Delicate Crime Page #4
- Year:
- 2005
- 87 min
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in but a few hours...
if I could be sure of life
until the break of day...
were mine vengeance otherwise.
Whereas I cannot be sure of life,
I shall take another...
though less splendid,
equally terrifying vengeance.
- Enter!
- Good sir!
On my knees, I beg thee: Let me
not die suffering the false piety...
of mine subjects who all about me
will be laughing to themselves...
...at mine pleas and my forsakenness!
- Enter!
Bye, everybody.
Antonio Martins...
- It's a pleasure.
- Likewise.
Maria Luisa.
- How are things?
- Fine.
- I don't know what to say...
- It's okay.
Well, it's been a pleasure.
Wait!
I knew you'd be here today.
I always read yours reviews and...
- I'm a little embarrassed.
- Don't be. Everything is fine.
- Really?
- Yes.
- But it may seem that I...
- It doesn't, okay?
- Have you eaten yet?
- No.
What about dinner?
I don't go out with actresses.
Fine.
Neither I with critics.
Shall we?
Where to?
Hello!
- Are you lonesome?
- Why?
- You look like a lonely man.
- Is that so?
Like those who need care.
That's good.
You know a lot about men,
don't you?
- Enough.
- For what?
- To take care of them.
- How nice.
Have you ever been married?
- I've had some affairs.
- Did they last long?
Is this some sort of interrogatory
for a gossip magazine?
- I'm the journalist here.
- I'm sorry.
- I was just asking.
- What for?
I don't know.
Isn't that why we go out with people?
I don't know. I came because you
had something to say to me.
Maybe you have,
and I think I know what it is.
You probably want to establish
some sort of intimacy...
so that you can ask me what
thus compromising
my opinion a little.
If not about the play,
It must be difficult for you since
you've been working hard...
for so long on your career and
saw in me a way to leverage it.
Bringing me here,
exposing me as your trophy.
Maybe you wanted that,
and maybe I wanted things too.
Who knows,
Maybe you could
slowly suck my dick...
while I wrote an exclusive about
the great revelation of the stages.
Maybe you could be a little more
generous, meeting me now and then...
to change this lonely
appearance you say I have.
I might even fall in love,
which wouldn't be difficult and...
soon I'd notice that passion is
an invention of bourgeois literature.
Then you'd regret approaching me...
realizing that a shitty compliment...
means nothing more than a
good f*** on a cold night.
That on the next day would be
no more than a memory.
Maybe I could look into your eyes,
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