they
discovered the killer used a doorknob to bash
the victim's head in and then, in an act of defiance, almost daring police to discover
the murder weapon that was right under their
notions. When asked, detectives said that
never seen a case when a killer was haunted and bullied after him.
It's causing shit. I think it looks bad or
something. I don't want my money, but I don't.
fuck out of you. I just drank this coffee
that tasted like a monkey's fucking asshole.
I was just in here. You were not just fucking
in here. Are you trying to tell me that I wasn't
just fucking in here? Motherfucker, I don't
know you. Yeah, but I know who you are, Louis.
Get the fuck out of my store. Get the fuck out.
Go ahead. Play the security camera for you.
Motherfucker, I'm going to crack your fucking
skull. I'm going to do shit. Motherfucker,
trying to kill you. Come on, play the video.
I don't got no fucking security video.
Are you on?
I'm going to start with the story thing.
Are you feeling it? I'm a good artist. Oh yeah, great. This is amazing.
Oh, I just think this is how I work. This is such an interesting
revolution. I've never had to stop it. So is
it something you can do about your collection?
Oh, no, sorry. I'm only going to have teas right now.
Come on. We'll try it out.
Yeah, I'm trying to make a sound. I thought that's what our own things were doing.
I was like, you're a grown up. It's called networking,
but no one would come to one of these things.
What's it? Don't judge me. Just add her all.
It helps my anxiety.
I wasn't judging you. My other friend is here with two galleries.
He just told me that usually the drugs come out of the afterparty, not at the opening.
Look, do you want to make a sale? We'll then get out there and make one.
That half the gallery's cut is yours. Really?
My math sucks, but I know half of zero is zero.
I'm making my own stamps, and there's no one here but friends and dead beings.
Hey, congratulations Grace. Any collectors coming?
Yes, hi. I've had correspondence below of great
people and many have shown interest in sales.
Not yet. What about press figures 40? That's a loss. I meant press.
Well, we've been having conversations with some very cool people.
Nicely. Hi, Grace. Great. Let's just enter.
No offense. But Monica Monde has a press agent
at her gallery, and if we sell out this entire
show, I'll spend 10,000 month on one too.
Monica also has a writer for the New York Times, a kimono, doing an article.
Hey, what's here? She loves your work. I heard that
you sold one of her pieces to the last foundation.
One of the big ones. Oh, actually they had a relationship that goes back a while,
and I definitely hope just offered them one of my congratulations here too.
Oh, the show looks great. Oh, so sweet of you to
come. I know you're practically living in this studio.
When's your next show? Soon. Why did I swing by the studio?
Check out the progress. Yeah, there's something that I would...
I was actually just asking, Grace, why she couldn't
offer any of my work to the Morehouse Foundation.
More, why?
I don't know, but soon, but soon, that's good.
So, that's good. Yes, hunt!
I can't sneely yell and say, ah, big as that.
Just let him get me a zig-hala-malt mid. You saw a little bit?
I'm just going to shoot. Looks bad or something.
I'm not falling to that motherfucker.
How's my boy, Chief?
It's fucking fantastic.
I was wrong with those assholes.
Don't love the cockers?
Yeah, they got their granny patties on a bus
because Minnesota didn't cover the spread.
They have not to perpetuate a hateful stereotype,
but those motherfuckers are some cheap motherfuckers.
The only word I call was Steve.
And don't they love the deli bit?
They don't want to have sex!
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, that's going to prevent a lot of stinky-dinkies.
But we're a team, right?
Under the Anton U, me?
But we have our money, obviously.
You know that guy Lyle and that weird Irish guy does his wick work for?
You know, the one that never takes his jacket off indoors,
even though he's safe or five times.
Hey, aren't you hot with that jacket on?
What? They're gone?
Well, locked up.
Taxi by the Al Capone.
We need to find a new way to deal with the money.
Let me see that.
When I was in Ghana, yeah, it was so sweet.
Got an email from Philip.
It changed his mind.
They sent him a damn invoice.
That's why he thought Nancy and Mark are going to do that.
Well, since when men started listening to their wives,
I told you no more may help.
Only collection letters or cancellation notices.
running a business is about learning fiscal prioritization.
This is today's mail.
They're living in the last weeks.
Remember, chronologically ordered piles of fiscal prioritization?
That's all I can do.
Sculpture Foundation Suckraiser.
That a lot of collectors are going to be there.
Yeah, I don't have to donate at least $10,000
and I wanted to sit next to one of them.
All the implementations are really nice.
No, no, no, I'm just saying.
I was cutting costs.
You think she's going to Sculpture Foundation?
Oh, are you kidding?
She's probably going to sit on some collector's lap.
You know, they have lower amounts for just your drinks and not dinner.
So I can stand around the ice machine with all the other group losers
and watch the connected people go in for dinner.
Pass.
Fuck.
Speaking of people I own money to.
Fabricator?
Beeler.
Grab dealer.
What are you going to get my Adderall from?
Aerogist?
Cut me on years ago.
Hey, Nate.
Oh, girl.
How good would you?
There's nothing to go.
This by the same guy and you know that weird shit with the magic Mark.
Oh, these are by a woman.
So no, different artist.
But I can see why you'd say that.
People have similar practices.
Oh, yeah.
Not everyone can actually back.
some more practices.
What can I say?
You've got a good eye, Nate.
How much is your cohort?
Five.
My name's the frame.
Five.
Thousand.
Man.
You're so.
Not yet.
But hey, you must know a lot of rich people.
How much is something over my way?
And I cut you in on any sale I make.
Fuck, girl.
Give me a week like that guy.
Yeah.
Uh.
You know, I love to hear about your hot going all,
but I came here to talk about my game.
You know?
I know.
And I know I owe you from last time.
But while I don't have cash right now,
I think I have something you would like.
You know, I think you're hot and all.
I love older women, but I told my lady.
I'd be better about not what I meant, Nate.
Yeah!
Thank you.
That's right.
Hey, on the good?
For all of them.
Did you get the invitation to my opening?
