:25:01
No, no. We'll take a bus.
:25:05
Frankie! Where were you?
:25:07
- We were looking all over for you.
- Where's the tickets?
:25:10
- Where's the tickets?
- The tickets?
:25:14
The tickets?
Moe, the tickets. You got the tickets.
:25:18
- Come on, the tickets.
- Moe, give him the tickets.
:25:21
- Where's the tickets?
- Come on, give them to me.
:25:23
- Come on.
- Give him the tickets.
:25:25
Come on.
:25:27
Frankie, I don't know how
you made this call.
:25:29
- I'd have never made that call.
- Exciting race, huh, Frankie?
:25:32
Not really. Let's go!
:25:34
- We're dead.
- Frank, we're gonna stay to play the ponies.
:25:37
- We're feeling lucky. Know what I mean?
- We'll grab a cab home.
:25:40
Don't you wanna see Mr. Castelo's face
when he sees these tickets? Let's go.
:26:35
I truly believe that there would be
another way out of this...
:26:38
...than the usual violent approach...
:26:46
- What are you gonna do with those dogs?
- What do you think, dickmeat?
:26:49
It's Dickstein, Frankie. Please.
:26:58
Sit. Sit.