Kills on Wheels Page #3

No surgery, no problem.

Put that phone down

while we're talking.

What the f***? I don't touch

your things, your books,

your... notes.

Who do you think you are'?

You think you know everything?

Did I ever say:

cut your hair or anything? A**hole.

Idiot.

Why did you swear at the doctor?

I hate how my dad's

a coward sh*t.

- So what should I do?

- Why did he leave?

- We've been through this.

- You always lied.

- Why would I lie?

- He left because of me.

Not you, but me.

He couldn't deal with

a crippled son.

He left to have a real life,

a real family. A wise move.

He couldn't deal with not

taking his kid out to play.

I'd just crawl around.

That's embarrassing.

- Admit that you felt bad too.

- No.

It wasn't embarrassing.

It was for me.

I was really embarrassed.

Your father really loved you.

He loved you but...

he couldn't make a living

in this country.

Why didn't we go with him?

You wanted to stay?

Actually I did.

I had my sporting career here.

I was champion here

on the Olympic team.

F*** that. He dumped you too.

He ran off to a world

without complications.

He's a selfish bastard.

So I won't take his money.

But he can spend it on my funeral.

My sister asked if

you'll be at the wedding,

yes, no, what?

I said I don't know.

I want you to come.

Everyone important to me

will be there. So...

I'd like you to come.

Give me an invitation.

You must have one on you.

Sure. Hold on.

Norbert?

- What do you call him? Norbi?

- Norbi.

Super name.

That's what he's called.

- Wait, I'll help.

- Thanks, Zsuzsi.

I see you're in a good mood too.

The view's nice, eh?

Lots of action.

What if you don't

go through with the surgery?

My organs will crush each other.

The problem isn't my back pain, but

that my liver will crush my kidneys.

I'm a time bomb.

You're an idiot then

if you don't do it.

Your mother hasn't been around.

How is she?

She always came with her little car.

She's mad at me.

She'll stay away for a while.

Talking back again?

- I'm tired.

- Of what?

Playing with your phone?

That's really tiring.

Why am I always the cripple?

It's someone else's turn now.

I'll be the cripple for a bit, OK?

Just a bit.

I'll get some cash

from the Serbian,

so we can go out somewhere.

Have a nice meal, OK?

You have a new life!

You can thank me for everything!

Now you wanna ruin it?

Who are your partners?

I needed help.

No one else could have

done those jobs for you.

That's why you're still alive!

But you don't need partners!

Get rid of them, goddammit!

Or I will!

Forget them, they're harmless.

They could be useful to you.

No way! It's always trouble!

Get rid of them!

What did you say

you're saving for?

A new body.

Huh?

- A new body.

- What?

I want my legs fixed.

Your legs? Can you do that?

- I don't know.

- Can you?

Anything's possible with money.

I'm only paying

after you killed both, OK?

Call me when it's done.

I don't want any more problems.

C'mon boys.

Drop dead.

Motherf***er.

What? What's wrong with it?

Dunno. It's done this before.

- Is the battery charged?

- Yeah, but it's sh*t and old.

Then why didn't you change

the battery?

- OK, I will now.

- Well now...

- Sh*t! It's totally stuck.

- So what now?

It needs power.

From the car battery or what?

- Bring the bus here or something.

- Yeah, bring the bus, Barba.

We can charge from there

but it'll take 2 hours.

You want me to park

in the middle of the road?

No, pull over to the side,

obviously. Duh!

Why'd you bring this one

if it's uncertain?

I thought we'd be out a while.

I didn't want to tire my back.

Aw, why?

Oh. Jesus!

- You comfy?

- Yeah.

You on my lap isn't too dreamy

but now that you're here...

OK, give him that crap,

put it in there...

Take it.

Barba, grab the top.

- What're you doin'? I swear to God...

- You put it in front of me?

Lean it on the mirror and

let's get the f*** out of here.

This can stay as a bird feeder.

God knows why you came in this.

- This is our speed?

- He's no feather, you idiot.

I feel like a snail, but fine.

- Pull the net over your head.

- I'll go on ahead...

Yeah, go 'cause it's super crowded!

This is the great outdoors?

Pushing through reeds,

and now we're having fun?

Not reeds, but weeds, grass.

Going bush?

Sinking into mud? This is...

What a big baby, I swear!

This is a completely

pointless outing.

I hate this.

We can't even do a shitty fishing trip.

2 hours till we reach the lake.

I'm doing everything...

If I wasn't here,

there'd be nothing, you hear?

Nothing.

Goddamn...

Why're you spraying that

sh*t on yourself?

'Cause I hate being sweaty,

and you never know

where you'll meet chicks.

Sure you can. Here? Never!

Okay so...

I need to undo this...

and then...

OK, lemme try again.

In Sweden and Denmark they give

whore tickets to the handicapped.

Get it? Whore tickets so

at least they can have sex.

I mean, why don't they

give us whore tickets?

- Quit mumbling already.

- Barba, we'll party tomorrow.

Invite the therapist chicks over, right?

- You know, those college girls.

- Great idea!

- No way!

- What's your problem with them?

- Look...

- One of them is hot.

- She doesn't look hot at all.

- What girls do you like then?

That's not the...

- That's not the point.

- Then what?

They treat us like work tools.

They just massage us all day

but you look in their eyes

and they totally lack sexuality.

They whistle while they do it!

They're all frigid intellectual c*nts.

I f***ing hate them all!

What's this?

A shark?

You like those freeze-dried sluts,

or what?

- Fake eyebrows, popping tits...

- Help!

- Help him, Rupaszov.

- I'll help him.

Are you crazy?

He can't swim.

Lemme help.

Help me, Rupaszov!

I'll help you, too!

Rupa...

Thanks!

Relax, you won't die.

It was just a bad joke.

Were you guys in the army?

I just daydreamed through it.

Here. A present.

But you might have to use it

when you don't want to.

- What're all the lamps?

- What?

- The lampshades.

- A pal of mine had a shop here.

But business was bad so

it was a lamp store and

a flower shop all in one year.

Now he sells manure.

- And those car tires?

- They're mine.

I use the winter ones in summer,

and the summer ones in winter.

That's how I f*** the system.

- Aren't you dancing?

- Coming?

- Sure we are!

- Sure we are!

But it may take a while!

Come on!

Come on, breakdance-boy!

Show 'em your moves.

My accident was 3 years ago.

3 years exactly.

And since then:
nothing.

I mean, down there.

Look, I know tons of people

at rehab who can manage.

How?

With sex toys and Viagra,

stuff like that.

I don't like fake stuff.

Fine, but it's important

to have an attachment to someone.

Actually, that's what's

most important.

How 'bout your reflexes?

They could be better.

What?

No, we're not playing

that game, no way.

No, no, no...

Yes, yes, yes...

It's pretty hard loving

someone like this.

How could I influence

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