Pasolini Page #4

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So he turns to Nunzio and asks

"Now what?"

and Nunzio replies: "There's no such a thing as the end.

Let's wait, something has to happen...

I want to shoot this movie as soon as I can.

I'm going... Bye.

Goodnight.

Jack Palance, can I drive it?

You don't even have the license for it.

Were have ya been?

Far away.

Come.

That's beautiful.

Did you steal it?

No, a friend of mine gave it to me,

he bought it in America.

How's it going tonight?

I can't complain.

Are you hungry?

Sure!

- Good evening professor.

- Good evening.

Ah thanks.

Giuseppina, the professor is here.

Good evening, Professor.

Good evening.

Evening.

What would you like to eat?

What would you like?

He will have some spaghetti

and some chicken breast..

And as for me... I've already eaten.

What can I take you to drink?

A beer for me.

Nothing for me, thanks.

And now... Are you working?

I work at the body shop, now and then.

Really?

Do you like it?

Well...it's a pain in the ass,

scratchin' all day.

You're welcome.

But... Do you like cars?

Sure.

What about mine?

A bit, yes.

I can let you drive it.

I already have one but

the start engine is broken,

and I'm broke.

Do you have a girlfriend?

Yes.

What do you do with her?

Do you like going dancing?

Sure, she likes going going dancing

I do too.

But it's too expensive.

You don't need money to dance.

You always need money.

But it's not like... you get in trouble, is it?

What do you mean?

With... the police.

F*** the police they're

fuckheads.

Last time they arrested me

because of some bullshit

Enjoy

It's good, isn't it?

Good evening.

See you soon, professor.

Why don't we go to the seaside?

Yes but how long does it take?

I've got things to do.

Don't worry, it's totally worth it.

Aha!

What the f*** are you doing?

Look at that sexy car, f*ggot,

it's yours?

What the f*** do these two

faggots think they're doing showing their asses?

What do you think?

Let me tell you what

these two faggots are doing.

Take out the money, c*nt.

Go to the car!

Get this f*ggot up...

You f***er...

Get him up... You suck so much,

Imma break your dick, f***er...

You cocksucker!...

Get this shithead up.

You f*ggot...

You fuckhead...

You cocksucker!

I'm breaking it...

You really are a f*ggot...

You c*nt!

I aint't get it...

He was here.

I'm sure, he was here.

What?

Heaven?

Listen, I can't take it anymore!

Just like all comets,

even this comet I've followed

was bullshit.

Ma senza non fosse stata ska strunzata,

Earth, I would have never known you..

But... what now?

What now, nothin.

There's no such a thing as the end.

Let's wait.

Something has to happen.

I can't take it,

I just can't tell her

that they killed her another son.

Let me tell her.

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