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That was him on the phone.

I've told him about the machete.

He is probably still

to laugh.

Sit down.

Sofia?

Pablo, I agree.

Where...

Tell me where the hell he is...

if I use it again and now intentional.

I'll take you with him.

Tonight.

Are you happy now?

With Louise.

Louise?

It's Dean, Dean Seagrave.

You're in the mountains?

I hear you bad.

I am in Argentina.

Jesus, Dean.

And what are your plans today?

Do you ride your bike ride past his house?

I wanted you just call me.

Is there anyone at Jamba Juice?

I would like a berry cocktail

with many proteins. Fast.

I'm here, Dean.

Louise, I have something for you.

Something I want to show.

Your custom script?

No, no. Something new.

I am been very creative.

Dean?

It does not sound like yourself.

I come home, Louise.

It starts tonight at 22h flight.

Tomorrow afternoon I'm in LA

Great.

I will shave my p*ssy.

Day.

Hi, do you speak English?

There is soon a man down.

His name is Pablo Alesandro.

Pablo Alesandro?

That is around the corner, in the church.

He does so here.

- In the church? - Yes.

Sir, everyone is up.

- Thanks.

Damn.

You are deceiving me.

You used that anyway.

Tell him to wait on you next.

Tell him if you will.

Welcome to Argentina.

Do not be silly.

I've already called the police.

You look fantastic, Sofia.

Good that you have chosen to ecru.

And that cuts my breath away anorak.

Well shame of your hand.

Where are you going? Stop.

Sofia. Come here.

Have you seen those stupid Americans?

No.

And where is Pablo?

He fucks one of the waiters.

Your hands...

F*** her?

Who?

Your wife.

This marriage makes sense for us.

Sofia has my money

and I want her surname.

I want to be respected.

It is important to me.

"F*** your hair?" I asked you.

It is a coventioneel marriage.

It's so cute when you wrong

words.

Move that stuff aside,

as in the road.

What's in that cooler?

Space.

Dean...

I wrote you a goodbye note.

Dean, my hands are tied.

Really...

Tell me about Marcos.

- Marcos?

How did it feel when you killed him?

I did not murder him.

Okay, how did it feel when you discovered that

He was dead by your fault?

I was always honest with Marcos.

But he was crazy.

He came to the gym and fell

tears to my feet...

and he begged me to come back to him.

It was grotesque,

I was ashamed of him.

You loved it.

I'm not perfect,

but I am not a murderer.

Did you miss me at all?

I understand that you are angry.

Angry?

I came to South America and

You did not even talk to me.

I am not a good person, Dean.

I have many problems.

I'm addicted to sex.

Really, I go to a support group.

And since you got back down in one sentence.

It's not your fault, Dean.

It did not.

I was scared.

I have intimacy problems.

Pablo, shut up.

What do you want more, huh?

Dean, I know where you're going.

Yeah, so?

You forgot to save.

Dean, Jesus, what are you doing?

Pablo, we were not in this car

presided as you...

What? Loved you?

I know again what I wanted to ask you.

Marcos had to murder me?

Does that matter?

Yes, that's what out.

I do not like you, Dean.

And I want your boyfriend are not.

I am married, damn.

I gotta pee.

Flat on your stomach.

Shall we just do?

It's your party.

You said you would love me,

what might happen.

I lied.

I'm ready to go, Dean. Come on.

I wish we could go inside and...

could take off all our clothes

and crawl into bed and...

together in your bed too.

I would rather wish than anything.

I knew you were a coward.

A coward.

This is good touch, Dean.

By comparison it seems that the Speed Freak...

on a Christmas card for the Osmond family.

Something I have not three years

your received.

What took you so long?

Let's say I have found my voice.

You should not smoke.

Sorry.

I love those red spots

you've used everywhere.

It is rude and loud and...

I get a sense of to take a good puke.

Great.

Did I tell you that I have a dog?

And your friend?

Oh, that...

We are currently separated, but...

Who knows what happens there in the future?

Well... gefeleciteerd.

Thanks, sweetie.

Incidentally, there is a large parcel

before you arrived.

It stands in front. Grab it with me

if you go outside, okay? - Thanks.

I'll keep you posted.

- Okay, do that.

King, did you miss me?

No, this is not for you.

Hello, sunshine.

She liked it, King.

She was my best work ever.

I think that everything is now.

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