Death in the Garden Page #3
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- 1956
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all over your kisser!
Djin, I wanna talk to ya
Go ahead!
Not here!
There?
Well, what's on your mind?
How do ya feel about Castin?
Castin? He's a decent guy
That's all?
That's not so bad!
Most of the guys around
here are bastards!
Well, the decent guy wants
to marry you
That's a funny one!
So he sent you?
I wanted to know what you
think about it
What I think?
Hey, a gent's askin' for my hand!
What do ya say?
I'm serious!
Can't we laugh a little?
That's a good one!
So? ... What's your answer?
Look, Alberto, ya know who I am,
don't ya?
So this shakes me up a bit!
That guy used to come here a lot
Now he ain't been in for two months
To top it all, he's always in church!
I can't see how you two are pals!
Castin don't care about
bourgeois prejudice
He offers ya a good, honest family
My ideas go along the same lines
Castin's a decent man and
that means a lot
And he's no spring chicken!
No, it's not a good deal for me
I'm goin' for the accounts
Don't make a mistake subtracting!
Castin's 68 and has pockets
full of dollars
He wants to buy a restaurant
This climate's worn him out
You'd soon be a young widow! See?
You're sure he's loaded?
He's got more than any of us!
Tell him to come see me tonight ...
for a talk
You're a b*tch!
I wanted to see what ya really are!
You're worse'n I thought!
A nice guy tries to help ya and ...
ya only want his cash!
Ya want him to die fast!
Disgusting!
What's with you?
Don't anyone move!
Any hidden guns?
Yes! ... Here!
Hands up! Get their guns!
Now get the hell outta here!
Remember to tell Castin to
come see me tonight!
Go on! Into the street!
Whenever you wish
How is he?
Like a guy short on blood!
My son, your friend's tended your
body as best he could
I wish to console you ...
In the name of Our Lord and His Church
Great! Me with a slug in my hide!
Don't be bitter, my son.
Think of your soul!
Screw off!
I wish to help you
Don't consider me as an enemy
I'm a man who wants to ease ...
you misery
I ask only ...
that you repent
Let me lead you to God
Lemme alone!
Alvero, don't refuse the priest
Listen to him. He can help!
Then go confess to him
but lemme alone!
A guy like you knows how to
face a firing squad
But afterwards? ... The priest
can help ya for that
Your comrade's right, my son
Forget your pride. God is all-powerful
Repenting don't cost a thing!
Shut up, churchy!
Poor lad! ... I can do nothing more here
You did your best. Thank you
I'll be just outside
Would you do me a big favor?
Yes, my son, if I can
I don't know what they're
gonna do to me
But I left my old Ma in Europe when
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