New Kids Nitro Page #4

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Goddammit.

Go back to your country

with all those diseases.

Where are those five homos?

- You're the c*nt who ruined my window.

If you didn't bring money, you'd better

go back to where you came from.

Where are those five homos, goddammit?

- I don't know.

Here.

Here.

You know what?

Greetings from Schijndel, c*nt.

Hey, check this, dude.

Who is declared healthy?

Corrie!

The doctor says I don't need

those damned f***ing pills anymore.

Hello.

No!

For Chriss sake!

F*** my probation!

Dave will be destroyed!

Camera! Camera, come on.

I'm here in Friesland in the farmyard...

Where did this take place?

Friesland.

Friesland.

Frieslan.

Frieslan.

And what is...

I have no idea.

Has this footage aired yet?

- No.

They were intercepted.

The cameraman has been paid off.

And they came up with a story

for the public. No reason to panic.

And in Friesland?

Do we have anything...

...important there? Something...

- No.

So then... we will do...

Nothing.

Did you see Gerrie's father's face?

What a little b*tch.

Go away.

If you do that one more time,

I'll take you in. Got it?

Hello. Open up.

- Death race, dude.

What?

- Death race.

What are you saying?

I can't hear you.

If you don't open that door...

- Rikkert and you race one more time.

No rules, until death.

Dude, are you out of your mind?

Until death?

Rikkert, you're the best driver.

Everyone knows that.

You will win for sure.

And when Dave's dead

the Manta will be yours again.

You can't live without her, can you?

You said it yourself.

But what I meant was...

Fine, dude.

Death race!

Fine, dude.

Homo cop!

So you took that car anyway?

- Well, I was walking past it...

You didn't take the car?

- No, yes, I was walking...

Goddammit, are you completely useless?

Go get that car

and arrest those guys.

This is you last chance, understood?

- Yes.

Sir.

- Sir.

Is a decent car.

Too bad the cops painted it.

For Maaskantje, c*nt.

Nice.

Ten... nine...

eight... seven...

...six... five... four...

...three... two...

Hands in the air.

Hey, Adrie.

Adrie, dude.

Adrie, I'm not part of this, right?

Don't move, Gerrie.

- Yes, but...

Don't move.

What do you mean

'not part of this'?

Adrie?

You f***ing snitch!

We could use tape.

Yes. We could put tape

all around the Friesland borders.

That way the problem

will work itself out...

...and the rest of the Netherlands

won't be at risk.

There's nothing here, folks.

Move along.

I told you there's nothing here.

Hello.

No?

Show me your ID cards.

Hello. ID cards.

Don't walk away.

If you don't show me

your ID cards right now...

Any other ideas?

Maaskantje?

Those rubber bullets suck.

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