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'Far out, in the uncharted backwaters|at the unfashionable end
'of the Western Spiral arm|of the Galaxy,
'lies a small unregarded yellow sun.
'Orbiting this at a distance|of roughly 92 million miles
'is an utterly insignificant|little blue-green planet
'whose ape-descended lifeforms|are so amazingly primitive
'that they still think|digital watches are neat.
'This planet has-or had -|a problem, which was this -
'most of the people living on it were|unhappy for pretty much of the time.
'Many solutions were suggested|for this problem,
'mostly concerned with the movements|of small green pieces of paper,
'which is odd, because, on the whole,
'it wasn't the small green pieces|of paper that were unhappy.
'And so the problem remained|and lots of the people were mean,
'and most of them were miserable,|even the ones with digital watches.'
'Many increasingly felt|that they'd all made a big mistake
'in coming down from the trees|in the first place.
'And some said that|even the trees had been a bad move
'and that no one|should ever have left the oceans.
'And then, one day,
'nearly 2,000 years after one man|had been nailed to a tree
'for saying how great it would be|to be nice to people for a change,
'a girl sitting on her own|in a small café in Rickmansworth
'suddenly realised what it was|had been going wrong all this time,
'and she finally knew how the world|could be made a good and happy place.
'This time it was right,|it would work,
'and no one would have|to get nailed to anything.
'Sadly, however, before she could get|to a phone to tell anyone,
'the Earth was demolished to|make way for a hyperspace by-pass
'and so the idea was lost forever.
'Meanwhile, Arthur Dent|has escaped from the Earth
'in the company of a friend of his,
'who has unexpectedly turned out|to be from a small planet
'in the vicinity of Betelgeuse,|and not from Guildford after all.
'His name is Ford Prefect,
'for reasons which are unlikely|to become clear again at the moment,
'and they're hiding|in a Vogon spaceship.'
What's that?
If we're lucky, it's a Vogon|come to throw us out into space.
And if we're unlucky?
The captain might want to read us|some of his poetry first.
Oh, freddled gruntbuggly!
Thy micturitions are to me
As plurdled gabbleblotchits|on a lurgid bee
That mordiously hath bitled out|its earted jurtles...
Now the jurpling slayjd agrocrustles
Are slurping hagrilly up|the axlegrurts...
'Vogon poetry is, of course,|the third worst in the Universe.
'The second worst is|that of the Azgoths of Kria.
'During a recitation by their poetmaster|Grunthos the Flatulent of his poem:
'... four of his audience died|of internal haemorrhaging
'and the president of the|Mid-Galactic Arts Nobbling Council
'only survived|by gnawing one of his own legs off.
'Grunthos is reported to have been|disappointed by the poem's reception,
'and was about to embark on a reading|of his 12-book epic:
'when his own major intestine,
'in a desperate attempt|to save lifekind,
'leapt straight up through his neck|and throttled his brain.
'The very worst poetry of all|and its creator:
'perished in the destruction|of the planet Earth.
'Vogon poetry is mild by comparison.'
Now the jurpling slayid agrocrustles
Are slurping hagrilly up|the axlegrurts...
And living glupules frart|and slipulate
Like jowling meated liverslime.
Groop I implore thee
My foonting turling dromes
And hooptiously drangle me|with crinkly bindlewurdles
Or else I shall rend thee in the|gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon
See if I don't!
- So, Earthlings...|- I'm not an Earthling.
Quiet!|I present you with a simple choice.
Think very carefully,|for your very lives lie in your hands.
Now choose!|Either die in the vacuum of space
or... tell me how good|you thought my poem was.
I liked it.
Huh?
Oh, yes. I thought some|of the metaphysical imagery
- Was particularly effective.|- Yes?
Oh, and interesting...|rhythmic devices...
which seemed to counterpoint|the, er...
Counterpoint the surrealism of|the underlying metaphor of the, er...
Humanity...
- Vogonity.|- Vogonity, sorry!
Of the poet's compassionate soul,|which strives
through the verse structure|to sublimate this, transcend that,
and one is left with a profound|and vivid insight into... into...
Into whatever the poem was about.|That was very good.
So, what you are saying|is that I just write poetry
because underneath|my mean, callous, heartless exterior,
I just want to be loved, is that it?
Well, I mean, yes, don't we all,|deep down, underneath...?
