Pusher 2 Page #2

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- Not without a rubber.

All right, I'm outta here.

You missed out

on the King of C*cks.

See ya.

- Hey! Is the Duke in?

- The crew is at the whore- house.

I waited for you at the whore- house.

At Kurt's.

- I split.

- I talked to the girls. What's up?

- They said you couldn't get it up.

- F*** you. I got a car for the Duke.

- Try getting this up.

- Hope it's bigger than your cock.

What do you know, a Ferrari.

What do you expect us

to do with that?

We'll paint it blue

and make bicycles out of it.

- It's probably reported missing.

- No sh*t. Any ideas?

There's a chip in cars like these.

Don't you wanna make some money?

You should be glad I came.

- You're so f***in' dumb.

- Get the Duke.

Get that car outta here

before he gets back.

What?!

- Relax, give him a call.

- You think so?

Are you collecting scars or what?

Shut the gate.

- It's your ass, man.

- Yeah, right.

- What the hell are you doing?

- What do you mean?

This car's useless to us.

What are we supposed

to do with it?

Who wants a car like this, right?

Don't hog it. You got more?

That's not what I mean.

- You got more?

- No.

Man, you've lost it.

You know how difficult it was?

- Did you call him?

- He's on his way.

I hope you know

what you're doing.

I totally rule!

Hey, Valdemar.

Remember me? Tonny?

We've got the same dad.

Go upstairs with Red.

Daddy will be there soon.

Take him upstairs.

Come on, buddy.

Don't trip on the stairs.

I got something for you.

Take it easy.

What?

What?

You f***ing imbecile!

What the hell were you thinking?

Huh?

Get the car outta here!

And you better hurry.

- Relax, would you?

- You want the cops to find it here?

- I just wanted to...

- What?

You're such a f***- up.

You don't steal a Ferrari

unless an order has come in.

It's just a gift.

I'm not involved in this.

- You sure?

- Yes, I just got here.

Get that car outta here.

Right now.

It's just a gift.

Stop that sh*t.

What's up?

What's up?

- When is he coming?

- He's tanning. He'll be right down.

Did you speak to Charlotte?

No... Charlotte who?

- I think you know.

- Nope.

Can you lend me some money?

You sure?

Yes!

Don't smoke in here.

Relax. You're in a good mood.

- My friend, Charlotte.

- Oh, OK.

What about her?

- Is it yours?

- My what?

Is it your kid?

So you haven't spoken to Charlotte.

- She had a kid, she says it's yours.

- It's not.

Look, she's my best friend.

And she says it's yours.

We made a list of all

the men she's f***ed.

They either came on her stomach

or she blew them.

Except for you.

She said, you didn't pull out

when she told you to.

- She's not on the pill, a**hole.

- She's not?

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