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Hi. Hi, I'm Ani.

No?

You waiting for someone else?

Alright, are you sure?

Okay.

Hello.

Hi, how are you?

- Hello. - Hi, I'm Ani.

- Pleased to meet you. Yeah. - Very nice to meet you.

- How you doin'? - I'm doing well.

- Yeah? - Thank you. Quite lovely.

You can sit right there, okay?

Okay.

Do you still like your family? Do they know you do this?

They do? They're okay with it?

- Yeah. - I'd be okay.

Does your family know you're here?

- I hope not. - Yeah?

- Hi, I'm Ani. - Nice to meet you, Ani.

- Nice to meet you. - I'm Ricky?

- Ricky? Hi, nice to meet you. - Yeah.

I'll just sit right next to you, right here.

- Oh, yeah. - Very cozy, right?

- Pretty serious. - Yeah.

A lot of work, but you know.

A hard worker.

So, you know, chill out and come here, you know?

Yeah, we could go chill out in a private room.

Alright, lucky number six.

That's my number.

Thank you. Oh.

Yeah.

- Ani? - Yeah?

When Robert was here the other night,

did he ask you for a dance?

- Yeah. - And you danced with him?

Yeah.

Okay.

- Okay? - Okay.

It was really weird. Super weird.

- He kept, like, rub... - Like serial killer weird?

Yeah, like, he was like Indian Jeffrey Dahmer,

and he kept, like, rubbing my leg...

- Oh, no! - In a circle like that.

What is that? Is that a butterfly?

- Yeah, it's a butterfly. - You're so classy.

I know.

I got dollar signs like a real hoe.

No, but you're manifesting with those.

He said I looked like his 18-year-old daughter.

And then he bought five dances from me.

That's fuckin' disgusting.

Well, at least he bought the dances.

Yeah.

You can touch me, it's okay.

Yeah?

I'll build you a belt.

Yeah, make me a belt.

A money belt?

You don't have cash, let's go to the ATM.

You wanna go to the ATM right now?

- Well, I can't spend too much. - Yeah, okay.

- Let's go to the ATM. - Okay.

Let's go get you some cash.

Seriously, he came out of the bathroom one time

and he didn't zip up his fucking pants.

It's like, you can't zip up

your fucking pants after you take a piss.

I don't trust you with the music.

Dude, he's forty.

- He's literally geriatric. - No, I know, it's like...

Ani! I got a kid who wants someone who speaks Russian.

You know, Jimmy, the girls and I have been talkin',

and if your cousindoesn't start showin' us some respect,

we're not gonna tip out anymore.

Alright, I'll talk to him.

Who are you talking about, the DJ?

- Alright, seriously? - He's an asshole.

I shared my playlist with him,

and he was very rude and dismissive.

You're killing me. Let's go, come on.

No. No, I'm eating my food.

That's why you have Tupperware.

It keeps things fresh.

- She's eating! - He's a spender.

Come on, let's go.

Time is money, baby. Get a roll on it.

Without pants, without nothing.

- And then some fucking... - Hey, guys.

- Hey guys, hey guys... - One second bruh.

- And then we keep going... - Guys...

Hello, this is the beautiful Ani.

She's gonna take care of everything you need tonight.

Ani, make me proud.

Yeah. Hi. Yeah.

You are beautiful.

I'm, uh, Ivan...

But you can call me Vanya.

- Vanya, okay. Nice to meet you. - Yeah.

And this is my best friend...

Uh, fucking best friend.

- Hi, I'm Ani. - What's up?

Yo not bad.

Uh, and uh...

I heard you speak Russian, right?

Mm, no, I don't speak Russian, but I know Russian.

What do you mean?

I can speak Russian.

I just prefer not to.

But you can go ahead and speak Russian.

I'll understand.

Uh, I not understand. What the fuck?

Uh, okay.

Yeah.

Hello, Ivan.

My name is Ani.

This is how I speak Russian.

Do you still want me to speak Russian?

Fuck yeah!

No, it's, my Russian is terrible.

I can't even roll my Rs.

No, no, you are... You are not bad, really.

You are not bad in Russian. Your Russian is great, great.

Really? Okay, well, I disagree, but thank you.

Yeah. And, uh, how do you know Russian?

My grandmother never learned English.

- So... - Ah. Uh-huh.

- Yeah. - But enough about me.

You two are from Russia.

Yeah, I'm from Russia.

Uh, bu... But he lives here, yeah.

Oh, so you're on vacation, or...?

Mm, yeah, vacation.

I guess you can say that, yeah.

But I'm speaking, uh, more...

May I switch to Russian?

- Oh, yeah. Whatever you want. - Yeah.

Yeah, because my English sounds terrible. At all, yeah.

No, no, no. Your English is really good.

And that's why I think we should toast

to our fucking bad accents

with a bottle.

Yeah, you wanna go to VIP, maybe?

Yeah, excellent! I want!

- Oh. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... - Excuse me.

You work in a cool place.

Yeah, it's a cool place,

and the room I'm bringing you to is really nice.

Right in there.

You're very good, really.

And one more here.

Thank you.

Where are you going?

No, I'm not goin' anywhere.

Can you sit on your hands for me?

- What? - Sit on your hands.

Hands under your legs.

- Like... - Mm-hmm.

This is not allowed.

But I like you.

Woo-hoo!

God bless America.

Here's to having a hard dick and lots of money.

Um...

I want to ask. Do you work outside the club?

Give me your phone.

Yo.

Yo. Yo!

Did you pick up milk?

- Do you see milk in the fridge? - No.

Then I didn't pick up the fucking milk.

Wonderful. Thank you.

Hi, um, I'm here for Mr. Zakharov.

- Ivan? - Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Hi, hello, what's up?

- Uh... - Hi.

- Come in, come in, please. - Okay.

So, welcome to my humble abode. Uh...

Hugs.

Oh, hugs.

Uh, can I help you?

Oh, thank you.

Oof. You... you look beautiful.

- Awesome. - Oh, thank you.

Want something to drink?

Uh, yeah, I'll... I'll take a water.

- Water? Are you sure? - Mm.

You can take everything you want.

Vodka, tequila, whiskey, whiskey, cola, Coca-Cola maybe?

No, water is good.

- Yeah, thank you. - Uh...

Suit yourself, Ani.

Uh, sparkling or flat water?

Um, either is good.

Okay.

Where's the fucking water?

Not too shabby.

What is shabby?

Oh, I'm-I'm just playing.

I meant your home is-is beautiful.

My home is okay, girl.

Um, sparkling.

Thank you.

Bedrooms, upstairs.

Let's go.

Okay.

Oh, sorry. I'm waiting for you.

I'll hurry up.

They didn't make my bed yet.

Fuck. Is it so difficult?

Sorry.

Whoa.

Nice view.

My view is better.

Okay. So, what are you lookin' for?

Um, sex.

Yeah, I know.

I mean, like anything special?

Yeah, special sex.

- Special sex? - Mm-hmm.

Okay.

So, like a little bit of everything?

A little bit of...

Yes! Sounds fucking amazing!

You wanna take your clothes off?

Yeah. Uh...

Wow, okay.

- You wanna put this on? - Hm?

Or do you want me to put it on for you?

- Faster. - Mm-hmm.

Faster, faster.

- Faster, faster, faster. - Mm-hmm.

- Faster. Stop. Stop. Stop. - Okay, you want me to stop?

Stop! Stop! Stop! I said stop!

Ah. Want you?

- Oh, uh, sure. - S... s... sure.

But be careful with that shit, yeah?

Okay. Ah.

And this for you. Tip.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

It's very generous of you.

And I want to say one more thing.

- Yes? - It was really amazing.

Hey, I love...

Yeah, I love these guys. You know them?

No.

Oh, you must know them.

So, um, how old are you?

Twenty one. And you?

Older than you.

How old are you? 25?

No, I'm... I'm 23.

You act like you are 25.

Okay.

- You're funny. - Yeah, I know.

So, funny? Why?

I don't know.

You just, you're like, you're funny.

Funny, cool, right?

Yeah, of course. Really funny, cool.

And if you don't mind me asking, like,

what do you do to get all of this?

Oh, what do you think I do?

Well, what do you think I think you do?

Oh, fucking English.

Mm. Okay, I can say,

but it's, it's really big secret.

Okay.

I'm really big drug dealer.

Oh, really?

Why do you trust me?

No. But I'm really big gun dealer.

Okay, come on.

Oh, my gosh.

Wait, so, like, you made some app or something?

- Is that... - Yeah, yeah. I-I made...

I do have some cool ideas for apps...

No, no, I... No.

Okay.

My father...

- Yeah?

Long story short...

my dad is Nikolai Zakharov.

Sorry, I don't know who that is.

Google him.

- Google? - Yep.

Um...

Wait, what's his name again?

Nikolai Zakharov.

I... I can spell it for you.

N-I-K-O-L-I...

Alright, I got it.

- Yeah? - Thank you.

Yeah, you see?

Children.

Yeah, Vanya Zakharov.

It's me.

Oh, shit.

"Oh, shit!"

- No, no way. Bruh. - Yes, fuckin' way.

And I'm seeing him again tonight,

so, uh, I guess he have fun or somethin'.

Yeah, we all know how fun you are, babe.

You wanna mind your fucking business?

You're makin' it our fuckin'business.

Calm down, Diamond.

- Chatty bitch. - Gross.

Ginger cunt.

Yeah.

This is genius.

Come on, come on, come on.

Oh, it was crazy.

Little bonus because you're the best.

Okay.

Let's go.

