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Type: Animation   Region: Iran   Year: 2016  
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《《Bulan (1990)》》Storyline
The killer (wearing a pillowcase on his head with only one eye hole) sat up in the bed next to a bloodied Sandra, slashed at Vickie""s leg with a butcher knife, and then fatally stabbed her in the abdomen(# 9 death).I""ve hurt you.And I wish to go on hurting you.I shall leave you as you left me, as you left her -- marooned for all eternity in the center of a dead planet.Eventually, hree white canvas tent structures were erected, where the prostitutes emporarily lived and advertised their wares with wooden placards, as customers lined up for their services:"Two-for-One Lil" or Lily (Jackie Crossland), grossly overweight with huge breasts"Pinto Kate" (Elizabeth Murphy), a toothless Indian woman"Almighty Alma" (Carey Lee McKenzie), young, timidAware of McCabe""s competitive success and the flourishing of his new enterprise, Sheehan entered McCabe""s upstairs office and living quarters to nervously suggest that they could become business partners: "Well, you and me""s the only two real businessmen in Presbyterian Church.He also spied upon an underground mine, where enslaved (kidnapped) children were employed as mine workers to dig for the remaining two stones.For her: "The Hills Are Alive With the Sound of Music."The hills are alive with the sound of musicWith songs they have sung for a thousand years.The hills fill my heart with the sound of musicMy heart wants to sing every song it hears.My heart wants to beat like the wingsOf the birds that rise from the lake to the trees,My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies from a church on a breeze,To laugh like a brook when it trips and fallsOver stones on its wayTo sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray.