You're not real
Aren't your eyes green?
And your hair?
You're not what I think. <
Someone who actually won't ever say that. That proves it.
You're not what I think. Isn't your eyes green?
That proves it. The real person will never say that
I can make it like what I want. That proves it
The real person will never say that
The problem, even after all,
I want to believe.
Duct-pasted on the chair,
inches from being forgotten,
I still want to believe it.
Ask anyone who is missing even the smallest one.
No, we use almost all of that,
and usually that's not enough.
We never caught a turtle sitting on a turtle sitting on top...
Yes.
This is a kura- turtles along the way.
Lots of things to learn.
A little too late.
Are you ready?
What do you have for breakfast ? this morning, Mr. Herzman
Who cares about that? </ P>
I only get the sound level. </ P>
Ham and eggs, like every morning
Good.
The train is hell.
But hell has levels too.
Some are in the middle of from the car, </ p >
and they may be will not work.
Heat from the body... Their hell is worse
But my father pushed me to the edge.
There is no window there, but there is a blade,
and sometimes through the bar breathe fresh air
Heaven.
We stop at a station somewhere.
Still standing worse than moving,
even if you are moving for something bad
A little the light hit my eyes,
so I squeezed closer to slat
Then suddenly...
beautiful faces appeared...
with plain blue eyes
Angels.
But I don't believe in angels,
Even when I was little, certainly not in this place.
Herzman's story has been displayed in a local newspaper and was appointed nationally.
Before they realize it, they have a book agreement, and there is talk about a film.
I think it will work an interesting documentary
History Channel? Something like that
Yes. </ P>
The internet says you make movies. </ P>
Usually. I prefer fiction.
Why is that?
It's more trustworthy.
I'm late, as usual,
hurrying to make 9:40 for /> Hudson where the Herzman family lives. </ P>
In the city, you are always in a hurry
Must get to the meeting, business lunch, ATM.
People are just obstacles, discomfort.
And occasionally, his face you can't get out of your mind.
Who is this person ,
and how do you do that? our crossing path?
What history does he bring, and what myth? maybe we make it if we are only given the opportunity?
And you want to say something, but you can't find the words. </ P>
You're not that person
So he will always be the face among face, a password.
You will never speak on the phone, recognize the scent
You will not face each other on a bistro table, </ p >
Taste Malbec, learn each favorite color.
He, in short, any girl you will never know,
no never loved
It's better not to to see it at all
Now you understand ancient wisdom...
Tearing off offensive eyes .
Unless I have caught it on my camera
And like that, he's gone.
I got some B-roll, and he just face across the stage.
There is no reason to believe You will never see it again.
There are physicists who believe there is a universe like us...
but with one or two things change.
I think there might be a universe where we can meet
I don't think that will be this one.
Other universe
Yes.
What do you believe
I feel comfortable. </ p >
For the sake of simplicity, Let's take care of this universe.
That is a little girl, maybe five or six,
with blonde curls beautiful.
He peered at me through slat,
just a little boy older than him
What should he think about? from this train...
and the cargo is weird?
We look at each other,
only a few inches away,
but that might be a different continent
Then he do fast movements,
and small fingers pushed through slat.
He drops something into my palm,
and for a moment then, as if the universe knew that the moment was over,
the train started again.
I looked down at my hand,
and I saw that he has given me...
little golden cross from around his neck
Always there when your life changes, </ p >
even though you might not realize at that time.
Words spoken,
light breaks through A person's face in a certain way,
when you are aware of you are in love or not.
History has turned on the axis, and you will never be the same.
There.
Has he been stained? his eyes or smeared tears?
That touch, however small, turns into flesh and blood for me...
Souls with the past, live with a bow.
A beautiful girl on a train is one thing,
a girl who cries the whole other problem
I'm not sure if that right The same girl I've seen before.
He looks different.
Are you okay?
Maaf. Anda hanya... Anda tampak kesal.
You know, trains can make people sad
This is like all that country-western songs
- Country. - Right
There is always a train, and there is always someone who is sad. </ P>
No. Nobody calls it country and west in 30 years. </ P>
- fine - Your lens shows. </ P>
This is my job. </ P>
If you are a private eye, you suck it. </ P>
There is nothing to be quiet about. I was filming a documentary. </ P>
Is it now </ p >
Camera is embarrassed?
