Spare Parts Page #4

Don't you say anything

about what happened here!

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Darko, Darko.

- Hi, Ludvik. What can I get you?

Give me something to eat

and a glass of wine.

Good.

Thank you.

Did you f*** her?

Who is she?

A nice chick.

She likes speedway.

I didn't know

you had cancer too.

Are you all right now?

Darko! Bravo.

Me and Gisela got it almost

at the same time.

Only I made it,

with urinotherapy.

She wouldn't try it.

Every morning I drank it

on an empty stomach.

My own piss.

There's so much of it

around here.

It's because of the nuclear plant,

I'm telling you.

They say

not much more than elsewhere.

Yeah, right.

You think they are gonna

survive till London

- stuck in there like this?

- Most of them do.

How long does it take

to get there?

I don't know.

Two or three days. It depends.

Say hello to the Queen!

From whom?

From a retired

Slovene racer or what?

I can see you are

a very funny man.

- Bye.

- Bye.

I've been calling her

for two days

and she doesn't want to answer me.

F***ing b*tch.

- Ludvik Zajc?

- Yeah, that's me.

Smoking is strictly prohibited!

I'm sorry.

- Angela?

- Yeah.

- Hi, it's Rudi.

- Hi.

- Listen...

- What do you want?

I wanna see you. Urgent.

Okay. Right. Come over now.

I can't. I'm in Ljubljana

right now.

Okay. In one hour then.

At the railway station.

- Why at the railway station?

- Because.

I've got trouble with Geri.

Okay. That's cool for me.

The international train

from Croatia going

to Sevnica, Zidani Most,

Ljubljana, Kranj, Austria

is arriving at platform 2.

The number is not available now.

Please try later.

You motherf***er!

You let them go on the freeway!

- You f***ing idiot!

- Who?

You are asking who?

These ones here!

On the freeway!

- These were yours I'm sure!

- They were not,

- I swear to God!

- You f***ing liar!

Why don't you believe me?

I took mine to the border!

Don't you lie to me!

Rajc told me he lost you

somewhere on the freeway

and you never called again!

You motherf***er!

I trusted you

and you f*** it up like this?!

I was in a shitty mood.

I was shitting in my pants

and I let them go there.

What the f*** then?

Don't do that, Rudi.

It's not professional.

Maybe it's better

our cops caught them.

Better than ending up

like spare parts over the border

or ending up like whores.

Don't you ever f***

with me again!

Understand?

Got it?

- Got it?

- Yeah!

You're not going to

drive alone anymore.

I don't give a sh*t...

even if I never drive again.

I won't have to put up

with your farting anymore!

Look at you!

Look at the mess you live in!

You stinking sh*t.

At least I'm honest.

I can look into anyone's eyes!

My conscience is clean!

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