No! You're completely wrong.
I write poetry just to throw|my mean, callous, heartless exterior
into sharp relief. I'm going|to throw you off the ship anyway.
Guard! Take the prisoners to|number 3 airlock and throw them out.
This is great!|This is really terrific!
Ow! Let go of me, you brute!
Don't worry -|I'll think of something.
Resistance is useless!
What is all this, Ford?
I woke up this morning,|thought I'd have a nice, relaxed day,
do a bit of reading, brush the dog...
It's 4.00 p.m. and I'm being|thrown out of an alien spaceship
five light years from|the smoking remains of the Earth.
Just stop panicking!|Who mentioned panicking?
This is just culture shock.
Wait till I settle! Then I'll panic!
- Arthur, you're hysterical! Shut up!|- Resistance is useless!
- And you!|- Resistance is useless!
Give it a rest!|Do you enjoy this sort of thing?
What do you mean?
What I mean is-does it give you|a full, satisfying life?
Full, satisfying life?
Yeah, stomping around, shouting,|pushing people off spaceships.
- Well, the hours are good.|- They'd have to be (!)
- Ford, what are you doing?|- Shh!
- So, the hours are good?|- Yeah. But now you mention it,
most of the actual minutes|are pretty lousy.
Except some of the shouting|I quite like.
Resistance is...
Sure, yes, you're good at that,|I can tell.
But if the rest of it is so lousy,|why do you do it?
The girls?
The rubber? The machismo?
I don't know, really.|I think I just sort of... do it.
My aunt said that spaceship guard|was a good career for a young Vogon -
you know, the uniform, the low-slung|stun-ray holster, mindless tedium...
Ford, this guy's half-throttling me!
Yeah,|but try and understand his problem.
Here he is, poor guy,
his entire life is stamping around,|pushing people off spaceships...
- And shouting...|- Yeah, and shouting!
And he doesn't even know|why he's doing it.
Poignant, very poignant (!)
- Now you've put it like that...|- Good lad.
All right, but what's the alternative?
Stop doing it! Tell them|you're not going to do it any more.
Doesn't sound that great to me!
That's just the start.|There's more than that...
No, if it's all the same to you,
I'll just get you two shoved out,
and then get on with some other bits|of shouting. Resistance is useless!
But come on... Now, look...
Ow! Stop that!
Hang on! There's music and art|and things to tell you about yet!
I think I better stick|to what I know, thanks,
but thanks for taking an interest.
I've got a headache! I don't want|to go to heaven with a headache!
I'll be all cross and won't enjoy it.
There's a whole world you know|nothing about. How about this...?
- Doesn't that stir anything in you?|...No.
Bye. I'll tell my aunt what you said.
Potentially bright lad, I thought.
...Nah!
- We're trapped now, aren't we?|- Yeah, we're trapped.
Well, didn't you think of anything?
- Yeah.|- What?
Unfortunately, it involved being|on the other side of this hatchway.
So that's it? We're going to die?
Yeah.
Except... no!
Wait a minute! What's this switch?
What? Where?
No, I was only fooling.|We're going to die after all.
You know, it's at times like this,
when I'm stuck in a Vogon airlock|with a man from Betelgeuse
and about to die of asphyxiation|in deep space,
that I wish I'd listened|to what my mother told me.
- Why? What did she tell you?|- I don't know... I didn't listen.
Oh, terrific.
"Counterpoint the surrealism|of the underlying metaphor"!
Huh! Death's too good for them!
'The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy|is a wholly remarkable book.
'The introduction starts like this:
'And so on...
'After a while,|the style settles down a bit,
'and it starts telling you things|you actually need to know,
'like the fact that the fabulously|beautiful planet of Bethselamin...
'is now so worried|about the cumulative erosion
'caused by 10 billion tourists a year
'that any net imbalance|between the amount you eat
'and the amount you excrete|whilst on the planet
'is surgically removed from|your body weight when you leave.'
'So every time|you go to the lavatory there,
'it's vitally important|to get a receipt.
'In the entry in which it talks|about dying of asphyxiation
'30 seconds after|being thrown out of a spaceship...
'... which, amazingly, was also|the phone number of an Islington flat
'where Arthur|once went to a very good party,
'where he ate some very good food,
'had some very good drinks|with some very good friends
'and met a very nice girl whom|he totally failed to get off with.'
