Passage to India CD1
First time in India, Miss Quested?
- First time out of England. - I envy you. New horizons.
Those are the Marabar Caves, about 20 miles from you at Chandrapore.
Mrs Moore returns on the Rawalpindi on May 12th and your return is open.
That is correct?
I'll be staying on... probably.
If you decide to return with Mrs Moore, let us know as soon as possible.
Now, labels, stickers, your ticket, Mrs Moore's ticket.
You should have an interesting voyage. The viceroy's on board.
Tends to liven things up.
(& military band plays)
I do think it's too bad of Ronny not to be here to meet us.
- It is nearly a thousand miles. - We've come 5,000 miles to meet him.
"No more than two annas each."
Thank you. Thank you.
Now... Victoria Station.
- Oh, dear. - Don't worry.
- Mrs Moore? - Yes.
I'm Mrs Turton.
My husband's the collector.
Oh... We gave our tickets to the Indian gentleman.
The chief administrator of Chandrapore. Ronny's "Burra Sahib".
You must be Adela.
Please forgive us, Mrs Turton. We've had a very trying day.
We just wanted to welcome you to the fold and to say... We're off.
We must have a drink or something later, when you've recovered. Goodbye.
I believe you and Ronny met in the Lake District, Miss Quested?
- Yes, we did. - You must forgive me.
We have very few secrets in Chandrapore. And I'm an incurable romantic.
Miss Quested was with her aunt and I was with Ronny.
You know, Mrs Moore, Ronny's doing splendidly. You'll be proud of him.
I'll second that. He's become a proper sahib.
Just the type we want, if I might say so.
You know, Mr Turton, when we get settled in,
we look forward to meeting some of the Indians you come across socially
Well, as a matter of fact, we don't come across them socially.
They're full of all the virtues, no doubt, but we don't.
East is East, Mrs Moore. It's a question of culture.
Could Ronny really have become a sahib?
But that's why you've come here.
You'll find out soon enough.
She's a dreadful woman.
We'd better go to sleep, my dear.
Hello, Mother! Where's Adela?
I can't believe it.
Antony will see to the baggage. Forgive me, I'm part of the reception committee.
Sorry to desert you. We had to welcome the great man back.
- I'd no idea he was so important. - You hadn't?
- That was Turton. - Turton?
McBryde. When he first came, Hamidullah said he was quite a good fellow.
But they all become exactly the same.
I give any Englishman two years.
- The women are worse. - I give them six months.
Ronny, is that a body?
Yes. I'm sorry. We'll soon be out of this.
Why do we spend so much time discussing the English?
Because we admire them, Doctor Sahib.
That is the trouble.
- Here we are, then. - Very nice, dear.
- Are those the Marabar Hills? - That's right.
- With the caves? - I suppose so.
Look, you've got a busy day tomorrow. Then we have a show at the club.
- Come on. Let's have tea. - Yes.
(Ronny) Good night, Mother.
- (knocking) - Yes?
- Good night, dear. - Good night.
Having listened to the evidence, I find you guilty of cheating
under Section 415 of the Indian Penal Code
and sentence you to two months' hard labour.
You may take the prisoner down.
- Well, how did it all go? - We must have seen everything.
Yes, the church, the hospital, the war memorial, the barracks.
- Mr Hadley was most thorough. - Splendid. And now you're off to the club.
My dear, life rarely gives us what we want at the moment we consider appropriate.
Adventures do occur, but not punctually.
Doctor Sahib, when are we going to get you married?
I have enough responsibilities, Auntie.
We ask the poor fellow to dinner, avail ourselves of his professional skills,
- and you always bring up this question. - It is the least I can do.
This should put a stop to the trouble.
And, Begum Sahiba, I beg you once more not to drink water out of a tap.
Please to boil it, boil it, boil it!
And now we can eat. Selim!
(both speak Urdu)
Why must you always bring up this question of marriage?
He sends the children nearly all his salary and lives like a low-grade clerk.
What more do you require?
This chitty has just arrived for you from Major Callendar.
I am to report to his bungalow posthaste.
And my bicycle has a puncture.
The major sahib left half an hour ago.
- And left no message? - No message.
Mrs Lesley, it is a tonga. Come!
