Death Is Beautiful: Michele Soavi Directs Dellamorte Dellamore Page #2

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Nothing will separate

us. I swear. Nothing!

Nothing will separate us.

Nothing, my love. Nothing!

-Not even Death.

-Not even Death.

Dellamorte? Are you

in there? Dellamorte!

Jesus, you scared me to death!

-You're looking for me, chief Straniero?

-Dr. Vercesi called.

-What happened last night?

-Why are you asking me? She's dead.

l know she's dead, but

how did that happen?

-Her husband.

-Sure!

He came back from the dead, raped

her then beat her to death, right?

-No, he didn't rape her.

-You always crack me up, you know?

-Dr. Vercesi, are you spying on us?

-Here's the certificate.

Her heart stopped from fear, it

wasn't a bite that killed her.

She died while making...

you know... Doing it.

You know what that means, my boy?

l'll have to look somewhere else

for the creep who killed her.

-You're no longer a suspect.

-Why not?

You know what I mean.

Don't make me say it.

Go on, you can say it. l

don't mind. I'm impotent!

Don't use that word. A young

man like you, at your age!

-Did she have any relatives?

-No. No relatives, no friends.

Well, I have to say that... Sh*t!

This is definitely not my style.

-Can I keep her here?

-lf you pay for the funeral...

You can do whatever you want with her.

-Does that wrap it up?

-But a killer's on the lose.

The weather's changing, at last!

l can't forgive myself

for having lied to you.

l don't have a degree in biology.

l didn't even finish high school.

l haven't read more than

two books in my whole life.

One... never finished.

The other's the phone book.

l don't want her to become a Returner.

l don't want to see her again.

-No!

-Yes, my love.

-Don't make me do it!

-But you do it so well!

-Not to you.

-lt will be better with me than with the others.

Gna?

You do it.

Go on! lf you finish fast,

l'll buy you an ice cream.

Here comes the Unforgiven!

The man whose dick's so

small he needs tweezers!

Way to go!

-He could become a woman. That'd solve it!

-You can sew it back!

They can stitch it right on if

you've got one to start with.

Forget it, I started that rumour.

The more they laugh, the

further away they seem.

You can never be too different, Gnaghi.

-Maybe you can.

-Engineer!

Engineer! Come, have a seat.

-Well, well. What a surprise.

-lt's a miracle to see you here.

lt's a miracle seeing

you here, Mr. Mayor.

So, how are things,

down at our cemetery?

How do you think they are?

Population's shrinking.

You are lucky, my dear engineer.

You can't imagine how

things are at the town hall.

Now that the elections are upon

us, it is chaos! Right, lnspector?

-Nobody wants to lose their job!

-l was hoping for a New Deal.

-Daddy, what's this?

-This is my assistant, Gnaghi.

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