Is this guy bothering you?
'Though the planet Earth,|the Islington flat,
'and the telephone|have all now been demolished...
'it's comforting to reflect
'that they are all in some small way|commemorated by the fact
'that some 29 seconds later Arthur|and Ford were, in fact, rescued.'
- Told you I'd think of something...|- Oh, sure (!)
Bright idea of mine to find a passing|spaceship and get rescued by it.
Come on! The chances against it|were astronomical.
Don't knock it! It worked!
Where the hell are we?
Well, it looks like|the seafront at Southend.
God, I'm relieved|to hear you say that!
- I thought I must be going mad!|- Perhaps you only thought I said it.
- Well, did you or didn't you?|- I think so.
Perhaps we're both going mad.
Nice day for it-sun...
Sea...
You know, if this is Southend,|there's something very odd about it.
You mean the way|the sea stays steady as a rock...
and the buildings|keep washing up and down?
I thought that was odd.
{y:i}2 to the power of 100,000 to 1|{y:i}against and falling.
What's that?
It sounded like|a measurement of probability.
What does it mean?
I don't know. But I definitely think|we're on some kind of spaceship.
Then, I can only assume we're not|in the first-class compartment (!)
Southend seems to be melting away...
The stars are swirling...|a dustbowl...
snow...
My leg's drifting off|into the sunset...
My left arm's disappeared!
How am I going to operate|my digital watch now?
Ford, you're turning into a penguin!|Stop it!
Qu-what?
2 to the power of 75,000 to 1 against|and falling...
Hey! Who are you? Where are you?
What's going on?|And is there any way of stopping it?
Relax. You are perfectly safe.
That's not the point!
The point is that|I am now a perfectly safe penguin
and my colleague|is rapidly running out of limbs.
Isn't there anything|you feel you ought to be telling us?
Welcome to the starship|Heart of Gold.
Please do not be alarmed by anything|you see or hear around you.
You are bound to feel|some initial ill effects
as you have been rescued from certain|death at an improbability level
of 2 to the power of 260,199 to 1|against, possibly much higher.
We are now cruising at a level of 2|to the power of 25,000 to 1 against
and falling,|and we will be restoring normality
as soon as we are sure what normal is.|Thank you. 2 to the power...
Arthur, this is fantastic!
We've been picked up by a ship with|the new Infinite Improbability Drive!
This is incredible, Arthur...
Arthur? What's happening?
Ford, there's an infinite number|of monkeys out here
who want to talk to us about this|script for Hamlet they've worked out.
'The Infinite Improbability Drive
'is a wonderful new method|of crossing interstellar distances
'in a few seconds, without all that|tedious mucking about in hyperspace.
'The principle of generating small|amounts of finite improbability,
'by simply hooking the logic circuits|of a Bambleweeny 57 Sub-Meson Brain
'to an atomic vector plotter,
'suspended in a Brownian Motion|producer-say, a nice cup of tea -
'had long been understood,
'and such generators were often used|to break the ice at parties
'by making all the molecules|in the hostess's undergarments
'simultaneously leap|one foot to the left,
'in accordance|with the theory of indeterminacy.
'Many respectable physicists said|they wouldn't stand for such a thing,
'partly because|it was a debasement of science,
'but mostly because they didn't get|invited to those sort of parties.
'Another thing they couldn't stand
'was their perpetual failure|in trying to construct a machine
'which could generate|the Infinite Improbability field
'needed to flip a spaceship|between the furthest stars...
'and, in the end,
'they grumpily announced that such|a machine was virtually impossible.
'Then, one evening, a student,|who had been left to sweep up the lab
'after a particularly|unsuccessful party,
'found himself reasoning this way...
"'If such a machine|is a virtual impossibility,
"'then it must, logically,|be a finite improbability.
"'So all I have to do to make one
"'is work out|exactly how improbable it is...
"'feed that figure into|the finite improbability generator...
"'give it a fresh cup|of really hot tea and turn it on."
'The moment he did this,|he was rather startled to discover
'that he had managed|to create the long sought-after
'Infinite Improbability Generator|out of thin air.
'It startled him even more
'when, just after he was awarded|the Galactic Institute's prize
'for extreme cleverness,
'he got lynched by a rampaging mob|of respectable physicists
'who had finally realised
'the one thing they really|couldn't stand was a smartass!'
