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I want you to pick up that gun.
I want you to hold it really tight,
and I want you to shoot
me right here in my heart.
This is a f***ing joke, right?
Am I on TV or something?
I've seen this sh*t on TV.
There's little spy cameras everywhere.
I know this.
I know, I know, Slim.
He put you up to this, didn't he?
It's not a joke. It's not a joke.
There can't be any accidents.
There's a suicide note with my signature.
So when they find me,
you don't have to worry
about the authorities, okay?
Why did you do that?
Do what?
Your goddamn prayer.
Are you religious?
Get out of my car.
Do you not want to burn in hell?
Is that what it is?
Get out.
You f***ing coward.
So you search the streets for people like me
because we seem desperate?
- I said get out.
- You f***ing coward.
Get out of my car!
- So who cares, right?
- Get out!
- You go!
- Lay off of it!
Everyone's got problems!
- Deal with it!
- Go!
Mtate, pinche puto.
I'm sorry.
You're all right.
Everything's gonna be all right.
the arms of such a goddess.
Welcome to my world,
to the excruciatingly
erotic world of Wild Velvet.
We bring you all the ladies that Victoria...
Has been keeping a big, big secret.
And now the Wild Velvet is proud to present
the luscious, the lascivious,
the one, the only Scarlet.
- Love you, Scarlet!
- Whoo!
Emotionless this city lies
Cruel it is, it clouds my eyes
The dark, the dark
shades on my day
I live inside this place
Locked up inside my metal cage
Always tense and filled with rage
Above the concrete fields below
With you I want to go, want to go
Music is my sanctuary
Music is my blanket
I see only what I want to see
I'll be only what I want to be
Yeah
Yeah
Check it
Now, as a youth, man, I was body poppin'
breakin' on the lino
Traded in my lino for a pad and a biro
Used to stand in line
so as I can sign my giro
But now my ends are meeting
in the best way that I know
And the beats that go boom
escape the doom and gloom
All the beats and melodies
that keep realities at bay
But what happen when the record's done
and start to fade away, fade away
I try to veil away my pain
The dirty grey
surrounding me 'round
And now I hear no sounds
Doctor, what is it?
Jack, you have gastric cancer.
How much time do I have?
It depends on your will to live.
Yo, excuse me.
Calm down, man.
This is my last stop.
And your nose is bleeding.
Okay, well,
after carefully reviewing your
application, Mr. Doolittle,
that we have denied your
request for a loan at this time.
But I filled everything
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