Gangsta. (GANGSTA.)

Damn, girl. You're short again.

Heh. You are one useless bitch you know that?

Why don't you try bringin' in some real money for a change?

Hey! The fuck you lookin' at?

I know that sweet little ass of yours

can earn more than this!

You hear what I said?

You don't like gettin' smacked around,

you'll find some more johns, you get me?

Get me?!

Now don't you go running off on me, Alex.

All right, all right!

Too slow.

Same ol', same ol'?

Mm.

Yello.

Thanks for calling, you've reached the Handymen.

I feel so bad to keep pesterin' you Handymen.

Here, for your trouble.

Thanks.

You know,

this neighborhood's been gettin' kinda sketchy lately.

I worry about'cha, Granny.

Nonsense, I'm a tough old broad. I'll be fine.

Besides, you fellas scare most of the thugs off.

S'why I like you.

Since you're here, I got another job for ya.

Huh?

Can you boys run a package for me?

Shouldn't take you too long.

Ah, sorry, Granny, wish we could,

but we're supposed to meet with Chad after this.

All right. Well, tell Inspector Adkins I said hi.

Heh. He'll be thrilled to know you can still fog a mirror.

Eh?

Aw, yeah! Jackpot!

Sweet haul! Not bad for a minute's work.

Good lord.

Makes me think you're the real thugs.

Just promise me you won't pick on the weak.

'Course.

Ah, shit!

-- --

What now?

Bitch, I ain't payin' you to bite down on my dick.

Ugh. Screw this.

Shoulda gone to the damn brothel.

Found a respectable girl.

Hey, floozy!

How many times I gotta tell ya? This is the off-limits zone!

You shakin' your ass here hurts my shop.

Take it someplace else!

She come around often?

Oh, yeah.

Been seeing more and more unfamiliar faces

comin' and goin' lately.

They treat this place like it was their own little playground.

That so?

Damn, she is stacked.

She's in with those idiots there.

I'm telling you, I've friggin' had it.

All these kids around here now,

they don't know the first thing about the rules of this city.

Sign of the times, I guess.

All right, if there are no objections,

I say we get today's meeting started.

Ah, interesting.

Hm?

The gang causing so much trouble in town lately.

Those wouldn't happen to be your boys now, would they, Corsica?

The ruckus last week on 7th Street.

That was their doing, I believe.

Use this to clean up the mess.

And cool it with the wild accusations.

Yeah. We'll match that.

Three grand, eh? Very well.

Should be more than enough to set things right.

So, Monroe, who you gonna hire for the cleanup job?

A neutral party, of course.

Neutral?

Hmph.

No one in this godforsaken town is "neutral."

Hm.

Forget about it. I'll take care of all the arrangements.

What, wanna trade?

Yeah right.

Mm! Damn, that's good.

No one makes navarin like Granny Joel.

Got that right.

So, what 'bout Chad? S'not nice to make a cop wait.

Oh, it's fine!

This here is our delivery fee.

And I intend to savor it.

What's with the damage?

Someone gave your place a good goin' over again.

That from last week?

You noticed, didja?

This town is balls.

Bastards raise hell outside the shop and steal my guns

whenever they can.

Who are they? Got a name?

Some upstart gang that's started terrorizing

the whole damn neighborhood.

I tried bringing it up to Chad, but he doesn't seem to care.

I'm at my wit's end here!

-- -- Hm?

Oh, wait! If I can just tough it out,

the Four Fathers'll take care of 'em eventually, right? Uh!

You dicks! Don't eat it all!

She sent that for me!

Ugh! Way to just help yourselves!

They're late.

Those two are always up to somethin'. Or nothin'.

Well, Chad, I'm thinking they stood us up.

We should probably cut our losses

and head back to the station.

There's plenty of other work piling up on our desks.

And you smoke too much these days, you know that?

And you sound like my old lady.

Jeez, Cody, get off my nuts.

Do-gooders ban smokin' in the station, make me a criminal.

Just let me enjoy this.

Hey, hey, boys.

What naughty cops you are.

Skippin' work, smokin' in alleys.

Hey, don't include me in that!

Least I can keep on schedule. You're late.

Just you? Where's that mute, Nicola--?

Jesus, don't scare me like that, asshole!

Sorry, he can't resist.

So, what do you need from us now, buddy?

So a guy with one eye and that puny Asian

beat your asses, and you think the best response

is to run back here and cry to me?

Barry-- U-Uh, sir! We're sorry!

Name's Barry Abbot.

His little outfit has stepped up activity recently;

trying to expand their territory and reach.

Even started doing business in the off-limits zone.

We'd love to take this creep

and his whole crew down ourselves, but...

Too much pressure coming from above

and your hands are tied.

Sounds like a certain someone who loves making trouble

is pulling the strings again, huh?

Exactly.

Which is why I'm asking you clowns

to deal with Abbot's operation.

How many men?

Depends on when and where you hit 'em.

But I'd guess, long as you avoid their hangout, no more than ten.

Thirty-five hundred. You in?

Huh.

Well, not sure. That seems a bit lower

than our usual cleanup fee.

Hm. What do we do about the girl?

I said the whole crew.

How come? Ya know this broad?

Nah, nah.

It's just... can't the police keep her safe?

Like protective custody, or...?

Buddy, you're gettin' soft.

Don'tcha realize how many women and children like her

live in this city?

There's no end to 'em.

We can't be playin' favorites.

Gotta keep things neutral to protect ourselves.

Start giving special treatment, n' we piss off the Four Fathers.

Then it'll be our heads that roll.

Eh. Yeah I get it, but killing a woman?

That is such a downer.

If you don't want the gig, better tell me now.

It's fine, we need the cash.

You're a child.

Huh?

Oh.

He's askin' if you're cool with us keepin' a trophy.

Yeah, all right. That's fine.

Just don't take anything anyone can ID.

Don't worry.

Won't be anything that'll be missed.

Yeah. What about the bodies?