thirty days to clean the system
That Pemulis, without self-abasement or concession of anything compromising, got the guy to give us thirty days—the Fundraiser, the WhataBurger, Thanksgiving Break, then Pemulis, Axford and I pee like racehorses into whatever-sized receptacles he wants, is the arrangement we made.
Context
The E.T.A. drug economy's defensive mechanics laid out as pure logistics and bravado, before the scene next door detonates what it's really for: a thirty-day grace period wrung from the test official so the system can be flushed clean, narrated here as a caper Hal is almost proud of. The arrangement reads as gamesmanship; only in the next conversation does it resolve into the timetable of a withdrawal.