Sin noticias de Dios
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1:30:12
Money's only paper, but it stirs
the same emotions as poetry.

1:30:33
A pity it always
belongs to somebody else.

1:30:36
Isn't it?
But things could be worse.

1:30:39
You know what they say...
1:30:41
...''Having money's
like being blonde.

1:30:46
It's more fun.''
1:30:47
But it isn't essential.
1:30:49
Drop the gun.
1:30:52
No, you drop yours. Or I'll
kill your friend and then you.

1:30:57
I don't give a shit.
1:30:59
Drop it or I'll kill you.
1:31:02
You won't shoot
and you know it.

1:31:12
Maybe I will, maybe I won't.
1:31:14
It's up to you.
1:31:32
-Carmen, you're bleeding!
-Let's go.

1:31:45
Hell's a strange place, Lola.
I want to tell you something...

1:31:49
...in case we don't get
out of this: the ones...

1:31:52
...who pass sentence have a
rare sense of humour, they...

1:31:56
...turn the rich into poor,
the famous into nobody's.

1:31:59
If you're a gangster like me...

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