Torrente 3: El protector Page #4

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You can't block my way!

I'm Torrente, for crissake!

Hands off!

Boys! Boys!

Get them!

Let them have it!

Let them have it!

My grenade!

It's Fernando Torres!

It's Fernando Torres!

He was on the plane!

The wave!

Let me hug you!

Ma'am, this is Fernando Torres.

MISS RICCI'S HOTEL

If we can get the documents that

I'm waiting for, the conference,

which will be broadcast

to 40 countries,

will be a success.

If we're not killed first.

May I?

I see you're settling in.

Come in, don't be shy.

These girls are Italian.

I'm Jose Luis Torrente,

the special agent

who's protecting you.

Carry on getting dressed,

I'm a professional.

Think of me as your gynecologist.

Apparently,

there are a lot of people

who want to bump you off.

I'd like to bump you.

That was a screw-up

at the airport.

Bear in mind that the boys

are very nervous.

It's an important mission.

Good God!

Wait here.

If I may...

I wanted to tell you that

you're not to worry about a thing.

With Torrente here, nothing will

happen to a beauty like you,

with an ass that's a work of art.

Are you a minister's daughter?

I'm a Euro Deputy.

In a few days I have to make

a speech of vital importance

at the International

Ecological Forum,

and the last thing I need

is for anyone,

anyone,

to piss me off.

And now please get out

of my room immediately.

I understood everything you said.

Go f*** yourself.

That chick's hot stuff

but she's got a filthy temper.

But she's interested in me,

no doubt about that.

Sir, you've got a group

of commandoes at your disposal.

You should give them their orders.

Yes, yes, of course.

Right,

let's see. You.

Go get a pack of cigarettes.

You.

My car's outside. Shift it

for me before I get a ticket.

- Is it at a parking meter?

- Don't be stupid. Move.

I want the rest of you

in a state of constant tension.

Solis, go buy me a bunch

of flowers for that chick.

Give them to her from me.

With what money, sir?

As long as it's not mine,

I don't give a rat's ass.

Sir, what about me?

You go to the building opposite

and keep watch on the roof.

It's a perfect place for snipers.

F***.

I have to leave,

I've had an urgent call.

I have to pick up my son.

From school, Torrente?

Linares, go have a whiskey

and try to keep out of the way.

That doesn't count!

Right!

We have to eliminate her

tomorrow,

when she leaves the hotel.

If that fails?

No, it's impossible.

We've got a sniper

and an emergency solution

just in case.

Listen, son.

You...

Have you ever dipped it?

To be honest, quite a bit.

That's good, kid,

that's good.

You look so dumb,

I thought maybe

you'd never had

your cherry popped.

No, I did, a long time ago.

I'd liked to have

taken you whoring,

like my Uncle Mauricio

did with me.

That experience was

unforgettable.

How old were you then?

I was...

I was quite a man by then.

I was nine.

Spain is the greatest country

in the world, Jose Luis.

You won't see more decent whores

anywhere else.

If I train hard, could I play

for Atleti when I grow up?

Don't be stupid, kid.

You're just a thickhead.

Here.

100 pesetas.

Give it to her.

And now

you can feel her tits.

That's the thing about whores.

You have to pay them!

- I'm wetting myself.

- Then go take a piss.

Or do you want me to go with you

and take out your pecker?

Go on!

He's as dumb as his father.

Wash your hands before you piss.

You don't want to catch

anything disgusting.

Hello, kid.

What are you doing here

all on your own?

I came with my uncle

to see if we could get laid.

Like everyone.

And that tiny little bird?

Look.

Look at this starling.

Look.

How's about

we jerk each other off?

But no f*ggot stuff.

Hell, I hit it.

So big and I still hit it.

Dad.

Dad!

- About the whores...

- What?

- The whores!

- Yeah, the whores.

Even though I'm not a virgin,

and I think prostitution

is totally degrading for women,

if you're paying...

That's my boy! Of course I am!

Let's go whoring!

Stop it! You're going

to wear away my balls!

This is great.

It's so nice. A father

and his son, here together,

screwing some whores.

Pure bliss!

Dad,

there's so much I'd like

to have done with you.

For example, soccer games

on a Sunday afternoon.

I always imagined seeing them

with my father.

What? You like soccer?

Yes!

Know what we have to do?

Go to the stadium together.

It all looks bigger there.

The Vicente Calderon!

Sitting there with our pennants.

Atleti! Atleti!

We'll have a f***ing ball!

Wait a minute, Pepito.

What team do you support?

I'm...

I'm with Real Madrid.

I'll kill you!

But, Dad...!

You're not my son.

You're human garbage!

I'll kill you!

Let go!

That's how children repay you!

You devote your life to them

and they stab you in the back!

But I'm not even a member,

I just support them.

How can a son of mine

support such a lousy team?

Real Madrid!

Give me a f***ing break!

What's up, lard face?

You got a problem?

Have you got a problem?

You don't like your face?

I'll change it for you!

Right! This English f*ggot and I

are going to kick your heads in.

MISS RICCI'S HOTEL

All quiet, sir.

You don't look well.

I had some snails

that disagreed with me.

- What's been happening?

- We can't find Ordonez

and we arrested a suspect

who keeps asking for you.

- A suspect?

- Yes, that person.

I've never seen him before.

Take him to the cell

until he dries out.

Kid, I'm going to check out

how our charge is.

- See that we're not disturbed.

- Whatever you say, sir.

Giannina!

Giannina! Sweetie!

Freeze!

Please, don't shoot!

Did my wife send you?

Your wife?

She's jealous,

she's always imagining things.

Yes, that's right.

Your wife sent me.

Don't do anything silly.

We can sort this out

in a civilized way.

All right, that's it.

And the next time,

you should behave yourself.

She could be your daughter.

Look, she's got a virgin's tits.

What's going on?

That thing's still hard.

I'm taking Viagra.

Sh*t, Biafra!

You have to give me one of those.

You take it and the soldier

stands to attention, right?

Hell, give me one.

I'll even pay you.

Darling, don't listen to him.

It's a plot to ruin me.

I'm not married.

- Creep!

- Please, darling!

- Good evening.

- Oh, it's you.

I have to see Giannina.

She's asleep. She had a press

conference, she's exhausted.

Sorry, sweetie.

It's for security reasons.

This is outrageous, incredible!

We've made a complaint

to your superiors!

Ma'am, don't get me angry.

Hey! What are you doing?

Giannina, you have to get up.

This is an emergency search.

Routine.

- What are you talking about?

- There may be explosives.

What?

The room should have been

searched before.

Shut it, ma'am.

The room was searched thoroughly.

But the problem is the sheets.

They're changed every day

and we've learned of the existence

of a new...

fabric bomb.

Good heavens!

What knockers!

I've never seen

anything like this.

Neither have I!

Neither have I!

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