Snack Bar Budapest Page #5

That's more like it!

Let's go.

Did you know he's got fireworks planned?

From now on I'll be the first to know everything.

- After Molecola.

- You're wrong, I've got autonomy.

It's sorted, the party's in full swing

and Papera is calling the airport.

It'll be packed with happy totty.

Faffo's plane touched down two hours ago.

- Was he on it?

- He was on the list.

I had him paged but no-one came to

the phone - did I do good?

Who knows what happened?

What do I know?

Maybe they ran out of petrol

or got a puncture.

I'm not wasting the night, we have to

persuade those Budapest pigs.

I don't want them to know I need their place.

Go on, do your best, whatever it takes,

while I turn up the music.

I ring the bell and they'll open

because I'm a guest.

Five minutes later crafty old Ulysses opens

from the inside to let you in.

- Does Ulysses know?

- It's me, you moron.

- What the hell are you doing?

- Just to be on the safe side.

Let me in.

It's locked, you'll have to come in

round the corner.

The side door.

Round there.

- Done?

- Hardly.

It's this way, get ready.

- Hurry up.

- Are you alone?

Yes, and I'm getting cold.

Were you at the party?

Yes or no?

I passed by, there's not much happening.

They're waiting for Faffo to get back

from Portugal.

I wanted to go but my parents said no.

- How old are you?

-17, in August I'll be 18.

Shut the f*** up! We're trying to sleep,

it's not a bloody hospital.

You're a dirty pig, so is your mother

and your friends.

Did you learn that at hotel school?

I gave the keys to the man in room four.

I told you not to speak to guests.

How many times have I said not

to get taken in?

You took your time.

What were you doing? Making the beds?

Leave it out, it takes the time it takes

to do things properly.

- Upstairs?

- Let's get going.

Wait, let's have a drink first,

since it's on the house.

Try your luck.

Seven thousand lire.

Petrol money.

As soon as he gives the word I'm going

to mash all three of them.

Not yet.

Any particular reason?

Should there be?

I just want to think, ever feel like that?

No, if I think I can't move

Cheers!

No, it's bad luck!

To new times.

Slob!

We'll spend some...

and buy savings bonds with the rest...

every month.

Or Swiss francs -

doesn't it stick in your throat?

Far from it, I could see myself settled

down in Lugano.

Unless the kid's a piss-take.

- And we're fools.

- Molecola is fab.

He's young, but he'll grow soon enough.

- Which suits us.

- If you say so.

Here.

Cigarette?

Open up, please.

I'm in room four, could you open please.

At this time?

I'm sorry, but my throat is dry and

I've got a bit of a temperature.

I need a bottle of mineral water.

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