Who are the people who believe the photo captures your soul?
Aboriginal people
Pretty sure they are wrong.
What is this about? Your film
I think you could say this is a love story.
I think documentary is nonfiction
That would be cynicism?
You think just because something really happened, not fiction?
I'm pretty sure this isn't yours Average girls on the commuter line.
He gives you personal details
He has a way to turn your questions about
You think you you're talking about it, but you really only talk about yourself.
Why are you crying
You tell me.
I can make it whatever I want
Sure.
Good.
Seven years ago, you met A man on this train is very
You have to talk, but you have never exchanged more than your first name.
He came down in Poughkeepsie.
Saat melangkah ke panggung, Anda sadar Seharusnya kau pergi bersamanya.
He is that guy. He is yours a chance to escape the wheel.
But the train has moved. You have missed your chance
So you spend weeks looking at the Poughkeepsie directory,
but you only have first name
Which one?
Bob, unfortunately. </ P>
If only that was Zebediah. </ P>
You call everyone from 373 Roberts, Bobs and Bobbys. </ P>
- I won't ever called Bobby. - no luck
But every day for seven years,
You buy your ticket, you take the train,
take it to Poughkeepsie,
and then you go back and go home alone.
The next stop is Westport. Westport Station in two minutes.
That is the story of a man.
Yeah?
I won't spend a lot of time tracking someone down if they kill my mother
So you're really won't tell me
You know, the difference between between trains and planes is,
on trains, if you don't like conversations,
you can change your seat.
Or get off at the next stop.
Don't ask for your number?
Let me see your hand
Will you tell me my luck?
It's easy.
You will know happy moments. You will lose what you love You will die
Can I get a second opinion? </ P>
Another thing about the train is,
You can see the world passing in real time
When you were eight miles old, you can convince yourself...
you're still the same person when you go down
So, a million question without a questionnaire,
a hundred nights played back.
How do I find myself? on this sweaty bed?
Who is this person next to me?
Why are there more scars? than I remember wounds?
Right. The memory is defective. </ p >
But it's not the memory of all those who knit when we existence becomes a sense of self?
Of course, philosophical questions lose power...
when you are staring for your own death.
This is one thing to know will die at some point...
in an uncertain future ,
the other to watch the hour the wind goes down.
And, yes, I'm not the only person dead in that room
So you're back work?
I have to complete the project.
But now you have a name.
There is no Lexi & sos; s in Westport
There are three people Alexandras, But none of them are him.
When we arrived at the camp, everything was very simple
Someone pointed left or right, and you live or you die
For my mother and sister, death.
I'm big enough to work, so I < br /> Dad and I went right.
I still held that little cross in my hand,
but I saw them take every A little piece of gold that they can find...
Rings, bracelets.
You can only save it patches on your teeth.
That's what they took when you were dead
I decided there...
that I will hold on to the little ones crossing the girl has given me,
no matter what
I slipped it under my tongue. </ p >
Having a mission,
Even if it only exists in your mind,
keeps you alive
When I don't work,
I found myself wandering the streets.
I thought I saw it Maybe a dozen times a day.
Somehow, I always end up back in the same place
I'm reminded of an old photo I've seen a place.
Look at things in real time,
and it's easy to believe we are part of the world,
our presence is more than a coincidence.
But a long exposure reveals the truth
We are only ghosts,
So a man get his coffee and morning paper
In line in front of him, he sees this vision
Beautiful I mean, get out from edition
He let it go.
The next day, he returned to the store and he asked the owner,
"You know the girl who buy a lottery ticket? "
Right?
Well, our son, the character is a habitual creature,
so he found himself < br /> nearest coffee shop,
own plants where he gets a view from the shop,
looking for fast or slow he will come for the ticket.
He is obsessed.
Days change to weeks. Season changes
He appears late for work. He is not available for his friends
But didn't you find out? The day he finally decided to give it all...
He appeared.
Apparently he was out of town.
Let me guess. He never moved. </ P>
Why? </ P>
He sees the future. </ P>
They will cheat, and enter that time is no more than that...
Infidelity.
He can anticipate snoring his throat,
the quality of the itching his voice in the morning
He closes his eyes, and he can almost kiss him.
