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My name is Luis Molina, serving an eight -year sentence.

Sexual offender, convicted of public indecency, with a male, in a bathroom,

less.

I don't care what you did.

And you are?

Valentina Regni.

Federico prisoner?

That's what they tell me.

Whatever. I respect all ideas, as long as they respect mine.

Let me explain.

Sometimes I might not be reading, but you'll see that I'm silent anyway.

That's because I'm thinking.

I'm getting ready to make notes.

So not talking when you're reading and not talking when you're thinking.

I really should have done this sooner.

It makes all the difference.

When I was dressing the windows at Montoya, I couldn't rest until each

was perfect.

One mannequin wore a Chanel suit, and I insisted a Balenciaga silk scarf be

slipped inside her purse.

Well, nobody cares what's inside a mannequin's purse, my supervisor told

I do.

I said, arching one eyebrow like Joan Crawford in Mildred Pierce.

And darling, guess what?

Balenciaga it was.

What are you reading?

A biography of Lenin. Oh.

Well, that sounds fun.

The struggle is not over until all men are free.

Who said it?

Hm? I know. It's Cerise in silk stockings.

The struggle is not over until all men are free.

You've been ridiculous window dressers. Dixit is a great man. I didn't say

ridiculous. Lenin didn't spend three days in a cell with you.

Oh, I heard why you radicals like to take advantage of a girl down on her

God! God!

He's talking about union.

He's making me forget the joys of capitalism.

What do you want, Molina?

Nothing. I was just fooling around.

I know what someone like Molina wants.

Yeah, you're the man enough to give it to me. What?

What did you say? You messed up all the fucking shit.

Nothing, I said nothing. You said something.

I said I'm a piece of shit.

Louder! I said I'm a piece of shit.

Finish it, maricón.

You're almost done.

I said I'm a faggot piece of shit.

And whenever you want me, my hungry ass is yours.

Maybe later, sweetheart.

You got that? Anytime you want her.

I would kill him. If a man called me a man, I would face.

You are a man.

I shouldn't have let them humiliate you like that.

Honey, there are privileges in degradation.

How do you think I got this beat of curtain?

Why do you make yourself trivial?

Because I am trivial.

Only I know it.

You and your movement are trivial, only you don't.

I said these gorgeous ladies were all trivial.

And for them, we don't even exist.

you need to know about a person by asking one simple question.

What's your favorite movie?

I don't have one. Oh, come on. Everyone has a favorite movie.

Although they usually lie about it.

Personally, I don't trust anybody who says Raging Bull. I mean Lighten Up,

Ramona.

It's been years since I went to the movie.

Well, don't you like to dream?

At least a little? I dream with every breath I take.

But not in a way you would understand.

People like you think life... It's one big entertainment.

If I give you the rest of a very good milk chocolate bar, do you think you

stop saying people like you?

You're right.

I'm sorry.

It's your last piece.

Eat it.

No, thanks.

I can't decide.

Are you highly principled or just plain stubborn?

Maybe just highly stubborn?

Is that a quid for a sense of humor?

And I left my sunglasses in the corniche.

I do have a woman, by the way.

I figured.

Just didn't want you to get any ideas.

You're not my type.

I'm looking for someone to settle down with, not from the barricades.

I lived without movies.

After my father died, my mother had to work nights as an usherette.

And since there was no one to look after me, she took me with her and sat me in

the front row.

I saw every movie over and over.

One of them I'll never forget.

Kiss of the Spider Woman.

Never heard of it.

Sit in a mystical American evening.

Part Argentine, part Brazil, and 100 % Hollywood.

She is the great Ingrid Luna, known to do to worship her as simply Saluna.

Spider -Woman was the first time a vehicle was created especially for her.

Now, understand, nobody claims it was the greatest movie ever made.

Too ambitious for its own good, too many flavors in the stew.

But so much that beautiful.

Would you like to see it?

How do you propose we do that? The best way?

I'll tell it to you.

Unless you have somewhere else to be.

Ah, ah, ah.

Too much reading will make you go blind, you said for yourself.

Besides, it's lights out any minute now.

What kind of movie is it?

