Strange days are afoot in Atlantic City.
If you were any smarter...you'd still be a moron. Fade in on an overhead shot of a lot of booze. Jimmy drones that you can barely move and he's with Mickey the Roach, expositing that it's McCoy's confiscated liquor. They chat about nothing except for Jimmy to show some hubris, assuming they'll be the biggest distributors in the northeast by the end of the year. Jimmy leaves with Richard and we ...