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he can do it in person,

not through that thieving whore Naadirah.

Okay. Okay. All right.

You wanna earn a bit?

Yeah, we can go on the bed.

You tell Nicky, you can come next time!

If Nicky didn't get his money,

then his problem's with her, not me.

This is Nicky.

He runs Maksim's business

across the street.

Da stargo tora.

Da stargo tora.

Da stargo tora.

How old are you, sweetheart?

How old do you think I am?

I don't know. My eyes might be playing

tricks on me, but I say 17, maybe?

- You don't think I could be 16?

- Oh?

Kanwal, we don't need

that kind of trouble.

- I'm 21.

- Twenty-two next week.

Why are you f***ing this up for me?

You hate money or something?

Kanwal, how would you like

to make me feel 16 again?

Move your butt here.

- Are you really a doctor?

- Yes, I am.

Don't look at me like that.

Carpe culus.

Is Tanya around?

I thought Kanwal was watching Josie.

Yeah, well, Prince Charming there

just stole my babysitter.

Tanya!

Hey, Cactus.

Hey. Can you do me a favor?

Watch Josie for a while?

Sure.

How are you, sweetie? That looks nice.

Need a babysitter again, Bill?

'Course. It'll be fun.

What the f***'s

on your face, Luba?

You want some dinner, angel?

Daddy's gotta go. Oh!

No soda.

Hey, Bill.

Sergeant.

You know, I've always wondered

what goes on in this place.

I see a lot of guys going in tense

and coming out smiling.

Not everyone enjoys their job

as much as you, Robert.

Some of us need help to relax.

Not so much you, though.

You're always tense.

Think I might

like to check it out sometime.

- Have a look around.

- Any red-blooded male should.

Thing is, Uncle Sam's

a cheap son of a b*tch

and I gotta send most of my money

back home to Sally and the kids.

You know the drill.

Well, hell, Robert,

let me have a word with the ladies inside

and get you fixed up.

Hey, you do like the ladies?

Oh, I'm a straight shooter, Bill.

You can bank on that.

You're a brother.

And being as we're bros,

I think it's only fair I tell you

that somebody out there

is sure keen to see you

get picked up by us.

Your ex-wife.

Yeah.

Willing to pay real money.

Good thing we're so close, then, huh?

Take it easy, Cactus.

Hey!

Tell Maksim his car is ready.

Halt! Halt!

I've been to America.

I didn't like it,

but many of you do, so...

Can I help you?

Don't worry, he'll move on.

How freaky is that?

We have a beachside restaurant

on the fifth floor.

Hey! What is this?

F***ing art class? Hmm?

- What the f***...

- Nicky, language.

Okay, take the kid out of here.

- I'm still hungry.

- Please, Makiko,

- take the kid out of here.

- Come on. Let's go.

See that syndicate over there?

They work with my boss,

so all I got to do is call them over

and they'll cook your nutsack faster

than this fine piece of fillet.

Do you understand?

Doesn't work for me.

You're a bit of a perv, aren't you?

I'm sure we can find someone

at the massage parlor

to cater to your kink.

I said, she doesn't work for me.

Wait. I know you.

I know you.

You're the barman.

Dude, I wouldn't tell your crazy ass

anything if my life depended on it.

Who the f*** is this?

What are you doing

searching for all these girls?

Are they related to you?

Are you stalking them?

I think you need to leave. Now.

Come on, guys.

Would you escort this bartender

back to his bottles?

They must be getting lonely by now.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

What did you have in mind?

Yeah, we could do that.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I know. I know. I know. I know.

Yeah, I gotta go.

What the...

I'm so... I'm sorry.

Who is this gorgeous girl?

I seem to remember

a really sad little girl coming in here.

A sad girl with one leg, but...

Are you sure it's the same girl?

Um... play Wayne.

Fit's perfect.

I just wanna record her gait for analysis.

Of course.

Take a look. Beautiful.

You are moving on that thing.

You're a pro. Here.

We'll get you up on this treadmill

and Uncle Duck is gonna record

this beautiful moment forever.

Careful now. Keep your back straight.

- Thank you so much, Dr. Teddington.

- Please. My pleasure.

A nice straight back for me.

There you go.

Just walk normally.

That's it.

That's it. Yes.

Yes, indeed.

Yes,

I would like to order something.

Make it the pork with sauerkraut

and a beer.

No, track my phone. I'm out and about.

Welcome to Dig-Ins.

What can I do for you tonight?

Great. I just need you

to tell me your phone number.

I forget my phone number too.

I need my mental power for chick digits.

Please tell me your phone number.

You have to

speak your number into it.

You have to speak your number into it.

That's messed up.

You can't talk at all?

Okay.

Let's see.

You can't send food to this number.

Please enable

tracking for this phone number.

You can wait here

or have it droned to your apartment.

Do you want a drink?

What did you do to Nicky?

He said he needed to find Naadirah.

I've never seen him so scared.

And...

I mean, you did that.

It's... it's pretty impressive.

I thought you and Naadirah were trying

to pull some disappearing act

to get away from me.

You really are looking for her.

Aren't you?

What, you like these?

Don't worry, they come off.

You can borrow them.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Love is f***ing crazy, man.

She needed money,

and I told her I would get it because...

I hate myself enough to do that for her.

Would you?

Do you really love her that much?

Would you do anything for her?

Anything?

If she's not with me,

why would she be with you?

What are you?

You're nothing.

She's gone.

She took the money that I made for her

and she left!

And now...

Now Maksim knows what I did.

F***, I need to get out of here.

Do you want help in finding Naadirah?

I know you're not that big on technology,

but do you know what this is?

I shouldn't be here.

I need to tell you something.

There's something you need

to know about me.

I shouldn't be here.

I'm leaving you.

I shouldn't be here!

I need to call you, you know?

I need to be able to reach you.

Naadirah.

Here's your FlyMeal. Bon apptit!

Da stargo tora.

Da stargo tora.

Da stargo tora.

Naadirah.

Naadirah!

Naadirah! Naadirah? Naadirah?

Please quietly state

the name of the publication

you're looking for.

Just take my coat...

Here. Let me move that for you.

Oh, you're an American, are you? Lovely.

Now...

glasses, purse...

Would you be a dear

and watch my things for a minute

while I go and get my biscuit?

It's called a f***ing cookie!

Oh! Hello.

Did you bring your mom with you?

No, that's the new girl at the parlor.

I thought she'd make

a nice change of pace for you.

Is that for me?

Maksim called.

What's he want?

He wants us to put the squeeze

on Nicky Simsek.

Nicky?

That's heavy. He's a bad boy.

But I thought he was team Maksim.

What gives?

A**hole wants to find out

what Nicky's been doing behind his back.

And you watch. I'm not gonna make

a goddamn mark from this thing.

What did Nicky do?

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