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Type: Musical   Region: France   Year: 2011  
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《《Tajemnica dzikiego szybu (1956)》》Storyline
..They""re inventing new Terminators, new ways of killing us.Skynet is planning something big.But the Resistance is planning something bigger.This is John Connor.If you""re listening to this, you are the Resistance."After jump-starting a vehicle at the observatory, Marcus"" dangerous plan (as opposed to Kyle""s idea to join up with Resistance forces to the East), was to travel north, even though the machines controlled the entire northern sector up to San Francisco.The one that sent you down the road to Shitsburg.This? Well, this was mine." He told the Recruiter as he was wheeled in for surgery - strapped onto a stretcher: "Just promise you""ll do right by me.We brought you here.It""s the truth.We lived in peace together.It was Semos.He""s the one who killed everybody." Attar believed Leo, telling Thade: "Everything I have believed is a lie.You and your family have betrayed us.I won""t help you anymore." Thade was incensed and fired the gun wildly, but to no avail - and eventually crouched huddled under the control panel.But I cannot flatter myself o that extent.Possibly those thunders are for dear Shelley - heaven""s applause for England""s greatest poet.Shelley: What of my Mary?Lord Byron: She is an angel.Mary: You think so?Lord Byron: Do you hear? Come, Mary.Come and watch the storm.Mary: You know how lightning alarms me.Shelley darling, will you please light these candles for me?Shelley: (laughing) Mary, darling.Lord Byron: Astonishing creature.Mary: I, Lord Byron?Lord Byron: Frightened of thunder, fearful of the dark.And yet you have written a tale that sent my blood into icy creeps.Mary: (giggling) Ha, ha, ha.Lord Byron: Look at her Shelley.Can you believe that bland and lovely brow conceived of Frankenstein, a Monster created from cadavers out of rifled graves? Isn""t it astonishing?Mary: I don""t know why you should think so.