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Antonioni short film “Superstizione”
“You ought to calm down, darling. You sound insane.”
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(by Jonathan Moyal)
" I’m not. ” He turns away from the other man, stooping to pick his briefcase up off the floor. Did Edward really enjoy his company or did he just like toying with him? Tempting him. The case rested on the edge of the lawyer’s desk and opened just enough for a few papers to be slid inside before, then locked shut again. He pauses at the last pair of comments, fingers lingering on the briefcase’s latches. " —Is that right? "
Edward watches the back of the man's head for a few seconds before nonchalantly hiding both of his hands inside his pockets, sighing a bit helplessly. The other man despite his crimes still had an ethical code. Something to hold on to that kept him from jumping over the edge like some of his other clients. But Ed could fix that. "...Of course." He fluttered his lashes in fake disbelief. "Mr. Levoisier, I care deeply about my clients' safety. I do not think prison is a healthy environment for a man like you."
Every Wednesday, I go to St. Paul’s Cathedral on Ashland. They have a soup kitchen.
What would you do if Mr. Levoisier were to perish?
"Mourn him. Offer my regards tofriends and family…And move on.It wouldn’t be the first time oneof my clients died. One mustn’tdwell too much on these things.It would be unhealthy.”
Do you blame yourself for your sister's death?
"—To some extent, yes. I just wish I had seen itcoming. I miss her terribly.”
Controllers, abusers and manipulative people don’t question themselves. They don’t ask themselves if the question is them. They always say the problem is someone else.
Darlene Ouimet (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Stephen King, The Stand
( Looking at the book in the male’s hands, she attempted to read the
title, although it was in a language she could not understand; Although, she was taking French lessons, but the lessons had only just begun. She would not know blood from apple in the language if someone spoke it )
“Will you read some lines from it? I love how French sounds. Please, mister?”
( At the mention of her book, she smiled, a nod coming from her as she grabbed the book from his hands and placed it on the tabletop, a finger being lifted to the cover before she began to trace the letters in the title. Looking up at him, she shrugs in reply )
“—A bit, but I like it.”
( Evangeline Martin is someone who craves attention, someone who will whine and cause havoc to those who refuse to give it to her. So as she hears the man’s question, she has one of three ways to reply to it: lie, tell the truth, or give a sarcastic answer. She goes with the last option, opening her mouth to speak )
“How old do you want me to be?”
Edward watches the younger woman with a blank stare and he immediately notices a familiar glint in her eye. There's something wrong with this kid. And the lawyer can't help but to curl his lips in slight amusement. She asks for him to read in French but Mr. York simply watches her, hands nonchalantly letting her book slip from between his fingers. There was something about the way she moved...The way she talked that demanded his full attention. Or tried to seduce him into focusing solely on her and nothing else. A little snake in the grass disguised by the supposed innocence and sweetness of childhood. But Ed could smell it. A darker, more bitter and exotic perfume that brushed past him so quickly he almost couldn't catch it. That last question does it though.
Mr. York smirks, leaning in a bit closer so that he can speak in a lower tone. A seductive purr. But the words that roll out of his tongue aren't half as pleasant. "Hopefully old enough to walk yourself home." He flashes a wider grin then and snaps his little book shut, calmly moving to put it away inside his bag.
"I'm sure your parents are wondering about where you are. Wouldn't want to keep them waiting."
When I’m broken, I am whole And when I’m whole, I’m broken