Naked Lunch
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1:01:18
It's my Mujahideen.
1:01:23
For God's sake!
1:01:37
Itjumped of its own accord.
1:01:39
You did see that, didn't you?
1:01:45
Joan, are you all right?
What happened?

1:01:48
Fadela stormed in here, and-and
she threw your typewriter out the window.

1:01:53
Well, that's it.
The woman has to go.

1:01:55
She certainly seemed deadly to me.
1:01:58
Oh, I knew it.
1:02:03
Look, Tom.
1:02:05
Look.
1:02:09
This is how Fadela's
been controlling you,Joan.

1:02:13
Your blood, your pubic hair,
your fingernails.

1:02:16
Fadela controls nobody,
and you know it.

1:02:18
We have forced control upon her.
1:02:20
Poor woman's probably desperate
to get out of our household.

1:02:23
No, missus.
She's making you say everything...

1:02:25
even that.
1:02:27
You must find all of these in your house.
You must destroy them.

1:02:33
Bill...
1:02:36
I'm going to need my Martinelli.
1:02:40
I feel desperately insecure
without a typewriter in the house.

1:02:44
Yes, well, I haven't had a chance to try it out
yet, Tom. I was kind of hoping -

1:02:48
I'll leave Hafid here with you,Joanie,
in case Fadela comes back.

1:02:51
Bill and I will go to his place
and pick up the Martinelli now.

1:02:55
I'll go with Bill.
You two stay here.

1:02:57
I need to get out.

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