Carpinteros en el taller Page #5

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...doesn't have...

...too... long in here."

"I want to talk...

...to you."

"Copy?"

"Copy?"

Take some

so you can learn to do it.

What sentence did they give you?

They haven't.

I'm on preventive detention for robbery.

They'll give you at least two years.

You'll need someone on the outside

to speed up the paperwork.

So what about your old man?

What does he do?

He was in the military.

Nice, you got it made...

He's dead.

Damn, bro.

So what about your mother?

I don't know.

In Haiti.

Ah so you are Haitian!

- I was born here.

- Where is here?

In Dajabon, like my dad.

Well, same thing,

you were born on the border.

You're from neither

here or there, dumbass.

Anyway, if you don't get someone

to expedite your case...

...it will get really ugly for you.

I've been here for 8 years

and in a couple more...

...I'll apply for parole, then you'll

see me outside prancing like a lion.

You see, I have murdered some folks...

You know, once in a while,

for business reasons, 'cause I'm a hustler.

You copy?

Our thing was larceny and robbery.

I was in charge of driving and looking out...

That's why you're such a dumbass,

you never got your hands dirty.

You think they caught me

with my dick in my hands!?

The driver is the sitting duck of the bunch.

He has both hands busy.

Well, grab that ladle and get busy and

at least learn how to cook.

So you won't have it hard here.

Look, watch you don't sack my woman.

Don't play dumb with me

so I won't have to straighten you up.

- I'm done.

- Where are you going?

To the cell blocks.

Well, you can signal Yanelly

on your way there.

Tell her to send me

that thing she knows.

- What thing?

- You're going to tell her this.

"Send him that thing you know."

She'll understand.

And ask her to send me...

...another photo.

I'm tired of jerking off to the same one.

- So how do you say "photo"?

- Like this.

Hey.

I'm watching you,

you hear?

Do what I say, and you'll be fine.

"Your man wants another one."

"Another what?"

"Photo."

"But I don't want to

send him another one."

"He wants the photo to jerk off."

"Not like that!

Quit messing around!"

"OK."

"You make yourself very clear.

I really like that."

"I'm just the messenger."

"Tell him to leave me alone.

I'm sending no photos."

"She says no."

"Ask her why."

"Why not?"

"Because when I was

in solitary confinement...

...he was flirting with someone else."

"Tell him to leave me alone."

"Because you were

flirting with someone else."

"Leave her alone.

Don't say anything else."

What?

"Come down!"

JELIN, MARRY ME?

I'm in love!

I love you! I love you!

Of course I'll marry you!

As soon as

I get out of here, baby!

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