Quteme the band, please.
Quteme the band, please.
Not yet.
Where are you taking me?
- Where are you taking me?
- Shut up!
GROUND CABINETS
Tell me if you need anything else.
I'm leaving in 10 minutes.
Let's see ...
I think I have it all.
Where am I?
Here.
Who are you?
"I can talk
the commanding officer?
Me.
Where are we?
On your right.
Conversely, his vice and my versa.
Vice Versa.
Please quteme the band
and wives.
Call my lawyer.
They took me out of bed ...
Do not worry.
We will investigate.
No longer need you more.
Go straight to the point,
I'm sick of this shit.
Bonne nuit''.''
Where?
Do they also have gone?
I'm here, at his side.
Have I scared?
Sorry.
A second.
I'll light the lights.
Let's take this band.
How much time do I have here?
What day is today?
The next day.
One night.
I was brought here last night.
I think it was last night.
Sometimes they seem ...
- Two nights or two weeks.
- No.
They brought it last night.
You are in charge.
They came to my house
when I was in bed.
One pointed a gun.
The other blindfolded and gagged me.
I crawled out of my house.
On the way here, I was slapped,
I spat ...
I stretched hair,
I twisted the arms ...
squeezed my legs
and left me in a narrow room ...
was not greater
a closet.
They had no warrant.
I have been denied
the right to a lawyer.
Why am I here?
He says he is a writer
children's literature.
Do you write anything else?
Like what?
- Policy, for example.
- No.
- Do not understand politics.
- Okay.
It is better to have no ideas
to have them halfway.
So do not belong
to any clandestine group.
No.
- Are your stories politicized?
- I write for children 7 and 8.
Well, children are best
receptacles propaganda.
You can do whatever you want,
whenever you play with him.
- Who said that?
- Bismarck.
This is ridiculous.
Well ...
may have committed
failure.
It does not happen often
but sometimes ...
if you go drinking,
may err on the street.
"The wrong street?
My sincerest apologies.
You can go.
Maybe I should wait
formal apology.
What is it?
Let the boss
apologize for our failure.
How long will it take?
Nothing.
Do I have questioned
like a criminal ...
knowing that I was
an apology?
This is the procedure.
You can never be sure.
I insist.
I'm already used to.
The last time I saw
was two years ago, I think.
Signed autographs at the bookstore
the Third Street ...
Sorry.
I do not want to talk.
Do you think your apology
enough?
I will file charges,
especially against him.
What is going to present what
against whom?
I said that I ...
I will denounce him.
The other. I have not seen
but I know his voice.
- How sound like?
- A clogged pipe.
A man with a voice ...
stuck pipe.
What did?
Does the violation?
No.
Only has cherished
Right?
Yes
Is rare.
Our prisoners
do not complain about that.
Men do not do that.
They are professional.
No lie.
- Sure. Maybe I imagined.
- No.
One day in jail
and says it takes two weeks.
- Why write well? Lmaginacin.
- No, I have left marks ...
"I can see them?
I see a physician.
All right.
Do not worry.
We will investigate.
"More soup?
Have some rum.
Does get warm.
How long
to get the letter?
- What letter?
- The dis ...
- The official apology.
- Oh, that.
- Is he all the time?
- Yes
- What do you play?
- I'm not playing.
- It has made me wait.
- Re-imagine things.
You want to wait.
Did not I tell I had it?
This is a mess.
"Soldiers drunk?
Official "hallucinating?
You should be careful
what you say.
The walls have ears.
Open the door!
I have a letter of apology!
Open up!
Better be cherished.
Can take a long time
before leaving.
I have to call my lawyer.
What is that?
Why was not
when he had the chance?
You can not call or his attorney,
or anyone from the outside.
You must trust us.
I'm just a piece
a powerful mechanism ...
you too, but together
we seek the truth.
The help to the extent
they can ...
but you support the weight
of responsibility.
Deliberate deception
not be tolerated ...
although I find
their lies charming.
Unintentional errors
be treated with kindness ...
and must rely on my ration
of firmness and kindness.
Their hopes should focus
to depersonalize this ...
and do not see me as an aggressor
or suffer as a victim.
Remember that the two
seek the truth ...
and I am your friend
in this search ...
their philosopher and guide.
Learn to fly''...''
Triumph of the Treasury''''...
The''green-winged cat''...
Highly politicized, right?
No, you're right.
Are harmless.
I already said,
is making a mistake.
No, this is not possible.