That would be good, but they have about many opportunities...
makes it in the long term as he wins the lottery.
Because good is never perfect.
In his hot mind, he realizes...
distances that cannot be bridged between real and ideal
So he would rather let him walk go with his sad lottery ticket.
He prefers to let him stay the purity of his imagination... </ p >
rather than succumb to the spectacle flesh and blood, aroma and sadness.
He loses something, of course...
Other conquests, maybe also a lasting relationship.
But think of what he got in return.
He will forever be the one who waits in the snow and rain....
day after day for the lottery girl
He will be the one who walks away...
right now < br /> His dream came true.
He will become a myth.
Do you want to know what really happened?
Sure.
He's out of there the coffee shop is so fast,
he poured a half cafnya latte in his hand, extra hot.
He almost dropped it, they attacked a conversation, and they started dating.
Two child and summer house in Montauk?
Lasted eight months. "This isn't your , it's me." Something like that.
What? Don't be arrogant He tried it. </ P>
Now I know your secret. </ P>
Don't know I have it. </ P>
You prefer have a great story rather than great love
You don't think it's weird run into him like that?
I guess I'm not thinking the same once
What?
I don't know enough if you are a victim or suspect.
Well, I guess you can be beautiful many say that about anyone
And lottery tickets? </ P>
He won. </ P>
You tried to find me? </ P>
There is no Lexi & s's in Westport. </ P>
I don't say I live in Westport.
You have to give a man a fair chance
I found you, right?
You looks different.
Different days
What is your hair color?
This is the problem about two People meet on the train. </ p >
If they find out they will do it always be a stranger,
it frees them
You can create me in any way want, and I will never disappoint
I can ask you to kill me, and I won't know if you will carry it out
We have no reason Lying with each other...
except lies more beautiful than they really are.
We are no longer on the train.
No?
How did you find me? </ p >
Don't say that you are one of those New Age the type that doesn't believe in accidents.
You won't ask me to kill someone, right?
Why not show what you did
Can I get you sick pills for that?
Actually, the pain /> help me remember
Sister at Saint Jude> s will agree with you
Catholic School
You bet.
His patron saint
I hold the cross under my tongue...
until someone is bleeding.
I eat with it... like that.
I sleep with him.
Finally the pain fades away and the feeling appears.
My father only succeeded a few weeks. <
One morning he refused to work,
and they beat him to death with their rifles
Bullets were too expensive.
When I was young, my mother used to tell this story when things went bad
"The world ended when Jesus hung on a cross," he said. </ P>
And all history is just a dream...
at the last moment from the life of a Roman fortune teller. </ P>
Coffee? </ P>
That's when he asked you to Carl Pruitt's tail
Not at first.
I know he's hiding something, something from his past
That's not so much what he said...
That's how he said
More ways he doesn't say what he doesn't say
You're some kind of police detective?
Yes.
You don't looks like a cop.
Yes? What is a police officer looks like?
Better dressed
Guy cheats his wife. I see everything here. </ P>
Yes, I'm sure you have. </ P>
Not like the story from the taxi driver
A man trying to strangle a whore back seat. I said, "Not in my taxi."
He said, "I gave a big tip."
So what are you doing? </ P>
Aku mengusirnya. Dia mencekik di jalan, bisnisnya.
Not in my taxi. Damn person, okay
Big tip covering it. Murder?
Yes, I understand. Not in your taxi
You can bet you. </ P>
That's it. </ P>
Want to hear the weirdest story ever </ p >
Dwarves? What?
Somehow they always seem to be involved dwarves, and they are never right.
This happens 100%.
Brother, she's shit this two-year-old girl
Meet in the spinning class. You know, bikes don't go anywhere?
Only women in this class. My brother joins for women.
So he's fucking this girl. Overnight he asks, can his friend come along.
My sister likes won the lottery
Of course. More festive.
Let me guess. That friend is male.
Humans? Are you crazy? Is it prettier than one of my brothers damn
Big tits, everyone. So they have a wild night.
Everything is on the menu, soup to beans.
My brother thinks he died straight to heaven
In the morning, I got a call. He woke up, everything was gone...
Girl, wallet, flat screen.
He calls the police, but has nothing to do
The cell doesn't work anymore. He goes from the rotating class like he doesn't ever existed.
Let me straighten this out.
