Plot
Malady; a story about love and illness and the distance between the two. Holly is suffering from grief caused by the loss of her dear mother, whom she has been caring for for a number of years. In attempt to fulfill her mothers last dying wish, she ventures out to find love, and meets Matthew - a fellow lost soul. Together the two find solace in one another and attempt to create something beautiful for one another, but as time goes on and the veil of mystique between the two becomes thinner, both Holly and Matthew find themselves spiraling into a nightmare reality where their mentalities are pushed to the borders and together they find the true meaning of family.'
Plot
It's 1881 in New Mexico, and the times they are a'changing. Pat Garrett, erstwhile travelling companion of the outlaw Billy the Kid has become a sheriff, tasked by cattle interests with ridding the territory of Billy. After Billy escapes, Pat assembles a posse and chases him through the territory, culminating in a final confrontation at Fort Sumner, but is unaware of the full scope of the cattle interests' plans for the New West.
Keywords: 1880s, 19th-century, actual-animal-killed, aging, ambush, american-flag, ankle-chains, arrest, arsenal, axe
Best of enemies. Deadliest of friends.
Luke: You'll just end up like all the other gringos - drinkin' tequila, shittin' out chili peppers, & waitin' fer... nothin'.
Billy: Ol' Pat... Sheriff Pat Garrett. Sold out to the Santa Fe ring. How does it feel?::Garrett: It feels like... times have changed.::Billy: Times, maybe. Not me.
Garrett: Won't some of you people get him up off the ground and into it?
Lemuel: You made me have a bowel movement in my britches. I ain't never gonna forgive you for that.
Kip McKinney: Nah... I ain't goin'.::Pat Garrett: You owe it to me.::Kip McKinney: I do? For *what*?::Pat Garrett: For not killing at over at rosewater, for gettin' you this job, and not seein' run you outta this territory, for pullin' you outta that snow drift up at Shamus, and for cold cockin' you over at Stillwater Saloon last fall, and savin' you from Rabbit Owens from bitin' off your ear, and from just puttin' up with you for a hell of a lot longer than I oughta...::Kip McKinney: Yeah... Well I hope they spell my name right in the paper.
Will: When are you going to learn that you can't trust anybody, not even yourself?
Billy: [Billy aims a shotgun at Ollinger] How's Jesus look to you now, Bob?
Sheriff Colin Baker: Understand you been ridin' for Chisum. I'd rather be on the outside of the law than packing a badge for that town of Lincoln and them that's a-runnin' it.::Pat Garrett: It's a job. Comes an age in a man's life when he don't wanna spend time figuring what comes next.
Billy: I sure never figured on you taking on the badge.::Alamosa Bill: Didn't figure on it myself. I was just in town being sociable. Rode in from Seven Rivers to watch you hang. Garrett swore me in when you lit out.
Mr. Horrell: Just got through putting up that new cottonwood door. Used the old one for my son John. He got into a shooting with Olin Carroll. He's buried out yonder there.::Billy: I'm sorry to hear that, Mr. Horrell.::Mr. Horrell: John was a good hand. Couldn't shoot, though.
Ilex ( /ˈaɪlɛks/), or holly, is a genus of 400 to 600 species of flowering plants in the family Aquifoliaceae, and the only living genus in that family. The species are evergreen and deciduous trees, shrubs, and climbers from tropics to temperate zones worldwide.
Ilex is a genus belonging to the family Aquifoliaceae, native of Afro-Eurasia, Australia and the Americas, established by Carl Linnaeus. It has over 300 species in the subtropical regions of both hemispheres. The genus includes species of trees, shrubs, and climbers, with evergreen or deciduous foliage and inconspicuous flowers. The genus was more extended in the tertiary and many species have adapted to laurel forest habitat. Ilex is adapted from sea level to more than 2,000 metres (6,600 ft) with high mountain species. Ilex are dioecious and have smooth, glabrous, or pubescent branchlets. The plants are generally slow-growing but over time can reach more than 10 m (33 ft). The genus name aquifolium is derived from the Latin (acer = "acute" & folium = "leaf"). Many are evergreen tree with some species growing to 25 m (82 ft) tall. Type species is the Mediterranean Ilex aquifolium described by Linnaeus.
Federico Buffa (28 July 1959, Milan) is an Italian journalist, writer and television sportscaster.
He has studied sociology at UCLA Summer Session in 1978. He obtained his degree at University of Milan in 1986 (Law). In the same year he wrote his first article for Italian Magazine "Superbasket" (which has been published on September's Number). Two years later he began working as basketball agent and started his career as NBA's commentator for Italian TV. He still works as journalist for Sky Sport Italia and Milan Channel.
Charles Hardin Holley (September 7, 1936 – February 3, 1959), known professionally as Buddy Holly, was an American singer-songwriter and a pioneer of rock and roll. Although his success lasted only a year and a half before his death in an airplane crash, Holly is described by critic Bruce Eder as "the single most influential creative force in early rock and roll." His works and innovations inspired and influenced contemporary and later musicians, notably The Beatles, Elvis Costello, The Rolling Stones, Don McLean, Bob Dylan, and Eric Clapton, and exerted a profound influence on popular music. Holly was among the first group of inductees to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1986. In 2004, Rolling Stone ranked Holly #13 among "The Fifty Greatest Artists of All Time".
