Pusher 2

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Let me tell you a story

so you'll understand.

The reason I'm here is because

I had a garage some years back.

Just like your old man.

Except the cars

didn't bring in the money.

We dealt dope out of there

in large quantities.

There was so much traffic

word got around.

Whenever you make a little cash

someone else always turns up

and wants a cut of the business.

One day, three guys turned up,

out of nowhere...

...and made it pretty clear,

they wanted a cut of my business.

I knew it would bleed me dry,

but didn't know what to do

so we set up

a meeting the next day.

My excuse was I had to talk to my

partner. That bought me a little time.

I still didn't know

what to do the next day.

When they rolled

into the courtyard in their car

all the plans in my head...

came crashing down.

I was overcome with fear.

It took total control.

So I emptied my clip towards the car.

Something had to be done.

I felt powerless, I guess.

And I'm not the greatest shot

in the world, that's for sure.

But one of the bullets

hit the gas tank.

At least that's what Forensics said.

As a result the car exploded

with the four people still inside.

The two in the back seat

died right away.

The two others...

I'll never forget.

The way they screamed...

Like pigs being tortured.

And then they died.

And they were the tough guys

I was so afraid of.

But in that instant, I realized

they were no different from me.

Not at all. They had just

conquered their fear,

like I learned to conquer my fear

right there.

And because I did that,

a message went out

saying:
"If you f*** with me,

I'll f*** you right back."

The way I see it...

that's a message

you haven't sent out yet.

Because you don't know

how to conquer your fear.

That's the only difference

between you and me.

Whether you like it or not.

I'll be out soon and I'll get a job.

Then we'll work it out.

You don't get it, do you?

The fact is you owe me 400,

and that's including all your favors.

But since your old man is the Duke

we'll work something out.

Because if that wasn't the case,

one thing's for sure...

A guy like you would have

to cough up right away.

What do you want me to say?

Stop moving around.

Tell me what you have in mind.

I forgot my plan. Help me out.

If you can't come up with a plan,

I'll give you one.

- Here comes Mr. T.

- F***, yes.

- No more peace and quiet.

- Yup. What's up?

Hey, there, you big...

- When are you off?

- At four.

- What's up, uncle?

- I'll be damned.

- Is it the Queen's birthday?

- You bet.

- How was it on the inside?

- All right.

Saw a lot of German porn

with anal sucking.

- That's it for now?

- I think so.

- Is the Duke in?

- Out back.

- I see you didn't work out much.

- Shut the f*** up.

- Nice bag.

- Go blow yourself.

- How are you doing, Dad?

- Did you break out?

No, no... everything's cool.

I bet.

- Did you make new friends this time?

- I got this.

- New friends?

- Nope.

What are you doing here?

Just wanted to see

how things were going.

Good. And what else?

And I'm looking for work. I wanted

to give you the first crack at me.

At what?

- How much do you owe?

- Nothing.

Remember to lock up.

The last time you said that

it cost me 1350.

I'll ask you again.

Are you in debt?

I always owe a little.

Then you're not welcome.

Here, that's all you get.

Relax! I'm on top of this.

Dad! I'm fully re- established

and everything.

You mean "rehabilitated".

Sure, if you say so.

- Let me see your arms.

- What?

- I said, let me see your arms.

- Why?

Just to see if you have...

...chickenpox.

- Who the f*** locked my car?

- No idea.

- Where are the keys?

- Over there.

- Are these them?

- No.

Tonny wants in.

We have to deliver some cars soon.

- I'm definitely in.

- Settle down, Pinocchio.

- If it works out, we'll talk about it.

- Perfect. I'm on it.

Yeah. And what else?

Don't you want a piece of that?

You must be hungry for it.

I need a serious blowj*b.

See ya.

- You all right?

- Relax, everything's fine.

What's with the Hobbit dick?

What's going on?

You ready?

- Are you all right?

- Yes! Come on, he's ready for you.

- Help me out, girls. Do something.

- What?

Play with each other or something.

Like lesbians.

Suck on this.

- Forget it.

- What?

Use your head.

Go f*** a horse instead.

- Say something to each other.

- What?

Play with each other

or say you want to eat her p*ssy.

- I want to eat your p*ssy.

- Yes, Mummy.

His cock is really hard...

and my p*ssy is so wet.

- I love it when he fucks me.

- What do you like best?

- What do you mean?

- Front or behind?

I don't know.

Riding, just ride.

And stop the "Mummy" sh*t.

Mummy, your tits are so great.

Oh, Mummy.

Feel my tits and lick my hole.

It feels great.

- Shut up, you're interrupting!

- I'm f***ing paying for this.

Keep on going.

Shut up with

the f***ing "Mummy" sh*t!

I mean it.

Stop being a smart- arse.

Wake up!

Get up, super cock. Those lily- white

pussies are waiting for you.

What's wrong with you?!

Come on, give me a quickie.

- What?

- Get over here.

- Not without a rubber.

- A quickie.

- No!

- Come on. What's wrong?

F*** it.

That's more like it.

Are you ready for it?

- I can't do it. It's too limp.

- Is it?

You can't put it on like that.

Come here.

- Suck a little... Just five seconds.

- No.

- Help me out. Just five seconds.

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