A musical, of course.

And if I have to explain to you, of course, I might as well just end it all

right now. I hate musicals. And I pity you.

Sorry to break the news, but nobody sings in real life.

Well, maybe they should.

Now shut up and listen.

Circle the lights.

The curtain opens.

It's inglorious, Technicolor. They french the screen with extra red and

this one. It almost hurts to look at it.

Her name is Aurora, and she is so beautiful.

No man can replace her, and those who have kissed her are manly in love.

Forever in love.

She throws right in. We know nothing about the story or the character.

Well, it's a musical. There's not a lot to know.

But you're right. I got so excited, I skipped over the opening crawl, which

establishes that Aurora is the successful editor of Time, South

famous fashion magazine.

It's the way she sits that kills me every time.

The perfect fullness of her figure, tiny waist and rounded hips, her legs.

Flushed and silky, even without stockings. Please, no erotic

And now, wrapped in a simple sort of silk robe, the goddess moves into

the Nesbitt.

Kendall, you're late. I need you to help me to the dress for the gala.

Kendall Nesbitt is Aurora's executive assistant and best friend.

His devotion to her is absolute.

He lives for her and through her.

In other words, Kendall Nesbitt is a homosexual.

Of course, they never come out and say it.

Well, the actor who played him was the biggest queen this side of Danny Kaye.

But he lives with his mother and was terrified that if he portrayed the role

it was prison, she'd figure it out. So he bushed it up and killed all the joy

the park.

Now, if you don't mind, I'll describe the Kendall Nesbitt of my dreams instead

of the disappointing reality.

Kendall, you're late.

I need you to help me to the dress for the gala.

You need to treat more than a dress, my dear.

What do you mean?

A woman cannot know what to wear until she knows for whom she is wearing it.

things I save for money.

For ten years, you've been building a winter cover without a man by your side.

Your readers are starting to wonder if something's wrong.

Come on.

Maybe Manuela.

Maybe Roberto.

So, they want to know who is my...

As absurd as it probably seems.

Until I dance with the love of my life. The man who will call me his own.

Until I dance with the love of my life.

Don't owe me partners.

A chorus of strangers.

So she's frigid.

What? She has a crippling fear of physical intimacy. Most likely she

sense of shame around sex in early childhood.

Trying to control her prohibited desires as an adult has made her incapable of

enjoying a good funk.

Well, excuse you. Aurora is particular, that's all.

She has high standards.

Impeccable taste. Whatever.

If you're going to make fun, I won't go on.

This is the work of art. It means a lot to me.

So, am I supposed to just sit around and listen?

I can't comment?

Exactly. Because that's what people do when they watch a movie.

to commit to a man is somehow connected to a suppressed memory and the

mysterious musical theme that haunts her dreams.

The Doctor urges her to be more open to her desires.

Oh, the things he had to say.

Oh, me, I would meet a stranger.

A lean, handsome hero who'd sweep his net, sweep me

away.

And smell the incense in the air.

But babe, you'll hear a crying pony.

A sharp piercing sound. And when you look around,

the love of your life.

while Robert dances with a dozen men that are interested in nuts.

Enter Armando, the greatest photographer in South America, a true artist.

Aurora has hired him to shoot a winter issue, but they haven't met.

Not this minute.

This photographer is not just a genius.

He's tall, dark, and handsome.

Of course.

That's his real talent.

Oh, no.

He sings and dances, too.

Ridiculous.

If only you could see him the way I do.

Or when you mean your love for wear.

But soon you'll hear that cry she told me.

And you'll look around.

You'll look around.

At that sharp piercing.

Sharp piercing. Sharp piercing. Sharp piercing.

Your fingers touch tingling electricity.

They're bringing someone for interrogation.

Anything you want to tell the professor already?

Well...

If I look like that, I'd want a bag over my head, too.

Shut up!

Shut the fuck up!

I know.

It's great, Mom.

You are your scars, but you will be the curtains.

You're disgusting!

Has he talked about anyone he's working with?

No names.

Not even in your sleep?

Well, I know I'm a big tooth.

Maybe you should sleep less on Luther North.

I'll keep trying.

