Tell Raffi if he doesn't take the stuff to Slovenia tomorrow,
I'll come and break his neck.
And I'll cut off his balls and dick.
After Luigi does that, I'll shove them up his ass.
Stop talking about shoving stuff up asses!
- Christ! - Giorgio, Raffi won't go to Slovenia.
Your father will go wild if the deal flops.
We'll find someone else.
What did I do to deserve you two?
I'd like to spend these days with a woman I love, not two clowns.
Want a woman?
- Luigi, call the brothel. - How many do you want?
- Not women for money. - Want it for free?
I mean something authentic.
Want the whores or not?
Sorry!
Thank you.
My pleasure.
My friend.
Things okay?
Unbelievable!
Giorgio, we gotta kill 'em.
Rico, how many times do I have to say it?
They're my friends, we won't kill anyone.
Friends? You just met 'em.
- You like the blond. - Yeah, and so?
What do we do? Your father will go nuts when he finds out.
He'll also be pissed off about Slovenia.
- I have an idea. - Which one?
He gets ideas...
Friends!
Thank you, Rico.
Friends!
Animal!
Hello?
Slovenian police?
Luigi, Rico, set the table.
Why? I got "waiter" on my forehead?
- Do I? - No!
- Well, then! - Because I do?
- Okay, let's go! - Answer me!
These jerks were trying to climb in.
Let's kill 'em, c'mon!
I'll show you!
I'll bust it all!
Open the door!
Son of a bitch, open or I'll shoot you!
Open or I'll shoot!
Shoot through the door.
Good grief!
Fuck, you're really doing this?
No, stupid!
This is fake.
- Yeah. - Okay.
Okay then!