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Type: Biography   Region: Singapore   Year: 2020  
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《Three Little Kittens (Short 1934)》Storyline
Someone called out her name, "Tina" and cackled at her, as she was terrorized.The brown fedora-wearing individual - with the bladed hand - tore through some canvas near her and lunged at her, as she ran to an open furnace fire and screamed, and was grabbed from behind.She is confident that enamoured men will ""faint at her feet"".Upon their return home from dinner, Gerry matter-of-factly states: "Well, you know we don""t love each other anymore.They traded barbed quips at each other:Maria: Whenever I start to tell a story, you finish it.If I go on a diet, you lose the weight.If I have a cold, you cough.And if we should ever have a baby, I""m not so sure I""d be the mother.Joseph:I""m satisfied o be the father.[Note: Joseph""s line surprisingly passed through the censorship board at the time.]Mr.Dobosh complained that Bronski""s Hitler portrayal and his unbelievable costuming were unsatisfactory, and then told off the make-up man (Armand ""Curly"" Wright) - "It""s not convincing.Tibbs noticed a recent manicure of the man""s hands and a massive head wound.He requested many different tools, to Ulam""s annoyance, as he removed he man""s shoes and socks, and clearly demonstrated his impressive professionalism and depth of experience:Ammonium hydrosulfide, benzidine, some peroxide of hydrogen, copper powder, distilled water, a six-inch celluloid scale, thermometer, some tweezers, callipers, and some oothpicks.It reminds me of the broken battlements of my own castle, Transylvania."Lucy is hypnotically fascinated by the Count.The abbey reminds her of an old toast:Lofty timbers, the walls around are bare, echoing o our laughter as though the dead were there.
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