Original subtitles

Thanks, Dimitrij.

Hm.

Mikhail, is everything going according to plan?

- We don't have a problem, do we? - Arkady Igorevich.

No, no, it's all perfect. Mm.

- After all, it's just one coin. - Just one coin?

How is it just one coin? Jesus fucking Christ!

Well, I...

- Thank you, I know that it's... - I'd give my life for this one coin.

- It's very rare. - I understand.

- It's more than a coin. - Yes. My apologies.

- Get your shit together, Mikhail. - More than a coin. Yeah.

What was that all about?

About a bonus, in case we succeed.

And in case we fail.

I gotta tend to my wound. Take the money.

That's a row of Gala apples.

Those are all Gravenstein.

And Ilzer Rose.

Those are called Santa Apples. They turn completely red.

And those are the best.

Siebenkant.

It's sour.

Ah! They get sweeter.

Let me show you the house. Okay.

There.

This is my workshop. My fruit farm.

My hideaway.

Here.

There's a first-aid kit in the kitchen. Somewhere.

Charly!

Hmm?

I've been thinking about extending my apple orchard up to this area here.

You know? Get rid of all the stones and then

plant more apple trees.

Yeah, sure.

Yeah, it's good.

It's good.

Sorry about the mess. I know it looks a bit rough.

We haven't finished furnishing it yet.

Did you say "we"?

Yeah, mainly me,

but someone from the village helps me sometimes. That's Margot.

Does this Margot not like talking a lot?

You know her?

Just getting to know each other.

Margot!

Hey there!

This is a surprise.

Hello.

This is Charly, a friend.

This is Margot, she's like an aunt to me. She doesn't like talking.

What are you doing?

Who's it from?

From the Big Guy, huh?

Only for me.

But I am done with the family now.

I decide who fucks in Vienna. Red decides where the fucking takes place.

Fucking, licking, butt plugging, dick sucking, I call the fucking shots.

Hmm, that's good.

Please.

My son is on his way.

And with the coin.

Look, he'll be here any second.

Make yourselves at home and get comfortable.

You're welcome to have fun with our bunnies.

I might have some fun with you, Bachofner.

We've had a slight case of... disobedience among our ranks.

A driver.

He's quite insignificant.

He wanted to show off and took something that is not his.

The good news is that he's injured.

And we've got a good idea about where he's hiding out.

Here.

That was Red. The thing with Margot.

She worked at the sauna club for a long time and...

when she wanted to quit, he had a fit.

What kind of fit?

He cut out Margot's tongue.

The Big Guy was really sorry about what his brother had done,

so he got her a house here to live in.

If you're in need of a car, you're in the right place. Pick one.

You're not coming?

I want peace and quiet.

Everything's quiet. Let's go.

You stay here.

- You serious right now, dude? - You stink like a junkie.

Let's go.

Secure the area.

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

You fucking Nazi asshole. You cocksucker.

Yeah?

You murdered my brother.

And you will die like the murderer that you are.

Your heart crushed in pain.

- I am not the one who killed your brother. - You are to blame.

And trust me, I'll make you pay for it.

How 'bout some money?

A million euros.

And in return, you leave my family out of this.

And what about my family, huh?

Let's settle this.

- Just you and I. - No.

We're going to hunt you and your family down, I swear to you.

Au revoir, Charly Markovic!

VIENNA

You go left.

Secure the building. We're going in.

Jonas will be absent until further notice...

Incoming call...

- Charly? - Samira, where are you?

The hotel's called "Palmier Rouge." On the marina.

Rami knows we're here.

- When will you get here? - Is Jonas near you?

Hang on.

- What's wrong? - Lock the doors.

You have to stay in your room and don't go out. Do you understand?

- I think he knows where you are. - What? Who?

Hassan Al-Walid.

I spoke to him on the phone, and he made some weird comments.

He knows that you guys are in Marseille.

Shit.

- What's gonna happen now? - Wait.

I've made arrangements so we can start a brand new life.

It's the only way.

Samira?

Please don't do anything stupid, okay?

That really sounds stupid when you're the one saying that.

Samira. Please.

I'm sorry.

- Be careful. - Samira.

- Grab your shoes. - But...

No buts! Let's go, come on.

Gottfried left, Ingo right.

What is it?

What's going on?

