The Heritage of the Godmother Page #2

from this chewing-gum.

This is worse than an audit.

They've got guns.

We should call a couple more guys

with heavy guns.

Let's not take any chances.

Are you scared, Manase ?

No, but if they have guns

it's the end of story !

Wait ! Let's see how many

guys they have.

Help us, God !

l'm alive.

l'm alive !

l wonder who that guy is...

- Her lover.

- Right...

l wonder who that guy is.

- They're still there ?

- Yes.

- Where do you think you're going ?

- l've got some business.

You've got no business here...

Get him !

Why are you hitting me ?

You're such an idiot !

Get him !

Hit him !

- l've got him !

- lt's me ! Are you crazy ?

Get up !

They're letting him have it.

He's getting smacked down.

- Why do they beat him up like that ?

- Go ask them, if you dare.

Goons from Moldova.

They're cheap and mean.

They'll slice him up

and hide him in the basement.

He's banged up.

Let's get to work.

- Let's stop those two.

- Look at their guns !

Police ! Drop your weapons !

- My gun fired accidentally.

- What did l tell you, idiot ?

Come on, stand up !

Shitty guns !

He hit me in the head

with a gun !

Look at all the blood !

l'm good at throwing things,

did you see that ?

- Did you get him ?

- l got him.

The cops !

- Let's go, Manase !

- They cracked my skull !

The cops are coming !

We're the cops, you a**hole !

We're not paid enough

for this.

Good evening.

She wants us to stay

till morning.

Don't fall asleep.

l'm cold.

Let's get up

and get the blood pumping.

Good girl !

Now imagine we're in a garden,

on a warm summer day.

We're patrolling the garden,

like officer Bumbescu.

- Can we listen to music ?

- Yes. Music !

l don't understand what he's saying.

When he's mad,

he speaks his language.

Mafia ? What do you mean ?

You're a cop, idiot.

l'm in, too.

F*** my cop pay.

- Nobody's gonna hire us anyway.

- You think ?

- Are we in ?

- We're in.

- l don't have any ideas. Do you ?

- l've got no idea.

Tell her about the madman

at Cernica.

He's at Cernica.

The priest hit you really hard.

Does it hurt ?

- Leave me alone.

- Let me give you a kiss.

- Shut up !

- The pain will go away with a kiss.

What the hell are they doing ?

Spanu will be shocked

to see this.

He says he's thinking.

Police ! Put down your weapons !

Put down your weapons !

Put your weapons down !

Police ! Put your weapons down !

- She's nutty like a fruitcake.

- She's American, what do you expect ?

- To your left !

- Get him !

lt's the real deal.

She really scared him.

Did you see his face

when they started shooting ?

Princesses always win, right ?

Right. Let's see

how the story ends.

lsn't it over ?

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