By the way,

I'm having a party.

New Year's party.

And you have to come.

It's going to be banging.

I might have to work that night.

Oh, no, you might not work that night.

Fuck.

Can I bring someone?

No. If it's a boy, no.

I don't want a sausage party.

Fuck.

No, she's not.

Okay. See you here.

Why don't you shoot?

You know... you paid for an hour and there's still,

like, 45 minutes left if you wanna go again.

No fuckin' way!

"Yes fuckin' way. I fuckin" told you.

- Girl. Girl! I... I know.

And it's fuckin' insane inside.

- There's an elevator. - Oh, my God.

- Fuckin' elevator. - Wait, Are my tits off?

- No, your tits look amazing. - Okay.

- They look perfect. - Wait, are my tits off?

No.

- Bro! - Bro!

I know, I told you. Didn't I tell you?

It's crazy and upstairs is even more beautiful.

Yo, yo, yo! What's up?

- Hi. Yeah. Oh... - Yeah, oh.

Oh, um, Lulu, this is Ivan.

Uh, this is Lulu.

Very nice to meet you.

Uh, I'm so excited that you are here.

And let's go drink. Yes? Yeah, go, go, go, go, go...

- Get some drinks. - Oh, yeah!

Are you ready?

And, Ani, your mouth here.

From the titty.

That's the escort that's fucking Ivan.

- No way! - I'm telling you!

- She's pretty good, yeah? - Totally!

Hey, get down. This is not jungle gym.

Seventeen, sixteen, fifteen...

Yeah!

Eleven, ten, nine, eight,

seven, six, five, four,

three, two, one!

Ani, Ani, Ani! Let's go, go, go, go!

Yeah, yeah. Fireworks after!

Yeah!

Tell me if you see those Armenians.

I don't see anyone.

By the way, you can't find blow like this in Moscow.

Your, uh, looks great.

- Yeah. - Thank you.

- You were right. - Huh?

You were right. This is bangin'.

- Ah, yeah? Having fun? - Yeah.

Yes. And you?

Yeah, yeah, me too, exactly that.

I wanted to ask...

Are you available tonight?

Uh... maybe.

The fuck? Maybe?

Well, it's New Year's.

And what?

I have holiday rates.

Yeah?

Ivan, we're leaving. You good?

Dude. What the fuck. I'm busy!

These fucking guys don't know their place.

- All good? - Oh, great.

Yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Good morning.

No, no, dude, not good morning.

It is 5 o'clock, p.m.

Well then, good evening.

Wait, are you leaving?

Yeah, don't go. Don't go yet.

No, dude, I... I have to go to work. I have shit to do, okay?

But text me if you wanna see me again, yeah?

What? No.

I have one question.

- You have a question? - Yeah.

Okay, one minute.

One minute, one question.

- Mm... - Yeah?

I want to make an offer.

Would you want to be exclusive with me?

Like, how exclusive?

I don't know. We can hang out with my boys.

Simply be my girlfriend for the week.

My horny girlfriend for the week.

Oh, what about...

Ten K of dollars?

Fifteen. Cash up front.

Deal.

Deal.

You know, I would have done it for ten.

Well, if I were you, I wouldn't do it for less than thirty.

Goodbye.

Yeah baby.

- Who's the birthday boy? - This guy right here.

Happy birthday.

Y'all come in, y'all come back.

- Y'all come see us soon. - Bye.

Come with me.

- Go ahead. Tell him. - Okay, thank you.

Tell him, because I don't want to.

- I am gonna fucking tell him. - What's goin' on?

You don't even want to fucking know, Jimmy.

She wants a week off.

I thought you wanted me to tell him.

You see the shit that I had to deal with?

I just made the schedule, now she wants to pull this bullshit.

Oh, the schedule.

- We just gave you New Year's. - Oh, Jesus Christ.

Jimmy, once you give me health insurance, workers comp,

and a fucking 401K, then you can tell me

when I work and not work.

Well, none of that's gonna happen, so...

- Shocker. - Bye.

I'll be back on Tuesday.

- Today is Tuesday. - Correct.

- That's a week. - No shit.

Thank you.

- You like that? - No.

You know, Ani, it's a champagne glass

of my mother, of my fucking mother.

And it will be your champagne glass.

And what we are cheering for?

- For about my new girlfriend. - Hell yeah.

Yeah, to Ani. For you.

To the most amazing chick.

- Yeah. - Okay, come on.

- One more, one more. - Okay.

Instantly, instantly.

Fuck.

Klara, maybe you want a hit?

Sorry, Ivan. Not today.

It was really funny when, uh, Klara smoked last time.

My mother caught her in the cryo-chamber.

What?

Nothing, just keep working.

- You... you have a cryo-chamber? - Yeah.

Oh, shit!

Yeah, but I'm not allowed to drive them

because my parents are dicks.

- What's up? - I'm good.

- What's up, man? - What's going on?

- Welcome. - You guys can just like...

eat whatever the fuck you want.

We got ice cream, there's, like, whatever

the fuck these are. There's Ring Pop.

It's, like, literally, I just fuck around in here.

The boss is old as fuck, and he's, like, blind to death.

He can't even fuckin' hear us right now, Helen Keller-ass

bitch. Like, just fucking go crazy.

- Okay. - Yep, yep, yep.

Want?

Bitch, don't die on the job.

You okay?

How many times have you guys been told

not to go smoking dope in here?

But we're addicted to the reefer, Billy.

We're gonna take our break. Ten minutes, man.

Stop, stop, stop, stop. Stop!

- What the fuck? - Shit.

What are you doing? Don't do that.

- No, come back. - No!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

- It's fucking cold. - What the fuck?

- What are you doin'? - Come back!

Can you say hi to my Instagram?

Ani.

Are you happy?

Yes, very happy.

Are you happy?

Yeah, I'm always happy.

It's really good lines, but ladies first. Ladies first.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Uh, tha...

Guys,

the best ketamine I ever tried

was in Vegas.

Vegas. It's a great idea.

We are going to fucking Vegas!

Yeah!

Welcome to Vegas!

- We're in Vegas, bitch! - Ah...

Welcome back, Mr. Zakharov.

Your suite is almost ready.

We didn't know you were coming, and the suite

was occupied, but they're out,

and housekeeping should be done any minute.

What the fuck, man?! Are you fuckin' kidding me?!

You mean I have to wait?

You mean we have to wait right now, bro, yes?

Yeah. Tell him. Tell him, Ivan.

- Yeah, go off, Vanya. - Come on, go off on him.

I am fucking with you, dude.

We will stay here.

- It's nice to come back. - Very good.

Let's apeshit on this fucking casino!

Have a great time.

Do you want to play this fucking game...

What're you fucking waiting for?

Yeah!

Can somebody turn on the music?

- Can... Tom! Tom! - Turn on the music!

I got it, I got it.

Try this, try this, try this.

Vanya, I want this one!

- This one's mine! - No, no, no. No. No, no, no.

Go away from my room.

You claim this room, I claim your sister.

I claim your mom.

If you are ready now, yeah, we can...

- You ready now? - Okay, yes, I'm ready now.

Whoa!

Oh, my God.

Let's play blackjack. For sure.

"We are going in, all in." Yeah. Say it.

We're going all in.

Motherfucker!

Twenty two...

- Whatever, whatever, guys... - How much money is that?

But do it with a double dose

because we're gonna go even harder tonight.

Okay?

Thank you.

Tom, give me a cigarette.

One cigarette.

- You know? Fuck you. - Fuck you too.

Oh! Oh-ho-ho!

They fuckin' do this everyday.

I am really happy that we are here.

And, uh, I don't know, fuck, you are the best, guys.

- Yeah, Vany. - You are the fucking best.

Vanya, Vanya, Vanya.

- Vanya, wait, wait, wait. - What happened?

You know, it could last longer and be better

if you just take it easy.

Like how?

Here, let me do it.

Ah, I think I love you.

Fuck.

I hope you had fun this week.

I hope you had fun this week.

Oh, I did.

You know, we should do it again sometime.

Yeah. For sure.

Mm, but...

I have to go back to Russia

because I promised my father that I would start

working in his fucking company.

Okay, so that's why you've been splashing out, hmm?

Uh, no, I'm always partying like this.

- I love it. - Mm...

Well, I'm gonna miss you.

- What? - What?

Does that, like, sound weird?

No, no.

And will you miss me or my money, "blyat?"

Oh, your money, "blyat?"

- Of course. - Yeah, I like it.

But, mm, if I get married to an American,

I wouldn't have to go back to Russia.

Oh, yeah?

Okay.

So who would you marry?

I don't know.

- Maybe Crystal. - Mm.

Or your friend Lulu. She's so hot.

You?

"You."

It's Vegas.

It's fucking Vegas. Don't people get married in Vegas?

Mm, don't fuck around.

I'm not fucking around.

Okay.

Okay. Go.

Go get married.

Yes. Yes, let's get married.

- Fuck. You asshole. - Why?

Don't. Like, don't fucking tease me with that shit, okay?

- Stop. - It ain't cool.

Stop, stop, stop.

- Ani. - Yeah?

Will you marry me?

Seriously?

Seriously.

So you wanna get married to me, Vanya?

You want me to be your little wifey?

Yeah?

Yes.

I just think that we had a great

time together, and, uh...

Shit, I'm nervous. I'll say it in Russian.

I think we would have a great time

even if we didn't have money.

And I will become American,

and my parents will suck my dick.

Are you serious?

I am serious.

And I said it twicely.

Three karats.

What, about four?

Or five?

