Mr. Wagner, no one enjoys your company more than I do.

Well, I can supply you with the names

of a couple of gals who might give you

a run for your money on that.

But I appreciate the sentiment.

However, the sheikh would prefer,

and frankly, is in the habit of sitting

with the decision maker--

with Mr. Axelrod.

Think of me as that decision maker.

I speak for him.

Regardless, the sheikh will not see the value

in paying above market.

Two and 20 is standard.

Was standard-- not for an investment the size of ours.

It doesn't matter if it's a swoll

as Dirk Diggler on his first night with Roller Girl.

This is one of those rare cases where

size doesn't actually matter.

You know how the price of admission for women

into your fine country is that they

cover their tah-tahs and donut?

Well, our version of that is two and 20.

We won't stone you if you refuse,

but we will kick you out of our fund.

Are you comparing your fee structure,

by way of several vulgarisms, to our religion?

To Bobby Axelrod, fees are religion, and money is his god.

This makes him the perfect shepherd

for you in the material world.

And at least when you pray to his god,

you get another fucking Bentley out of it.

Look, we both know, in seven to 20 years,

when everything runs electric, you'll all be back

to herding goats over there.

So you might want to get me in front of your boss.

Sadly, that will never happen if two

and 20 is your sticking point.

Now, if you're willing to--

Don't even fucking think of dictating the fees, Farhad.

This is getting heated, which, between friends, is not right.

Now, let's all cool off, pick this up tomorrow.

In the meanwhile, I am hopeful that, in the spirit

of friendship, our nighttime plans remain on.

On like Chaka Khan.

Chaka Khan?

Chaka Khan.

Chaka Khan, let me rock you.

Let me rock you, Chaka Khan.

Let me rock you.

That's all I want to do.