Nicotina Page #5

a wound like that before.

Where does that door go to?

To an inner yard.

Are you alone?

Yes.

Quick. Get the f***ing Russian...

l'll pull through.

-You gonna be okay?.

-That depends...

-On what?

-On where the bullet went in.

You damn well better be okay.

And you...

Give him your strongest painkillers,

clean and bandage the wound.

lf anything happens to him,

l'll kill you. Got it?

l'll be right back,

you stubborn fool.

Give me a cigarette.

lt's not a good idea,

if you're wounded...

Give me a cigarette!

Please.

What the f***?

Are you allergic?

To chocolate...

but l'm not sure.

Not sure?

A lot of different variables

have to coincide:

the type of cocoa,

whether it's got milk...

Where's the key to this door?

-lsn't it in the lock?

-No.

lt's got to be around,

or in the counter drawer.

l never use that door.

Go in there...

Shaved bald?

Yes. Head and beard.

That's two items. Eighty for the head

and eighty for the beard.

-A hundred sixty total.

-Yes, whatever.

Shall l take yourjacket

and your briefcase?

No.

lt's just fine here.

-Paquita?

-Yeah...

Svoboda. Things got f***ed up.

Bad f***ed up.

-What happened?

-l'm hit, but got away.

-You've got the rocks?

-Yes. Not deliver...

-You're sure?

-Yes. Got them...

-All?

-Yeah, yeah, all twenty.

-ln the belly.

-ln the belly?.

ln the belly.

Don't know how got in...

-Sure you're okay?.

-Cancel flight, get surgeon.

-l take taxi.

-No, wait, no...

You hear me?

l get shot.

You cut me no razor, no scissors.

Just shaver.

-You've got a bullet in there?

-Stayed in.

Problem being fat.

Oh, sh*t!

Rib is broke.

Do you want a drink of water?

No, l'm fine.

-How's this?

-Perfect. Sit down!

Carmen...

l'll do my best...

but...

you're aiming that at me...

and l can't do it like that.

Not without cooperation.

Goyo...

he died...

He's dead.

Why did you hang up on me,

a**hole?

Those diamonds are my life!

Where are you?

We'll get you...

Svoboda? Are you okay?.

Don't f***ing hang up...

What are you looking for?

Diamonds!

l just heard he has diamonds.

Twenty.

ln the belly...

What the f***

are you talking about?

He said he had them

in his belly.

Of course...

he swallowed them.

He must be

in the Russian Mafia.

Look, it was on TV.

Carriers swallow capsules with

diamonds, cocaine, whatever...

and then they take a laxative.

This Russian...

Has 20 diamonds in his belly.

That's a fortune, Goyo.

And it's something that goes way

beyond your equiIibrium...

something that takes you over.

It's desire, passion...

a dream that can save you

or damn you.

Live it intenseIy

untiI it hurts...

untiI you can't wake up...

untiI you stiII want more...

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