Jefe, you do not understand women. You cannot force open the petals of a flower. When the flower is ready, it opens itself up to you.
So when do you think Carmen will open up her flower to you?
Tonight, or I will kill her!
Most scenes together: El Guapo & Jefe (4), Dusty & Ned Nederlander (2)
Jefe, you do not understand women. You cannot force open the petals of a flower. When the flower is ready, it opens itself up to you.
So when do you think Carmen will open up her flower to you?
Tonight, or I will kill her!
What? Are gringos falling from the sky?
It'll be a cold day in hell when Harry Flugelman lets an actor tell him what to do!
We have many beautiful piñatas for your birthday celebration, each one filled with little surprises!
How many piñatas?
Many piñatas, many!
Jefe, would you say I have a plethora of piñatas?
A what?
A plethora.
Oh yes, El Guapo. You have a plethora.
Jefe, what is a plethora?
Why, El Guapo?
Well, you just told me that I had a plethora, and I would just like to know if you know what it means to have a plethora. I would not like to think that someone would tell someone else he has a plethora, and then find out that that person has no idea what it means to have a plethora.
El Guapo, I know that I, Jefe, do not have your superior intellect and education, but could it be that once again, you are angry at something else, and are looking to take it out on me?
I'll come back some day.
Why?
Not so fast, El Guapo! Or I'll fill you so full of lead that you'll be using your thing as a pencil!
What do you mean?
I don’t know.
I think he means that if you –
SHUT UP!
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You will die like dogs!
No, we will not die like dogs, we will fight like lions!
Tomorrow I will take fifty men with me, find these three gringos, open their stomachs, grab their intestines, and squeeze the shit out of them!
A car! A big, shiny silver car!
Are you the singing bush?
El Guapo only kills men. [horse neighs, Three Amigos shuffle nervously] He does not kill crying women! [Three Amigos let out a sigh of relief]
I've been shot already!
In a way, all of us has an El Guapo to face. For some, shyness might be their El Guapo. For others, a lack of education might be their El Guapo. For us, El Guapo is a big, dangerous man who wants to kill us. But as sure as my name is Lucky Day, the people of Santa Poco can conquer their own personal El Guapo, who also happens to be the actual El Guapo!
It's like living with a six-year-old.