Pusher 2 Page #4

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At work.

Shouldn't you be?

Look, I don't really give a sh*t.

I couldn't care less.

Just get me some money.

You're always in and out of jail.

A**hole.

F***in' loser.

Are you totally paranoid?

You never answer your phone.

- What's up, Kurt?

- I need to talk to you.

I've got this killer coke.

You wanna do some?

- You coming?

- Yeah, hang on.

- Let's kick this day into gear.

- I'll be right back.

Hey!

What do you want?

Not much.

I just wanted to come up.

Seems I've got a kid.

- You sure it's yours?

- That's what she claims.

- A boy.

- OK, fine.

- So I'm gonna have to be a dad.

- Good for you.

Yep.

- Don't mind him. He's all stressed out.

- Forget it. No problem.

It's Valdemar's mum.

She's threatening

to call the cops on him

if she doesn't get custody.

And Valdemar is everything to him.

- See you.

- Take it easy.

- So what's up?

- We've got to talk.

Outside.

Hey...

Where's your phone?

Would you hold that?

- I need a favor.

- All right.

What's up?

I need your help.

I got a big deal going down.

I need you to watch my back.

Not me, man.

I'm on a trial run in there.

- It'll only take an hour.

- It's not that.

- What then?

- I have to show my face here.

I just got a new girl in my house.

A tight little skank.

I'm doing her doggie-style

in the bathtub

she slips in the foam and bangs

her front teeth against the tub.

Four teeth flew out of her mouth.

- What a bummer.

- Relax, it was her baby teeth.

What the f*** is wrong with you?

I believed that sh*t.

- I'm going into town with the C*nt.

- To do what?

- I'll be back in an hour.

- Don't forget my cut.

- What do you mean?

- My cut.

- You're gone during work hours.

- That's gonna be hard.

What's hard? Doing the math?

You need help?

I won't be making money.

He gave me a freebie at his house.

- He has a whore- house at...

- What's so hard to figure?

You can't even get paid

for your work.

Use your head,

set a good example for your kid.

Just like you?

Yeah, just like me.

I gotta have a dump.

- You got more?

- Sorry.

- You sure?

- You think I'm lying?

I don't cheat my friends.

- What are you doing?

- Having a crap.

Keep your grubby paws

out of the mini-bar!

That booze costs

a lot of f***ing money.

- You don't trust me?

- No.

You're taking your time

taking that sh*t.

Tonny...

Tonny boy.

- What a surprise.

- What the f***? Hey, Milo.

- Where's the C*nt?

- He's in there... taking a sh*t.

Be right out!

- What's going on, Tonny?

- Taking it easy.

- Yeah?

- Nothing much.

- How about you?

- Can't complain.

- You getting laid?

- Always.

- You sure?

- Totally.

What's up?

- Hi, Milo.

- Hi.

- You wanna make the deal?

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