Drama\Mex Page #3

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What's the problem?

Language, sir.

Swearing is not permitted.

But what did I say?

Move up, man!

Turn that music off, Ballena, you prick.

I can't concentrate.

Shut up and play, fag.

- Go ahead, champ.

- No. Put that away.

I mean it, a**hole, turn it off.

I can't concentrate.

Can it, dude, we got trouble.

- What?

- Some real crazy sh*t.

Come on, a**hole, tell me.

What did you see?

Well, we saw Fer.

What?

She had her tongue halfway down

some a**hole's throat.

Cut the crap, jerkoff,

and tell me what you saw.

Blood oath, man, we saw her, didn't we?

Are you positive?

Are you all positive?

And what else, dude?

So who was this f***er?

It was Chano, her ex.

Look at that, sir. I demand respect.

- Shut up, f***er!

- And play, f*ggot!

Hey, Gonzo, that's not allowed here!

Let's go, eh?

- I'm seeing double.

- That's the point, isn't it?

Time to pay the boss.

- Sh*t.

- What?

I can't find my wallet.

I swear.

Jesus, what a drag, dude.

How good a runner are you?

Why?

Well, if there isn't a wallet,

we'll have to make a run for it, won't we?

Well, I don't know. How?

Yes, we stand up and walk out.

So what, do we start

running at the same time?

Yeah, you go first and I'll follow you.

Go on. Step on it.

You're a bit of a loser, eh?

Don't ask. I saved your ass.

When did you do it?

No Questions to make me feel ashamed.

- Come on, man, let's go.

- So, what was she saying?

What could she say?

She didn't see us.

She was sticking her tongue

into this other jerkoff.

Come on, let's go. We said

we were going to the warehouse.

No way. I'm not leaving here

until that b*tch comes to me,

even if it means staying here

for ten f***ing years.

You're asking the impossible, dude.

How's she gonna do that?

She'd never even imagine you were here.

The truth is I don't have a clue what to do.

I'm totally hung up on her.

To the hell with that slag.

Don't you ever talk to her again.

Not a single word. Heart of stone.

Tell the whore to go to hell.

Blood Oath, a**hole!

- If you love her, forgive her.

- Don't be such a limp dick.

Can it, pussyman.

That you never do. Never ever.

Heart of stone, my man.

- Blood oath, a**hole.

- Chinese revenge.

Beat the crap out of her.

Come on, slave. Keep moving!

In here, come on, move it!

Hi, you guys!

Sit there.

What do you want to drink?

Hello.

Hello.

Hey, what's your name?

I said, what's your name?

Hey, what's with your friend?

How come he doesn't talk?

Oh, him? He's deaf.

Come on, let's dance.

Come on.

Dumb a**hole.

- Him, too.

- No, not him, leave him alone.

Let's go.

Come on.

Hurry! Hurry up!

Dude, look!

Pull over, there goes Tigrillo.

Tigrillo! Tigrillo! Tigrillo!

Little whore!

Dude, give me a ride,

it's an emergency.

- Where are you going?

- To the beach hotel.

Hotel, Tigrillo?

Tigrillo!

No sh*t, Gonzo,

I'll tell you who I saw.

Who?

- Will you give me a ride?

- Scout's honor, dude.

I saw your girlfriend with this other dude.

- Where?

- In the restaurant.

Now give me that ride, dude.

Piss off. Step on it, man.

- Let's go, come on.

- Please, it's very important.

Step on it, will you, a**hole?

Shut the f*** up.

Pull over, a**hole.

Stop you bastard, stop! I'm getting out.

- What gives?

- Good evening.

How do you do?

I'm Gonzalo. Pleased to meet you.

- Hey.

- I'm Gonzalo. Nice meeting you.

Shh. Quiet.

On the count of three, okay?

A rose that's painted blue

Is a reason

A simple little starfish

Is a reason

It's easy to write a poem

If there's a motive

It's easy to create new worlds

In my fantasy

Eyes that sparkle bathed in

We definitely have to get away from here.

He's obviously a stubborn little prick.

Lips just yearning to be kissed

Are a reason

Eyes that sparkle bathed in light

Are a reason

Lips just yearning to be kissed

Are a reason

For you.

And I stand here gazing at you

Discovering among so many reasons

I know for certain, with you it's true

My best and only reason is you

- That's the way, champ.

- You showed 'em who's boss.

At least let's drink a toast.

Here's to you, man.

Why the f*** doesn't she come out?

F*** you! Hey, f*** you!

Let's go to sleep.

Can I stay in your room?

No, Jennifer, I said no.

- Tigrillo!

- I said no, Tigrillio.

- Come on, let me.

- No.

I don't want to leave you on your own

in case you do something stupid.

I said no.

Why don't we meet tomorrow instead?

I'll take you to lunch.

- But are you going to be here?

- Of course I am.

If not, what can I do for you?

Whatever you want.

What don't you want?

Whatever you say.

If you're not here, are you a f*ggot?

Yes.

If you're not here,

you're a shithead f*ggot?

Look.

- What?

- Did you see them?

They're stuck together.

They're screwing, aren't they?

Nosy little kid.

Mind your own business.

Yeah, well, they should

rent a room, at least.

I'm so tired.

Come on, I'll stay in the bathroom.

I said no. Okay?

- Come on.

- Here, take this.

No, I don't want it.

What's going on? No. No.

Go on.

Why do you want to give me that

if we're going to see each other tomorrow?

- Okay.

- I don't know, just take it.

No, no way. I said no.

You don't have to act so heavy.

Besides, you know what? I'm not

going now. I'm staying right here.

You are not sleeping here. Okay?

- Now get going!

- You're a cold-hearted jerk.

See you tomorrow.

- Give me a cigarette.

- What?

Give me a cigarette.

Cigarettes kill, you know.

Aren't you the funny one.

Now go.

- Okay, but we have a date, don't we?

- I told you to go.

- Do we?

- Yes. Now go.

- Go on, off you go.

- It's definite?

Stubborner than a mule.

But it's definite, eh?

- Tigrillo.

- In here.

That girl is really something.

- Here's the Little Tiger. A winner, eh?

- Hi, guys.

- What happened?

- Come on, it's over now.

- I'm not going out for some time.

- Why?

That Benny Hill got way out of line.

- Everything?

- No, not everything.

- What about yourself?

- Me? Okay, it was nice.

- What you mean, nice?

- I met this nice old-timer.

- What did you get out of him?

- I don't know, nothing yet.

- But why?

- I don't know, didn't feel like it.

You're such a retard.

You liked him, didn't you?

No way. I said he's cool.

- She likes the old-timer.

- Gross.

I don't at all.

Well, give me a cigarette.

Get the f*** away, Tigrillo!

What the hell? What have you done?

- Let me see.

- All the way, just like that?

- What have you done, b*tch?

- Nothing.

- Why did he give you this?

- I don't know.

Play the fool, you whore.

Give me that back. F*** off.

- No, give it back to me.

- We did it!

- We are set for good, Tigrillo.

- Give it back. I'm not kidding.

- Not today, give it back.

- Take it!

- Stupid f***!

- What's wrong with you?

What a b*tch.

Get the f*** away from here.

You're not a Yahaira anymore.

Who are you gonna hang with?

As if a care. I don't give a f***.

- Step on it. Shut up!

- Gonzo!

It's urgent.

For real, Gonzo, for real!

Jaime!

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