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/ Store treasure.

I know you'll keep your word, honey.

/ Store treasure for / my boyfriend.

/ Store ... treasure. For my boy.

/ BIX

A fucking shot.

A fucking shot, middle fucking desert.

The dream of a nihilist meets.

A hellish place on Death ...

... and infernal death.

Just damn perfect.

Close up.

You want a whiskey, before pulling out the shot?

It's my destiny, I lie here with a fucked shot in the guts.

With a little bit of happiness, Dantelmen and Comancz I will die with a smile on my lips.

I think I will spend a little longer.

Rather, yes.

To hell ...

/ Pistolero / ZWYCIÊZCY

/ 32 YEARS EARLY

/ 32 YEARS FULL

He'll be half-fucking, fucker.

Å'WIÊTY LOUIE 1943-2008

It's probably the best dust, I've seen.

Pistol, I was in the dust many times, but ...

this dust, it's like the best species of dust,

as if transported from another planet like ...

... want to spend the rest Life in the dust.

Shut, fuck, shit!

/ gentleman

- Where's Comancz? - There. It is casting.

- I do not want ...? - ... dust your cock.

When are we going, set it to me on the left.

/ KOMANCZ aka BIX

His name is Bix.

Forget about Bixie.

From now on, you'll be known as Komancz.

/ Did they really get everyone,

/ responsible for death / Saint Louie?

/ That's what Pistolero thought ...

Forgive me, my finger is clenched.

Next time, you have share a little.

The Three Sixes came back.

Something is rotting in Pistoler's condition.

... son of a bitch!

I suggest chopping the heads and take them with you.

I propose to take a few tufts ... and the wardrobe game.

We wrap their goods, set the trailer on fire and we fuck off from here.

Can you be smiling?

He let in a little sun? Life is fine.

You have a bad day. Tell Komancz not to push.

Thanks a lot.

Danke schön for the smoke used.

You are moving too close.

More than a hair on the ass.

- To the very edge of the shore? - Exactly.

Taking into account the current situation ...

... that's why I'm the boss.

Komancz, listen ...

Pistolero wants me to give you very important message.

There is a job at Super Cuts. Some 5 kilometers away from here.

I should be motherfuckers.

- Louie was really fucking saint. - Yes.

I'm gonna kill every fucker that he has anything to do with his death.

Trigger...

You called a motorcycle after a horse?

Actually, how old is Trigiel in Konskern years?

Younger than a woman, from that pub in Reno, last week.

I tell you, she looked also less.

Pistolero wants you on your left.

Did the language stand with you?

On the left, right?

I have not seen yet That someone would be promoted so quickly.

I will remember that.

You will have a problem, you will want to talk about something

We are for you, like ... Support group.

I'm the fart ... eighth ball.

We're fucking out of this fucking hole!

. :: HELL DRIVING ::.

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Bob Menel.

We are financially independent.

Bob, it's good be financially independent.

We'll talk?

Will we talk? Do you want to talk?

Yes, that's important.

- Now? - Yes, it's really fucking important.

You can not wait a few hours, Men?

Okay, let's talk for a month and a half.

/ SOME TIME FOR 1976 ...

/TRIGGER

/ The bicentenary of America was celebrated,

/ but for Johnny, / Saint Louie and Eddie Zero,

The rebellion still hung in the air.

Sonny!

/ CHEROKEE KISUM / 1953-1976

The three winners had a small interest / with Devil and Winged Billy.

This was the beginning of bad blood.

Do you want to differ?

Believe me when I will give you bad news,

you will not hurt yourself anymore. Never again.

Fuck me last time, before you ever want to fuck you again.

I am a messenger of misery, dear.

But first the mate.

Then I'll give you this unfortunate message.

Let's be different here. I have not done anything here yet.

Crush me, as it should, right here, honey.

If you do not cut me down immediately, you will go straight to hell.

Kotku, I'm in Hell.

- I made a reservation there this morning. - Have you made a reservation for two?

In Hell, they have strict requirements what's up, you know?

You can not bring yourself to Hell. At the entrance there is a bouncer ...

Honey...

... I am created for Hell.

I am your infernal bastard.

I'm your personal one, infernal prey.

Hell's hole.

Honey, you're good ...

You are naughty.

Forward the message.

- Can I ask you something first? - Bold.

What a fuckin 'president you are, That everyone wants to kill you?

Maybe there is no place for you in the presidential suite?

I'm better than C.I.A., from the Internet, better than Enquirera.

Better than all of them, taken together.

I collected more information, than anyone else.

I'm better, than "The Deep Throat".

