Solo quiero caminar (I Only Want to Walk) Page #3

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They're my comrades.

Gloria Duque sent me.

- It was nice, wasn't it?

- Yeah.

What about

the film you mentioned?

Yeah, it's here.

I'll give it to you.

"The Wild Bunch".

It's a neat title.

You know what, Coyuco?

Talk to the a**holes

at the airport.

- Again?

- Yeah, again.

I need a list of all the passengers

arriving on all flights from Spain.

When you see

an Aurora Rodrguez, tell me.

"Male Models". Tell me, dear,

what can I do for you?

I'm Aurora.

Send me one at 7:00.

The teacher put me in

for the essay competition.

- Really? What did you write?

- Nothing.

What do you mean?

You have to be prepared, Juan.

And if you're going to bullfight,

stand up straight.

Like that.

The money's on the table.

He asked if you're the one

they call Babyface.

Yes, that's what they call me.

Mr. Hoan says that

he admires your work

and that you don't seem a f*ggot

like your companions.

Tell him he doesn't seem as big

a f*ggot as they say out there.

Nor do his sons.

I brought him a gift.

Thank you, Turk.

He says thank you,

he likes it very much.

He asks if it's French.

Yes, I believe it is.

He thinks that

when French women talk

they seem to be naked.

What do you think?

He's quite right.

It's a pity they're so far away.

He wants you to tell your partners

he approves of the deal,

but he wants

to see the money first.

It's done.

The Koreans are sorted out.

We're being robbed.

Who by?

Your wife's pal.

Those Spanish b*tches have

given me nothing but problems.

Fetch her.

- I've finished.

- Let's hear it.

"A very rich man

lived in a big house.

One stormy night, they found

the man dead in the library.

He'd been poisoned.

Inspector Fernndez investigated.

The poison had been

injected into his neck.

No laboratory could say

what kind of poison it was.

His son,

disappointed with the police,

wanted to solve the mystery.

He decided to spend the night

in the library

and sit in the same chair

where his father was found dead.

The next day,

a servant found him dead.

Poisoned.

Then, the younger daughter,

Paloma,

decided to continue

with the investigation."

- What do you think?

- It's very good,

but who poisoned them?

I don't know,

but I'll think of something.

Put your hand on the table.

If you want, you can leave.

No, I'll stay.

Take it easy.

Let's move.

What is this?

What in hell is this?

Is that how you iron?

Iron them again,

they have to look like new.

They're Orientals,

they like things to be perfect.

Orientals, gentlemen.

Remember that, Orientals.

Perfectionists,

not like you bastards.

GRAND FANCY:

DRESS PARTY:

Cayuco, how do you think they look?

Well,

they look interesting.

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