He's with him for two years so he can steal his TV?
The whole house Lucky he left him his underwears. </ P>
Kukatakan itu cerita gila.
He never found it?
Every day he saw him.
On the subway, walking on the road.
But he never did. < br /> A woman He followed for half an hour.
He called the police.
My brother has never been the same. Stop turning even classes. </ p >
So he has you playing detective
Not until next time I saw that he asked me.
Time at camp...
standing outside normal time
Time at camp...
standing outside normal time
Hello?
Can you meet me
Where I grow everything flat, even the city.
This seems more honest .
Eyes to the eye with everyone, you can convince You yourself are not so different.
Step above homeless to get to your penthouse,
You know better. </ P>
Growing poor
Events? </ P>
My mother always gets mixed with the wrong person
Father out before I was born
Can't say I blame him.
Have you ever tried and found it?
I heard he had an uncle in the east.
That's why I came here originally
He didn't use it much.
You're still close to your mother?
I grew up using him as a model of who didn't become.
When I was around seven years old, finally he seemed to make his life run smoothly.
Stop drinking, meet a man from a rich family.
He always wants me to be provided,
so he agrees to put something for me.
It's good for a while. For a while.
He never put his hand on me,
But I decided that time also I will never be a victim.
It's important to be guarded promise for yourself
Not?
This is a photo he shows you?
I know I'll do it what is needed to help him
Initially, "You know you Like it's rude, isn't that right, honey ? "
Making you feel like you always wrong.
If I don't do this, don't say that
You look in the mirror One morning and realize...
it's not only yours your mother's eyes have,
These bruises around them
Is that why you call me?
I call you...
to get drunk.
That's when he tells you she's married
Not so many words.
More ways she doesn't say what didn't she say?
So who is she?
The person who approached you.
What makes you think there is only one?
Devils take many forms, But actually only there is one.
You must be pastor.
Not a choice for women.
I will make a nun who is terrible.
There is always one who sets the standard
For most guys, this is a girl in college who barely knows they exist.
There are a few from that, I guess.
That's too.
If you have gathered the courage to talk to him,
You must have noticed it The teeth are not perfect.
His eyes are a little tilted.
Have you ever noticed the way always quirks it
we found the most interesting at the beginning to be the most annoying from time to time?
What about you
I'm more comfortable on this side
As long as there is no tape in it
It's digital. No tape.
It was high school, the back seat of the car.
I wish I could be more original.
He plays it cool, a little smile on his face.
But in that smile there is the world hope and sadness.
The flower is beautiful, but it's dead
The girl is fertile, but he will age
They won't find each other in old age a house on the edge of a bright world.
It won't end in LA
This is their time, and they better accept it. </ P>
If there is something you need to tell me...
about your relationship with women this young,
will now be time
I need to know if it's possible to find out...
I need to know if it's maybe to know someone...
- I love you - really know someone
I'm always.
I want to know what is real...
Our souls are born with at the beginning of time.
And what it is his image in my head
I love you. I love you. I always.
Our souls are born together with at the beginning of time.
I love you I always.
Our souls are born together at early time.
Our souls were born with at the beginning of time.
I love you. I love you.
Our souls born with at the beginning of time.
It wasn't in college. We met at the museum.
Impressionists
How do you know
You always find the best woman on the impressionist wing.
We came out several times.
He invited me back to his place,
and we sit on the couch.
When he wakes up to throw the log into the fire,
I saw a little the stiffness in the steps.
Somehow the little sign of age...
makes it real for me
He is perfected by its imperfections.
And at that moment, I can see the future.
We will move together into the bright mist, </ p >
against age and decay, losing glory
I will come to love his cancer scars, rheumatoid knees.
And I know it's sex and love only animal things,
genes like what's good for them
But there may be other possibilities.
If love is more than the sum of its parts,
Maybe we are more than the number of our parts.
But there is another future.
He will leave me, or I will leave him
I will feel the pain but only for a while.
And I know that I run < to him a year later,
he won't be someone I can imagine falling in love with
So which future do you choose?
Sometimes the scorpion stings you,
even if it means he will also drown
When I was little, my mother told me about people / saints
Saint Jude always be my favorite
Protective saints who get lost.
Why do you really call me?
I agree to help him with Pruitt,
But there is a condition.
