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When you do think about it,
about that afternoon that
you smashed into my life,
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into my car,
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everthink there's
anything to that?
:43:14
I honestly never
thought about it.
:43:18
Because of that afternoon,
I'm doomed to remember...
:43:21
a simple backwards inmate
with a paperclipping.
:43:27
When you're in jail,
a small box,
:43:30
you learn a lot about
the fella you're in a cage with.
:43:37
l grew to love that boy,
like he was my own son.
:43:42
But he was his.
:43:46
One day the boy came to me
with a paperclipping.
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""This is my destiny.
This is my birth right.""
:43:53
It was a story
about the pistol--
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how they found it
in the mines stashed away.
:43:59
When I asked why
it meant so much to him,
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the story he told
changed my life.
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Spanish]
:44:09
Tropillo's Son's Voice]
The night before
the nobleman's arrival,
:44:12
the assistant could not sleep,
:44:15
his heart in aching pain.
:44:21
Shouting In Spanish
:44:24
Theday was upon him when
the gunsmith would present...
:44:27
his gift to the nobleman
and his son.
:44:37
The nobleman's son was
a notoriously vicious soldier,
:44:41
worldly and wicked.
:44:44
For him, his father demanded
something more beautiful,
:44:49
more perfect than he'd ever
laid eye son before.
:44:53
But nothing, no words or description
could have given justice to it...
:44:59
or have prepared him
for that gun's flawless grace.