Oh, I have some good news.

I convinced the apparel board to look at your case.

Well, that's wonderful. Thank you. It would make my mother so happy to see me

home again.

he has your mother i'm afraid she's taking a turn for the worse another

heart attack

i'm

a

tolerant man molina

I'm not disgusted by degenerates like you.

You saw the warden this morning?

How did you know?

There's a thousand eyes in this place.

Are you an informer?

Of course.

What else would I be doing here?

The warden didn't ask you anything about me.

No. It's my mother. She's in bed.

And I already know.

That's right.

You're an only child.

It's always been just the two of us.

Are you from a big family?

Huge. Last time I went home, my father asked, Who are you?

My mother nearly killed me.

I can't keep practicing.

Et voila.

Effect of humor.

Martha thought it was funny too.

And we're not stopping right now.

We're going to stop.

We're going to go back. The minutes are over.

When it comes to the violent overturning, I don't think they expected

I'm sorry.

I can't.

Everything you make me say.

Maybe lights out soon.

You want me to go out with a picture?

Yeah, man.

Whatever.

Aurora and Armando spend every night together.

They work by day and play by night.

Fuck it. By me? No. Well, don't do that in musicals.

Yeah, but they're romantic.

Not yet.

As I told you, Aurora is working through some commitment issues.

She's built a wall around herself so thick not even bullets can get through.

It turns out, Armando comes from the same village where Aurora was born, way

north at the edge of the jungle.

He convinces her to do a photo shoot up there, among the people.

See, even though he's a renowned artist, Armando sees himself as an amazing man.

For me, real beauty has nothing to do with flattery.

Real beauty...

Everyday man wants an everyday life.

In an everyday house doing everyday things with an everyday wife.

And everyday he hurries home, hands off his everyday task.

And finds his everyday dog running straight to his door for his everyday

And the everyday dog...

In his everyday head It's not time to play house With his everyday spouse In

their everyday bed Yes, they're an everyday pair In

every way Except you don't find love like theirs

Every day

And they're everyday kids And they're everyday kids As they turn out the

As they turn on the lights Should I show you my friends? They just rapture that

end Every everyday night They're like the couple next door

You'd have to say Except you don't find love

like this You don't find love like this

This is another reason I hate musicals.

They're pure propaganda, made by the ruling class.

to put people's minds to sleep. Oh, Lord, take me now.

The photographer feels threatened by a powerful woman, so he wants to turn her

into a doormat.

No. There was much more respect for women in those days.

Their beauty gave them power.

I suppose you prefer the movies they make now, that's really thoughtful,

over by Ms. Sissy Spacek, Ms. Meryl Streep, Ms. Glenn Close, and Mr. Glenda

Jackson, the four horsewomen of the apocalypse.

At least the real actors play real characters.

It's not like these Killy Fantasy figures you're so fond of. Fond?

I'm not fond of them. I love them.

Aurora is divine.

She's the perfect woman, and Armando is my idea of a real man.

Really?

And what is that exactly?

I won't bore you with my preferences.

Oh, no, please go ahead. I don't mind. Because I don't want to be bored by your

opinion of them.

No, no, no. I'm interested.

What do you think a real man is?

Someone who's strong, who's not afraid to take charge, especially in his own

home.

You don't think men and women should be equal partners in the home? A real woman

doesn't want equality.

There's no kick to it.

Kick?

What kick?

That tingle you get when a man puts his arm around you and you're a bit... Oh my

god. What a pile of crap.

Whatever. It's how I feel.

No, it's how you were thought to feel.

This is getting us nowhere.

I wish you a good night then.

Okay, but no more interrupting.

the voice.

What's photography, Armando?

You should open a dancing school.

Yeah, I'm out of so many colors.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Welcome home, stranger.

Enter Paulina Vann.

Long nose, bushy brows, and eyes as dull as two -wrapped caramel.

I get it. You don't like her. Everyone thinks she's beautiful, but she doesn't

hold a candle to Aurora.

Her only advantage is her youth, which she wields like a machete.

It's obvious from the way she greets Armando that they were once an item,

she's still carrying the torch.