Or six?

Do you promise to love, honor and cherish

her all the days of your life?

I do.

And do you, Anora, take this handsome gentleman

standing before you to be your best friend,

your protector, your husband?

Do you promise to love, honor and cherish him

all the days of your life?

- Say yes. - Oh, fuck, yeah, I do.

It is now my great honor to now pronounce

you as husband and wife.

You may seal your promises with a kiss.

It's my wife!

- It's my wife, man. - We got married!

It's my wife. We can do it.

It's my wife, man.

Yeah, we got married five minutes ago, man.

You're an American, Vanya!

- I'm fucking American! - You're a fucking American!

I am American, bitch!

So this is for real?

Yeah, it's for real. What do you mean?

'Cause if it is, I gotta stop

lettin' the high rollers in.

They're stealin' my best girls.

Come here.

- You're so lucky. - Oh, my God, I know.

- Thank you. - Yay!

You hit the lotto, bitch.

Oh, my God, are you gonna cry?

Please stop, you don't...

You'll come over for dinner, right?

You know, I've been thinking about our honeymoon.

And I think we should do it at Disney World

because that's been like my dream

since I've been a little girl.

Yeah.

You know those suites where

it's like the Disney princess theme?

Cinderella.

Yes, fucking Cinderella.

You know me so fucking well, babe.

Bye, Ani. You better visit us, bitch.

Oh, of course I will, Jenny. Bye, babe.

- Caught your whale? - Seems I did. Didn't I?

I give it two weeks, bitch.

Oh, Diamond.

Oh, sweetie.

You know, I really hope you find

your happiness one day. I really hope...

And I hope you find a fucking plastic surgeon.

- What the fuck?! - Okay, Ani, Ani, come on.

Play in my fucking face again, bitch. See what happens.

- You're a fucking bitch. - Oh, stay jealous, babe.

Stay jealous, honey.

Jealousy is a disease.

Remember that, Diamond.

I'm just gonna go chill in my mansion or whatever.

You don't know how it feels.

Hey!

This is impossible! These are just rumors.

I was with him two weeks ago.

He isn't married.

With all due respect, Galina Stepanovna.

These are just rumors.

No, but I'm heading there now.

Garnick. Garnick.

Take this. Grab the Russian and get over here.

What did he do now?

Yep.

Come on.

Just answer it or shut it off.

- Vanya... - Mm?

What did, uh, what did they say when you told them?

I don't want to really talk about them.

Well, you did tell them, right?

Mm. Sure.

This is good news, right?

Parents usually want their kids to get married.

Yeah,

but my parents are dicks, you know.

Uh, whatever.

No matter what,

I hope they like me...

You know...

when we meet.

By the way,

when will we meet your parents?

Well, if you want to go to Miami...

My mom lives there with her man.

And you can meet my sister anytime.

Although I'm sure she'll try to steal you.

She loves Russian guys.

What? Are you making fun of me?

I'm trying here, asshole.

Yeah...

No, your Russian is wonderful! Really.

Every single day you're doing better and better.

You're almost like a native speaker.

Okay.

- You're lying. - No, no, no, not now.

Ani, not now.

I'm playing. I have a mission.

Give me the controller.

I lost!

- Okay. - Okay.

"Arguments and Facts" ran a photo of him with some chick

at a NBA game.

And they are saying she's a prostitute.

It's not funny, man.

Don't you dare laugh.

If it's true, Toros and I are fucked.

Well, Toros would be fucked more than me, but still.

Sounds like a tabloid bullshit.

Probably.

But listen, if things go crazy,

don't get rough with Ivan.

Actually, don't even touch Ivan, let me deal with him.

I got you. But what do you need me for then?

In case his boys are there

and they want to play games.

Hey? Is Ivan at the house?

I don't know.

He hasn't left since I've been here,

but I just started my shift.

Do you know if he got married?

Married?

I have no idea. I just got here.

Okay. Open the gate.

Drive in and park on the right side.

Right here.

- Expecting guests? - No way.

Yo, what do you want?

Ivan, it's Garnik.

I know. What do you want?

Ivan, open the door, please.

I'm busy. No.

We have to talk.

Why do I always have to repeat myself with you?

I'm busy, I have guests.

Ivan, it's important. We have to talk.

No, we're done. Get the fuck out of here.

- Who was that? - They're my father's monkeys.

Son of a bitch.

What the fuck!

Are you fucking kidding me?

What the fuck are you doing?

You think you can enter my house like this?

Vanya, what the fuck?

- Slow down, you'll break my leg. - I don't give a fuck.

Vanya, should I call 911?

Ivan, your father sent us.

Right, my father sent you. Are you kidding me?

Well, not us. Your father sent Toros and Toros sent us.

So, where's Toros?

He's busy.

But he will be very upset with you if this is true.

If what is true?

That you got married to some prostitute.

What?

Is that her?

- Are you married to her? - Yes!

Did you lose your fucking mind?

Yes, we married and we're doing fucking great!

- With a signature and paperwork? - Yes.

Now get the fuck out of my house.

You're in big trouble, brother!

You'll be in trouble if you don't move your fucking leg.

Vanya, what the fuck is going on?

We'll wait, I need to see the marriage license.

Fuck. Are you serious?

Bro, the faster we do it, the faster we're out of here.

My parents are fucking crazy!

Okay.

If my parents need proof, I'll give them proof.

Where is the marriage paper?

- Marriage licenses, yeah. - Marriage license?

It's um, it's in the desk in your office, why?

- Should I go with you? - Uh, no, no, no. Stay here.

Wait here.

Hi.

Here. Choke on it, dude.

I'm Igor.

You?

Ani.

I'm Vanya's wife.

Congratulations.

What are you doing?

I've been asked to take a photo of the license... if it exists.

That's insane.

My parents asked for that.

Toros.

Are you fucking kidding me?

No.

What the fuck is going on here?

I have no idea.

It's over, go, go, go, go...

Wait.

- Is everything okay? - Yeah, it's okay. We're good.

Yeah? What the fuck is going on?

Yeah, just time to say goodbye to guys.

Me and my wife need some privacy.

You look tired, Garnik, go home.

We need to wait to see what Toros says.

I'm waiting for you and your fucking Armenian ass

to be out of my house.

S... sorry.

I'm so sorry. Excuse me.

I'm waiting for you to be on your fucking way.

Bye, bro!

Ivan...

It's Toros.

Standby.

Stand by.

He texted "standby." So we standby.

So standby outside my mansion, motherfuckers.

- Yeah. - What's the problem?

So apparently, it is true.

Yes. I've seen the marriage license.

Galina Stepanovna, please don't worry.

Ivan, with all due respect...

your father sent us.

Fucking Toros sent you!

Toros works for me! I pay him!

And you bring some fucking gopnik into my home.

I promise, I will fix everything.

Galina Stepanovna.

Yes, Galina Stepanovna.

I'm having your ass fired! You're dead for this!

Bitch!

Okay, look, look. You work for Ivan's family.

So I'm assuming that means you work for him, right?

So if he's telling you to take it outside.

- Fucking take it outside. - Fucking take it outside!

Listen to my wife. Real talk!

- Are you kidding me? - Everybody so sorry.

I have to go. I have emergency. Sorry about that.

- He says we have to stay here. - Move, move...

Move. Thank you.

Wait.

It's Toros.

Hello, Toros?

Put me on a fucking speaker

so this hooker can hear me too.

He just called me a hooker?

You're already on speaker.

She's a fucking erotic dancer! Hi, Toros.

What did you do, Ivan? What did you do?

I don't check in on you for two weeks

an you go and marry a prostitute!

- Fucking hell! - I'm not a fucking prostitute. You fucking piece of shit.

A fucking Armenian piece of shit.

You Armenian piece of shit!

Do you understand

how shameful this is?

Toros.

Your mother was crying, do you hear me?

- Toros. - Your mother.

She never cry in here life.

- She was crying on the phone. - Toros!

- Shame on you. - Fuck you!

Ivan...

Fucking faggot.

And guess what?

Guess what, you little shit!

And what? Surprise me!

You really did it this time.

What?

Your parents are on their way!

Your parents are on their way.

- Can you hear me? - To where?

Here. Where else? Here!

Coming to pick you up like a naughty school boy,

you hear me?

We're meeting them tomorrow at noon.

Vanya, what the fuck is going on?

They're taking you back to Russia, so start packing.

Ivan, what the fuck? What does that mean?

Do you understand!

Game over for you. That's it.

Vanya, we are married.

They're gonna have to accept that.

- Yeah, I know. - Yes.

Accept that?

That's funny. Sure, yeah.

Ivan, listen to me carefully.

I'll be there in ten minutes.

You and your whore are coming with me.

Whore?

Your mother is a fucking shlyukha!

Who the fuck is this guy?

Ten minutes, you here me?

In ten minutes both of you are coming with me

down to the City Hall. We're gonna annul this marriage.

You hear me. This marriage is gonna be annulled.

Oh, I am not going fucking anywhere.

We are not getting a divorce, because youtell us to.

- Go fuck yourself! - You go fuck yourself.

Me go fuck myself? Me fuck myself?

You go fuck yourself and your fucking mother, motherfucker.

Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up!

You don't even know who the fuck I am.

Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop. Toros, Toros.

You said my parents are on their way to America?

Yes. Are you deaf?!

They're leaving Russia in an hour.

Tomorrow, noon we're gonna go meet them. You here me?

- What the fuck is going on? - Come on.

- Come on? Where are we going? - Come on. Come on. Come on.

Why do we have to leave the house?