Oh, how splendid.
I suppose this is all right?
My dear, never look a gift-horse in the mouth, particularly in this country.
Club, tonga wallah! Club! Why doesn't the fool move?
I pay you tomorrow.
Will you please...
Madam, this is a mosque. You have no right here.
- You should have taken off your shoes. - But I have taken off my shoes.
I left them outside.
Then I... I ask your pardon.
- Let me go. - Madam.
I am right, am I not?
If I remove my shoes, I am allowed?
Of course. But so few ladies take the trouble.
Especially if thinking no one is here to see.
God is here.
God is here.
That is very fine. May I know your name?
I came from the club.
They're doing a rather tiresome musical play I'd seen in London.
- It was very hot. - I think you ought not to walk alone.
There are bad characters about, and leopards may come from the hills.
- Snakes also. - But you walk alone.
- I come here quite often. I'm used to it. - Used to snakes?
I'm a doctor, you see. Snakes don't dare bite me.
Mrs Moore, I think you are newly arrived in India.
Yes. How did you know?
By the way you address me.
Sometimes I have seen a dead body float past from Benares.
But not very often.
- There are crocodiles. - Crocodiles?
What a terrible river.
What a wonderful river.
Please may I ask you a question now? Why do you come to India?
I come to visit my son. He's the city magistrate.
Oh, no. Excuse me. Our city magistrate is Mr Heaslop.
He is my son all the same. I was married twice.
And your first husband died?
He did. And so did my second.
Then we are in the same box.
And is the city magistrate the entire of your family now?
No. I have a daughter in England by my second husband. Stella. She's an artist.
Mrs Moore, like yourself, I have also a son and a daughter.
Is not this the same box with a vengeance?
But not called Ronny and Stella, surely?
No indeed. Akbar and Jamila. They live with my wife's mother.
And your wife?
In giving me a son, she died.
You have the most kind face of any English lady I have met.
I think I'd better go back now.
& I've got this strange feeling I've fallen in love
- & She's fallen in love? - & While I was freewheeling
& Hooray, hooray, hooray
& It's a wonderful day today
& But I know that at this juncture
& I can't afford a puncture
& And here is my Michael...
I wish I were a member. I could have asked you in.
Indians are not allowed.
There you are. What have you been up to?
I'll tell you about it later.
I had a small adventure, and saw the moon in the Ganges.
Ah, Mrs Moore, Miss Quested, have a drink. Have two drinks.
- It's very kind. - My wife's on stage,
and Ronny's still holding the fort for Major Callendar.
His wretched Indian assistant didn't turn up in time, but I got my own back.
I'm sorry about the show. But what else can we do for you ladies?
Mr Turton, I'm longing to see something of the real India.
Fielding, how is one to see the real India?
Try seeing Indians.
- Who was that? - Our schoolmaster. Government College.
As if one could avoid seeing them.
Well, I've scarcely spoken to an Indian since we landed.
If you really want to meet some of our Aryan brothers,
how about a bridge party?
- Not the game. - Oh...
No. A party to bridge the gulf between East and West.
We can produce almost any type you like: Hindus, Muslims, Sikhs, even a Parsee.
& God save our gracious king
& Long live our noble king
& God save the king
& Send him victorious
& Happy and glorious...
(& band plays "Tea for Two")
To work, Molly. To work.
I never thought so many would turn up. They hate it as much as we do.
Very nice of you to come.
Would you please tell these ladies I wish we could speak their language?
- Perhaps we speak yours a little. - Why, fancy, she understands!
- Piccadilly, Hyde Park Corner. - Yes, indeed.
- Rotten Row. - Marble Arch.
- She knows Paris also. - They pass Paris on the way, no doubt.
(& "Roses of Picardy")
My only consolation
is that Mrs Turton will soon be retired to a villa in Tunbridge Wells.
Who is that man talking to Adela?
Oh, that's Fielding. Runs Government College.
I don't understand people inviting guests and not treating them properly.
You and Mr Turton are the only people who've made any attempt to be friendly.
It makes me quite ashamed.
It's awkward, I agree, here at the club.
I envy you being with Indians.
If you and Mrs Moore would care to meet one or two, it's easily arranged.