Are you infallible?
I, personally, no.
Surely
not looking good.
There can not be arrested
for nothing.
Is it going to invent something
to justify my arrest?
GROUND CABINETS
I have not yet published.
Where did you get it?
They searched my house, right?
- Tell me what's going on.
- Why do not you read?
It is interesting to hear writers
talk about their work.
- Hidden Meanings ...
- In children's literature ...
have to be direct,
no hidden meanings.
Children are very subtle.
My stories are harmless
cheerful.
There are deeper
a cotton candy.
Have you destroyed my home?
Do not worry.
All right.
Even cleaned
before leaving.
And there was some blood
in the water.
- Do you have your period?
- None of your business.
It does not.
See?
It is easier
if you answer my questions.
Are you in good health?
Any problem
I should know?
Is he medicated?
Answer my questions
be good girl ...
and promise
not do it again.
Do not tell me it
good girl.
I keep waiting for the artist
talk about their work.
About a girl whose mother
locked in a closet.
The girl begins to fantasize
the clothes are his friends.
There are wonderful festivals
in the closet ...
with the girl and her friends ...
and becomes a stream
in a meadow ...
wild strawberries
and beautiful flowers.
When her mother
returns from work ...
the rooster sympathetic
which is actually a scarf ...
tells the girl and her friends
cackling.
The clothes become
to their perches ...
and the girl falls silent
waiting to take her mother.
It is a curious story.
Unlike''''The Flying Cow
and''The green-winged cat.''
"It was a lonely child?
- Did not he have siblings?
- No, just my mother and me.
But his mother
case not long ago.
Well, it was not his intention,
worked hard ...
and had literary gatherings
Sundays.
Still feel alone
Right?
I do not trust the lonely people.
The eternal spectator
of life.
Watching.
Waiting.
- "She was afraid her mother?
- No.
- We got along.
- Well, yes.
Was with her
when he died last year.
- What?
- The accused them of not noticing.
I did what I asked.
All that I could.
I've been for you
you never were there for me.
You never noticed.
Ran out of the hospital.
- His mother died that night.
- I have been watching.
Since last year,
perhaps earlier. Why?
Why have recorded
my conversations?
I brought by mistake.
It is part of a plan.
We recorded all conversations
hospitals without exception.
So we access confessions
faults, desires, everything ...
Almost everything is sentimental nonsense
and destroyed ...
but if they are writers,
actors and political activists ...
never destroyed.
Government policy.
Now ...
tell me ...
What did not realize
his mother?
What did not realize
his mother?
Do not overdo it.
Come on, just been tapped.
Do not overdo it.
- Others were burned with cigarettes.
- Will you do me that?
I do not smoke.
It will happen.
Put your head
knees.
Cover your ears
gently.
Better?
Do we?
Some water, please.
If you answer my question.
What did not realize his mother?
Mothers and daughters
always discussed.
Then you do not remember
or why it was.
Do not beat me.
Do not worry.
It will happen.
Let's talk about Earth''cabinet.''
The girl, whom his mother
has locked ...
imagine that the clothes are now friends
and play with them.
The rooster tells them sympathetic
that his mother is back.
Clothes hangers and back to
she hopes to remove it. Yes?
Yes
Why are they locked?
I do not know.
I had not thought.
Think about it now.
Perhaps he ate too much cake ...
or soiled clothing
of his mother.
And so the enclosing
in a closet.
It's a little extreme, right?
There are secret meetings
in the closet.
Clothes do not come to life
until they are alone.
When the rooster,
who is watching ...
gives the warning cry,
escape.
And when the mother returns,
there is nothing.
The girl is a martyr
and the mother is a tyrant.
Sympathizes with the girl,
because he hates authority.
- Do you dislike my interpretation?
- No.
But it is just that.
Interpretation.
I can not control what
you think of my stories ...
there are people who turn
with passages from the Bible.
Earth''cabinet''
is a simple children's story.
Not a single word.
Think ...
We
Skeletons in the closet''.''
Is a hide. The Closet''''
homosexual and intellectual.
It's a dark world
and secret.
As the basement or space
under the bed at night.
All children's stories
have elements of terror.
Cruel dragons, wicked witches.
I chose everyday objects.
A closet instead of a monster.
It is the only difference.
Children's literature
is not politicized ...
because children are not.
Politics is something big.
We know that children live
for themselves in the moment.
But they can guide
within an ideology.
They are more receptive
to the subtleties ...
and is what we tried to
with history.