Forward the message.

Alright...

The Three Sixes are regrouping in the city of angels.

Diabe³ and Skrzyplaty Billy returned.

They want revenge.

Always pay off long Winged Billy.

BILLY WINGS

Last night, all gangs received a message,

That Diabe³ would love life much more,

if he lived on the territory of the Winners.

Tell me something, what I do not know about.

This whole deal with Devil, it has something to do with 1976 ...

and with that woman, Cherokee Kisum.

That's all, what I wanted to hear.

We are now going to reconnect.

Any news from Opium?

Yes.

It flowed there with red. Bloody avenue.

What do you have for now?

How much can you swallow?

I digest everything. I have an iron stomach.

Fast and Machete they have a deal with Devil.

They had. Already after them. Goody Dwa-Buty appeared.

Fast and Three Sixes ... they were hollowing out to Saint Louie. .

Together with Opium.

Three Sixes are coming to us.

Diabe³ and Winged Billy are coming.

Meet me tomorrow. In Tuscon, in Hell with Dani.

- 15.00. £ apiesz? - Yes.

How much Diabe³ paid you, That you set the Saint Louie?

Get up.

Excuse me.

Please...

From the very beginning I treated you like a son.

Come on...

... the family is not everything.

No no...

/ TUCSON, "HELL FROM DENMARK" /15.00

Where's Diabe³, Doc?

Where is Pistolero?

I think I'm huffed, Billy.

Yes, you are.

I do not think I'll need it anymore your services.

You disappear from the payroll list, Doc.

- Hi, Gigi. - Hi.

Part.

Tell Yvonne that the Winners they take over the vips table.

- Bring a brewery. - Well, if our brewery does not kill you,

You will definitely be to pee harder.

I have a cowboy.

Oh yes...

- Bitch! - Whore!

Hi, gentleman.

Miodzio.

Hey.

In general, how many of these Have you devoured small devils, old man?

Yvonne!

You sneak up to me, huh?

Gentlemen, this is Yvonne.

Mrs. Delentelmenova came.

Yes, we're going soon buy furniture.

What happened?

You introduced Gigi last month, as a future Gentlemen.

I forgot.

For the next Lady Gentlemen.

When will you finish, I invite you to my office.

- There will be a private party. - Fuck, I'll be there.

- He knows. - What are you, these are pets.

Why wait?

Bitch!

Okay, you're out!

You're out!

Pistolero ...

... he kept his word.

He married three things:

motoromes, breweries and slaughterhouses.

We could be rich, old.

I'm talking about four things ...

... motorbikes, brewery, spoils and a thick cash, man!

Actually, five things.

There are a lot of money for scraping.

That's right? Diabe³, Three Sixes.

It's a fucking future.

Pistolero ... is a decadent.

I know one thing,

I would go to Piekło for Pistol.

- It's probably a slight exaggeration, do not you think? - You know what? Fuck you.

Fuck you.

Am I to fuck?

Fuck you both.

I'm going to have to deal with these fucking bitches.

Mine Dung!

Well, take care of it. If I have to help, I will help this little devil.

W³aŸcie.

- Man ... - Fuck.

It was quite good ...

Where all of these oiled pussy?

The fat bird will get a bug.

Tomorrow, in Tucson, at 18.00. Hell with Dani.

Ladies are not welcome, except for women's nights.

I have a meeting with Sixes.

What...

fucking Sixes are not here.

You better fucking They did not go here for nothing.

I have to strain.

Where is hazel?

The ladies' toilet is closed, except for women's nights.

Now you have 38-kê ...

... aimed in the forehead.

Show me something better, a snatch,

or you will be a lost Winner.

What will you do with the others ...

... eight snippets, If I show you nothing?

I will unpack and consume.

Show them ... Paris.

You should see how to bribe them.

You know what...

you have to take note of the fact that

That motorbike brotherhoods are shit.

Three things: motorcycles, brotherhoods, shit.

Can you only lead?

You are annoying, grumpy, an orderly ring.

Take us to the fucking Sixes.

Sure, boy.

ChodŸcie. You're welcome.

How long do you have this motor?

From 1976.

For me, if you can!

He's making us fuck!

Calmly.

I know this desert, like your own pocket.

Simply, do not lose me.

It's a fucking clown.

Listen, when we catch this old kutaphon,

Let's break the fucking Indian.

We do not need it anymore.

I know whose side I'm on. Hell.

As for me, you are very nice.

I'm with you.

Diabe³, Three Sixes, Winged Billy!

Ladies, they should not go on "Indians"!

Except for women's nights!