Ha, the bloodthins.

Alina makes a big show of being gracious to Aurora.

I hope you're enjoying your stay here.

I'm sure our little village can compare to the big city.

Oh, I was born in this village.

We moved away when I was a little girl.

That was before my time.

Perhaps our families know each other.

I doubt it.

We were simple people.

I adore this moment.

Aurora shows that stupid, stuck -up girl what real class looks like.

The video has arrived.

The villain of life? No, the supervillain.

A stupid gangster who's been bleeding the village and its people dry for

Fire is responsible.

How can his parents be so much racist?

The thing I love about La Luna is that no matter how hard Hollywood tried to

make her seem all American, she never stopped being Latin.

amazing. Thank you.

Just having a little fun.

I think I'll turn in if you'd excuse me.

Of course.

I'll see you in the lobby in the morning.

He still cares for us.

and feeling ignored since Armando entered the picture.

None? He has a purpose again.

I'll get you to bed.

Let me sleep.

I say ciao.

Good night, Valentin.

No, don't stop now.

It's a bunch of silly pieces, but at least new characters inject a bit of

dramatic conflict.

Better leave the audience wanting more.

Sleep tight.

Oh god, let her be.

I'm not macho.

I hate macho and all it stands for.

Honestly,

do you think you're telling me something that I haven't heard a thousand times

before? Next you'll say that the right woman will convert me because there's

nothing better than a good woman.

To which I say, I agree.

Why do you keep saying that? Because it's true. Why don't you believe me?

You know what I'm saying?

Do you believe me?

Life in the gun is too long.

She's a

woman.

She wears.

She has lovers open doors to fancy cars.

She's lucky, so lucky, she's a woman.

A perfume by Long Van to dab across her wrist. A secret

written diary of all the men she's kissed.

She's the climax of your technicolor dream.

Oh, Molina. Do you have a little crush on that piece of shit?

The sooner that Reggie talks, the sooner you get out.

you've gone to hell

Where you are.

The more you face reality, the more you smile.

So close your eyes and you'll become a movie star.

Why must you say where you are?

Life is harsh on me.

But when I lie beside me on a movie screen, why must you

see what you see?

And if you find...

you've done.

The pistol shot can't kill you, I know the gun.

Thank you.

Okay.

No,

no, no, I swear to God, it's not what you think.

It's the most natural thing imaginable.

Who's the sentiment?

Is that what you believe?

I can't make you follow this.

You see Martha?

In the evening, flambe the meal.

In the night.

This is a lot. Come in.

Come, mate. No, thank you. Yeah, no, eat.

Eat.

Oh, this rice and the glue does not have bad tonight.

Mm -hmm.

Do you always eat like that?

Take my bite.

I'm not an animal. I take ladylike bites.

How does your Martha eat?

I don't know. Never noticed.

That's the last thing a man notices about a woman.

If I loved someone, I'd notice everything about them. How they eat, how

sleep, everything.

Do you have any work?

A fellow. I'm sorry, a fellow?

I immediately picture Ronald Reagan.

You know what I meant.

His name's Gabriel.

He's a waiter at an all -night restaurant in the Trocadero.

Everything about him is perfect.

The way he walks, his tender voice with a slight little twist.

It sounds like another one of your fantasies. No, he's extremely real.

Do you miss him?

I do, but not in the way you mean.

We never made love.

You never thought? No.

We never even touched.

He has to see that I respected him.

I know, it doesn't sound like much, but he told me things that he never would.

Hi.

Does he visit you?

No.

His family keeps him busy, and he works hard.

Double shifts sometimes.

I send him letters.

been beaten by the gangsters we better just carry

him deep into the forest or johnny won't find him they take him to the stream

The wild beasts of the jungle would go mad with hunger and with their tongue.

They would climb down from the mountains into the village, killing everyone.

The people sought help from the Spider Woman, a magical creature born of a

mother and an all -powerful forest spirit.

She offered protection, asking for one thing in return.

That once every ten years,

A woman of the village would offer up the men she loves as a

sacrifice.

You were born on one of those nights, meaning one day you will have to

offer up a sacrifice of your own.

