[the cops have Mickey and Mallory pinned down]
Mallory:
You know what I say? I say... to hell with going back to our cells. Let's go out there, and run down the stairs, and go out in a hail of bullets. And then we'll die! And then we'll really be free.
Mickey:
That's poetry. But we'll do that when all else fails.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:59