Raw Deal Page #4

To take care of things...

all kinds of things.

That job's filled.

I'm sure a smart man like Mr. Rocca

is always looking to upgrade.

- I'm the best there is.

- Max...

if you're the best there is,

the wheel would've never been invented.

- How'd you know I was looking for somebody?

- I didn't.

I thought

I might get lucky.

Where're you from?

The last few years?

Miami.

- Your references?

- I'm in the computer.

I'm sure you can find a couple of cops

that can punch it up for you.

What makes you think I'd be happy

to see Lamanski's ass kicked?

You see, in Miami, we can tell everything

by the flow of the blow.

This Lamanski has been making

bigger buys every week.

Now, I know he has been

biting into someone's action.

Go see the cashier.

She'll give you a thousand dollars

in chips. Enjoy yourself.

In case you forget,

I'll be checking back with you.

I don't believe

a f***ing word he said.

Girl Scouts build character...

and it's a lot cheaper.

You pester me,

I'll have you tossed out.

You have that kind

of clout around here?

- They know me.

- I envy them.

- Place your bets.

- I'm sure nobody will mind if you go home before you're broke.

Don't trouble yourself over my money.

I always get more.

Getting it somewhere else

might change your luck.

Where the hell

do you think he's going?

Taking a leak?

He's in here? Perfect!

If any more guys duck down that alley,

we're gonna start selling tickets.

- Where'd he go?

- This way.

Come on, come on!

Come on!

Forget it!

- Hurry up!

- Wait up!

- Any trouble?

- Oh, nothing special.

- All these alleys probably have rats.

- You got some I.D.?

Sure.

Saw those three guys

leave the hotel after ya.

Anything particular

or, uh, just a mugging?

They had trouble telling me

what they wanted.

Yeah, I'll bet.

Joseph P. Brenner.

What's the "P" stand for?

P*ssy.

See ya around.

Harry, everything is

moving along fine.

The apartment is okay.

I'm renting a car tomorrow.

Something happened last night

that got me thinking.

I might get into a spot

where a cop is shooting at me.

Any idea how

I ought to handle it?

Three back-busters jumped me.

I have a feeling that Max Keller

had something to do with it.

Rocca is probably checking on me

as I talk. I'll stay in touch.

Hi.

When was the last time

you had a good piss?

Hey, let me in. I gotta take a leak.

- Freeze!

- Don't move!

- Hold it right there!

- In the back room! Cover me!

- We got 'em now!

- Let's get out of here!

Freeze!

- Hey, what the...

- Hold it!

Throw it!

- You got a paper?

- I got a warrant. You got your rights.

Patrovita's got

a big f***ing headache.

Call the president.

I think we just fixed the deficit.

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