I see more than others do because I know where to look. Escribo sobre temas de medicina, política, historia, y el sistema electoral venezolano. No soy políticamente correcto. El blog de Derecha Alternativa venezolana más leído desde Alaska hasta la Patagonia
You can send me here, there, this, that, it doesn’t matter. There is nothing you can do to me that Castro has not already done.
I kill a communist for fun, but for a green card, I gonna carve him up real nice.
Amigo, the only thing in this world that gives orders is balls. Balls. You got that? [to Frank]
This is paradise, I’m tellin’ ya. This town like a great big pussy just waiting to get fucked.
Chichi, get the yayo!
In this country, you gotta make the money first. Then when you get the money, you get the power. Then when you get the power, then you get the women.
I always tell the truth. Even when I lie.
I never fucked anybody over in my life didn’t have it coming to them. You got that? All I have in this world is my balls and my word and I don’t break them for no one. Do you understand? That piece of shit up there, I never liked him, I never trusted him. For all I know he had me set up and had my friend Angel Fernandez killed. But that’s history. I’m here, he’s not. Do you wanna go on with me, you say it. You don’t, then you make a move.
You know what capitalism is? Getting fucked!
Who put this thing together? Me, that’s who! Who do I trust? Me!
Fuck Caspar Gomez, and fuck the fucking Diaz Brothers! I bury those cockaroaches!
You think I kill two kids and a woman? Fuck that! I don’t need that shit in my life! [Tony sees that Alberto is about to detonate the car bomb] You die, motherfucker! [shoots Alberto in the face, killing him] What you think I am? What you think, I a fuckin’ worm, like you? I told you, man! I told you, don’t fuck with me! I told you, no fuckin’ kids! No, but you wouldn’t listen! Well, you stupid fuck! Look at you now.
Is this it? Is this what it’s all about, Manny? Eating, Drinking, Fucking, Sucking, Snorting? Then what? Tell me, then what? You’re fifty. You gotta bag for a belly. You got tits, you need a bra; they got hair on ‘em. You got a liver, it’s got spots on it, and your eatin’ dis fucking shit; and looking like these rich fucking mummies in here. Is this what it’s all about? Is this what I work for? Look at that, a junkie. I gotta fucking junkie for a wife. Don’t eat nothin’, sleeps all day wit dem black chades on. Wakes up with a qualude. And who won’t fuck me, cuz she’s in a coma. I can’t even have a kid wit’er, Manny. Her womb is so polluted, I can’t even have a fucking little baby wit’er!
Let her go. Another qualude, she’s gonna love me again.
[to the guests at the Restaurant] What you lookin’ at? You all a bunch of fuckin’ assholes. You know why? You don’t have the guts to be what you wanna be? You need people like me. You need people like me so you can point your fuckin’ fingers and say, "That’s the bad guy." So… what that make you? Good? You’re not good. You just know how to hide, how to lie. Me, I don’t have that problem. Me, I always tell the truth. Even when I lie. So say good night to the bad guy! Come on. The last time you gonna see a bad guy like this again, let me tell you. Come on. Make way for the bad guy. There’s a bad guy comin’ through! Better get outta his way!
I’m Tony Montana! You fuck with me, you fuckin’ with the best!
You wanna fuck with me? Okay. You wanna play rough? Okay. Say hello to my little friend!