Pitbull New Orders Page #5

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- I'll kill you with the guards.

Man, I've already dug my grave.

Ever dug your own grave?

Listen to me. As long as I'm on the force,

you won't be harmed.

- Hey, tourist, where you going?

- F*** you.

- Back to the resort, queer.

- Queer?

I'll f***ing kill you!

- I'll f***ing kill you.

- When you get out in 2041.

- I didn't hear him threaten you.

- Are you a member of the bar?

- Go f*** yourself.

- Excuse me?

What's up?

The boss of Mokotow.

Take out your lightning stick

and pump him full of lead.

Don't say anything.

Toss me the mooring line.

Thanks.

MIAMl'S A PRICK

- Yeah?

- It's me, they've grabbed me.

F***, Zdzisiek, where?

- I'm going downtown.

- Where'd you get the phone?

I had a second one hidden on me

and they didn't find it.

How do you know where you're going?

- Because they told me.

- The f***ing gangstas told you?

No, the municipal guard.

F***, Zdzislaw, you want me to

have a f***ing hear attack?

Are you f***ing stupid?

What station are they taking you to?

Word's out that Zdzisiek

has talked.

They'll try getting revenge.

Barszczyk is f***ed as protection.

I wrote to the police station

where Zdzisiek lives.

I explained the situation and asked

them to put him on surveillance 24/7.

They said that area isn't even

covered by normal patrols.

If someone calls the police,

they come in an hour.

I don't want a repeat of Ania.

I have a buddy who lives

in the woods.

The police chief in Wegrow.

30 kilometers from there.

Local Headquarters

Wegrow Police Department

I've read your email.

I know about the Mokotow gang.

Where that guy lives

also live two of my officers.

One's a neighborhood cop,

but the other's from criminal.

I'll order both to take

their weapons home with them.

Pick the one you want.

That one.

Wrong.

Look.

Take this one.

His name's Luger.

There are three training stages.

First he tears up a rabbit.

Two months later a goose.

Finally a sheep..

The sheep's the toughest, but

a goose flaps those wings,

and also hard to kill.

You'll see how he hates animals.

When he kills the rabbit

he sits on him,

and you can't take it from him.

Why not?

He'll be disappointed.

It's his prey.

He can share it with you

as a friend, but it's his.

You'll see what an instinct

he has in four weeks.

I don't think I'll train him.

Hi?

Miami, the whole street's dark,

and some car's parked outside.

Hang on.

Can't you tell them you're

asleep at this hour?

How can I tell them I'm asleep

when I answered the phone?

Hi, what is it?

My man says the lights are out and

a car's parked outside his house.

All right, give me a minute.

My neighbour's got a gun; he's running

at them in his f***ing pajamas.

Understand? Pajamas, rubber boots,

shotgun, and f***ing running to them.

I've never seen anything like it.

- What the f***?

- Stop, police!

They're f***ing driving away.

They smacked into a tree.

Smashed half the f***ing car.

Chief, they cut the power line,

that's why there were no lights.

Fear, I'm Zbyszek from Plonsk.

I'm asking for a franchise.

A sucker from Plonsk owes us money.

We'd like to pay him a visit

as the Mokotow gang.

He'll sh*t his pants.

Half of what I get is yours. Deal?

- Are you here to see the healer?

- Yeah.

We're not going to wait.

We have to crash the line.

People will start yelling.

The shaman will get all pissed off.

Dad, I think I feel a tingling.

- I have to use a bedpan.

- All right, just a minute.

Come on. Help me take him

to the field.

We're in line here.

Hello.

Kazek here. Some f***ing

guy named Zbigniew is here

claiming to be from Plonsk

and the Mokotow gang.

I don't know the f***ers.

F*** them over.

Look at all the peaches

you have to ruin

to get one pack of almonds.

Those aren't almonds.

They grow on almond trees.

So if it's a sandalwood tree,

do sandals grow on it?

Are Zbigniew and Zbyszek the same name?

A Zbyszek came for a franchise today.

- Now they called about a Zbigniew.

- The same.

Hey, Kazyk, I f***ed up the names.

Zbigniew is ok.

Yeah, but he's all busted up already.

F*** it! Tell him it was

a misunderstanding.

Not every guy with

a pitchfork is Zeus.

Or f***ing Neptune.

Hello.

My son's here to be healed.

I won't help you; you live off

harming others. You can go in.

F*** me, did you hear her?

What the f*** was that?

Should I burn her?

Send a construction crew over and have

them build a little chapel by her house.

And get 50 boys together;

we're going to a game in Poznan.

There is one thing that

we all know!

The thing that counts

in life is yo!

Lech from Poznan, blue and white!

You f***.

Not in the head or

he'll stop talking.

Name of the punk who

hit the kid in the train?

I don't know.

His name?

Not in the head.

I can't look at blood, so

I'm swinging blind.

It's f***ing hard to aim.

- Let someone else do it.

- Wait.

I'll cut him down.

I'll stand on his head.

Then I'll be sure I'm beating him,

not just bashing his head.

All right.

Wait.

What?

Gentlemen.

Understand...

If I talk, they'll kill me.

And I'll be a sucker

for the rest of my life.

Well, boys, what do you say?

A little f***ing respect, huh?

We've wailed on him for an hour,

and he hasn't broken.

We'll leave him here and get

the f*** back to Warsaw.

There's a road a kilometer

from here.

Think he made it?

What'd you say?

He made 30 centimeters

in an hour.

But in the wrong direction.

Grab him.

You've got a bus at 18:20.

Somebody will notice you.

Mom?

Mom!

Mom?

The business trip to Poznan

was a massacre.

I couldn't reach you.

The meeting ran long.

I found your company

on the Internet.

Nobody's ever seen you there.

- Homework done, Olek?

- Of course.

- Not lying?

- No way.

First I'll work your legs

then your arms and torso.

I'm out of the can.

Did you work on my turf?

You'll get the f*** out

of my area,

and give back all you made.

Didn't you get newspapers?

Never heard of the Mokotow gang?

So what?

Want to fight with me?

Want to shoot it out with me?

And scare me with what?

Who cares about the Mokotow gang?

I'm from Chechnya.

You can't scare me.

That's all I have to tell you.

Shall I look for a new therapist?

He attacked me.

I'll take him to the hospital.

Wait, you f***ers!

Prior to prison Salman owed money

to a group in Pomerania.

They've kidnapped him and

are demanding 100,000 euros.

If Salman's Chechnya boys

handle it, we'll never get him.

Can you get your hands

on that kind of money?

I'm sorry.

We're on the viaduct.

What do we do?

All right, we'll throw it.

Toss it.

Toss it.

Everything will be fine.

My wife wants a divorce.

But there's good news.

I met a nice piece of ass.

She's got a kid.

But f*** it.

I can adopt it.

Just so we get hitched.

There's more.

I'll take her husband's name.

That goat f***er from the hills.

- They'll have to fish him out.

- I'll f***ing kill you.

Shame to waste good wire.

A showdown with the goat-f***ers

at 4:
00 p.m. at the Field.

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