She has called you back.

When she appears, it means someone is about

to die.

You can imagine how terrified I was.

I didn't sleep for a week.

By the way, did I mention that Ingrid Luna played both parts?

What is it?

The girl's fucked.

What girl?

Me, stupid.

It's my stomach.

You're gonna throw up?

It's over now. Cramps in my groin.

It was poison. No, no, no, Ben, we've both been sick. It's my mouth.

I've just been on edge all day.

I can't help it. Guard!

Guard! Guard!

How have you been?

Away. You know how I've been.

I only wanted to.

Why are you afraid?

I've always been afraid of you.

But why?

I don't know.

It will change someday.

You'll recognize me as your friend. No, never my friend.

Go away!

But I am beautiful Yes you are And I am warm and kind

and gentle Why don't you like me?

I don't know Someday you will

understand I am your friend

Someday you will kiss me. Never, never.

Go away. Go away.

Someday you'll give in.

Of course you will.

All men do.

Yes, all men kiss me.

And you will too.

You.

There you run your

I don't give a fuck what they put in it.

I'm not gonna feel right unless I tell you something.

You missed me, I know.

I went through your things while you were gone.

I had to be sure I could trust you.

Can you?

I've been a shit not telling you anything about myself.

Now I feel a...

Your confidence.

Inside here, everything will be 50 -50, right?

Okay.

Marta is not in the movement.

No, that's a surprise.

She dropped out after we met.

She was happy just to be together.

What's she like?

She comes from a rich family.

Drives only red Mercedes.

No. Too heady and stale.

She won't leave golf.

She's on the vine.

Does she have a brother?

She's everything I'm supposed to hate.

I hope you promise me.

Well I don't want to make a career out of this.

What do you think we're doing? Do you mind?

You make me

Once our mama has recovered him, he would hence the business of Aura.

That's the next one.

against the monster who's destroying your life.

I can't leave them now.

I want you to stay with me.

What happens in this village is not my concern.

I know nothing else.

And I care even less.

You're just like Aurora.

It's only fun.

I wasn't.

Salina is so tremendous in this scene.

I'm a woman, she said.

I live only for art and love and beauty.

But here's the thing.

She's only pretending not to care.

She's trying to make Armando hate her. The curse.

Yes, she wants to save him from the Spider -Woman.

Look,

how's mine?

I'll get myself a new one.

drive Armando away, so she lures him into this easy club.

But it's different.

Painted in deep scarlet, the color of sex.

It's like being inside of all his mind.

And darling, it's all the psychology I need.

But if you want to get my attention, let's make

love.

If there's an earthquake, I will not attend.

If there's a plane, don't invite me, my friend.

But if you want to keep me looking in your direction, let's

make love.

It's like giving to the needy. And I don't mind

being greedy.

Come on, Chico, please be.

And bring me what.

Call me a coward. That's true.

But all I want is beauty.

Why don't you move on? It's a lonely, strange, and brutal nightmare.

Are you speaker ready?

We can take you to the clinic.

I don't know what you're talking about.

It's fine.

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

This is fucking bullshit!

imagination.

you had one job to get into the infirmary and you couldn't even do that

fault that the man has an iron constitution do you have any idea what's

out there i'm not political i don't know about this I read this group is the

link between the traitors inside the government and the animals marching on

streets. We don't hope that we could have a civil war on our hands.

He's starting to open up. I can feel it. You know what, Molina? I don't give a

fuck about your feelings.

Get this faggot out of here. Valentin has eyes everywhere.

No wonder why I was talking to you. Say your mother's better and she came to

visit. Oh, no, he'll never believe that. He knows she always brings me food.

Okay. We'll send out for some grocery sales, which he usually brings.

Be quick.

Well, I told him my mother's an excellent cook, so... Two chickens from

Beaujolard's on the Avenida and some of their famous roasted potatoes with

overnighted milk.

And guava paste.

Two boxes of tea, one breakfast, the other chamomile.

Oh, and condensed milk. Hold on.

I can speak much slower if you're blind.

A can of peaches, two bottles of soap. Two cans of soup, a jar of pickle

pairing, a cherry madeleine, and... Ta -da!

