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I love you. And not in a friendly way, although I think we're great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I'm sure that's what you'll call it. And it's not because you're unattainable. I love you. Very simple, very truly. You're the epitome of every attribute and quality I've ever looked for in another person. I know you think of me as just a friend and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you'd ever consider. But I can't do this any longer. I can't stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can't look into your eyes without feeling that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can't talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. I know this will probably queer our friendship - no pun intended - but I had to say it, because I've never felt this before, and I like who I am because of it. And if bringing it to light means we can't hang out anymore, then that hurts me. But I couldn't allow another day to go by without getting it out there, regardless of the outcome, which by the look on your face is to be the inevitable shoot-down. And I'll accept that But I know some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there is a moment of hesitation, that means you feel something too. All I ask is that you not suppress that - at least for ten minutes - and try to dwell in it before you dismiss it. There isn't another soul on this fucking planet who's ever made me the person I am when I'm with you, and I would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to the next plateau. Because it's there between you and me. You can't deny that. And even if we never speak again after tonight, please know that I'm forever changed because of you and what you've meant to me, which - while I do appreciate it - I'd never need a painting of birds bought at a diner to remind me of.

Tarsem Singh, şaşırtıcı fantastik bilim kurgu-korku filmi Hücre'nin başarısından altı yıl sonra, aralarında Türkiye'nin de bulunduğu yirmi altı ülkede çektiği yeni bir fantastik destanla sinemaya dönüş yapıyor. Video klip ve reklamların usta yönetmeni Singh'in odağında bu kez, sakat bir adam ile küçük bir kızın bir hastanede yaşadıkları olağandışı aşk hikâyesi var. Adam ve kız kendi aralarında, intikam peşindeki beş kahraman hakkında bir masal uydururlar: Maskeli bir kabadayı, Afrikalı kaçak bir köle, Hintli bir mistik, İtalyan bir anarşist ve bir doğabilimci, ıssız bir adaya sürgün edilmişlerdir. Düşüş, akıl almaz sahnelerin rengârenk canlandırma planlarıyla harmanlandığı son dönem filmler arasında, izleyiciyi görselliğiyle yakalayacak, akıllardan kolay silinmeyecek bir yapıt.

Filmin çekildiği mekanlar:

Agra Fort, Agra, Uttar Pradesh, India
Agra, Uttar Pradesh, India
Andaman Islands, South Pacific, Pacific Ocean
Argentina
Bali, Indonesia
Brazil
Cambodia
Cape Town, South Africa (hospital scenes)
Charles Bridge, Prague, Czech Republic (Blue bandit jumps from bridge)
Chennai, Tamil Nadu, India
Chile
China
Egypt
Fatehpur Sikri, Agra, Uttar Pradesh, India
Fiji
Himalayas, Nepal
Hollywood, Los Angeles, California, USA
Italy
Jodhpur, Rajasthan, India (blue city)
Ladakh, Jammu & Kashmir, India
Maldives
Mehrangarh Fort, Jodhpur, Rajasthan, India
Namibia
Paris, France
Prague, Czech Republic
Romania
South Africa
Turkey

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Kızın gözleri cam gibiydi, fakat bir o kadar da duyguluydular
Oğlan ise titriyordu, fakat bir o kadarda sakin,
Birbirlerinden habersiz.
Yalnızlık değildi hiç istedikleri,
Şimdi hem yalnız hep birlikteydiler.
Bu bir paradokslar ilişkisi,
Ama onlar bunu hiç bilemediler,
En doğal şekilde birlikte olup gittiler.

...Then, just when Roland was thinking this stupid dance would never end, the music stopped and he found himself facing Susan Delgado.
For a momemnt he could do nothing but stare her, feeling that his eyes must burst from their sockets, feeling that he could move neither of his stupid feet.

(...Roland'un bu budalaca dansın hiç sona ermeyeceğini düşündüğü bir sıradaa muzik birdenbire durdu ve delikanlı kendini Susan Delgado'nun karşısında buldu.
Roland bir an giçbir şey yapamadı, kıza bakakaldı. Gözlerinin yuvalarındanuğradıklarından emindi. Uyuşmuş ayaklarını hiç kımıldatamayacapından da)

She moved closer for just a moment, and when she spoke, her breath tickled in his ear. He wondered if a woman could drive you mad - literally mad. He wouldn'^t have believed so before tonight, but tonight everthing had changed.
"Thank you for your discretion and your propriety," she whispered.
..."I can be discreet, sai," he said. "As for propriety? I'm amazed you even know the word."
She looked up into his cold face, her smile fading. He saw anger come in to fill it, but before anger there was hurt, as if he has slapped her. He felt both glad and sorry at the same time.
"Why do you speak so?" she whispered.

