- Give me the soap ...
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... I'm in love - in love?! Oh, I'll end up crying ...
- I'm in love! IN LOVE! I'm in love, get it? Love. You know you're old?
- Ah ...
- And you're getting fat ...
- Ah! I get fat?!
- And you're even half bald! And those little hair you have left are white ...
- In a decade you'll be playing football with your boobs ... you think so? And you know what I'll do then?
- You'll be nailed in a chair Accessibility ...
- Ah well, maybe ... I'll be an old man happy and smiling as it moves towards eternity.
- Mh ... poetic ... So how did you first start to wash my feet!
- Of course ... noblesse oblige!
- and I do love this man ...
- Oh, really? It is wonderful! And he can fuck right?
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... It's great - but how much you bitch. The fucking best you can only do here in this apartment. Arise ...
- He is full of mystery ...
- Oh yeah? ... Where's the soap?
- Listen ... silly. The one and only mystery that you met in your life is here.
- He is like everyone else, but at the same time is different ...
- So how is everyone else!
- Sometimes I am even afraid ...
- Eh?
- It scares me sometimes!
- Why? It's your pimp, admits ...
- And why not, the look has it ... You know why I fell in love?
- Tell, I beg you ...
- Why did you found the right way to make me fall in love ...
- And you want the man you love and protect you ... take care of you.
- Sure!
- You want this strong, bright and powerful warrior build a fortress where you can take cover, so you should never be afraid, never have to feel alone. Should not feel left out ... that's what you're looking for, right?
- Yes!
- You will not find ever.
- But ... I've already found.
- Well it will not be that he will build a fortress in itself, made with your boobs ... with your vagina. Your smile. And your smell. A fortress where he will feel safe, and so stupidly male who wants your gratitude, on the altar of his cock.
- I found it man!
- No, you're alone. You're all alone. And you can not get rid of this feeling of utter loneliness until you look death in the face. And then not even look, this is just bullshit romantic ... until ... you may not be able to look into death. In the hole of his ass. Sinking into an abyss of fear ... and then perhaps only then, maybe you can find it.
- But I found this ... you!
. - Dialogue from the film "Last Tango in Paris" by Bernardo Bertolucci, with Marlon Brando and Maria Schneider -.
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