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Fiama, are you going to the bank?

- How about you do you care?

- It checks, right?

- Are you going to charge?

- How much you give me?

Give it up your ass, man.

- Look, you bastard.

- I give you three pounds.

- Three pounds? Screw you, man.

- Three pounds or nothing.

- F***!

- Want to go to the bank...

and I miss the food

for only three pounds?

"You take 30 pounds

of the boys this week?

- I do not know what I asked.

- And how they charge, then?

No name, no surname...

Everything goes by nicknames.

What if the check has no funds?

I have a family to feed.

And how will not have funds?

That's impossible, man.

They take enough with taxes.

Not get in trouble for checks.

- Okay, five pounds.

- I like as ass.

If you want me to cash the check,

give me five pounds, okay?

- Four and a half.

- Five.

- F***! Thief of sh*t!

- Do you charge him, yes or no?

- No.

- Do you want that you collect?

- Five pounds. Okay, motherf***er.

- I'm doing you a favor, man.

Hundred...

Fifty...

Hundred...

Fifty.

"Three pounds?

Hey, I said five pounds!

Yes, but you have behaved

like a jerk and I give you three.

- Son of a b*tch.

- I know it hurts, Fiam...

- But one day you'll thank me.

- You lied.

He's a liar. I take care

much of you if it was him.

- Here. Two pounds.

- I have five. Happy?

Guys, we made a deal.

I say five pounds each.

- I want five pounds!

- If you already have!

Hey man, I'm not mad at,

not mad at me.

And you, listen, guys.

I told...

when I went to the bank that you had

give me 5 pounds each.

And you told me so.

You said yes.

You tell me yes or no?

Have you told me.

He told me, right?

- My five pounds.

- Me? "Five pounds?

- Five pounds.

- Come, rest, lad.

- Hey, did you?

- Sorry, man, do not know what will.

You gave me your word.

Give me five pounds.

I took the money

my savings.

I ran a risk.

If the check has no funds, what?

I have a family to feed.

Do not give me sh*t.

- We all have family.

- No, uncle.

- You gave me your word.

- I was messing.

No, man, no way.

Come on, guys,

do not quarrel, for 4 pounds.

Look, this is not going with you.

Drink tea, walk.

But do not quarrel

by four pounds.

If I fight,

I just want my money.

I have gone to the bank

and I've waited half an hour...

and they should give me 5 pounds.

What they should do is amochar already.

You can not ask for five pounds

each one by going to the bank.

- Hey, buddy, do not get this.

- Neither Prince Charles would charge that.

You have not kept your word.

- Anda ya!

- You have not kept your word.

- It's terrible. Terrible.

- Come on, shut up.

- That is, place it in the background.

- Do you, who are already older.

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