The Business Page #3

# Soon turned out to be a pain in the ass

Frankie, are you still with us, kid?

Yeah.

Listen, why don't you stick around for a bit?

We could do with a driver.

Really?

Yeah, why not?

I'll stick you on the payroll

and put you in charge of the Merc.

Not unless you've got to go back to England

for something?

I don't know what to say, Charlie.

Well, don't, then.

I've gotta teach you how to drive, though.

Don't You Forget About Me

# Hey, hey

# Oooh, ooh

Now you try.

# Won't you come see about me?

# I'll be alone dancing...

Hola.

Two cervezas, please.

I'd like to put you over this bar

and f*** you in the arse.

Qu?

#... inside and out

# Slow change may pull us apart

# When the light gets into your heart, baby

# Don't you

# Forget about me

# Don't, don't, don't, don't...

Two beers, please. I suppose sucking my cock's

out of the question?

I suppose it is, seeing as my old man's

over there and he's a big c*nt.

# I say la, la, la, la...

- Dnde va? Dnde va?

- What?

- Qu pasa contigo?

- Don't keep touching me.

F*** off inside, you're out of your depth!

Keep your hands to yourself! What's the matter

with you? You served lunch on a dirty plate!

Excuse me. F*** off!

Who the f*** is that?

That's my partner, Sammy.

F*** off! Go on, then, do you want some?

- F*** off!

- Sammy, cmo ests?

Ha, ha!

Quick! The sharks are gonna get you!

Drop the steps. Come on, lively!

Come on, boy. In you come.

There he is! Ha, ha!

Come on.

Come on. Up you get, come on.

Get up here.

- Straight up. What happened?

- What a c*nt, the geezer!

No surprises for guessing

which one he was in the robbery.

The geezer was so hard,

even his nightmares were scared of him.

What you do that for, you lunatic?

You've f***ed us!

We've gotta go on our f***ing toes now.

Well, good. I hate this f***ing weather, anyway.

Sammy had been in Gibraltar

helping a flamenco singer called Carlos,

who was being bullied

by some Dutch drug smugglers

that were using his house by the sea

as a lookout

to bring marijuana in from Morocco.

Echo Beach

Everything's gonna be all right.

If Charlie was the playboy,

Sammy was the businessman.

And he knew if he had Carlos in his pocket,

he could smuggle drugs from Africa himself.

- Carry on, Charlie.

- IGillipollas!

Hey, I said sorry. Now leave it.

And drugs, unlike the waiter, were the future.

# On a silent summer evening

the sky's alive with lights

And that was Sammy, the partner.

He was a bit like Robin Hood, apart from the fact

he robbed anyone and gave to himself,

and probably killed their familiesjust for fun.

Nice fellow, eh?

Charming, don't you think?

And from the moment he met me,

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