Mr. Mascaro:
[strangling security guard]
Two kinds of people I know about, little man - The kind that piss their pants when you kill them, and the kind that don't. Now, which kind do you think you are?
[guard dies, Mascaro looks down at the body]
Mr. Mascaro:
Pisser.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:41