Oh, I haven't gone to my mail yet.
I would love for you to come see my new show
before I head off to Berlin for a studio visit.
I know, Julian.
I just had a studio visit myself.
From Davis?
I love her work.
Pure genius.
You just had a studio visit with Vern?
No, I just took a little peek when I stopped by to
bring her some tea I picked up in Shanghai last week.
Oh, it's a wonderful time in here to be in Shanghai.
Really is?
On a crown.
I'm going to be late.
I got him.
Just doesn't stop, does it?
I'm going to have to get back to the gallery myself.
You never know.
Someone might be there.
Nothing terrible.
You sure what the woman always makes fun of her?
Ah, fuck.
What do you fucking mean?
Tony Montan and Gordon?
That came an island shoot went out.
Before I was in the game, man.
Oh, yeah?
Why are you happening in your bag?
You walk up in Chase Manhattan and say,
let me make it department.
My money goes through the dark web.
Comes back.
Cleaning with a knife drawer.
Speaking of, how's this here workin' out for you?
You kidding?
Yo, this room here is like 4,900.
I got you three or four of these a week.
Three paying for pervert.
It's what a world.
But you got in mind, man, who cars out in these market for himself.
You like that?
I don't know.
It's weird.
That's art for you.
Customer of mine was short of cash.
Came to you guys instead.
Oh, you run the swap meeting now?
What's this work?
Right, half of a blunt.
That chick there?
He's workin' 45 grand.
Bullshit in the town of South.
My girl Patrice ain't no joke with that art stuff.
Patrice.
And what's here?
Patrice.
What's that?
Yeah, I see you, Patrice.
Ha, ha, ha, ha.
Hey, girl.
I see you.
May I help you?
Could you tell me you open a clothes?
You know, you try to put your backs on where me and I'll ask you.
One business on me to another.
If you invest in one of those little slag and open clothes,
I can tell from hardware store or all the $9 investment.
Let me know if you have any questions about the art.
Patrice, right?
Yeah.
Hey, so I do have a few questions.
One of your collectors was you and me this piece?
Oh, which collector?
Really good friend of mine.
Mm, well, what art are you curious about?
Be frank.
Um, I don't want to buy a gun.
Won't sell art.
Well, Nate showed me this, but yeah, Nate, Nate, Nate,
Nate, Nate, I can't even put her personally designer.
He and I do some business together and he was missing and you were having cash.
Well, nothing to be shamed of.
You know, solvency is the problem with a lot of young business men and women have.
Well, my business has never been disappeared.
Well, not right now, but I think we might be able to help each other out.
I'm sorry, I'm not.
What if I told you I have the valuable piece of art I'd like to sell?
But I don't know anything about the machination
of the ins and alleys of the financial art
world but a successful gallery owned by yourself.
I'm sure you know all the artistic legal lease and whatnot.
So I propose I give you the piece and I give you the money for it.
You cut me a check minus a nice fee for yourself
and handle all the accounting paperwork.
and everything will be right as rain.
Because I want everything to be, you know, this whole transaction on the up and up,
everything, I'm deep-dory, you know, clean as they say, like laundry.
Are you really men spending money laundering to meet?
No, of course not. I need an expert for a very nuanced business transaction.
and the mutual friends suggested I contact you or your expertise.
I'm going to hire you as a consultant.
Thank you. But no.
Are you sure?
Yeah.
I don't want to waste your time on the long spiel.
A schmickle may not be snipped, but I make the best of the alleys in town.
I'll have some fresh for you when you change your mind.
Oh, my god.
So it is, please, I should go in there. Small ones are 75.
How sad?
I guess I'm too old to sell my eggs, aren't I?
Lots of that's good on a canvas.
You didn't buy this.
I want it.
You didn't tell me you made this working with Anika.
You didn't know who that is.
Glasses with Anika.
She's only the top art advisors with one percent.
Remember that I've been dictated some but lost in Treveka?
Guess who helped him decorate?
Hello, Anika.
Patrice, what a nice surprise.
You mailed me an invitation.
Nice design, by the way.
Thank you.
Patrice Capolo, I run program gallery.
Maly.
Maly was just telling me she's already found homes for some of Fitz and Sworke.
African dictator son?
No, Brian Prince Charles.
His father invented that coil he makes up when he made it.
He's doing quite the collector.
I showed him Vincent's work and he's an enormous man.
Told me to get one from him, one for his wife, and one for each fiscal birth.
I mean, what a sweetheart.
I told Yuri Ivanovich he should have one too.
He agreed.
Um, what do you mean then?
He's the biggest arm stealer in Ukraine.
And really developing an eye for contemporary correspondent work.
It would love Cindy Sherman.
I bet he just eats her right up.
Um, as they say, the media is in the mirror, not the collector now.
My gallery is still at the point of selling to rich assholes,
but I hope soon to have a client raise truly horrific people like these.
Ahmed's an oil tycoon mobster type.
I've had a lot of those types.
Lucky you.
I think he's actually had people killed.
Guess who wants to say hello?
Ahh, thank you.
Hello, my dear.
My two favorite collector was a whole room.
Hello.
Nice to see you.
Uh, photo op?
Anybody?
Oh, definitely.
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
Come on, here, get the arm.
Here.
Hey, damn it.
And, oh, amazing.
Sorry.
You know, I am super appreciative of everything that you've done for me.
Six years.
We've worked together.
And your work has grown exponentially since then.
We have grown together.
I also need you and your gallery to grow too.
That just hasn't happened.
Okay, Onika has a staff.
She's a press person.
I got your reviews that we didn't have to pay for.
But Patrice, it's not just about the reviews, right?
It's other things too.
You know, it's being able to have real invitations made
for an opening or of having a nice dinner after a show and not just drinks, right?
Like stuff like that matters.
Can you do that?
Yes, I can.
And, of course, stuff like that matters.
I didn't want to say anything because it would, well,
the gallery is going through some changes.
We have a new...
I just need you to stay with me.
I had a change of heart, have we?
Yeah, where's the piece?
Is that necessary?
Yes, it's necessary.
