Gigante Page #2

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but is there any chance?

Can I go out for a smoke?

- No.

- No?

There's no way

to work something out?

- No, no way.

- No?

Look...

Move aside a bit.

- 140 for both.

- 140 for both?

Yes, 140.

I'll talk with her and

maybe we'll come back.

Okay.

Stamp?

- Hello.

- Hello, how are you?

- Can you get by?

- Yeah.

Move it over a bit.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Playing soccer tomorrow?

- No, I can't.

Can you pass the salt, Jara?

Can you put it down?

It's bad luck if you hand it to me.

Thanks.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Can I help you?

- No, thanks, just looking.

- Let me know if you need anything.

- Thanks.

Bummer.

What the hell happened, Jara?

- I'll take care of it.

- And where was l, sleeping?

Hang on. I'll wash my face

and we'll figure it out.

I have no choice,

I have to suspend you.

There's a bathroom

in the control room, Jara.

Yes?

A pizza, mozzarella

and a fain. And a beer.

No! No!

That wasn't a foul.

And now they yellow card him!

Larrionda is full of sh*t.

He's pissed off.

What a bastard.

It's no use.

Totally one-sided.

- Hey man, got any money?

- Huh?

- Just a coin.

- I have nothing.

Seriously.

I just came from work,

I don't have money.

Just a little money, man.

- Seriously. I don't have anything.

- Give us some money, man.

- Some money, I said.

- I just came from work.

Don't touch me,

I have nothing.

Take my cell phone.

Leave me alone.

- That's it.

- Give me some money.

Here, that's it.

Leave me alone.

Are you sure you don't want

to get your hand checked?

No, it's fine.

Really.

Where did you meet that girl?

Julia? Chatting, on the internet.

- Who won this game?

- No idea.

- Progreso won.

- Progreso, really?

Will you meet Julia again?

Rampla got robbed

three penalty kicks.

- Three penalty kicks?

- Yeah, they screwed them again.

What a rip-off.

I'm starving...

I didn't eat dinner.

This first date stuff makes me nervous.

Maybe it doesn't show, but...

I don't know...

- Have you ever done it?

- No.

I don't recommend it.

You imagine what it will be like,

and so does the other person.

You build it up,

and when you meet

it's totally different.

I was nervous all day.

I could barely work.

It's not the first time.

I've tried before,

and I can't get used to it.

I just can't.

Are you going out again?

Probably not.

I don't think she liked me.

They're looking

for someone perfect...

Are you sure?

- About what?

- That she didn't like you.

Yeah.

Maybe she's not my type either.

Why not?

She's kind of...

kind of weird, strange, you know?

She likes the beaches here.

Here, in Montevideo.

Now if you said Lagomar, Solymar...

Maybe because she's from the country.

Beaches here suck.

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