They can't just fucking come in here like that.

Excuse me. Get the fuck away from me, please.

Toros will be here in ten minutes.

Where are we going, Ivan?

I don't know where are we going. But we are going.

Where is he going?

We have to leave, then why are they staying?

That doesn't make any sense.

Ivan, where are you going?

We should call the fucking police or something.

In ten minutes, Toros will be here...

Vanya.

- Did you say he's leaving. - Ivan? We...

- Let's go. Let's go. Let's go. - Okay.

I need to get dressed though.

No, no. Let's do this, let's wait for Toros.

My fucking clothes are upstairs.

- Fuck! - Granick. Get him. Granick.

Toros will be here in ten minutes.

- Where the fuck... Stop. - Vanya wait.

- Give me one fucking minute. - Stop. Where are you going?

- No. We have no time. - I have to get dressed, Ivan.

- I have no fucking pants on. - Oh, God.

Okay, bye.

What the fuck? Are you fucking kidding me?

Keep her here.

- Ivan! - Oh, my fucking God.

- Ivan, what the fuck! - Okay.

Whoa. Uh...

Get the fuck out of my way!

Ivan!

Get the fuck out of my fucking way, motherfucker.

- But... - Do not fucking touch me.

No, no, no, no.

Stop!

Ivan! Ivan!

- Don't fucking touch me. - Relax. Relax. It's okay.

- You fucking relax. - What is happening?

Somebody talk to me, please!

Don't you touch me, motherfucker.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

- Relax. Whoa. - Motherfucker.

Everything alright?

What?

Fucking impressive.

- Okay. No. No. - Stay the fuck back!

No, no, no, no. Put it. It's, it's bad way. Just see...

I fucking dare you, take another fucking step motherfucker!

I don't... I don't touch you.

No, no, no, no, no, no! Don't leave.

It's okay. Just put it down!

- Please. Stop! - Aah!

- Stop, please! - Aah!

- Aargh! - No, no. Stop.

No, stop.

Granick, what are you doing?

- Are you killing her? - Stop it.

Fuck!

Ivan throwing another one of his tantrums, huh?

Hold on, it's okay.

Aah!

If you don't stop...

I will tie you up!

You're not tying me, you motherfucker!

Get the fuck off me!

You are fucking insane.

Hey! Hey!

Help me! He's attacking me.

What the fuck are you doing to her, bruh?

Get the fuck off me. Somebody help!

What do you mean?

You wanted me to keep her here so I'm keeping her here.

Yes, but why are you tying her up?

But she got fucking crazy,

started jumping all around.

Help me!

What else could I do?

Why are you fucking standing there?

Igor, what fuck are you doing, man?

She threw the candlestick at me.

Let's tie her legs.

No, no, no. Please, please, please! Please, no.

We are not doing that, let her go!

Let me go you fucking asshole! Fucking bastard!

She will run, bro. I promise.

Where will she run?

We're two grown men here. Are you out of your mind?

Okay.

- You crazy motherfucker. - Hey.

You better stay the fuck away from me!

Stop, stop. You are not going anywhere.

Come back, please, come...

- She will run away! - Really?

Hey! Stop!

Get her!

Get the fuck off me!

Put me down, motherfucker!

Fuck!

- What the fuck, man! - She's biting, man.

Fucker!

C'mon, tie her legs.

What? How?

Oh, you motherfucker! Fuck!

What do mean how?

Fucking motherfucker. You fucking asshole.

Somehow, dude!

With fucking what?

Use anything!

That cord!

No, no. Don't. Don't, don't, don't.

I don't... I don't even know what's going on here.

I didn't even do anything. Don't tie me.

I'm not gonna run. I promise. I'm calm.

I'm not gonna do anything. I'm not gonna runaway.

What?

You do not need to tie me.

Are you fucking kidding, tie her!

No, you... you motherfucker.

- You don't need to tie me. Calm down. Listen. Listen.

I am calm.

Ivan's father want

this marriage annulled.

You're staying here and getting

this annulled. You heard my boss.

- Hey, hey. - Oh!

Fuck your boss.

I swear to fucking God!

Garnik, you stupid fucking idiot!

Oh fuck.

I just wanna know what is going on.

Someone fucking tell me what's going on?

I'm not gonna run. Let me go.

Damn, it's broken.

I think she broke my nose.

Yeah? I'm glad I broke your fucking nose!

You fucking bitch. You broke my nose.

And next I'm gonna kick you in the fucking balls.

- God, let me go! - Hold her.

Garnick, you fucking idiot, talk to me.

- Untie me, motherfucker. - Hello.

Hold on a minute, Toros. Hold on.

Oh, you fucking piece of shit!

Hold on?

Fucking psycho.

- C'mon man, hold on! -Fuck. Will you untie me? I am not fighting.

Garnik, I swear, if you fucked this up...

Garnik! Motherfucker...

I'm telling you. I'm not fighting.

I'm not gonna run. Just fucking untie me.

No.

Don't let her go!

I swear...

Oh, you are so fucked.

- You're going to prison. - Where's your ice?

I can't wait until Ivan sees what you did to me.

Rich people don't have ice?

Ivan did just leave the house.

He did not leave.

He's going to get help.

I don't think so.

Granick!

- Asshole. - Oh.

Yeah, I bet you like this, huh?

Yeah, you like this? You sick fuck!

I bet you get off on this. Fucking psycho!

Toros, where are you?

Here, you donkey fucker.

- Open the gate. - Okay, sir.

- But Ivan just... - Open the fucking gate!

I am not fighting. Let me go.

Uh, no. You are not going anywhere.

Don't let her go under any circumstances.

You are fucking dead for this!

I am Ivan's fucking wife!

Vanya?!

Oh, are you the Armenian fuck I was talking to?

What the fuck is happening?

Is this the big fucking boss?

What happened here?

- She happened. - Hey, Mister?

Can you fucking tell this guy to untie me.

- Yeah, she did this. - Hello?

- Where's Ivan? - Ivan run away.

- Why the fuck is no one an... - Run away?

- Excuse me, sir? Hello? - You didn't stop him?

I... I tried but then there was a...

ice on the floor, I tried to stop him.

- You tried? You tried? - Hello? Hello?

You don't try, you just grab the guy. What do you mean you tried?

- What do you mean? I'm not... - So he's gone?

I'm not allowed to touch that motherfucker.

- Excuse me. Hello? - Shut the fuck up!

No, you fucking let me go.

Tell this guy to fucking let me go.

What were you doing? Why did you let him leave?

You're the boss? You're the fucking boss?

What? He told me not to touch the guy

Tell him to fucking let me go.

And I was dealing with her.

- Fucking... Excuse me. - Oh...

Oh, fucking motherfuckers.

He doesn't answer.

He doesn't pick up.

Hey, fuckface.

Of course he's not going to answer.

Can you tell this motherfucker

to let me go?

Why is she on top of you, man? What... what's going on?

I don't know what's going on.

Can you please tell him to untie me.

- Why is she sitting on you? - I'm holding her!

- Put... put her down. Please. - No. Don't do that.

- Yes, fucking put me down. - No, don't do that.

Tell him to fucking put me down.

Put her down. Why are you holding her like that?

No, no, no. Be careful, bro.

- Fuck. - Be careful.

Hey, now can you tell him to fucking untie me?

Why did you... why did you tie her hands?

- Untie me. - Look.

What, you afraid of this little girl?

Can you tell him to fucking untie me.

She's an animal.

She's a fucking little girl.

So, she... she beat you both up?

She's not fighting like one.

- Can you untie her? - Can I get my phone?

You shouldn't untie her. Just leave it bro.

This is ridiculous, man. Untie her. It's embarrassing.

I can untie her but you won't get what you need

because she's out of control.

Oh... Fuck you.

She's an animal, bro.

No, these guys are fucking liars.

Okay, listen to me. Where is your phone?

Can you please give me your phone?

My phone is in the other room.

I will go get my phone if you untie me.

- I need you to untie me. - Where? Which other room?

Over there? Can... can you...

Go grab her phone, please.

No, I will get my phone.

I'll get my phone and I'll call Vanya...

I will untie you. Give me a minute.

I just need your phone to call Ivan.

I know and...

I'm telling you to get the fucking phone!

I will get my phone.

Let's just calm down for one second.

Calm down for a second. Just calm down.

I am calm. I'm not fucking moving.

And listen to me. Okay, look.

We have an emergency here. It's very important.

Okay, I need you to co-operate. I'm begging you.

You guys came in here.

They chased Ivan out of the fucking house.

They fucking tied me. They attacked me.

That motherfucker was making me sit on his fucking lap.

Your guys are fucking crazy.

I... I'm terribly sorry

it went down that way, okay?

I'm terribly sorry.

But now we have just call him, okay?

Here. Help me, please.

He's on your phone?

- Yeah, it's under "husband." - Okay. Yeah, "Husband."

Here we go.

Please leave your message...

It goes to voicemail.

That's a fucking great husband you have.

First ditches you and now doesn't answer your calls.

Real marriage my ass, man.

He's flown the coop.

Fucking little piece of shit.

I don't know what kind of...

fucked up family shit is going on here,

but Ivan and I are married. Okay? This is a real marriage.

And I'm not getting a divorce.

- This is not a real marriage. - This is a real marriage.

Okay, and we're getting it annulled

and you have no say in it.

Well, I'm his fucking wife,

so I do think I have a say in it.

Absolutely not.

Listen to what I'm telling you.

You got married illegally.

It's a fraud marriage.

And we're getting it annulled...

