Playing God Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1997
- 94 min
- 291 Views
- Yeah.
Would you like to go
to a laker game
with us tonight?
I can't take "no"
for an answer, doc.
Where are the seats?
Come on. Take it to the hole!
Baby. I love it
when you talk dirty.
Come on.
Yeah. Take it in.
There they are
right down there in front.
The hippie in the middle,
that's Raymond blossom.
He's a big counterfeiter.
Moves anything from
designer clothes, software, cds,
videos, whatever.
Those Russian guys,
they're his clients.
Now, these guys are
straight-out insane.
They think they're still
shootin' up stalingrad.
Enter the Chinese.
But what I don't know...
Is who the new a**hole is.
I mean, how many a**holes
does one guy need?
Come on. Come on.
Pass, pass, pass!
Dive for it!
for what you did for Isaac.
That was really great.
How's he doin'?
Oh, he's fine.
Raymond's taking care of him.
Is that what Raymond does?
He... he takes care of things?
Yeah. Thank you.
You're welcome.
Okay.
We've got to talk
some basics, Raymond.
You know, Dimitri's not happy.
Well, I'm sorry
to hear that, vlad.
And what about that last batch
What the hell was that?
And where did you find
those fat, ugly guys?
Yeah, you been watchin' 'em?
You got a lot of time on
your hands, there, vlad.
We need some top quality.
We're in the '90s, man.
Could...
Let me have the armrest.
Funny guy. Don't just f***
with Dimitri, okay?
That'd be a great name
of a song.
Don't f*** with Dimitri.
get 'em in,
there's no missin'
Bend a couple of corners
then be off up in the red
I track down more victims
than lojack systems
Been pointin' your position
then attack you
when you slippin' up
Go by the pound, nigga
going left
To even try to fade Dr. k
is playin' with death
'Cause when I grip, you slept
now you forever gon' sleep
Premeditated, execution-style
first you bleed...
Three black guns
pointed at your ribs
Fill ya fulla holes...
Well, you keep saying ya got
Me, me, me
Hey, Ricky.
I'll get it for you.
What do you think of the club?
Just had it decorated, man.
This is modern
if you're from Bulgaria.
Nothing like Bulgaria, man.
Over here. Sit down.
Relax, vlad.
We're just kiddin' around.
Am I laughing?
Hey, it's all right.
Okay, Raymond.
Do you want to dance?
- Nancy Sinatra.
- Yeah, nice lady.
You wanna know what I think?
out of the hoop, Raymond.
You've been screwin' us over.
dealin' with the chinaman.
Do you think we're stupid?
How come we can't go out
anymore and have a nice time?
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