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What's that?
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What you will tell him
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when you are in the cellar.
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This?
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This bunch of crap,
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who ever the author
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of the director is,
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it's still crap.
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If you are asking for my opinion...
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This is my opinion!
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You are a poet, Marko!
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Write poems!
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What's wrong?
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The truth!
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The truth?
-Yes, dear.

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You know, the truth...
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No text, dear,
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contains the truth.
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These things only exists in life.
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You are the truth.
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You.
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You are supposed to be the truth.
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There is no truth, except your own believe
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that what you act is the truth.
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Art is a lie.
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One big lie.
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We are all liars.
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At least a bit.
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Son of a bitch! Bastard!

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