Buick Riviera Page #2

I was not pleased when you

said that my Buick was a wreck.

I admit, it's not much,

but from my point of view...

That Buick is my America.

I've been everywhere with it,

and I consider it as my second home.

Well said.

The car should be like a home.

But then she complained that

I spent too much for the gas.

F***! You made it up, didn't you?

No, I didn't. Why would I?

-Unbelievable.

Do you know that fat black woman,

the one who runs that TV show?

If you said that on her TV show,

half of America would have

fallen in love with you.

C'mon give me a break!

You see now, it's better not

to speak about little problems.

It's a big problem, you know?

Not because of her,

but because of you.

You know what...

You cannot help it.

Just leave that wreck in the snow

and admit that you have no car.

But I can give you both a lift.

-No need for that.

Thank you for

everything and good bye.

Listen...

I would like to hear a comment from

your wife. -No need for that.

All right.

I hope that we would meet again.

This is a small world.

-Yes it is.

Give my regards to your wife.

Eh, my Hasan...

German marks.

Howdy, buddy!

- Oh, howdy!

You left your wallet in my car.

I came to bring it back to you.

Check the content.

- Thank you.

Count the money.

I wouldn't know how

much was in it, anyway.

Take care not to loose it again.

Where is your car?

F*** that car!

I don't need someone else's car.

Is that all your possession?

-Why would I need more?

I've got all my memories

and my things in it.

Where are you going now,

in this cold?

I'll be on my way.

Thank you and good luck.

They have towed your car here.

Are you glad?

Hear this, Hasan? An actor!

My English is horrible, huh?

Your English is fine. You explain

just what you wish to say.

Tell me my English is horrible.

- No. Why?

Because it's true.

Why would it be difficult

to say the truth?

We should be honest, huh?

Like a Turkish chimney, huh?

I don't understand, why don't

you confirm what I'm saying?

I don't understand what

are you talking about.

And I do not have any hobby.

-No hobby?

No things that you like?

What about your Buick?

Just a car?

-Yes, that's my car.

What else should it be?

What's it to you?

Listen you, bluffer...

You can sold your bullshit to her,

but not to me!

If I wanted such a bull,

I would have stayed in Yugoslavia!

F***, it doesn't exist any more.

You don't have $5,000.

Your own wife was fed up with

your bull and threw you out.

Private business my ass!

You've never been employed!

You just married a rich American hen.

But it's all over now.

You won't sell this fairy tale to me.

You could have got that money,

only if you robbed a bank.

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