Antares Page #4

Thank you.

Mario wet his bed again.

He didn't get that

from me.

- Where is he, in his room?

- Can't you hear him?

Could you stop

coming here?

Nicole,

I want to talk to you.

Like normal people.

But you won't listen to me,

that's the problem.

Okay, then talk.

I sold an apartment

yesterday.

The third one

this week.

Do you know what that is?

It's an agency record.

- That's what you wanted to say?

- I just want to talk to you.

I don't want you around.

I'm tired of being beaten

every other day,

of geting in trouble for

forgeting your beer,

- of geting raped...

- Don't start this sh*t again.

I was mad 'cause

you didn't wanna f***.

I'm tired of f***ing

whenever you feel like it.

You don't understand

what goes on up here.

Then tell me

and then leave.

Listen Nicole.

These are

hard times for you,

I know,

what with the separation and all...

But you have to come to grips

with yourself.

You're just distraught.

Come to grips

with myself?

- Yes.

- I'm distraught?

Yes.

How are you?

What are you doing?

Yes, I'm waiting for you.

Can't wait to see you.

No, he's here.

- Look at this.

- I think he hurt himself.

Can I call you back?

- What have you done?

- Look at this.

Wait. Sit down.

Hold still.

- What's that?

- Iodine.

- Does it burn?

- Naw.

Your present, I almost forgot.

Want me to get it?

I don't want

any presents.

Daddy hurt himself.

Doesn't mater.

Minor cut,

nothing serious.

Come down with me

and see my convertible.

I don't care

about your convertible.

Then I'll bring it up.

I don't mind.

Is that okay?

Does it hurt?

Here.

- Give it to your new girlfriend.

- Come on.

You like the color?

It was either silver or petrol,

but I figure petrol is cooler.

- Let's go for a drive.

- Alex, I don't want to.

That's okay.

You'll come around.

Look.

Alarm system.

Sure you don't want to?

Next time.

Bye.

Come over here.

Come on.

- How are you?

- Fine.

Thought about it?

You and me, baby?

Blow job... 50.

F***ing... 200.

Hey, do I look like someone

who has to pay for a f***?

Do I look like someone

who has to pay for a f***?

Look at me.

Do you really think

I need that?

Go ahead

and think it over.

Come quick,

there's idiot here.

What are you doing here?

Just standing.

Ain't nothing against that?

- This here is a no parking zone.

- Yeah? I hadn't noticed.

Hey, are you crazy?

You can't piss in my car.

What car?

It's as good as gone.

You heard the man:

No parking zone.

Lousy,

f***in' b*tches.

Sh*t.

I know.

I had another appointment.

I'll be there in ten minutes.

Bye.

A**holes.

There they are,

those jerks.

Hello, Rabitsch.

Sorry,

I had another appointment.

Come in.

Sorry.

- Well?

- We'll think about it.

Think about it.

- Good-bye.

- Good-bye.

Sorry, we won't be taking it.

It's too expensive.

- Go f*** yourself.

- I beg your pardon?

- Go f*** yourself.

- C'mon, let's get out of here.

I don't understand this.

Maybe he forgot.

The apartment's

already taken.

What do you want from me?

It's taken.

Don't you think

I've got beter things to do?

The apartment is gone.

Time is money, man.

Your time ain't worth

diddly squat to me.

Somethin' wrong?

- I said it's over...

- Gota talk to you.

I don't want to talk.

Get your foot out.

Alex, stop it.

I'll scream.

- In front of Mario?

- He's at my mother's.

Then we got

the place to ourselves.

Help!

Stop being ridiculous.

I just want to talk.

You left this in the car.

I don't want it.

Give it to your new floozy.

Very funny.

Now take it.

Or I'll get angry.

Look, Nicole.

Let's be reasonable.

I hit you again,

but that's not what I want.

You just don't get it.

This is our

Chinese restaurant.

I always used

to get the chicken.

Swimming pool.

Look,

remember that old jacket?

Amazing.

Look,

I still had

long sideburns here.

And this is...

carnival '97.

I puked for three days after that.

I missed an appointment

this morning.

Kept those jerks

waiting half an hour.

Who are you calling?

That's the police.

Are you dense

or something?

We don't need the police,

I'm not hurting you.

Where was this?

Maybe in Schwechat?

We sure make

a great-looking couple.

Cheers.

Nicole,

your problem is you don't talk.

I've got my flaws too.

Look, I don't have a new girlfriend,

I just said that.

Women are stupid anyway,

except for you.

- I've got someone new.

- I know, consider it forgoten.

No problem,

I forgive you.

I'm dying to see

how this looks on you.

If I try it on,

will you leave?

Yeah, put it on...

Please.

Great.

Fits great.

- I'm cold.

- Okay. Get dressed.

Thanks.

Can you leave now?

Not until you get it through your head

that I love you.

That just doesn't

seem to sink in.

Good evening.

I'd like to order some food.

Miterhofgasse 2,

section IX,

apartment 27.

Hold on.

I'll call back in a second.

Help!

It's me again.

Yes.

I'd like a pizza Capricciosa

and a Del Amore.

Excellent.

Bye.

Sorry, but you

leave me no choice?

Do you want

to throw all this away?

And this?

And this...

What more do you

expect me to do?

I'm sorry.

Everything's going wrong,

I don't know why.

It's 'cause you won't listen to me,

Nicole, I love you.

You're the most kick-ass woman

in the world.

Can't you just

leave me alone?

That's beside the point.

Okay, I made a mistake,

but I've changed.

You must have noticed.

Why do you think

I'm doing all this?

The roses, lingerie,

vase, the convertible.

What can I do

to make you understand?

You always

blow things up.

I plan a nice evening

and you go and ruin it.

How do you expect us

to go on this way?

I don't,

we're through.

You're the one

who doesn't get it.

- Is that him?

- Don't you dare hurt him.

I don't have to take this.

Sorry man, I come see...

No problem, come in.

Nicole's here.

- How cute, what's its name?

- Fipsi.

Hi there, Fipsi.

- I don't stay long...

- No problem.

Lock the rat

in the bedroom, Yugo.

Close the door.

Move.

Hi.

Sit down.

That's him?

The Yugo with the ridiculous Renault?

That's him.

With knife

you big strong man.

Bravo.

Bravo,

your man is real man.

I'm strong

without the knife, boy.

- Get up.

- Don't.

Stop it.

Get up.

Or ain't you got the balls?

Got the message, boy?

You're such an a**hole,

such an a**hole.

Get out of my life,

out of my apartment.

I don't need

your roses.

I hate you.

I hate you.

But Nicole,

that's not true.

- You're bleeding.

- It's okay.

- Is it broken?

- No, I need napkin.

Come to the bathroom.

He's such an a**hole.

I'm sorry.

You die.

I don't have to take this.

He's always been an a**hole.

I'm so sorry.

He'll always

be an a**hole.

At least

nothing's broken.

- Does it burn?

- No.

I don't f***in'

have to take this.

What the f***...

F***in' piece of sh*t.

Never again.

Never again.

Shut up.

Piece of sh*t clunker.

A**holes.

I don't believe this.

Damn it.

The gentleman

has already checked out.

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