- ASAP! - A fraud marriage?!

No, we are two consenting adults,

who got married legally,

and there is nothing you can fucking do about it.

No! This is Ivan just fooling around with you, get over it.

- You have no fucking idea. - Oh, yeah?

When did you guys meet, huh?

- When did you meet him? - Strip club.

I am telling you. You do not know this guy!

- I do know him. - You do not know this guy.

- I am telling you. - Oh, I know my husband. I do.

No, you don't. It's classic Ivan.

I've been dealing with his shit

since he was... he was six years old.

And now his parents are gonna kill me, and my fucking family

will never talk to me again.

Little bastard.

And you left the baptism half way because of this guy.

- Tell me about it. - Oh my God.

I love my husband,

and I plan on being with him forever.

No, don't give me that bullshit.

Do not give me that bullshit.

You don't love him.

You do not love him,

and he doesn't love you.

You understand?

That's in your head.

I can't wait to have Ivan's children.

In fact, I think I'm probably already pregnant now.

I... I... I certainly hope you're lying, 'cause we're

gonna have to take care of that too. I promise you that.

- Oh, the... the fuck you will. - Yes, we will.

And I would like all of you to fucking untie me

and leave my home or I will be pressing charges.

- Your home?! - Yeah, my home.

This isn't Ivan's home.

This is his father's house.

Everything Ivan has belongs to his father.

You understand? Ivan has nothing.

You know that bedroom you'd be fucking in.

That's his parents room.

Do you know where's Ivan's room?

It's down the hall with fucking spaceships on the wall.

Do you know why? Do you know why?!

Fucking tell me why. You're already gonna tell me, so...

Because he's a fucking child, that's why.

Fucking kid.

You don't understand he's shamed his family

by marrying somebody like you.

If you think for a second this is gonna be allowed

you're dead wrong.

In fact, if... if you don't help me fix this,

I'm gonna have you arrested.

Yeah. I'm gonna have you arrested.

- Arrested? - Yeah.

- That's fucking hilarious. - Yup.

- Arrested for what? - For what?

- Yeah. - I'll tell you for what.

- Trespassing. - Trespassing.

Fraud. Cheating.

- Theft. - Theft?

- Yes, theft. - Assault.

And I... and I, actually, the picture

is very, very clear here.

A scheming prostitute married Ivan

cheated... cheated Ivan to marry her

so she can steal from his wealthy family.

- That's it. - Definitely.

And I'm sure you already have criminal records, so...

For sure happened.

Yeah, one, two, three, you're in jail.

- Easy. - Yep.

Ivan proposed to me.

He wanted to get married.

He put a fucking ring on my finger.

- Do you see this shit? - What ring?

He bought me a fucking four karat ring.

Does this look real to you, motherfucker?

Bet you never seen one of these

before, have you, huh?

Take that ring off her finger.

- No. No. This is my fucking ring Ivan gave me. - Take it off.

- Give me that fucking ring! - I am not giving you the fucking ring.

- Why? - Take that fucking ring off!

You touch me and I will fucking scream,

motherfucker. Do not come for me.

Get that fucking ring off of her.

- Be careful. - Hold them legs.

Careful, bro!

This is the hardest property.

Fuck you!

- Fuck you! - Shut up. Shut up.

Rape!

Hey, hey, don't scream.

Hey, what? What is she saying?

- Rape! - Shut up!

- Rape! - Shut the fuck up!

Is she saying "Rape?" Is she...

What... what? Shut up.

She bites!

Ouch! Rape? What rape? What?

- What the fuck are you... - Rape!

- Shut her mouth! Somebody is going to call the police! - Rape!

- How? - You got to shut her up!

- How? I need a rag or something! - Rape!

- Motherfucker! - Rape!

- Rape! - Stop screaming.

Please! Stop screaming!

Please! Stop screaming!

Rape!

You get us in front of that judge

first thing in the morning

or the family cuts ties with your firm.

Simple as that.

No, no. No trying.

Everything will be okay.

Yeah.

Time to break this bitch. Let's go.

You calm now?

You're gonna behave?

Careful.

Trust me, I know.

I know what you're thinking.

You're thinking this little shit betrayed you.

Well, guess what? He betrayed me too.

- Okay? - Me too.

Eh, you see? He betrayed all of us.

'Cause he's a spoiled brat that doesn't want to grow up.

Big time.

And now we're in this mess that

we have to... we have to fix it together.

You understand?

But I'm gonna help you.

Okay. I'm gonna help you.

The way I see it, this is a green card marriage.

Therefore, Ivan owes you a green card marriage fee.

It's only fair.

So once this thing is annulled

I'm gonna make sure you get $10,000 fee, in cash.

I'm gonna bring this down, but no screaming, okay?

If you scream this goes right back in.

You understand?

Ten K.

It's a good as you're gonna get here, honey.

What do you say?

I want to talk to Ivan before agreeing to any of this.

Sure. Of course.

We all wanna talk to Ivan. We want the same thing.

Okay, so let's fucking find Ivan.

Alright, but look at me.

Look at me.

Once we find Ivan, which we will,

and we get this thing annulled, which we will...

you're gonna walk away with Ten K fee

and never ever contact Ivan again.

Is that understood?

Fine.

Untie her.

You got their marriage license and passport?

Excuse me, I have to get dressed.

Can I have some privacy, please?

Anora Mikheeva.

Ani, it's Ani.

It says "Anora."

I know, but I go by Ani.

- Thank you. - Okay, get in.

So I'm done?

You're with us until we find him. Get in.

Wait? Why is... why is he getting back here?

I'm not sitting next to this fucking psychopath.

- Can I sit in the front? - You are the fucking psychopath.

Yes, get in the front. I don't wanna fucking sit next to you.

I'm not getting back there with you.

Un-fucking believable.

Klara, come here.

It's a bit messier than usual today.

So this is for you. No questions.

So you're saying he's gonna be there?

I have no fucking idea.

He better be. Okay, let's go!

I need to go to the hospital.

Oh, you're okay. Don't worry about it.

No, I'm not, bro. I'm feeling...

I have a concussion or something.

I'm sorry for...

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

What was happening back there.

How could I have imagined...

I don't want you two talking to me, okay?

Leave her the fuck alone, man!

My head is pounding, bro? You can't even...

Oh, my God. We're gonna get into a fucking car accident. - You suicidal or something?

Shut the fuck up. What do you know about driving? What do you know?

- You shut the fuck up. - Swing by my place and I will give him something

so he'll stop whining. - You've been bitching and moaning

this entire fucking car ride about a little fucking scratch in your face.

- Give him what? - What he needs.

You're the biggest fucking pussy I've ever met.

Just don't eat all at once.

Aah.

What the fuck?

Okay, let's go. It doesn't matter. Let's go.

Let's go.

- A little bit faster. - Hurry up.

- Hey, Crystal. - Hey, Ani.

Hey, have you seen Vanya today?

- No, why? Is everything okay? - No.

Uh, yeah, everything is fine.

Could you give him a call for me, please?

Okay, what's going on?

I just need you to call him.

Can you do me a favor and call him?

Um...

Don't ask too many questions.

Just pick up your phone and call him.

- Okay. Tom, Tom, Ani's here. - Miss?

- Hello? - What's up, Ani?

- Have you seen Vanya today. - Pick up phone and call him.

- Please. - I have not. No.

I wanna make sure who the fuck you guys are...

Okay, has he liked texted or called you at all?

- No, not at all. No. - Okay.

Could you just call him right now for me?

- Wait? Who are these dudes? - My friend, can you...

- It's... it's fine. I just... - Call Ivan please.

- Wait, what's going on? - Everything is fine.

- Why would I call fucking Ivan? - Pick up your phone and call.

I'm not gonna call him. Who are you?

Doesn't matter who I am. I just need you to call him.

It does matter. I'm not gonna give you my fucking...

Listen, Ivan is in a lot of trouble.

- We need to find him. - Hey! Hey!

One of you better get Ivan on the line now.

On... on the line? On the line?

- What the fuck is funny, man? - Crystal, I don't...

- Who the fuck are these guys? - What the fuck is funny, man?

I'm telling you to call Ivan. What's wrong with that?

Don't complicate your life, man, I'm gonna come back there and...

You're fucking lying, you motherfucker.

- That's not a good idea. - Get the fuck out of here.

- That's not a good idea. - Get the fuck out of here.

- What's up, man. - Tough guy.

What do you plan to do with that?

Break your legs if you don't get the fuck out.

I told you it's a fucking bad idea.

- Tom. Tom? - So pick up your phone.

- And call him now. - Whoa, whoa.

Fuck off.

Fucking smash everything.

- What the fuck! - Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

Fucking call Ivan now!

Okay, okay, Jesus, fuck!

- That's crazy. - Uh, fuck.

- I am so fucked. - Put it on speaker.

I am so fucked.

Where is your phone?

Hold on, man. Just don't break anything, alright?

- Call him. Put it on speaker. - This is so fucked.

There you go. There you go.

He's not gonna answer the phone.

He's not gonna answer, I know.

I knew it, he's not gonna fucking answer.

Where is his other friends?

- Is he with Aleks? - Aleks is working right now.

- He can't be with Aleks. - Where is he working?

- Tatiana's. - Fuck.

Let's go.

What the fuck is going on?

What the hell?

- Jesus fucking Christ. - Where are you going?

- The car? - It's five minute walk.

No, no, no, no. I'm not walking down there.

No, I'm not gonna look for other parking.

- Come on, let's go. - Why don't we drive?

It's right here. Walk. Chop, chop. Move.

