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Clips from The Little Hours

"and maybe for you it's... It's the detailed embroidery."
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"You know, keep... Please."
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"Keep your chin up."
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"Give me... Give me a little sugar."
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"Hey, hey, sweetie."
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"All right. Daddy loves you."
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"I love you."
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"Okay. All right, you take care, and..."
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"You don't... Don't... Don't you lose hope."
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"The body of Christ."
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"Amen."
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"- The body of Christ. - Amen."
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"- The body of Christ. - Amen."
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"- The body of Christ. - Amen."
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"Are you all right?"
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"The body of Christ."
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"So, Sister Alessandra, how was your father's visit?"
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"Good."
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"Good?"
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"Yes, it was good."
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"Any potential suitors?"
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"That's not even what his visit was about."
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"We didn't even talk about that."
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"Then what was his visit about?"
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"Oh, my God!"
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"Hey, I told you not to fucking look at us, you creep."
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"I'm sorry. I am..."
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"Why are you making eye contact with us?"
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"Look at the ground, you fucking pervert!"
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"- I'm sorry. - What is this shit?"
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"This is a turnip."
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"That's not a turnip! It's shit!"
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"Ouch."
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"You expect us to eat shit? You're a piece of shit!"
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"- Yeah, you are a piece of shit. You're disgusting! - I'm sorry."
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"Yeah, you are a disgusting piece of shit!"
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"Think we can just eat any of this food?"
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"We're fucking starving! You can't do anything right!"
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"Look at this wall! Look at the stuff you build!"
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"It's horrible, you fucking imbecile!"
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"What do you even do here?"
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"- Please, please. - Think you can talk to us?"
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"You think you can look at us?"
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"You know who my father is?"
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"Yes! He deserves this!"
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"He pays you good money to do nothing, you little rat!"
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"You're a little fucking rat!"
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"What is this, maggot food?"
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"- We hate you! - Please, please."
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"Just hoarding all the food, huh, like a fucking Jew?"
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"Is that what you're doing?"
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"We're all starving!"
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"You know what you did!"
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"We hate you!"
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"You deserve to die!"
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"All right. Almost ready?"
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"Tommasso, yes."
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"- Almost ready. - Oh, look at this!"
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"Isn't it beautiful?"
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"That's gorgeous. Who did that?"
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"Sister Alessandra."
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"We have to make more of that."
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"That'll go big in town."
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"Tell Lurco to keep that garden gate closed,"
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"because the deer are getting into it."
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"All right."
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"All right, my friend."
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"Are you ready for a journey? Are you ready?"
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""Know when the leaf parts from the ash"
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""and the branches wizen in the treetop"
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""for through the bark, the sweet humor of the sap doesn't mount to them"
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""and the birds have fallen silent from their warbling"
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""because of the cold that grips them."
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""But in spite of this all, I'm unshaken"
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""for I am rejuvenated and prosper"
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""when all the other happiness is wasted."
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""And if all my merriment is saddened"
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""to the point of not boasting openly...""
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""It hasn't however kept my praise"
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""from gaining me...""
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"- They're not good people. - No, Lurco..."
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"No, I'm leaving. The nuns, no. They spit on me."
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"- Who spit on you? - They spit on me."
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"Lurco, I have to leave."
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"I'm about to leave to go to the market to sell the fabrics, please!"
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"Father, I'm very sorry, I'm very sorry. They spit on me."
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"They called me a Jew."
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"- They called me a Jew, Father Tommasso. - Lurco, please."
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"- They called me a Jew. - Please."
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"Please, just wait two days!"
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"I want to think we've had a nice life."
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"I think I surround you in a lifestyle"
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"that is pleasant and luxurious."
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"Enjoy this pheasant."
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"Soon as Florence gets here,"
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"we'll be eating chicken like a bunch of fucking Croatians."
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"I sent another messenger to Florence."
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"Messenger came back."
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"He's dealing with the Guelph soldiers."
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"He's got Florence. He's got Arezzo."
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"He doesn't have Pisa yet, but he will,"
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"and then he's coming for us."
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"So, I sent a messenger to Arezzo."
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"He's not in Arezzo."
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"He's in Pisa."
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"He's going... He's making a play for Pisa!"
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"He doesn't have Pisa yet, but he will."
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"They're weak, like the Guelphs."
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"You know what comes after Pisa? Lucca."
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"He's coming for our silk trade."
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"So, my dear,"
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"enjoy this lavish lifestyle, your two dresses,"
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"your pheasant, your lentils. Live it up."
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"It's coming to an end."
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"This... This Florentine conspiracy thing"
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"is getting to the point of, like,"
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"he talks about it so much, it's like a mental illness."
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"- I'll be fake sleeping... - Mmm-hmm."
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"And he's still going on about it."
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"- "We're gonna lose everything." - Mmm-hmm."
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