Good ...

... och³oñcie.

We'll question him first,

before we send it to the land of eternal words.

I hope you have insurance, old man.

Easy, son.

Best regards from Pistolero!

Nobody mentioned it about my shoes!

And I'll tell the pissed Johnny, That I'm more pissed than he is.

Komanczu,

meet Eddie Zero.

/ EDDIE ZERO

Help me with this.

I have things to visit and places to do it.

Moves!

Perfectly.

Do not say that.

The perfect day is yours last day on Earth.

But he will be in Hell much worse.

I think I finally found boy Cherokee Kisum.

Those who killed Cherokee Kisum ...

... they also killed Saint Louie.

- A gentleman. - It's me.

Pistolero would like to talk with you and Komancz.

Well, thank you for the fresh ones information, Tomasz Lisie.

Hell with Dani, at 18.00.

Stay away from the main roads. Sixes are creeping around here.

Dangerous as hell.

What's up in the armory?

Are you selling straight from a motorcycle?

I'm Eddie Zero, old ...

I thought Eddie Zero he died in a race in 1986.

Yes, I would like to.

Say Pistolero ...

That I need to talk to him, before the main talk,

about his duplizy habit,

hiding shit from me.

Fuck him, tell him.

My pussy bursts.

Because of your solicitude, I have a burning need.

I wanted some the fireman has arrived.

Extinguish the flame, sir.

Maybe we'll pull down the fireman's hose?

Fire exercises ...

Get me hot.

First, the fireman will go to the desert,

then he quenches the fire.

What is this Fire Brigade?

-Ognioodporna ... - Fire-insane, if you ask me.

You are not the only one guard car in the city.

Can I insure myself from fire?

You can not do anything with me like that. I'm fireproof.

Did you bring Peyotl? I need to take care of something.

Here you have something to read.

It's a lot of cellulose, baby.

Six hundred sixty six pages.

Maybe when I come back ...

your firefighters will show you how to professionally fire?

I like it, sir.

I know you'll keep your word, honey

/ Store treasure for / my boy.

/ BUNT AGAINST EVERYTHING / JOHN PISTOLLE

Portable Pistolero!

Your morons look good written down on paper.

Existential, but sexy.

Seksystencjalne!

It's not just Peyotl speaks through me.

Let's fireworks. I have to collect.

It's over. Finito!

Do whatever you want with it, when I'm dead.

It's your lifetime pension.

Download these pants sit comfortably ...

... and watch my language, licking flames.

We're going to cut down a fiery chatter, How will you finish your licking?

Maybe we'll cut her down during the licks?

We'll slay two birds one language.

Are you kidding me?

You are not a piggyback.

You never licked me. Not once.

Why ... suddenly?

Nobody abandons me.

I am the one who is pouring away!

You must copy this with yourself fucked Cherokee Kisum!

Once and for all!

Jesus!

Fuck small!

Bury me next door Saint Louie.

At the cactus.

Store the treasure for the boy.

Do you need something, Diabe³?

No, nothing.

/ £ Diab

Do you have to be a gentleman?

How did you come up with it?

Clothes?

Dani is talking to me in the area.

I'm a Pistoler friend.

Naprawdê?

Now, a little dangerously to be someone like that, right?

What are you satisfied with?

Gorza³a?

Where are you from?

Born in the USA.

Trochê Irlandka, trochê W³oszka ... and little ª Arapaho.

I am Irlaitalapaho.

You must say: God bless you in America ...

... and, damn it, I will ask American beer.

Sië does.

What a country.

Dziêkujê. What do we drink for?

- For Christopher Columbus. - For Americo Vespucci.

Why break down?

It was not a fucking plan!

We had to talk to Pistolero together.

How are you ... puffing up.

I would explain it to you if you did not measure it in my face with this gnat.

My Life has always been a fairy tale about motorcycles and ass.

Through you and Pistolero, it turned into a cholera epopejê ...

... in a motorbike operè.

Well, if you want,

I can change them in the operetkê.

Why did you call me this bottle?

/ Quit FREE WIRE

How many do you have?

Only one ...

... and used it.

Yes, son.

Brewery.

- What do you have? - What do you want?

In this area, we drink ...

American beer!

So, American.

I will tell you where you can to stick your sticks.

- Nobody will stop you. - What the fuck ?!

A new plan to save everything?

You pay only and collect phone numbers from sticks ...

Come on, fucker!

Calmly.

Establishment of Apaches.

A premature doctor saved my life, after she almost killed me.

Beer?

Sure.

What asshole do you put on?

For more than two of them, taken together.