It's fucking cold, man. Look at me.

Are you doing this on purpose? What the fuck, bro?

That took way fucking longer than five minutes.

Hey. Table for four?

Is Aleks here? Aleks?

Aleks?

He should be working here.

- The assistant cook? - Yes.

- Let's go. - No, wait.

Hold on. You guys. Cannot go there.

They know what they're doing.

- Oh, my God. Aleks. - Ani!

- Have you seen Vanya? - No. What's going on?

We're looking for Vanya, it's a family emergency.

Have you seen Ivan?

- What's going on? - Have you seen Ivan? - No.

- I can get fired. - You're good. No, you're good.

You're good. Don't worry. Don't worry about it.

- Can you call him please? - I haven't seen him. Call him?

- Really? - Yes, just call him.

- Call him. - Are you an actress?

I saw you somewhere.

- No? - I'm not an actress, no.

Oh, you look good.

Where are you from?

Give me your phone. One second. One second.

- Have you talked to him today? - No, I haven't seen him.

- He's probably at home. - No, he's not at home.

And Tom and Crystal haven't seen him either.

Can I have my phone back please? Thank you.

- I need Ivan's photo. - Okay.

You gotta have your husband's photo on your phone.

No, I am not giving you my phone.

I need your phone for one second.

- I just need this for... - You know what?

If you touch me again, I will fucking scream.

Use Instagram.

I don't have Instagram.

I'm an adult, man. What are you talking about?

You're going to cost me my job here.

Yes.

I have it. Here.

Well, okay.

We're looking for... we're looking for Vanya.

We don't know where he is.

But it's like this ná#♪á#á#♪á # is fucking insane.

Okay. Thank you. Where...

Where are you going?

Do you think that he would be with Dasha?

Not unless he's in Bahamas with her and her new fuckboy.

Cut the music. Cut the music.

Excuse me, I'm terribly sorry.

But I need one minute of your attention.

We are looking for a missing child, a sick child.

I'm going to show you his photo.

Any information would be greatly appreciated.

We're the ones fucking paying and he wants attention?

My apologies, but the kid is very sick.

Please let us know if you've seen him.

You didn't see him?

Give me a cigarette.

Are you fucking kidding me, I'm freezing,

and this guy wants cigarettes.

Toros, seriously...

You'll get cold if you don't cover your neck.

Why did you bring that?

Why the fuck did you bring that?

Why? So you can fucking gag me again?

Motherfucker.

Fuck it. Give me the scarf.

No, no, no!

Swear to God!

Hey! Hey! This is my car. No, no, no, no, no.

- No, no, no. Please. - It's only attached.

It's only attached. I gotta take it. I gotta take it.

- Don't take my car. - Don't do that.

This is life and death situation.

Hey, jerk-ball, you were parked

in the middle of the fucking street, okay.

I was just parking, there was no sign.

- I'll give you money, how much? - Listen to me.

Hundred, two hundred, three hundred, tell me?

Down in the yard, go to the people, okay?

You're gonna take the money.

- Fuck you then. - What do you mean "Fuck me?"

- Fuck. - Don't you need to drive?

I don't give a shit. Get the fuck out of my way.

You, get off the fucking car!

You fucking asked for this.

I've been on the job for two fucking weeks, bro.

What the fuck are you...!

Are you fucking kidding? You kidding me?

Oh, my fucking God.

It's all because of you. It's all because of you.

- Fuck you. - Get in the car. Come on!

I've got your license plate and you get in

that car, you're all fucked!

No, no, no, no, no. What the fuck are you doing?

Fuck you, Russians!

- God! - Jesus!

- You are crazy. - You guys are fucking crazy.

We're gonna find this fucker even if

it takes the whole fucking night.

I swear on my mother's life...

What the fuck did you just do?

Come on. Give me something. Like something.

- Where would you... - I don't know. I don't know.

Think! Think! Where?

Gaming. He likes video games.

Maybe, he'll be in an arcade or something. I don't know.

Hurry up. Stay awake, man.

Guys, anybody see this guy today?

Have you seen Vanya Zakharov?

Guys, see this kid today?

Oh, Billiard hall!

There... there's the billiard hall, remember?

Five years ago, we...

You... you were teaching him how to play billiard?

We played here. Right here around the corner.

- You remember? - Five years ago?

I remember.

Come, come, one second, my friend.

Look at this picture. Have you seen this guy?

- Ivan. Ivan. - Is that Vanya?

- Yeah. - Have you seen him today?

- No. Not today. - No.

He does the greatest parties though.

Yeah, he's really cool.

I hate this bitch so much,

I want to vomit when I see her face.

Please leave your message...

Guys, have you seen this guy?

He's missing. He's been missing.

You sure?

Let me ask them.

- Wait, stop. - Give me a second.

Guys have you seen this... this guy today?

- No. - No.

He's probably not lost, perhaps he is kidnapped.

Yeah sure, kidnapped... Of course.

Think, think, think, think.

And can you keep calling him please?

What the fuck?

Oh, my God. He's...

- You got to be kidding me. - Jesus fucking Christ.

Do you understand that my wife

has to drive this car tomorrow?!

Do you?!

How am I gonna get rid of this smell, huh?

It's better you go back to Yerevan.

Fucking get rid of you.

Do you want to blow us up?

- I'm careful. - Fuck off!

Get the fuck out of here!

You care about Ivan more than me.

Start cleaning!

Who's more important? Ivan or your dying brother?

Yeah, I'm not getting back in there.

Fuck Ivan. Fuck that little bitch. - Mm-mm.

Still fucking stinks in here.

Fuck, I know. Shit!

Which clubs did you go with him?

- I don't know. We went to a l... - Huh?

I don't know. We went to a lot of 'em.

Take me to every single one.

Hey, have you seen this guy today?

Yeah, we cut him off, he was wasted.

- When? - Like 20 minutes ago.

He just left.

Have you guys seen this guy today?

No?

Did you ask about Ivan Zakharov?

- He left me a $800 bill. - Where is he now?

How should I know? But somebody has to pay me.

- Okay, bye. - No, wait, but you know him!

I told him my apologies. You can tell him one more time.

I'm gonna definitely make them up to you.

Or up... up to them. Or up to you.

Yeah, but what can I do?

What... what do you want me to do?

He's fine.

Tell his mom that everything is fine, he's sitting next to me.

Is that a real mink?

I'm telling you... I can't talk anymore. I have to go.

No.

Please, I'm begging you. Please stop.

It looks like a real mink.

Of course, I do. Why you...

- Yeah, it's fucking real, but it's not mink. - I am ashamed as well.

It's fucking Russian sable, okay? Which is worth a lotmore than mink.

- I'm the godfather of that child.

Of course I'm ashamed.

No, don't... don't talk about the baby. That...

Guys, have you seen this guy today?

End of the line.

I have a question. Have you seen this kid?

Yeah, he was here 30 minutes ago. He was too drunk to enter.

- Do you know where he went? - Who the fuck knows?

What a shitty godfather you are.

Instead of protecting the child, you just left him.

Are you fucking with me?

Maybe he's on a bender.

If you're so competent, why did you let him leave?

How do you say bender?

Bender. It's a bender. Yeah.

Tor, what does that have to do with competence?

Fuck this shit. I didn't sign up for this.

I just want to go home to Armenia. This sucks.

We're so fucked.

So fucked!

You know, he fucked me much harder than he fucked you.

- Oh, yeah? - 100 percent.

Trust me.

If we haven't found him by now,

we're not finding him.

Did I ask you? Did I ask you?

I'm just saying man.

Keep your thing into yourself.

I'm not going to talk at all from now on.

Ani's fucking billionaire husband

just strolled in and he's looking for action.

And I'm gonna give him some.

Vanya?

Vanya.

I know it's so sad that marriage

must really be in the toilet already.

Vanya's here?

'Scuse!

Have you seen this guy today?

- How about you, sir? - Igor.

Igor, thank you for the pills.

I want what he had. I want one of those.

Did you fucking hear me? I said, "I want one of those."

No.

No?

What the fuck? Why?

'Cause I don't deal drugs.

A fucking gopnik

who can afford to live in Brightwater

and doesn't deal drugs? Yeah, right.

It's my grandmother's apartment

and her drugs.

I don't have any more, and I'm not a gopnik.

Yeah, you're right.

You're a faggot ass bitch, is what you are.

Hey, guys, have you seen this guy today?

- No. - No, no.

What does faggot-ass bitch mean?

Fucking faggot.

Yep, what he said.

Go away!

Why are you being so rude? I'm just asking a question.

I don't give a shit.

And why am I faggot ass bitch?

I don't know.

They say you're just born that way.

You know what, I'm so sick of your generation, man.

I mean, look at you.

No respect for elders,

no respect for authorities, no goals.

I mean, the only goal you have

is just to buy a pair of cool sneakers.

That's all. I mean, honestly, come on,

what the fuck is wrong with you, huh?

Why don't you just hear me out?

No work ethics.

Lazy, stupid. I don't understand.

I've been working since I'm 16 years old.

What is wrong with you?

All you do is TikTok, Instagram.

TikTok, Instagram. That's it!

He's at HQ!

- What? - Fucking headquarters!

Hello.

- What's the address? - West 38th Street.

I fucking love that place.

Yeah, it's in fucking Manhattan.

That's a little bit... Hurry up!

Wait, I need cash, Toros!

That's 45 minutes away, hurry up!

You're Vanya, right?

Yeah, that's me.

Anora.

- Anora! - It's not Anora, it's Ani.

