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of some sort.

That has to be who this is.

I'll tell you what, you

give me a couple of minutes

and a couple of Brewskis, and

I'll tell you where he lives.

By the way, you owe me 10 bucks.

You're right.

He was pretty good, though.

A guy like you

gets a girl like that?

How does that happen?

I've never had a girlfriend.

You're sure this is it?

Good morning, guys.

The I.P. Address points his

computer to be in this town.

Hey. Order the cheapest thing

on the menu, okay?

Put a face on that ass.

I'll be right back.

Ah! No!

- This is bad!

- You okay, buddy?

I've been there, man, trust me.

Let me buy you a drink and you

can tell me all about it, okay?

Thank you, thank you.

You're my friend, right?

I am your friend, don't worry.

Let's get a drink.

- Wait a second.

- That was close.

Sorry, sweetie, no kids allowed.

D'you have a pen?

Oh, sure.

Yeah, thanks.

It's $23. $6 for the beer,

$17 for the double Margarita.

One more double.

Hey.

Do you know the banker

who works across the street?

Yeah.

It's that guy.

You're the banker?

You have my gun.

No, no, no, no!

I left it in the toilet.

Guasa, the banker is mine.

I torture the banker,

get the token.

Let's not torture the banker,

I'll just give you the token.

You know I love

coming here, right?

You see? That's my baby,

right there.

Yeah.

Hi, guys!

Hi, sweetie.

Do you know

if I poke your artery

you will die

in three minutes, right?

I'm gonna need

that f***ing Margarita.

Hey, kid.

Do you have any coins?

Yeah, but if you kill him,

he dies without telling us

where the token is.

Let's not kill him.

I'll just show you

where the token is.

All right?

Okay.

I don't have any, uh...

Have any more...

Now he brings

the f***ing Margarita.

Take this.

And get yourself

something, okay?

Okay.

It's okay! It's okay!

He told me all the waitresses

here love Mexicans.

And she liked it.

What?

Hey!

Take it easy.

Freeze, a**hole!

We don't want any trouble.

We're just leaving.

Drop your f***ing guns,

you motherfuckers!

I know!

Do not use that thing in here.

Hey, kid! Kid!

Get out of here!

You shouldn't see this.

Come on, boy.

Go.

Thank you!

Go.

And the kid?

Why does he get to go?

I'm gonna get you out of here, baby.

It's gonna be okay.

Did he tell you

where the token is?

No, he's too drunk!

Then sober him up!

F***ing Mexicans...

Sprinklers?

That was nice.

Waitress kiss?

That was hot.

Ah.

Alvin.

Find out what happened here.

I'd like to know.

How much did he drink, man?

He's like not even...

He's not even breathing.

What?

He's dead.

What? Dead?

He's dead?

Shut up, kid! There's a trooper ahead!

Act normal.

All right, pull the car over,

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