Bitch Slap Page #3
Calm down? All I know say that, Hel,
I can not end up like him.
- We are running out of time.
- She will be fine.
- I'm not stuck because of it.
I said that it will be fine.
Scan the perimeter.
Sorry, Hel.
No, Trixie ...
I disappoint you.
I shouldn 't
have sought to do this.
Do not force me.
I wanted to be here ...
... with you.
You're the first person in all
my life who believed in me.
We should not.
Not here.
Please ...
... I need you.
... for anyone.
So why do not you kiss me ...
... now?
What the f***!
Camero ...
... I can explain.
I'm out there to pull the leather and
you are here to give a loose to?
And Gage was right.
I can not trust you.
- You can, yes.
- Lies!
What else are not telling me?
- They plan to get rid of me too?
- Do not be ridiculous.
- Who is being ridiculous, Hel?
- It's my fault, Camero.
Hel I asked not to tell.
Did you know you gonna come along and
make you even more uncontrollable.
So I need to be controlled?
- Is that what you think? It?
- No!
Why not I who is exploring
the depths of delicious sprout
to pretend I'm something I'm not.
I knew it davas trouble.
Never should have left
Hel to bring up.
We would not have found
this place without her, remember?
Truth.
So now we can kill it.
Kill her and you must
I kill me too.
And then you will not have anyone to sell
the material or treat contacts.
That's what you want?
Sorry, Camero.
Should have told you
on us from the beginning.
But I never thought
to betray you in this business.
We're all in this ...
... until the end.
Or won all,
or lose all ...
... and now lose
has a price too high.
Mind again and killed the two.
Excuse
it was my fault.
I could not control.
Never apologize parts
for being you own.
It scares me, Hel.
Are you sure that she
will not try anything?
With the Camero is not quite clear.
Help me up, okay?
It seems that the Gage
was prepared for war.
Camero!
Come on, we have found something.
K-14, a pirate with spool gun.
Based carbon fiber,
system soundproof hellfire ...
This is really a
powerful secret weapon.
How do you know all this?
My father was part of ghost
recognition of the CIA in the 80s.
Camero, you hear me?
Where was she?
Camero!
Where are you?
Trixie, enter the car, quick!
'Okay, well, b*tches!
You're not kidding, Kinki.
Looks like a jam chicks.
- Who the hell are you?
- Think of us as ...
... debt collectors.
Rata, boat, perfect!
Naughty ...
Kinki slapping.
Relax!
Relax. You okay.
It seems that this time we are
Would you have the tomatoes, Camero.
You know these two?
When she came in search of Gage
I quickly noticed that something was going to spend big.
He bought me a long time,
cheater!
We have been following you.
So ...
... the legendary treasure of the Gage
existent.
Where is it?
- We do not know.
- Do not try to cheat.
No way to say 2 times the Kinki ...
Should be allowed! Twinkie perfect!
... you get to face.
The Gage lied to us.
So it is better to continue to dig.
That f***. I will not dig
anything for you unless your grave.
Enough!
Let's dig.
But let her alone.
I like to leave you hit
seven shades of sh*t out of you two!
You still ...
The lodge of my old Barney!
Camero ... the same as always.
Now start digging.
I want to ...
Not you, honey.
You stay here.
Do what he says.
The Kinki want to play ...
She wants to play what?
I need help to get out of here.
I miss you, Camero.
Certain animals
my stay in prison.
Recluse 1138, get ready
for processing.
It's safe. Open the cell 2187.
But ...
I told you,
I can still get you out.
But you must give me something in return.
Eat your favorite food, Camero.
Well, come on.
Can I trust you?
Of course.
Take me out and divided
Arre!
Dammit.
Come on, faster.
You are my horse.
Come on, faster.
Ride him, Kinki!
Dammit.
Come on, faster.
This show is private.
Back to work!
If I make a diversion
and run to the arms
think you can get to Trixie?
What, now not talking to me?
- Come on, Camero, I need you.
- To save Mrs. Boca Magic?
No way.
You took something?
I no longer know who you are!
I never should have trusted you.
Certainly not me should have love.
That's it.
Get up.
Get up.
Forget it.
We can do this.
It's just us now.
No! No!
Stop! Help me!
Found something!
Garlic! Orgia solo!
Move. Come on, Cu Raso.
Clears it!
Clears it!
Open it.
I said to open!
Knees, Mamas Floridas!
It is the only place where you are good!
Open it!
Perhaps there is some kind of code.
And who knows o. ..
Plums when they are cooked!
... code?
Who knows?
Nobody?
The Kinki is right. If no one speaks,
there is no reason to keep you alive.
Wait!
Let me try.
Let me try.
- Hurry up!
- Okay.
- Hurry up! Hurry!
- Okay.
Thank you,
now take care of this.
- Kinki, kill!
- Okay.
High!
I knew that if
something happening here.
Drop it!
Everyone in the ground now!
Let her go, I say! Come on, drop it.
Well, this is the last time.
Put the gun down and lie on the floor!
Well, come on.
Come! Come on!
- No. ..
- Away!
Anyone have a problem here.
- Away!
- Here I come ...
future is not promising.
Who!
- Stop!
- You! You!
Camero, stop!
No! Stop, Camero! Stop!
Was the limit, parola! I beat you
directly to China.
Enough!
C*cks f*** me!
I have been through my hair with this sh*t.
It'll be over now!
- A start to lose your cool, no?
- Let's meet in the caravan.
Let's stop this bastard now.
No matter who you are, is not going to betray
if you suck daisy roots.
Today not kill anyone else.
Period!
Were over 7 in 10 years, Hel.
How did you get in less than 3 weeks?
And how I got my cock
release with 12 years to be served?
Well, this is America. She is sexy,
full of money and has contacts high.
- Bullshit.
- I just save up your ass! Again.
The hell that is saved!
Had everything under control.
You're making up
a burden, Camero.
Not to mention,
a martyr with selective memory.
You look so sh*t in mocada
andas to take the one you are irrational.
F*** you!
I finally see you
by who you really are.
What is she talking about?
Prison. Weapons. Money.
Your expertise in Honduran sex.
Want to tell the Good and Plenty
what brand, or should I tell?
As you read this?
God!
Why did you do that?
I had no choice, Trixie.
Clearly, she suffers from delusions
and completely lost his mind.
Get her handcuffs
and holds it inside.
What are you doing?
What needs to be done.
Sorry.
Thanks, Trixie.
How do you know my name?
Who are you?
I am a big fan.
A what?
An aficionado of your ass ...
that is, goods.
I saw you in the Pope's Picaloo
You are ... amazing e. ..
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