Blood and Wine
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:30:04
- What?
- Bush said that, not Reagan.

:30:07
Bullshit. It was Reagan.
Bush was "Read my lips."

:30:14
- What did you just do?
- I like to take a photo of the goods.

:30:18
Avoids any disagreement on the sale.
:30:21
- You got me in the picture.
- Did I?

:30:26
Give me the photograph.
:30:28
We'll tear it up
when we have the money.

:30:33
There's no such thing
as honor among thieves. It's a myth.

:30:40
- What's this?
- I thought it over.

:30:42
I can't move that. I'm on parole.
I'm known. You're not.

:30:45
So you'll fly to New York, catch a cab,
take a walk, find an address.

:30:50
Pas de problème,
as they say in Bordeaux.

:30:53
In other words,
you're too chickenshit to do it yourself.

:30:56
Maybe I am.
:30:59
You're right. I am.
:31:09
I don't fly economy.
:31:10
I don't fly economy.
:31:24
[Bridge Bell Ringing]
:31:31
[Cell Phone Beeping]
:31:38
- [Chattering In Spanish]
- [Cats Meowing]

:31:40
- [Phone Ringing]
- Telephone.

:31:48
- Hello.
- Hey, I got the note. Fuck the Reeses.

:31:52
I'll pick you up in an hour.
We're booked on a 10:15 flight to New York.

:31:56
Papi, tell me you love me.

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