Mango: A Tale of Desire and Betrayal

The voice is really nice. You to take us out tonight.
Well, you boys did such fine work turning over them stolen cars,
that’s all. Why not celebrate by coming out here to a strip club?
Yeah, well,
it’s all good, alright?
And now put your hands together for the mystery known as Nine Dogs.
It’s a fool!
Hey, I told you beefcakes was the wrong place.
Let’s get the hell out of here.
Give it up for Mango!
Mango! Come on, man, let’s go!
Come on!
Now, you tell your boss if he ever tries to rip me off again,
I’ll give him what I’m about to give you. You got that?
Oh, you quit it.
Me for, huh?
What? Who said I stopped?
Didn’t you? Shut up,
shut up, shut up,
shut up, shut up!
hey, hey,
hey, hey!
Slow down, slow down.
You gonna get your money. And TJ,
here’s your chef and new strip cat is.
And Jesse. 800 for the work.
Hey, man,
you all right? What’s going on, man?
Oh, what? What?
I gotta go. Whoa,
mango! Go away!
Go away, all of you! Mango wants to be alone.
Why must I be mango? Why can’t I be someone else?
Someone normal? Like, say,
John writer?
But no, I have to be mango.
Mango, no!
Go away! No more mango for you!
Mango! Mango! Mango!
Mango, what is it?
Who are you? My name is Lucas Monroe,
but they call me hardcore Ideal in stolen cars and drugs.
But now you. The only drug I’m addicted to.
If you start out by using mango,
it will only lead to more mango.
Then pretty soon, you’ll need more and more
and the more and the more the mango.
And then there will be no more mango left.
Not even the mango.
Well, if I can’t have you, I’m prepared to take you.
Can you take the color blue out of the sky?
Can you grab the mountains and put them in the pocket?
Can you sit down at the table with a knife and fork
and try to eat a rainbow?
No. Such as mango.
I see now, I.
I was stupid to think I could have you.
Yeah, I tried it.
Get out,
mango, please. No.
Get out! I hate you,
but it’s just. No,
you can’t stop having the mango.
Goodbye, mango.
Mango! Mango!
Goodbye, Lucius
Harco Monroe. Mango.
Oh, baby. Mango. My baby.
What have you done to me? Mango?
What have you done?