Men at Work Page #4

Right. We're all doctors.

Where do you practice?

I got a small office down

in the medical district and...

You know, I could really use a drink.

- Just one.

- Me too.

Thanks.

- Sorry.

- I could have brought it to you.

Thank you.

It's for the pain.

I rarely touch the stuff.

Can I have another one?

I don't believe this.

They're doin' shots, for Christ's sake.

I can't believe I've never met you before.

I thought I knew everyone

who lived in this building.

Well, as I said, I lead a very private life.

Very private life. Yeah.

You know, you're a very beautiful woman.

No, I mean that. I've always thought so.

What do you mean, always?

What I meant was that

you've probably always been beautiful

and it's a shame that

I'm just now discovering this.

Oh.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you.

Well, you did.

You wanna switch to champagne?

Sure, if the Dom Perignon is chilled,

that'd be perfect.

How did you know I had Dom?

How did I know you had Dom?

Doesn't everybody?

- Where are you going?

- I'm going to the bathroom, Louis.

Jesus! Carl spends the evening

with a beautiful woman

and I'm stuck here

with a lunatic and a corpse.

I don't believe this guy.

I can't do this with you starin' at me.

- Who is it?

- Pedro's Pizza and Pancakes.

Yeah!

OK.

- Large pepperoni, extra cheese.

- That's us.

- How much?

- Eight bucks.

OK. One, two,

three, four...

- What's going on here?

- Mind your own business.

OK. Thank you, sir.

You've seen too much.

- What the hell are you doing?

- He saw you with the body.

- He could start trouble.

- So you kidnap him? Good solution.

Here, take the money.

I won't say anything to anybody!

You bet you won't!

What the hell?

Extra cheese?

- You're a madman.

- He was provoking me.

This situation has definitely

gotten way out of hand.

Get back to that window

and keep Carl covered.

- What the hell do we do with him?

- We need some rope.

Are you gonna get this or what?

Hello?

First, you lose the body,

and then you deliver me the wrong tape.

Now, I don't think that

either of you personally

set out to destroy my company.

But I sent you out on a simple task.

And, simply put, you loused it up.

Now, apparently,

Berger had a special relationship

with his campaign manager,

a Susan Wilkins, 825 Esplanade.

That's where we iced Berger, chief.

I know where that is.

Well...

Did it ever occur to you two idiots

that she might have the cassette?

I think he wants us

to kill some more people.

OK.

If I had my 16,

I could pick her off so easily.

This is good. Did you make it?

... reporting from Hanoi Hilton.

Yankee dogs, you might as well give up.

The war is lost. Jane Fonda was right.

Are you hungry? Would you like some?

- Don't give him any, James.

- Why not? He might be hungry.

He's a prisoner,

and he should be treated accordingly.

Have you completely lost your mind?

We're not soldiers and he's not

the enemy. He's a pizza man.

Back in Phu Bai,

he would have been killed

the second he knocked on that door.

I would've snapped his neck like a twig.

He never would've seen it coming.

- Louis, Louis, calm down.

- The commie bastard gets no food!

Yeah.

Yes, indeed.

That is deep.

That is definitely deep.

Yes.

Hm.

That's an interesting one.

So is that one.

You were born through Caesarean, no?

- No.

- It's not an exact science, of course.

Apparently not.

Mangoes. You love mangoes.

- How did you know that?

- Well, it's all here in the contours.

Yeah.

So, that's phrenology.

It's fascinating, no?

No. Weird.

You know what? First, let's take this off.

And let's do something.

- We are doing something.

- Let's get out of here and do something.

- Like what?

- I don't know, but it'll be fun.

Why this sudden burst of energy?

My ankle's killing me.

Come on.

- You want me to get this?

- Oh.

Do you always look in people's trash?

Well, sometimes it's the best way

to get to know 'em.

No, no, no. I wanna report

a murder and a kidnapping.

- Murder and a kidnapping.

- That's right.

- Did they take the body?

- No, no, no. I have the body.

- Did you kill the victim?

- No, I didn't kill him.

- Have you been kidnapped?

- I'm not the one who's been kidnapped.

- I know this sounds strange...

- I don't think we can help you, sir.

Well, f*** me! Isn't that what the police

are supposed to do - help people?

I am telling you...

They're leaving. Let's go.

Dammit!

Let's move it! Come on!

The pizza clown goes with us.

Get him on his feet. I'll get Tricky Dick.

I want you to know, James,

this is all going on my report.

That's great, Louis.

Just make sure you spell my name right.

Don't cross me, James.

All right, let's whack this broad

and get the tape.

Jesus Christ. That's Berger.

What the hell?

Get back here, you goof.

- Who's the kid in the clown suit?

- I don't know.

Oh! Oh, God! Oh, Christ!

Those bastards are gonna pay.

Oh, yeah. They're payin'.

Yo!

There's the broad. There goes the broad.

Come on, come on, come on, you moron.

Are we late for something?

- Faster, James, faster.

- I got it to the floor, Louis.

- Who are those guys?

- How the hell am I supposed to know?

And where do these guys

get off, takin' our body?

Come on, we're losing 'em.

Oh, Christ.

- Oh, sh*t.

- I've almost been waiting for this.

Now you see this here?

This complicates things.

I just don't like killing cops too much.

Forget about the body.

They're the ones drivin' around with it.

I say we stay with the girl.

Potterdam says she might have the tape.

Biff, help me, all right.

Who just died and made you king?

Hey, Mario, how about this?

Your mother did.

Don't you ever say anything,

ever, about my mother.

Your mother did, your mother did. Mario!

- How do we handle this?

- Just pull over.

OK, everybody. Act natural.

Well, well, well. Look who we got here.

I am in no mood for this right now, Mike.

Just write up the ticket

so we can all get on with our lives.

Well, I might not be able

to let you off so easy there, Jimbo.

See, you were doing 65 in a 35,

and you ran a red light.

That's reckless driving

as far as I'm concerned.

Who else you got

in there with you, Jimbo?

What the hell is going on in here?

You're... you're never

gonna believe this, Mike.

I... we, uh...

I'm totally floundering.

I can't even come up with a good lie.

What'd I tell you, James?

I knew you were crooked and I knew

I'd catch up to you sooner or later.

Everybody out of the vehicle right now.

- Don't do it!

- Don't shoot!

- He's got a gun.

- Don't shoot! Please, don't shoot!

Yeah, cop. I know you, man.

I know what you're thinking. "We got us

another crazy n*gger here with a gun."

Well, let me tell you, human life means

very little to me at this point in time.

You see, I thrive on misery.

In the jungle, misery's all you got.

But things are different back here

in the world, or so they seem.

Nobody wants to talk about

pain and suffering.

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