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| To think dat five years ago to dis day that I was clinging to a raft...floating to freedom. Now look at me. The assistant to the assistant manager of a Multiplex! Chinga Castro!" | |
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| "Uhm, Felix...I hate you bother you but there's this kid and.." | |
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| "Kid? What fucking kid? You tink dat all I gots to do all day is deal witha kid? Tell him to buy a ticket and shut the fuck up." | |
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| "Sir, my manager asssssures me that the mild distortion of the film "Ran" that you detect is due to the print being over 30 years old." | |
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