Tristana
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:19:00
- Haven't you got one?
- I'm not hungry

:19:03
The truth is there's only one
and we gave it to you

:19:09
You eat it. Do as I say
:19:12
- Why don't you buy more food?
- How? You won't let me buy on credit

:19:16
Our income doesn't last out the month;
we'll have to do something

:19:24
Like it or not, we're the slaves
of filthy money, child...

:19:29
...and it's still filthy even if
we give it to the needy

:19:34
...whoever they may be
:19:36
If I may say so, sir, all that about
whoever they may be...

:19:41
This is horrible!
:19:43
When you've neither money nor appetite
you take a black view of everything

:19:54
What's the matter with her?
:19:56
Probably she's remembering her mother,
or she needs to get out a bit

:20:01
- Doesn't she go to church?
- What kind of fun is that?

:20:05
You should let me take her for walks
in the sun sometimes

:20:11
An honest woman breaks her leg at home!
:20:15
You disagree?
:20:25
You're always wearing the same clothes;
haven't you any others?

:20:32
This can't go on; you look a fright
:20:36
From tomorrow you'll end your mourning.
I'll see you have new clothes

:20:41
This mourning is a primitive custom,
like painting one's body

:20:55
Some of this stuff isn't worth
anything nowadays...

:20:59
...but there are some fine pieces,
although they're difficult to sell


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