When it happens to you, when all you have left is the gun in your pocket, when you are cornered in a dirty little hotel in a strange country, and have only one way out-believe me, pal, there is nothing elevating or dramatic about it.
Norberari gertatzen zaionean, bati patrikan pistola besterik geratzen ez zaionean, lurralde ezezagunean hotel-gela txiki batean harrapatuta dagoenean, eta irteera bakarra duenean... sinetsi iezadazu, lagun, ez da ezer jasorik edo dramatikorik horretan.