Margot's pointing at something over there.

If someone is really out there, that means they'll have to break in here first.

Or they'll try to get us out.

Shit! Come on!

Go, go, go!

Down there! Go!

No one's in there.

Shouldn't've grabbed the motherfucking coin.

We're in an entirely new game now.

Is there another way out?

Go.

Gottfried! Ingo!

Come on!

Now!

Fuck!

Get down!

Fuck!

Be safe.

Hey, scumbag!

Hey, watch out.

Ah, fuck. Son of bitch.

Let me do it next time.

- You pieces of shit! - Run!

You drive! Key's in the ignition!

You shithead motherfuckers!

Hurry up!

God fucking dammit! Fucking shoot!

Fuck!

You motherfucking cunts!

Fuck!

It's my son.

- Rio? - Shit, Dad, we fucked up, majorly.

Oh! Super, that's great!

I'm so proud of you. I'm happy to hear it was easy.

No, you have to listen to me. They are both on the run.

Our friends from the East will be so glad to hear that.

They're right here with me.

You know how they are.

If they don't get what they want, they get a little hostile.

It's their nature. Nothing we can do about it.

They won't get far.

- Helge and I will get them. - See you soon.

Goodbye for now.

And don't forget to keep your cool in traffic jams. Yeah?

Big hug! Bye bye!

Well...

As I said, it won't be that long now.

Sixteen shots, and they still escaped?

Car?

They're in a gray Jeep.

Joe said that guy wanted to go to Marseille.

Shut the fuck up!

What the hell's going on? Tell me.

Very well. I'll tell you what's going on.

Let's be honest.

As you have already obviously noticed,

my son's a total idiot.

Maybe it's my fault. Maybe I wasn't tough enough.

Or it's his mother's fault for coddling him a little too much.

Anyway,

the boy is definitely not very bright.

When it comes down to it, I mean, well, he doesn't have what it takes.

What the hell is the point?

Well, he's really the only one who could possibly get us the coin.

We can't change that now.

Perhaps he'll succeed. Perhaps he won't. I really don't know.

But that's that.

You are acting incredibly calm, Red, considering your life's at stake.

My life's not the only one at stake, Mikhail.

They're mostly an ordinary bunch of oversexed guys,

although a few of them are my men.

This one, for example, Vikerl, he's a really tough bastard.

Or this other one, that's Vincent, ex-military.

And there's also more of my men in there.

You really think you can actually scare me?

Nah.

Except you should know one thing.

If you start shooting around here, it will be the end for each of us.

Understood?

So I'd like to make a suggestion.

I think that we should light a candle

and hope to God that Rio is successful and that he is victorious.

How about that?

How about your boy's here by midnight, or else?

Well, it'll take us all the way to Italy.

We'll visit a friend of mine. He'll have a car for us to use.

It's pretty much already on our way to France.

Joseph, it's not on our way.

You're getting rid of me?

We've got enough enemies.

- Do I look like one? - No.

So, then?

Half of Vienna wants you dead.

And half of Berlin wants me dead. Understand? You and me, w...

We're like we've got the plague and kissing... someone with cholera.

Sounds romantic.

Sounds deadly.

It's better if we go our separate ways soon as we can.

Your call.

Yeah. I already have enough enemies.

And I have enough problems. You understand?

I must get to Marseille before the Al-Walids get there. It's simple.

SERVICES EUROPA BRIDGE

Mom? Where are we going?

You'll see in a sec.

Hey! I understand, you know? More than you think.

Charly has done something, and now there's someone after us.

We'll talk about it. As a family, yeah? But not now, and not today.

What did he do?

Is he a killer, or is he just a shitty car thief?

Hey! No!

Police?

What do we even say?

Everything. We say we need some help. That's what.

- Come on. - What about Charly?

That's not what matters now.

- Will he go to jail? - Hey.

Okay, Jonas, the only thing that matters now is you and I.

You and I are the only ones! Got it?

Let's go.

Hey, Jonas!

Jonas! Hey!

Hey!

- Whoa, watch it! - Jonas!

Jonas!

Where are you going, little boy?

Hey, hey, watch out!

Jonas!

Jonas!

Jonas!

Jonas!

Shit. Jonas!

Whats up, man? Looking sharp, eh?

Fuck!

