Rafael:
Ours is not a Sunday afternoon quickie. It's murder!
Rafael:
And... I try to be humble. But I just can't!
Rafael:
That would slowly became a game with only one rule: If I don't do whatever she says, then she'll call to the police.
Lourdes:
You ain't goin' to go anywhere.
Rafael:
You are... threatening me?
Lourdes:
Yes.
Lourdes:
Say that you love me.
Rafael:
Eh?
Lourdes:
SAY... IT... NOW!
Rafael:
I love you.
Don Antonio:
What you really have to do is kill her once and for all.
Rafael:
Don Antonio, this is not right at all. You are dead, you can't chat with me.
[when trying to pay for the movie "Perfect Crime," the code says "Ferpect Crime"]
Rafael:
It's "Perfect", with a P... and there it reads..."Ferpect", with an F.
Clerk:
Yes, but the price is right, isn't it?
Rafael:
It's "Perfect", but it reads "Ferpect." Why?
Clerk:
It must be a typo.
Rafael:
Fuck. "Ferpect Crime."复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
