Nine Queens Page #8
- You said "check" instead of"dough".
- I didn't say check.
- Yes, you did.
- I didn't say check.
Yes, you said check.
Goddamn you!
You called me on short notice.
I had no time to prepare.
F*** off, nitwit!
You are an a**hole, get out!
And my fifty?
I need fifty to pay for the gun.
Shove that gun up your ass.
F***ing shithead!
Do you understand why I need you?
Why do you give me that
raped virgin's look? What is it?
You know my business.
What did you expect?
A miracle.
Let's go.
The bank is already open.
- I carry the check.
- No... the deal is mine.
Give me the check.
Crdenas! Crdenas!
- What happened, Crdenas?
- What are you doing here?
You're lucky.
At any other time I'd have gone out
and beaten the hell out of you.
I'll give it back to you. A problem
with my accountant. What happened?
We were all royally screwed.
We found out this morning.
They held as long as possible,
and when the going got rough...
they sold all the assets and took off.
- Who?
- The Board.
All eleven.
They took 1 3 5 million.
The Central Bank did know
but they only took part today.
- I've got to go.
- Wait... Come. This is good?
- Wow! What are you into?
- Crdenas! Is it good or not?
Maybe. But what difference
does it make?
Wait...
This is for you?
You were going to cash this?
You'll have to shove it
up your ass, Marquitos.
Hey...
- How many?
- Give me two.
- None for me.
- Who said you could use my chips?
- Not yours, your father's.
- Don't interrupt.
- Are you tired, Sebastin, or in a bad mood?
Boris, at the theatre
do you also drink that much?
Know what? I do a better
Spaniard when drunk.
The guy from the bank called,
the one who tipped you about the closing.
Crdenas?
Yes, he says he'll come
- What about Turco?
- He also called.
He wants to know if he can stay
another week with your cousin.
What are you staring at?
You were scared, kid.
Never.
By any chance,
do you remember a song by...
Rita Pavone, a song they used
for a film a long time ago?
Come on, Berta.
Nice kiss you gave me
at the hotel.
I couldn't help it.
- Isn't it too much?
- It's yours.
- And yours.
- Minus expenses?
- What?
Nothing, nothing...
And this?
It belonged to my mother.
My grandmother gave it to her.
It's been in the family for...
a hundred years.
I remembered!
I remembered it!
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