Johnny Depp – Epiphany(к/ф "Суинни Тодд") 0

I had him!
His throat was there beneath my hand.
No, I had him!
His throat was there and now he'll never come again.
Mrs. Lovett: Easy now, hush love hush
I keep telling you, Whats your rush?
Todd: When? Why did I wait?
You told me to wait -
Now he'll never come again.
There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
And it's filled with people who are filled with shit
And the vermin of the world inhabit it.
But not for long...

They all deserve to die.
Tell you why, Mrs. Lovett, tell you why.
Because in all of the whole human race
Mrs. Lovett, there are two kinds of men and only two
There's the one staying put in his proper place
And the one with his foot in the other one's face
Look at me, Mrs Lovett, look at you.

No, we all deserve to die
even you, Mrs. Lovett, even I..
Because the lives of the wicked should be made brief
For the rest of us death will be a relief
We all deserve to die.

And I'll never see Johanna
No I'll never hug my girl to me - finished!
Alright! you sir, how about a shave?
Come and visit your good friend Sweeney.
You sir, too sir? Welcome to the grave.

I will have vengenance.
I will have salvation.
Who sir, you sir?
No ones in the chair, Come on! Come on!
Sweeney's. waiting. I want you bleeders.
You sir! Anybody!
Gentlemen now don't be shy!

Not one man, no, nor ten men.
Nor a hundred can assuage me.
I will love you!
And I will get him back even as he gloats
In the meantime I'll practice on less honorable throats.
And my Lucy lies in ashes
And I'll never see my girl again.

But the work waits!
I'm alive at last!
And I'm full of joy!

...В мире есть дыра, большая чёрная яма, заполненная людьми, сущность которых - дерьмо. И все преступники мира живут там. Но это не может длиться вечно. Они все заслуживают смерти. Сказать Вам, почему, Миссис Ловетт? Сказать? Потому что во всём мире есть только два вида человека, только два: один - тот, кого обычно ставят на место, другой – тот, кто вытирает ноги о других. Посмотрите на меня, Миссис Ловетт. Посмотрите на себя. Теперь мы все заслуживаем смерти. Даже Вы, Миссис Ловетт, даже я. Потому что жизни нечестивцев должны быть коротки. А для остальных смерть станет утешением. Мы все заслуживаем смерти...