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Rabidus is an independent film inspired by actual events. Jackie is a troubled woman who suffers from rage attacks that seemingly have no basis. These attacks often place Jackie, and anyone attached to her, in grave danger. Jackie craves Power and limitless Beauty and will stop at nothing to achieve both.
The unorthodox psychologist is forced to choose between his over dependent patients and his fiancée.
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Halifax Chronicle-Herald newspaper reporter Judith Cass is in Frankfurt attending a book fair, she there to write an article on up and coming Canadian author Jonathan Matthews who is writing a book rumored to be of major historical significance. Judith's story takes a major turn when Jonathan, during the fair's opening night party, collapses and dies. The police later report that Jonathan was poisoned to death. Jonathan had a personal history with publisher Marsha Hillier, Judith's friend who is also at the fair to promote the yet unfinished book of her star author, Margaret Dourie Cantor. Jonathan's murder is the latest but worst of Marsha's problems at the fair. Marsha has also been having problems with Margaret and Margaret's agent, Martin Barrett - who was also Jonathan's agent - about Margaret's inaccessibility to the book fair's buyers and the questionable quality of the chapters she's written thus far. Judith, looking for the answers to Jonathan's murder in wanting a good story but also to help her friend Marsha, works with Ernst Murnau, the Frankfurt police inspector assigned to the case. They all figure that the answers to Jonathan's murder may be found somewhere in his manuscript.
Keywords: based-on-book
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From the sight of a police officer this movie depicts the life in New York's infamous South Bronx. In the center is "Fort Apache", as the officers call their police station, which really seems like an outpost in enemy's country. The story follows officer Murphy, who seems to be a tuff cynic, but in truth he's a moralist with a sense for justice.
Keywords: bar, bigotry, borough-name-in-title, bronx-new-york-city, childbirth, cockfighting, cop-killer, corrupt-cop, drug-addiction, drugs
15 minutes from Manhattan there's a place where even the cops fear to tread. [UK Theatrical]
No Cowboys, No Indians, No Cavalry To The Rescue, Only A Cop.
Murphy: What is this, the gunfight at the O.K. Corral?::Finley: As long as there's cop killers around, pal, I'm gonna be ready.::Murphy: It don't make no difference how many guns you got. You only got two hands.
Corelli: Look on the bright side, though. We get our names in the papers, right? We're gonna be real serious on t.v. Hey, you know, with your good looks, maybe you get to ball an anchor lady.::Murphy: Yeah?::Corelli: Yeah.::Murphy: Not with my luck. If it was raining anchor ladies, I'd get hit with Walter Cronkite.
Corelli: That's a nice coat. How'd you like me to cut it open, let all the rats out.::Pimp: This coat cost more than you make in a year, motherfucker.::Murphy: He knows your name.::Corelli: Told you I was famous.
Murphy: You want to go out tonight, have a drink?::Isabella: Two hundred cops ask me out every day. Why should I say yes to you?::Murphy: Cause you say yes to all the others.::Isabella: Well I guess that makes you the only cop in the Bronx I say no to.
Connolly: Your Precinct has the worst absentee record in the city, the most disability claims, the highest percentage of men on sick call, the least convictions per arrest, and you want me to believe there are no men on the take!::Dugan: So they toss a numbers runner for a couple of dollars, turn a pimp upside down for a little loose change, there's nobody getting rich up here.::Connolly: There's nobody doing anything up here that I can see, these men aren't motivated::Dugan: Motivated ? This is Siberia, Connolly. 65% of the men up here have been transferred. We've got the connivers, the slobs, the shirkers, Guys who beat up the wrong Guinea. Gave a diplomat a parking ticket, screwed a big mouth hooker or shook down the wrong peddler::Connolly: There are plenty of good police officers under your command, you're the one that's falling down on the job::Dugan: Yeah that's right, Blame Dugan! Sure let the politicians and everyone else off the hook, Blame Dugan, that's the easy way. You got a 40-block area with 70,000 people packed in like sardines smelling each others' farts living like cockroaches, and that's Dugan's fault. You got the lowest income per capita, the highest rate of unemployment in the city and that's my fault! Why aren't I out there getting all these people jobs? Largest proportion of non-English speaking population in the city! Dugan's fault, why aren't he out there teaching them to speak English? 4% Spanish speaking cops on the force! Hey Dugan, get your ass out in the barrio and recruit! Families that have been on welfare for three or four generations. Youth Gangs. Winos. Junkies. Pimps! Hookers. Maniacs. Cop-killers...::Connolly: You finished?::Dugan: Yeah, I'm finished. I'm goin' to Florida, Connelly. I'm goin' fishin'. So you can bring up all your computers and your slide rules and all your psychological techniques. I mean this neighborhood'll bury ya. There's enough dirt in this precinct to bury every smart-ass cop in the city!
