— We the best escorts you ever gonna get.
— A fangulo a ma, escort your mother's ass out of here.
«My beloved is white and ruddy. His skin is as the most fine gold... His cheeks are as a bed of spices...» Even though he hasn't washed since last December.
«His eyes are as the eyes of doves. His body is as bright ivory. His legs are as pillars of marble...» In pants so dirty they stand by themselves.
«He is altogether lovable...» But he'll always be a two-bit punk... so he'll never be my beloved. What a shame.
I'm already a dead man. At least give me the chance to settle the debt that I owe to you. I'll never make it before the investigating committee. They're scared to death I'll implicate the whole bunch of them. They gotta get rid of me. Today is as good a day as any. You do it, Noodles. You're the only person I can accept it from.
— It's true, I have killed people, Mr. Bailey. Sometimes to defend myself, sometimes for money. And many people used to come to us. Business partners, rivals, lovers. Some of the jobs we took and some we didn't. Yours is one we would never touch, Mr. Bailey.
— Is this your way of getting revenge?
— No. It's just the way I see things.
— Hello, Deborah. Aren't you gonna say anything?
— What is someone supposed to say after more than 30 years.
— Well, how about, «How you doing? You're looking good». Or, «I was hoping I'd never see you again».
— I never thought I would. There's a difference.
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