Oh, your mother?

Yes, she's better.

Oh, and look at what else she brought.

Oh,

no.

That's for you, my friend.

Would you shut up? There are two chickens here, one for each of us. No,

cool with that.

Well, I'm not doing it for you.

i can't face another day of that revolution that's happening in your

right good that's that

molina do you mind if i have a chicken neck right away

well i had something more formal in mind

i'm

not very good at saying this

thank you well you're lucky you have a whole family to tell me you could be

living with homosexual not just for the food

thank you for taking care of me thank you i

think i would have died if it wasn't for you

So we told your mother, but... Okay.

That's it for you. No more.

No, thank you. Thank you.

You would make this even better.

Let me get... Aurora?

No. I don't feel like escaping tonight.

I want to stay here.

Do what?

Listen to you.

Oh, come on. I'm tired of hearing my own voice.

I want you to talk.

About what?

Anything.

Okay.

Okay.

I was only 15.

But already, I knew about the illegal arrest, the death squads, the thousands

of people who'd been disappeared.

Golizar asked people to share their stories.

For some reason, he pointed to my sister and me.

Maybe because we looked so hungry.

Tell us. Tell us about the home our country has given you.

was made of mud pieces of tin and cardboard boxes nailed together

when i said that the park got very

quiet everyone wanted to hear our story i'll never forget the

look on my sister's face a 14 year old girl who was

being noticed for the first time in her life

When you feel like that, you don't think the person standing next to you is

hiding a machine gun, waiting for the order to open fire.

When it was over, 47 people were dead.

That's my sister.

Good news, Array.

The professor didn't talk.

Bad news.

There was a huge gear in the movement. He had gone that side up and heard him.

He was turning one of the channels. I don't want to know!

all might end here.

That my life will amount to nothing.

Sometimes I tell myself I took some of you with me and that I haven't lost it.

Wait. What?

And

that

will stop the aging.

I was with Marta.

I never said I love you.

and have a lot of children.

Give me your hand.

Like I said,

The gift was it.

Anything you want to tell me?

Prisoner Radio 1452, Santiago Ventura, after due consideration, this word is

declining to stay in your sentence.

Petition denied.

Molina.

Were you really not going to tell me what happened at the hearing?

It was fine.

So it went well?

Catch me if you can.

They denied your parole, no?

How did you do this?

Armando comes to Aurora's suite.

The

spying

woman wants her kid.

Armando wants to tell Aurora how he feels.

I couldn't let you leave without saying goodbye.

Goodbye, Armando.

Let's move this thing.

Two people can admit their love.

Already?

Yes.

Armando?

Kendall.

Armando, you have to get out of here. Johnny and his men are on their way.

Who told them where I was?

Doesn't matter. They're going to kill you.

Let them go.

My life is over anyway.

Nonsense.

You have Paulina now.

Armando doesn't want me.

He loves you. Don't you know that?

Is that true, Armando?

to see me but never you leave me on

and leave me but never you someone else

might take my trust break my trust into things

you find impossible to do

Well, it doesn't change a thing, Aurora.

You still have a magazine to publish, deadlines to meet.

We have to leave.

I can't.

Please, try and understand.

It's not just because I love Armando.

It's because he's made me see things through his eyes.

These people need our help.

She will protect you.

No. No, not the jungle. Take my heart.

Let's go.

Come on.

We have to stop.

He's drawing us into a web.

Listen to me.

He will kill you.

We're already being followed.

you too

Really? Yeah.

You

believe?

Yeah.

You could say that.

Not a man or a woman.

It felt like being out of danger.

Exactly.

How did you know?

I felt it too.

I could have written about this gender as a social construct.

Oh, please, Valentine, no theories today.

Some things are too interesting to put into words.

Yeah, right, you're right.

I'm sorry.

And besides, I feel good, and I don't want to spoil it.

You know the nicest thing about being happy?

You think you'll never be on TV again.

Molina.

Your parole was approved.

On my recommendation.

All I have to do is sign it.

What should I do?

Thank you.

I'm so happy.

We're leaving this afternoon.

Three o 'clock.

