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in the trunk of the cop car.

Are you f***ing with me?

Come outside and see.

There's a n*gger in the trunk.

I know, I just told you so.

What should we do?

That's none of my business.

This is your mess.

At least help me get

him inside.

No.

Where should we put him?

In the kitchen.

Remove the car.

Yeah.

Now.

- Yeah.

Hold on a second.

Let's see.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

It's been a while since I was

bondaged so well.

Oh... really...

Will you tell me why you were

in the trunk of that cop car?

First I'd like a cigarette,

then I'll tell you.

- No problem.

Here you go.

Thanks. I thought I'd die

from the stink.

You know, breathing with

the nose and all.

I see.

There's a knife in the top

kitchen drawer.

Could you fetch it and

cut me loose?

No.

Who suspended you like that?

- Two seriously twisted cops.

They were looking for

my roommate.

Rebbi?

- Do you know him?

Do you know where he is?

- No.

Are you sure?

Why do you want to know?

I owe him money.

Bullshit, nobody owes

Rebbi money.

Easy there.

If I tell you,

will you cut me loose?

Yes, of course.

He's probably hanging at the

collector's shop with Sli.

What collector's shop?

On Frakkastgur street.

Hi.

- Hello.

I'm Gumundur Georg.

Hi.

Can I talk to you in private?

Yeah, no problem.

Are you crazy? Have you already

cut him loose, no problem?

Yeah, why not?

He must've been in the

trunk for a reason.

Yes! You see, petty criminals

are put in the back.

But only murderous rapists

are put in the trunk.

Relax, man. He ain't no criminal.

He's a victim.

- A victim?

A victim of those two

lunatics in there.

He could be our ticket

out of this mess.

How so?

Don't tell me, that those two

tied up cops in the kitchen

are some kind of neo-Nazis from Hell

that practice ethnic cleansing as a hobby.

Not a hobby. More like a lifestyle.

And how can we use that in our

advantage?

We'll squeeze something out

of them

that we can use against them.

Where's he going?

Leave him alone.

Do you really think it could

work?

Yes. We only need a camcorder.

Where's the gun?

- Huh?

I told you that cutting him

loose was a bad idea.

Are you alright?

No.

Help me, man.

Let me see.

It's gonna be okay,

it's just a flesh wound.

Hold on to this.

It isn't that serious.

Take this, wait for a second.

- Ok.

What the hell happened?

We're in a bit of a pickle.

You mean in a huge pickle.

Ok. What the hell happened?

The n*gger shot you.

Then Lrus entered and was

gonna shoot me.

But I jumped inside and he

shot them by accident.

Then he entered and was gonna

blast me but I popped him first.

Give me a cigarette.

You have to change your clothes

and clean yourself.

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