Barocco
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1:11:02
He's not even buried...
1:11:04
and I feel as if it happened
ages ago.

1:11:11
I used to dream of his death.
Now it's real.

1:11:23
The others are all exploiting it.
1:11:27
Headlines, probes, blackmail.
1:11:33
What can I do with this death?
1:11:39
Weep over the body like his mother?
1:11:43
No, not me.
1:11:50
Let them bury him quickly...
1:11:53
and throw you in jail...
1:11:55
and never mention it again.
1:12:16
If you're trying
to lay me this way...

1:12:20
your gun won't make me give in.
1:12:24
You kill the man,
then rape his woman.

1:12:29
But I'm not trembling at your feet.
1:12:35
No. I don't want you...
1:12:40
and I never will.
1:12:52
I missed Samson's wake.
1:12:56
Nelly probably went there.
1:12:58
You let her out?

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