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:52:05
Hey, deadheads! Where you going?
:52:08
Why don't you come here and eat?
:52:10
Hey, shorty,
where you gonna feed her?

:52:13
Your wife! Well, come on over then
and buy her a decent meal for a change.

:52:48
Checco! It stinks
like hell over here!

:52:51
Did you have to give us a table
next to the manhole?

:52:55
It's not true! That's the smell
of history, honey, centuries.

:52:58
You shit! You shit!
I'll slit your belly open.

:53:01
You always believe everything
that dumb bitch tells you?

:53:09
There! It's Gore Vidal,
the American writer. Let's ask him.

:53:12
Good evening, Mr. Vidal.
:53:14
Mind if we disturb you
for just two minutes?

:53:20
Well, you ask me why an American writer
would want to live in Rome.

:53:25
First of all,
because I like the Romans.

:53:28
They don't give a damn
whether you're dead or alive.

:53:31
They're neutral, like the cats!
:53:33
Rome is the city of illusions.
:53:36
Not only by chance, you have here
the church, the government, the cinema.

:53:39
They each produce illusions...
:53:42
like you do and like I do.
:53:45
We're getting closer and closer
to the end of the world...

:53:48
because of too many people.
:53:51
Too many cars, poisons.
:53:53
And what better city than Rome,
which has been reborn so often?

:53:58
What place could be more peaceful...

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