Live Like a Cop, Die Like a Man Page #6

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but she can't get enough!

You can hear that

Can I go in?

Go, Your friend is

probably exhausted anyway.

I can't hear anything now.

- Go in the kitchen.

- Ok, I'm going.

Come here.

- Everything ok?

- Sure.

Hold on

I'll make you some' egg-nog.

I'll make enough

for your friend too.

Thanks.

Careful!

- Be quiet, He is pissed off.

- With us?

- And the flowers?

- It's not the right moment.

Here.

- After you.

- No, after you.

Get inside.

I cannot be held responsible

for you anymore.

Killing the Rici gang

in that way was shocking.

I had a frightening meeting

with Police HQ.

When I took you on,

your tests showed a slight tendency

towards delinquency.

- That's why you took us on.

- in fact.

It's incomprehensible that two people

with your characteristics

have chosen to be Police.

I'm starting to have doubts.

I'm not sleeping at night,

I didn't sleep much before.

I'm not giving you other jobs,

just the Pasquini case.

This is the address of the club

by the sea.

Don't go and smash up everything.

We made sure

the other club closed down.

- Sure, you burnt thirty cars!

- They were insured.

- Not against vandalism.

- They aren't covered ?

Pasquini will have opened other clubs

and we'll need months to find them.

- We'll need a lead.

- Of course.

But it has to be sure

a sure lead...

needs preparation.

Five thousand Lira on the knight,

Give me five back.

- Put yours down too.

- And give me that five.

Don't start again.

You'll pay this time.

Keep your hair on, I always pay!

- May I?

- Sure.

Police!

I don't know anything,

I'm a club member.

The Police are here!

Who's been grassing?

Keep going!

Dick-head, what are you waiting for?

- I was waiting for you.

- Let me go! Who the hell are you?

You're breaking my arm.

What a whistle you've got!

Bibi must have heard you in Rome.

Will you teach me?

Where did they find

this motley crue?

I'm too good at this game.

Seven in a row.

How much commission are you on?

- I think you're going to lose it.

- Because I've got the king.

Lucky bastard!

It's class.

Ok, a lucky, classy bastard.

So, what's your commission then?

Three? Five?

Ten percent?

- Do you want a re-match?

- I won!

So...

Where is Roberto Pasquini...

so-called Bibi?

- Need a hand?

- Yes my friend.

Here I am.

Who is Pasquini?

We don't know where he is.

Do what you like to us,

but we can't say anything.

- No?

- We're two poor down and outs.

We don't know anything.

We're small fry, we don't mix

with sharks.

- With sharks.

- Nice metaphor.

Even if we did know something,

we couldn't talk.

He'd kill us

our wives and children too.

- You're right.

- He wouldn't think twice.

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