I need something to sell.
Can it just be anything?
No.
We didn't something I put a mustache on the long Lisa.
Call that art?
And I said it was strong, but there's more to it than that.
I mean, I need a painting to catalogue.
Can it be something you already got?
You mean, sell another artist's work and not give him the money?
Yeah, I'm down with that.
Well, then he'd have some real legitimacy problems.
And I'm guessing that financial urgency is pretty important.
And you are guessing absolutely right.
So I will call my guy and grab his brushes and whip something up.
That'd be oil and acrylics of watercolors.
So you've been using the Google because I knew you would come.
Very impressive.
Well, it's not right now.
Where am I supposed to paint?
Fucking, I don't know. Just paint anything.
Paint?
Whatever you think about it.
Pizza, I'm hungry.
So what?
You can catch them jackass.
Oh, I'm the jackass.
Who's the fucking jackass?
Me or the jackass?
Who asked me to paint some shit?
I'm not a fucking artist.
What the fuck do you want to make?
Money, money, money, money, money.
Paint from Jack damn face.
All right, for Christ's sake.
So fucking paint.
What's this bullshit?
You're asking my father to do it.
Oh, excuse me for trying to broaden our horizons.
But what did it kill us to add a little sophistication,
a little class to our business while we were trying to make money?
I mean, my family, we wouldn't know culture from corn meat,
but your father and you, you were being it.
Isn't every other building over there?
I'm using him with something like that.
Oh, get to the point.
Hey, I'm just looking out for you.
I don't want us to end up like Lyle's group.
And then that crazy Irish fuck finally took off his jacket.
I'm just saying these days, it doesn't hurt to be a little more careful.
With that in mind,
somebody's got a little problem.
They weren't taking care of by a boy chick.
And I suggest they buy art.
Art?
What the frick do you know about art?
What art school did you go to?
Art school?
You know who went to art school?
Hitler.
You want to call yourself an artist?
Boom, you're an artist.
It's not like you're running around saying
you're a doctor, a lawyer, or something serious.
You're an artist.
You're a moron.
A fucking idiot faked you.
Retard.
Moron.
Right then.
Don't look about anything for this.
My five-year-old makes better paintings with his fingers.
And that's the beauty of this, you fucking creepin'.
You remember Dave, the pull-up.
He tried to clean his money using his father-in-law's youth car dealership.
Oh, yeah.
And they all got pinched.
Yeah, because even though Schmuck said they got IRS,
knew those piece of shit cars that he was selling
weren't worth the money he was trying to push through.
But art.
This ugly-ass thing right here that looks like
a sperm food diarrhea wipe his ass with it.
can sell for a million bucks.
And they went back and I.
So from now on, there's a contract out.
Instead of a bag man with a duffle full of money.
Here's the good part.
I'm gonna run a check.
To this classy, fancy, snancy art gallery run
by this artsy-fartsy young lady who will take
a reasonable cut for herself and cut us a nice, clean check.
Yeah, damn, that is one ugly motherfucker.
No, well, he has an aesthetic.
I got some pictures you'll like.
Okay.
Hmm.
In whom shall I?
Andre, go on a trust, A-N-D-R-E-I-G-O-R-L-I-C-H, trust.
So what happens now?
Well, I generated invoice with the work of my database and.
what's your other thing?
Oh, it's not like that.
Oh, it's something that's not boring.
Like a, like a Balthus sword.
Yeah.
Amen.
The bag man.
Whatever.
We good?
You best better leave it.
Clean as the Board of Health.
Match made in heaven.
Thank you.
This is a sub-zero.
It connects to the Internet.
Sweet.
And RSVP to the Sculpture Foundation fundraiser.
Best table makes the richest, most annoying fucking collector's ever.
Okay, don't take the wrong way, but there's
a relative diary making money or something?
I made a sale.
It's not that one piece.
It was a bad acquisition, but a third party.
I mean, what's the word?
I mean, is it something we can put on?
RSVP, it's tonight.
Best seats.
Uh, it's, well, seats.
Floral.
That is, unless you mind sitting next to someone whose eggs are in danger.
I think I can put that slide in.
Thank you.
I'm sorry.
I swear, I don't even listen.
Please pray for my Yours, my Yours.
There's some nearest boss told him all this news is donated.
I'm like, all these two can respond to have their wifey, the one they serve everyone.
Well, if those vineyards went through all the trouble, they should honor their work.
I'll talk.
It's the Kamal.
I think second grade people within my dream were in the Babisters Club for her reviews.
When I masturbated so far,
Maxine Woods giving the gallery a full page spread.
Sunday section, of course.
They win.
One more one.
Double.
Two.
Hi.
Can we get done?
The tree?
Oh.
Doctor and Mrs. Galvin said,
so good to see you.
Thank you for doing this, Doctor.
Dear, Monica made it sound as if you wouldn't.
Oh, there she is.
Oh.
Hi.
Hello, Monica.
Somebody's boss, what?
Oh, cute.
My schedule for you at the last minute is over.
You decided to come.
We?
Don't weigh me.
Tiffany.
As do you remember the Galvin's?
Of course.
Love your collection.
You have a couple of foundations.
This is great.
Leslie is my intern.
Oh, well.
Now, nice and the boss to bring you to such an event.
Did you bring your assistant?
Oh, I begged him to come by setting up our new energy division.
so he'd stay behind.
Oh, the New York market bubble.
Alan Myerson has won.
It is so great seeing you both here at the trees.
I mean, I have to apologize,
I just haven't seen you at any of the events in a while.
Please, please, I don't have any questions you are coming tonight.
But surprises are fine.
I just thought the gallery wasn't doing well since Sebastian.
Oh, well, she just closed this huge door.
I want to come to you from the background.
The background?
Is that a sub-genre offshoot of a picture's generation movement?
Well, I sort of have a raw contemporary collection
with an urban sensibility and a low-fi aesthetic.
Well, I can show you.
I went on on by the right here, please.
Oh, right here?
It's so annoying.
Or Nate.