Connolly: [walking into the precinct for the first time] Captain Duggan's office?::Pantuzzi: [points toward the right without looking up] .::Connolly: Don't you monitor the people who ask to see the commander, Sergeant? What if I was a lunatic with a gun?::Pantuzzi: Then you wouldn't be a police officer Captain Connolly. Or would you?::Connolly: What's your name, Sergeant?::Pantuzzi: Kicking ass and taking names eh Captain? Well I'm Sergeant Anthony Pantuzzi. I have 22 years on the job and I'm ready to retire tomorrow if I get a hard time from my new commander. I'll take the half-pension before I take any crap from anybody.::[pointing again]::Pantuzzi: Captain Duggan's office is over on the right close to the street as he can get.::Connolly: [surprised, yet amused] Thank youuuuu Sergeant.
Morgan: [after Murphy failed to shoot down a purse snatcher who outran him] You'll catch a heart attack before you catch a nigger, Tarzan.::Corelli: What's his problem?::Murphy: He thinks I'm a liberal.
Morgan: Hey Murph, what do you think of that son of a bitch, huh? Connolly. Captain Connolly. That clown they dress up as a cop. That fuckin' banana. I mean, who does he think he's playin' with, some chickenshit rookie? I've been on the job too long, you know what I mean? Yeah, they might get me for coopin'. Or for scorin' a little nookie on the side. Or, maybe even shakin' down a bodega. I never said I was the smartest guy in the world, but when he comes up with this phony witness shit...::Murphy: They *got* witnesses, Einstein.::Morgan: Yeah, deaf and dumb ones, right?::Murphy: Real live ones! The kind that put you away. [Murphy gives him a hard and direct smirk, and walks out of the bar]::Morgan: Hey Murph! Murphy! Murphy, come here! [goes out after Murphy]::Morgan: [confronting Murphy on the street] Murphy! What are you talking about?::Murphy: They got the little chick that was hiding up there behind the junk pile!::Morgan: What chick?::Murphy: Yeah, they got me and Coreli, too... A-Number One police work... Poor kid wasn't botherin' nobody, and you throw him off the roof!::Morgan: You shut the fuck up!::Murphy: You fuckin' creep, I wish I was man enough to turn you in!
Connolly: Any information from the street so far?::Dacey: Are you kidding? Any place else a guy sees a cop get killed, he runs to the phone, here the doors close. Right now there could be five people who know who did this, in a few hours maybe ten maybe more but not us. Up here Captain, cops are like husbands, they're always the last to know.
Theresa: Andy?::Corelli: [sleepily] Hmm?::Theresa: I'm glad we did it.::Corelli: Glad we did what?::Theresa: Wise guy... [pauses, then] Andy?::Corelli: [sleepily] Hmm?::Theresa: Did you enjoy it?::Corelli: [smiles] Yeah, it was all right...::Theresa: It was just all right?::Corelli: Well, there's wasn't enough pepperoni on it, and the anchovies tasted like shoe leather.::Theresa: I didn't mean the pizza, I meant me.::Corelli: [turns over to face her] Oh, you? Yeah. Yeah. [they snuggle closer] But there wasn't enough pepperoni on it, and the anchovies tasted like shoe leather...::Theresa: [laughing] Shut up, just shut up...
