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:05:03
Buttered steak, Chicó!
:05:06
Should I eat now
or look some more?

:05:11
Jack, the bitch's
throwing a fit!

:05:14
Damn!
It must have been the food!

:05:18
God almighty!
Our food's been poisoned?

:05:22
For a bitch used to filet,
our hodgepodge is poison!

:05:27
You'd better hurry to tell
the mistress the news.

:05:34
Dona Dora!
:05:39
A terrible thing has happened
to one of your loved ones.

:05:43
To hell with Eurico!
:05:45
I mean that little
bitch of yours.

:05:51
Holy Virgin!
What happened to her?

:05:57
Help! My little bitch is sick!
Help me, Saint... Saint...

:06:04
Who's the patron
saint of dogs?

:06:07
Saint Francis, I think.
He used to speak to animals.

:06:11
Help me Saint Francis of...
:06:15
Is he from Padua or Assisi?
:06:18
That, I don't know.
You'd better ask the priest.

:06:20
That's it! Go get the priest
to bless my bitch!

:06:24
- Bless the bitch?
- Yes!

:06:27
The Bishop is coming. I doubt
the priest will bless the bitch.

:06:31
Why not?
I once had a blessed horse.

:06:35
Come on, Chicó!
I'm up to here with your stories.

:06:39
They're always strange.
And you explain by saying:

:06:44
"I don't know, but so it was."
:06:46
But I did have the horse!
Should I say I didn't?

:06:50
Because of your stories,
people say you can't be trusted.

:06:54
I can't be trusted?
Tom Marty can confirm it!

:06:58
Tom Marty's been
dead for 3 years!


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