Blowtorch Page #2

Your subscription is paid.

The bills are paid.

- Be Happy, mom. Smile. -Look, Mom.

They are brand new.

Mom, they can not get to be happy?

Have we not been through enough?

You know what? Throw that sh*t, then.

We may be depressed for life, if you want.

- Do You have something to sell?

- Do You Jack?

Hell. I thought I had gotten

rid of the damn drug dealers.

That's enough. I'm tired of this. Now

I'm f***ing tired of being nice.

F*** off! You are destroying the area!

- It Was for your father's

sake, Davey! -Hell!

Dave, was it good?

-I Do not understand, how did it happen? -

It is so swollen. He

probably should be X-rayed.

Davey.

Should you stop after a small stroke in

the back? It will not do. I took you in.

It was not such a brilliant idea I thought.

I do not want to sell that sh*t anymore.

We have a delivery to make.

Mom asks about the money.

You know how she snoops.

I may not be with you then she understood

that I stole fifth from her wallet.

You begged me, remember?

We do the damn delivery.

- What are you doing here? -Kollar

How tough he is without his stick.

No, we have to make peace. It

is one of our best places.

I do not know, his back still hurts.

- Okay. Let me handle this.

You, Dezzy. We just wanted

to say that you were right.

What we did was wrong. Sorry.

You did not have to beat us, you

could have talked to us. Okay?

But that is history now.

We forget everything.

- Have a beer.

- Look at that.

I told you that my way was best, Davey.

We do not want trouble.

'Now I want you to pull.

- When I'm done.

Okay.

Do as you want.

- I Forgot my cigarette lighter in a car.

We have cigarettes here.

No, I have a new package in the car.

Thanks anyway. I will shortly.

Davey, why do you work not instead?

There you will destroy the area.

I have a job, Dezy. -To Sell

sh*t in the park is not a job.

What do you sell sh*t here? Dad sat here for

20 years and pissed away everything he earned.

He was a good man. He took care of you,

your mother, your brother and your sister.

You did not live with him every day.

No, I did not, but...

Dave Willis. Ja, sir.

Yes, sir. I stay here. I'll wait here. Bye.

Hell.

- Mike Went out and fetched cigarettes.

- Cigaretter?

How many times must I explain?

I told you in there.

I want to hear it again.

I went out to the car. I had forgotten

my cigarettes there. I smoked one.

It must have been one hell of a cigarette.

Then I saw the guy come

springandes out of the bar.

Can you identify the guy? No,

he had a ski mask on him.

-And you? Do you know who the guy is? -No.

Do you think your friend here?

- Yes.

So?

So no one knows the mysterious masked man?

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