I mean, the artist doesn't have the kind of
refined process that you're used to seeing,
but some collectors really gravitate towards pieces that are more unfashioned.
And you say it already so.
Or maybe it's just on hold?
You look great in that color.
It's so old.
Yeah.
And 150,000.
Yeah, isn't that rather high for an emerging artist?
Or better than an artist.
Or a table five.
On a peg on the day, son?
I'm at table five.
So?
Thank you.
Yeah, actually it was awesome.
They couldn't wait to ask one of you about it because they're after all that.
How do you know so much about that sale?
Oh, you're always telling me to keep the database organized.
What's up?
Why do you just get a New York lender?
No thanks, but hasn't got them crazy busy.
You know, no, it's fine, it's fine.
But just sort of a moment.
Can we just keep that sale on the deal?
Why?
It's like the biggest thing we've had.
Because the artist is very private.
And they just know me very well.
So we're trying to establish the dealer artist, trust bond.
Oh, sorry.
We just need to control his introduction to the marketplace.
Too much exposure too soon.
It could be detrimental.
I'm sorry, we don't have any work for that.
Oh, gosh, I don't know anything.
That's crazy.
It's crazy.
It's really weird.
The trace is weird, but we're going to drop some Bastion stone.
Who does that?
Gotta go.
Well, what did she say?
Oh, they don't offer refunds.
You have the full appointment.
Not about my acupuncture, Matthew, the bad man.
Okay, she doesn't know.
It's all handled by Patrice.
Nobody who Leslie knows has any idea.
But everybody who wants one from all over the world.
Paris, Milan, the bad man.
I don't wear Matthew.
Thank you.
Did you go get me a grand chance?
Roots 3.5.
Thank you.
Of course, thanks.
You know, I'm here for all of it.
Patrice is too much of a flake to handle something this big, right?
And we're talking about the woman who's inhaling
the strength of the sculpture foundation.
Oh my god, it's in here already.
In the dark, our vlog, nobody even reads.
I mean, don't go great that or anything.
What part of keeping this to ourselves?
Did you not understand?
Would you understand better if I made anything out of it?
For fuck's sake, we need to stop talking about this right now.
For the first time since I've been here,
we've been artists growing up and we can't talk about it?
I have to say something.
Do you know how dumb that makes me look?
I don't know anything of our best artists.
Just lie.
Like I told you.
Since the dealer who drops the Bastion Stone
right before he did his motorcycle series.
That has nothing to do with any of this.
I've totally specifically not to talk about the bad man.
I'm handling it.
So then how come I return the phone range, which was like never before weeks ago.
And if someone begging to give us money for a bad hand
piece, you always make me do what that would mean.
And it's the phone.
So I can sound my date.
And yet, I mean, what are I doing?
I don't know anything or nobody thinks about this the same thing.
Part of your job is still to answer the phone.
What are you so afraid of?
Nothing told me on a cassette that you're afraid of success.
But that's when he drops the Bastion Stone.
You know, I don't know if he was like becoming a star and you can handle it.
You may have blown your shot and want to keep your dollar small.
I'm not mean.
I didn't drop the Bastion because I couldn't handle it.
I dropped the Bastion because I didn't want to handle it.
Yes, he's a talented artist.
But he's also a misogynistic pig who asked me,
my assistant, the art handler, and my mother's.
What do you tell people then?
The Bastion Stone is a lot of people, a lot of money.
And when you make big sales,
you have the power to control the narrative.
Right.
So doesn't that mean that with all this bad man said,
that you don't have the power again?
Go ahead.
Hey, how come your place of business interrupting you?
That's how we met, remember.
All right, all right, all right.
So what's up?
I need another painting.
What I'm gonna want a week is for a real collector.
Sales all lined up, $275,000, give or take 10%.
I don't bullshit a bullshit or what's the scam?
No scam.
A legit collector wants to buy a piece from an emerging artist.
Oh, they don't place that kind of money for something they haven't even seen.
Collectors buy stuff all the time, so I don't see.
What kind of person pays that kind of money for those ugly pieces of shit?
Collectors don't buy an art because they like it.
They buy it because they think they need it,
and they think they need it because they're afraid somebody else got it.
That's a whole way of pricing works.
But why don't you go ahead and do this thing yourself?
You know, you painted, if you can sell it great, please give us a cut.
Collectors are decided, don't know.
So you want a glimpse inside the artist's mind?
You're giving interviews today, Rembrandt?
You made those pieces of shunt?
Okay, can we now put the piece of shit on our noise plantations?
We'll have something for you tomorrow.
Hey, go!
Oh, yeah, um, yes.
Excellent. As usual, pleasure doing business with you.
Oh, my math chair up this thing goes by going that way or that way.
You'll take it out.
What do you think about this piece?
No, I don't know.
I've got these starboards and I don't know
where these prices write flowers or some shit.
What was this guy saying?
Well, she's re-creating childhood memories.
Her mother used to give her a sticker every time she got a good grade.
In her execution, she only draws their shapes.
So how am I supposed to get that?
Where does anybody?
Well, nobody has to get anything.
I'm just saying, for this artist, for not just shapes,
their memories, that we can tell her important to her.
So when you look at my work, can you tell anything about me?
I'm an art dealer and I'm a mind reader.
I know about Grace's work, because I know about Grace.
I hardly know you, so.
So maybe I don't want anybody to know about me.
When you make art from a truthful place,
people find out something about you.
It's fucked up, but we kind of have the same job, you and me.
We both sell products that people spend on fortune on,
because of how those products make them feel.
You're a drug dealer, aren't you?
I'm starting to see why he has an appreciative audience.
It remains under the radar with simplicity.
It's so present that it's almost a distraction at first.
It takes a discerning collector with a trained eye.
Which ones are available?
None of them.
Really? Sadly, I've spoken to the artist and his other galleries.
There's an extremely long wait list of collectors and some commissions, too.
Don't always been a champion of you and all your art of.
I know serious and established collections such as yourselves,
understand that it's in everyone's best interest,
to give the most relevant work to those who show support,
not for a single artist, but for the gallery's program.
