Puerto Ricans in Paris Page #7

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You're just full of lies.

What? Give me those!

Where'd you get these?

I got them

from Vincent's office.

He had all kind of styles.

I should've stole all of 'em.

Colette, what are you doing?

Just follow me.

You're the only ones

I can actually trust.

What the hell you talking about?

We don't trust you at all!

Damn.

You set me up to look negligent

so you could fire me

and use my name to sell

cheap sunglasses

and perfumes

and God knows what else!

You stole the bag!

You wrote the ransom notes!

This whole sh*t was you!

Sorry, gentlemen, she's clearly

unhappy about her termination.

Open your safe. There's a safe

somewhere, and the bag is in it.

He ruined my life's work

to sell shitty sunglasses.

I'm not going anywhere

until I get some answers!

-Is there a safe in this office, Vincent?

-I'd look behind the painting.

Rich white guy, they're always

hiding sh*t behind paintings.

Okay. As a matter of fact,

I do have a safe.

I don't think it's appropriate that this

woman barges in here with some crackpot...

Open it.

Open it.

Fine.

Well, sh*t.

I know it's in here.

I know it's in here!

I was gonna

take him out right then.

Don't touch me. I'll leave

on my own when I'm ready.

I thought we were friends,

Vincent,

but you're just a snake.

Don't even think

about it, Pepe.

Excuse me.

Can I borrow your chair?

Move back, please?

Sh*t!

Are you out

of your f***ing mind?

What the... Get the

f*** away from there!

Get the...

Probably didn't need to break

homeboy's tank. My bad.

F***in' Eddie, man!

I'm not crazy?

No, you're not crazy!

-F***ing Puerto Rican!

-Check it out, Eddie.

I finally got some ass

in Paris.

I gotta say, Eddie that was really good

detective work. I'm really impressed.

Well, somebody's gotta be

the brains of the operation.

You know nothing happened between

Colette and I, right? -I know.

I love Gloria, man. I would

never do anything to lose her.

- Yeah, I guess she's stuck with your broke ass.

- Broke?

I just made 150 grand, bro.

After I pay off

all my credit cards,

I may even be able to take Gloria

to a restaurant with cloth napkins.

Yeah, she's lucky to have you.

And so am I, partner.

It's still a matter

of pride at this point.

Trust me on this.

My God,

this is f***ing delicious.

What the f***

did you do in Paris, Edgar?

-You like?

-Like?

I love! My gosh!

How'd you know

to pick these out?

I had help from a friend.

You need to get help

more often.

-You look beautiful.

-Yes, you're gonna get some.

Want me to do

all the work?

All the work.

- All the work?

- All of it.

Hi.

Can I talk to you

for a minute?

No.

Okay.

I guess I'm gonna have to

do it from out here!

I traveled 4,000 miles,

and I finally realized

what I was looking for

was always right

in front of me.

I mean, not at the moment,

but you know what I mean?

All you need is love.

I get that now.

You write that

all by yourself?

My God.

Yeah!

I do! I do! I do!

I do!

Okay. Wait,

no not yet.

- Let me ask you first.

- Go ahead.

- Look at this ring!

- Yeah, it's an antique from Paris.

My God. An antique from Paris?

That's dope.

- Can I finish?

- Yes.

Will you do me the...

But I have to say

you look so cute right now.

My God,

give me a minute!

Gelato and ice cream. I mean,

I can't tell the difference.

What is it?

Gelato's got more fat.

Don't tell me that sh*t,

Eddie. For real?

Yo, my man. Can I take

a picture with the snake?

Sh*t!

Eddie, come on,

jump with me.

Let's trash this place!

No, I'm tired.

I had a booger.

That's crazy. Can we get

some more wine? Thanks.

My God! My God!

What are you doin'?

Wait! Wait, wait, wait!

My God!

Of course I don't, baby,

because we're gonna...

Course not, baby, because we're going

to the Garden to see Bruno's...

Course I don't, baby, because we're going

to the MSG tonight to see Bruno Mars.

Perfect delivery

but you said "the MSG."

MSG. At MSG.

Bye.

And don't go... don't...

Don't get home too late either!

We have so much to do.

So much shopping in Paris.

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