He still hasn't told me why he is so crying that day I met him on the train .
He is a very brave man.
He was in Cuba for business affairs during the revolution
Somehow he managed to convince Both sides he was together
He infiltrated the guerrillas on behalf of the government,
told the revolutionary he gathered intelligence for them.
Both sides suspicious party he is a CIA
I think finally even he doesn't know what really is.
One day he can warn a village about future attacks
About a dozen families got away.
Do you have chocolate?
I want you to do this for me, Danny
What will follow it? with my camera giving you?
Ammunition.
Not everyone has a double life.
Not everyone has a secret.
That's where you're wrong
Are you assuming parents The man is a great uncle?
I imagine he's just a few old timers he uses as a prop.
He is very good with stories.
That's when you agree follow Carl Pruitt. </ p >
He is a criminal defense attorney
I know he must have some bad associations,
but I don't think too much about it. </ p >
You were led to believe this ammunition...
is for potential divorce process?
He never really the divorce
Right.
The way he didn't say what he didn't say
About a week on, it started to attract .
That was the first time did you see James Fenetree?
Well, we were not formally introduced, but, yes, that's it.
Of course we already know that.
For the record, I didn't leave it.
So, sometimes scorpions stung too
You play the week -the last week and for days looking for an excuse.
Did you say something wrong, doing a callous action?
Could it be that it's very fragile?
Or you can continue.
Envy couples who have have been together for so long...
they don't remember why
In one-eyed land, jealous of blind people.
With the approach of Americans, they are in a hurry...
to finish with us
Finally it's my turn.
I think back little girl near the train.
In a bad place looks so big...
Also very small,
so every day...
I believe...
that this little action goodness saved my life
I have to know that there is something else,
some people are there who can be kind and kind
You don't see anything strange about He shows you about Carl Pruitt? </ P>
Not a family portrait. </ P>
It was taken with a telephoto lens. </ P>
Well, he doesn't like take the picture
Right. Native person
I think I have a lot of faith.
Well, I think all of you People the movie is atheist.
Only when it comes to God.
In the morning, so much excitement
Camp guard is gone
People are running around.
Americans have freed the camp
They have hot food for us...
Only a few broths with a little meat
But it's been a long time having something so hot and good,
I eat it so fast that it's a bit The cross is off, and I'm almost choking.
Just think...
If I were all done I had choked...
for this kind of gift
I took it out of my mouth...
and hung it on my neck.
A Jewish child
I'm tired of explaining it.
So if they think I have repented, leave them.
I've seen Pruitt enter the building several times,
so I decided to get a better look.
Ever seen him before?
Spider's name.
Of course.
Carl represents him several times.
He is required to do certain the number of pro bono jobs.
And spiders?
He is a provider. Medicines, girls, you name it.
Carl likes to be paid one way or another.
Are you asking for time? </ P>
Do I need some kind of wrist band? </ P>
This is not part of the club. </ P>
I can't pass it < br /> this guy,
so I thought I will be back tonight.
He must rest sooner or later
You don't think you might get into your head
Ever tried and jumped a moving train?
If something is you need to tell me...
about your relationship with this young woman,
will now be the time
I think I'm not a suspect.
But you are willing to enter into a potentially dangerous situation....
armed with a video camera.
I think I want to know what's real...
and anything imagery himself in my head
I need to know whether it is maybe to know someone,
really knows someone
It seems very important. </ p >
My wife died last year. Thirty years.
I got a call that I usually made. Car accident.
Funny thing, he not even tonight,
but he comes out.
He will go to see the man he is screwing.
For weeks I bounce off between anger, hurt , lose.
The hardest thing is jumping from one feeling to the next.
I can't get a foothold.
So I'm finally decide to choose one emotion
I tried to remember it who he is...
and why I love him
And then when it's dark the feeling will increase,
I will...
What do you call that when? You change lead into gold?
Alchemy. </ P>
I will take everything about him, Even the things I hate,
and I will tell him in my mind how it makes me love him...
because that's what made it who he is, even the shortcomings
I see it every day.
Love someone half your life, then wake up one morning...
and you can't find any things about them not to hate.
I've seen women carved for ribbons by men ..
that two days ago will definitely jump in front of the truck to be saved
I won't let that happen.
I won't turn away gold to lead
What does it work?