Drink for it.

For asshole president.

It took me years to figure it out, are you angry ...

... or good.

Is it good or bad?

That's why I am the boss.

I will kill you both,

as soon as you do a little less useful.

Save yourself a little!

You know, my life was ...

one big huge motorcycle bitch.

All pussy became open,

and whiskey is pouring with streams.

Now, it seems to me

That it turned into something ...

... psychosymfoniê.

Symphony in 666 movements.

A psychosymfonia of 666 centimeters cubic.

- Without any intermezzo. - Close, fuck, shit!

What do you think, assholes, think?

Dani, I can stay alone with my two assholes?

No Winner ...

he does not do any business ...

without agreeing with me.

You said yourself

That under any circumstances do not bother you when you're duping!

I had everything recorded.

Spies ... rats!

Back fucking Bolki Bieruty!

I protected our ass!

You protected your ass!

Damn it! I love the day when I was the winner!

And I love the day, when I brought Bixa!

You did not bring him.

He's got you, That you would introduce it to me.

Nobody likes being shelled!

Do not freeze him!

I felt this shot.

That's good.

A solid fiddle is getting ready with Winged Billy.

Are you coming in or out?

I do not know... there is only one way.

Which will it be?

Ene, due, rike, fake ...

Come on in.

Well.

I have two aces in the sleeve.

Two aces and one Devil.

I have Diabła in the Tavern under "Six",

along the "66" road.

I had it recorded.

I had everything fucked, recorded.

We will meet at Karczma pod "Szóstka", along the "66" road,

Tomorrow morning, at 6.00.

- Do you remember? - Do you repeat it six more times?

Six-year-old child to remember that.

What do these white wings mean?

Licking a virgin pussy.

Red wings ... licking a bleeding pussy.

Do you see it?

Blue-¿ó³te ... licking policewomen.

Blue-¿ó³to-br¹zowe ...

ass licking a policewoman.

Green...

licking pussy with mendami,

and purple ...

licking a dead pussy.

Do you see it?

Plaintiffs, lying on cunts,

smoking goods ... motherfuckers.

But you know ... it's nothing bad.

Drop from here.

Come here.

Komanczu,

meet Mari.

Part.

You're for one thing, hell, And what the fuck do you mean?

I am an ordinary guest, about Komancz.

Zwyciêzc¹ ...

about Komancz. That's all.

Do you know anything about the key?

No, tell me.

Do you know anything about the safe deposit box?

No...

...tell me.

Have you heard about Cherokee Kisum?

I once knew an Indian from the Cherokee tribe.

Diabe³ knew her too. A lot longer.

They were not busy with a sexual revolution.

They were involved in the production of acid. They made a fortune on LSD.

Then for blankets.

The only problem ...

That differs from the Devil, she was pounding him.

And let me tell you something ...

she led the whole cart of money.

July 4, 1976,

she stood in flames.

She had a son.

Since then, no one saw him.

From where I can be sure, That you are who you are?

Stand up.

Hi, Diabe³. How are you?

Hello, Johnny.

It's gone ... a lot of moons.

Thanks for this apartment, Johnny.

You know, I hope, That I am not unreasonable, but ...

I found nothing again under the pillow last night.

Actually, it was not a pillow.

You know, Johnny ...

podierdalanie cash ...

I do not serve business.

The key to a good deal, to ensure everyone's satisfaction.

I'm not satisfied, Johnny.

This...

... a very nice suit.

Yes, something ... it used to be.

Before I was kidnapped, two days ago.

I thought you were killed in a race in 1986 ...

I'm not happy, Johnny.

Who is, Devil?

Means...

tell me if it's not my business but I heard

That you traveled a lot Throughout all these years.

That's the honest truth. After America.

Building an empire.

During the summer of 1976,

when...

as if...

you have three Sixes.

You know, Johnny,

motorcycles are a big deal.

Big deal.

Books, magazines,

clothes, workshops.

So big that in the end I had to stop ...

ride motorcycles, In order to be able ...

focus on Motorbike interest.

I traveled all through United States,

"key" status ...

state of "treasure" ...

state "show me" ...

setting up a business.

I decided to come back here,

because I had a certain here unfinished business.

Oh my...

I'll tell you,

That I do not know anything about ...

"key" status,

able to "treasure" and state "show me".

I do not know anything.

My business has always been watching your own business.

So, how's business?

As usual.

That's good.

So, can we go to business? Let's beat one.

What do you think? I'll take the Sixes off my back.

And from the back of the gentleman,

And you...

you give me everything that you think I belong to you?

