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the protest project

29.6.04

MARTINS: Have you ever seen any of your victims?

HARRY: You know, I don't ever feel comfortable on these sort of things. Victims? Don't be melodramatic. Look down there. Would you feel any pity if one of those dots stopped moving forever? If I offered you 20,000 pounds for every dot that stopped moving, would you really, old man, tell me to keep my money? Or would you calculate how many dots you could afford to spare? Free of income tax, old man. Free of income tax. It's the only way to save money nowadays.

MARTINS: A lot of good your money will do you in jail.

HARRY: That jail is in another zone. There's no proof against me, besides you.

MARTINS: I should be pretty easy to get rid of.

HARRY: Pretty easy.

MARTINS: I wouldn't be too sure.

HARRY: I carry a gun. I don't think they'd look for a bullet would after you'd hit that ground.

MARTINS: They have dug up your coffin.

HARRY: And found Harbin? Hmm, pity. Oh, Holly, what fools we are, talking to each other this way. As though I would do anything to you, or you to me. You're just a little mixed up about things in general. Nobody thinks in terms of human beings. Governments don't, so why should we? They talk about the people and the proletariat. I talk about the suckers and the mugs. It's the same thing. They have their five year plans, and so have I.

MARTINS: You used to believe in God.

HARRY: I still do believe in God, old man. I believe in God and Mercy and all that. The dead are happier dead. They don't miss much here, poor devils. What do you believe in? Well, if you ever get Anna out of this mess, be kind to her. You'll find she's worth it. I wish I had asked you to bring me some of these tablets from home. Holly, I would like to cut you in, old man. Nobody left in Vienna I can really trust, and we have always done everything together. When you make up your mind, send me a message. I'll meet you any place, any time. And when we do meet, old man, it's you I want to see, not the police. Remember that, won't you? Don't be so gloomy. After all, it's not that awful. Remember what the fellow said. In Italy, for thirty years under the Borgias they had warfare, terror, murder, bloodshed, but they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci and the Renaissance. In Switzerland they had brotherly love. They had five hundred years of democracy and peace, and what did that produce? The cuckoo clock. So long. Holly.

Taken from the classic film “The Third Man”
RIP OW, the best 15-minutes of my life.

1 Comments:

  • i had a really good friend in college, one Priscilla Crush, who had this whole Harry Lime Medici/Cuckoo Clock speech on her outgoing message on her telephone answering machine. This was considerably before the days of voice mail and the mass acceptance of the World Wide Web.

    It's always rung my bell as well.

    If you like this, bear in mind that there is a minor character in Terry Gilliam's 'Brazil' named Harry Lime, as well.

    Homage?

    Well of course it is.

    Joe Bob says 'ch-check it out.'

    nwa

    By Blogger Nyc Labretš, at 5:45 PM  

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