Charles Hardin Holley was born on September 7, 1936, in Lubbock, Texas, to Lawrence Odell and Ella Pauline (Drake) Holley. In Philip Norman's biography it is stated that his mother's family claimed to be descended from the English navigator Francis Drake.
Golden sun is rising in the sky
Emerald birds glide through a rainbow as they fly
Bringing beauty Holly enters my mind.
Where the crystal ocean finds the shore
Diamond waves reflect the love we shared before
Through the silence Holly enters my mind.
All alone as I walk by the sea
Thoughts of Holly are my company
For she calls to me with each shining ray
With each season's change
With the sun and the sea and the sky she remains.
Though the world must take her far away
On a velvet wind she comes to me each day
When I'm lonely Holly enters my mind
I think you should leave him
The next time you see him
I can't let you get hurt again
And I don't want your reasons
I know what your feeling
But he'll let you down in the end
Cause if things were the way that you say
Then you wouldn't call me like everyday
Girl I know that your young
And he seems like the one
But I think your just hurting yourself (yourself)
He'll break your defenses
And make you feel helpless
You'll fell like there's no one but him
But you'll soon regret this
Cause all this in senseless
The struggle that your caught up in
Cause if things were the way that you say
Then you wouldn't call me like everyday [x2]
When the weekend is over
You'll lay on my shoulder
And tell me that you don't want him
But when he gets his boner
You'll go running over
And all that shit starts up again
I know who you are
I've been there from the start
So I'm telling you this as a friend
Don't wait till that part
When that boy tears your heart
Before you start to think with your head
Cause if things were the way that you say
Marilyn baby, wants to be a pop star
She's seventeen, and very unhappy
Frankie baby, used to be a big fish
He's ethnic boy and aint got no money
And Holly wouldn't be so precious
If the beach bum beauties
Weren't so delicious in Hollywood
Who cares anyway?
Who really cares anyway?
Frankie baby, sees punks on the sidewalk
Freaks on the freeway
Someone blows a kid away
Have a nice day
And sweet sweet Marilyn
A streetwise heroine
A tricks, a fix, a fix, a tricks, a fix, a fix
She'll do anything
And Holly woudn't be so tragic
When everybody trips the light fantastic
In Hollywood
Who cares anyway? Who really cares anyway?
In the Hollywood bowl of serial killers
Who cares anyway?
Holly doesn't give a damn...
Holly doesn't give a damn...
Who cares anyway? Who really cares anyway?
Whenever your heart feels like giving in
Always remember that I'll be there for it all
Cause there's nothing I would rather do
You always gotta remember
It's me and you and you and me
Against it all that's the way it gonna be
So don't forget
I'll catch ya through it all
No thunder no storm can stop me now
Cause I'll be to catch you through it all
No lighting can come between us no thunder no storm is gonna break me down
I'll fight to my very breath for you all always will
The world can't pull us down
Nothing can stop us it never will
Cause it always gonna be me and you against it all
Through to the very end
No storm can bring us down
No gravity can pull us down
So why fight the feeling it was always meant to be
It gonna be me and you and you and me against all it
And nothing can stop uo from winning the fight
L.A. L.A. hasn't killed me yet, oh no Err anyways Anyways, the Sun still shines through
HOLLY
[A.HAGGAR/D.RAMBO]
I WAS TALKING TO THIS FRIEND OF MINE
AND THE DETAILS OF HIS CRAZY LIFE
REMIND ME THAT WE’RE NOT ALONE
THERES A WINDOW WHERE
THERE WAS ONCE A WALL… THATS ALL
COULD’VE BEEN MYSELF AROUND YOU
WHEN THE LIGHT GOES DOWN ON YOUR FACE
THE MOMENT I LEARNED THIS ALONE
YOU WERE MY SPECIAL PLACE… TO BE
NOW I’M ADDICTED TO YOU
HOLLYWOOD YOU KNOW
I’VE COME ADDICTED TO YOU
BUT I’M STRANDED IN A RESTAURANT
I’VE GOT NO IDEA WHAT I WHAT
MY HEART WAS IN ANOTHER ROOM
AND I LOVED HER THERE
BUT SHE NEVER KNEW
NOW EVERY TIME I’M ABOUT TO LEAVE
WHY DO YOU CONTROL EVERYTHING?
IT’S SO BENEATH YOU
BUT YOU GET ME EVERY TIME
NOW I’M- I’M SLIPPING
I’M SLIPPING, I’M SLIPPING OFF AGAIN
Holly, maybe it's a clue that something's strange when
you're lying in pajamas in the rain and screaming
nonsense. Holly, my sandals are solid on the street while
you're stuck in stocking feet, soaked on the sidewalk.
Holly, your closet full of turtlenecks (all black) made
me think it was just an act. I've been so stupid. But,
Holly, I swear I'll take you seriously now, though I
wonder exactly how I should approach you when all the
spaces in your head become like border lines instead
around your dormitory bed. I'll get you past them then,
this time for real. And what does this mean to you? I
know you're not in any shape to say. What does this mean
to me? I know that when you're pushing me away, you think
you're doing me a favor. Well, you're someone that I'll
stay for now. Holly, this waiting room is all I've seen.
I'm thumbing through a children's magazine to curb my
worry. But, Holly, I'm still the one you cannot drive
away. By your side I swore I'd stay, and I'm still right
here. I've had this blanket since I was born. It's all
chewed up, it's all torn. I know it will not keep you
warm, but maybe you'll see its ratty charm when you can