For mutual benefit ...

and everyone will be satisfied.

Three key conditions this contract is:

I will be escorted to Los Angeles, with what belongs to me,

you and the Gentlemen will help you, That the old man will die.

Here are three key ones terms of this contract.

I have enough of you.

Finish this game of bookshelves.

He does not have a concept about a safebox, nor about the key.

Key ...?

About what ...

... what key are you talking about?

About the key she did Cherokee Kisum.

Who is Cherokee Kisum?

Cherokee Kisum was a young woman,

which you kept company.

A young woman who stayed burnt with life, 4 July 1976.

/ Devil, she has to burn.

No, Johnny, I ...

I'm sorry, nothing like that I do not remember.

That was quite a long time ago.

And you are reminded of burning life Saint Louie a few days ago?

The devil! ... I swear!

Pistolero never mentioned about any fucking box!

No, Johnny.

I do not remember anything like that.

But...

I'm not Marcel Proust.

Do you have any proof for that?

Do I need fucking proof?

Well, there's something missing here, because ...

I would not live anymore, eh?

You still live only because That before I kill you,

I will ask Sonny Kisum, would he want to scold your head,

before I do it.

Yes, fuck.

I've been waiting all these years, To kill him with you.

We still have a business with Winged Billy.

Partners in crime, right?

Eddie Zero tried to find Sonny Kisum for years.

Maybe he would find it, if he did not smoke the hash 24 hours a day.

No.

It seems to me that you can not find Sonny Kisum,

until Sonny Kisum wants to to be found.

You left it with my mouth.

Cherokee Kisum ...

she was a wild woman.

A good woman,

but wild ...

I gave her a word,

That if anything happens to her,

I will keep her treasure for her boy.

Was it stored for her?

Who cared for Cherokee Kisum?

She did not look after me.

I did not know what happened then.

I could not find the perpetrators.

It was 36 carat,

hard as diamond,

gold puzzle.

Look, I'm Owl.

Cz³owieku ...

let's get out of here.

Fuck it.

In basket!

Is this Pistolero, did not he eat a bastard motherfucker?

Follow me to Pistolero!

If you dare ...?!

Well, I see it like this:

I was close once this treasure ...

and I will not let that fucker he fucked it up again.

We drive!

Come back home.

It's all for nothing!

Pistolero will come.

Do not screw it up. I need him alive.

Motorcycles!

Purple wings!

Guess what dead pussy are my purple wings?

You can not do anything to me.

I will endure everything.

You've seen shit yet.

Whore...

Give these two keys to Komancz. Let them store them for some time.

Give these two keys to Komancz!

Let them store them for a time, damn it!

Visit the Holy Louie. See if he rests in peace.

Look for a cactus flower.

You know, you should look at your eyes.

Who does Devil in a fuck, will be burned by Devil.

I met her before she met Devil.

I met her in 1969.

By Eddie Zero.

She was 16 years old, I was 14.

Think about it.

- Are you OK. - Nothing.

- Already? - This is.

You brought my jacket?

- Everything's okay? - Yes.

Why have not we met before?

- I'm Eddie. - I know, Eddie.

You'll get bored someday pretending death?

Have you got a twist?

Sure.

Kitty...

Kimosabe,

how much was in the box for us? From a Cherokee woman?

For us?

For us, yes. For you and me. For us.

I knew it would be so. "For us..."

Well, I do not want that.

I'm just curious how much is there.

Only interesting ...

but you do not want anything from it.

No, I do not want to.

It's not our business what's in the box.

So, you say

That the box from the box,

from which, as I said, I do not want anything,

It's not my business?

I will ask again:

the box and the pail that is in it,

from which, as I said,

I do not want anything,

It's not my business?

In other words, out of boxing interest.

Well, not so friendly on your part.

Where's the money, which Bob Menel had

when was his throat slashed?

I have her.

She is safe with me.

It's my destiny ...

And maybe it's not your thing?

I think it's my business and that I should have it in my hand now.

Listen, I do not want to kill you.

You are about to give up Bob Menel's money.

Hmm ... where will you kill me? Here?

Are you shooting between my eyes?

Exactly between the eyes, yes.

I'm fucking ...

Hash, shoot me straight between fucking eyes.

Come on, shoot.

Shoot.

I counted on you ...

That you will do something to stop it it's cretinous, fucking shit.

That you will stop this shit.

From where you came to the tusk, That you can count on me?

What shot you to that fucking chip?

Because I love you.

To hell ...

Good job, Sonny.

I think that from now on, I will say to you: "son."

Because "Sonny" takes too much fucking time.

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