Sara Page #2

I can open the door myself.

If you keep smoking in the car,

I'll die of lung cancer.

The girls say I have either

a bodyguard or a lover.

- I'm just a driver.

- You scare my boyfriends.

The one from the Chicago Bulls

isn't afraid of me, is he?

He'll be playing in the NBA,

you'll see.

If he paints himself

with shoe polish.

Let's get something straight.

I already did, with your father.

You're just like the other bastards

that work for him!

Did you think I wasn't?

Stop, I want to get out!

- Yes, I understand.

- I didn't know you could read.

I burn them in the fireplace.

Some drunk set fire to the trailer.

We can go back.

- Do you have anything to drink?

- No.

Just a driver, huh?

Put this on.

We're not leaving here until

you put on the jacket.

- It'll wrinkle my jacket.

- So take it off.

All right.

Enough of this.

I want to leave.

I'll call the neighbors.

Help! Help! Fire!

They've heard worse things.

I don't know why you're here.

I swear on my mother's gray head,

it was just a cigarette butt.

There are lots of hoodlums

around...

Go home.

Do you have to smoke so much?

The car stinks.

I have a nerve-racking job.

Isn't he overdoing it a little?

I understand he's afraid...

but he'll end up telling us to

lock the girl in a safe.

Do I protect her or not?

Make up your minds.

But she doesn't want protection.

She says you're weird.

If I was normal,

I wouldn't be here.

Then maybe he can drive

and I'll protect her?

Go and tell Sara's mother

to bring her here.

I told him to call you because

I got information...

that they're trying to get to me

by using my daughter.

I don't think it's true

but I won't risk it.

I've been trying to come to

an agreement with them.

I'm hoping we'll make peace

in the next few days

My dear, I'd like us together to

think about what we should do now.

Simple, hire a tutor

and pull her out of school.

What?!

I have a few problems right now,

darling, but...

I'll try to resolve them and you'll

be able to go back to school.

No way, the boys have

a game tomorrow.

If they win, there'll be a dance.

If you want to keep me home, put

bulletproof glass in the windows.

They're already bulletproof.

Put these earphones on.

You want me to wear them

during the game?

If you don't stick them in your

ears, you won't go to the dance.

Maybe I ought to put on

a bulletproof jacket too?

Yes, but then you wouldn't

be able to dance.

So you'll have to stay close

in case someone tries to kill me.

Yes.

Do you want to go in the girls

dressing room with me?

Time out!

Cezar, come here, now!

Go back to the car and drive

around the school.

I told you that you only needed

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