El Gringo Page #3

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Mr. Jader, ten years ago,

a politician full of good intentions.

No no, this is not Jader,

this is Zacharia's double

and, ins his party's political

broadcast...

he appeared right after

a Zacharia's impersonator...

who was so bizarre that got

people's attention.

Jader slipstreamed it and was elected.

So was Zhacharias, by the way.

Jade is dignity,

Jader is respect...

Jader is honesty.

Jader, 888886.

With Bem Te vi, 88.

After he was elected...

within a few months

he got a taste of reality.

When he noticed, he was

involved in schemes...

to approve skyscraper construction

in restricted areas...

to favor companies in the

bidding to supply school meals...

and so on.

The other day...

I saw the government's

Party political broadcast...

And this is what was said,

the TV host speaking solemnly...

When the disease came, we treated

it the best way we could.

They can't be serious!

This is such cheap advertising!

This is an advertising text

that says...

The health care,

we offer the people...

Is really rubbish!

Not to say crap.

Now moving on to another issue...

Hello

I'm home.

More or less.

No, not yet.

This is Sofia, Jader's wife.

I'm putting it on now.

Okay?

Me too, bye!

And she's not so happy with Jader.

- Jader?

- Just a second.

- What, Sofia?

- Your jacket.

I'm not wearing a jacket.

Say it, what time?

And now, while he east

his medium rare steak...

accompanied by an elegant

gratin galettes...

he's about to receive a phone call

that will change his life.

- Yeah?

- Jader?

- Hi, this is Henrique.

- Hi, Dr. Henrique.

My assistant

told me about your case.

Some more water, please.

Thank you.

So, man, due to his history

this is a complicated deal.

I know, that's why my client

needs your expertise...

Your influence.

But, my friend

this caliber is too high.

I'll have to think about it,

see what I can do to help.

Listen, deputy, I want you

to know in advance...

that both my client

and my group...

we are ready to pay

a small urgency fee...

I know, everybody

has urgency...

Besides, we have the election

next year, I'll be very busy.

I have to think about it.

We'll see.

But this is not the right

place to discuss this.

- Tell me, do you enjoy jogging?

- Jogging? I do, I do.

The probability theory

tries to quantify the notion

of mathematically probable.

- What's up, man?

- Hey, how are you?

- A hot-dog with two sausages.

- You got it.

But I guess not even

such complex formulas...

would be able to quantify

the probability...

of my meeting the a**hole

who robbed me 24 hours later...

right at my favorite

hot-dog stand.

Things are good here, huh?

- Hello.

- How are you?

I want the usual, with...

Fon Fon the Teddy Bear.

With mash and fries.

Good afternoon,

Agent Mrcio, please.

- Edgar?

- Edgar.

Hi. We got the man.

Come take a look.

He went to eat the wrong hot-dog

at the wrong place.

I bet that gave him indigestion.

Take a look.

See if it's him.

Velinha woks really hard.

He's a delivery guy

for several food places...

all of them with fancy

Italian names...

Pizza Molto, Watashi Watakaro,

Il Pazzo Capperi.

Ilshawarma Dihere and son on.

In fact, he's the owner

of all these pizza places...

because none of them

really exists.

They are all a facade

for his scheme.

No, this guy has a Fon Fon

teddy bear tattoo...

- No, he is not the guy...

- Fon Fon teddy bear?

The guy who robbed me

had a Panda bear tattoo.

- He's not the guy.

- Are you sure? Take a good look.

This guy is a friend of a delivery

boy who works for my father.

- He's a working guy.

- A friend?

DEAD END STREE:

- Your down, punk!

- Easy...

Here, here If you try

anything, I'll kill you.

Easy, easy.

I just need to talk to you.

- Who are you?

- I just need to talk to you.

- I just wanna talk, man.

- What are you up to?

- You like following muggers around?

- F***!

- Is this your kinky fantasy?

- I saved your ass today!

- You didn't save sh*t!

- I'm just want to make an offer...

Are you high, man?

Why are you laughing?

- I have a proposal.

- A proposal?

Loads of cash.

It's a good deal.

Get up, get up.

Get up. Talk.

Wanna spend the rest of your life

delivering pizza...

stealing cell phones

at traffic lights?

A tough guy?

Are you a tough guy?

You followed me here

to laugh at me? Is that it?

You've got one minute to

convince me.

Come on.

There's a bag full of cash.

I know where it's going.

I know the time and the place.

- Whose money is that?

- Car smugglers'...

Mercedes, Lamborghinis,

you know?

Rich people's cars?

You like cars, right?

The guy likes them too.

Tell me more.

I'll tell you the time and place,

we go there and split it.

Split what?

What are we splitting?

This hurts, man...

What?

Am I laughing?

Do I think it's funny?

Am I laughing, a**hole?

- Man, it's a lot of cash.

- How much?

- Two million.

- Two million Reais?

Dollars.

No, man, that's too much!

He's chicken thief, Jader!

Don't talk sh*t. I know how

much they stole from the Jews.

Two millions dollars?

F***, that's some serious dough!

I'm telling you,

It's the real deal.

You're f***ing with me.

- That's too much money.

- I'm serious. I only want half.

One million's yours.

You bet.

Let's talk about it.

Come on.

- Just point that away.

- Shut up. Keep your distance.

Alright? Keep your distances.

Let's talk about over pizza.

Get my helmet.

Who's this guy?

This is Edmar.

Good old Edmar.

- Edgar.

- That's right.

He has a good deal going.

He's offering only 50%, man.

But this is something else.

What is there to eat?

There's pizza.

Like always.

I've got the munchies, man.

The munchies?

Then you'll eat with us.

But I'll tell you what,

the rest is ours.

Hey, man, you don't even

know what the deal is.

So what?

There's just two of us, man.

You're doing it alone?

Who made you Superman?

Alright, man? This is Clayton,

my partner, my right hand man!

I'm f***ed. I'm f***ed.

- I'm f***ed.

- I'm telling you.

Can I have my cell phones back?

What cell phone?

I'm just kidding.

Here it is.

A cool one.

Do I need to give it back?

Hot pizza, mate.

- Now you're talking.

- Is there extra virgin olive oil?

F*** you.

Eat this sh*t.

The only extra virgin

here is you, b*tch!

You realize that Edgar

had to come back to Brazil.

- This was inevitable.

- I know.

But...

we have to forget

this whole story.

It's all right.

Good.

That's really good.

Do you like working here?

I do.

Why?

You're not thinking

about quitting, are you?

No away.

I like the people here.

- Are you considering firing me?

- No, don't even think about that.

No, you've been

very valuable to me.

And money?

Everything ok with your pocket:

Are you in need

of some extra cash?

Money is always good, but...

for what I need,

it's enough to live on.

Alright. But if you need something,

You can ask me, Okay?

- Okay,

- Alright?

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