Pusher

What's up?

- How's it going?

- Good.

MONDAY:

Where is it?

There it is.

- F***, man... Four, five...

- Yeah, it's me.

- Yeah, it's me. You doin' all right?

- Yeah. We're on the way.

We're on the way to the border...

- F*** man, I feel good!

- Hold the wheel.

Sh*t...

Okay, you're a good driver.

- Who is it?

- It's us. Open the door.

You just cleaned this place?

- That's Anders.

- Call me Scorpion.

- What's that?

- What does it look like?

I can see it's a gun.

You don't need a gun here.

Give it back?

- What's up?

- Call me Scorpion.

- Scorpion what?

- Just Scorpion.

Quit pointin' that thing.

- You wanna do business?

- I gotta check it first.

- For what?

- Purity.

- F*** purity... Where you from?

- Naestved.

- You made any buys before?

- I've made a lot of buys.

- So, okay?

- No, it's not okay.

- It's okay...

- It's not what I tried before.

- I'll give you 45.

- It costs 50,000.

F*** this. Tonny...

Wait a second.

I only have 45,000.

That's all I got. Period!

- He's only got 45,000.

- Take 50.

He's only got 45.

It's bullshit, you only got 45.

It's worth 50. You got 45 on you?

You got any paper?

What's up?

- What are you doing?

- Look...

- That's 45.

- That's not 45...

- Give me the 45.

- Give him the 45.

I said give him the 45!

That's not worth 45,000...

Tonny...

- See you.

- Yeah, I'll see you.

Give me that.

- What's up Vic?

- What's up?

Hey, King.

- Is that for me, Frank?

- For you.

It's okay...

- What do you think?

- I think it's big.

What's up, Tonny?

- What are you gonna do with it?

- I'll take it to bed with me.

When you're not there.

Come here, King.

Take it easy.

Sit! Stay!

Go in the kitchen!

There's just enough room for it.

If you wanna keep hiding dope here,

it's gonna cost more.

What do you mean?

I mean, it'll cost more.

Sisse, the girl from the club...

The blonde one... She got put

into solitary 'cause of some Paki.

He hid dope in her apartment.

So, I want more money.

Hello...?

Anyone home?

Say something.

Shut up, King!

Come here.

- King, come here.

- You gotta talk nice to him.

Should we give her two?

Two more...

Okay, you got two more.

- You still got something goin'?

- Me and Vicky?

I f*** her.

- Is she the woman, or what?

- I don't want a whore for my woman.

Is she wild?

Yeah, she's pretty wild.

- Is she a moaner?

- It's none of your business.

- You're really into her, aren't you?

- No, I'm not...

- You are, or you wouldn't deny it.

- I'm not gonna say if she moans.

You wanna know who moans...?

Mette.

No, not Mette... Louise.

Vic's friend. Whether you f***

her mouth, between the tits...

That sounds nice, between the tits.

It's real nice.

- You never tried it?

- Between the tits...? No.

- You ever get your dick sucked?

- Let me see... Yup.

By two girls at the same time?

- Have you?

- No, two girls to suck my dick?

I need at least four girls

to suck my dick.

- Because it's so big?

- It's f***in' huge.

I once pissed on this girl's face,

then she asked me to sperm it off.

Wait. You spermed...

You pissed in her face...?

I spermed in her face,

then I pissed it clean afterwards.

You spermed her, and she asked you

to piss it clean? That's disgusting.

- It's not. She asked for it.

- That's perverted.

- It's not.

- It is.

- I don't see her anymore.

- It doesn't matter.

It was your mother.

Come on, man...

Relax.

"Don't say nothing about my mother"

Now you get pissed off...

What is it?

Frank's pissed.

- Dam Square. You know where it is?

- Yeah.

He's gotta check it in front of you.

Make sure you get the dope before

he gets the money. Anything else?

Just my money.

- You get it when you get back.

- I need it now.

I can get someone else.

- I need it when I get back.

- On Friday.

- You promise?

- You go first.

- Remember.

- Yeah, you go first.

Hey, fish, say bye to your brother.

He's gotta go now.

Think they could swallow

one of these?

- Hello!

- What the hell is this?

- Is there banana in this?

- Yeah, deep-fried banana.

What's that?

- Armagnac.

- Some kind of cleaning product?

- It's cognac.

- Can I taste it?

- It's okay.

- Don't stick your p*ssy-finger in it!

I don't stick my finger in your beer,

if I want to taste it!

Should I get a new one, or should I

taste what you got last night?

Dorthe?

See that one? He's got more style

than you'll ever know.

- That one there?

- Yeah, that one.

Hey fish,

you get a lot of p*ssy, huh?

Can I have more of your Armagnac?

- You like it?

- No, I'm just dirty on the inside.

Man, it tastes like sh*t.

I can't take it anymore.

I'm calling a cab.

I can't stay here.

Get a fresh one.

- Cheers.

- Drink up.

- What's up?

- Hey Frank, this is Pernille.

Hi, Pernille. F*** this,

I don't want any lemon in my drink.

Man, don't stick your p*ssy-finger

in my drink.

Hi... Hi!

- Hi.

- Someone said hello to us.

I saw you down on the floor...

- I saw you on the dance floor!

- Oh yeah?

- What's your name?

- Bettina.

Bettina!

Jeanette, Bettina, Jeanette...

- Are you from the boonies, or what?

- No, does it sound like I am?

- All Jeanettes and Bettinas are.

- Yeah, right...

- So where are you from?

- From the east side.

- What are you drinking?

- Carlsberg.

Hey... A Carlsberg

and a Tuborg Gold.

- Why don't you drink Tuborg Gold?

- Because I don't like it!

- It's a cheap way to get drunk.

- I didn't come to get drunk.

He asked if you love him.

- Sh*t man, she popped me!

- She hit me, not you.

- And she hits harder than you!

- That was well said. Come here.

TUESDAY:

- Yeah, it's me.

- Hi, it's me.

- What's up, Vic?

- Did I wake you up?

It's okay.

Sh*t Frank, you know the pervert

across the street who stares at me?

He's at it again.

The f***er's staring at me.

What the hell do I do? Should I

throw a bottle at him, or...

Can't you try the bottle first

and call me if it doesn't work?

He could be a psycho. What if he

flips out when I throw the bottle?

- Sh*t Frank, can't you come by?

- Sick King on him.

I'll fix him,

but it can't be today.

I know you, you're not gonna

do anything but hang out with Tonny.

Frank,

Frank...

- I'll see you, Vic.

- Yeah, okay, I'll see you.

- Later on?

- Later on.

- What's up?

- What's up?

- There's a Swede...

- A sweet?

No, a Swede.

He's been looking for you.

- What does he want?

- Got me, I can't understand him.

- Where's he at?

- Out there.

- Out there?

- He's right there.

Stay here.

I hear you can get

good brown sugar.

- Where did you hear that?

- You know... around.

I don't know

what you're talkin' about.

- Don't you remember me?

- Should I?

We were in together.

Four years ago, at Vestre.

Christ, Frank, I was right next to you.

I was in for hash smuggling.

- Yeah...?

- You got a haircut.

Looks nice.

So...

Can you help me out?

- Where did you hear about me?

- Here and there.

- Why me?

- They say you got good stuff.

- What do you need?

- 200 grams.

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