Dangerous Ground Page #4

Look, you're wasting your time.

There's two things

I never, ever buy...

water... and p*ssy.

Why's that?

Because they both come free.

Go ahead.

You're the one I love, babe.

I thought I told you

not to watch.

- I wasn't watching you.

- You were.

No, I wasn't.

I was trying to get the hell

out of there.

Don't flatter yourself.

Why did you start

stripping, anyway?

For the money.

And I like dancing.

That's not dancing.

That's shaking your ass

on-stage for money.

Well, maybe I'll become

a ballerina one day.

Yeah, maybe, huh?

I'm going to try again.

He's not there.

Come on. I can get in

through the window.

Window?

Come on.

Excuse the mess.

There's some vodka in

the kitchen if you want some.

I'm cool.

What the hell you doing?

The window's open. Look.

You're about to climb

out on the outside?

Hey, it's easy.

I've done it before.

Go around to the front door.

I'll let you in, OK?

Crazy.

Open the door.

Get off!

F*** you!

You dick!

Who the hell was that?

I'll tell you in a minute.

I hate them!

F***ing hell.

They know he's a DJ.

They know he loves his records

more than anything.

F*** them!

Who?

Who the hell was that

in the hallway?

The cocaine boys.

The West Africans.

Cocaine boys?

Wait a minute.

What's going on?

Steven had a deal

with a guy called Muki.

What kind of deal?

He got coke on credit

and was selling it.

He wanted to make a quick buck.

Listen,

he wanted to go to California.

We were gonna come find you.

Who is "we"?

Him and me.

It figures.

I'm sorry.

Where is he?

I don't know.

Where is he?

I told you,

I don't know where he is.

You think I'm playing with you?

Do you think

I'm playing with you?

You are taking me

to my brother right now!

Get the f*** off!

I don't know where he is!

Yes, you do!

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have pushed you.

It's just this whole trip.

It's just stressing me

the f*** out.

That's OK.

Why don't you come next door?

I'm gonna go change.

Then we're gonna go

look for him.

Where?

The clubs.

I didn't know you was

a f***ing crackhead.

That's my business.

You got my brother hooked

on that sh*t, didn't you?

The last time I looked,

your brother was a grown man...

and a grown man doesn't get

hooked if he doesn't want to.

Wait! Let me tell you something.

Until we find Steven,

your business is my business.

Get the f*** in the car.

- I'm not going anywhere.

- Get your ass in the car!

Not so fast.

What you doing with this kaffir?

You can f*** off, too.

- Kaffir f***er.

- F*** you.

- What are you saying, b*tch?

- Hold up.

We had a f***ed-up day.

Come on. Let's go.

Give me one excuse!

Just one.

You stay there

like a good little boy.

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