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my life like he had screwed his.

He told me to do

something else. Anything.

I did as he said.

I did something.

- And it didn't work.

- Everything I did was a failure.

What did you say when asked

what you wanted to be?

- Left wing.

- I wanted to be an accomplice.

I heard it a lot at home...

and what can you do

for a living with such a vocation?

Minister?

Now that my Dad needs

the money the only way...

to get it is to use

the tricks he taught me.

I try hard to remember each phrase,

and each flick of the hands.

I sold my apartment to start...

an import business that

didn't even get off the ground.

Well, the 7 0 grand is still there,

like the carrot...

I'm an a**hole, the 50 grand

I scraped are good for nothing.

You were saying?

- My change, please. I've got to go.

- What change, Sir?

The change for the $1 00

I gave you ten minutes ago.

- No, you gave me nothing.

- Come on, I'm in a hurry.

- You didn't pay me.

- Are you serving too many tables?

Shall I help you? Manager!

- You didn't pay. Don't shout.

- Don't tell me what to do.

- Manager!

- What is it?

This gentleman says

he paid me but it's not true.

- Are you calling me a liar?

- No, sir. There must be a confusion.

No. I had a coffee and paid

with a $1 00 bill.

I had two,

now I've got one.

Check.

Maybe you got confused.

Don't insist with the confusion bit.

There's no confusion. Look.

I had two bills, now I have one.

Look, that's it.

The tip is cut off.

The bill I paid with is missing the tip.

Check in your register box

if there's a bill with a missing tip.

Cut it, I'm in a hurry.

- Come.

- I'm not going anywhere.

Go get my change.

I'm not going anywhere. Are you nuts?

What is it?

Your cut. Like it?

- I knew this trick.

- You do it?

- No.

- Why?

Too many people around.

You have to make a scandal.

- It's not my style.

- But that's the point, pal.

They are not prepared to get

into a scandal. What's the key?

The more offended you are,

the less suspicious you look.

If things get tough,

you accuse the rest of them.

Not my style.

- What part?

- The exposure, I don't like it.

The risk of something going wrong.

- Lf the going gets rough, I can't do it.

- You chose the wrong job.

I didn't choose.

D'you have some small change?

I have to make a call.

It's private... you know...

Arrange it. Bye.

Who were you talking to?

With my lawyer.

I still have some outstanding business.

- Who was it?

- A friend.

Okay, what's next?

I don't know.

In fact I've been thinking...

I don't know if it's worth it.

All this... perhaps it's best

that you go on with your stuff.

Turco must be coming

back soon and...

if he finds out I've replaced him,

he'll get mad.

Turco is a bit jealous.

No, wait, what is it?

Nothing... this is not for you.

You're not into it.

- You could f*** up, and if that happens...

- What could I f*** up?

What kind of an idiot d'you think I am?

- The kind who thinks too much.

- Is that a liability?

- It's a liability.

- Why?

If you think too much,

you won't do some things.

Look, I need the money.

Splitting 50% with you, I'll make more

than 1 00% if I were on my own.

This is not about learning

a couple of tricks.

Any a**hole knows it.

You need something else for this job.

Talent...

and you've got it.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be alive.

Are you that good?

Can you achieve anything you set out for?

Anything.

Can you get that purse

in less than two minutes?

- She has to voluntarily hand me her purse?

- In two minutes.

No, not that.

- I can.

- No, you can't.

I bet you the ring.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Go ahead.

- Thanks.

- What floor, madam?

- Fourth.

- And you?

- The penthouse.

- What is it?

- I don't know.

These old elevators,

they break down, they fall down.

- Please, don't say that.

- It happens all the time.

Holy sh*t!

- Let's get help.

- Makes sense.

No, we'll do something else.

- We're going out and we'll use the stairs.

- That way?

Let me help you.

Your purse,

I'll place it here.

Shall I hold it for you?

- I didn't know that one.

- Neither did I.

- You improvised?

- Yes.

- Really?

- Yes.

That was fast.

And you have another asset

that'll make your life easier.

Something money can't buy.

You look like a nice guy.

Incredible! Once again you've

sent me the wrong paper!

I'm sick and tired of

coming myself to get it!

- What's your address?

- Viamonte 1 2 42, 2nd. "B".

- You're so cheap. Can't you buy it?

- Don't call me cheap.

Are you upset?

Of course I can buy it,

but I can also not buy it.

As everybody else would do if they could.

- D'you think everybody is like you?

- Like me? Most.

- The thing is they don't have enough balls.

- At least it's most.

Then there's the decent folk,

and then there's you...

and you would be... what?

What's up, man?

You wouldn't have gotten her out

of the elevator, would you?

- What are you talking about?

- The purse.

- You would have walked away with it.

- What do you mean?

You think I'm a thief?

I don't kill people.

I don't use a piece. Anyone can do that.

Do you want to see thieves?

Come.

Those two are...

waiting for someone

with a briefcase on the street side.

That one,

sizing up loaded victims.

They are there,

but you can't see them.

That's what it's all about.

They're there, but they aren't.

So mind your briefcase,

your case, your door...

your window, your car,

your savings.

Mind your ass. Because they're

there and they'll always be.

- Thieves.

- No... that's what everybody calls them.

They are spitters, breakers,

skin workers, blind fronts...

hoisters, hooks, stalls, petermans,

night raiders, spitters...

mustard chuckers, fences,

operators, swindlers...

I'm hungry.

Let's go to my office to get a meal.

What is it?

Sit there, wait for me.

- Anibal, could you clear my desk?

- Your sister called.

How d'you know it was my sister?

She said she was

your sister, Valeria.

I didn't know you had a sister.

- Yes, I got a sister.

- What time did she call?

- About an hour ago.

- Did she say what she wanted?

Get an office with a secretary

and stop busting my balls.

Get me something to eat,

something tasty.

If you don't mind,

I'll choose the meal next time.

You're a pain in the ass, kid.

- When?

- This morning.

- What did you say?

- That you were hospitalized.

- Why were you hospitalized?

- No...

I think I'm running out of credit.

I'm a mess with money.

It's hard for me to...

- A mess?

- Your sister.

Hello.

Either we never get to talk

or we speak twice the same day.

No, I can't now.

And why should it concern me?

If you're f***ing with me

to get me to go and talk about...

our grandparents' estate

Wait. Wait a minute!

Alright, I'm on my way.

Yes!

- Problems?

- I don't know. Maybe.

I'm going to see my sister.

And what shall I do?

Come along.

You never know with my sister.

Maybe I might need a witness.

Pay for this. I'll pay you later.

- Your sister works here?

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