Phase 7 Page #4

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He left yesterday with Carlos

and hasn't come back yet.

What time is it?

I don't have a watch. Around 9:00, I guess.

I will stay here waiting for him.

He'll be back soon.

They must have gone to play racquetball.

Meanwhile, why don't you get me

the recipe you promised?

Did you see the videotape?

Mom?

Help!

Help me!

It's me, Slimel, from 4A.

Horacio, Zanutto is here!

The gun?

No, I don't understand.

I am asking you to wait here, you d*ckhead.

I think there is a council meeting.

-Coco...

-Pipi, stay inside.

What was that noise? What is that thing?

What the hell are you doing?

-Go inside, please.

-Martin!

Go inside, I'll tell you later.

Matilda, your father is a d*ckhead.

He is out there.

F***ing sh*t.

What happened?

My socks are wet.

Five years ago, from this distance,

I could have shaved your moustache.

F***, I can't see sh*t.

Turn that off, you schmuck.

Listen to me. We just want to talk.

We have nothing to do.

The problem was with Lange and Guglierini.

Let's solve this in a civilized way.

Like good neighbors.

This is inconvenient for all!

Zanutto, lay down your position!

Zanutto!

Speak!

How are you, Zanutto?

Fine, fine. Awesome.

This makes no sense. Let's make

a truce and solve it diplomatically.

I'm sure we can put

this regrettable incident behind us.

Nothing to regret.

I am not sick.

This is just a seasonal cold.

They messed with me

and well, they took something with them.

I believe you and I agree.

That's why I want to talk. Come out.

Very well.

Lower your weapons, then.

On the floor, where I can see them.

Now it's your turn.

Now it's your turn!

Now the kid.

Now, it's your turn.

Einstein said World War III

would be fought with sticks and knives.

-The fourth.

-What?

The fourth world war.

But not with sticks and knives...

With sticks and stones.

The safety lock, kid.

Can I ask you for a favor, kid?

Would you take care of my dog?

Thank you.

I don't remember the last time I went out.

How long is a f***ing quarantine?

It's dead.

-Are you okay?

-Yes, fine, just a little dizzy.

I'll be fine, I needed some air.

But I am feeling better already.

Horacio, did you leave

the building's door open?

Will you be okay?

Yes, I'll be fine.

We have to go to Guglierini's

and then Zanutto's.

We'll go later.

Hello, Pipi.

Hello, Pipi.

Hello.

Hello.

I brought a few things.

That's good.

Come on.

Pipi.

Can you leave me alone?

I am in the bathroom.

What's wrong with you, Pipi?

What's wrong with you! Leave me alone.

I'm in the bathroom, get it?

What did you bring?

Where did you get all this?

From Lange's.

Why did he give you this?

ln exchange of what? What did you do?

Lange is dead.

Sit down, Pipi.

Your friend.

Who is it?

Are you okay?

Open that door.

How long have you been

getting ready for this?

This is nothing. See all this? Take it all.

Leave this place. Here are my car keys.

Leave the city.

Go here, it's far. Look.

It's the Cordoba Sierras.

There you will find everything

you will ever need.

If this seems like a lot, wait and see.

Go there. I have a favor to ask.

Take Luli. She is healthy. Don't worry.

And her mother?

Her mother left months ago.

She said I was crazy.

So, she left.

I kept Luli.

One last favor.

It's ready.

What are you saying? Are you crazy?

Put this away, please.

You are tired, you need to rest, that's it.

I am as good as dead.

I am asking for a Christian gesture.

I don't want to go like Guglieri's wife,

talking bullshit.

You ask for a Christian gesture

but I am not a Christian.

So excuse me. I can do anything for you,

but not this. Put it away.

What are you doing? That's enough.

I think you are a little off.

My pregnant wife is waiting for me.

Something else, I have a family,

I cannot take care of your daughter.

We should look for her mother,

she will take better care of her.

So, everything is fine. Thanks.

Talk to you soon!

So are you really a d*ckhead?

Do you think it's going to be a free ride?

Shoot!

Shoot, you p*ssy!

Aim well, you moron. Aim! Sh*t!

Come back here, you son of a b*tch.

You f***ing p*ssy.

Come here. Come back here!

Stop, Horacio!

Stop, Horacio, you are delirious.

It's your fever!

Now do you think that I am the d*ckhead?

Do you think that I can't tell that

you want to keep it all?

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