Desperado Page #3

He pisses on the bar.

He pisses on the stools, on the floor, the phone.

On the bartender!

He's pissing everywhere except the f***ing glass!

Bartender's laughing. He's $300 richer. He's like...

Piss dripping off his face.

He says, "You f***ing idiot, man!

You got it in everything except the glass!

You owe me $300, puta."

Guy goes, "Excuse me just one little second."

Goes in the back of the bar.

There's a couple of guys playing pool.

He walks over to them.

Comes back to the bar.

Goes, "Here you go. $300."

The bartender's like...

"Why are you so happy? You just lost $300, idiot!"

The guy says, "See those guys there?

I just bet them $500 apiece...

...that I could piss on your bar...

...your floor, your phone, and piss on you...

...and not only would you not be mad about it...

...you'd be happy."

That's funny sh*t, huh?

"You'd be happy about it!"

Guess what?

He didn't check out.

You...

...you checked out just fine.

Well, I knew I would because...

...me and Bucco...

- ...we go way back.|- Bucho.

Him too.

And this guy...

- I just met him today.|- Go on in.

Good work, by the way.

- Good work.|- Go in.

It's nice to see you cross|the I's and dot the T's here.

It's cool, ese, cool.

Lead the way.

In there?

F***ing disgusting.

What do you want?

I'm just looking for work.

There's no work here.

I see.

Is there something to drink?

Is there something in the case?

Yeah.

What?

My guitar.

Sure you don't want to hear me play|before you say there's no work?

We just want to see what's in the case.

If it's like you say...

...drink all you want.

But I told you already.

I'm a musician. This is my guitar.

Don't touch it!

Get him away!

Hurry.

How you doing?

What is it?

It's a guitar.

It's a guitar.

We heard about a case full of guns.

I know.

Just had to make sure.

I understand.

It's him!

Well, yes.

It's me.

I'm not against you, so keep it down.

Keep it down.

I'm just looking for a man who calls -

Not yet.

What the f***'s going on?!

Is that going on now?

Watch him!

What the f***'s going on?

Friends of yours?

I swear I have no f***ing|idea what the hell's going on!

Sh*t!

You missed me!

Get up.

Come here.

I'm looking for a man who calls himself "Bucho."

That's all.

But you had to do it the hard way.

Listen to me.

I don't want to kill you.

I just want you to take me to him. Understand?

Tried to shoot me in the back, huh?!

F***er!

If you want to go...

...go.

If you're going to stay...

...relax.

F*** you!

The money's still in back.

So's the pickup.

Pick-up Guy's lying on the floor|with 3 bullets in his head.

- Tavo must have shot him.|- Where's Tavo?

Tavo's outside.

Where?

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