Nine Queens Page #2

I promise, auntie.

We'll have a coffee together.

Look, I don't want

to leave the car alone.

My friend's staying here,

give him the money.

Don't worry.

I'm coming down.

Your friend can be trusted?

She gave me a hundred.

- Nice old lady.

- She sends her love to your mother.

I'd have to go to the cemetery,

too much trouble.

And she gave me this

to give back to her.

- Why didn't you keep it?

- I'm not a crook.

- What is it?

- Nothing.

- You want the ring?

- No, it's not that.

- What is it?

- The old lady...

Let me get this straight:

gas station clerks, it's okay...

trusting old ladies, never.

It's not that. She told me

I looked like her grandson.

Give her back the money

and set up a grocery store.

What's wrong with you?

How can you work the streets

with such a conscience?

- That's my problem.

- No, that's our problem. For today.

Hang on. Since we are here...

Go in, order a coffee...

pay with this, and get out.

You don't know me.

I need money.

That's original.

No, I need money, now...

Lots of it.

That's why I'm on the streets.

You feel ambitious today?

No, it's my father.

I'm gathering money for him.

- How much?

- A lot.

Come on, how much?

Seventy grand.

Holy sh*t!

What is it with your father?

- He's in trouble.

- And you solve your dad's problems?

Yes, we get along fine.

He taught me the tricks for working.

When I was a kid, as a game.

- "Mosqueta", "Toco Mocho"...

- The basics...

Then something happened,

I don't know what.

He regretted having taught me.

He said it was wrong.

He told me not to screw up

my life like he had screwed his.

He told me to do

something else. Anything.

I did as he said.

I did something.

- And it didn't work.

- Everything I did was a failure.

What did you say when asked

what you wanted to be?

- Left wing.

- I wanted to be an accomplice.

I heard it a lot at home...

and what can you do

for a living with such a vocation?

Minister?

Now that my Dad needs

the money the only way...

to get it is to use

the tricks he taught me.

I try hard to remember each phrase,

and each flick of the hands.

I sold my apartment to start...

an import business that

didn't even get off the ground.

Well, the 7 0 grand is still there,

like the carrot...

I'm an a**hole, the 50 grand

I scraped are good for nothing.

You were saying?

- My change, please. I've got to go.

- What change, Sir?

The change for the $1 00

I gave you ten minutes ago.

- No, you gave me nothing.

- Come on, I'm in a hurry.

- You didn't pay me.

- Are you serving too many tables?

Shall I help you? Manager!

- You didn't pay. Don't shout.

- Don't tell me what to do.

- Manager!

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