Perdita Durango Page #2

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believe in those things, do you?

I do believe in its power.

You want to see it or are you scared?

I wish you wouldn't do that.

- Why not? It scares evil spirits away.

I don't believe in voodoo bullshit.

I doubt if those people did either.

It's not voodoo. It's Santeria.

It's not the same.

Little magical tricks.

Latin bullshit.

But it works. You saw it.

- Yeah, but for how long?

You know, people are not that stupid.

- Yeah,

do you have a better idea, smartass?

Yeah,

you know what?

We should kill someone.

- What?

Yeah, we should kill them

and then we should eat them.

F***! Like animals, mi amor?

- That's right.

It'll be ingrained

in their brains forever.

Let's do it tomorrow.

- Tomorrow is not good.

I have a date across the border.

- A date?

Son of a b*tch.

- It's not what you think.

It's business.

Being a kid in Caribe, I spent every

day in the port with my cousin Reggie.

There were huge ships, everyone going

to different places.

Panama, Mexico, Hong Kong, Lisboa.

Places that we couldn't imagine.

From the moment, I knew I would go

far into the world, beyond Caribe.

Yeah? What went wrong?

- What do you mean?

This isn't exactly Paris, sweetheart.

- F*** you!

F***! I lived in Paris for 2 years,

mademoiselle, and 4 years in Madrid.

You know Madrid? Look at this...

Mira, mira. Esto...

I got this from a bull.

I was a bullfighter.

And this is f***in' souvenir

from Beirut. The Marines!

The greatest travel agency

in this f***in' wide world.

What are you thinking in that

little head of yours?

I'm thinking,

that if we're gonna do a kidnapping,

we should get a gringo.

A guero?

- It'll be impressive.

Adolfo, did you hear that?

- Killing gueros?

F***ing hell! Living with you

will be kickass!

(Song) Who can turn the world on

with her smile?

Coming! Coming! I'm coming!

Hello, Mrs. Satisfy.

Is Estelle here?

- Of course she is.

Come on in. Come on in. Estelle?

Estelle, honey, Duane's here.

Oh, please don't make him wait.

Now, come on down!

Hello, Mr. Satisfy.

- Hi.

I'll be down in a second.

Estelle! Don't you hear me?

Come down!

What is Duane gonna think

of us? Oh, she is the worst!

Duane,

in this world, you have to be

in control.

It's the only thing that

makes us different from the animals.

Absolutely, Mr. Satisfy.

- Ah, you can call me Herb.

You know, when we were dating,

Glory Ann always called me Herb

after Herb Alpert, the musician.

You know?

The Tijuana Brass, you heard of them,

right?

Well,

not really...

- What is that?

It's a free-form mobile, representing

the 4 basic food groups...

Here they come.

- Ta-ta-ta-ta!

Here she is!

You look beautiful.

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