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1:17:02
As a driver, the stranger left much
to be desired. Another arm, for a start.

1:17:08
Every time he changed gear,
my suntan vanished.

1:17:11
- You know, I'm a mayor of town.
- Oh, really?

1:17:16
- Where are we going?
- I will show you. I'm a communist.

1:17:22
- Are you a communist?
- No.

1:17:24
- What are you?
- I am an imperialist lackey.

1:17:42
You see, Mama, right on top til the end.
1:17:46
The artist got 5,300 bucks for this. Used
the stills from Angels Never Die as the model.

1:17:51
You like it, Mama?
Hell of a work of art, ain 't it, Mama?

1:17:57
The beach was too remote for tourists.
1:17:59
The sand was golden and the sea blue,
but I missed the smell of sun oil and frying flesh.

1:18:05
It was a long way from my own backyard,
and a deck chair marked "King".

1:18:10
- That's why Signor Lepri left.
- That?

1:18:15
His daughter Silvana
found here dead, all naked.

1:18:25
Is this her?
1:18:29
- You know her?
- No, not who she was.

1:18:34
Buried in the sand here.
1:18:38
A shepherd find her, early in the morning.
1:18:44
It's windy. He sees her hand waving.
1:18:51
- How did she die?
- Heart.

1:18:57
- A heart attack?
- Yes.


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