Johnny Wadd:
[walks up to the bartender]
Hey, come here. Hey, uh... where's uh... where's Linda Bartells?
Bartender:
No se.
Johnny Wadd:
No se? Where's Linda Bartells?
Bartender:
No se! No se nada!
Johnny Wadd:
No se nada man?
[grabs the bartender by the collar, breaks a beer glass, and holds the jagged edge to the bartender's neck]
Johnny Wadd:
Where's Linda Bartells?
[yelling loudly]
Johnny Wadd:
WHERE IS SHE?
[the bartender looks to his left. Johnny Wadd runs across the bar and grabs Linda, who is sitting at the other end of the counter]
Linda Bartells:
Let me go you bastard!
Johnny Wadd:
Listen, you better talk and talk fast. Where's Ringo?
Linda Bartells:
Looking for you.
Johnny Wadd:
Now, I'm going to be nice and I'm going to ask you one more time. Where's Ringo?
Linda Bartells:
Go to hell, motherfucker!
[Johnny Wadd violently slaps her across the face]
Linda Bartells:
Do it again. Next time I might get my rocks off.
Johnny Wadd:
You fucking slut!
Linda Bartells:
It's too late. He's already made the delivery.
[Johnny Wadd exits the cantina]
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:11