In general.
Well, why don't you tell us more about the graces you worked?
Gordon told me to yell us down with that.
Give me a second, please.
What is this?
What the fuck is this?
How do you make that?
Something about this excites me.
Scares me even.
Why would that scare you?
You tell me you're the artist.
The process of making something in the final product we know we play does.
Nobody cares about it anymore.
There's just so much going on with it and the collectors.
Oh, collection?
The collection has been up for weeks and you know,
once they have this guy alive, never seen the floor.
He's got collectors like Grace.
Can you give me a second?
Sorry.
Is he your next show?
You see on the roster?
Are you on the roster?
You want to take a second.
Oh my God.
Are you the bag man?
Oh, sorry.
Do you think that everyone doesn't know about the bag man?
Because Leslie was telling everybody at the great pillar opening about her.
So...
What do you know about a bag man?
I really got to deal with it.
Deal with it.
Oh, I'm so sorry because I know I did my career
with such a goddamn inconvenience to you.
You don't fuck you.
It is true.
Oh, no.
What?
Let's have this conversation later.
Hold on a minute.
Oh, Grace.
Grace, you're a very white man making fucking boring and straight white man art.
You are making a killing.
You can be awful by making safely abstract fucking clothes of course.
150,000 for your first piece.
The monsters are all in the end.
I forgot I even had an email like this.
Someone's planning to grow with the left over and they had a message.
I thought you were lying.
But lo and behold.
What on God's free earth is this?
It's a conceptual art.
What?
You know, it's a type of hard work.
How conceptual are your ass?
Look, this thing's supposed to be a front.
That means low profile.
Why are you meant to tell you?
This is not good.
But Grace thinks it's good.
What else is she going to say?
She's running a business.
She's thinking about the money she's going to make off.
Oh, and you and Andre are.
That's totally different.
How is that different?
Because that business is not our business.
This is a problem.
And not just for you and me, for everybody,
which means it's going to be an even bigger problem.
You understand?
Let me ask you something.
You ever think I'm any good with that?
It's on another.
You know the kind of guy that nobody has working for him?
I mean, you look like Einstein compared to those little muscles.
He knows you're going to earn her.
No, I mean, like, you know, good.
Like, good, good, and for good.
If you say what I think you're saying, I'd say, don't say it.
Then how long is long enough?
What am I ever going to be straight with these guys?
I don't need to lose your life.
Like me.
Sorry.
Pamela.
Perfect.
Mom, you must have been.
Are you supposed to look a little bit missed?
Yeah, I know that we have.
No, we've gotten out of him.
Please, please, please, please, please, please, please.
Every time.
It was the same.
I was wondering.
What do you think?
Ready for your big name?
I don't know.
It's okay to be nervous.
You're coming, aren't you?
What's with the shrugs?
This is a huge night for you.
Something you didn't know was inside of you.
It's about to be shown to the whole world.
Maybe there are people out there who don't want me to open up
and share what's inside of me with the world.
You just described every artist here, ever.
Hey, what's up?
No, he doesn't even bring me.
Yes, he does.
No, I told you.
Tell him you're the truth.
Oh, I'm the truth.
Yes, sir.
Hold on.
Patrice, it's my sister.
She wants to know what people wear to things like this.
What happened?
She says, what happened?
Hello?
No, I swear to God, that's what your fucking said.
Hi.
Yes.
He's like, tell me about them.
The complexity of urban identity.
An examination of the individual's place.
and a culture of consumerism.
He always tries to capture the essence.
What I like to call the breath of a concept.
Are you talking to your sister?
What's her email?
No, I don't know.
We missed her.
Okay, it's a Nicole and I see your world.
Oh, we know her say it's a great piece.
But it's definitely eliciting a reaction.
And maybe they may feel angst.
For voting dirty.
Oh.
Doug, gee, I think it's high time you get your wife home.
Oh, I had it in that place.
It's a California play movement.
It was in revitalized.
Let's get you home, dear.
I had a pump here, yeah, I said,
on my nightstand.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.
Bye, bye, thank you.
They love the work.
They're going home to fuck each other's brains out right now, because of you.
Well, I don't want to show them whatever.
Oh, it's easier when it's good work.
I think people are going to respond to this show,
because you see things in a way very few people do.
And they get to live vicariously through you.
Right.
And just to grease the wheels and make sure they get the next one from the bag man.
That just bought one of Grace's pieces.
Thank you.
Well, you know, it wasn't until we caught my hand.
Rachel take the leftovers out of the fridge and mail them the relatives that
who realized we needed to put her in a home.
It's a tax thing.
Colleters don't like to face any of your state
taxes so long as it's shipped out of the state.
Like to find our storage facility.
You just said they picked them up.
I am turned at this gallery and Colleters would buy a sculpture for $300,000
and we just pop it in the back of their Mercedes.
Then we start building these huge crates and ship them empty to a storage facility.
So long as there's an invoice and proof that we shipped it out of the state,
that's all they need.
It's funny to think there are these giant
warehouses with armed goons guarding empty boxes.
Domestic violence,
gender roles,
consumerism,
lest we not forget an obvious hit from some climate change to die for some time.
I knew it.
No, I'm for sale.
Get on the car.
My show is fucking awesome.
Hey, Mr. Big Shot.
Why don't you fucking invite the cops here while you're at it?
Paint a big fucking confession on the wall.
It's called art with the fuck.
The art was just the fuck we were.
They were in a fucking black cradle laid up the skin.
Hey, big boys.
Look at your static collection or some trouble.
You mind, we're talking here?
I do mind.
It's my fucking gallery.
Take it outside.
And why don't you give us a second, okay, lady?
Reggie, when do people start using lady in the negative?
I can't believe it.
Try to make my better shots with me.
Oh my god, where are you looking at this?
I feel like a little housewife.
Oh, you must be from trees.
Oh honey, when are they told me whatever?
I couldn't believe it.
You're a Saint.
I tell you, I've got a name on.
It's the fucking god.
Oh, shit, that was bad.
Yeah.
