POLAND. 1948. Teresa, a child in a residence for disturbed children, grew up in a concentration camp. She drew a picture of “home” on the blackboard.
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POLAND. 1948. Teresa, a child in a residence for disturbed children, grew up in a concentration camp. She drew a picture of “home” on the blackboard.
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Its getting soo close!
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James Lipton: ”And when did you stop thinking he was weird?”
Susan Downey: “Oh I still think he’s weird!”
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“I think we’re just gonna to have to be secretly in love with each other and leave it at that, Ritchie.”
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“I fantasize about a massive, pristine convenience. Brilliant gold taps, virginal white marble, a seat carved from ebony, a cistern full of Chanel Number 5, and a flunky handing me pieces of raw silk toilet roll. But under the circumstances I’ll settle for anywhere.”
