The Girl Is in Trouble Page #6

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What does this mean?

It means there's no money.

Feinman Securities is over,

busted by the SCC.

Daddy's going to jail.

OK...

OK, you know what?

You gonna find a way

to give me that money,

or you can look forward

to spending quality bonding time

with him in lock-up.

Wait!

You cocksucker...

Look, here's the deal:

I got assets of my own,

but I can't touch them.

Not until this blows over.

I'm supposed to believe

a cold-blooded murderer

whose father is a f***ing thief?

I didn't mean to kill anyone!

OK?

And I'm nothing

like my father, got that?

When he's gone, I'm gonna start

things over legitimately,

alright?

Just do me a favor,

before you call me a murderer,

ask that girl about why

she left Sweden?

I know all about the fire,

it's not what you think.

What the f*** are you talking

about? There's no fire!

I had my people

dig into her past.

First, records show that her

photo is an identical match to

a woman wanted for

attempted murder in Stockholm.

She almost stabbed a man to

death.

Second, there is no one with her

name from her hometown in Sweden.

Third...

Did you ever stop to ask

how the dead guy on her phone

got covered in blood?

You have no idea

who she even really is.

So go check her passport,

you f***ing amateur!

You think you can trust anything

a girl like that says?

She'll suck you off at night,

and then f*** you over

in the morning.

Take that and open it up.

What the f*** am I supposed

to do with $500?

An advance.

You're out of your mind if you

think I'd give you fifty grand.

But here's the deal.

Kill the girl,

and I'll give you five grand.

Kill the girl.

- You're kidding, right?

- No...

That f***ing b*tch

really pissed me off.

No one gets away

with what she did.

So...

I'll give you

another five grand,

if you destroy every copy

of that footage,

and bring me her phone with

a new video of her dead body.

Nah, nah...

- Can't do that.

- Yes, you can.

Just keep saying that

to yourself, OK?

"Yes I can."

Five to kill,

five for the phone.

Jsus, what happened?

- Did you get the money?

- There is no money.

- What do you mean...?

- There is no f***ing money!

And specially not for you!

Why was Jsus covered in blood

on the video?

Why are you asking me this?

Why the f*** was Jsus covered

in blood in the video?

Before Feinman suffocated him?

I told you they were arguing

who was going to sleep

with me first, and then...

- Then what?

- The gun was on the couch...

- And what?

- Jsus and Nicholas...

And you murdered him.

Jesus f***ing Christ!

You murdered him.

You shot a guy and then used

somebody else to clean up your mess,

just like you did in Sweden,

and now you're playing me.

That's not true, August!

- Let me see your passport.

- What?

Let me see your f***in' passport.

I want to know your real name.

- You know my real name.

- You're full of sh*t.

Come with me,

we're going for a ride.

I'm not going anywhere with you,

not like this!

You don't have a choice.

OK, what?

What are you going to do?

You're gonna shoot me?

Gonna run me,

you gonna stab me and run away?

I was protecting myself, OK?

I didn't want to hurt anyone.

- You have to believe me...

- No!

No.

F***...

I'm so f***in' stupid,

cause I knew it.

I knew it, you basically

prostitute yourself to rich guys,

and then claim they locked

you up, or they raped you, or

whatever f***in' story

you make up!

You think you can get away

with it cause you're just a

pretty, little blond girl?

With women like you in the world,

there's no such thing as rape.

It's just another

four-letter word.

F*** you! F*** you!

OK! F*** you! F*** you!

F*** you! F*** you!

Come on.

[Sound of Signe and Nicholas

toasting.]

Ladies first.

Hello?

Just tell him you're here for me

up in the penthouse.

Yeah.

Don't you think it would be

better, just you and me?

- Nicholas, right?

- Yeah.

- That's right.

- What's goin' on?

You know what?

I remember you now.

We met before, you the wild one.

If you say so.

- You wanna drink?

- Hmmm...

I will have one drink man.

I'm driving.

So don't make it too strong.

Hey, how you doing?

Hey.

What's your name, mama?

- Signe.

- Signe?

I like that.

Where's that from?

It's European.

- From where?

- I'm Swedish.

Swedish, look at that.

My name is Jsus,

and I'm Dominican.

Alright,

for your holiness, Jsus,

vodka on the rocks.

But first,

how about a round of shots?

You know, I'll take one shot.

Just one, I'm driving.

I really can't get f***ed up.

P*ssy?

- Thanks.

- Come on...

Take off your jacket.

Nah, it's cool.

Just one shot.

We were so high

on those mushrooms,

running down the streets

of Amsterdam, butt-naked,

except for a sock

covering his dick!

My god, then he tried

to go sailing!

That's stupid,

you guys are nuts, man.

Wild! You guys are crazy.

Let me hit that.

You know,

you're mad pretty, right?

I'm sure you say that

to all of the girls.

That was real good right there.

Dude, before I forget,

you got that money

for me, right?

Ahh...

No, I don't.

Come on.

Are you serious?

How about a deposit?

That's five bags, that's $250.

Come on, son.

Jsus, tonight...

is your lucky night,

Listen, I don't got cash,

I didn't feel like going

to the ATM, but...

Listen to me.

I got something even better.

Are you serious?

Yeah bro...

Of course, I'm hitting it first.

No, no, no.

Sloppy seconds?

I don't like sloppy seconds.

I'm not doing that.

Better get used to it, man.

I ain't gonna stick my dick where

another dude just finish doing that.

I'm gonna hit it first.

And then I pass it on to you,

and then I bounce,

and nothing happened.

You know what I'm saying?

That's a good idea.

Dude, that is some good p*ssy

there man, OK?

She told me before she'll take

two, three guys at a time,

Maybe we can share it?

I never said that.

I ain't riding a train.

That's not my style.

You ride the train

with somebody else.

If I'm gonna hit,

I hit by myself.

You hit by yourself, no train.

You guys are f***ing crazy.

Christ!

OK, Jsus...

I got a proposition for you.

You have till I get back from

taking care of some business

to work your charms.

If you can't work it,

then you're just have to wait your turn.

Are you willing

to take that wager?

You know what?

Watch a player play.

I got this.

Great!

Everyone's having a good time.

Beautiful.

Now...

you two...

play nice.

Wait, wait, hold on, baby.

Come on. Where you going?

I saw how you was teasing me.

Chill out, baby.

Jsus, I'm sorry, I was just

being friendly with you.

- But you're not my type.

- Wait, wait...

Not your type?

How do you know I'm not your type

if you haven't even tried me first?

Is it that whiteboy you after?

Get off me!

That's enough Jsus, get off me!

Nicholas can't give you what

I'm about to show you.

- This dick is one in a billion.

- Stop it! Stop it!

F***!

What the f*** you trying to do?

Wait till you feel my type!

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