Mojave Page #3

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but they can't say anything

because if they did,

they and not you

would be found guilty...

because they were

the wrong kind of witness.

Absolutely the wrong kind of witness.

Hmm.

You don't know see too many of those

around these days, do you, brother'?

In some circumstances..-

one would consider that ideal.

I should've caught a bigger one.

Alright, where's your buddy?

Yeah, this more like it.

What happened in the desert?

Nothing.

Yoo-hoo.

Mister is somewhere?

No est en casa.

He's in France.

Okay-

Ah... we're all in France.

I need to pee.

Did you tell your wife?

Did you expect this?

Yeah, I did.

Let's see here.

Password?

What could this man

have to hide?

What do you think, brother?

Oh!

I think I found something.

Come here.

Three... seven... five...

Mm-hmm.

I'm the man who broke

the bank, brother.

Run along.

Yes.

The Internet is a pain

in the ass, brother.

One can't give it too large

a place in one's life.

It is merely a tool.

Oh, brother, what have we here?

You're famous, brother?

You know, people talk

as if it's all suddenly just this,

but you got to realize

that I've been famous

in one way or another

since I was 19.

- And you get tired.

- And you get tired.

You wanna be like Byron

and you wanna go to Greece,

- you wanna run guns in Africa...

- Like Byron, go to Greece.

When you get what you want,

what do you want'?

When you get what you want,

what do you want?

To be or not to be, brother.

Didn't I get it?

Ambition is a funny way

of driving you

towards things

that you never wanted to win

because you're just a man,

you're just a bag of

dangerous chemicals, and you can'! stop.

You can't stop.

So you go to the desert

to find out what you want

- and what you are.

- What you are. What you are.

If anything at all.

I have to make

other arrangements, brother.

I trust you understand.

Thou hast slept well. Awake!

The strangeness of your story

put a heaviness in me.

Shake if off. Come on.

We'll visit Caliban, my slave,

who never yields us kind answer.

'Tis a villain, sir.

I do not love to look on.

But as 'tis, we cannot miss him.

He does make our fire,

fetch in our wood

and serves in offices...

- Tell her I had to leave, all right?

- Yeah, all right.

Ii was you that walked

into the wrong camp, brother.

It was you!

Come on.

Come on.

If you're there,

get out of the f***ing house now.

Cali me.

Hey.

Norman, you all right?

Yeah. Why wouldn't I be all right?

I had somebody on my property.

Does that mean

I have somebody on mine?

Look, I'm into something right now,

all right? We'll talk later, buddy.

Oh, fu...

What are you doing to the television?

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