Sometimes.
You know, there is a tab on the camera menu, </ p >
You can turn it off counting lights?
That way the suspect doesn't know he's being recorded
You're good. You share . I am sharing.
Really?
Didn't Jesus say, "What is truth"?
Actually, I thought it was Pilate.
I finally succeeded to New York
I found a job with a relative who sold small gifts,
religious knickers from the church
He always made fun of me
"Sir," he called me because of the cross
"Go and sell the saints."
So every day I go to wheelbarrow out on Coney Island.
I can't believe how happy everyone...
is just for nothing, for some cotton candy...
and some silly rides.
This happiness is stranger to me...
than new languages
One day I pushed my cart...
Right now this beautiful young woman is approaching to buy something for her niece
I hear she has an accent, so we start speaking German
I don't ever spoke about my experience...
with Gentiles, certainly not German
But he was very kind, very gentle, </ p >
I let him know I'm a Jew.
He can think of the rest.
So many different between us,
but it's so easy to talk to him
I've never forgotten his smile.
Finally he bought a piece of knick-knacks,
and I reached down to put it in the bag,
and the cross comes out from under my shirt
His eyes become very big...
like two blue puddle.
"Where did you get this?" he asked.
I didn't want to tell him the whole story,
But of course he already knew. <
"Why is a Jewish boy? wearing a cross?"
It seems like forever.
We both said nothing. </ p >
Then there are tears in his eyes
"I was punished when I told My parents, I have lost it."
I have find my savior,
the little girl who has kindness saw me through hard times.
I left the cart there on the path,
and we walked for hours, just talking...
Two people are very different.
It feels like we know each other throughout our lives,
which, of course, we have...
in our imagination
Seeing the worst that people can,
Me too have seen the best for him.
Now after I found him, I promised him, promised myself,
I will never lose him again.
And I've never broken that promise
I'm wrong.
You don't want to choose between the two a great love and a story that great
What do you think that is this?
I woke up one morning,
and I saw my mother standing above the kitchen sink ,
and suddenly I know what hell is.
You see the world, but you are not in it
People - people walk past your grave,
laugh, live, forget you
But still you,
an awareness bead in a universe that doesn't care.
But what if there is a solution?
What if there is a bridge for a moment,
story, a sentence of our life?
Is it we become part of the story?
Is it our eternity?
I don't know why I didn't do it Tell him about the Herzman family.
I want to know if it saved my life
He took a taxi with me.
The idea is that I collect the record and we'll meet later at the restaurant.
You should fight for it.
You think it's him imperfections that you love,
But that's really just the story.
Making you a better man...
than those who want leaving him for someone younger.
Big lost love has its appeal,
even for a girl like me.
Stories don't age and die.
You can tell them repeatedly.
The problem, they always end up the same
Seriously, man, what fuck do you think
Fair question
I mean , what do you expect?
Damn if I know.
Damn if not.
Good
Yes? Well,
take it to the grave
What am I doing here? </ P>
Hey, man, you're chugged here on the steam yourself.
That is a rhetorical question.
I ask myself.
I know what "rhetorical" means.
Disrespect.
Do you know what I like about vampire stories?
Good once.
I can't begin to guess.
Victims must be invited vampires at
I think I might have misjudged you
This is a common mistake.
Do you really think can you have it?
Think of him ever Show yourself that actually?
I don't think I think.
That's where you're wrong, partner
You think too much
Girl like Lexi, he's not about mind
He tells you what floats his boat?
Tell you to grab his hair,
push his face into the pillow?
Tell him he likes to be rude?
I only have funny thoughts.
Will not think you will in a laugh.
About a patron saint for the lost cause
Yeah, that's one of the raps.
Unlike you, I didn't imagine it the first man he said.
Maybe not the first one to use < br /> It's around his neck too.
You always trust women when they say you're their first?
Actually I never believed that.
Well, there's still hope for you.
You know, of course, it's a scorpion
And Spider is your name Why are you...
Why do you have scorpion tattoos?
You have the right to keep quiet
Hey, I just said Only say
In the end, doing all of that exhaustion really paid off?
I mean, look where I am. See where you sit.
Didn't that attack you? funny? </ P>
Well, not funny. </ P>
I have this theory about intelligence...
