Untitled Snabba Cash Remake Page #4

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and a car was seen speeding away...

- What are you thinking about?

- Nothing.

Know what?

You and I are going to Daddy's country.

To Belgrade. That's where

I lived when I was your age.

- Do your parents live there?

- When they were alive, they did.

Do you miss them?

Do you like that horsey?

- Nenad here.

- It's me, Mrado.

- Is this line safe?

- What's wrong?

They tried to kill me.

- Who?

- Radovan.

How fast can you get here?

I'll be on the next flight out.

Mrado here. I need to know

when the Arab's stuff gets here.

- I don't know...

- Two hundred grand.

You've got to talk to JW.

- Hello?

- It's me, we're downstairs.

I'll be right down. Five minutes.

Will this take long?

I told my girlfriend I'd see her...

- I'm meeting her parents.

- Chill out.

- Where are we going?

- To see Mahmoud.

He wasn't around

when the bomb went off.

You knock.

- Knock on the door. Do it!

- What's going on?

- Johan? What are you doing here?

- Can I come in, Mahmoud?

- I'm having dinner with my family.

- This will only take a minute.

All right, hang on.

You f***ing rat!

I know what you did!

You rat!

You f***ing rat!

Look at me!

- That's enough, Abdulkarim!

- You lousy c*nt!

I believe in you. Let's go.

- What happened?

- Things got out of hand...

- I'll explain later, OK?

- OK.

Mom, Dad, this is Johan.

- I'm Jan.

- Welcome, I'm Anne.

Would you like some wine, Johan?

By the way, do you sail?

- Sure, I enjoying sailing.

- Good.

You can take care of Sophie

when she's seasick.

I don't get seasick.

That was back when I was, like, ten.

I could use a strong hand on deck.

What do you say, Johan?

That would be... an honor.

Excuse me, please.

The Stockholm School of Economics

attracts students from all over.

- Where are you from?

- What exactly...

My family, you mean?

We moved around a lot.

- Any special place?

- That would be...

My parents live in Cape Town.

And so does my sister.

Cape Town.

Diplomacy or business?

- Diplomacy.

- Let's raise our glasses.

Cheers!

Shall we go and stay a while

at my parent's place in France?

- Sorry, I didn't hear what you said.

- Like to go to France with me?

No, I don't think so.

Why not?

Because I have a job.

And then there's school.

- Is that all?

- What do you mean?

If you think things are going too fast,

just tell me.

I've never said

that things are going too fast.

I think you're scared.

Scared that it's getting too serious.

We've been

seeing each other for months,

and I've never been to your place.

Don't go!

Don't worry, I'm just really busy

with this project.

Don't worry,

everything will be just fine.

OK?

What will be fine? What?

I'm afraid that you don't care

for me the way I care for you.

I don't dare challenge your lies.

What f***ing lies?

You and your family want another

"Jet-set Carl" who will fit right in!

Some upper-class p*ssy

from a fancy family!

My parents can be difficult, but they

made an effort! They liked you!

They liked me?

How the hell can you tell?

Why would they like me?

Why would they?!

- Why?

- What's wrong, Johan?

Why?!

Why would they like me?!

It's all about the money... Right?

I've have money soon.

But you have money!

Hello.

Hello.

JW.

I just want to talk.

I know that you work for that Arab guy.

You've never done anything

like this before, have you?

I don't know

what you're talking about.

I know about your shipment.

Don't go thinking you know

the people you work for.

I've been around for a long time.

I can tell that it's getting to you.

I know what it's like.

I know exactly what it's like.

And the stuff that's going down now...

Now when it's all coming to a head...

People get greedy and scared.

They start fighting, double-dealing.

Your best friend will screw you over.

If that doesn't happen, great.

Keep working together.

But keep one thing in mind.

In this business, people put

themselves and the money first.

And so should you.

I won't be sticking around.

That's not how it works.

You can't leave when it suits you.

They'll find you.

They'll hunt you down like a dog.

Why would you be any better?

A few months ago

I probably would have shafted you.

But now I have

someone else to think of, too.

That's why

I have to do one last job.

It has to work.

And I need you, JW.

I'll pay you two million.

Two million.

One million up front,

one million afterwards.

Then you're out.

I can guarantee that you get money.

Here, there's a number listed on this.

Call it, and I'll push "busy. "

One hour later...

...we'll meet

at the Kristineberg Hotel.

Lovisa, it's time to go.

- Hello?

- Help me, they're here!

Calm down, I can't hear you, Paola.

Paola?

What the hell did they do to you?

We told them we didn't

know where you were, but...

They attacked Andreas.

Hit him again and again...

Then they started kicking him.

- And Mom?

- She doesn't know about it.

She wasn't here.

Andreas has left me.

I'll be all alone.

No, you won't.

If Andreas doesn't come back,

I'll be with you at the birth.

Do you mean that?

Of course I do.

I'll take care of you.

You and the baby

will never want for anything.

It won't be like when we were kids.

You can't do it.

You think you're going

to be this Cocaine King.

But where is your success?

Where is the money?

You don't even have friends. Just me.

Stay away,

all you do is screw things up.

- Take it easy.

- You say you'll take care of me.

But when the f***

did you ever do anything for me?!

When have you ever

done anything for us?!

Let go of me, Jorge!

Dad ruined our childhood, but you're

not screwing up the rest of my life.

Is that clear?

Get out of here.

I'm not like Dad, OK.

Don't you compare me to him!

You think you know who I am?

- Leave me alone...

- What do you know about my life?

Look at me! Don't you ever

compare me to that bastard again!

Do you think Mahmoud ratted on us?

- Do you?

- Drop it, for Christ's sake.

Drop it.

I don't know if I trust Abdulkarim.

- Can he be trusted?

- Everyone in this biz is a bastard.

In three weeks I'll be rich.

I'll graduate and get out of here.

You won't be rich.

That's not how it works.

You've been screwed.

What are you talking about?

It's my plan, my bank contact...

I know exactly what I'm worth.

I did my bit and I'll be leaving soon,

so I can't help you out anymore.

"Help me out anymore"?

Help me anymore?

You haven't f***ing helped me at all!

Think about it!

You set it all up. But they can

take it from there, believe me!

Or they can pay someone else to do it.

For 100 grand. You're just another

f***ing expense to them now.

They'll say:
"First we have to bring

in the coke and then sell it. "

If you're lucky, you'll see some dough

in like... six months.

- Six months...

- Abdulkarim will get tired of you.

That's when the real trouble starts,

because he'll want to replace you.

He'll use you up and throw you away.

That's how it works.

Everyone's a bastard.

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