Love Punch Page #5

- Mr Kruger's office?

- Oui.

- Trs bon.

- Quoi?

Mr Kruger, I'm sorry...

It's OK. Can I help you?

You bought the company

I work for last week.

- Pardon?

- And ran it into the ground.

I don't understand, sir.

Vous tes un money grabbing pig!

- Your company...

- Votre... votre company.

- ...bought my company...

- Hang on... achet ma... company.

And ran it into the ground.

Et le...

Steady, Kate.

- Steady, Kate. Steady.

- Sorry.

I run a lot of companies into

the ground. Which one?

- Culco.

- Culco, er...

See, that was last week. I very much

live in the now, the maintenant.

Well, maybe this is maintenant enough for you.

You stole all our money and we want it back.

- And you are?

- This is my wife.

- Ex-wife.

- Ex-wife.

- Ex-wife?

- Yeah, we've established that now.

- So you're not denying it.

- No, I don't think so.

Listen, you, there are

people whose lives

depend on the pension

they were gonna receive.

You can't just throw them away

like that. It's just not fair.

OK, OK, you got me.

What I did was wrong,

reprehensible, evil even.

In a normal world, illegal. But that's

the beauty of it: it's completely legal.

Now, listen to me, you

little sack of sh*t.

You are messing with people's lives.

Proper, good, hardworking people

who have done absolutely nothing

but play by the bloody rules

laid out in front of them.

Oh, she definitely wears

the trousers, no?

I'm not even gonna rise to that.

Of course she does.

- We're the older generation. We're enlightened.

- We're divorced.

And we're done.

Put me down. Put me down!

I can't breathe. I can't breathe.

Put me down. Put my wife down!

Put my wife down!

- There you go.

- Ex-wife.

Ex-wife.

- Could have had 'em.

- Sh*t!

We are totally taking

him down. Totally!

Now what, huh?

Whoo!

Close your mouth. Who do

you think she belongs to?

If I were a betting man,

I'd say... Here you go.

Bingo!

- Quick, let's follow.

- Good idea.

- Let me drive. I'm the better driver.

- No way, Jos. You forgot your license.

- Come on, Richard. I'm a much better driver.

- You forgot your license.

You're not a better driver.

You just think you are.

You'll regret it.

- Remember Hammersmith bridge?

- That's unfair.

You forgot to put oil in the tank.

You forgot to put oil in it.

- Go fast. Go fast.

- I'm not gonna go fast.

Quickly, they're getting away.

- You've gotta keep up, Richard.

- It's called tailing, Kate.

If we get too close, they'll

know they're being followed.

Well, that was the world's

shortest car chase.

What? It's a red light! You want

me to start running reds now?

No, God forbid, Richard.

Well, that was intense.

Thank you. Could have killed a nun.

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