The Dark Tower IV - Wizard and Glass

( Susan bir an ona sokuldu. Konuşmaya başladığı zaman soluğu Roland'ın kulağını gıdıkladı. Delikanlı, bir kadın erkeği çıldırtabilir mi, diye kendisine sordu.Gerçekten delirtebilir mi? Bu geceye kadar böyle bir şeye inanmamıştı. Ama bu gece her şey değişmişti.
Susan,"Dikkatli ve dürüst davrandığın için teşekkür ederim," diye fısıldadı.
...Roland, "Ben dikkatli davranabilirm, sai," dedi. "Ama dürüstlük? Bu kelimeyi bilmenize bile şaşırdım."
Kız başını kaldırarak delikanlının soğuk suratına baktı. Yüzündeki gülümseme silindi. Roland, Susan'ın gözlerinde öfkeli bir pırıltının belirdiğini gördü. Ama ondan önceki kırgınlığı da. Sanki kızı tokatlamıştı. Roland hem sevindi, hem üzüldü.
Susan fısıldadı. "Neden böyle konuşuyorsun?" )

... Then her face tilted up to his, and he was looking into her eyes again. he had heard of drowning in a woman's eyes in some poem or story, and thought it ridiculous. He still thought it ridiculous, but understood it was perfectly possible, nonetheless. And she knew it.

The Dark Tower IV - Wizard and Glass

(...Sonra Susan başını Roland'a doğru kaldırdı.Ve delikanlı yine onun gözlerinin içine baktı. Bir şiir ya da romanda bir kadının gözlerinde boğulmaktan söz edildiğini duymuş ve bunu gülünç bulmuştu. Hâla da gülünç buluyordu. Ama bunun pekâlâ olabileceğini artık kabul ediyordu. Ve kız da biliyordu bunu.)

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Maya Hayes: What's a threesome?
Will Hayes: It's a game, that adults play sometimes... When they're bored.
Maya Hayes: ...Whatever.

Will Hayes: [rehearsing his proposal] Here...I wanna marry you because you're the first person that I wanna look at when i wake up in the morning and the only one I wanna kiss goodnight, because...the first time that i saw these hands i couldn't imagine not being able to hold them but mainly when you love someone as much as i love you
[pause]
Will Hayes: getting married is the only thing left to do, so... will you... hum...
[pause]
Will Hayes: marry me?
April: Definitely, maybe... i have to think about it

You ever hear of chaos theory, Ed?
It's a science.
It tries to determine underlying patterns
in chaotic systems:
Weather, ocean currents, blood flow,
that sort of thing.
Well, it turns out
that there are few things...
...more chaotic than the beat
of a human heart.
Speeding up, slowing down.
A pretty face, a flight of stairs.
It's always changing depending
on what's happening to us out there.
It's an erratic son of a bitch.
But underneath all of that bump-a-ta-bump
mess, there is, in fact, a pattern.
A truth.
And it's love.
The most important thing about love
is that we choose to give it...
...and we choose to receive it.
Making it the least random act
in the entire universe.
It transcends blood,
it transcends betrayal...
...and all the dirt that makes us human.
And if you can figure that out...
...the Jake Lees of the world
got nothing on you.

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hold
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become
My ssweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

openning my eyes in a diffirent place
I realized that I have a beautiful face
saw myself and absorbed the place at the same time
nothing can define this feeling, not even the perfect ryme
then I felt I was very sad
for I was just lying on my bad

I left my body at bed
wondered through the world
there is no need to go back
because I have the strength

you might never be who you think you ARE
you might have done things
that you could Not even think you can
feeling of loss will never leave you
blurry memories will confuse you
the line between reality and fantasy
may Not be as sharp as you thought
you will always be diffirent
with your chaotic mind
immense flow of thoughts might be your foe
as well as they were your friend
you might never get a nice sleep
neither you will be wide awake
you are inhuman
considering your people
it is your natural mind
that you are a big complex being
you can Not kill yourself, you can Not die
for there is no beginning just as
there is no end
do Not think you are stucked in your shell
you are Not a limited mass
you were Not you,you will Not be you..

YOU ARE.