Wrong Cops Page #2
Nice and easy.
- Well, have to see.
What is it?
- Well, I mean, you know,
I don't want to talk about it here.
Let's take a walk.
- Oh, my God.
Who is that guy?
- Nobody.
Just some guy.
- What happened?
Did you run him over?
- No, I shot him by mistake.
- This is not how we're gonna
fit in with the neighbors.
Why did you do that?
- Shut up, Mommy.
Everything is fine.
No one saw anything.
Fate wanted this, not me.
Can you help me lift this f***er?
- I got this.
All right.
I didn't like the guy anyway.
- I'll dump him in the river.
Oh, no!
I thought you were dead!
- Yeah, me too.
- F***!
- Wh...wh...
What was the music you were listening to
when you were driving?
I liked it a lot.
- Ugh, that's disgusting.
- So listen.
You take him,
you get rid of him neatly,
and I simply forget
about the money you owe me.
It's as easy as that.
- I've never killed anyone before.
I don't know if I can.
It's kind of scary, Duke.
I'm not-
ugh, I'm not feeling it.
- What are you afraid of?
There's nothing to do.
The guy is 75% dead already.
You dig a big hole,
and you throw him in.
You bury him.
Boom, job is done.
- But that's horrible.
- It's horrible for him.
It's not horrible for you.
Hey, come on.
I'm just trying to help you out with
your money problems.
You don't have to do it.
Think about all the equipment
you could buy
to bulk up with.
- What kind of deranged
meeting place is this?
- Don't worry, the police office
is right there.
I just came outside to have a little
fresh air.
Sometimes I take meetings
out here
'cause it's a little depressing inside.
- All right, so...
- I'm sorry.
Show me your breasts.
I want to see your breasts.
- I'm sorry. What?
- This was all a ploy
to get you into my trap.
But don't worry.
I don't have to use this thing,
you know.
All you got to do is take off that top
and show me one breast,
two breast, both breasts.
Wow, I'm sorry.
I just-
I don't know how to react.
- Stop changing the subject and
show me those breasts.
- You can't be serious.
I mean, you just can't be.
This is a joke, right?
Yeah, have a laugh.
But in the meantime,
this is a real f***ing gun.
- What is your problem?
Do you have, like,
issues talking to girls?
Is this, like, your pickup line?
- Stop wasting my f***ing time
with your twisted questions.
What must be done will be done.
And what must be done today is,
you take off that top
and show me those breasts,
'cause this is a real f***ing gun.
What must be done will be done.
And this might not be making
perfect sense,
but it makes sense
up in my f***ing brain.
So do me a favor, drop it.
Let me see the breasts.
- What are you gonna do
if I don't comply?
- I'm gonna put
a f***ing bullet in your head.
You're gonna fall down.
There's gonna be blood everywhere.
I'm gonna walk over with my dirty shoe,
and I'm gonna lift up your shirt,
and then I'll see your breasts.
- Okay.
- It's win-win for me, girl.
- Yeah, I see that.
- What are you doing?
Julia, that's a bad idea.
- I feel really sorry for you, man.
- Get some help, seriously.
- You f***ing b*tch!
Wait!
Show me your breasts!
Ah!
Show me your breasts!
- It's not that
I don't trust you, Bob.
It's just that I love counting these
babies.
every day.
- I know.
Take your time counting.
- What are you up to these days?
You been working?
- I just signed with a big studio
I'm doing okay.
- Cool.
Bravo, man.
That'll be great for my business.
I mean, that is, you could
hook me up with movie stars
loaded with cash.
- It's a numerical movie.
There are no stars.
- A numerical movie.
- Mm-hmm.
- Wow.
I have no idea what that means,
but it sounds awesome and amazing.
- Yeah?
- Linda!
How's my little kitty?
- Good. Are you on your way?
- No, actually,
that's why I'm calling.
You need to tell Donaldson
that I can't won't be
in the office this afternoon.
- Why?
- Well, it's personal.
It's a family matter.
I can't talk about it
on the phone.
- Is it serious?
- Well, yeah, it's serious.
I can't come into the office.
- But Donaldson is waiting for you.
- Okay, yeah,
tell Donaldson that, uh,
I have to take care of this guy
who is definitely getting cancer.
- Oh.
- Well, that's what
the doctor said.
The doctor said, "Maybe cancer."
- Hey!
Turn some music on, please.
- Uh, Linda, I have to go.
That is the family member
who may have cancer
who is calling me.
Okay, bye.
Hey, what is the matter with you,
yelling like that?
- The music.
It did me some good...
in your partner's car.
It helped me to think of something else.
Without the music,
it's very difficult.
The pain comes back.
And I really don't feel that well.
Then just put a little music on for me.
That's all I'm asking for.
- Okay, I'll put some music on.
No problem.
Is that better?
Do you like that music?
Hey, is that the kind of music
you like?
Sir?
Hey.
Hey, sir.
Sir.
- What?
- Hey, I've have
so I'll be gone for a while,
no more than five minutes.
Is that okay?
- I have to tell my wife.
She must be worried.
- Okay, we'll talk about that
when I get back,
because now I have an errand
to run.
Now, would you like to listen
to some music
in the meantime or not?
- Oh, yes, please.
- Okay, did you like the music
that I was listening to?
Or would you like something else?
- I don't know.
I can't remember.
Don't move.
I am taking this shovel.
Okay, fine.
I'm taking a...
A key chain too, okay?
Hey!
What are you doing with my car?
Get away!
- Nothing.
I was just wondering
why the music was so loud.
That's all.
- So the radio's on.
I don't see what the big deal is.
- Well, normally people
when they park their cars.
It's kind of strange to leave it on,
don't you think?
- No, I don't.
And normally people walk on their feet.
Don't you think it's a little bit
strange
that you need this thing to
wheel you around?
- Hey, go f*** yourself!
- No, really, you should
just call me whenever you want.
No matter what time it is,
wherever you are, Bob,
I will be there for you.
You're my top-priority client.
You can count on me.
- That's really nice.
- Seriously.
- Okay.
- So do we kiss now
to say good-bye or what?
- Why do you want to kiss me?
- Well, isn't that the way it's done
in the movie world?
- No.
- No.
- Oh, I thought it was.
- No.
- Maybe it's
not for numerical movies.
- See ya, Duke.
Thanks, buddy.
Peace out.
- Hey, whatever you like.
Take care, Bob!
- Hey, I'm home.
- Hey, honey.
What are you doing home
so early?
- Well, I just decided
to pop in-
I was in the neighborhood-
and give you a kiss.
- Mwah!
- How's my little bunny?
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