Dear My Sweet Angel❤️,
Time goes by too quickly. It's already March and I have no idea where I am. Actually, there's nothing planned for me because I feel apathetic. In other words, I don't want to do anything at all. Please, don't get me wrong, I'm not taking any advantage of your death as an excuse. It's that I feel extremely useless and counterproductive.
ところで話は変わるが、私はAL PACINOの"SCENT OF A WOMAN"と言う映画が大好きだ。後半の部分を抜粋したので見てください。そして、もし良ければ映画もお願いします。
CHRIS O'DONNELL: What are you doing?
AL PACINO: I'm gonna to shoot you too. Your life's finished anyway. Your friend George's gonna sing like a canary. And so are you. And once you've sung, Charlie, my boy, you're gonna take your place on that long, gray line of American manhood. And you will be through.
CHRIS O'DONNELL: I'd like to disagree with you, Colonel.
AL PACINO: You're in no position to disagree with me, boy. I got a loaded 0.45 here. You got pimples. I'm gonna kill ya, Charlie, because I can't bear the thought of you sellin' out!
CHRIS O'DONNELL: Please put the gun down, all right, Colonel?
AL PACINO: What? You givin' me an ultimatum?
CHRIS O'DONNELL: No, I'm...
AL PACINO: I give the ultimatums!
CHRIS O'DONNELL: I'm sorry. All right? I'm sorry.
AL PACINO: It's all right... Charlie. You break my heart, son. All my life I stood up to everyone and everything, because it made me feel important. You do it 'cause you mean it. You got integrity, Charlie. I don't know whether to shoot ya or adopt ya.
CHRIS O'DONNELL: Not much of a choice, is it, sir?
AL PACINO: Aw, don't get cute now.
CHRIS O'DONNELL: Colonel, please put the gun away?
AL PACINO: I asked you a question. Do you want me to adopt ya, or don't ya?
CHRIS O'DONNELL: Please? I mean, you're just in a slump right now.
AL PACINO: Slump? No slump, Charlie. I'm bad. I'm not bad. No. I'm rotten.
CHRIS O'DONNELL: You're not bad. Y... You're just in pain.
AL PACINO: What do you know about pain? Hmm? You little snail darter from the Pacific Northwest. What the fuck you know about pain?
CHRIS O'DONNELL: Let me have the gun, Colonel.
AL PACINO: No time to grow a dick, son.
CHRIS O'DONNELL: Just, just give me the gun, all right, Colonel?
AL PACINO: I'm talkin' a parade ground. Ten-hut! Soldier, that was a direct order.
CHRIS O'DONNELL: Give me the gun?
AL PACINO: You can stay or you can leave. You understand? Either way, I'm gonna do this thing. Now why don't you leave and spare yourself?
CHRIS O'DONNELL: I want your gun, Colonel.
AL PACINO: I'm gonna give myself a count. You need a count for balance. Five, four, three, two, one. Fuck it.
AL PACINO: Gimme! Fuck it! Get out of here!
CHRIS O'DONNELL: I'm stayin' right here!
AL PACINO: Get outta here!
CHRIS O'DONNELL: I'm stayin' right here.
AL PACINO: I'll blow your fuckin' head off!
CHRIS O'DONNELL: Then do it! You want to do it? Do it! Let's go.
[ CLICK, pistol ]
AL PACINO: Fuck. Get outta here!
CHRIS O'DONNELL: You fucked up, all right? So what? So everybody does it. Get on with your life, would ya?
AL PACINO: What life? I got no life! I'm in the dark here! You understand? I'm in the dark!
CHRIS O'DONNELL: So give up. You want to give up, give up 'cause I'm givin' up too. You said I'm through. You're right. We're both through. It's all over. So let's get on with it. Let's fuckin' do it. Let's fuckin' pull the trigger, you miserable blind
motherfucker. Pull the trigger.
AL PACINO: Here we go, Charlie.
CHRIS O'DONNELL: I'm ready.
AL PACINO: You don't want to die.
CHRIS O'DONNELL: And neither do you.
AL PACINO: Give me one reason not to.
CHRIS O'DONNELL: I'll give you two. You can dance the tango and drive a Ferrari better than anyone I've ever seen.
AL PACINO: You never seen anyone do either.
CHRIS O'DONNELL: Give me the gun, Colonel.
AL PACINO: Oh, where do I go from here, Charlie?
CHRIS O'DONNELL: If you're tangled up, just tango on.
AL PACINO: You askin' me to dance, Charlie? 🎶Did you ever have the feelin' that you wanted to go🎶 🎶And still had the feelin' that you wanted to stay🎶 You like my blues, Charlie?
CHRIS O'DONNELL: Yeah, they're beautiful.
AL PACINO: I wore these for Lyndon's inauguration. Of course, uh, we weren't the number one ball. But he dropped by anyway.
CHRIS O'DONNELL: Will you please give me the gun?
AL PACINO: You're askin' an officer to surrender his side arm.
CHRIS O'DONNELL: You don't have to surrender it. You just put it down for a little while. All right? Just put it down.
AL PACINO: Boy, I could use a drink, Charlie.
CHRIS O'DONNELL: How about a cup of coffee?
AL PACINO: Too big a leap for me right now, Charlie. Maybe tomorrow. Hah! No, a Mr. John Daniels would be preferred. No water, Charlie.
CHRIS O'DONNELL: No water.
AL PACINO: Please.
CHRIS O'DONNELL: Here's your drink, Colonel.