{y:i}5 to 1 against and falling.
{y:i}4 to 1 against and falling.
3 to 1...
2... 1...
Probability factor of 1 to 1.
We have normality.|I repeat-we have normality.
Anything you still can't cope with is,|therefore, your own problem.
- Who are they, Trillian?|- A couple of guys we picked up.
Sector ZZ9 Plural Z Alpha.
That's very sweet, Trillian,
but do you really think it's wise?
We're on the run and everything,
we've got the police|of half the Galaxy after us,
and we pick up hitchhikers.
10 out of 10 for style, but minus|several million for thinking.
They were floating in open space.|You didn't want them to die, did you?
Not as such...
A second later, they'd have died.
So if you'd thought about it a moment|longer, it would've gone away, right?
Anyway, I didn't pick them up.|The ship did-all by itself.
- Hey, what?|- Hey, what?
- The ship picked them up by itself.|- So what?
The ship...|Oh, forget it and go back to sleep!
We picked them up while we were|in Infinite Improbability Drive.
- But that's incredible!|- No, just very, very improbable.
Don't worry about the aliens.|Just a couple of guys, I expect.
I'll send the robot down|to check them out. Marvin?
I think you ought to know|I'm feeling very depressed.
Oh, God!
Here's something|to take your mind off things.
It won't work.|I have an exceptionally large mind.
Marvin!
All right. What do you want me to do?
Go down to number 3 entry bay|and bring the two aliens up here.
Just that?
- Yes.|- I won't enjoy it.
Just do it!
All right! I'll do it.
Good. Great. Thank you.
I'm not getting you down at all,|am I?
No, no, Marvin,|that's just fine, really.
I wouldn't like to think|I was getting you down.
No, don't worry about that.
You just act naturally|and everything will be fine.
- You're sure you don't mind?|- No, no. It's just part of life.
Life! Don't talk to me about life!
I don't think I can stand that robot|much longer, Zaphod.
'The Encyclopaedia Galactica|defines a robot
'as a mechanical apparatus|designed to do the work of a man.
'The Marketing Division of|the Sirius Cybernetics Corporation
'defines a robot as:
'The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy
'defines the Marketing Division of|the Sirius Cybernetics Corporation:
'Curiously enough, an edition|of the Encyclopaedia Galactica
'that fell through a time warp|from 1,000 years in the future
'defines the Marketing Division|of the Sirius Cybernetics Corporation
'as "A bunch of mindless jerks
"'who were the first against the wall|when the revolution came."'
I think|this ship is brand-new, Arthur.
Have you got some exotic device|for measuring the age of metal?
No. I just found this sales brochure.
"The Universe can be yours for a mere|five quilliard Altairian dollars."
Cheap?
A quilliard is a whole page of|noughts with a one at the beginning.
Ah, this is what I was after!
"Sensational new breakthrough|in improbability physics.
"As the ship's drive|reaches Infinite Improbability,
"it passes through every point|in the Universe.
"Be the envy|of other major governments." Wow!
It's a whole lot better|than that dingy Vogon crate!
This is my idea of a spaceship,
all gleaming metal,|flashing lights, everything...
- What happens if I press this?|- Don't!
Oh!
What happened?
A sign lit up saying, "Please|do not press this button again."
They make a big thing|of the ship's cybernetics.
"A new generation of Sirius|Cybernetics Corporation computers
"and robots|with the new GPP feature."
GPP? What's that?
- Genuine People Personalities.|- Sounds ghastly.
It is.
What?
It all is. Absolutely ghastly.
Just don't even talk about it.
Look at this door.
"All the doors in this spacecraft|have a cheerful, sunny disposition.
"It is their pleasure to open for you
"and their satisfaction|to close again
"with the knowledge|of a job well done."
{y:i}Glad to be of service.
Hateful, isn't it?
Come on. I've been ordered|to take you up to the bridge.
Here I am,|brain the size of a planet,
and they tell me|to take you up to the bridge.
Call that job satisfaction?|'Cause I don't!
- Which government owns this ship?|- Watch this door.
It's about to open again.
I can tell by the intolerable air|of smugness it suddenly generates.
{y:i}Enjoy your trip through this door!
Come on.
{y:i}Thank you!
