Kitten: And the other thing about the Phantom Lady was, Bert, she realized, in the city that never sleeps...
Bertie: What did she realize, Kitten?
Kitten: That all the songs she'd listened to, all the love songs, that they were only songs.
Bertie: What's wrong with that?
Kitten: Nothing, if you don't believe in them. But she did, you see. She believed in enchanted evenings, and she believed that a small cloud passed overhead and cried down on a flower bed, and she even believed there was breakfast to be had...
Bertie: Where?
Kitten: On Pluto. The mysterious, icy wastes of Pluto.
Bertie: What did she realize, Kitten?
Kitten: That all the songs she'd listened to, all the love songs, that they were only songs.
Bertie: What's wrong with that?
Kitten: Nothing, if you don't believe in them. But she did, you see. She believed in enchanted evenings, and she believed that a small cloud passed overhead and cried down on a flower bed, and she even believed there was breakfast to be had...
Bertie: Where?
Kitten: On Pluto. The mysterious, icy wastes of Pluto.
4 comentários:
vi este filme há uns meses e enterneceu-me muito a candura do personagem principal...
e ainda consigo ver os magníficos tordos nas garrafas de leite...:)***
bem, a mim, levou-me às lágrimas (o que não é muito difícil).
os tordos e as garrafas estavam demais :)
:) adoro este filme. adoro aquele homem mulher, como sabes, creio.
menina limão: tão lindo o filme, não sei como ainda não o tinha visto!
quando vi, lembrei-me da foto do kitten no teu blog :)
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