Quotes
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Mexican Boy Selling Lottery Tickets : Senor! Give me my money Senor! 10% I get for selling the winning ticket!
Dobbs : Get away from me, will you?
Mexican Boy Selling Lottery Tickets : Aww, please Senor. Whoever draws the lucky number gives away the present to the seller.
Dobbs : I tell you, I don't want any lottery ticket.
Mexican Boy Selling Lottery Tickets : If you don't, you have bad luck rest of your life.
Dobbs : Wait a minute, what did you first say?
Howard : He's trying to tell you, he sold you the winning ticket.
Dobbs : Hey, hey, wait a minute, this is what you mean?
Mexican Boy Selling Lottery Tickets : Si, Senor!
Dobbs : You say it's a winner?
Mexican Boy Selling Lottery Tickets : Si, A 200 Pesos prize. Tres-Siete-Dos-Uno
Dobbs : Hey, that's my number. Sure enough! Oh! just look at that fat, rich printed number. That's the kind of "Sugar Papa likes" Oh! 200 Pesos. Welcome sweet little smackaroos. Here son, Here's a present for you with my blessing.