Tell your friend to hold him there at any cost.

Even if they have to physically hold him.

Like, grab him, really.

Ah! Whoa!

More?

More, more because you have best skin ever...

- I love you. - How do you say...

- I love you. - In Russian.

Don't have a heart attack,

but Vanya's upstairs in a private with Diamond.

Ani, who the hell are these guys?

Vanya!

Where is... He's in one of these rooms?

Yeah.

Shit, I'm sorry.

- Sorry, sorry, Daisy. - Hey, Ani.

Huh! Oh, shit.

Carla, have you seen Diamond?

I think she's in the pool room. Hey, what's going...

- What's pole room? - Fucking pole room.

- Vanya. - Oh, what the fuck.

Oh, get the fuck off my fucking husband.

- You fucking mad? - Yeah, I am...

about to be fucking mad, bitch!

Let's go!

Oh, you want to fucking go, bitch?

Yeah, come get some, bitch.

We're running around all night

- and this fucking guy is here getting his rocks off. - It's nice to see you guys.

We were looking for you all night, you fuck! All night!

I've been texting you, I've been fucking calling you!

Why haven't you answered any of my fucking calls?

You little son of a bitch.

Why'd you fucking leave me, Vanya?

I tried to run after you.

These guys, they fucking tied my wrists up.

- They took my ring. - For what, bro?

They fucking assaulted me, Vanya!

They fucking assaulted me, Vanya.

- Okay, get up. - No, I fucking found him.

So I get to fucking talk to him, okay?

- That was the deal. - Vanya, our hour's not over.

Oh, get her the fuck out of here!

Ooh, get the fuck out of my private, bitch!

Vanya, look at me!

- I am looking at you. - I'm coming back, bitch.

Fuck you, Diamond.

This is very important. Vanya, look at me.

Just listen to me, baby.

Listen, these guys, they want us to get a divorce, okay?

It's not divorce, I told you a hundred times.

It's annulment! Annulment!

Vanya, tell them...

that we're not gonna get a divorce, okay?

Tell them that this is a mistake.

Are my parents here yet?

- Baby, this is very important. - Listen to me.

Your parents are coming at 12 o'clock.

I helped you find him, so let me fucking talk to him.

We still need to go to the courthouse!

Vanya, just look at me, okay? Fucking ignore them.

Doesn't fucking matter about her.

Doesn't matter about anything, okay?

Just, I need you to tell them.

Vanya, this is not funny.

I know, it's not...

Vanya, look at me, baby.

- Let's stay married, okay? - Yeah, you know these guys?

Yeah, I love them. I love them.

Jesus, Vanya!

We have to talk about this, okay?

This is very, very important, alright?

I don't want to talk about it right now.

Just look... What he...

No, no, no, Vanya, we can't drink right now.

You need to tell them... Guys, he's fucking drunk.

We can't talk right now.

No, we're not fucking done talking.

No, no, talk to him.

Here we go!

Vanya!

Vanya!

Vanya, we have to keep talking about this!

Vanya! Do not fucking touch me.

Vanya, we're not done. We have to keep talking.

They're trying to bring us to get a divorce.

We can't... Do not fucking...

Get the fuck out of my fucking face.

Jimmy, Ani's here with three guys causing a scene.

Russian Ani?

I fucking called it!

- Get the fuck out of my face! - Didn't I?!

Two weeks! On the fucking nose.

Wrong one, bitch.

Guys, there's a fucking fight!

- No way! - Oh, shit!

Oh, my God! I love a fight.

I don't recommend that.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Garnik, do something!

Hey, break it up. Break it up, break it up.

Take it outside. Take that shit outside.

- Man, get the fuck out of here. - No, Doug, get them the fuck out of here.

Get in!

Get back. Get the fuck out of here.

You told me Ani's one of our girls.

Go!

Fucking found you! We found you!

I can't believe you went running like a fucking baby.

But it's okay, your parents are coming.

You're gone. You're gone, finally.

Fucking gone.

Vanya, do you know what's happening right now?

Do you fucking know what's going on right now, Vanya?

Hey, get off me, man.

He's fucking wasted. He... he...

I need to talk to him when he's fucking sober.

I can't talk to him like this.

- Talking is done. - Talking is not done.

Of course he's gonna do anything you say.

- He's fucking plastered. - Talking is done.

Now, we're gonna get this thing done in three hours.

Yes, it was.

Slow down, I'm gonna get sick.

We're gonna get this thing done.

You're gonna get your fucking money

and you're gonna walk away.

That's it. That was the deal.

Fuck.

What? You know, you must...

You must really hate me, man.

I mean, seriously.

You know, after all I've done for you,

you know, everything,

I mean, I bailed you out how many times?

Huh? How many times?

And you do this to me.

You know, it makes me upset.

You know, it's... You know how...

How embarrassing that is for me.

Are you even listening to what I'm saying?

He's passed out a bit.

Now, we wait.

Okay, he's here.

Hey, wake up. Wake up.

He's here. Let's go.

Vanya?

Wake up, brother... come out, please.

I don't want to stay in the car.

Vanya. Vanya, look at me.

Do not get a ticket and do not get towed.

You need to talk before you go in there, okay? Vanya?

- Keep your phone on. - Vanya, Vanya, don't say anything

when you go in there, okay?

Vanya!

Vanya, I'm gonna handle this, okay?

- I got it. - Handle what?

Don't talk to me.

None of your fucking business!

Let's go.

- Hello, everyone. - How are you, sir?

- Toros. - Stop it, stop it, stop it.

Whoa, whoa, is he alright there?

Does he fucking look alright to you?

- He's okay. - He is not fucking alright.

- He can barely stand. - How are you?

Fine, thanks.

Uh, the judge is being very kind and he bumped us up.

- Good. - Hello, Ivan.

Ivan, it's Michael Sharnov, your father's attorney.

Remember me?

You don't remember Uncle Michael?

- He's a little bit tired. - I see.

Tired?

And this is the...

The lucky lady.

Okay. And who's this?

Him, we're gonna need.

Just holding.

Okay, I don't know what that means and I don't want to know.

Let's go, get your ID's ready.

I talked to him

and it's clear he wants this done.

But does he know that his son is intoxicated?

He's not intoxicated, he just woke up.

Toros, please. Come on, man.

I'm not gonna risk my license because you can't...

You wanna keep working for Zakharov family or not?

Mr. Sharnov.

Consider yourself very fortunate.

We have a light calendar today, so... what's your urgent matter?

Your Honor, we are here to file a complaint

and request for an immediate annulment

of a union that took place under duress.

Ivan Zakharov and Anora Mikheeva...

Duress my fucking ass.

Whoa!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Your Honor,

but this is bullshit, it's...

- Your Honor, I... - These men are trying to...

Stop, you can't talk.

Okay, I'm sorry, they're trying to...

- Do not fucking touch... - Who's this man in the camel...

Security, please take this man away from me.

Mr. Sharnov, is he with you?

Get the... get him away from me.

Officer, take him. Take him back to the seat.

Thank you, officer. I appreciate it.

Have a seat. Have a seat.

And thank you, Your Honor. I really appreciate it.

You're welcome. You're welcome.

- Keep that tone. - Okay.

- You're welcome. - Your Honor, clearly,

my husband is intoxicated right now.

- He is in... - Your Honor, objection.

She shouldn't be talking, sir.

He is clearly intoxicated, Your Honor.

I apologize. Please.

What I've been trying to explain

to you, we got married legally.

Objection, Your Honor.

They're not legally married, and she shouldn't be talking.

- I shouldn't be talking? - Camel man, sit down.

- My apologies. - I... I apologize.

My client doesn't know what she's saying.

- I'm sorry. - I... I am intoxicated.

We got legally married at a legitimate marriage place

in Las Vegas, Nevada. It is real.

We have a marriage certificate. We're not gonna be signing...

They got married in Nevada?

So, what?

We can't get it annulled here.

What?

We can file for one

but if you want this now, you have to go there.

Are you fucking kidding me?

My stomach hurts.

No, no, no, no, no. No, no, no.

No, no, no.

Officer, get him off the table before he throws up.

Get him off the table. Get him out.

- Fuck! - Everyone out of the court.

Clear the court, officer.

Officer, clear the court, please.

Why did you go to Vegas?

Why not here in New York?

Drag him around anymore.

Why not here in New York? Can you explain to me?

We got fucking married in Vegas

because that's where he proposed to me.

So, now we're gonna go see your parents.

You're gonna explain to them

that you went to Vegas without my permission, you understand?

Because it wasn't my fault. You too.

You're gonna have to tell them that you,

you took him to Vegas without my permission.

- This is not my fault. - No, we are...

Get in the car. Get in the car.

I'm not getting in the fucking car,

because we're fucking done here and I want

my fucking ring now, motherfucker.

You got a ticket?

Vanya, you don't have to get...

Vanya, get out of the car, okay?

You do not have to listen to these people, okay?

You had one job and you get a ticket?

You don't have to listen to them because you are an adult.

- Vanya, you are an adult, okay? - I must have dozed off.

You dozed off! But I told you not to fall asleep!

Yeah but are we done?

You are an adult.

You are an adult.

I just need to talk with my parents.

Okay.

Okay, alright.

We'll talk to your parents, okay?

We're gonna talk to your parents

and they're gonna understand because they love you.

Get in.

What happened?

They got married in Vegas, that's what happened.

They love you and they're gonna understand, okay?

- Vanya, okay? Right? - What are we going to do now?

They're gonna understand, right?

Get in the car.

This is a never-ending nightmare...

