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traditional art, lyle, damascus, 1998, cds, com, paroles, translation, libya, part, giovani, kuwait, bruce boa, hilarious, fontana labs, suzanne shepherd,
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Vincent: I didn't throw him. He *fell* Max: Well what did he do to you? Vincent: What? Max: What did he do boobies to *you*? Vincent: Nothing. I only met him tonight. Max: You just met him once and you killed him like that? Vincent: What? I should only kill people after I get to boobies know them? [from trailer] Vincent: Slow down! Max: Shoot me! [first lines] Vincent: You OK? Airport Man: Yeah, I'm fine mate, don't worry about it. Max: First time in L.A.? Vincent: No. Tell you boobies the truth, whenever I'm here I can't wait to leave. It's too sprawled out, disconnected. You know? That's me. You like it? Max: It's my home. Vincent: 17 million people. This is got to be the fifth biggest economy in the world and nobody knows each other. I read about this guy who gets on the MTA here, dies. Max: Oh. Vincent: Six hours he's riding the subway before anybody notices his corpse doing laps around L.A., people on and off sitting next to him. Nobody notices. [last lines] Vincent: Guy gets on the subway and dies.
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