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Clips from Blonde

"But where is he?"
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"[fly buzzing]"
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"[telephone ringing]"
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"Mmm. My hands are shaking."
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"Is this room vibrating?"
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"In California, you… can't tell what's "real" and what's "just yourself.""
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"- [ringing continues] - [mother sighs]"
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"[exhales] Looks delicious, doesn't it?"
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"- [liquid pouring] - [mother chuckles]"
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"So you don't drool on my cover."
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"[chuckles softly]"
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"Do you remember, Norma Jeane, who used to sleep here?"
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"In this drawer? Do you remember?"
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"[Norma Jeane groans]"
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"You! [chuckles]"
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"You, Norma Jeane! You slept right in this very drawer."
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"We were so poor, this drawer was your crib."
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"But it was good enough for us, wasn't it?"
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"["Für Elise" playing slowly on piano]"
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"[father] I love you, Norma Jeane."
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"And one day, I will return to Los Angeles to claim you."
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"[mother] Norma Jeane? Norma Jeane?"
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"Norma Jeane, honey. Wake up!"
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"Wake up!"
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"Come on. Up, up! Let's go!"
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"- [Norma Jeane] I'm tired. - [mother] Come with me."
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"Okay."
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"[door thuds]"
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"[fire crackling]"
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"[siren wailing]"
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"[indistinct shouting]"
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"[car starts]"
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"[horns honking]"
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"[car horn honks]"
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"Stop squirming like a little snake needing to pee."
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"Mother? What if the house burns down? I forgot my tiger."
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"[Mother] That toy."
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"- [car horn honks] - [man] Go back!"
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"[dramatic music playing]"
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"[mother] Oh God. Oh God."
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"Oh God, I can't see a fucking thing."
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"[indistinct shouting]"
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"[officer] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"
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"Hey!"
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"What the hell are you doing?"
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"[exhales]"
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"We've been invited to a private residence at the top of Laurel Canyon."
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"The owner has a fireproof mansion. My daughter and I will be safe there."
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"I can't say this man's name, officer, but it's a name you all know."
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"He's a titan in the industry."
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"This little girl is his daughter."
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"This is a city of sand, nothing will long endure,"
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"but we are going."
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"Ma'am, go home."
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"Put your little girl to bed, okay? It's late."
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"Actually, officer, I'd like to see hell close-up."
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"A preview."
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"Ma'am, you need to turn around."
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"I can give you an escort if you need one, but this is an order."
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"If you don't turn around, I'll have to put you under arrest."
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"Under arrest for driving my car?"
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"I'm sorry, officer. Please don't arrest me."
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"[scoffs] I wish you would shoot me."
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"Lady, look, go home, okay?"
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"You're drunk, you're doped up, and no one's got time for this tonight."
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"You're saying things to get you into trouble."
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"[chuckles softly]"
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"[officer] Come on. Go."
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"[car starts]"
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"[mother grunts]"
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"[breathing heavily]"
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"[gear shifts]"
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"[mother grunts]"
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"Mother? Was he here?"
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"My father? All this time?"
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"Why didn't he come to see us?"
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"[sobs softly]"
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"What? What?"
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"- [Norma Jeane grunts, cries] - [mother yelling]"
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"[sobbing]"
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"[mother sniffles and sobs]"
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"[Norma Jeane] It's too hot."
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"Norma Jeane, get in the bath."
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"Be a good girl and get in the bath."
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"[inhales sharply]"
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"- [Norma Jeane] It's too hot. - Get in the bath!"
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"[both sobbing]"
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"Good girl. Good girl. Okay."
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"[woman] Because she loved the child and wished to spare her grief."
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"Because the child was her own secret self, exposed."
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"[mother shouting distortedly]"
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"[woman] Because the very father of the child had wished it not to be born."
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"[mother exclaims]"
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"[woman] Because he had given her money, scattering bills across the bed."
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"Because he told her he had never loved her."
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"She had misunderstood."
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"Because before the pregnancy, he had loved her."
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"And after, he had not."
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"Because he would have married her. She was certain."
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"[mother sobbing]"
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"[coughing]"
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"[woman] Because no one could love a child so accursed."
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"It's because of you!"
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"You're the reason he went away! He didn't want you!"
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"- [fire blazing] - [mother screams]"
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"[objects crashing]"
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"Help! Help us!"
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"- [doorbell ringing] - Help! Help us!"
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"Help, my mother's sick!"
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"- Norma Jeane? - [Norma Jeane] Help my mother."
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"Clive, bring her in. Cover her."
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"Come here."
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"Come here, Norma Jeane."
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"- There's something wrong with your mother? - She needs help."
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"- She needs help? - [objects crashing]"
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"[door shuts]"
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"You come inside with me, Norma Jeane."
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"- You wait right here. Okay? - [piano playing erratically]"
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"You just stay with me."
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"You're okay. You're okay now."
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