- What's up, my friend? - What's up, Samir? Come here!

C'mon. Let him pass. Let him through.

Incoming, incoming!

- Dude, it was a total shit show. - Didn't I tell you...

Watch, watch. What did I say, motherfucker?

Shut up, bro.

Hey, Sharif!

- Stop that. - Alright.

- The fuck? - Sharif!

Sharif.

- Are you Sharif? - Yeah, I'm Sharif.

- Salam aleikum. - Aleikum assalam.

- Tarek. - Al-Walid junior.

Hmm?

- Peace be upon you. - Aleikum assalam.

- Yeah, man. - No!

You good?

Thank god, yeah.

You are safe here. Family.

- My people. - That's right, man.

- My bro over here. Family. - We're all family.

- That's right. - Our home. This my family.

Welcome. Yalla!

- Marhaba, bro! - Marhaba.

- Thank you. - Let's go. Let's go.

This is my kingdom. All the city is mine.

All the city, sa grand-mère la pute, is mine.

We have everything, practically. In one year, I'm the king.

I have everything.

Heroin, cocaine, meth, hashish, cannabis.

- Yo, come on. - Okay, okay.

Pick that up. Come on, man! Don't be such a lazy ass.

- I'll take care of it. - Oh my God.

And I heard that the great Al-Walid is doing kidnapping in Berlin now?

We believe our man is hiding here in Marseille.

With his wife and child.

He is to blame for the murder of my cousin.

Huh.

This room stinks. Come on, open the windows, please.

Open the damn window, please.

You gotta clean this place up, for God's sake.

Fucker.

Take this.

So?

I was asking myself, why has an Al-Walid sent you?

Why?

Close the fucking windows!

How many times? How many times do I have to say it?

Fuck!

It's not a good job for you. Not a good job for you.

What do you mean?

I mean it's not a good job for you.

No one can hide from my eyes in my city.

That's it. 20,000 if we find them, and 20,000 in my pocket in 24 hours.

Done deal.

- We got a deal. - Hm. Yeah, we got a deal.

Send me the video.

Oh là là, this guys's stubborn, man. Jeez.

- Were going on a hunt? - Alright, alright.

Okay...

Now I'm going to send that to all my bees.

Look alive, look alive!

- Did you see this, man? - Whoa, whoa!

Listen.

Bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz...

Let's go!

Let's go!

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz...

You and me, come on.

Bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz...

Helge.

Will you just shut the fuck up and drive faster!

If you're nice to a German one time,

he'll piss on you and then ignore you after that.

Yeah, sure.

You know, you owe me, after all I've done for you.

What do I owe you, exactly?

Yeah, how about your stupid life, for example?

And this here.

Yeah, that thing is exactly why I'm under this much stress.

- Honestly, it's absolutely useless to us! - I don't see it that way.

Yeah? how do you see it? You know why you grabbed that thing?

Oh, you're my therapist now, is that it?

You want to buy your family a little tranquility.

That's all it is.

Bullshit.

And why...

are you still carrying this thing around?

Why won't you open it?

Just 'cuz, huh?

Now. Therapy session is over.

In 20 kilometers, we'll hit the last service station before Brenner.

I'll get out, and you'll never see me again.

Good.

- Good. - Uh-huh.

This is gonna abandon me now?

That's great.

It's nibbling away at the piston,

and once it's gone the engine'll be screwed.

- What do we do now? - You?

Keep your mouth shut and take the next exit we come across.

Helge, this is useless.

The turnpike is completely blocked.

It'd be a miracle if we saw their car.

If not now, then we'll get them in Marseille.

Uh-huh? And what are we gonna do?

This is fucking Marseille. Not some random hick town.

What do you think, huh? Call the radio station?

Bonjour, anybody seen a Viennese fat fuck?

Or should we place an ad in the Michelin Restaurant guide?

That'd be...

Do you know the difference between a good soldier

and an amateur?

He can stay quiet! Got that?

Good boy.

ITALY FINALE LIGURE

Okay, the oil pump is working again.

It won't last forever, but it'll do for now.

Go on. It's yours.

I'm gonna stay here.

What is it? Drive.

It's got 20, 30 kilometers. You're good.

This place is nice.

- Joseph. - Hmm?

Do you think the car'd manage driving us both to your friend's place?