Reggie told me not to bring anything,
but I can't.
Not because she's come back, you know?
That's okay.
She's gonna cry for me.
Do not.
Take it to the office.
I love those on here.
I'm not on here now, but I will later.
It's okay to see you.
You need to ask sex, I'm gonna remember this big night, oh yeah.
Anyway, as a thing, I have to touch with my house.
Yeah, but it's okay.
It's actually a housewife.
I'll be right in the time.
It's so fucking good.
Does it feel awesome?
Yeah.
Hey, I got invited to a party by some cool art kids,
saying like 20, but I told them I'd bring my farm.
So do you have any?
I don't have anything on me.
Can you get some?
I can hear one.
I'm not a drug dealer.
Oh, really?
What was all this about then?
I mean, what was it?
Do you and Gordon like forget your cash cards?
I'm not a fucking artist, and I'm not a fucking drug dealer.
You don't get to say whether or not you're an artist.
Other people get to say whether or not you're an artist.
It's when you make people see something they've never seen before.
I mean, what is this?
If you're not an artist and you're not a fucking drug dealer,
then what?
Are you a bank robber?
You're a bookmaker?
You're a great people's car.
You.
Fucking.
I like that shit, you know?
Oh.
That's an ocean, never.
I thought he was locked.
I'm not!
I wouldn't fit through the mail slot.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, okay.
That can't help people.
Or that is it is my gallery to help.
But you had to know.
That he found out.
I ended up wondering what was a crime.
What he called a country club.
It's his court and jail kind of crime.
But murder her?
That's a person.
You didn't do nothing.
What kind idiot is a frontward guy who's born front?
He's selling medical.
Be always.
Really?
Gordon, I don't know.
He's really precious about it all.
Could you really tell from my bags?
What'd I do?
But that's good.
This one is my favorite.
You take an eye, friend.
But that's your boyfriend and grandma come.
Not since 1949's Life magazine article,
which I'll recall in strict period,
have received an artist's break out into scene with such a critical acclaim.
When asked about inspiration for the series, the galler is cryptically mentioned,
the bad man drawing from personal experience.
Jesus.
I'll be here.
All right, there's more.
The wonder pieces are emotionally complex,
yet accessible.
I, for one, am eagerly anticipating the next creation by this young family.
You made the fucking paper!
I'm not your name,
but those things you made for Patrice's store front.
What'd you start giving me time?
I start giving that.
You have to down a block.
Thank you.
You go fine.
And motherfucking,
I've got so wannabe asshole.
And you bring him back,
heave!
He shows over!
Fuckers!
Show's open and culminated in a hybrid performance
that dared to address the combustible relationship between artist and gallerist.
He's so hot, too.
He's like,
not me!
I can come help the planet.
That don't stop us outside.
He wouldn't.
He wasn't wearing a planet.
He wasn't something I wanted as a kid.
You know, I'm not a psycho or anything.
I work with artists.
Trust me.
You're not a psycho.
My sister got in trouble with when we were kids.
Eventually,
she got in a joke.
And not bad.
We don't bad.
She ran up this debt to her drug dealer.
It was a piece of shit that worked for Andre.
He wanted her to work it off.
Oh, God.
So I went and found the guy.
And I tried to work something out,
but it was stubborn fuck.
We got in and went.
And I ended it.
You know, he can't just knock off one of Andre's guys like that.
When he makes a call and I go away forever.
Finally, that's how they got me.
And now they get you, too.
You're a family.
I have art.
You're a favorite artist.
Buzz down out of it.
He died, actually, while making art.
Got lost trying to cross the Atlantic on a 12 foot bone.
So that was his art.
He didn't lost.
Conceptual art.
Just an idea.
Thanks.
That was delicious.
When I think about my top life experiences,
I'm torn between Walter de Maria's and Mike.
What the?
You have to make every little finger kick in the nuts, don't you?
All we wanted to do was talk.
That's what we're doing right now.
You didn't really give a choice, did I?
Fuck, I didn't.
I didn't want to try to see him find a place.
Oh, but you wanted me all over the frickin' newspaper?
Technically, an expression is in a paper like him.
But I think it's better for artists to remain anonymous.
The black dreidel says that maybe.
you're no longer happy working with me.
No, I am.
I was just hoping that maybe you and I were straight.
The first time,
I did a great job.
And I told him black dreidel.
And I found that he would do very well for us.
And when a man has cleared his job,
he doesn't mean...
I'm... I like Roger.
I'm... I'm a John.
I'm a John.
I'm maybe Kana.
I do the best chops in New Jersey,
actually do the best.
Well, I came.
No.
We don't want us starving artists, do we?
Art dealer, actually.
Thank you.
Good and loyal workers become trust like family and family.
Never leave.
Reggie.
His family.
Black dreidel.
His family too.
And you.
You're part of this family now.
Salute.
Not now.
Just one second.
Oh my god.
Please.
I just don't think you.
Leslie.
Oh.
I hope you don't mind.
Your assistance said to be okay if I waited in the end.
It's quite busy out there.
Welcome back with you.
Well, I have your article to thank for it.
So now when you did return my call,
I became rather curious.
I decided to come in and take a peek for myself.
Oh my apologies.
I've been dealing with some developments.
I bet.
Well, you're clearly busy.
So I'll get right to the point.
I would like to do a piece on the dead man.
What particular day of the week would this article come out?
Sunday.
Yes.
I would love nothing more.
I think for you to do an article on the bag man.
But what you've written already is more than enough.
I mean, that was just a review.
I'm referring to a full piece, like a deeper exploration.
It's a crazy time now with the show and everything.
It's a show that I need to explore.
Oh, I just... I can't.
Sorry.
You understand that this would be great exposure for you.
The gallery, the artist.
Yes.
We just don't need any exposure.
Do you understand what you're doing?
Right now?
Yes.
I mean, are you aware that I can... I don't want your article.
Oh, this was...
I am so fucking sorry.
It's perfectly fine.
You have no idea how much I trace.
Listen.
It was completely unexpected.
But it was honest.
