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if you could control yourself.

Three adults in a small room

at a luxury hotel.

You have got us noticed!

With murderers in heels,

then you are discreet. Mon hiding.

Mon shouts not up

in the hotel lobby.

- Which side do you want?

- What?

No. I keep watch.

Tony.

- You sleep with her.

- So we say it.

Please respect my zone.

It is here... is my area.

- It'll be fun.

- Find a different tone, young lady.

Pipe had a different sound in the past.

I pleaded not you.

- I begged not.

- To offer a guy 30,000...

- ... is unlikely to play expensive.

- Unbelievable. I just met you...

... but it would take me several days,

take note of everything I hate about you.

- Will you not?

- No. I need a little rest.

I'm at the bar.

Let it not be long.

One thing. Did I hear you say

that she pay you?

- Yes.

- I have no money.

Do not worry. I apply to you free.

In fact...

You can help me,

to look after her.

So I'm your assistant?

Pupil.

Tony, you're a fine young man.

That was all.

There you are. I wondered

me about what I did.

I apologize for before.

I was...

... uncomfortable and...

... and hostile.

That is how I usually do not.

I was aggressive and annoying.

And... so I am very often.

- No, you can be a pleasure.

- Really? When?

- I can not just come up with something.

- Although. Thank you.

Right now you... a pleasure.

- You is not listening.

- Yes.

- What did you say?

- That you were a pleasure for 7-8 sec.

- You beglor bartender.

- Yes. He likes me.

Bother you? Why?

Do you like me?

- It's a simple question.

- Of course not.

That was what I thought.

Is it because you like him?

No. I just want you to

to listen when we talk together.

That's me if you are in

with the entire hotel.

- It does not concern me.

- You are incredible.

Hello.

A large Glenfiddich.

And a cognac and a belvedere.

And one tequila, two small red wine

and some peanuts.

- It is surely not only to you?

- No, tequila is for you.

My father pays.

How much you weigh?

You know what, Mike?

You're the only one with reality-

sensation in all this.

The only.

- It's not my fault.

- Not so?

You said we should not hire more

an assassin. The fact that Barney was enough.

Now I have only one bodyguard.

An incompetent and bold one.

Stop tremble.

Stop it!

Why you tremble?

Do you think I am mad at you?

Do you think I hit you?

It's funny. The truth is -

- To me tonight

is more than anger to tears.

You must understand,

that we have lost her?

Vixen has gone underground.

Our chances of finding her

is almost nil.

Tonight I am sad.

You are also sad.

I do not care about

sad people. Go into the bathroom.

Just keep away.

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