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(speaks French)

(light music)

(bright orchestra music)

(dark music)

- I present you with the head of St. John the Baptist

(light music)

(speaks French)

- Fate, fate,

how can I accept you wearing those strange clothes?

Fate, fate, hurry, hurry, don't be late.

I cannot wait.

Fate, how can I connect with you in your taxi cab

when I'm traveling by train.

One day we may fuck together properly, deeply,

instead of regularly once a week priced to new Francs.

Fate, fate, my staken kidneys on your blade.

Let us dance together on my palms.

What have I done wrong?

You think I do not recognize you,

you with your million dollar voice,

and your hemorrhaging shoes?

Fate, me old mate, arriving by air freight, C.O.D.

You are laughing at me.

Sitting in your tree.

Floating face down in the sea.

Let us swim slowly together, sifting the sands.

Oh destiny, lie next to me, I cannot control myself.

And there is drizzle in your sigh.

You with your oriental eyes,

Let us walk slowly together to the chemist

and buy paradise.

You and I and him and them and us and her and we are lovers.

We make magic, love, and music.

We have fun.

We don't make trouble.

Words are bubbles.

Blow some, maybe I'll breath them in.

(upbeat drum music)

(upbeat rock music)

(speaks French)

(guitar music)

(dramatic orchestra music)

(zen music)

- And God is said to be the absolute consciousness.

And we, our consciousness is mixed

with our experiences past and present,

and so I want to go

into my real nature of higher consciousness,

for that you make some kind of discipline upon yourself,

cutting off, as far as possible, the best thing advantage,

the small things, so that you can concentrate more and more.

Producing the impressions,

because every day I get so many impressions,

all these things take away my energy.

I don't want to pass off energy in these things.

I want to go to my true nature, which in reality

they call the pure consciousness and with God

the ultimate reality.

In different languages, the different religions,

different names are given, but they are just an expansion

of this our God.

(zen music)

(speaks French)

(dance music)

* Take my love but please don't break it

* I'm gonna love you 'til the end of time

* Oh baby baby be mine oh mine

* Say you want me, it's alright

* Say you love me, hold me tight

* Never leave her, never leave her

* Alright

* Take my love but please don't break it

* I'm gonna love you 'til the end of time

* Won't leave you baby 'til you're mine oh mine

* Say you want me, it's alright.

* Hold me, baby, hold me tight

* Never leave her

* You know I'll be alright

* Alright

* Hold tight

* Feel it now

(slow music)

* Please never leave me

* Say you'll never go

* Darlin' I need you

* And care for you so

* For I love you

* I do

* Please hold me near you

* Come to my arms

* Fill me with all your dreams

* Fill me with your charm

* 'Cause I love you

* I do

* If you should ever leave me

* It would hurt my pride

* If you should go

* Oh don't you know

* You realize I'd hurt inside

* So please never leave me

* Say you'll never go

* 'Cause you know I need you darlin'

* And you would hurt me so

* For I love you

* I do

* Yes, darlin', I love you

* You know I do

* And if you should ever leave me

* I would hurt inside

* For I love you

- No, it doesn't fit!

(laughs)

(plays flute)

- Yes.

(speaks French)

(flute music)

(pinball machine chimes)

- Hey.

- Hey.

- How are you?

What's your name?

- Anka.

- Anka, you from Turkey?

- No, no, no.

- Where you from?

Oh, you're Danish (speaks Danish)

(jazz music)

(speaks French)

(dramatic orchestra music)

(whispering in foreign language)

(piano music)

(crowd chatters) (traffic roars)

(sobs)

(accordian music)

(clock ticks)

(dramatic music)

(clock ticks)

(pants)

(whistles)

(eerie music)

- [Voiceover] I don't live here anymore.

I don't live here anymore.

I don't live here anymore.

I don't live here anymore.

I don't live here anymore.

I don't live here anymore.

I don't live here anymore.

I don't live here anymore.

I don't live here anymore.

- Hi, Pierre.

(speaks French)

What you have you been doing?

(speaks French)

Pierre, I almost walked into the prostitute downstairs.

Next door.

Pierre, David is dead.

He was killed by an accident with a car.

(music box plays)

(speaks French)

How did you know?

Why doesn't it stop?

(speaks French)

I got a job

Somebody likes me, you know.

Pierre, where's my pant?

I have to go.

I have to model tonight.

You want to meet me afterwards?

- No, I can't.

- Why can't you?

You don't have to explain anything.

How do you like my dress?

Why are you sitting there?

You are the biggest mess I ever saw in my life.

Why don't you come and dance with me?

Come and dance with me.

Are you sad about that?

Do you want some more wine?

This is business.

(speaks French)

(sad, eerie music)

Another thing.

I think I'm going to have a baby.

I'm not coming back here tomorrow.

I'm leaving here.

I can't wait for you forever.

I don't know what you're doing.

(sad orchestra music)

(eerie music)

(crowd shouts)

Oh really?

I'd like to.

Did they leave the baby with you?

Oh, I'm just pregnant.

But I'll talk with you about it when I see you.

When should I come?

Okay.

That'll be fine.

But where do I get the train?

Okay.

I'll see you tomorrow, then.

Ciao.

(birds chirp)

(dramatic music)

(door creaks)

(music box plays)

(sobs)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic orchestra music)