The owner of the building only likes it in the ass

Please, Angie, open the door.

And then.

He's already three months behind on rent and he's telling me all the time.

Come tomorrow, come tomorrow, come tomorrow.

We need to fix this right now.

Next week it's billed for the third month of rent.

And he can't wait anymore, he'd have to get his stuff out of here.

I don't have any money.

What do you mean, no money?

No Angie, you have to answer for my silver, my silver.

I propose something to see.

I thought that's how it works.

All that?

For 3 months of flour.

I accept them, but.

Only if I break your ass.

Six months without buying a body.

4 and a half.

Three months.

The year.

Well, six months then.

They've never given me power.

Today's your lucky day.

The year or nothing?

Nine months, no more.

Ten.

Nine.

Half.

Okay.

4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.

What's going on?

Oh.

Yeah, yeah. Oh, oh, lovely. That's good.

Oh, yes, Juan Carlos. Yes, Juan Carlos.

Go on, don't stop. Go on, don't stop.

Does my mouth hurt?

Yeah.