I'd love to. I'm sure she would too.
We've an old Hindu professor who'll tell you all about reincarnation and destiny.
- He might even be persuaded to sing. - I'd like that.
- Tell me, do you know a Dr Aziz? - I know of him. I've never actually met.
Mrs Moore says he's charming.
- Good. We'll invite him too. - Good.
Oh, dear. This is for Mrs Turton.
(& "In a Monastery Garden" by Albert Ketèlbey)
This is one of the most unnatural affairs I have ever attended.
Of course it's unnatural. Now you see.
I do not see why you all behave so unpleasantly to these people.
- We're not out here to be pleasant. - Ronny, what do you mean?
India isn't a drawing room. We're out here to do justice and to keep the peace.
I'm not a missionary or a sentimental socialist.
- I'm just a member of the civil service. - As simple as that.
What do you and Adela want me to do? Sacrifice my career?
Lose the power I have for doing good in this country?
Good? You're speaking about power.
The whole of this entertainment is an exercise in power,
and the subtle pleasures of personal superiority.
(& band plays "God Save the King")
God has put us on earth to love and help our fellow men.
- Mr Fielding. - Oh, hello. Is that Dr Aziz?
Yes. I'm afraid I am early.
That's fine. I won't be a jiffy. Please make yourself at home.
May I really, Mr Fielding? It's very good of you.
- Mr Fielding! - Yes?
I have long been wanting to meet you.
I have heard many times about your kind heart and your sociability.
My dear fellow!
And I have seen you in the bazaar.
(Fielding hums "The Sun, Whose Rays are all Ablaze" by Gilbert & Sullivan)
& The sun, whose rays are all ablaze with ever-living glory
& Does not deny his majesty, he scorns to tell a story...
- I say, Mr Fielding. - Yes?
Before you come out, guess what I look like.
Well, let's see. You're about 5ft 9in tall.
- Jolly good! - I can see that much through the glass.
- Anything wrong? - I've just broken my back collar stud.
Oh. Take mine.
Have you a spare one?
Yes. Yes, one minute.
- Not if you're wearing it. - No, no. Here in my pocket.
But nobody carries a spare stud in his pocket.
I always, in case of emergency.
Here it is.
Many thanks. Oh, and how do you do?
Sit down while I finish dressing, if you don't mind the unconventionality.
I always thought Englishmen kept their rooms so tidy.
Everything arranged coldly on shelves is what I thought.
There are two English ladies coming to tea to meet you.
- Oh. - Oh, I think you know one of them.
- I know no English ladies. - Not Mrs Moore?
- Mrs Moore? - And Miss Quested, her companion.
Oh. Is she an old lady?
She's a young lady, and she wants to see India.
(both speak Urdu)
They're here, or will be in a few seconds.
I've also asked our professor of philosophy, Narayan Godbole.
Oh, the inscrutable Brahmin.
I hope to goodness his food'll be all right. He's orthodox, you know.
(Fielding) Good afternoon. Welcome.
- (Mrs Moore) How kind of you to ask us. - (Miss Quested) Nice to meet you.
It must have been a small audience hall.
Mrs Moore, do you remember the tank in our mosque?
- I do indeed. - Please come and see.
By a skilful arrangement of our emperors, the same water comes and fills this tank.
My ancestors loved water. We came out of the desert.
We came over from Persia and Afghanistan.
And wherever we went, we created fountains and gardens and...
Ah, Godbole! You know Dr Aziz, and here are our new visitors.
Mrs Moore, Miss Quested, Professor Godbole. We didn't realise you were here.
The sun will soon be driving us all into the shade.
And I was enjoying the water.
Now, Mrs Moore, would you like to have our tea served inside or out?
Dr Aziz, I wonder if you could explain a disappointment we had this morning.
Ah, yes. I'm afraid we may have given some offence.
That is impossible. May I know the facts?
Yes. An Indian lady and gentleman, whom we met at the club party the other day,
were to collect us in their carriage this morning at nine.
We waited and waited. They never came.
They even put off going to Delhi to entertain us.
- I wouldn't worry about it. - Well, it is very worrying.
I think perhaps, young lady, they grew ashamed of their house
- and that is why they did not send. - That's very possible.
