The Fury of a Patient Man

Let's go! Let's go!

Start her up! Start her up!

Let's go! Let's go!

- Cops! Go, go!

- F*ck!

Let's go!

God!

Jesus fucking Christ!

THE FURY OF A PATIENT MAN

Afternoon.

What can I get you?

I'll get it.

You call the beer people.

You haven't called them yet?

What'll it be?

White coffee, please.

- Something wrong?

- No.

- Afternoon.

- What's up. Charo?

I left you a tray,

it's meatballs today.

- No, thanks, I had a bite.

- Everything alright?

Yeah, fine.

THE BAR:

Two high and one low,

three, plus two pair, five.

Two of mine, seven bids...

Come on, one left.

If you put that low again

I'm outta here, man!

You're obsessed!

All the time!

- It's my hand. What can I do?

- Shut up.

- Can I take this?

- A short coffee.

- High and low, no looking.

- You've already had three.

Never mind, they're paying.

- Any pork scratchings left?

- Pork scratchings now?

- Jos?

- No, thanks.

Come on, pairs.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- No.

- Pass.

All of them. F*ck it.

- Hit me.

- Son of a bitch!

Now who's bald?!

What do you want me to do?

Fucking nice! Whoah!

If you're no good at it,

go back to your plumbing.

- Your deal, f*ck it!

- A fucking winning streak!

You've got two pair now?

Don't shit me!

Jos! What a thrashing

we gave them, eh?!

Hi! I'm leaving you

Lucky Luke here.

Wow! That's looks great!

He wanted to dress like a cowboy

and I can't get it off him.

Tell your dad what you asked me for.

What's up, Jos?

- Hi, Pili.

- What's my girl want?

- A miniskirt.

- A miniskirt?

I'm buying a leash for you!

C'mon, Daddy, I'm so cute.

- Anything else, Jos?

- No, thanks.

- Pass me my bag.

- Ok.

That hairstyle suits you.

Thanks.

Here.

Juanjo, the kids are staying.

Keep an eye on them.

Let's go.

- See you.

- See you, handsome.

Your sister looks sad.

She's got a temper,

she's real hard to put up with.

What we talked about yesterday,

the statement and all that...

Don't worry,

you'll have it Monday.

Thanks a lot, Jos.

I owe you big time.

You're taking a load off us,

my head's...

- It got tricky, huh?

- What did?

Your brother-in-law.

If it's not next week,

it'll be the one after.

What can we do? Nothing.

Right.

But my sister gets so nervous,

no one can handle her.

It'll be out of the frying pan

and into the fire.

You look like crap.

Hello.

Can't you sleep either?

I was finishing some stuff.

At two in the morning?

I've got no time.

There's not enough hours in the day.

I see you never stop.

You always look wound up.

Sure. I've got a lot on my plate.

But I don't like complaining.

Get on with it,

that's what we all do.

Not all of us.

THE FAMILY:

Afternoon.

Hello.

Your aunt left you a bag

with a bottle and things.

She says she can never

get you on our cellphone.

She's invited you

to dinner with them.

Forgive me for meddling, Jos,

but I know you, okay?

You should get out more,

meet people, have fun,

- be with the family...

- Thanks, Charo.

Hey, Jos!

I thought you weren't coming.

I said:
"It's late, he's not coming".

- I brought a bottle...

- You didn't need to!

Jos, you fag! Lucky you've come

or I'd have stopped talking to you.

- I got this for the girl.

- Really?

I won't kiss you

because I'm married.

But whatever you want,

I'm your man.

- You want a drink? Women?

- He's a pain when he drinks.

Come meet Pili's sister,

she just separated.

She's as big as an ox,

but nice and warm...

- Are you a moron, or what?

- But honey, is it true or not?

- Stop goofing around.

- I love you when you get mad!

You get all silly.

Get off me, you idiot!

It's so hot.

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