Right, Vanya?

- Right? - Get in the car.

I want him clean and presentable in ten minutes.

And you behave.

Once,

this idiot and his friends decided to swim in Kool-Aid.

- Vanya? - Do you know what is it? It's a juice.

They were stoned

and poured four pounds

of Kool-Aid in the pool.

They destroyed the whole system.

Eighty-seven thousand dollars in damages.

Hello, Galina Stepanovna.

Where is he?

Okay.

Showtime.

Nikolai Zakharov, how was your flight?

Face down, ass up.

I have some bad news.

Go on.

- You're not going to be happy. - I'm already not happy.

What?

Vanya? Vanya...

What's wrong with you? Look at me.

Are you drunk?

Damn...

Garnik, he's drunk.

Yes, Galina Stepanovna,

he's not sober, but it's not our fault.

Mom, I got it, I'm already embarrassed.

- So, you're embarrassed? - Yes.

So, you're embarrassed?

You made our family a national disgrace.

Galina Zakharova,

I'm Anora.

It's so wonderful to finally meet you.

It's such an honor to be Ivan's wife

and a part of your beautiful family.

Ivan is not your husband,

and you are not part of this family.

And your Russian is embarrassing.

Is this from the new collection?

- Yes, new collection. - Uh, ma'am.

- Ma'am? - Yes?

Vanya and I, we are in love

and we would like you to accept that.

Vanya is not in love with you, understand?

And we will not accept it, okay?

Galina.

Toros has something to tell you.

Fuck.

You are all idiots.

Vanya, we cannot get on the fucking plane right now.

Vanya, why are you listening to your fucking parents?

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Vanya, we have to talk right fucking now, okay?

Koyla, hang up the phone already!

Vanya, we have to fucking talk!

No, no, no, no, no. Go back to the plane.

I want us refueled and in the air in ten minutes.

Vanya, fucking look at me. Vanya.

Vanya, be a fucking man and talk to me!

Is it necessary to take the night butterfly with us?

Yes, both parties must be present.

What you want me to say?

Can you understand that now we must go

in the fucking plane and fly in fucking Vegas?

Get it?

You get it?

So, we're getting a divorce, you...

Of course! Are you stupid?

Ivan, hurry up!

One second.

And thank you.

For making my last trip to America so far.

Yeah, you had fun?

Yeah. Let's go.

Where is she?

I don't know, there.

Board the plane now!

No.

No, I'm not doing that.

You are getting on this plane, and you are getting divorced.

Yeah, we're gonna get a fucking divorce,

but, uh, first, I'm getting a lawyer.

Then I'm gonna sue Ivan, and you,

and I'm gonna walk away with fucking half,

because I didn't sign a prenup.

Do that, and you will lose everything.

Any money you may have,

although I doubt you have much... will be gone.

Do you have a house?

Do you have a car?

All gone.

Your life and lives of your family

and friends, everything will be destroyed.

- You want to talk about it now? - Yes.

Because I don't.

Please show some respect, I'm hungover.

If we were your age, and if we had everything we wanted...

Listen, you little shit.

Next week,

you start working.

Understand, little shit?

Why do you need me there?

Maybe it's not the right moment but I just want to say...

I'm very happy to finally

be able to spend time with your wonderful family...

Thank you so much for trusting me and Toros...

Stop it, get out of here. Are you crazy?

I want to say a couple of nice things to them.

Better you married a man.

So what if I married a man? Do you think that can't happen?

Then what kind of freedom can we talk about?

If I can't potentially marry a man?

- Galina Stepanovna, I just... - Listen!

I'm sorry, I just want to use that moment

to say thank you...

Don't interfere! We are having a family discussion.

So you think it's normal?

Everything that happened is normal?

How did you end up in Vegas?

I understand...

and forgive you what you did.

I just bought a ticket and flew to Vegas! Why can't I do that?

- Who gave you permission? - Who would forbid me?

- Great. - You talk about freedom and then ask why I went to Vegas.

I'm so grateful for your forgiveness.

Why can't I just fly to Vegas?

Because you went to study.

Not to party, drink and get hungover.

Why make a tragedy out of it?

What do you want from me? Do you want me to apologize?

Just kill me, mom!

What did I do? I just spent time with an escort.

I just spent a week with her. So what's the big deal?

Why are you making such a big deal?

This isn't our family's biggest problem.

Sit!

It's not going to be a fucking problem.

- I breast-fed you! - I'm fucking glad to be divorcing your sorry ass.

You are fucking pathetic, man.

Are you seriously?

You're a pathetic motherfucker!

Fucking pathetic.

You're a pathetic motherfucker!

- See? - Ahh!

You hurt your mother so much!

I gave you everything.

Kolya, give me your hand, please.

I'm just going to need some signatures.

If I could just get that back from....

Actually, if I could just hang on to all...

Could I just... Thank you.

- Okay, question. - Okay, yes, of course.

What this mean?

You don't need to worry about that.

- That's for the judge. - Are you sure?

Um... Very sure.

Okay, so we're just going to need some signatures here.

So, there you go.

- And this one will be for... - Come here.

Sorry, I'm gonna mispronounce your name.

So, Anora Mikheeva,

I just need your signature as well.

Thank you.

There you go.

Where the red box is.

Sign, please.

And then... Oh, sorry. Just one more.

Um...

Great.

Uh, oh. Oh, um...

Can I have my ID?

You can.

Alright, let's go. Come on.

This may be out of line

but I think it'd be appropriate if Ivan apologizes.

Don't pay attention to him. He is tired.

He also drank on an empty stomach on the plane.

He helped us all night.

Listen here...

My son won't apologize to anyone. Is that clear?

Of course.

Because your son is a fucking pussy.

What? What?

What? What?

Did you not hear what I said?

I said, "It's 'cause your son's a fucking pussy".

Let's go.

And you are a disgusting hooker.

And your son hates you so much he married one to piss you off.

- That's enough. - Yeah.

Yeah, your family is fucking trash.

Is this my scarf?

Yeah, you want?

Yeah, go get your little scarf, sweetie.

That's... that's enough. Let's go.

Oh, I'm leaving. I'm leaving.

- Okay. - You know what?

What are you laughing at?

Why don't you take your fucking coat, too?

That's enough, let's go.

Thank you so much, ma'am. You're very welcome.

- Goodbye, America. - Oh, okay.

It's for you, present.

Oh, gosh, no, I couldn't. Thank you so...

Wait, is... is this real?

Take them to McCarran Airport. Domestic.

Igor is gonna take you back.

You can stay in the house tonight,

but you gotta be out of there in the morning.

And he'll pay you when the bank opens.

Go.

And thank you.

And it is starting to stick, as well.

We'll show you a live look at the roads in a little bit,

but officials that we've talked with today

say they are ready for whatever

Mother Nature brings in the next few days.

We got thousands of sanitation

brothers and sisters coming in doing overtime tonight.

If it accumulates, we'll be clearing

snow and ice from the street.

Every highway, every bike lane in the city.

We'll be out starting a midnight shift tonight...

On Long Island, the salt trucks...

Happy birthday to me.

Was today your birthday?

No.

Yesterday was my birthday.

Yesterday was your fucking birthday?

I was thirty.

Happy fucking birthday, I guess.

Thank you.

I like Anora.

I mean, I like Anora more than any.

Okay.

Says the fuckhead named Igor.

Fucking Igor.

Stupid name.

No, it's a good name.

It means "warrior."

Warrior.

Yeah?

Igor means hunchback weirdo, you fucking piece of shit.

Can you shut the fuck up, please?

"Toosh."

- "Toosh?" - "Toosh."

Touché.

Touché, motherfucker.

You know, you really should try learning

English before attempting French.

- Okay, touché. - Yeah.

And your name is better?

No.

But what does it mean?

In America, we don't care about that kind of stuff.

We don't give meaning to names.

It's nothing.

So, it means...

"pomegranate fruit," "light."

I'm not interested in conversation, dude.

And "bright."

It's good that... you're not... part of this family.

Did I ask for your fucking opinion?

- No. - No, exactly.

I just tried to support you.

Su... support me?

Dude, you fucking assaulted me.

You fucking support? No, you...

- Oh, what? - No.

I didn't assault you.

You didn't... You don't call that assault?

- No? - No.

No, you're right. It's fucking battery.

As well as kidnapping

and a fucking a million other felonies, I'm sure.

Fuck you, dude.

But, I didn't assault you.

I was trying to calm you down, so you didn't hurt yourself.

You fucking pinned me to the ground.

You tied my fucking hands behind my back.

You... you fucking gagged me.

Have you seen the fucking bruises

on my legs and my fucking arms?

You fucking assaulted me, you psychopath.

At first.

It's because you have sensitive skin.

No, it's not.

It's because you're fucking crazy.

And it's second, because you're too crazy.

I mean, crazy too.

But I can say, you're too crazy too.

It's not funny, yeah.

Touché.

"Toosh."

But anyway, you, were not in danger

of injury or... harm, right?

You know, if Garnick wasn't there, you could've raped me.

Guaranteed.

Raped?

No doubt.

What? Why would I have raped you?

You have rape eyes.

Raped eyes?

Rape eyes.

You heard me.

You sick motherfucker would've raped me.

Okay, uh, but I didn't want to rape you.

Oh, yeah?

Why?

What?

Why?

What why?

Why wouldn't you have raped me?

Because I'm... not a rapist.

Nope.

Because you're a faggot ass bitch.

Here.

Hey.

Don't tell Toros.

This car is very you.

Do you like it?

No.

It's my grandmother's.