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Rugged trail boss and reformed criminal Pike promises his honest wealthy employer Morgan that he will venture across the dessert to deliver $86,000 dollars in payroll money to a ranch in Sonora, Mexico. Pike makes an uneasy alliance with smooth, yet shifty gambler Tyree in order to successfully complete his dangerous mission. During their perilous trek Pike and Tyree encounter desperate prostitute Catherine and her loyal ace martial artist half-breed companion Kashtok. Meanwhile, ruthless bounty hunter Kiefer and numerous greedy others give dogged chase.
Keywords: action-hero, african-american, attempted-rape, bag-of-money, bandit, bar-shootout, black-cowboy, body-count, bounty-hunter, brawl
It Rides With The Great Westerns
The West has never seen a team like this or the hunt that aims to destroy them!
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An Army deserter, still a fugitive in Post-War Britain, wanders into a pawn-shop robbery and finds himself wanted for murder. He meets a war widow who helps him elude the police while he looks for the real criminals.
Keywords: british-noir, deserter, murder, robbery
"CALL ME LIAR -CALL ME CHEAT...I don't care as long as I can hold his love."
A good woman, cheated by a sister's cunning of the love that is rightfully hers, turns cheat herself to win the love back again.
Elisabeth Bergner---magnificent as the woman who fares to steal her sister's life, her love!
TWINS IN FACE AND FEATURE-STRANGERS AT HEART...See the screen's great emotional actress, Elisabeth Bergner, play this sensational double role.
...Frantically she tore the wedding ring from her drowning sister's hand...The ring which should have been hers...
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Morgan Freeman (born June 1, 1937) is an American actor, film director, aviator and narrator. Freeman has received Academy Award nominations for his performances in Street Smart, Driving Miss Daisy, The Shawshank Redemption and Invictus and won in 2005 for Million Dollar Baby. He has also won a Golden Globe Award and a Screen Actors Guild Award. Freeman has appeared in many other box office hits, including Unforgiven, Glory, Seven, Deep Impact, The Sum of All Fears, Bruce Almighty, Batman Begins, March of the Penguins, The Bucket List, Wanted, The Dark Knight, and RED.
Morgan Freeman was born in Memphis, Tennessee, the son of Mayme Edna (née Revere), a teacher, and Morgan Porterfield Freeman, a barber who died April 27, 1961, from cirrhosis. He has three older siblings. Freeman was sent as an infant to his paternal grandmother in Charleston, Mississippi. His family moved frequently during his childhood, living in Greenwood, Mississippi; Gary, Indiana; and finally Chicago, Illinois. Freeman made his acting debut at age 9, playing the lead role in a school play. He then attended Broad Street High School, later named Threadgill Elementary School, in Mississippi. At age 12, he won a statewide drama competition, and while still at Broad Street High School, he performed in a radio show based in Nashville, Tennessee. In 1955, he graduated from Broad Street, but turned down a partial drama scholarship from Jackson State University, opting instead to work as a mechanic in the United States Air Force.
Piers Stefan Pughe-Morgan (born Piers Stefan O'Meara; 30 March 1965), known professionally as Piers Morgan, is a British journalist and television presenter. He is editorial director of First News, a national newspaper for children.
Morgan branched into television mainly as a presenter, but has become best known as a judge or contestant in reality television programmes. In the UK, he was a judge on Britain's Got Talent. Morgan is best known in the United States as a judge on the show America's Got Talent, and as the winner of The Celebrity Apprentice. On 17 January 2011, he began hosting Piers Morgan Tonight for CNN in the timeslot previously occupied by Larry King Live after the retirement of host Larry King.
Morgan has authored eight books, including three volumes of memoirs.
Piers Morgan was born on 30 March 1965, in Guildford, Surrey, England, to Eamon Vincent O'Meara, a dentist, of Dorking, Surrey, and Gabrielle Georgina Sybille (née Oliver). His father died when he was one year old; his mother subsequently remarried. He has three older siblings. His ancestry includes Irish, Portuguese, Scottish, and English. Morgan was raised Catholic. Named Piers Stefan Pughe-Morgan by his stepfather, Morgan attended an independent school called Cumnor House from the ages of seven to thirteen, and then Chailey School, a comprehensive secondary school in Chailey, near Lewes, East Sussex, followed by Lewes Priory School for VI form. Morgan studied Journalism at Harlow College. After a brief career at Lloyds of London, he joined the Surrey and South London Newspaper Group in 1985, where he worked as a reporter on the South London News, and the Streatham and Tooting News. Morgan was recruited (he says headhunted by editor Kelvin MacKenzie) to join The Sun newspaper, specifically to work on the Bizarre column.