- I do so hate mysteries. - We English do.
I rather like mysteries, but I do dislike muddles.
I think a mystery is only a high-sounding term for a muddle.
The professor, Aziz and I know that India's a muddle.
Agreed, I'm sorry to say.
There will be no muddle when you come to visit me at my house.
That would be very nice. Yes, Adela?
Yes, indeed. Do please give me your address, Doctor Aziz.
- Yes? - One moment. I have a better idea.
Let me invite you all to a picnic at the Marabar Caves.
Ladies, this will be a most magnificent outing.
One is transported by mountain railway 2,000 feet above the plain.
And the caves, Mrs Moore, are a wonder of India.
- Yes, Professor? - They have a reputation.
Doctor, how many caves are there?
I'm not exactly sure. Unfortunately, I've never been there myself.
My dear chap!
Professor Godbole, have you seen the caves?
Well, could you tell us something about them?
Only a few have been opened. Perhaps seven or eight.
There is an entrance which you enter,
and through this entrance, manmade, there is a circular chamber.
- Big? - Not big.
- Immensely holy, no doubt? - Oh, no, no.
Ornamented in some way?
They are all the same. Empty and dark.
Well, there must be something to account for their reputation.
Mr Fielding, I should like to see something of the college.
Don't you come, Adela. I know you hate institutions.
You know, Miss Quested, when I first saw Mrs Moore it was in the moonlight.
I thought she was a ghost.
- A very old soul. - An old soul?
The professor is using the expression in its Hindu sense.
Someone who has been here many times before.
- Mrs Moore - a reincarnation? - Quite so.
- Please go on, Professor. - Ah, yes.
- It is philosophy of some complication. - But in simple terms...
In simple terms, Miss Quested, life is a wheel with many spokes.
A continuous cycle of life: birth, death and rebirth
until we attain nirvana.
I have contrived a dance based on this philosophy.
Do you dance, Professor?
- Adela. - Oh, Ronny, you're early.
Let me introduce to you Professor Godbole and this...
What's happened to Fielding? And what on earth are you doing?
They're seeing the college and we're eating water chestnuts. Have one.
No, thank you. We're leaving at once.
- But we can't leave like this. - It's perfectly all right.
You can take it from me that picnic will never come off.
Just like that fiasco this morning. He'll forget he invited you.
- You're wrong. - Notice the collar climbing up his neck?
I like Dr Aziz.
Aziz was dressed in his Sunday best, but he'd forgotten his back collar stud.
And there you have the Indian all over.
I bet he forgot the caves are miles from the station.
- Have you been to them? - I know all about them, naturally.
- Naturally. - I really cannot have this quarrelling.
I don't know why I get so het up.
Actually, I was taking us all to see a game of polo. Should be good.
Not for me, dear. I'm going to rest.
You and Adela can watch the polo.
- Ronny. - Yes?
- I want to say something. - Yes?
I've finally decided...
we're not going to be married.
You never said we would be married.
But you were quite right to come out. It was a good idea.
We're being awfully English about this, aren't we?
I suppose that's all right.
As we are English, yes, I suppose it is.
Let's go for a little drive.
- Oughtn't we get back to the bungalow? - Why?
I think we should tell your mother, talk about what we're going to do.
If you don't mind, let's leave it a day or two.
I don't want to upset her any more than I have.
And besides, you're going on that expedition.
And why did you undertake such an extravagance?
To avoid asking them to my house.
Which you had already done.
Now we must all put our shoulders to the wheel.
My wife will supply plates, knives and forks.
And then there is the question of alcohol.
Whisky-sodas for Mr Fielding, ports for the ladies.
And food. The English are big eaters.
- And Professor Godbole? - He eats more than the English.
- Nothing but vegetables, fruits and rice. - And only if cooked by a Brahmin.
And if there is a slice of beef in the vicinity, he will throw up.
The English can eat mutton.
- Even ham. - Ham? Are you suggesting I offer ham?
English ladies cannot sit upon the ground. Not even on a Persian carpet.
- You must take chairs and tables. - So you will need servants.
Then there is also the question of transport after the train journey.
The caves are a considerable distance from the station.
I've just been to the station. The train leaves before dawn.
Then you must take precaution against lack of punctuality.
