Pablo Escobar Quotes Espanol Mga Nobela at Kwento

Alessandro left my side and embraced the man. "Oh mio figlio, Alessandro. Vieni qui dopo un lungo periodo."The old man exclaimed in a happy tone.His voice was groggy due to old age so I couldn't decipher what he said. (Oh my child, Alessandro. You come here after a long time.) "Come stai, Pablo?"He asked the old man in his fluent Italian accent. (How are you, Pablo?) "Meno di un cavallo." Pablo showed him his blotchy biceps.

He pointed a gun at me! "Kill me." I said with no hesitation. "Oh come on your wasting our time." The other men spoke. "Then leave if I'm wasting your time. You're wasting my time too." "Vamos a derrotarlos, hermanita." (Let's get rid of them, baby sister) I was surprised by what he said. Fortunately, we are the only ones who understand that language. ¿En serio? ¿Como puedo confiar en ti? Mataste a mi familia." (Really? how can I trust you? You killed my family?)

I’m just getting warmed up. I crouched over Marisol, shielding her from the flames, “You stupid saint,” I rasped, plucking dead butterflies from the woman’s hair. “You don’t get to die today.” Marisol’s laugh is a wet, broken thing. “Eres tan terco como él (You’re as stubborn as he is)." ******

His eyes swept Domenico first as he took a drag from the cigarette, then he smiled. “Que hace aqui el hermano del diablo?” (What’s the devil’s brother doing here?”) Domenico stopped in front of the crate, facing the leader who was at the opposite end. He knew who he was, and from his accent he could tell they were the Mexican cartel members. “Esteban, deberia preguntarte lo mismo.” Domenico answered back. Esteban’s eyes widened at his response, completely thrown off that he understood Spanish.

If Gonzalez wasn’t going to pick up, I’d make sure his daughter got the message loud and clear. “El diablo camina entre nosotros, pero su tiempo llegará.” (The devil walks among us, but his time will come.) I hear a sharp inhale from the other end. “¿Qué dijiste?”(what did you say?) I don’t stop. “Ricardo Borrelli’s time has come.” Then, I hear muffled whispers, hurried footsteps, and a rustling noise. Then, the next voice that comes through is exactly who I’ve been waiting for. It is a deep and gruff heavy Spanish accent.

Qi’s daughter will be saved? But alex and alej stared at each other and talked again in Spanish. Creo queno estan diciendo la verdad (I think they are not telling the truth) Said Alex Que debemos hacer? (What should we do?) Ask Alej No nos haran dano porque necesitan algo de nosotros (they will not hurt us because they need something from us) said alex. Conoces a alguien a quien tu papa haya ofendido? (Do you know someone that your dad has offended?) Asked Alex

Definitely no education in them. "So have you guys come up with any plans to help counterattack Esteban's Cruela?" I say sitting down on the bleachers where Esteban and his lapdogs are sitting. Esteban looks at me with his unfriendly face. "I told you she is not "my Cruela", understand that" Esteban says emphasizing the quotation marks. I for my part unwrap my sandwich and take a bite. Esteban keeps giving me a dirty look. "At no time did I say it was yours" I say calmly, although inside I'm laughing my head off.

“You see, you trained me yourself, uncle. You trained me to be the fire and the cold, to be a monster and deceiver. What you do not seem to understand is that I’ve added my own little set of skills since then. I was formidable then. I’m fucking destructive now. Don’t come after my woman again, that’s the second fair warning. The third time will be war.” For a second, Escobar says nothing. Then he rises to his feet and retrieves his favourite bottle of expensive whiskey. “You, Mason, would have still been a billionaire while working for the mafia. It was easy money, but you chose to forsake us.” His lips twist with disdain, “you chose the normal, boring path meant for pussies.” “Your billions

“Muy bien. (Very good) I will let Barbie to process to shorten his months inside the cell. Silence the mother first and I will let mi hijo to silence the boy. Lo intiendes?” “Yes, Don Pablo. I got your back. Gracias port u tiempo. (Thank you for your time)”