Today?

But there's still a chance that he could talk.

Can you believe this?

He likes prison so much he wants to stay. Get your things ready.

And remember, Molina, whatever you think you saw here,

nobody cares.

And no more hanky -panky with the boys.

You sure about this?

Sooner or later, he'll wait for them.

After all.

He's a woman in love.

Don't be sad.

I'm not.

I'm happy for you.

Now you can start a new life. We don't need to commune.

Get out and march with your gay brothers and sisters.

I'm sorry, Valentin.

It's too late for me to become a revolutionary.

But you survived in a place that no one is supposed to live a life.

You can't tell me that didn't change you.

I'm getting out of here.

I'm not gonna die like the professor without passing on the information I

You want it down?

We don't have much time.

Sooner or later, you're certain to meet in the bedroom, the parlor, or even the

street. There's no place on earth you're likely to meet the king.

Sooner or later, in sunlight or blue, when the red candles kick, she'll walk

the room, and the curtains will shake, and the fire will hit.

You've come to keep.

And the moon grows dimmer at the time of

no end.

And her black beads shimmer, and you're aching to move, but you're caught

in the web of a spider woman in her

bed.

And he touches your heart. You're alert and alive.

And there's only one pen that can punch like this.

Check it.

Sooner or later, you fade in success.

And your minions salute.

They say nothing but give up. But your power is empty. It fades like the mist.

Once you've been here.

I have waited to find love my entire life.

And now that I have, you ask me to give it up?

If you take our mother, you'll also kill me.

No!

I love you.

The curse was broken.

No, it was fulfilled.

Don't worry, they love candles.

In a different way.

That's quite a twist.

Not really.

Homosexuals always buy a Hollywood movie.

Most of the time, they kill themselves.

He gave his life for a cause.

Because of his sacrifice, the village will continue to be protected. No.

He died for love.

Aurora recognizes the spider woman for who she truly is.

Her greatest enemy.

And her greatest friend.

She's dead.

And life.

She saved an entire village.

And that was so little in return.

Just a kiss.

And tears.

Or begin with now.

There's some kind of happiness for you.

Life is good.

And that good is...

Each color can, I don't care.

you might be free.

only God.

Am I dreaming?

No, no, no.

It's me.

I'm home.

Revolution.

It's not hypocritical to fear it. A bunch of spoiled rats.

Take down the generals.

Forget it.

they'll be crushed their blood will be flowing in the streets you'll see

if i may

for the love and care

How are you?

Fine,

fine.

Did you get my dad? Yes.

I hope they weren't too detroit, as the French would say, too much.

No, no, I've been enjoying them very much. We never wrote that.

I've been busy.

But the family, I imagine, double -shits the world.

Did you ever think about me?

I should probably get back. Because I thought about you.

A lot.

I thought you would give me just enough to keep me interested.

And not an inch more.

I'm sorry, Lee.

I'm just an ordinary man. I don't understand. Yes, you do.

You understand very well.

Jesus may adore you.

And you enjoy it.

But you never told me.

I used to wave to you every day.

I love you so much, Mama.

If I'm not home by the time you're reading this, it means I've been

Only this time for something much more serious.

If I do go away, I know Anji -cho will always be there for you.

When I first went to prison, I thought my life was over.

It was just beginning.

I learned about dignity in that most undignified place.

I had always believed nothing could ever change for me.

And it made me feel sorry for myself.

But I can't live like that now.

Optimistic ending.

Passionate romances.

Beautifully beefy heroes taking death defying chances.

Only in the movies.

Decorate Madonna.

Totally compliant.

Challenging the villain.

Bravely both high above the end of fire.

All in the movie.

But marble floors to glide on.

And loop -de -loops to ride on.

And sultry girls beginning some beginning.

became much closer words to my sorrow nowhere to be seen

and

so I sprayed a little perfume and

dabbed a little

I was in the movie.

But everything changed when I met you. You changed my life

somehow.

you.

And as this princess lay dying, she raised her lovely head.

And as her lover knelt beside her, this is what she said.

Looking into those tender brown eyes of his, she cried,

Viva la guerra!

Who named it?