No quiero volver a los 90's

This seems to be the end...

Every morning, after reading the newspaper, Irish Coffee comforts himself thinking the following: "I'm a happy pesimist. Things keep getting worse that what I could have ever thought."

Singer: ♪For that great argentinian who knew how to unite the masses of the people, fighting against the cap-♫

Menem: Stop that, I can't stand it! Don't sing that song!!

Singer: Ah, excuse me, Mr. Rick but... she's here and asked me to sing it.

Menem: My God, alright, play it again Sam, if she can handle it then so can I.

Meijide: Hello Rick, I'm back

Menem: To stay with me?

Meijide: No, to take care of this bar. You have to leave, Rick.

Alvarez: This way, Misteg Güick.

Menem: (Is this one french or just has the accent?)

Meijide: Is he gone?

Alvarez: Yes, let's toast Ggraciela.

Meijide: This can be the beggining of a beautiful friendship.

Irish: No, no! Casablanca isn't like that!

Menem: Ah, I got confused. I was telling you of Casarrosada, Irish

Irish: (of course, poor guy. He only has one idea fixed in the head...)

Menem: I'll have to leave, I'll have to leave...