- It's subliminal indoctrination.
- That's absurd!
- Do not support the resistance?
- No.
- Is not it a clandestine member?
- No. I do not know politics.
Are we back to us?
Do you support our actions for peace?
I told
I do not understand politics.
He believed that non-smokers.
This is the first.
Who commissioned the story?
Where is the man in the closet?
Who is the clothing that comes to life?
We already have two coats.
The kindergarten teacher
and physical.
Who is the rooster?
How do you know when will mom?
Is it the government?
We have some suspicions.
Is not one of those activists
against the snuff?
Tome.
It was not necessary.
Know if I'll hurt you.
The suspense, no pain,
drive her crazy.
Has changed.
Tome.
- More
- He said he would tell me.
Never trust strangers.
Did not your mother say?
No, never.
I have to clear my mouth.
Sign this.
I confess that my story''
'Land of cabinets' ...
is an allegory of the struggle
underground resistance.
The protagonist of the story ...
The reader is misinformed,
whose opinion I modeled.
I have represented
government authority ...
in the character of the mother.
The clothes are insurgents.
The rooster is an official
government.''
- I can not sign.
- Why?
It's a lie!
I will not confess lies
and although Doing so ...
How do I know
which will end there?
There will be more.
Other lies, right?
The girl knew she had lost
your chance ...
opening the door
and exit.
Whatever you do
the poor girl's wardrobe ...
bad man
not for drinking.
Is so thirsty to drink
offered urine.
He did what all children do
when they are caught.
He closed his eyes tightly ...
and imagined
that escaped from hell.
I knew there was light
beyond hell ...
and elves
had left a jar ...
fresh dew for her.
So I figured ...
I was there drinking
dew on the clarity ...
far from hell.
It is estimated that 96.8%
Women's ...
who prefer black lingerie
are prostitutes''cabinet.''
It is estimated that 97.3%
Women's ...
who prefer black lingerie
are prostitutes''cabinet.''
It is estimated that 99, 10%
Women's ...
who prefer black lingerie
are prostitutes''cabinet.''
Did you know that 105.9%
Women's ...
who prefer black lingerie
are prostitutes''cabinet''?
You can not hide,
precious.
Why do not you surrender?
These doors do not open.
But do not you know?
Doors to enter,
doors to exit.
Less wide doors
the cap of a child.
Exit doors,
doors to enter.
Smaller doors
the chin of a child.
- Give me my clothes!
/-Author of the confession ...
or suck my cock.
What do you prefer, precious?
Find your way.
We saw last time.
Our friend,
the neighborhood voyeur ...
told us
last time you ...
was trying to type
two years ago.
Enough, enough!
Even the bubbles are
are more alive than your heart.
But you're worse than a fossil.
You are frigid. We know,
I've seen in action.
You can not, right?
You're not normal.
You are empty.
You're sick.
You're bad.
You've always been bad.
From the beginning.
So your mother did not notice.
Why men do not love you.
Who wants to fuck
cold and unfeeling?
They just want
slam the door and leave.
They just want
slam the door and leave.
Stand in front of the image
please.
Stand in front of the image
please.
He is accused of conspiracy
against his country ...
and against peace,
order and stability.
His story,''''Land of cabinets,
is subliminal advertising ...
to provoke dissent
in the hearts of children.
All official roads
have been sealed.
Your Rights
have been suspended.
Our short term goal
is to sign the confession.
Ynuestro long-term goal
depends ...
the success of our goal
short term.
No name
no identity.
Hereafter be appointed
with the number ...
AB234.
Ol.
What happened here?
Where's your clothes?
Why has his face painted?
Perhaps the fault of
of his friend.
We are not allowed to harass
anyone ...
out of context
an ordinary question.
Sorry.
Look into it.
Would you like soup?
No.
Anyone going to replace.
I recommend be direct,
not very patient.
But do not worry.
Will be fine.
No!
The band did not, please!
- Are you afraid of the dark?
- Like ...
Like what?
Interrgueme you.
I do not want another man.
- We work in shifts.
- Why sell?
Because it is a secret agent.
We can not risk.
I will not say anything.
I promise.
Relax. I have to.
I do not want to use force.
I also observed.
- Prisoner AB234.
- Pipe stuck.
Who is the cock nice?
AI''to the five ...
nice cock
awoke from his nap.
Mom was about to return
work.
The girl's wardrobe
played with the coat ...
and their children, gloves.
The nice cock
The plumes.