So you know what?
I'm going to be honest and return.
I'm not used to being told now.
I hear it all the time.
And I got to warn you.
When I hear now, it makes me want something even more.
He has other opportunities.
Did we not just have this conversation a few nights ago?
Andre not only has things in his walk-in freezer with four legs.
Some have only two.
It doesn't want to do anymore, Gordon.
And I don't want to walk down a Christmas tree and be whistled back.
But sure as God made little green apples, it happens.
Or could we dip or get Andre to let us go?
Nothing.
How clear do I have to make this to you?
Does he have to pull his knife on you again to make this any clearer?
There's always something.
He's not going to let you out of this.
Either of you.
You're both too valuable, man.
He's either something that's more valuable.
What?
You think he can get the meat to monitor his money?
We better ask for him.
Oh, a golden meatball.
So, now we're doing day of attack.
You're going to punch the pulp thing?
Gordon, you always look out for me.
I cannot tell you how much I appreciate that.
But these guys were just as some shoot-us and scratch their fucking nuts.
I have no life.
All I do is what these assholes want.
And all of a sudden, it walks her and she offers me a chance at a new life.
I would have never fucking dreamed of it.
I got to try to take it.
What was that?
I have a dream space?
Listen to me, boobie.
Not all of us get to have a dream.
What's the giddish word for my office?
Jesus, Gordon.
What's a red file?
It's, you know, unkillable people.
You know, sex traffickers, kingpin, people know
we can get to, but everybody wants to take it out.
Drug behavior, rich and powerful men want it.
That's a boy's gal.
But, you know, people, you don't know, and people you don't want to know.
Truly horrific, people.
Ugh.
So, can you finally call me?
Hi!
I hope you do that.
I'm glad to present life.
Listen.
I mean, when that whole Sebastian Stern channel
was going down, everyone thought you were nuts.
Not me.
I always think you're a talented daughter of course.
You're discerning eyes, graciously appreciate it.
Tell me about the bad man I need to know of everybody.
Well, I have this really make-or-break moment within it.
The whole world's ugly watching.
It is imperative I hope you find justice the right collective.
Well, he's known to dismantle, and the peace is personal to him.
So personal in fact that he insists on meeting the collector first, of course.
And by the way, I love outside of artists.
That raw talent UN-inhibited by the form that grad schools demand.
I love what?
Yeah.
I have to warn you, there's a darkness present in his work, and it's in him too.
He's not afraid to show what he should have made.
I love darkness.
All the serious collectors appreciate it too.
I would love to be able to tell my artist who's interested.
They are.
If I tell them to be.
I know a certain someone who would appreciate the background more than most.
Could be a name.
I'd love to.
But you should see who said he is.
I've had to sign.
I can't feel for your own life.
These men take their privacy very seriously.
Men, like your advantage?
Or just endowment?
Does the Ukrainian arms, the other or his buddies, know of a huge gender?
There are Instagram pages for everyone.
I wonder what the end use would say about that.
Shall I have another?
And he is the hit rate.
Any name on that list will do, nothing less.
That's why I'm rushing.
It sounds promising.
This guy has a serious protection.
I'm not going to be close.
You're worried about that now.
What if I do, like, five of my usual guys instead of the red flag?
This is not some fucking Chinese takeout menu
where you get two calamaries or even columns.
Can you answer the chance to take a look at these specials?
I'm closing the red file for three.
Abish is proposed to live under the black dreidos.
Black dreidos.
What to me?
Sounds like bullshit.
Roman Roshnikov will take him out on December 10, 2012 and 4 in Miami.
Get that son of a bitch.
Roshnikov.
Who's folk dreimat?
And I'll give you anything.
What in the hell is going to make one of the most targeted men in Russia
leave his super-secret secure compound and come hang out with your ass?
Stick to your bagel, it's gorgeous.
I'm a reality.
They're fucking reality.
Let me tell you what I'm doing for you.
And what is that?
We're going to show him what he can't have, and he's going to want it even more.
If we don't pull this off, there's going to be
contracts on us with every headhunter in town.
When we pull this off, you're going to be more famous than God's human eyes.
Will you stop with that bullshit?
Roshnikov is one of the richest men in Russia who buys
utility companies the way you buy a goddamn rental.
And you know where he's going to be in about a half?
Maxine.
Hi.
Who the fuck is Maxine?
But she's cabulo.
Lady in the command.
What's that?
She's an art critic.
An art critic.
Do you listen to anything?
I listen to you all the time.
In case you want to do a piece on old Lottie Daha.
That'll make us laugh.
You want to make us laugh?
Wait till I'm going to convince you when they
submit you to talk with your ass in the Hudson.
It's the super bowl of the art world.
For two days, we each hear yowls from all over the world
come together under one roof to show off their best work.
Hey God.
And for dealers, it's a chance to make native
collectors that might never come to your gallery.
And I love the show.
And for us?
Well, we knew for other reasons.
On a clock.
Why belly bags?
Which is where I use mostly.
The other day.
The knife.
The invisibility into the terrorism.
The bags.
They get the job done.
Your prices are quite high for an emerging artist.
And, you know, while there's a long wait list for the
work, I can't seem to find anyone who actually owns one.
I've been one of the flawed collectors who buy art for
art's sake, not just for tax write-offs and social packing.
I completely agree.
She may have just so weird.
So, a $5 million question.
What's next for the bag man?
Well, taking time until you're success.
Nah, I am.
I just don't want to make art anymore.
As a dealer, the business part of me is heartbroken.
But as an art lover, I could be more impressed
by the honesty and integrity of this artist.
So, this is really the last work that we're going to see from the bag man.
He's going through the mail.
One last piece.
Day after tomorrow, 3 P.M. right here.
What I want to disagree about is experience, the work, and art
influenced by the fact that the market thinks he's off right now.
I completely understand.
And, I'll be discreet.
Three, maybe, here.
Good news, Roman, definitely.
Bad news?
He's not sure about the meet and greet, but he's willing to pay triple the price.
Hi, baby.
3 P.M. tomorrow.
And the deal is off.