That is blocking looking at something
What? Do you think he cares
Just what I thought. </ P>
Only smart people that's really stupid
Here's another smart guy. See how damn smart? </ P>
So, want to hear the plan? </ P >
Our girl asks you to get some shit in the old Carl there, which is not difficult to do.
He is much more interested in pain than women.
What's the difference?
But you fell in love with it.
Decide you have to have it.
He brings it out to a man.
Let me guess.
I killed him.
See? They are smart again. </ P>
Why did I kill him if he killed him? Will leave him? </ P>
Wait a minute. </ P>
Because of him fucking put nails through your hands
Of course, I've done it following Pruitt,
collecting all these recordings, so that it has certain logic .
Spiders
Scorpions.
Whatever your name is Arachnid!
You like pain or something?
Listen, I know smart has limitations,
but mute won't catch you very good.
Seriously? </ p >
You really think you will end...
on paradise island with him?
What you really don't know , what are you
- He's not real - No? </ p >
He just shows you what he needs
Look, someone like you will never get what he is about.
Upper waist West Side. </ P>
Think I don't know you? </ P>
You walk, scared to give the smallest violation. </ P>
Tell them what they want to hear, fuck on their schedule,
nine steps tiptoe behind them.
You're right, hoss
He will never be real to you. </ P>
It's almost finished here
And you think that nail that's a good idea because
He pisses me off. / p>
So, let me go straight.
He killed Carl, then he hammer nails into his own hands
Carl patted him with nails, but he freed himself.
He do Carl with the knife,
and Carl is only left in it to put a bullet between his eyes.
What did I say about improvisation?
Where is he? I want to see it.
I've been waiting a long time.
Who are you?
Jesus.
Now he's dead.
He doesn't know you.
You have a gun
It's cold when they come.
Why doesn't he know you? </ P>
No. Let me. </ P>
You are sure, dear
He is my responsibility
There is my girl
Come on. You can do better than that
If that makes a difference, I'm sorry.
Can't blame the scorpion for stinging you
What did he say?
About living an alternative future in the last moment of your life
The last future your life right
What is this? What is it this?
Are you always the last one? to realize that you are dead?
Always the last to realize have you died all this time?
Maybe it should be so pay more attention
Well, that is death that I crossed my eyes.
No. Let me. </ P>
There is my girl
For the record, I never liked it rude. </ P>
He pisses me off. </ P>
Anda tidak seperti yang saya pikirkan.
You are exactly what I think.
He won't need it.
So where are you going?
A warm place.
Who are you when did you get there?
You found me that much When I found myself, Danny.
Vampires can't enter < br /> without invitation
I know he doesn't come with the line itself.
You want me to tell you it's real to me </ p >
That I love you if only for a while?
That's why you live and the Spider is dead.
Good.
I love you. </ P>
I always. </ P>
Our souls are born with at the beginning of time. </ P>
I can't tell you anything you don't know
I trust you.
Will you remember me
Safe bet
The problem is, even after all,
I want to believe.
Duct-affixed to the chair, nails through my hands,
two people die on the floor,
I still want to believe it.
Homo credit. Man of faith.
Pretty damn stupid
Just overmatched
They're smarter than us. You know that.
At least you're not one of them people die on the floor
Does that make me a suspect?
I don't think you got killed Carl Pruitt.
And I'm not really think that he ever expected you to take rap
My guess is the plan is to get rid of it Pruitt and Spider at the same time.
So why use me ?
What spiders don't have in moral clarity,
He is made on smart roads.
He knows someone must have to take a fall for Pruitt. </ P>
Well, he assured him that's you...
so he won't know that's him all this time. </ P>
But why kill Spider? </ P>
I think he has a short fuse on this kind of thing
Tell him he likes to be rude? </ P>
He never married Carl. </ P>
It seems he doesn't know him. </ P>
He knows him. </ P>
But I decided at that time I would never be a victim. </ P >
Mother married him.
He killed him.
DA went for premeditated murder
Carl claimed that he came to him with a kitchen knife
He was released.
He never said it he married him
What?
Or that he was he who defeated him He just...
You look in the mirror One morning and realize...
It's not only your mother's eyes Got it, it's bruised around them.
He just...
