Nordvest Page #2

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- Gin and tonic.

The whole room heard that.

It's for you.

Andy, you got any cash?

- What for?

- For shots.

- I don't think so.

- Jeez, that's so lame.

- I've got twenty.

- Give it.

Don't do it. Why the hell

is he hustling your kid brother?

Don't be so cross, baby.

- I just wanna hold your hand.

- I don't wanna hold hands right now.

- Clean up your sh*t.

- Back off.

Who the hell are you

telling to back off? Huh?

I'm moving it! Back off.

I'm moving it, okay?

Move your sh*t. B*tch.

I'm getting us some drinks.

- Are you buying?

- Well, you sure as hell aren't.

Two Jack and coke.

I'm buying next time.

I'm just kinda broke today.

It's all right.

Cheers.

Honey Five glasses

for that table, please.

- Five glasses.

- Great. Thanks.

I need to take a leak.

- Whassup, Jamal.

- Whassup.

- Are we gonna do business soon?

- Sure. Swing the goods by the store.

- Wanna borrow the car'?

- I've got a better idea.

I've got clients looking for

some expensive sh*t.

We deliver it to 'em directly so you

won't have to have it lying around.

We Split it 50-50.

Forget it, Casper.

'Cause I'm not an Arab?

Look here, Casper.

You're a burglar and a good one.

You should stick with that.

Casper!

They've got your brother!

- What'?

- Ali is beating your brother!

Ali!

F*** him up!

You f***ing dog!

Leave me alone! That's my watch!

What are you looking at'?

You want some, too?

F***ing b*tch!

- Are you all right?

- Yeah. Sure.

F*** 'em.

Casper, look at me.

- Leave me alone.

- Look at me.

- What happened?

- Piss off, lrem.

Hey, they've got a dog.

He's cute.

Take this.

- Come on.

- Let's bring the dog.

I want the dog.

Leave him alone.

- We're going upstairs.

- This dog's crazy.

There's the Artichoke.

Here's the stereo. Robin, focus.

Get a grip, man.

Damn, these people are loaded.

Does it come off?

Sure.

Careful with it. Don't scratch it.

I won't.

- You got it?

- Yeah.

Why does money

make my heart sing?

Gimme bling bling

and those material things

Beating for her

Why does money

make my heart sing?

Gimme bling bling

and those material things

But your heart should

be beating for her

Your heart should

be beating for her

P*ssy before paper.

Paper before p*ssy.

Or do you want p*ssy on your paper?

Or you can

spend your paper on p*ssy.

You're a p*ssy.

Where are you going?

Go down to the store.

- Go to the store.

- I'm done with that sh*t.

You're the one talking sh*t

about Jamal all the time.

- You wanna deal with those bikers?

- I'm going to 1O Dommer Street.

You must be crazy

driving down there in Jamal's car.

You wanna let Jamal pay you a measly

grand for hifi and an Artichoke?

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