Get The Gringo Page #2

- I'm special.

Yeah! How ya special?

Most Gringos are in worse shape

after a few days in El Pueblito.

- Some vacation, huh?

- I bet you'd like one of these.

- Oh! Would I!

- Oh, yeah!

Well, your...your file doesn't have a name,

do you have a name?

Yes, Richard Johnson.

Dick Johnson, huh?

It's unfortunate.

Anybody I can contact for you, Dick?

Wife, sweetheart,

- No!

- boyfriend?

- No.

- I didn't think so.

Says here you were caught buying valium in

a drugstore downtown without a prescription.

That doesn't quite fit...

What're you doing in here?

You're right, it doesn't fit, that is bullshit.

They're making this up!

Two cops gotta hold of me...

they rolled me and then I ended up in here.

- You gotta get me outta here.

- Just misunderstood, huh?

Yes! That's right.

You don't have any fingerprints.

A guy who burns off his fingerprints

is a career man, even I know that much.

- Are you gonna get me out of here or not?

- Seems to me somebody's trying to bury you in here.

No sh*t. Sherlock!

What do YOU want?

I mean, maybe I can help YOU?

Like I said, I can't help you without any

information...You're not giving me any information!

You spring me outta here, I'll give you plenty!

You know, it's...it's a lot easier to end

up dead in here, than to survive ...

A Gringo without money in

a South-of-the-Border jail.

Nah! It's not so bad...you know.

At least it's a shithole.

All right! You're not gonna tell me.

That's all right! That's fine! I can respect that!

But I will find the truth out for myself, ya know.

I know even a blind pig

has to find and acorn now and then.

You called me fat.

Be careful, My Friend, you'll hurt my feelings.

Let me tell you somethin'.

There's a little, skinny guy inside o' me.

And you know what that guys is sayin?

He's sayin' somethin' stinks about you.

And I'm gonna find out what it is.

- Nice meeting you.

- You, too, thanks for coming by.

- Yeah, don't sweat too much.

- Aw, I never do.

The Ugly American...I thought

it was me until he turned up.

I didn't like him

sniffin' around my business.

- Hey! You speak English?

- Yeah!

I'm looking for a place to live

and you look like the guy that knows.

Real estate is a high commodity.

What you're looking for?

Nothing special.

Here we are!

Nothing special! There is a common

bathroom for ten on the south side

TV and cable are additional if you want it.

Fan, blanket and towel are complimentary.

Welcome.

Perfect!

Well, this must be Cell Block A.

Gives a whole new meain' to doin' "Hard Time".

A special wing for special inmates.

I guess you had to know someone to get in.

What the F*** are you looking at?

F***!

Okay, so escaping is frowned upon.

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