El Gringo Page #3

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So you're Tanajura.

You f***ing Bozo!

Nice to meet you.

We haven't had the chance

to meet in person.

- You know why we're here.

- No, I have no idea.

Well, my friend...

I delivered it

on a tray for you...

to get the Chinese woman

and her daughter.

- So, where's the money?

- There's no money.

There's something else...

she's not Chinese,

she's Japanese.

No, Maicon, she's Korean.

Shut up!

What?

She's Korean.

She's not Japanese or Chinese.

- Let's get it right...

- Shut up!

- So, she's Korean.

- I don't f***ing care!

F***, I've come all this way

to this shithole

just to settle this sh*t down!

To settle it up.

Well, brother, you must know

that everybody is onto us...

the police know...

So relax. Relax.

Get the man a beer.

Stop f***ing around!

If you've f***ed this up

and whacked the Chinese girl...

that's your problem, f*** it!

I took the risk, so now I'm leaving

without the money, you know?

You do that.

Or else I won't answer for myself!

- You have the money, right?

- Right.

So, where's our share?

I like that, Tanajura's

not f***ing around.

Hey, guys, learn with him.

He came here to solve

his problem, right?

But you came at this hour?

- You wanna solve this right now?

- What?

You have working hours now?

From eight to six?

Boss, let's make a deal...

F*** your deal! F*** your deal!

I'm not a fool,

Look, I know you...

I know you wanted to stab

me in the back, you f***ing rat!

- So, you've heard?

- Where's it, you son of a b*tch?

If there's one thing Maicon

respects, it's his mother.

And, my friend, if there's one

thing that makes him crazy...

that's when someone

calls him son of a...

What did Maicon do?

Well, we'd better back off

to get the whole picture.

Fry the fish, Bola!

F***, man!

You jumped all over me!

In the cat's mouth, boss!

Maicon had it all planned.

I'll watch the game somewhere else.

He framed Roberio.

The dude sh*t himself.

He broke the saint's head, man!

- Okay, twelve years.

- Right.

You're a cheat!

All of a sudden a magic envelope

appeared in the Prosecutor's Office.

OPEN IT:

URGENT:

Photographs, phone calls,

documents.

They delivered a busload

of evidence on a tray,

connecting Maicon to Geusch's theft,

Puhn's death, and

the police officer Roberto's murder.

This takes us back to the meeting

with Julia, Maicon and Henrique.

I was just trying

to explain to Maicon...

that the Prosecutors Office

Will come for him very hard.

- He got that, right?

- Right.

And now I want a suggestion

from you. What do I do?

In fact, Maicon,

we have lost the initiative.

The evidence is incontestable,

they will beat you up.

So now I'm f***ed.

I want some alternative.

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