Pusher III

Milo:
[about Little Mohammed] King Kong of Copenhagen!

Little Mohammed:
If you wan't to survive, you have to depend on the new generation.

Milo:
New generation? And who might that be?

Little Mohammed:
Me! Who else? That's me! The King of Copenhagen!

Milo:
King Kong of Copenhagen?

Little Mohammed:
That's right. So what are you gonna do? We outnumber you.

Milo:
Well, well. Do you know anything about ecstasy?

Little Mohammed:
Yeah sure. Why?

Milo:
I'm trying out new markets. You know? New generations, new markets.

Rexho:
Don't be so stressed, Milo. It's not healthy for an old man like you to get so stressed.

Rexho:
[about Milo] He wants us to find a solution.

Luan:
If I'm gonna fix one of his problems, he has to fix one of mine.

Milo:
What's with the new shirt?

Rexho:
You don't like it? It's a Hugo Boss.

Milo:
Hugo Boss? I don't think so. "Hugo Bugo" maybe, but not Hugo Boss.

Rexho:
[about Milo] He's a stupid f***, who can't tell the difference between a vitamin and ecstasy.

Corrupt Cop:
What's up?

Milo:
Little Mohammed has something that belongs to me.

Corrupt Cop:
I'll look into it. Anything else?

Milo:
Nope. But you'll call me when you know something, right?

Corrupt Cop:
I'll call.

Milo:
I NEED DOPE!

Luan:
What's the problem here?

Rexho:
[about Milo] I think he's in trouble.

Rexho:
You work for us now.

Milo:
I work for nobody.

Rexho:
You want me to call Luan? And tell him that you said that?

Radovan:
[Milo opens the trunk of his car, with Little Mohammed inside] Who the f*** is that?

Milo:
King kong of Copenhagen!

Radovan:
Oh, so that's the King, eh?

Radovan:
Listen, do you know who I am?

Little Mohammed:
No, I don't give a f*** who you are!

Milo:
[to Radovan] He shouldn't have said that.

Radovan:
[discovering another body] What the f***? Milo, you said there was only one body. Who's that guy?

Milo:
An Albanian.

Radovan:
[laughing] Then it's okay.

Little Mohammed:
[to Milo] You robbed a candy store?

Milo:
[to Little Mohammed] You're f***ing me.

Milo:
What's up?

Corrupt Cop:
[opens the trunk of the police car, with Little Mohammed inside] That's Little Mohammed.

Milo:
I can see that. How much do you want for him?

Milo:
[at a narcotics anonymous meeting] My name is Milo. I'm a drug addict.

Little Mohammed:
You f***ing junkie!

Milo:
Shut the f*** up! Don't call me a junkie!

Milo:
Where is my ecstasy?

Milo:
WHERE IS MY MONEY? I NEED MY MONEY!

Milo:
I got a problem.

Radovan:
What kind of a problem?

Milo:
A big problem.

Milo:
[trying to pawn his watch] It's a Bulgari, worth twelve thousand dollars.

Rexho:
[to Luan, interpreting] He says it's worth twelve thousand.

Luan:
It's a nice watch, but to me, it's worth a thousand dollars.

Milo:
[to Luan] Look, it's worth twelve thousand...

Luan:
It's worth a thousand to me! Okay?

Milo:
Okay, okay. I understand. Okay. Thanks.

Milo:
Stomach infection. Stomach ache. Do you understand?

Little Mohammed:
Yes, I understand Danish. I am not like you! Do not eat Milo's food.

Milo:
What is wrong with my Danish? I speak perfect Dane.

Little Mohammed:
Let's say that.

Radovan:
Milo, look around you. Look at me. I do not do that any more. Do you understand? It's over with that. For the first time in 20 years I am a happy human being. I wanted to help you. But nobody will ever make me do anything criminal again.

Milo:
[after a long silence] Radovan, my friend. I do not have anyone else but you...

Radovan:
[after a long silence] Listen to me: I will help you this time. But then you shall never ask of my help again.