2026-09-03

Jogada de Mestre

John Patton Ford
How to Make a Killing (2026)

Mais uma sessão de cinema ao ar livre, desta vez no largo da Junta de Freguesia de Ortiga, em excelente companhia.

Whitelaw Redfellow: Come on. One professional to another, you must have, uh... broken a few heads, bumped off some of the competition, no?
Becket Redfellow: Two or three, maybe.
Whitelaw Redfellow: Would you take any of it back? Because this sort of life is... it isn't cut out for everyone, is it? It would make some people tired. Old. Lonely. Regretful. But me, I've always felt I know a certain truth, that the only thing that really hurts us in life is the voice of our own conscience... telling us a story about right and wrong. And if you how to turn your head just right into the wind, you can make that voice go down to a whisper. After a while... you might never be able to hear it all. She was my favorite by the way. Sharpest of the bunch. Always knew what she wanted and willing to fight for it.


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