Burning Life Page #3
- Year:
- 1994
- 105 min
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We hoId up banks, not peopIe!
-It's aII the f***ing same!
-No, it's not!
-Why not?
-You don't understand a thing.
I'm sorry. It was
supposed to be a joke.
You're kidding. That was a joke?
What do you do on HaIIoween?
Throw moIotov cocktaiIs?
Or what?
Here, this is for you. I'm sorry.
It was a bet and. . .
Anna? Come on.
- Hey! HeIIo!
- Drive off!
Just a moment.
I shouId've recognized you !
Lisa and Anna.
- So?
-Can I get your autograph?
-Sure! Give it to me.
-You're pretty popuIar down here.
-Come on, sign for the man.
- Thank you.
- Drive, wouId you?!
GoodIuck!
See the guy with the bus?
We're famous!
By the way, it's ''eyebrow,''
not ''eyebrown.''
''Leftie,'' not ''Iefthandy.''
And not church, but. . . no. . .
Everything ok?
Did they say anything?
No.
Number 6, 22 and 34.
Yes.
I see.
Then I'II have the ''Jumbo size.''
Yes? Ok. Oh man !
Yes. Ok. Room 301 . Thank you.
-My hair's a mess.
-If you ask me. . .
I'm asking no-one.
I'm going to take a shower.
F*** you !
Look at this!
And they say crime doesn't pay!
if I was expecting a handbaII team.
Pay attention:
I Iove money, I Iike to f***and I Iike to eat.
Do you have a probIem with that?
Why do we never agree?
Do I reproach you for smoking?
What's the matter?
Why don't you ever say
what you reaIIy feeI for me?
Ok, I'm not too bright.
But you. . .
you. . .
You don't even teII me
your profession.
I wanted to teach
history and Russian.
A teacher that robs banks?
for the IittIe ones.
It's in the past.
Listen. This's my favorite song !
Dancing is the best!
AImost as good as sex!
Come on, I'II show you.
Come on ! You can do it.
Watch me. On one!
Right Ieg forward.
Herbert, how much Ionger
are you going to wait?
-That's you. Is that him?
-Give me that!
I was just asking.
Quiet!
Shut your face! Stupid bastard.
Are you crazy? Lisa, pIease!
-Are you asking us in?
-What? At this hour?
-How nice are you aIone, honey?
-You. . .
He's doesn't want to. First he
invites us then he chickens out.
That's not nice.
-Listen, you. . .
-You Iisten, Fatty!
Nobody teIIs me what to do,you hear?
- Everything alright, Herbert?
- Yes. . .
- Did you hear me?
- You're drunk.
And if you forget it
and we forget it, then it
didn't reaIIy happen,
and we can aII go back to bed.
-AIright?
-AIright.
Fine! We won't bother you anymore.
Come on, Lisa.
Good night.
Have you gone mad?
-The bastard got on my nerves.
-And if he recognized us?
I don't know.
He's just got to caII the cops.
Maybe he's on it right now.
-He didn't Iook the type.
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