Devotion Page #2
- Year:
- 2003
- 92 min
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If I were you, I'd start praying.
I'll do anything you want.
- Anything?
- I'll make up for it.
Sounds tempting...
But I can't do it.
You know why?
- You weren't very nice to me.
- But I apologized.
I pick you up, give you money,
talk to you.
And you?
to fool me.
- What do you want?
- What I want?
You really want to know?
Are you familiar with the story
of the "Arabian Nights"?
Yes. No, not really.
Then prick up your ears.
Once upon a time there was a king.
His name was Shahryar.
One day he caught his wife in bed
with his kitchen servant.
She begged for mercy, but he
had her beheaded.
From then on the king was afraid that
all his wives would cheat on him.
Absurd, isn't it?
Big problem, but the solution
was obvious.
He asked the vizier,
his personal servant,
to bring him a virgin every night.
The next morning the ex-virgin's
head was cut off.
This went on for months
until the vizier had
trouble finding
new virgins for the king
and feared for his life.
But then the vizier's daughter
offered herself to the king.
The daughter's name was
Scheherazade.
Are you listening?
After the king took her virginity
she asked to tell a story.
He agreed and she narrated the
story of the Merchant and the Demon.
At first the king barely listened,
but the story grew ever
more exciting.
The smart girl didn't finish that
night and as morning broke,
the king was forced
to postpone her execution.
She continued the following night,
but she wove a second story into the
first and a third one into the second.
Again she left the end of
the story untold.
This went on for 1.001 nights.
Telling these stories,
the girl fought for her life.
As one day the story
finally came to an end,
she'd born many children
to the king.
And he had abandoned the idea of
killing the mother of his children.
Scheherazade told stories
for 1.001 nights.
You just have to tell me a story
for one night, and I'll let you go.
- I don't know any stories
- Make one up.
- I can't.
- You just aren't trying hard enough.
- Tell me about you.
- There's nothing to tell.
Than tell me about your parents.
Where do they live?
What do they do?
Do they have a dog?
While you are wasting time,
the cops are on their way.
So if you don't make up
you'll have a lot of time behind
bars to think of a story.
had an affair with a Moroccan.
Back home she realized
she was pregnant.
She had a girl and named her Lilly.
Lilly was deaf in one ear.
When she was ten months old,
her mom took the baby
to her grandparents
and went looking for Lilly's
dad in Morocco.
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