Airbag Page #3

Every time l talk

to him my ulcer plays up.

Sir, l think we should call

it a day.

l want to master this game before

the elections.

Theres still aweek to go.

Youll have the money tomorrow.

Your money and the gift

you wanted.

Still unopened.

You realize lm a good investment

in your future.

Dont forget that.

Bye for now

Mr President.

Excuse me, sir, were at

the hole...

l dont feel very well.

Tourino, call Souza. No more

f*** ups.

Listen about Russian Omelette...

Call the Portuguese guy.

Youre right there.Wait.

Pakos right.

You cant go back without

the ring, Juantxo.

lve been away from home

for 20 hours.

Yeah, thats true. Hold on.

His fiancee hasnt heard

from him.

So f***ing what?

Wait a second.

You guys are driving me nuts.

lm outta here.

Hey! Kiddos, you, Konrad,

we need a car.

And Juantxo, we need money.

No way!

l Copied it exactly.

But the best thing was when they

put their glasses on.

l just dont know.

Glasses!

Hey, Guys!

l dunno.

ALENTEJO,

SOUTHERN PORTUGAL.

Joao Villambrosa.

-My friend. How are you?

-Fine.

But worse than you for sure.

Hows the ulcer?

Better, thanks.

lts been fine

for the past few weeks.

ln fact...

Since l last talked to you.

You should control that temper

of yours.

lll give you a home-made remedy

on Friday. At the casino.

Brazilian medicine.

Dont bother.

On Friday lll forget my

pains as soon as l see the cattle.

lm bringing the best girls

youve ever seen.

Not just because l respect you.

l also have my own motives...

Your cooperation means alot to me.

Yes, in Arosanot only will we

sign our partnership

but also seal our friendship.

By the way,

could we not bring the

the swap forward to today?

lll tell Fatima do Espirito

Santo.

-See you on Friday in my casino.

-Look after your health.

Thanks. Dont wor...

l feel worse.

Now l hear you better, Tourino.

We cant pick up the microwaves

inside.

We dont have a satellite dish.

Listen, Pazos, were not going

that way, so listen.

Have you got the crabs?

Crabs?

No, its not the season.

Only in the months with r in them

January, February...

l said crabs.

Ten kilos worth.

The coke?

Why didnt you say so?

Yes, the order arrived.

Who will pick up the drop?

The Portuguese will

be there at 6.

The goods are worth 30 million.

Take the money and bring it to

Arosa.

Do you think you

can manage that?

Come on, boss,

just trust me.

lm an old hand at this.

Theyre professionals so try

and act like one.

lts as easy as peeling abanana.

Give my regards

to Mr Villambrosa...

Sorry.

My poor child.

All under control, sir.

Pass me an Almax.

Theyre real busy.

No, Konra, thats showing off.

-Sure this is it, guys?

-Yeah, of course it is.

La Kokotxa. Look, prawns!

Afternoon. Mr Villambrosa?

Of course.

lve just spoken to him.

l dunno, l expected you to have

an accent.

Good afternoon.

Excuse me, but we think you have

something that belongs to us.

Yes, in aminute.

But have a drink first.

You must be tired.

-Yeah. Of going up and down.

-We got lost three times.

Well just relax.Weve got some

girls youre gonna love.

On the house, as usual.

Youre very hospitable.

Very kind. Nice and cool.

By the way,

what about Villambrosa?

Hes fine, thanks. lll tell him

you asked after him.

Now tell me, has your car got

airbags?

Driver, passenger and side, just

fitted.

F***ing professional.

Like aring on a finger.

Mr Villambrosa could be a

bit more discreet.

Did he say he was coming?

Hes very definitely

coming or not coming.

He was very clear on that matter.

l couldnt hear him very well.

Weve had trouble with the

imm mobile phone.

Listen.

Mr Villambrosa left the matter

in my hands.

So no need to worry

Everything will work out o.k.

But now... a concept.

Why dont you relax and get laid?

Weve got plenty of time.

And lll go get organized.

Marquitos! Tonin! Back to

work. F***!

Were pushed for time. And feed

those f***ing hens!

l painted this in my hippy phase.

-What do you think?

-Exquisite, colorful.

lm an artist, man.

l was a sailor, a welterweight,

and a sculptor.

But they dont appreciate me.

Move it!

Nayat!

Navratilova!

Ones Arabic, the others

Chechen.

High class, real pros.

Wheres the fire?

Well, well.

Three young uns.

Great.

Sorry, but lve come here to...

No, you take it easy.

You and me are going to have

a few drinks.

Us partners have got to get to

know one another.

Girls...

Give em some liposuctions.

You know what l mean?

l do indeed.

God, what abunch of wimps!

Palmira, open that bottle of

grappa of mine.

-Grappa?

-l was keeping it...

for a special occasion.

l can see youve

got a good eye.

lts not the standard Mini-Uzi.

lts the Micro-Uzi SMG.

Sub machine Gun.

A killing machine. A real gem.

Youd noticed of course.

-Hold it.

-No.

-Hold it!

-No.

Hold it for fucksakes!

Holy sh*t!

And theres me explaining.

Sh*t! These foreigners come

really prepared.

So machine gun, eh?

Palmira, another bottle!

Very professional.

Right, thats it.

Christ, there are more tourists.

coming every day

What a sight!

What a vision!

Dont get any ideas.

She wont look atyou.

Wanna bet?

Hi.

Smells of gunpowder.

l like it.

Were you expecting me?

All my life.

lm Fatima do Espirito Santo.

l understandyou know about

airbags.

Oh no, not again.

My partners an expert. He

spends all day fitting them.

Fantastic!

l like driving fast.

And l think ld feel safer

with one of those things.

Could you look at my airbags?

We dont mind, do we Konrad?

Where were we?

l like going fast...

...and coming slow:

Hello. Oh, its you.

l have to check the airbags.

Of course.

Lets get out.

After 15 years of marriage,

with the kids at the best

schools in Cam Ford...

They had everything.

Now lm alone. All alone.

Ah, Carmina.

Her in Galicia

and me in the Basque country.

lm sorry, man. lt upsets me.

Go ahead and cry.

Let off some steam.

You said it. lm all choked up.

You understand, dont you?

Of course.

Damn it all!

Come on El Depor!

You were right

l didnt listen to you.

l have to accept that

with a glass in front of me.

My head feels heavy

How l suffer.

l swear l need

to return.

Theres a woman all alone

waiting for me too.

The hell with it!

All checked, maam.

Konra, this is my friend...

Glad to meet you.

So machine gun.

lm leaving.

Now?

l owe you a dance.

What the f***...

And the ring?

F***ing b*tch!

Hey, amigo.

Wheres Villambrosa?

Watch your step with Villambrosa.

Hes a son of a b*tch.

Hes got money in ambulance,

Hell be at the Big Club.

The best place weve got.

Swish place. You ought to

see it.

Straight ahead at the intersexual,

and you cant miss it.

Okay, Pazos.

What do we owe you?

-lts on the house.

-Lets go then.

My money aint good enough

for you or what?

D*ckhead!

F***ing hell!

lll blow your f***ing heads off!

A bit of respect, Chrissakes.

Easy, guys.

Pazos is a cool dude.

Quit clowning around.

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