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1:16:00
"and she's the weapon I left
at the scene of the crime.

1:16:02
"l only hope my prints
are wiped off."

1:16:04
-Shut up.
-You must know when to let go.

1:16:07
-We'll always love each other.
-A short-circuit love.

1:16:10
-Yes, it hardens.
-It's bleak.

1:16:12
It's sealed like a safe,
but I'm sure...

1:16:13
It's too late. You can't open
a safe when the key is inside.

1:16:16
Yes, Alex, you can.
You know all about safes.

1:16:22
I'm counting on you.
1:16:28
-What?
-You could be wrong.

1:16:31
-So, we agree?
-Yes.

1:16:34
-On everything?
-Yes. Is that your daughter?

1:16:37
No, my niece.
1:16:39
I'm bringing her up.
1:16:41
Why is she outside?
1:16:43
I don't want her near the gang.
1:16:46
You are the gang.
1:16:48
-I was.
-It's not me.

1:16:52
One day, she'll be an artist.
1:16:55
She already writes
beautiful poetry.

1:16:58
Anything else?
1:17:00
-Do you have the house pastry?
-What do you mean by "house"?

1:17:05
-Yes, what do you mean?
-Forget it.

1:17:08
Don't look now.
1:17:10
That man with white hair--
1:17:13
I think its Jean Cocteau
the poet.

1:17:15
Jean Cocteau is dead.
1:17:21
No, look, he's moving.
1:17:29
-Have you no questions?
-No.

1:17:32
Take care, Tongue-tied.
1:17:36
I'm warning you.
I don't like traitors, betrayal.

1:17:40
A woman betrayed me one day.
1:17:44
Or rather, one night.
1:17:48
She didn't live
to tell the tale.

1:17:50
You poor sod.
1:17:55
Poor sod.
1:17:57
Did you hear?

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