VIENNA FEDERAL OFFICE OF CRIMINAL INVESTIGATION

Oh!

That was quick.

Okay, there's been a shootout in Strunzbichl.

A really violent attack. Two dead.

That's all that you've got?

Oh, is that not glamorous enough for you?

Listen.

It seems like there's a connection with Red.

Until a few years ago, the property belonged to old Bachofner.

- The Big Guy? - Correct.

And then back in 2012, he sold the whole thing for next to nothing to...

Wait for it...

This guy.

Joseph Muckstein.

A driver.

- He was at the sauna club. - Mm-hmm.

He must've got his hands on something big for Red to go after him like that.

What about her?

The team found her two kilometers away with blood splatter on her hands,

was presumably at the scene, but she's not saying anything,

and we don't know anything.

Not her name or even if she understands us.

The records department's been informed that she...

- What are you doing? - You understand me, right?

- Nina, what are you doing? - We know that Red's after

- this man right here. - Nina!

- Nina! - Robert!

Goddammit, there's a protocol!

Why is he bending over backwards to find this guy, huh?

Tell me. What does he want from him?

What is that?

Joseph Muckstein disappeared with his coin?

Where is he?

Where is he?

Where is he?

Hmm.

We're almost there.

Rudi is a great guy, you'll see.

Mm-hmm.

I'm staying there. You won't have to worry about me, okay?

That's best.

Jonas?

Fuck!

Shit.

Ah, Rudi.

Buona sera.

Um... chief?

No?

Uh...

Rudi, 40-100.

Hey.

Follow me. He's in the back.

- Hey, Bella. - Ciao.

- See you later. - Bye. Later.

What are you doing? Get out, now!

You know, 40-100 is the Vienna taxi service number.

Just like 60-1-60.

So, either 40-100 or 60-1-60 is a

question of faith, in a way.

C'mon. Break's over. Get to work.

That's Rudi.

These guys are looking for Rudi, okay?

Mille grazie!

Bravo!

That's Rudi.

Marvelous, Rudi.

Yeah.

These two guys want to speak to you.

No, I can't believe my goddamn eyes!

Is that you, Joseph?

Has my big guy come to visit me in exile, huh?

- Let me kiss you, my friend! - Hey, I love what you've done here.

- Yeah, you see, big guy? - Love it.

What a career, huh?

- Yeah! - Finally, I've been blessed.

Things were never boring with you, dude.

- Very true. - Ah, missed you!

- Who's that? - My friend, Charly.

Okay.

Charly.

- Any friend of yours is a friend of mine. - Good.

All right then, andiamo!

I think we should all have something to drink.

This calls for a celebration!

Gimme three grappas, would you please.

Doubles.

- Come on, get moving! Let's go! - Dude!

Well then, Prost!

I don't drink anymore, Rudi.

- What? - Those times are over.

- I don't believe it. - It's true.

It's true.

- Cheers! - That's life.

- So, dude... - Hmm?

A little birdie said that shit hit the fan in Vienna.

You really showed Red.

Enough now.

Well, things will never be the same as they were, huh?

You know, now that the Big Guy's no longer with us.

Rudi, thank you,

but we're in a bit of a hurry and to be honest, we need help.

Tell me what you need. Happy to help you out.

The full works.

Listen, all we want is a car.

We've got cash.

Good.

Are you trying to bribe me or what? Your own bros? Are you crazy?

Listen, go on up to the disco,

eat, drink, just like we used to. Bang some chicks.

I'll be right with you.

- I'll make a few calls in the meantime. - Good.

- And then you will get your car, right? - Great.

- Alright? Andiamo! My pleasure! - Nice of you, thanks.

- Now go taste "la dolce vita"! - Hey!

Yes.

One, please.

Maybe they're lying.

They told me that the boy is here, so the boy is here.

The boy is here, the boy is here... Where is the boy?

- Maybe they're playing with you, Sharif. - No one plays with Sharif.

We are going to find the boy. Just wait.

Hey, this is my side! Get outta here!

This is a different city. It's wild here. Don't you... Don't you see these streets?

- This is different than Germany, okay? - Mm-hmm.

- We were worried. If I hadn't found you... - Hey! Come here!

- Let go! - Wait! I found him,

- he was thirsty and I got him a soda. - They're here!

