Jebiga Page #2

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Got an amazing memory, see?

Buy a dictaphone, grow a bit

of beard, I'm not gonna

take around some kid.

You look like a scouts' journalist.

Bye, see you tomorrow. -OK.

Hey, Frida's got an incredibly

cute new hairdresser.

I know, small, big tits,

Dejan's girlfriend.

Who's Dejan?

- A bloke. Loads of money.

His dad handles

his business. Tightwad.

Will you show him to me?

- Mhm, as soon as he's here.

He comes round sometimes.

We really got wasted last night.

- And we'll do it again.

What d'you want?

- Cold beer. What's up?

The boss went on holiday

and said no credit.

Eveybody's giving me a hard time.

- What eveybody? I can't see no one.

We had a fight out the back.

Nobody gets nothing,

no credit, and that's final

no exceptions, the boss said.

Oh yeah, this guy's been

looking for you all day.

Look, dicky, dicky, dictaphone.

We can start.

You know how much it costs?

Good thing I've got a dad.

Put it on credit. -I'm telling

you, no more credit.

You told me too late.

Alas, I'm broke.

Yeah. -Hi. Did you arrange it

with the kid?

First have a word with

the waiter about the money.

He just cut off my credit.

Why don't you pay him, man,

if he did what he had to do?

F***ing boss arseholes.

- Thanks. -Don't mention it.

Did you hear that?

You have to pay. What is it?

Go and take a photo

of a kids' playground.

Motherhood, dog sh*t

or needles in a sandpit?

No. Kids playing,

the usual, kitsch.

When do you want them?

- It's urgent.

Yeah, when isn't it?

What is it?

You don't look too happy.

We're boycotting.

- They introduced fascism.

The boss said no credit.

The boss said no credit,

the boss said no credit.

F*** you.

Hey, you got anything?

- No, otherwise I'd give you some.

I've just started working,

right?

So, do you think after

you've been working for a while,

you'll have some, or what?

- I'm gonna change the world.

Or I'll be a star.

We'd better go.

That's the last beer

I'll get on credit.

So can I drink it in peace?

Please?

Hey, give us a swig;

it's so hot.

It's boring; if there was

some paedophile jerking off,

we could at least take a picture.

Can you imagine the headline:

Dick Watches Children.

Would that be over the top?

Do you want to go home?

But you could censor it, so it

wouldn't be too outrageous.

Those black strips,

you know.

It's so hot.

- It's not that bad.

When I get a car

I'll have air-conditioning.

Why don't you have air-conditioning?

- Why don't you have a car?

Slow down, will you?

- I can't; they're following us.

What, who? -I don't know.

Montenegrin mafia.

They heard you're

looking for an interview.

Are you pulling my plonker?

I see, that's your style.

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