He just let me fill in the blanks
It turns out that mother insisted on it Carl made blind trust for Lexi... </ p >
before he marries her
Carl establishes his trust will not apply...
until he and his mother die.
He always wants me to be provided,
so he agreed to put something for me.
He cleansed that trust three days ago.
I imagined him connected to him Spider as a way to get to Pruitt.
He represents him on some beef medicine.
As soon as Spider puts his hand On him, his fate is set.
You know all this time. <
Be good if we can see the rest of the room
Well, I'll be more careful Next time I drop my camera.
Will you make me a recording that you have collected? </ P>
So I'm free to go? </ P>
I'm curious though. </ P>
Before you mentioned something about the couple, the Herzman family.
Something you never told him.
I don't want it to do this. Never.
I was in camp, as I said
And I saw a lot of trains passing by inmates
But I never even see Morris.
That day at Coney Island was the first time we met.
We fell in love and were married.
The important part is true.
But the story of the girl with the cross? Your Angel
That's what I made.
That's just knick-knacks he sell.
I think it's very funny, you know, a Jewish boy who sells crosses
I've worn it since.
But it's not even real. </ P>
Of course it's real. It's not real gold. </ P>
When book publishers check their facts,
they found the date and places don't match.
Morris came clean, but of course He lost the book and film agreement.
Why he did it? For the sake of money?
Not exactly.
It's a beautiful story. It makes people happy.
But that's not true.
Agh! It makes them feel good. <
Do you care about reading a novel? that doesn't really happen?
Are you angry at Shakespeare because Juliet never said words
Our love is real. Fifty years.
That part is real.
So what's more important?
I gave them something beautiful, and now it's gone
Is there too much beauty In the world?
Believe me, where I am < br /> Not much beauty.
A story like this must be remembering those poor souls...
more hope than a hundred golden crosses .
That's why I'm on the train When I saw Lexi for the second time.
I was on my way to follow up interview with Herzmans.
Welcome to that He never let me shoot him. </ P>
Maybe he is right. </ P>
About that captures your soul. </ P>
He asked me if I will choose great love or great stories
But is there a difference very?
In the end, you don't who do you think you are
You are who I feel.
In the material world, you are uncontrolled, unpredictable,
chatter random motion.
I caught you with words, and you know, if only for a while.
We imagine we are creating words.
But what if they created us ?
Words are spells weave magic spells
what will close them?
Why don't I know Detective Martin?
I guess I've never been pure victim or suspect
You could say that an accomplice of sorts.
Check my heart
Why I give him memory? card, let him take care of his soul?
Why am I back there, meaningful?
Sometimes you only need find out how the story ends
Of course, I returned it to my hard drive
I really miss it Our conversation, Danny.
But this time I go have to imagine your side.
On the one hand, that too...
because we never can right- right to know each other, right?
Men and women, people and people,
we are alone in the end.
But maybe it's okay.
That's what make us hope and fear and sometimes love each other.
That's what keeps us awake at night...
and makes us pull the blanket over where we head against morning glare.
This is the pulse in your brain at 4.00 am when you look for a bathroom...
in a stranger's apartment to urinate chemicals from the night before.
Finger it scratch the tile, </ p >
my knees point to the ceiling, my back is curved like a cat.
Love is religion, a rejection of death,
a down become fiction and impossibility,
candle lighting, an impossible bridge,
babbling crazy people above the city of IRT
This is the basement of this tenement the smell of cockroaches and his death.
Jesus is above Rio.
Denial of death
This is sex and it withers away.
This is blood on the floor.
You will kill for that < br /> and die for it
This is hope and death hope.
You will open the shroud and see Face engraved on the ground and sweat.
It fills you up and empties you in the same heartbeat.
Bridge that is impossible.
This is hope and death hope.
Love without sex is life without death.
Harmless sex is God without demons.
If you can't risk being damned, don't imagine you can ever love.
Love ties your arms to the cross,
moves the nails through your hands and feet.
Love is a spear that pierces your side...
and blood and gall the spark is on the ground.
This is a cup of vinegar pressed to your lips...
and thorns Push it to your scalp.
This is a desert mirage , an echo in the cave,
your own words re-taunts you
That's all good paintings you'll ever see...
and the way we know the art of scratching an elephant can make with his suitcase.
Hard center or soft?
Soft.
Never cared for for a hard center.
I also don't.