Thank you very much,
the Marketing Division of the|Sirius Cybernetics Corporation (!)
Excuse me... Which government...?
"Let's build robots with Genuine|People Personalities," they said,
so they tried it out with me.
I'm a personality prototype...|You can tell, can't you?
- Which govern...?|- I hate that door.
I'm not getting you down, am I?
Which government owns this...?
No government owns it.|It's been stolen.
- Stolen?|{y:i}- Stolen?
- Who by?|- Zaphod Beeblebrox.
- Zaphod Beeblebrox?!|- Sorry, did I say something wrong?
Pardon me for breathing,
which I never do anyway, so I don't|know why I bother to say it.
Oh, God, I'm so depressed!
Here's another|of those self-satisfied doors!
Life! Don't talk to me about life!
No one even mentioned it!
{y:i}Glad to be of service.
Really, Zaphod Beeblebrox...!
{y:i}... Reports brought to you|{y:i}here on the sub-etha waveband,
{y:i}broadcasting around the Galaxy, |{y:i}around the clock.
We'll be saying a big hello to all|intelligent lifeforms everywhere.
And to everyone else, the secret|is bang the rocks together, guys.
The big story tonight|is the sensational theft
of the Improbability prototype ship,|by none other than Zaphod Beeblebrox.
And the question everyone's asking -
has the big Zee finally flipped?
Beeblebrox, inventor of|the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster,
ex-confidence trickster,|part-time Galactic President,
{y:i}described by Eccentrica Gallumbits|{y:i}as "The best bang since the big one",
and recently voted the worst-dressed|sentient being in the Universe
for the seventh time running...
Has he got an answer? We asked his|brain care specialist Gag Halfrunt.
Well, Zaphod's just zis guy,|you know...
{y:i}Beeblebrox stole|{y:i}the Improbability Drive Ship
{y:i}when he was meant|{y:i}to be launching it...
- Hey, kid, what'd you do that for?|- I just thought of something.
Worth interrupting|a bulletin about me for?
Can we leave your ego out of this?|This is important.
If there's anything more important|than my ego around, I want it shot!
- We picked up the couple of guys...|- What couple of guys?
- The couple of guys we picked up!|- Oh, yeah. Those couple of guys.
We picked them up|in Sector ZZ9 Plural Z Alpha.
- Yeah!|- Does that mean anything to you?
- Sector ZZ9 Plural Z Alpha!|- Well?
What does the Z mean?
- Which one?|- Any one.
Would you mind|looking at the Galactic charts?
Hey, that's wild!
We should have zapped right into the|Horsehead Nebula. That is nowhere!
Improbability Drive.
We pass through every point|in the Universe!
Yeah, but actually|picking those dudes up there
is just too wild a coincidence.|I want to work this out. Computer!
{y:i}Hi, there. Whatever your problem, |{y:i}I am here to help you solve it.
- Shut up and work something out.|{y:i}- A probability forecast based on...
Improbability data!
{y:i}OK. Did you know most people's lives|{y:i}are governed by telephone numbers?
Telephone numbers?
I've got this terrible pain|in all the diodes down my left side.
Really?
Oh, yes. I mean,|I've asked for them to be replaced,
but no one ever listens.
I can imagine.
Well, well, well, Zaphod Beeblebrox!
I don't believe it!|This is just too amazing!
Trillian! Trillian?
Oh, this is going to be great!
I'm going to be so amazingly cool|it would fluster a Vegan snow lizard!
What real cool! Several million|points out of ten for style!
Right, which is the most|nonchalant chair to be discovered in?
{y:i}Glad to be of service.
I suppose|you'll want to see the aliens now.
Do you want me to rust in a corner|or fall apart where I'm standing?
Show them in.
{y:i}Thank you.
Ford, hi. How are you?|Glad you could drop in.
Oh, hi, Zaphod, great to see you.|You're looking well.
The extra arm suits you. Hey, this is|a great ship you've stolen!
Ford, you mean|you know this person... s?
Know him? He's my...|Oh, hey, Zaphod...
This is my friend - Arthur Dent.|I saved him when his planet blew up.
Hi, Arthur. Glad you could make it.
- This is...|- We've met!
What?
Oh, er, have we?
Hey!
What do you mean-met?
This is Zaphod Beeblebrox|from Betelgeuse 5, you know,
not bloody Martin Smith from Croydon.
