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Lawyer: Your honor, I would like to call my first
witness
to the stand. All the way from East L.A., your
honor,
Pablo Diablo.
Pablo: Hey! Guantana mira. Hey, my lovin' is for
everyone, man.
Do you know it reminds me of the summertime in the
bungalows of Spain, all night in the park.
Eh, you would hear your music. It would be on the
eighth
floor, but the pongos they reach up there, man!
We used to keep the whole neighborhood up.
(Singing) Guantanamara!
Lawyer: Thank you, Pablo, for nothing. Jesus
Christ,
what a moron. No further questions, your honor.
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