25th Hour Page #4

- About what, Nat?

- How you're feeling.

How do you think I'm feeling?

I don't like to assume.

- Well, good. Don't.

- What do you want?

I want to be like that girl in

the X-Men, who walks through walls.

Go on.

If I can't do that, I don't know,

boom, one shot to the head.

Problem solved.

- Don't joke about that.

- Who says I'm joking?

What are we doing tonight?

Before you kill yourself.

Uncle Nikolai's throwing me

a party down at Bridge.

Figured we'd all head down there.

Come on. I have to go.

I got no choice.

Might as well try to have fun.

- Isn't it over with those guys?

- Yeah, it's almost over.

It's never really over

with these guys, but...

That's a nasty habit you have,

you know that?

Come take a bath with me.

No, not right now.

Go on. Go ahead.

You can't see me being a father?

No. I can see you

fathering children.

- I couldn't see you raising any.

- I won't raise my own "chalupas"?

I'll raise my own chalupas.

We're definitely not having kids

if you call them chalupas.

I think we would have very, ...

...very beautiful babies.

- Show me that.

- What? No, no, no.

I can't believe you did that.

I can't believe... Why?

You've lived in the States

all your life.

You've been to Puerto Rico twice,

on vacation.

I'm very proud of my heritage.

Yeah, but... What does that mean?

What, so I should get

an Irish flag tattooed on my ass?

There's not enough room

on your skinny white flat ass.

Well, between you and me,

the kids should be just about right.

Kids? We're not having any.

It's probably your mother.

Coming!

Doyle, cut it out.

Kostya, you have

the worst timing ever...

Sorry to bother you, ma'am.

Is Montgomery Brogan in?

Monty?

Monty!

- Montgomery Brogan?

- Yeah, that's me.

- Agent Flood, Drug Enforcement.

- I can see that. What is this?

We've got a warrant

to search your apartment.

Are you serious? Go ahead.

- Easy, Doyle.

- I see no tags on that dog.

- Inside he doesn't need tags.

- I could have the pound take him.

Seen too many men

bit by these mean bastards.

Doyle! C'mon.

Sit.

You mind if I have a seat?

No. Be my guest.

Ms Riviera?

That's your name, right?

I need you to stay right here, ma'am.

Can't have you sneaking around.

This sofa's not very comfortable.

Maybe it's your posture.

Posture's very important.

No, it's this Castro convertible.

It's very uncomfortable.

It's kinda lumpy.

I just don't understand it.

It looks like such a nice sofa.

How much did you pay

for this sofa, Ms Riviera?

- Maybe it's the padding.

- Yeah. Could be the padding.

Yeah.

Probably the padding.

Go on, get it over with.

There's something lumpy

in here, Mr Brogan.

It's a good thing I found this.

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