Wayne Mark Rooney (born 24 October 1985) is an English footballer who plays as a striker for Premier League club Manchester United and the England national team.
Rooney made his senior international debut in 2003 becoming the youngest player to represent England (a record later broken by Theo Walcott). He is England's youngest ever goalscorer. He played at UEFA Euro 2004 and scored four goals, briefly becoming the competition's youngest goalscorer. Rooney featured at the 2006 and 2010 World Cups and is widely regarded as his country's best player. He has won the England Player of the Year award twice, in 2008 and 2009. As of September 2011, he has won 73 international caps and scored 28 goals. Along with David Beckham, Rooney is the most red carded player for England, having been sent off twice.
Aged nine, Rooney joined the youth team of Everton, for whom he made his professional debut in 2002. He spent two seasons at the Merseyside club, before moving to Manchester United for £25.6 million in the 2004 summer transfer window. The same year, Rooney acquired the nickname "Wazza". Since then, with Rooney in the team, United have won the Premier League four times, the 2007–08 UEFA Champions League and two League Cups. He also holds two runner-up medals from both the Premier League and the Champions League. In April of the 2011–12 season Rooney scored his 180th goal, making him United's fourth highest goal-scorer of all time.
Jeremy Charles Robert Clarkson (born 11 April 1960) is an English broadcaster, journalist and writer who specialises in motoring. He is best known for his role on the BBC TV show Top Gear along with co-presenters Richard Hammond and James May. He also writes weekly columns for The Sunday Times and The Sun.
From a career as a local journalist in Northern England, Clarkson rose to public prominence as a presenter of the original format of Top Gear in 1988. Since the mid-1990s, Clarkson has become a recognised public personality, regularly appearing on British television presenting his own shows and appearing as a guest on other shows. As well as motoring, Clarkson has produced programmes and books on subjects such as history and engineering. From 1998 to 2000 he also hosted his own chat show, Clarkson.
His opinionated but humorous tongue-in-cheek writing and presenting style has often generated much public reaction to his viewpoints. His actions both privately and as a Top Gear presenter have also sometimes resulted in criticism from the media, politicians, pressure groups and the public.
Do you remember what we once were in our youth?
A pair of souls that had not ever once been used.
Do you recall when we said life would never end?
And now that time is gone, into you I descend.
Do you miss me,
miss me at all?
Separated
by rulers and by straws,
and after five years
I heard your face smile
and now I wonder,
do you miss me?
So many days have passed, turned minutes into hours,
and with each dying end, lick envelope to seal.
But don't remember when the moon would silhouette me.
That time is gone, it ends so quickly.
You were my ruby red sun,
You left to find a pot of gold.
A thousand miles you rode alone...All alone!
Oh, the long and lonely way
will not lead you anywhere...
You'll come back home some day;
You'll come back home some day.
The wind will steal your 'pot of gold',
And fill your eyes with burning sand, bitter sand!
No star will show the way
and no one will hear your
prayer...
You'll come back home some day;
You'll come back home some day
You went away forever;
You went away alone.
But someone's always waiting
For you... at home... today!
No star will show the way
and no one will hear your
prayer...
You'll come back home some day;
You'll come back home some day
You went away forever;
You went away alone.
But someone's always waiting
For you... at home... today!
Ti resta da trovare la pentola d'oro
mille miglia hai cavalcato da solo, tutto solo
sulla lunga strada solitaria che non ti porterà da
nessuna parte
un giorno ritornerai a casa
Il vento ruberà la tua pentola d'oro,
e riempirà i tuoi occhi di sabbia che brucia, sabbia
amara
nessuna stella segnerà il tuo cammino e nessuno
ascolterà le tue preghiere.
Un giorno tornerai a casa.
Sei andato via per sempre
sei andato via da solo