Tangerine Page #5

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- Come on just...

- No, no. You get what you pay for.

- This is what you paid for.

- Come on, you know you want it.

You see right through me, don't you?

Oh, yeah.

Bob, Bob.

Are you Bob?

No? Who the f*** is Bob?

- Who's Bob? Who's Bob?

- I'm Bob.

- Come on.

- Shut the f*** up.

You're not even hard yet.

I'm f***ing hard. Shut up.

Is that it? That's hard?

F*** off, f*** this.

It's not f***ing working.

Okay but give me...

Run me my sh*t.

Just get the f*** out.

Just get the f*** out.

It's not working, okay.

There is no deal.

I'm not going anywhere

until you give me my money.

What? I didn't cum.

You didn't get paid.

- It's all cool, just get out.

- No, no you didn't cum,

but because of the fact that

I had to touch your dirty ass.

Well, you ain't doing your job

so I couldn't cum.

It's enough f***in' around.

No, I'm not going anywhere.

- Give me my sh*t.

- Get the f*** out of my car.

Give me my sh*t.

Get the f*** out.

OK, you know what?

Get the f***...

Give me my f***ing keys.

- Nope.

- Not f***ing funny goddamn it.

Give me my f***ing keys.

Not f***ing funny.

You're not getting your f***ing keys.

- Give me...

- You're not getting these...

Get off, get...

Get the f*** off me.

- Give me them f***ing keys.

- No.

What...

You forget I got a dick, too.

Come here.

- Delee. Delila, Daphanie?

- Oh.

Something starting with a D.

Come on. D.

- Oh, Dana.

- I guess that's it. Where is she?

You know where they're at?

A few days ago, she was at the Grand.

- Off of Vermont.

- Classy!

- Right? Simple.

- Sure.

She comes back,

takes a piece of broccoli,

eats it and was like...

"Oh, I don't think I like this."

And I'm like, "You haven't even

eaten any food yet."

So that was the beginning of it.

- After lunch...

- You stay with her, okay.

I stay with her, we go outside.

Next door, to the coffee shop.

I get Thai iced teas.

And I put them down.

- She drinks out of my straw.

- Nice.

Just classy, huh?

- Wait a minute.

- Oh, speaking of classy.

- Nice, Oh, jeez.

- Oh, boy.

- F***ing Alexander.

- Oh, boy.

- Have you not worked with Alexander?

- No.

- Please help me.

- Get off the car.

- Off the f***ing car.

- Get off me, help.

Well, here is your chance,

if you want to go meet him.

- Nice try.

- Please help. Help me, Officer.

Alexandra, Alexandra.

It's enough, let him go.

- What's going on?

- This lady just attacked me.

- He owes me f***ing money.

- Is it true?

No, I don't even know her.

I got out of my car

and she attacked me.

So a random woman just grabs you

and attacks you.

- Yes.

- Yes.

Check the pulse.

Alexander.

Girl, what the f***?

You know I don't do that sh*t.

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