Mr. Pig Page #3

You had your eye on Brianda, remember?

Yeah, no, Brianda, I mean,

she was this young singer.

Brianda was flirting with him

in front of the whole palenque.

I mean, everybody was there.

And my dad,

he was trying to save his ass, right?

So, he keeps telling Ambrose,

"Hey, no, Brianda is the mistress of

- "the presidente municipal..."

- No, no.

Brianda was your father's mistress.

But because your mother,

God rest her soul, was there,

he came up with

this presidente mistress story.

What did you do? What happened?

She came back to the hotel with me.

Did you know about this?

Calayo was really mad at me.

We didn't talk for a year.

Eventually, we made up.

I'm going to sleep.

Good night.

You make yourself at home.

- I gotta go.

- Night-night.

Good night, Ambrose.

Night-night.

Chila.

It's done. I got the money.

Yeah, this kid held his word.

I'll get there on Thursday.

Call Brianda, and Ermilo, and everybody.

We're gonna have one last party

like in the day.

Before I leave,

can I say goodbye to my hog?

Of course.

These are the big boys.

This is where Howie is gonna live.

Antibiotics?

Without them,

they will get sick in a minute.

Because this is not

the right way to raise them!

- This is the future...

- No, it's not!

Ambrose.

Ambrose!

Calm down, Ambrose.

Come on, Ambrose!

PROPER:

WORK ATTIRE REQUIRED

He says they can't get it out of

the truck. The pig is being difficult.

Tell him to use the stick, damn it.

They aren't rookies.

Use the stick. You are acting

like rookies, dumbasses.

I told them to quarantine it.

The old man wants to see it,

and we have to give him the truck back.

It's urgent that you quarantine it.

Hello.

Where's my hog?

Is Payo here?

Hey, Ambrose, my friend.

How was your shower?

Are you feeling better?

I need to see my hog.

Your hog?

Where is he?

Give me a second.

Hey, hey, hey, stop it!

Hey, stop it!

Stop it, hey, give me this.

Come here. Come on.

It's all right, Howie.

It's my fault. Come on.

So...

You wanna know how it feels?

- You like it?

- Calm down.

You like it?

Calm down. Get away or I will f*** you up!

I am going to f*** you up! Help me, man!

You want some of it, too?

You wanna feel how it feels?

Hey, you want some of this?

Calm down, man. Let's talk about this.

No, no, this is wrong!

Ambrose, that's the way it's done now.

Okay? Just, let's talk about it.

That's bullshit, man! It's bullshit!

The deal is off.

- What?

- Yeah, the f***ing deal is off.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

'Cause nobody here is gonna pay you

$50,000 for that hog, okay?

I was just doing you a favor

because of my dad!

Yeah. I don't need your damn money.

And I don't need any favors

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