Lastman

Have you ever had the feeling that other worlds exist?

And that of all those worlds, the one you're stuck in is just a miserable dead end?

But what if behind what we call "reality," there lay a secret passage?

Would you be prepared to cross to the other side to drink the nectar of truth

and burn your eyes at the sight of the very fabric of the universe?

The libraries are full of legends of these worlds.

Their dusty tomes form a labyrinth guarding the only one with any truth,

the Legend of the Valley of the Kings.

Earth. Sky. Her nourishing breath... from the cutting edge to the very dregs.

Her bosom heaves with the breath of life... Beyond the cold night she reigns.

He who wanders far, take heed. Stray not from the warm breath of the Iguana Queen.

Siri! Yoo-hoo! What're you doing? The bell rang five minutes ago!

I'm coming!

You're an asshole, Aldana

Okay, Richard. Dave says you're a solid guy.

At least you look like you can take care of yourself.

It's not that complicated. Just follow the three P's and you'll be fine.

Three P's?

Put a cork in it, keep your paws off the dancers,

and punch the shit out of any douchebag who gives them a hard time. You got it?

Yeah, I think I got it.

Good.

Hey! Maria, come here, you idiot!

I don't pay you to sulk!

You think customers wanna pay to watch your dead fish eyes?

I'm sorry. My son... He's in the hospital, and I...

Who gives a shit? I suggest you come to my office after your shift.

If you still want a job, you'll need to be convincing. Very convincing.

Understood?

Yes, Harry.

Then get back to work.

Now, what was I talking about?

Oh, uh... Punch the douchebags.

Oh, yeah. Now...

So... when do I start?

Have you lost your mind?!

I find you a cushy job and you get fired on the first night for decking the owner?!

He was an asshole.

And you're an idiot, Aldana. We don't punch those guys in the face!

You know what kind of friends he has?

They'll use a baseball bat to let you know you've been fired.

We're in a world of shit!

Relax, pops.

You mind if I crash in your back room till I'm back on my feet?

Just a couple weeks?

You've got some nerve!

Okay. If you can manage to land an uppercut here in the ring,

you can stay another month.

You'll still be recovering six months from now, pops.

How the hell do you move so fast, old man?

That's boxing, Richard. Sure, you can brawl, but in the ring, you haven't got a clue.

You're this far from being champion material.

Ah, here we go again...

That's right! You've got golden fists.

If you trained for real, you could be a champion.

Do you know what the purse is on a pro fight?

Dancing around in my undies?

No thank you. I still have some pride left.

You're a lazy piece of shit, you know that?

Here. Apologize to Senkova.

With any luck, he'll just break your kneecaps and won't burn down my club,

which, by the way, is also your pad.

Seriously? I can stay?

If you make that phone call and smooth things over, I'll think about it.

What's with old one-eye?

Stay focused. Shit's about to get real.

I wanna kill that son of a bitch!

Calm down. You'll pop your stitches.

It's not complicated. Let's ask Jean-Luc.

You wanna take care of it, Jean-Luc?

Bene.

You know where we can find this Robert Alagna?

It's Richard. Richard Aldana.

Heya, dickbags!

That's him! That's him!

Hey, calm down, ladies. I come in peace, unarmed.

You bust in, break down my door with Jean-Michel, and disrespect us.