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Oh, God.
Uncle Hector....
It's Lalo.
You know me, don't you?
One means "yes"?
Nothing means "no."
Who's got the biggest set of balls north, south, east or west of Michoacan?
Yes, indeed!
I knew you were still in there.
Uncle Hector.
You know what I was thinking about this morning?
The smell of burning leather and horsehair stuffing.
Do you remember?
Hotel Tulipan.
You were so polite to that guy.
And he turns his back on you?
Makes that big deal to show he's not scared.
He was a professor before he opened that place, remember?
He'd always bring that up. The big college professor.
You took your time with him.
And his wife listening from the side.
That asshole was so proud of his beautiful Spanish...
...his books, his antiques.
But when it burned...
...it all smelled like shit.
I never told you this, but...
...I went back inside.
I went through the flames, the smoke.
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