:32:03
The lieu's sister-in-law...
she sounds great.
:32:11
I swear on the eyes
of my children.
:32:18
We should've tailed him.
:32:23
We fucked up.
:32:26
He fucked up.
:32:30
Don't leave the restaurant.
:32:31
Don't lay a hand on them.
:32:34
Don't have
intercourse with them.
:32:36
It's over.
I'm not doing it.
:32:37
You converse, you get prints,
and you split.
:32:41
You wear a wire.
:32:43
We'll have
a sound van outside.
:32:45
Two-man backup
at another table.
:32:47
Keep the restaurant receipts.
:32:49
I don't want
to read about this.
:32:51
What's with the backup
and wire?
:32:54
What's she going to do...
confess, shoot me?
:32:57
We're in a restaurant.
:32:58
To make me happy.
:33:00
Now, who's writing the ad?
:33:02
Who's the poet?
:33:05
Roses are red,
:33:06
violets are blue,
:33:07
I got one yea-long,
:33:09
and it's all for you.
:33:11
I got one yea-long!
:33:13
Check it out.
:33:16
I got one, I got one,
I got one!
:33:19
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
:33:21
Check this one out.
:33:22
Windswept hallways
in my heart...
:33:26
echo the blackness
of eternity.
:33:29
Get out!
:33:30
Edgar Allan Poe, this guy.
:33:32
I'll be sitting across
from Morticia Addams.
:33:35
Thing.
:33:36
Gomez!
:33:38
No, she's a shooter, right?
:33:40
So, how about
something like, um...
:33:43
Uh... many a girl
has shot me down.
:33:46
I've been shot before...
:33:48
Shot me down...
:33:49
Hot to trot,
give Frank a shot.
:33:53
I live alone...
:33:55
within myself,
:33:57
like a hut
within the woods.