My Old Lady movie plot
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Ruthie 2022-04-19 09:02:52
This play is about how when a generation shrinks and becomes smaller than the previous generation, how they frame their own territory on the frontier's territory. The fear of incest stems from the incomprehension of the morals and ethics of the predecessors, the fear that it will cause damage to the present world, and the world has long been cursed before it even started. However, reflected in this play, there is only American-style moral cowardice and cleanliness: not all themes are constantly digging and have a way out, this is a counter-example.
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Dustin 2022-04-21 09:03:26
It's a rather unpleasant comedy story, not very emotionally coherent, so Samsung for the lovely house.
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Mathilde Girard: I eat dinner each night at precisely 8 o'clock. And breakfast is at precisely 8 AM. I don't eat lunch. Lunch is off a meal that interests me.
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Chloé Girard: J'ai deux mots à vous dire...
Mathias Gold: No no. No French. My French is for shit.
Chloé Girard: Please don't be so vulgar.
Mathias Gold: Well, I'll try not to be. But I can't make any promises.
Chloé Girard: I know exactly who you are and I know exactly why you're here.
Mathias Gold: Who am I exactly and why am I here?
Mathilde Girard: Chloé!
Chloé Girard: Maman, s'il te plaît!
Mathias Gold: I had a Cairn terrier named Murphy who used to eavesdrop constantly. He was 90 in dog years when he died; same age as your mom.
Chloé Girard: My mother's 92.
Mathias Gold: She told me she was 90.
Chloé Girard: She lies about her age.
Mathias Gold: She had me totally fooled.
Chloé Girard: You have no legal access here before my mother dies. If you continue to trespass, Mr. Gold...
Mathias Gold: Whoa whoa. Let's just talk all over, ok? Hi. I'm Mathias Gold. I'm from New York. I'm renting a room from your mother. I've paid her...
Chloé Girard: I have no time for this. Simply and clearly, if you're not out of this apartment by noon today, our lawyers will petition the police to have...
Mathias Gold: Excuse me. But I'd like to say something simply and clearly. This is my apartment. Yeah. My dad bought it and he paid for it over 43 years; gazillions of dollars and then he left it to me. I don't care if your mother's 500 years old and the two of you ended up living in a tent. I own this apartment and I'm gonna sell this apartment. The moment I have the money in my pocket, I'll be gone and not a minute before, ok?