Better spend the night there.
- What was that? - Nothing.
It always happens before the hot weather, generally with dust and thunder. Coffee?
No, thank you. I'm off to bed.
I know I made myself rather ridiculous this afternoon.
But the truth is, I wasn't quite sure of myself, and I'm sorry.
Very nicely said. Thank you, dear.
Of course, I have no earthly right to tell either of you what you can or cannot do.
See India if you like and as you like.
Sometimes I think too much fuss is made about marriage.
Century after century of carnal embracement,
and we're still no nearer understanding one another.
Adela, are you all right?
Yes, of course.
- Well, what happened? - Nothing.
I want to take back what I said at the polo.
Oh, Ronny... I'm such a fool.
(& orchestra plays "Oh, Lady Be Good")
It's a funny thing, but I don't feel a bit excited.
Well, nothing's really changed, has it? I feel perfectly ordinary.
It's much the best feeling to have.
I suppose so.
I'm sorry to have been so difficult.
Oh, I shouldn't worry.
It's partly to do with this country and the odd surroundings.
Do you mean that my bothers are to do with India?
India forces one to come face to face with oneself.
It can be rather disturbing.
It must be very cold in England.
Now we must go back and you must dance with Ronny.
Apart from anything else, it will serve as a notice of intent.
(rumble of thunder)
(both speak Urdu)
- It's going to be hot. - Your famous hot weather.
- Mother? - You two go ahead.
Congratulations. We've just heard the good news.
Allow me to shake your hand.
Mr Fielding, I'm Dr Lal.
- Ah, yes. How do you do? - Just making check on doctor sahib.
- Major Callendar's orders. - And?
A slight fever, perhaps. Change of season.
- You must get well quickly. - Yes. There is talk of cholera in the city.
There is always talk of cholera in the city.
Hello! Can I come in?
Mr Fielding. Yes, please come in.
- Hamidullah. - Mr Fielding, how nice of you to come.
- And how's the patient? - It is very good of Mr Fielding
to condescend to visit our friend. We're deeply touched.
Don't talk to him like that. He does not want it.
And he does not need three chairs. He's not three Englishmen!
Well, are you ill or aren't you?
No doubt Major Callendar told you I'm shamming.
Well, are you?
The hot weather is coming. I have a fever.
Sit down, sit down. Sit down, all of you!
Mr Fielding, excuse. A question, please.
- Carry on. - Nothing personal.
Personally, we're all delighted that you should be here.
But how is England justified in holding India?
- Unfair political question. - No, no.
- I'm out here because I need a job. - Qualified Indians also need a job.
I got in first.
And I'm delighted to be here. That's my answer and that's my only excuse.
- And those who are not delighted? - Chuck 'em out.
Indians are also saying that.
- (speaks Urdu) - Mr Fielding...
What are you doing out here?
Please come back.
Here you see the celebrated hospitality of the East.
Look... look at the mess. Look at the flies.
- Look at the plaster coming off the wall. - Oh, please.
Here is my home,
where you come to be insulted by my friends.
That was fair enough. And you'd better get back into bed.
- And then you'll have to be off. - You should rest.
I can rest all day thanks to Dr Lal, Major Callendar's spy.
I suppose you know that.
Major Callendar doesn't trust anyone, English or Indian. That's his character.
I wish you weren't under him. But you are, and that's that.
There we are. Try sleeping for a bit.
Before you go, will you please open that drawer under the clock?
There's a grey cardboard folder.
That's right. Open it.
She was my wife.
You are the first Englishman she has ever come before.
Now put her away.
I don't know why you pay me this great compliment, but I do appreciate it.
Oh, it is nothing. She was not a highly educated woman, or even beautiful.
But I loved her.
Now put her away. You would have seen her anyhow.
- Would you have allowed me to see her? - Why not?
I believe in the purdah, but I would have told her you were my brother.
- Would she have believed you? - Of course not.
Put her away. She is dead.
I showed her to you because I have nothing else to show.
Mr Fielding, why are you not married?
The lady I liked wouldn't marry me. That's the main point.
That was a long time ago. Before the war.
- You haven't any children? - None.
Excuse the following question. Have you any illegitimate children?
