Thomas may refer to:
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A beaten body in the trunk of a car outside a diner; inside a stranger sits at the snack bar. A couple, June and Thomas, discuss matters of philosophy (epistemology) as the stranger looks on. June finds the stranger eerie--tension builds. The couple leave the diner and the stranger follows. The couple ends up dead; however, not in the way one may suspect.
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Échange tells the story of HENRIK, who takes part in a student exchange program with France. The only reason for this journey is to conquer the heart of his dream girl. Wild Partys, exciting trips, a crazy host family and of course his trouble with the French language turn the - at first unmeant - holidays into a memorable summer.
Keywords: coming-of-age, france, love, multi-lingual, summer-vacation, teenage-love, teenage-romance
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After gangster Mulligan's cars colony, fleeing northern justice, finds a hiding place in Alabama, spoiled, naive daughter Grace refuses to travel on after seeing the Manderlay cotton plantation being run under slavery rules, called Mam's law, inclusive flogging. She keeps half of dad's goons as guard to force the dying matriarch-owner's heirs, which she shamelessly dispossesses and reduces to 'staff', to taste destitution under absurd, gun-imposed contracts. The 'slaves' are made free partners, supposed to vote for progress after lessons from Grace. But almost all her democracy-pupils prove fickle, dumb and selfish, except old Willem. Her and their ignorance in Southern planting and crafty Dixie ways means more problems are created then solved. By the time dad returns to pick her up or abandon her for good, she's the one who has learned and changed the most.
Keywords: 1930s, actress-breaking-typecast, actual-animal-killed, alabama, arson, art, bare-butt, bare-chested-male, beating, bed
A case of mistaken identity
Liberation. Whether They Want It Or Not.
[first lines]::Narrator: It was in the year of 1933, when Grace and her father were heading southward with their army of gangsters.
[last lines]::Narrator: America had proffered its hand, discreetly perhaps, if anybody refused to see a helping hand he really only had himself to blame.
Mam: I beg you, one woman to another.::Grace Margaret Mulligan: Woman to woman, makes no difference to me. The sins of the past are sins I cannot and do not wish to help you erase.
Grace Margaret Mulligan: There's nothing to be afraid of. We've taken all of the family's weapons.::Wilhelm: No. I'm afraid of what will happen now. I feel we ain't ready - for a completely new way of life. At Manderlay we slaves took supper at seven. When do people take supper when they're free? We don't know these things.
Grace Margaret Mulligan: Listen, Mr. Hector, let me just say that I have never met a man who I've instantly despised so wholeheartedly, both for his personality and his occupation.::Dr. Hector: Does that mean you're turning down my offer?
Grace Margaret Mulligan: Dammit Wilhelm, they're not free. That's what matters.::Wilhelm: I'd call that a philosophical argument.
Grace Margaret Mulligan: You think the Negroes wanted to leave their homes in Africa, wasn't it us who brought them to America? We have done them a great wrong. It's our abuses which made them what they are.
Grace Margaret Mulligan: [confused after a womans cry for help] What are you talking about? Who are they gonna whip?::Flora: Timothy!::Grace Margaret Mulligan: Why?::Flora: That's how they do us slaves.::Grace Margaret Mulligan: Slaves?::Flora: Yes ma'am, surely you have heard of slaves? That's what we is at Manderlay, this godforsaken place.
Wilhelm: Just as you thought the notion of community would be good for us, you were so sure that you've permitted yourself to use force to convince us. I'd be sorry if we have to do likewise.::Grace Margaret Mulligan: What do you mean? Do you intend to keep me prisoner?::Wilhelm: Only until you understand what you wanted us to understand. The gate has been repaired and is closed. The fences are in good shape, but of course they aint particularly high. Those fences... come on. Two men with a rusty shot gun and a toy pistol. How dumb do you really think we are?
Timothy: You are forgetting one thing.::Grace Margaret Mulligan: What's that?::Timothy: You made us.
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The story tells about 2 boys who see an opportunity in video taping peoples' testimonies. A dying maffia boss confesses all his crimes and sins, to prevent his daughter gets involved in crime. When he recovers from his illness, he sends a hitman to the boys to prevent them from publishing the names and information on the tape.
Don't get sad. Get even.
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When a woman is beaten into a coma and saved from being raped by her handyman (Donald O'Brien), the local security force does a cover-up to save the town's reputation and frames the saviour. After he hangs himself, the woman's strange comatose psi-powers revive him from the dead to exact revenge.
Three cheers for vice, corruption and wild, wild women . . .
Humble and helpless
Learning to pray
Praying for visions
to Show me the way
Show me the way to forgive you
Allow me to let it go
Allow me to be forgiven
Show me the way to let go
Show me the way to forgive you
Allow me to let it go
Allow me to be forgiven
Show me the way to let go
Illuminate me,
Illuminate me,
Illuminate me,
I'm just praying for you to show me
Where I'm to begin
Hoping to
Sittin' in the corner
Eye-in' little jella
Her head all clink-clank
Scary box of knick-knacks
She's always in a scurry-scurry
Shakin' with her
Worry-worry kickin' up a sandstorm
Runnin' up the slide-down
Bee buzz buzzing
Hummin'bird a hummin' heart
Beatin' clip-clop burstin' like a pea
Pod sparky little milk pup
Rippin' up the hearthrug kickin' up
A sandstorm runnin' up the slide-down
Kickin' up a sandstorm
humble and helpless
learning to pray
praying for visions
to show me the way
show me the way to forgive you
allow me to let it go
allow me to be forgiving
show me the way to let go
show me the way to forgive you
allow me to let it go
allow me to be forgiving
show me the way to let go
you made me yours
you made me
you pave the way
just praying for you to show me
where i'm to begin
come into
come [?]
come into
come into