Ansel Ames:
[after confronting Ramirez with a shotgun and Ramirez has left]
No Mex is pushing me around.
Mrs. Ansel Ames:
Oh, sure, that shotgun makes you real hard to push.
Ansel Ames:
I don't need no gun with him.
Mrs. Ansel Ames:
Then why are you still pointing it at him?
Ansel Ames:
You know, maybe I'm pointing in the wrong direction.
Mrs. Ansel Ames:
Could be. Why don't you try sticking it in your mouth?
Ansel Ames:
Oh, you miserable...
Mrs. Ansel Ames:
[laughs]
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:05