domingo, 7 de março de 2010

Lang, inevitavelmente...


"One day, we walked into an appartment house where a man was accused of murder. We found cut off hands under his bed. Or another one - whom I never met, I heard, only, about him - who made sausages out of wondering young people, you know? But as long as you haven`t seen what I saw. For example, let me see, a woman in a small shop - where you can buy food and cans and anything - lying killed over the table where she sells things, you know?

The blood drops in, drops, drops... Only then you can understand why the police is for capital punishment."

Fritz Lang

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