Renegades Page #2

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Gentlemen, start your livers.

Already done.

Oh, oh, Nine o' clock,

nine o' clock.

Gorgeous!

Ah... Lara!

Lara, Lara, Lara!

I got a question for you, Lara.

Of all the guys sitting here,

and I am including myself in these...

degenerates.

Which one of us seems most

likely to succeed... with you?

How do you say "not you"?

- Shot down.

- Ice cold!

And how do I say "she's perfect"?

There you go, guys.

This one is on me.

Hey Peter, listen, your waitress, Lara.

What's the deal with her?

She's beautiful, no?

Yes, she is beautiful, but she's

unreceptive to my charms.

Well, she's real deal.

A local girl with morals.

Oh, morals. Well, that will put

her way out of your league.

And now I wanna know, why you are

laughing. Cause you're not even trying.

Ben, that's because I don't try.

You should try it.

Which way are we going?

Getting a kebab?

- No, I'm full.

- Really?

Yeah, I might take a walk.

Keep your eye out for Petrovich's guys.

He is sore a loser.

See you bud.

My most likely to succeed.

Is my man hungry?

No, your man is

happy right where he is.

I've been thinking...

I want you to come home

with me when we are done here.

Why do you want me to

bring me to your home?

Because I love you.

And because...

You've changed me.

My future is here.

- I can not leave my country.

- Now, Lara, it's a mess out there.

Would you run away these terrible things

were happening in Bakers town?

Bakersfield.

No. No, I wouldn't.

Some weeks ago I

started a foundation.

And yesterday, I got official papers.

Now I can raise money

for what my country needs.

It's an opportunity.

- You want to know the name?

- Sure.

It's the Lara Civic Foundation

for rebuilt and better Bosnia Herzegovina.

That's a long title.

- I deserved that.

- Hmm, you do.

You really are soft.

Yes, I am.

Cowboy.

- What is this?

- Smells good.

Get out now.

Yes, we will be leaving.

As soon as you give us the bar.

Give it up, Lara.

I will not ask for it again.

You went too far Milenko.

Bringing these animals into my house.

- Give it to us or we'll find it!

- Go to hell!

Get out! Out!

Hey... What's going on here?

Don't mess with us, American.

We don't fight nice here.

That's okay.

Neither do I.

Friends?

Look at this fool...

Now she gives us

what we came for,

or your brain makes a pretty

picture right here on the floor.

- Don't say anything, Lara.

- It's not here.

I'll show you where it is.

Just don't hurt him.

He knows nothing about it.

That's my girl.

Told you you should have gone

get a kebab.

They are really good.

This one is mine.

- How long have you known?

- What? About you two?

All time.

You have not been very subtle.

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