New Kids Nitro Page #3

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No c*nt, not valve pliers,

a spark plug wrench. How hard can it be?

Thas an ashtray.

Sorry.

You know what? No big deal, dude.

I know is hard for you,

because you're a spastic.

Thas not your fault.

Homo.

Les take it for a test run.

Good nitro, or what?

Did you do that?

- No.

You didn't do that?

Adrie, did you do that?

- Yes.

Goddammit, Adrie.

That car is brand new.

Do you know how much it costs?

A lot.

We will deduct it from

your salary. Just so you know.

Industrial park Schijndel

Are you ready?

To never see Maaskantje again?

Of course I'm ready.

You know what? That ugly Manta

will be mine anyway.

Hey, Deborah.

Wasted whore.

Les race!

Ready.

He thinks is nice.

Nice.

Woensel! Shopping Mall,

Woensel biatch!

Woensel! Woensel biatch!

Woensel! For real.

Woensel soldiers.

True soldiers.

Woensel! Shopping Mall!

Good evening.

Nice weather, huh?

- If thas your thing.

Whas that?

Homemade bed of nails, dude.

Oh, homemade.

- Yes.

Nice.

Could you pick it up for me?

Is hard for me to reach down.

You see?

You can't drive.

You don't need to anyway,

because your car is gone. Keys.

Fuckface, thas cheating.

That sucks, doesn't it?

Keys!

Homo.

He just hands over the keys. P*ssy.

I'm taking your car,

ugly shower cap.

We'll see you in Maaskantje.

F***.

Goddammit, Adrie.

- Sorry.

Can't I just take the new one?

- What do you think?

Moron.

- Yes, but...

Don't touch that car.

From now on you'll walk on patrol.

At least try to get some useful

information from your informant.

Goddammit mom, you need to

take your pills.

For Chriss sake.

I was only gone for a little while.

I feel all weak. F***ing mess.

What would I do without you, Ries?

- Well...

That filthy c*nt Dave.

My car gone again.

For Chriss sake.

I think he has a plan.

Deborah.

You work here?

You want Schult beer?

Such a coincidence.

His ex had the same job.

Also at the cash register.

Such a filthy whore.

But she's dead now.

I'm sure you'd like another one?

Miss Universe.

You must have room for another one?

In your face.

I'm trashed, dude.

Where am I from?

- Maaskantje.

Who fucks you from behind?

- Richard from Maaskantje.

F*** me harder, Ries.

F*** me.

Is that you?

Deborah from Schijndel wants semen.

Give it to me Richard from Maaskantje.

Give it to me!

Sorry.

This is the New Kids snack bar.

Hi. We would like three

Knoeperts with turbo sauce.

We also want a Ricky Martin.

Thas a sausage with satay sauce.

A dick with sh*t.

Goddammit.

You're puking all over the glass

with your filthy mouth. Get out!

We can't help it.

In Friesland everybody got sick.

But it will pass.

- What?

I don't get it.

- Everybody in Friesland is sick and...

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