Superfast! Page #2

That's Juan Carlos De La Sol,

the criminal king pin of LA.

Right...

Now look.

Tonight you got closest to Serento

than anyone ever has.

But I need you to get closer still.

I need you to join their crew.

So we can get the evidence

that we need to take these guys down.

Are you with me?

That's my boy.

But, how do I explain to Serento

why you release me?

Just tell him you beat my up and ran away.

- You think he'll go for that?

- Yeah, if it looks right.

What do you mean?

Hit me.

- Come again?

- Look, we got to make it look real.

Like we really got into a brawl.

And you knuckles got to look

you had been hitting somebody.

So, hit me.

Oh, I can't.

I mean, can't we just like.. puts some

fake blood on my knuckles or something.

Serento's a streetwise thug,

he's going to see right through that..

Now hit me!

Oh.. That hurts!

I never actually hit someone before!

Now do it again, and harder.

Harder.

Harder!

Oh sh*t, I'm sorry.

Your lips bleeding.

It's nothing. Okay, my turn.

What do you mean, my turn?

Serento will never believe

that you beat a hard detective,

without taking a few beats yourself.

I guess so but...

Hey?

You alright?

You good? Yeah, you alright.

Hey.

You got my car 10 second car?

As promised.

Come on...

- This thing is tiny!

- Exactly.

With it's light body and a beef engine,

this could be...

The fastest car in the circuit.

But Vin, it's all busted up.

It's a ton of work.

Then fix it up!

And you're going to help him.

- Cos now you work for me.

- What?

We have a full medical and dental plans.

We recognized same sex partnership

for health benefits.

And last but not least...

Casual Fridays.

That's when I get to wear

my dope ass Hawaiian shirts.

Deal with it, b*tch!

Alright, Vin.

Where can I put my stuff?

Over there.

Whoa.

A lot of stolen merchandise.

Whoa..

Son of a b*tch!

Come on, drink it!

Drink it, you son of a b*tch!

What are you doing!

You're going to kill him!

You know how fattening this stuff is!

He's a cop!

- I saw him snooping around.

- I ain't not cop!

You're wearing a wire!

Aww..

I hate cops.

I saw him get arrested last night.

They beat him down trying

to get him to give me up.

And he never dropped a dime.

- Vin!

- I live by my instincts.

And he's as much as a cop

as my girlfriend is in the class

about her true sexual identity.

I can't believe this...

Why don't he go out with your

sister while he's at it.

Pick you up at 7?

It's a date.

Oh, come on!

Nice.

Nervous?

No.

I am, I'll admit it.

- You are?

- Sure.

I'm not so good at this.

The whole time we're out.

I'm going to be thinking about when

is the right moment to kiss you.

Really?

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