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Filmes (48)


Spoorloos




— All I want to know is what happened to her. — I understand, Mr.Hofman. I've put myself in your shoes. In fact, I believe that you don't want to punish me. But I'm not so certain I should. Understand? I believe you, but I must pretend that I don't. So, drink. It's truly the only way. — What's in it? — I've already told you: a sleeping pill dissolved in coffee. — The car keys. I'd love to look at them one more time. — Mr. Hofman, understand once and for all: what use are these keys to you? You're powerless. — You're bluffing! — Assume you're right. Can you be absolutely sure? — That's where your problem lies. You must keep in mind the possibility that there's no proof against me. That could spoil all your chances. Mr.Hofman, I've been analyzing what goes in your head for the last 3 years. You can leave. Even go to the police with the keys. But then, you'll never know what happened to Miss Saskia. On the other hand, drink... and you'll know. In less than 1 hour, I guarantee you.



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Russ Gibb: The Grande started in 1966, and within ten weeks it became a positive cash flow. John Sinclair (MC5 manager, poet, the Blues Scholars): The most we ever got there was $1,800, but Gibb paid us $125 a night usually. We were just so fucking...

- Crashing The System
On January 15, 1990, AT&T's long-distance telephone switching system crashed. This was a strange, dire, huge event. Sixty thousand people lost their telephone service completely. During the nine long hours of frantic effort that it took to restore...

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And now? Now I was standing in Nicole's courtyard, in the dark, listening to the loud, rhythmic, accelerated beating of my own heart. I put my left hand to my heart and my shirt felt strangely wet. I looked down at myself. For several moments, I couldn't...

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It was a simple question. "Can you remember the last day you didn't have a drink?" Laura asked in her calm, soothing voice. She wasn't threatening or nagging. She did expect an answer. My wife is the kind of person who picks her moments. This...

- Antiphon For Evariste Galois
Until the sun I have no time But the flash of thought is like the sun — Sudden, absolute: Watch at the desk, through the window raised on the flawless dark, The hand that trembles in the light, Lucid, sudden. Until the sun I have no time The image...



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