They're here for us! We need to leave!

Okay, straight ahead. Go straight ahead and turn right.

- There's a metro station. - Hey!

- That's them! - Straight ahead and right!

- Who are they? - Hey, you! Stop! Samira!

Shit!

Watch it, man!

Sharif!

Tarek!

Come on!

- Mom! - Come on, come on, come on!

Up there! Up there!

Stop!

- Right there! - Okay!

- Stop! - In here! We're almost there!

Fuck! Fuck!

Come on.

Fuck!

They're here.

Go back. I'll wait here.

Okay.

- Okay. - Where are you?

I know you're here.

What did you do with the woman and her kid?

Tourists, they wanted a picture.

You're with Griselda Delacroix.

You're one of her men?

You Corsican?

You try to screw me, I'll kill you, motherfucker.

Capiche?

We'll see.

Habibi, we'll see.

Sharif!

Where is she?

- I don't know. - Who's that?

Uh, no one. Come on, come on.

Yeah. That Rudi and his music.

We even used to swap cassettes, you know?

- For our cars. - That's cute, but we've been waiting

- for thirty minutes now. - Just chill, he'll be here.

Ciao.

Ciao.

She's into you, isn't she?

What the fuck?

- What the fuck are you doing, huh? - Nothing.

- Nothing? What's this? - Calma.

- Come on, Richie, let's go. - Calma?

The fuck did you say?

- You're trying to speak Italian? Eh? - Let's go.

You Deutsch fuck.

Let's just go.

We're just talking. You hitting on my girl, huh?

Get the hell outta here.

No one likes the Germans.

I'm gonna go look for him.

Okay.

Congratulations, Mr. Bachofner.

The king is dead, long live Red.

Listen, Bachofner, I have a proposition for you.

I get the cash.

You get the damn coin.

I can't stand being in Italy any longer.

I want to go home to Vienna, you understand?

And well, you know, with the Big Guy now being gone...

Thank you.

No, you don't need to thank me, Mr. Bachofner.

I know exactly where everyone belongs.

I can tell exactly when certain people have slipped into the top ranks,

but actually belong in the lower ones.

So, Bachofner, do we have a deal, or do we have a deal?

Of course we have a deal. Let's do that then.

Pleasure doing business with you, Rudi.

There you go. Just one call, and it's all sorted out.

We've got the coin.

Boss, the cops are here and want to talk to you.

That cunt is back again, huh?

She can go fuck off.

- What do you want? - Same as you.

I want the coin.

The half-imperial from Berlin.

There are only three copies of it.

He's already got two.

- I can't really understand why you would... - Arkadij Zakeyev.

I know more about him than you can imagine.

I know where he sleeps. I know his appetite.

And now I know that you have what he wants.

- I don't... - I also know

what he does to his business partners.

Don't think it all ends with the coin.

And sooner or later, he'll feed you to the wolves.

Call off the men that you ordered to go after Joseph Muckstein.

Tell me where to find him.

I'll get the coin from him and ensure that you never see Zakeyev again.

Never again.

Go fuck yourself.

I am not scared of you.

You really have no idea what's actually going on.

Out of my bar!

Get the fuck out! Fuck off and get out of my bar right now! Get lost!

Fuck off.

It's dangerous here. Fuck off.

Get me a damn drink.

- Nina? - Robert!

Listen, we need the Cobra team at Red's club now.

The Cobra unit? Why?

There's gonna be a bloodbath. There's a hostage situation in there.

What? Nina, wait, wait minute...

Hey, look who it is. Madame, madame, would you like to...

Non, merci!

- Hey, friend. You again. No? - We don't want drugs.

- I'll give you a deal! - No, no, no.

How about I give you a special friend discount?

Hey. Hey!

I'm sorry.

This is not your fault.

Except I need you to be here by my side.

With me 100 percent.

- I can't do this alone. - Okay.

Okay?

We're going to the hotel.

We'll wait there for Charly, and then we can leave.

Okay, come on. Come on.

DESIGNER DISTRICT

- We have a problem. Come with me. - What?

- Yes, follow me. - Problem?

That's what I said.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Just go all the way to the end. - Here?

- Yeah, right there. - Okay.

Charly?

Charly!

Big boy!

What is it, fatty?