None of his bads are for sale?
The artist doesn't want to present the work as a commodity.
They reviewed a wonderful job of comming the power
of the piece, and I'm not afraid to tell you.
I have not been that turned on in years.
This is Miami.
Come on, not even an early sketch.
The earlier pieces are already with collectors.
I'm afraid.
You know there's to believe there would be work available to us.
I'm as upset as you are.
What about the pieces you brought here?
Exhibitions only, I'm afraid.
Not even for an old friend.
I do have a new word for sale.
I'm just not exhibiting it till tomorrow.
Tomorrow, tomorrow, and tomorrow at 3.
Accompanied by a live performance.
I'll take it.
We'll take it.
I'll take it.
It's yours.
Maybe if you had to be ten times the show.
I have a car waiting.
We've had a problem.
And, uh...
You said this thing was going to be a really big deal for the billionaires.
So Bury anybody here.
Today and tomorrow, VIP screening is only.
It's not open to the public yet.
Where's Reg?
I want to make sure he's not skipping town.
And you two, do what you said you were going to do.
What you keep your voice down.
Hey, everything's organized.
Just let Reg and I do our thing.
Which is what?
I'll see you tomorrow.
You really think you're going to get a fever in that?
It's the best court you could do on short notice.
And it has to.
Whatever happens, we're going to make sense.
We're just making art.
It's all the dealers are going to think.
I've never really had an audience before, you know?
Oh.
It says, art is cut.
And, uh, it's still above.
Thank you.
Did you know if we quote us all?
That's a pretty big fucking F.
Doesn't mean that you're going to be free of Anton and Andre.
I'm never going to do bad Anton.
What?
He wants to be here.
That puts him in.
Think about it.
He's not supposed to be here, but I am.
I'm the artist.
I'm glad to hear you finally met it.
Right.
So, if he's here, we should put him to work.
To work.
Hmm.
Let's go.
We're willing to cover all of that.
Oh.
I've just spoken with Art News, Art Forum, Art in
America, and they'll all communicate global press.
I'm definitely interested in the afterwards.
It's about financial compensation.
Thank you.
Thank you, everyone, for your interest and support.
We're looking forward to talking to you after performance.
What?
For dreams.
May I introduce Mr. Roman Roshnikov.
Mr. Roshnikov, welcome.
Your support for artists is well known.
As well as your impressively immeasurable collection.
This is my assistant, Leslie.
I've been telling Roman about your recent show in
New York, and he's so excited at this opportunity.
I'm sure you are, but I have to warn you, this new piece is not for everyone's taste.
I'm sure I'll be able to handle it, honey.
That is so funny.
Larry, Patricia, I can assure you definitively
that Mr. Roshnikov is the most deserving person of the five men's work.
Leslie, well, Mr. Roshnikov and the bad news
be quiet and you take mailing down to the store to see the new piece.
And if you... Yes, it's on your shelf in a case.
Okay, follow me.
Mr. Roshnikov?
The bad news.
I am, man speak.
So tell me.
What's with you, other mania?
What are you saying?
I can relate to these dealers.
I'm so tired.
I'm not my graduate here.
I enjoy it.
How your work comes from shadows, and places that most people find discomfort.
Mary doesn't always have a good eye for what it treats me.
But not this time.
As I said,
not yet.
What does the work mean?
Truth.
What is more important than the truth?
Trying to be allowing the world to see a part of me.
Didn't it have been made for years?
Which part?
What?
What the fuck happened?
What happened?
That bullshit pussy pussy.
Looks like you needed a fucking step ladder to choke our rocks.
Oh fuck off.
We're under for two bucks, isn't it crazy?
Figure it out.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
When I told everyone the background wanted a piece, they just snapped.
Oh, I knew money.
Congratulations.
How would you like to pay?
Oh, yes, of course.
There's been so much to it.
Oh, I'm so happy for you.
Rest assured the work will truly have a place of honor in our collection.
I'll throw in an advertisement and swipe a fucking card.
Thank you.
Be careful, you too.
So, how'd it go?
You were right.
He's the perfect man for the piece.
Yeah, he just about died for it.
Oh, maybe.
This is the piece, actually.
He wants you to ship the address on the label as soon as possible.
Like, right now.
Okay.
Where's Roman?
He said he wanted a party.
A dude's a party animal?
Yeah, that's something we're in the bathroom.
Tommy, I'm anxious.
Oh!
Oh, wait.
Um, get it.
I didn't think Vashana was feeling like Jimmy Buffett.
Well, most people would think he wouldn't like him.
But Vashana was an absurdist.
Couldn't have cradched him.
Yeah.
Grace freaks when she heard about her first museum show.
One out of four day raid.
I don't know how to afford a call, so just put them on a call for your interests.
There's an article in the paper about you do things.
You're in the art section now?
Actually, I was getting the obituary for your name when I ran across the car.
Congratulations, kid.
Looks like you pulled it off.
Well, well, well.
Everybody knows you got something on at a time.
Whatever it is, so good, his father had to
meet you a permanent resident of his walk here.
Please.
What is that?
And indoors.
For peace, I saw this nice, welded couple on the upper left side.
Always enchanted.
It's a unique piece.
Wouldn't it be kind, really?
Kind of like your fingerprints, Anton.
Do you have any idea what they're doing?
But Rushnikov and his bodyguard.
They found his boat flooring in the sea about 30 miles from Havana and nobody in it.
Coast guard says rough sea.
Cops got nobody.
They got no peace.
Too bad, Regent wasn't so lucky.
Hmm.
Waiting to subdue to.
Maybe you needed a mental health break.
Don't pull shit, don't pull shit.
How'd you pull it off?
Oh, and I'm kind of a big deal in the art world again.
So if anything should happen to me, you'll find I
have just as many rich and powerful friends as you do.
Any chops?
They're a bit dry.
Oh, God.
Ha, ha, ha, ha.
I got it.
Today we bring you a story involving a missing Russian billionaire.
Some people say his disappearance is art imitating life.
And others say it's life imitating murder.