Al Pacino 3 Sounds Edit

Al Pacino 3 Sounds Sound

And while you're jumping from 1 foot to the next, what is he doing?

Are humiliated you. Oh my God, I'm sorry.

Bon voyage, motherfucker.

Dee Ray Morton.

Did you hear what I said?

Don't be such a fucking chump.

Don't waste my mother fucking time.

Fuck you too.

Fuck you.

God likes to watch. He's a prankster. Think about it.

God.

God.

Guess who?

Guess who?

He gives man instincts.

He gives you this extraordinary gift, and then what does he do? I swear for his own amusement, his own private cosmic gag reel.

He sets the rules in opposition.

He's an absentee landlord. Worship that. Never.

He's laughing his sick fucking ass off. He's a tight ass. He's a sadist.

How fucked up you are?

I cared about what he wanted and I never judged him. Why? Because I never rejected him in spite of all his imperfections. I'm a fan of man.

I don't care whose nephew you are, who you know whose Dick you're sucking on, you're going out.

I find out who's fucking cousin you are, I'm gonna go to him and figure out a way to have you, alright. Fuck you.

I had coffee with McCauley half an hour ago.

I rest my case.

I'm a humanist.

I'm here on the ground with my nose in it since the whole thing began.

I've nurtured every sensation man has been inspired to have.

Is that it?

It just cost me $6000.

It's the goof of all time.

Jim.

Kuma.

Look, but don't touch.

My Dicks on fire.

My name is Richard Roma.

No.

None of my business. You wanna push me to answer you?

Not to my knowledge, no.

Ohh what a big man you are. Hey let me buy you a pack of gum. I sure gotta chew it. Ohh.

Ohh, I'm gonna have your job shithead.

Pat.

Ray.

Richard Roma.

Shame on you.

Shut up.

Shut up.

Taste. Don't swallow.

That's right.

Touch, but don't taste.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Well, answer me.

Well, I tell you, let me give you a little insight. Information about God.

What am I going to do this month?

What are you gonna do about it, asshole?

What have we got?

What time do you have?

What you're hired for is to help us. Does that seem clear to you?

What?

Where did you learn your trade, you stupid fucking cunt, you idiot.

Where was I? I was at home.

Where were you last night?

Who are you carrying all those bricks for, anyway?

Why not?

Yes.

You company man.

You fairy.

You were saying?

$6000.

ハハハ。