- Then your name will die entirely out? - Right.
This is what an Oriental will never understand.
- There are far too many children anyway. - Why don't you marry Miss Quested?
- Good Lord! - But she's very nice.
I can't marry her even if I wanted to. She's engaged to the city magistrate.
So no Miss Quested for Mr Fielding.
However, she is not beautiful, and she has practically no breasts.
For a magistrate they may be sufficient.
For you I'll arrange a lady with breasts like Bombay mangoes!
No, you won't.
You must not tell Callendar, but last year I took sick leave and I went to Calcutta.
- There are girls there with breasts... - You've made a remarkable recovery.
- I have, I have. - Please tell your chap to bring my horse.
- He doesn't seem to understand my Urdu. - I told him not to.
But now I will release you. Hassan!
(both speak Urdu)
By the way, about this Marabar expedition. It's going to cost an awful lot.
Would you like me to help you call it off?
No, no. Arrangements are almost complete.
I shall know exact date tomorrow.
Well, good. Don't leave it too long.
(both speak Urdu)
You've come after all! I was afraid... How kind, how very kind!
I'm sorry, Dr Aziz, but I've never been at my best at this time of the morning.
- We're here anyway. - Yes. Excuse me. Please come.
- This isn't all for us? - For this great occasion
I've had help from all my friends.
I think you will not need your servant.
- No, indeed. - Then we shall all be Muslims together.
Antony... I don't like him at all.
Antony, you can go now. We won't need you any more.
Master told me to stay.
Mistress tells you to go.
Master says "Keep near ladies all morning."
- What's that for? - A surprise. You will see.
Come, come, come. Please, come.
You are travelling purdah. You will like that?
- It will certainly be a new experience. - Yes.
Where's Mr Fielding?
He'll be here. Englishmen never miss a train.
Mr Fielding! Mr Fielding!
I'm most awfully sorry, Aziz.
Oh, Mr Fielding, you have destroyed me.
It was Godbole's prayers. They went on for ever.
- Jump on! Jump! - No, no.
- I must have you. - I'm sorry, Aziz, but it really is no good.
We'll join you... somehow.
Mrs Moore, our expedition is a ruin.
Nonsense. We shall now all be Muslims together.
- Dear, dear Mrs Moore. - Go back to you carriage, Dr Aziz.
You make me quite giddy.
Poor Aziz. We must try and get hold of a car.
Can you think of anyone?
Is anything the matter?
- You saw the gates shut against us? - Yes.
- Today is Tuesday. - Go on.
Not a wise day to undertake such a journey.
Extremely inauspicious, Mr Fielding.
I wouldn't have missed this for anything.
- Memsahib. - Oh, thank you.
- Tea coming. - Yes.
What a relief after Antony.
Rather a strange place to do the cooking.
I always feel rather embarrassed when people I dislike are good to me.
And I really don't care for Mrs Callendar.
But she's visiting a clinic and the road goes up to just below the caves.
We'd better leave in half an hour. Would you care for a coffee?
- Miss Quested! - Oh, no.
Is Mrs Moore awake?
Yes. But please... go in!
Don't worry, Miss Quested. Look, I am Douglas Fairbanks.
Tell me, dear. What's going on out there?
Mrs Moore, we're almost there.
I will now explain to you about the ladder. It is to be your big surprise.
You cannot imagine how you honour me.
I feel that I am journeying back into my past, and that I'm a Mogul emperor.
Sometimes I shut my eyes and dream... I have splendid clothes again.
And that I'm riding into battle behind Alamgir. He too rode an elephant.
Horrid, stuffy place, really.
- Everything is very well arranged. - And here, ladies, is your port.
The best caves are higher up, under the Kawa Dol.
But we start in this one.
The guide says, everyone to go in quietly.
P S 2004
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Pact of Silence The
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Panic Room 2002
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Paradine Case The (1947)
Paradise Hawaiian Style - Elvis Presley (Michael D Moore 1966)
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Paragraph 175 (Rob Epstein Jeffrey Friedman 1999)
Parallax View The 1974
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Parapluies de Cherbourg Les
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Paris - When It Sizzles (1964)
Paris Texas CD1
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Passion Of The Christ The
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Patlabor - The Movie - 1990
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