:43:02
Pink, niña, pink. Pink.
No powder blue.
:43:05
Pink is prettier.
:43:06
But the lady at the store
said I look like a model.
:43:10
You're lucky your mother
was my mother's cousins.
:43:15
Don't pay attention to Roberto.
:43:17
Besides, models are filthy creatures.
:43:20
You look more like an angel.
:43:23
- What do you think, Carlos?
- Of course.
:43:25
- Roberto, what do you think?
- It's fucking beautiful.
:43:29
Talk polite in front
of my little bonbon...
:43:34
...or I'm gonna chop your balls off.
:43:39
For real, I'm straight with all your
spiritual enlightenment and that shit.
:43:42
But I need to know if a crackhead rolls
to me with a.9, you'll cook that fool.
:43:46
No question about it.
Shoot him in the leg.
:43:48
Come on with that leg shit.
:43:50
- Everybody deserves a little dignity.
- What about my dignity?
:43:53
Your crackhead will be missing
a kneecap. I'll be in a body bag.
:43:56
- So sad.
- What's so sad?
:43:58
Your untreated control issues.
:44:01
It's not your fault.
:44:03
What in the hell
is that supposed to mean?
:44:05
Your mama probably refused you
her tit when you were a baby.
:44:08
You grew up a malnourished
high-school softie.
:44:11
Got your gun, little tight T-shirt...
:44:14
...and became
a overcompensating tough guy.
:44:18
That is the last time you will ever
refer to my mother's titties.
:44:23
I don't even want them
up in your head.
:44:28
You know, I said all that, Mike,
and all you heard was "titties."
:44:32
Man, you can't keep suppressing
my spiritual growth, Mike.
:44:35
You need to suppress my mother's
titties out of your psychoanalysis.
:44:38
You just remember one thing,
my friend. I may not always be here.
:44:45
What's up, Icepick?
:44:48
Jesus is the way, my brothers.
Step inside.
:44:51
You just went number one
on Uncle Mike's shit list.
:44:53
- We got two lousy bags, man.
- My brothers.
:44:56
Haitian blond with dreads.
Where is he?
:44:58
Blondie Dread?