Who's Crazy? Page #3
-[whimpering]
[playing softly]
If you happen to speak...
speak only when it is necessary.
So I speak to you now,
but soon the vibrations...
you will feel them.
Vibrations of love...
are very strong!
Space, no distance.
[all vibrating]
Everything is holy.
The poem is holy.
That man said it.
The games of children,
pure and free like the wind.
Look up, look and see the sun shining.
And the blue, the cobalt blue...
it's all around us.
And you don't see it.
[man] That's crazy.
Sure.
- Everything is nothing.
-[man] Crazy.
-[woman] Crazy.
- Yes!
-[man] You're out of your mind.
- With a new freedom.
Paranoid!
Im going to marry this woman immediately!
[no audible dialogue]
[no audible dialogue]
[no audible dialogue]
[man] With this stick...
we end all evil.
With this holy stick, we end all hate.
With this holy stick,
we end all sorrow.
And now you will become
eternally united...
happy, content.
[bell tinkling]
This white liquid...
is the male.
This bread...
the female.
[all chanting]
[chanting continues]
[all vocalizing, chanting]
[vocalizing, chanting]
Okay.
[speaking German]
Damn snow.
I think it's this, uh, house.
Ja.
[speaking foreign language]
[sharp whistle]
[man] It brings...
eternal life.
Freedom and peace.
Truth...
health and sanity.
[shrieking, vocalizing]
[chattering, singing]
[man] Some more of this.
-[banging on table]
-[man shouts]
Spa-shear.!
Spaghett...
-[all laughing]
Ah, yeah!
Yeah! Yeah!
[all vocalizing]
[man] Bread. Bread.
[man moans]
Now...
-[chattering]
- You weren't looking.
Nice people do not sit in this place.
[man] What?
-[loud belching]
-[man] Bravo!
[all groaning, muttering, coughing]
Sparkle!
Come on.
It's supposed to be eight o'clock.
This is too insane. Very strange.
Everybody knows that.
[all exclaiming, shrieking]
[loud clattering]
[all shouting]
WE SHALL NEVER KILL A SINGLE ONE
[shouting in foreign language]
[engine cranking]
[horn honking]
[shouting]
[coughing]
[coughing, gasping]
[shouting]
[voices chanting, vocalizing]
[woman vocalizing]
...and everything starts again
in the direction of the sun.
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