Torrente 4 Page #3

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and I'll strategically

wait in the car.

Rin Rin, where-'s my boy?

Narciso, haven't I told

you a thousand times

to steer clear of riff raff?

- But, Juani

- Shut shut up,

before I slap you one.

I already forbid you from

being anywhere near my boy.

- Mom!

- Take that!

Don't back-talk me!

Madam, do you know

you're interrupting

a vital operation?

Who's this fat pig?

Why are you with these boys?

- You some "pedophiliac"?

- Lady!

Mom, ifs Torrente.

I said:
Shut up!

Let's go home, what did

they do to you?

Shameless trash,

and you get on home!

You too, Rin Rin!

Get ready, because when I see

your mom, I'm telling

and you two little bastards,

I'm telling on you tool

Torrente, I gotta go

and change grandpa's diapers.

-Count on us

- Keep us informed.

There are no men left, kid.

Today's youth has no balls.

- What do we do, Torrente?

- Follow the plan.

I just realized you and

me can do the job alone.

We don't need anyone.

That way we get a bigger

share of the loot.

The truth is, Torrente, we haven't

discussed the "loot" part yet.

Everything has its moment.

When we pull the

job, we'll see.

I was thinking of something fair,

like 90/20, something you'd

feel easily comfortable with

I thought more like 60/40.

Have you gone mad?

You should pay me for the

privilege of my company!

I should charge you for

letting you be near me.

Torrente, no

Look, don't piss me

off with this trivia.

Who cares about bucks,

as long as I get mine?

We're going to spend

the whole advance.

Great, Torrentel

Sol say Manolito, put

it on my tab but

leave the bottle.

Torrente,

I've got a black p*ssy

thirsty for some milk.

No used goods, I have money.

I want hotties!

But Russian chicks are frigid.

And Spanish chicks: clingy,

ugly and wear mustaches.

C'mon, get out of here!

Hey handsome, wanna

have a good time?

OK.

- Torrentel

- Gotcha!

Don't be disgusting!

Caught you napping!

A cup of insert it

ammo methane bam!

Works every time!

The girls left, now what?

Ah, what the

Babes just don't get it.

They lack our sense of humor.

-sum

-Pig!

Shh, they may come back.

I'm gonna tuck all the sluts

in this joint, another round

Excuse me, would

you accompany me?

Are you throwing me out?

- More or less

- C'mon, I may lose it

This is the worst part

of surveillance, kid.

The down-time, I mean

what do you do?

Should we try

or Crosswords?

What if we jerk off 50-50?

You mean each other?

No, Torrente, to each his own.

Monogamy strikes again!

Kid, this is to honor the

manhood of a fellow mate.

- Your pizza

- Torrente, my pizza's here.

- You ordered a pizza?

- I'm starving.

BBQ-flavor, want some?

You're crazy, you're

not too well, kid.

This is the scene of the crime.

How could you order a pizza?

Look, Torrente, the

hookers are leaving.

At least this guy

is gonna die happy.

- Come on

- Let's go.

Right, kid, now let's

follow the plan.

You'll see how easy it is.

And up we go!

Look, Torrente.

I love easy money, babes

and them kinds of things,

but killing killing someone

I just can't I can't.

Ripping off a leg, an arm

What are you babbling about?

I just get this stirring inside.

it's like a panic attack, Torrente.

I never even killed a fly.

F*ggot!

I'm gonna end up

doing it myself.

Look, you stay in the car,

be on the lookout. Hank the

horn if you see anything.

- Come on.

- Don't worry

And away we go!

Watch from the car!

What a fright okay,

the dog's on a chain.

Son of a b*tch

Police! Don't move!

Murder One!

Whatever you say may be used

I have my legal rights!

Let me go, it's a mistake!

You've made a mistake.

You're making a mistake

Well

Everyone out!

ALHAURIN DE LA SIERRA

STATE PRISON:

Leave items in the basket,

then move on to the booths

for a strip search.

Let's go

-I was a cop once.

- Right.

- The old kind, old school.

- Sh*t

Can I keep this calendar?

Look, when you suck

on the panties,

you can see her snatch.

Leave that crap too.

Let's go!

Come on, come on.

Joaquinesss

Jos Luis.

Don't you recognize

me, Jos Luis?

I'm Gregorio, your uncle.

What are you doing here?

Uncle Gregorio. They

told me you were dead.

Naturally, I'm the black

sheep of the family.

My mother, your grandma,

may she rest in peace,

told me how well

you were all doing.

I was so proud.

Especially of you.

Best cop on the force.

Number 1 in his class.

Here everyone knows the

class nephew I have.

How many in here did

you send to the Slammer?

I see you did tell everyone.

We don't like coppers here.

You'll eat your share of sh*t.

Here, kid

- Want some?

- Nah

- it's quite a zoo.

-Yeah.

Gotta keep both

your eyes open.

All talk, they're good kids.

F***ing pig! Now your

fate is in our hands.

You just wait, Fats!

Easy, the forks are plastic.

Sure, no sweat.

Everybody, calm down!

As long as I'm here, nobody

messes with Gregorio's

nephew, is that clear?

Wait here

You defend this stinking pig?

Hey, I'll slice you up!

Motherf***er, I'll kill you!

Those are brass balls!

Mr. Gregorio

you're like a father

to me in here.

So, I'm like your cousin.

Torrente, while I'm here,

nothing will happen to you.

Great, that's very reassuring

because I have a certain

- Peralta, it's you again.

- What, why me?

Torrente! If you need

anything, I'm your man.

Good to know, good to know.

Let go, a**holes!

How do you score, "Teeth"?

Women like men who know

how to dress, with style,

culture, a good complexion.

That's why I'm a hit

with the b*tches.

Hey "lvlustache", don't be

putting things in my ear.

What do we have here,

a queens convention?

Let's see, wiseguy,

you haven't seen my buds

when they get fired up?

Not lately, no.

- Listen, look, I

- No, you look.

The jail's full of fairies,

but who knows I might enjoy

having a fat and ugly one

with a droopy ass like yours.

The thing is:
I f*** anything.

My ass is sacred,

ifs like a temple.

Nothing gets in.

A fart escapes now and then,

maybe even a fine sausage

Don't wanna mess up my pipes.

Maybe you need to

open your door some.

Dilate it, open it a crack.

Boys, boys, boys!

What do I always say: Hand

games are bad man games.

Come on,

see you in awhile,

in the showers or

Come on, come on.

Let's go, let's go.

Go to the yard and play

with your mates.

So, you're one

of the new ones.

Already making friends.

Father, those people

were homosexuals.

And killers too.

They carry knives.

I'll report them to

the proper authorities.

Do you think the Lord would

welcome your being a snitch?

You're a good Christian

I get the impression

you're a benevolent man,

with a great heart

I'm never wrong.

Would you like to partake in

the prison parish activities?

You mean praying and all that?

No, not praying.

Don't be silly.

Together like brothers,

members of a church

Together we're walking

to see Christ our Lord

Oh Loooooooooord,

If I hook ya, gonna f*** ya

Father! What do you think?

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