Are you scared of coming into my office now, huh?

Hey, do you recall our crazy and wonderful private parties?

Good ol' days! You were drinking then, you beast, you.

- Get your ass in there. - Ahh!

Charly!

Leave.

You look pretty dumb, don't you, fatty?

- I'm a vet. - Yeah, okay.

- See? Everything is on the card. - Mm-hmm. I need just to check something.

- Why? - Oh, just checking some details.

- I'll come back. - Thank you.

What is ketamine?

It makes you drowsy.

It's used for animals.

Uh, sorry?

Sorry, could you do me a favor and hurry up a little bit?

- Sure. One second. - We're in a rush.

Thank you.

Here you go.

Those bastards told the truth.

Perfect.

Take the money away.

Let's go. Take the money as far away as possible.

Okay, boss.

Such a fuss they're all making.

All because of this small thing.

I'm homesick for Vienna.

I wanna eat at my sausage stand, go to my racetrack and place a bet.

And also go to my theme park.

You know,

when the Big Guy sent me into exile,

you all kept your mouths shut.

And you, Joseph,

my friend Joseph,

you kept your mouth shut, too.

- What was I supposed to do? - Shut up!

And now you show up here all of a sudden and think I owe you something, or what?

Or is it that daddy's death messed up your head? Huh?

Thought I didn't know about your stupid secret?

Fat Joseph

is the Big Guy's son.

Huh?

There were a few times when he almost made it public.

But you know what always stopped him from doing that?

No? Aren't you interested?

You know what? I think I'll tell you anyway.

It was because of you.

You were such an embarrassment to him.

Because you're a fat, bloated little pussy.

Such a worthless appendage.

- Joseph. - His words.

Don't you listen to him, alright?

He told me himself.

- Look, he's just talking shit. - You have to understand...

Doesn't the truth make you thirsty, Joseph?

Toni, grappa!

No, no!

Perfect.

Let's have a drink, the two of us, yeah?

- Just like the old times. - No, please don't!

Once an addict, always an addict.

Come on. Have a drink, Joe. It's medicine.

Well done, that's it. There we go!

All the way down.

Swallow it. Good boy. It's medicine, you know?

Yeah, well done. Amazing isn't it?

Are you crazy?

Hey! Now...

What if I...

Should I? No, how about instead, I put a bullet in his head?

How about that?

You!

Right, you! You'll drink it all right now. You will drink everything!

You'll drink it now!

There you go, got it?

A drink for your father,

so he doesn't have to feel so ashamed of his ugly, fat son.

And a drink for Mama,

that crazy old whore.

Oh, by the way, I fucked her, too.

Good, that's it. Come on!

All of it. Good boy! Good boy!

Yes, that's it. Very good.

Look, look, look, look, look!

Oh, you've made me so happy!

It's almost like the old days.

My boy, this is how I like you.

You know I like you, huh?

Yeah!

I've got it! I've got it!

Come here.

Get it together, man!

- Yeah, yeah! - It's all good.

That's good.

Thanks.

Come on.

- Come on! - Yeah, coming!

Yeah...

Yes, Dad. Yeah. We're in Italy now.

- We'll be at 40-100's soon. - Rudi's waiting for you.

- Get a move on! - Don't worry, we'll get the coin.

- I promise you. - Rio, just do it.

- I promise you, I mean it. - Thank you.

You see? It was quicker than you thought it was.

It'll soon be over for that motherfucker.

Where is it?

Where's the car? Where's the fucking car, man?

- Who'd steal a car like that? - Whoa, whoa, guys, guys!

Check this out.

Hey, motherfucker!

- Hey! Motherfucker! Piece of shit, German! - Jesus. Really?

- Come here! - Calm down!

- Yeah, you. - This isn't a good idea.

- Go back to your own country. Huh? - Don't do this.

That's right.

Whoa! Hey, hey, hey!

Fuck off! I said, fuck off!

You, too!

Fuck off!

Stop! Stop!

You give me the keys! Give me the keys, man!

Give me your fucking keys!

- Now! - Fine, fine, take them!

Joseph, come on!

- Joseph, come on! - You're done, asshole!

Joseph, come on, we need to leave!

- Where're you going? Come here! - I'm thirsty. I need a drink!

Fuck that guy! I'm gonna kill that motherfucker!