Preparazione atletica

Sto cercando le frasi adatte per sfilarmi dal progetto a cui sto lavorando. Dato che immagino di incontrare qualche resistenza da parte del committente, ho deciso di allenarmi ripassando le immortali parole del maestro. Jake Blues.

Jake: [Falling to his knees before her] Oh please don't kill us. Please, please don't kill us. You know I love ya baby, I wouldn't leave ya. It wasn't my fault.
Woman: You miserable slug. You think you can talk your way out of this? You betrayed me.
Jake: No, I didn't. Honest. I ran outta gas. I had a flat tire. I didn't have enough money for cab fare. My tux didn't come back from the cleaners. An old friend came in from outta town. Someone stole my car. There was an earthquake, a terrible flood, locusts. It wasn't my fault! I swear to God!!
Woman: Oh Jake, Jake, honey.

[Jake embraces her in a passionate kiss, then drops her in the mud.]

Jake: [To Elwood] Let's go.
Elwood: [To the Woman] Take it easy.

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