Don Juan DeMarco
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1:13:02

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My mother was not
having an affair.

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Well, I think
you can understand...

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how the thought
might have occurred to me...

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when you told me
how your father died.

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lt's never been clear
to me what...

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what your mother meant
when she cried out...

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''l will lose both ofthem !''
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Did she mean both
her husband and her son...

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or both of her lovers?
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My mother...
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was not having an affair.
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Do you understand
why it's necessary--

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Shut up!
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You think I don't know...
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what's going on with you,
Don Octavio, but I do.

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You need me
for a transfusion...

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because your own blood
has turned to dust...

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and clogged your heart.
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Your need for reality...
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Your need for a world
where love is flawed...

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will choke your veins
until all the life is gone.

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My perfect world is no less real
than yours, Don Octavio.

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lt is only in my world
that you can breathe, isn't it?

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lsn't it?
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You're right.
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My...my world is...
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Not perfect.
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What is this thing
that happens with age?

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Why does everyone
want to pervert love...

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and suck it bone-dry
ofall its glory?

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Why do you bother
to call it love anymore?

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