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Brave lad
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I could've put a bullet straight down your ear just now
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if I haven't gotten my revolver all wet and useless
:00:13
you got the drop on my, love
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I'm as helpless as a baby
:00:25
Better come clean with you, sweetheart
:00:28
It was an old trade lie I was giving you about my revolver being wet
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You see, I'm not too fond of shooting
:00:36
It's my preference to blow things off
:00:39
I should blast the roof off a pulp
:00:41
I've seen all the parts flying off people
:00:45
Little bang-bang's never going to match the size of that
:00:49
And here's me with all these fine grenades, such a sweet beauty of a remote
:00:55
But it's my knife I'll be doing you with
:00:58
You killed my mates
:01:01
Someone should've told you
:01:03
Never give an Irishman a good cause for revenge
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Deadly little Miho
:01:11
You won't feel a thing unless she wants you to
:01:14
She twists the blade
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He feels it
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I tell Miho what we're going to do and how we're going to do it
:01:25
I grab poor Dallas's car phone and make the most important call of my life
:01:29
First we got to rescue Gail
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Then comes the kill
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The big fat kill
:01:48
You just going to stand there and watch this?
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You kidding me man?
:01:54
Like watching old Manute do his thing all night long, and not get tired of it. I mean, the man's an artist
:01:59
Only an artist should be allowed to touch such a beautiful subject