I don't care.|We've met, haven't we, Zaphod?
- Or should I say... Phil?|- What?
- At a party six months ago.|- Hey, I really doubt that...
On Earth, England,
London, Islington.
- Oh, hey, yeah! That party?|- What?
You mean you've been to that|miserable little planet as well?
I may have dropped in|on my way somewhere.
At this party was a girl I was after.
Beautiful, charming,|devastatingly intelligent...
everything|I'd been saving myself up for.
Along comes your friend and says,|"Hey, doll! Is this guy boring you?"
"Why don't you talk to me?|I'm from a different planet."
- Zaphod?|- He only had two arms and one head,
and called himself Phil, but...
But you must admit,|he was from another planet!
Good heavens! Tricia McMillan!
- Trillian to you.|{y:i}- Infinity minus 1.
{y:i}- For my next trick...|- Shut up!
What are you doing here?
Same as you. I hitched a lift.
With a degree in maths|and another in astrophysics,
it was either that|or back to the dole on Monday.
Oh, God! Ford, this is Trillian.
Hi! Trillian, my semi-cousin, Ford,
who shares three|of the same mothers as me.
Is this sort of thing going to|happen every time we use the Drive?
Very probably, I'm afraid.
Zaphod Beeblebrox,|this is a very large drink. Hi.
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Harry Potter And The Chamber Of Secrets (2002) CD2
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets CD1
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets CD2
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban CD1
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Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone
Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone CD1
Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone CD2
Harte Jungs - Ants In The Pants 2000
Harts War (2002) CD1
Harts War (2002) CD2
Harts war CD1
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Hatari
Hatuna Meuheret
Haunted Mansion The
Haunting The
Haute Tension
Hawaii Oslo (2004) CD1
Hawaii Oslo (2004) CD2
He Got Game CD1
He Got Game CD2
He Loves Me He Loves Me Not
He Walked By Night (1948)
He ni zai yi qi - Together - Kaige Chen 2002 - CD1
He ni zai yi qi - Together - Kaige Chen 2002 - CD2
Head Above Water (1996)
Head Of State
Head Over Heels 2001
Head in the Clouds
Heart Of Me The (2002)
Heart of Glass
Heart of a Dog
Heartbreak Ridge (1986)
Heartbreakers CD1
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Heartburn (1986)
Hearts In Atlantis
Heat 1995
Heat Team 2004
Heathers
Heaven 2002
Heaven And Earth (1993) CD1
Heaven And Earth (1993) CD2
Heaven Can Wait 1978
Heaven Fell That Night (Roger Vadim 1957)
Heavens Gate CD1
Heavens Gate CD2
Heavens Gate CD3
Heavy Metal (2000)
Heavy Metal - Gerald Potterton 1981
Heavy Traffic
Hebi No Michi (Kiyoshi Kurosawa 1997)
Hedwig and the Angry Inch
Heist
Heist The
Helen of Troy (2003)
Hell is for Heroes
Hellborn (2003)
Hellboy CD1
Hellboy CD2
Hellboy Directors Cut CD1
Hellboy Directors Cut CD2
Hellcats of the Navy - Nathan Juran 1957
Hello I am your Aunt CD1
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Hellraiser
Hells Angels 1930 CD1
Hells Angels 1930 CD2
Hells Kitchen
Helter Skelter 1976 CD1
Helter Skelter 1976 CD2
Helter Skelter 2004 Directors Cut CD1
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Henna
Henry Fool 1997 CD1
Henry Fool 1997 CD2
Henry V
Henry and June (1990)
Herbal Tea
Hercules 1997
Hercules in the Haunted World
Heremakono
Herencia (2001)
Herencia (Inheritance) 2001 (23976)
Hero (2002)
Hero (2002 Extended Cut)
Hero (Jet Li 2002)
Hero The
Heroes Mountain 2002
Heroic Duo (2003)
Heroic Trio The
Hi Mom 1970
Hidalgo (2004) CD1
Hidalgo (2004) CD2
Hidden Fortress (Akira Kurosawa) CD1
Hidden Fortress (Akira Kurosawa) CD2
