Street Page #3

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- Pretty, pretty girl.

It be shame to have accident

at elementary school.

Or you could just get

in car, your choice.

Smart.

- This is him?

Do you know who I am?

- An average,

friendly gym owner?

They teach dance class?

No?

- You think you are funny, huh?

I find your cowboy bravado

a problem.

You see, you have given me,

dilemma.

- How's that?

- You put your

nose into something

that did not concern you.

Problem in store is between

my good friend James and me.

Not you.

Now your cowboy antics

has taken away two

of my top fighters.

- Top fighters?

- Street trash.

- They say every

dog has his day,

and today is your

day street dog.

- Today we found out whether

yesterday was truly skill,

or if you just got lucky.

- Thanks, but I'll pass.

- Nyet.

You will step into that ring,

and we will find out what

you're really made of.

- I'm not your dog.

I don't fight for you.

- You do now,

or I send these gentlemen

to visit your drug-addict

mother, with your

head in cardboard box,

and then they bring your

sweet, little sister to me,

and I sell her to

highest bidder.

And also,

like your war hero father,

shot down in prime in

filthy streets of Iraq,

well, I know those streets too.

It's tragic.

- This is between you and me.

Leave my family outta this.

- Not possible.

You see, I too am family man.

Anatoly is not only one

of my best fighters,

he is also my brother.

It is your choice.

Two minutes.

Starting now, street dog.

So, this is more than just

good look, eh street dog?

- We're even.

I won.

You leave my family alone.

- Well, it's impressive but,

we are hardly even.

- No, that's not what you said...

- no!

I said, if you survive

for two minutes,

I'd let you keep your head.

This is our deal.

You have cost me two fighters.

I have now have two

fights and no fighters.

You will step in,

and you will take their place.

If you win,

I will leave your family alone.

- And if I lose?

- Anatoly will cut off

your hands.

Be ready to fight!

- When?

All you need to know

is when I snap my fingers,

you come like dog.

Do you understand?

That is our deal.

- Hey jazzy.

- Hey Ozzy.

- How are you?

- I'm great,

testing the soil acidity

and measurements today.

- Oh, when am I going

to some samples,

so I can do my own

quality control?

- We should be harvesting some

vegetables later this week.

You know, I could use some

help with the heavy lifting,

shoveling soil...

- yeah, that sounds

like young mens' work.

I'll get some of my

hotheads to come over,

and blow off some extra steam.

- Sounds good.

What's he doing here?

- Well, you have

your experiments,

I've got mine.

- Ozzy, you're trouble.

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