Wrong Cops Page #6

and I no longer

have to kill this guy.

All I have to do is give him

back to you.

- Yeah, okay.

Where is the guy right now?

- Still in my car.

- All right, all right.

Bring him over.

I'm at the Flamingo Hotel, room 20.

I'm on my way.

- F***.

God damn it.

F***!

- Excuse me.

Do you mind if we sit with you?

- Are you talking to me?

- Yeah.

- Can we sit with you, please?

- Not unless you change

those haircuts.

- Well, I don't think

you're in the best position

to be talking about haircuts,

mister.

- Yeah, so can we sit or not?

- No.

I don't want to smell the stench

of that cheap cologne you got on.

- Cheap?

We're both wearing Ralph Lauren,

so...

- Yeah, well,

I never heard of the sh*t.

- Well,

it's 60 bucks a bottle,

so maybe you should have.

Come on.

Let's go sit over there.

- Yeah.

- Enjoy your meal.

- How are you today?

- I just woke up

20 minutes ago, barely.

So I'm a little out of it.

- Take a look at this.

That should wake you up.

- This is for fags.

Why do you have it?

- Open it. I'm telling you.

- Oh, no.

You like?

- F***...

Yuck. No.

- Ugh! God.

Get that away from me

before I throw up.

- I'm gonna photocopy it

and post it all over the place

for everyone to enjoy.

- You know that idiot

just found a bag of cash

digging a hole in his backyard?

- Are you kidding?

- No.

That d*ckhead found $13,000.

- F*** me.

- Can you imagine?

I mean, you could get

your nose done for a third time

with that money.

- F***, yeah.

- You see?

You see?

Only losers

have that kind of luck.

If I dig a hole in my backyard,

the best I can hope for is a potato.

But that f***ing moron

finds $13,000.

Only losers have that kind of luck.

- True.

- Hello?

- Hello.

Is this Mr. Vincent Rough?

- Who's asking?

- My name is Jack..

I just saw your ad

in the April issue of

Synthesizers magazine.

- Yeah.

- Is the drum machine still for

sale?

- Well, it depends.

What kind of music do you do?

- Well, its hard to describe.

Let's say I'm especially influenced

by '60s music,

but I like to mix it up

with more modern stuff.

- Okay, I get it.

You know what?

Go f*** yourself.

You don't deserve my drum machine.

- Who was that?

Some kind of d*ckhead.

- How much longer

you gonna make me wait, man?

Come on.

Play me that song.

- So what you have to know

is that this is not

the final mix, right?

I'm still working on the structure,

but it will give you a good idea

of what it is.

- Don't piss around

with your technical crap.

Just play it.

- You're the first to hear this.

- Okay. Okay.

Okay, okay. You can stop.

I get it.

- Okay.

So, again, I'm still working on it,

but what do you say?

- You want me to be honest?

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