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what that might be.Doc, oh Doc.if a young manever shows up herewith ugly fingers.you know,would you please.Dear lady, please remember the wordsof the painter Paul Gauguinwho said,The ugly may be beautiful.but the pretty, never.I dont suppose that meansvery much to you.Im not stupid.Theres nothing about your past,present or future.that your handsdo not know.And there is nothingabout your handsthat Madame Zoedoes not know.I, Madame Zoe.er.Jesus-fucking-Christ!Husband.is she gonna finda husband?Oh.I see men in your life.Oh.I also see women

like a hell-broth boil and bubble,for a charm of powerful trouble.When shall we three meet again?In thunder, lightening or in rain?When the hurlyburlys done.When the battles lost and won.That will be ere the set of sun.Where to meet withMacbeth?By the pricking of my thumbs,something wicked this way comes.So foul and fair a day I have not seen.A drum, a drum!Macbeth doth come.All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee,thane of Glamis!What are these that look not likethe inhabitants o the earth, and yet are ont?Speak, if you can: what are you?Hail!/What ist you do?Hail!Hail!Hai

kings,carry them here, there,jumping oer times,turning the accomplishment ofmany years into an hourglass.For the which supply,admit me, chorus, to this history,who, prologue-like,your humble patience pray.gently to hear,kindly to judge.our play!My lord, Ill tell you.That self bill is urged,which, in the th year.of the last kings reign waslike to have passed against us.But how, my lord,shall we resist it now?It must be thought on.If it pass against us, we lose thebetter half of our possession.But what prevention?The king is full of graceand fair regard.And a t

Whats that, your needlework?No chin music.-What ship, sir?-The Bounty, for the South Seas.-Thats the end of the world.-No, he sailed there with Captain Cook.He knows the brown galsgay as kiss-me.-Whos the captain?-Bligh.-Bligh!-Seize him!How long will we be gone?Till theres enough frostin hell to kill snap beans.How long is that, sir?lve got to know.Two years, lad.Please, dont take my husband.When we had a baby,Tommy left the sea.He dont want to serve in the navy.-lts true, sir.-Sorry, the king needs six men.You cant take him! lts like forever!l cant take t

in this kingdom underthe name of roaring Harry James, waskilled in a duel, when I was fifteenyears old.EXT. GARDEN - DAYMrs. James, talking with a suitor; Roderick, at adistance.RODERICK (V.O.)My mother, after her husbandsdeath, and her retirement, lived insuch a way as to defy slander. Sherefused all offers of marriage,declaring that she lived now for herson only, and for the memory of herdeparted saint.EXT. STREET - DAYMother and son walking together.RODERICK (V.O.)My mother was the most beautifulwomen of her day. But if she wasproud of her beauty, to do herjustice, sh