Drake:
Now, Maurice. I beg of you to make an exception in this case. After all... the color of a man's skin is sometimes nothing compared to, well, a specimen like this. A lice-infected jailbird, who walks in -where he obviously doesn't belong - and takes over as if he owns the place. Am I right... Cacopoulos? Or, whatever the hell it is you call yourself now? Am I right? Is that a man... a *real* man? Hm?
Cacopoulos:
[close to tears]
But... but you were once my friend!
Drake:
You hear that, Maurice? You tell me if it's possible. As far as I know, the only feeling you could possibly arouse is one of, eh... pity.
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 07:15

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