Hidden Fortress - Criterion Collection
Hidden Half
Hidden Heroes
Hidden The
Hide And Seek
Hideaway
Higanbana - Equinox Flower - Yasujiro Ozu 1958
High Anxiety CD1
High Anxiety CD2
High Fidelity
High Heels and Low Lifes
High Noon
High Plains Drifter
High Sierra
High Society CD1
High Society CD2
High Wind In Jamaica A (1965)
High crimes
Higher Learning
Highlander
Highlander 1986 Directors Cut CD1
Highlander 1986 Directors Cut CD2
Highlander III The Sorcerer 1994
Highway
Highwaymen
Hija del canibal La (2003)
Hijo de la Novia El
Hijo de la Novia El 2001
Hilary and Jackie
Hill The
Hillside Strangler The 2004
Himalaya
Himalaya - lenfance dun chef
Himmelfall
Hip Hip Hora! (Hip Hip Whore)
Hiroshima Mon Amour - Criterion Collection
Hiroshima Mon Amour 1959
Hiroyuki Sanada - Twilight Samurai 2002 CD1
Hiroyuki Sanada - Twilight Samurai 2002 CD2
His Girl Friday
His Secret Life
His brother 2003
Histoire D O (1975)
Histoire de Pen
Historias Minimas (2002)
History of the World The - Part I
Hitcher II - I have been waiting
Hitcher The
Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy The - Episode 1
Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy The - Episode 2
Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy The - Episode 3
Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy The - Episode 4
Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy The - Episode 5
Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy The - Episode 6
Hitlerjunge Salomon - Europa Europa
Hitman
Hitokiri Tenchu 1969 CD1
Hitokiri Tenchu 1969 CD2
Hobbit The
Hocus Pocus
Hole The
Hole in the Head A
Holes CD1
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Hollow Man
Hollow The (2004)
Hollywood Ending CD1
Hollywood Ending CD2
Hollywood Homicide 2003 CD1
Hollywood Homicide 2003 CD2
Holy Man
Holy Matrimony (1994)
Holy Smoke CD1
Holy Smoke CD2
Hombre
Home Alone 1990
Home Alone 2 - Lost in New York
Home Alone 3
Home Alone 4
Home At The End Of The World A
Home On The Range
Home from the Sea
Homem Que Copiava O 2003 CD1
Homem Que Copiava O 2003 CD2
Homerun CD1
Homerun CD2
Homme-orchestre L (Serge Korber 1970)
Homolka a Tobolka
Honest 2000
Honey
Honeymoon Killers The
Honkytonk Man
Hororr hotline (2001)
Horse Whisperer The CD1
Horse Whisperer The CD2
Horseman on the Roof The
Horses Mouth The
Hostile Waters 1997
Hot Chick The
Hot Wheels World Race CD1
Hot Wheels World Race CD2
Hound of Baskervilles The
Hour of the Wolf
Hours The
House By The Cemetary The
House Of The Spirits CD1
House Of The Spirits CD2
House With The Windows That Laugh
House of 1000 Corpses
House of Frankenstein
House of Games (1987)
House of Mirth The
House of Sand and Fog 2003 CD1
House of Sand and Fog 2003 CD2
House of flying daggers
House of the Dead
House of the Flying Daggers
Houseboat
How Green Was My Valley
How High
How The West Was Won 1962 CD1
How The West Was Won 1962 CD2
How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days
How to Beat the High Cost of Living
How to Keep My Love 2004
How to Murder Your Wife 1965
How to Steal a Million CD1
How to Steal a Million CD2
How to deal
Howards End
Hratky s certem
Hudsucker Proxy The
Hulk The - Special Edition
Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam
Hum Kaun Hai
Hum Tum
Hum Tumhare Hain Sanam
Human Beast The CD1
Human Beast The CD2
Human lanterns
Hunchback of Notre Dame II The
Hunchback of Notre Dame The
Hundstage
Hundtricker the movie
Hungama
Hunger The 1983
Hunt For Red October CD1
Hunt For Red October CD2
Hunted The
Hunter The
Huozhe (Lifetimes) CD1
Huozhe (Lifetimes) CD2
Huozhe CD1
Huozhe CD2
Hurricane 1937
Hurricane The CD1
Hurricane The CD2
Hyojadongibalsa 2004
Hypnosis (Saimin 1999)
Hypnotic Doctor Sleep
Hypnotist The 1999
Hypnotized The
Hypo-Chondri-Cat The (1950)