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:06:00
"...I thought Death must be
whirling very close...

:06:04
"...and will soon grab me too.
:06:06
"But the thought of death
did not bother me a bit.

:06:08
"When a filmmaker doesn't make
films or a writer doesn't write...

:06:12
"...that is death.
:06:15
In fact, I am not afraid of dying.
I am afraid of living a futile life."

:06:43
I'm going straight ahead.
:06:45
Fine with me, I'll accompany you
as far as you go.

:07:04
How old is the baby?
:07:08
One day old.
:07:10
You gave birth only yesterday...
:07:12
...and now you are on the road
all by yourself?

:07:15
You're born alone,
and you die alone.

:07:19
In the villages, women give birth
on the farm...

:07:21
...then get up
and continue working.

:07:25
But we're not in the village.
:07:33
Can I turn the music on?
Won't it wake up the baby?

:07:43
No, he won't wake up.
:07:47
He is dead.
:07:50
Dead?!
:07:52
What are you doing on the road
with a dead child?

:07:56
Where's your husband?

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