Traders Page #6

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thanks.

- F*** all this, Anthony.

Where's the f***ing money?

- That's the problem with

working with people like Ger.

They're not businessmen.

You alright, Vernon?

- Yeah. Fine.

- You think there's any

real future for us?

I can't see it.

- Yeah,

you could be right there.

Negotiations

aren't going too well.

But I need that money back.

So how do we proceed?

- We don't proceed.

- That's no good.

God, Harry, this is messy.

The only real option

is to shoot you,

and hope that we can

figure out where the money is.

- Well, that's an option.

- No, here's one:

We go together,

we get the money,

you keep a hundred,

and I take the rest.

- What about my forty?

- Just a question:

You ever kill anyone?

- Not in a while.

- Really?

- I can't believe you

won't see reason.

Ah!

- You didn't believe

i could do that, did you?

Oh, no, you didn't!

C'mon, Harry, be honest.

What a team!

Eh'?

- Hold that.

- Harry, um,

what about the money?

I mean, I saved you, Harry.

You have to admit that.

We've still got our deal,

haven't we?

40k?

- You came here in a car, right?

So who were they, Vernon?

- He runs a-well, ran-

a garden center

near where I live.

- The one who was doing

all the talking?

- Yeah.

The guy that I killed.

I think I'm ready, Harry.

- Ready for what?

- Trading.

It's all about the first one,

isn't it?

I mean, you had the

same problem,

you couldn't kill me, remember?

Look at you now!

Have you traded here before?

- We've got a lot of

digging to do, Vernon.

- We should do something.

You know, dinner

or drinking, clubbing.

Something fun, you know?

Me, you and orla.

Shouldn't we?

Just the three of us.

Harry?

- You were right, Vernon.

The first time we traded,

you were ready and I wasn't.

- This isn't fair.

This isn't a trade.

- You're a dangerous man,

Vernon.

- Harry?

- That's it.

That's how I spent the

last four months of my life.

Just one more trade,

then I'm done.

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