25 Carat

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What's up?

Don't anybody move!

Get down.

Get out.

Go back home to your own country, OK?

- Whose turn to ante?

- Yours.

Mine? I just did.

How many times do I need to ante?

What's up, hon?

You OK?

- Up to it again, huh?

- They tricked me into it.

- Where'd you get the cash?

- A little job I did for some spics.

F***, dad.

Don't get mad.

Look, it was easy and well-paid.

I couldn't say no.

Should I have?

You betterfill the fridge

before they waste you.

Clean the damn dishes,

there's sh*t all over.

OK, OK... Hey...

You'll be back for lunch?

I gotta work.

What's up, girl? Where can we meet?

Son of a b*tch!

I just got my license.

F***, my dad will kill me.

It's OK. I'll handle it.

It's an official car, no problem.

Run!

Where's yourfriend?

You f***ed up, b*tch.

You f***ed up.

OK, got it covered.

It's OK, I'm a cop.

Get in.

Get in.

Drop me off overthere.

Thanks.

Gimme a beer!

What happened?

What happened?

He was a cop

but a guy got out of his car

and got rid of him for me.

What did he have?

Yeah, right. And the envelope

with the money?

- What do you mean no?

- I mean no.

This sucks, dude.

No, grandpa.

The knight can't move that way.

- Why not?

- Because those are the rules.

Well they're shitty rules, right?

Are you deaf?

You two...

Hi, son.

How are you?

Look at him.

He's showing yourfather

how to play chess.

Here.

Let's go, Adrian.

Get your stuff, it's late.

Come on, move it!

Wanna sit up front?

Adrian.

I have to work.

Your grandma will pick you up.

OK?

Are you serious?

That's crazy!

Honey, this is breaking up.

OK. Talk to you later.

Please! Stop it!

Are you crazy?

Don't hurt me!

Please don't hurt me.

Take my car, phone, whatever.

Mr. Torres wants his 18,000.

Mr. Torres.

Wait.

What's he pay you?

I'll pay you double to leave me

and go after him.

- 15 out of 18. Not bad, right?

- Not bad at all.

Let's do the math?

- And this is yours.

- Great.

If you need our help again

you know where we are.

Rocio, show Mr. Torres out.

Nothing like a satisfied client.

Sit down.

- Did you have any problems?

- No.

You're a great guy, Abel. Great.

Let's do the math?

Forty percent of fourthousand

five hundred...

Perfect.

So what do you think?

Where'd you get all this?

I kicked a rock and this was under it.

F*** off.

Just do the math.

All this will draw attention.

It might not interest the Dutchman.

It's all first-class stuff.

I'm sure he'll be interested.

Get 300,000 out of him

and 20 are yours.

It's a deal.

Hands off.

When you talk to the Dutchman,

you let me know.

Yes.

What time's good foryou?

OK, fine. Four o'clock?

See you there.

Ciao, genius, ciao.

- What's wrong, babe?

- He's cheating us.

What?

Don't be naive, Domingo.

He plays dumb but he isn't.

What the hell are you saying?

He's always showing up

short of cash lately.

- He's screwing us, I'd bet anything.

- Impossible.

Think a second.

The fag gives him the 18,000.

He keeps 3,000. He comes here

and says he only got 15.

- No.

- Just like that.

- Wouldn't you do it?

- Well no.

- Abel won't screw me. Not him.

- And if he keeps it all next time?

No.

He knows what would happen

to him if he did. No.

So just forget it.

- Close that and check this one for me.

- OK.

Put the table back!

Do it!

Look, princess,

your daddy owes us 20,000 Euros.

If we don't see the cash by Monday

we'll do him in and then

we'll do you in too, b*tch.

Both of you.

What was it this time?

Nothing.

I sold some stuff they brought me,

and I paid off a debt I had

with part of it.

The other part I lost gambling.

Hey, bring me a beer, come on...

You're gonna get yourself killed.

Don't even joke about that, honey.

They just wanted to scare me.

I'll fix it tomorrow.

I got it all perfectly planned out,

honey.

This time it'll turn out right,

I promise.

I got it all figured out.

It's the perfect plan.

Hi, handsome.

Can I come in or do we do it here?

F***ing taxi driver.

That a**hole.

Sure, go on, laugh it up.

Are you alone?

I'm already here so

can I come in?

How much?

And 200 for anal. So?

OK, come in.

- What's your name?

- Abel.

And yours?

Kay.

Kay?

- Kay as in Cay-etana.

- F***in' A.

You heard right.

My dad's a real prick.

When I was 4, he used to use me

as bait to hustle.

Sometimes it all went wrong

and we had to change cities.

Been here a year and a half.

I met Nelly a few months ago

and since then we work together.

And you?

What do you do?

I'm a sort of debt collector,

only unofficially.

It's not great, but the pay's good.

Well...

- See you around.

- For sure.

I hope...

Bye.

Bye.

Hey.

You like pasta?

CENTRAL ANTl-ROBBERY UNI

You really paid

They're python.

A ram-raid in a furrier's in Sants.

Sebas just called.

He got in touch with the Dutchman.

First things first.

- Sebas, how'd it go?

- F***ing great. He's in a good mood.

No problems from him?

No; on the contrary.

If the stuff is what I told him,

he says OK, it's a deal.

And when is the exchange?

Well... tomorrow's fine for me,

if you want...

Take care of it

like it was your daughter.

Of course.

I... I wanted to ask you

for a small favor.

Some Mexicans burglarizing homes

in Sarria are hassling me.

They're bent on sending me to

the otherworld. The bastards...

They f***ing almost did, OK?

You gotta get them off my back

or I'm f***ed.

We'll take care of them,

but your share

gets cut to 10,000.

OK, no. 10,000 is f***ing great.

Stay and watch him.

The phone you're calling

is turned off...

Sh*t.

You were right, f***ing great.

I worked at an Italian bistro

for a year.

Really? Where else have you worked?

At a repair shop when I was a kid.

And later I was

into boxing for a while.

And I wasn't all that bad...

Look.

My first and last trophy.

What happened?

Nothing, my father had

a construction accident.

Wound up in a wheelchair

and I gave it up to get a job.

God...

Looking to buy a house?

F***, this one's awesome,

it's gorgeous.

It costs a million.

But...

check it out.

It's beautiful...

Yeah.

Really.

Invite me overwhen you buy it?

Sure.

My f***ing hair.

Want me to cut it?

I was a hairdressertoo for a while.

Jesus...

Yeah...

You're a real gem.

A 24-karat one.

- Yeah?

- I have a job. Is 1:00 OKfor you?

- I can't at 1, I gotta pick up Adrian.

- And after lunch?

Perfect.

- Is that you, Kay?

- Come on, open up.

F***, where were you?

Where? I asked you a question.

- I was calling you all night.

- Halleluiah.

I usually have to call you

to see where you are.

I was worried, you know?

Sorry. My battery died. OK?

Wait, wait...

I'm f***ing sleepy.

Me too, I didn't sleep a wink

all night, Kay.

- Remember I said I had a plan?

- Again with the plan?

Kay!

It's serious this time.

If it goes according to plan,

we can make 400,000.

But I need your help, honey.

I can't do it alone.

What do you say?

Come on, honey...

What are you doing?

Leave the onion.

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