I had to warn
before mom came.''
Who is the rooster,
AB234 prisoner?
Is a character
of my story.
Tell the truth.
I do not know.
I do not know.
I did not want, right?
I wanted the other, right?
I heard as I told.
''Do not go.''
Lnterrgueme''you.''
I saw in a movie.
So I do not know
Who is the rooster.
No!
Prisoner XYZ ...
Do you know this woman?
Yes, Your Excellency.
Who is a prisoner XYZ?
It is responsible for propaganda
New York child.
Lies!
I do not know who he is.
What are your goals,
XYZ prisoner?
- We plan to overthrow the government.
- Who are you?
Talk Back, a prisoner XYZ.
Who are you?
What was his name secret?
I called ...
Bantam, Your Excellency.
Lies.
Have you heard what he said
your partner?
- Not true.
- Shut up!
- They brought her guilty.
- I am innocent.
If so,
shall be guilty before he left.
Do not go yet,
AB234 prisoner.
There are still many things.
Let's have a barbecue,
OK?
No, a barbecue, no.
No, please!
No, please!
What I'm doing
AB234 prisoner ...
is inserted
a hot iron ...
in the ass
Your friend's cock.
In all,
we roasted chicken.
Then I'll tear your fingernails
with a pair of pliers.
Last week
I snatched the feet.
The hardest thing
is a good grip.
Once you get this,
and you just have to stretch.
And stretch,
and further stretching ...
until you hear a noise
and the nail is out.
There are pink flesh underneath.
Rosa,
as a baby's ass.
Like yours, AB234 ...
before they lose
innocence ...
before they knew
the world ...
and the caress of a man.
Whistles.
It must have been
a pretty girl.
- He's gone.
- Are you okay?
Yes ..
Thanks for asking.
I have done both
I have been hardened skin.
The first was the worst.
It's like being in hell.
- Where are you?
- Here, on your right.
Well, to your left.
Your left, my right.
Your right, my left
and vice versa.
Why have you lied about me?
I'm the official witness.
I take each time
they want to indict someone.
I used to resist,
but I do not.
- Do you have the grill?
- No.
- What have they done? Are the strings?
- What is that?
Do not think about it.
I do not know either.
- Do you have something nice to remember?
- The green-winged cat.
Well think about it,
whatever.
Do not think
on what you are doing.
Have you done before?
When I was little
in the closet of my story ...
Come get me soon.
Listen ...
no other man.
It is different for such a place.
- Yes, I asked.
- Yes?
Why not begged mercy?
Just like that.
Have let go.
Not that bad, really.
He was a professor ...
before you cogiesen.
He plays the piano.
I've been told.
If you re-question you ...
fire at his feet.
It is your only hope.
Goodbye.
Hello.
Hello.
Help me.
I am innocent, please.
I beg you.
Let me go.
Please ...
I do not like this.
I say:''It's just a job
do not feel those words ...
coming out.''
Because you have''
power and grace ...
to look through and behind
my mask.
On that wet years
have lashed ...
and see the real face
of my soul.''
It's so that ...
The true face of my soul.
I know I will.
I do not care
who I see.
I will open that door ...
and let it escape ...
night.
What?
Nothing. Nothing.
Well.
Let's take
wives.
Keys.
Where are the keys?
Not entitled
joking with this.
Our goal is to
their negative influences.
Justifies the use
unorthodox means.
Its purpose is to humiliate
and degrade the human being.
- No grounds for cruelty.
- Our goal ...
is to
negative influences.
Justifies the use
unorthodox means.
Its purpose is to humiliate
and degrade the human being.
Not justify cruelty.
Its purpose is to humiliate
and degrade the human being.
Not justify cruelty.
- No grounds for cruelty.
- Our goal is to ...
their negative influences.
There is no justification
for cruelty.
Are you in good health?
Any problems
I should know?
Is he medicated?
Do you know ...
that only 7.5% of women
leading black lingerie ...
are whores''cabinet''?
Think of something nice
to forget what I do.
His friend the rooster
for example.
He wakes up once a night.
Sleep like a baby.
- Yparece a ...
- They look like angels, right?
And then grow
and are a headache.
- Are not you going to the girl?
- I would like.
But my wife says
it was like being in hell.
- Always say that.
- Give it time. A couple of years.
My daughter swore I would not have another.
It is three months.
Now give compote.
It's harder but it fits well.
But slowly,
if you do not want to have diarrhea.
I remember when my daughter
found the handle.
I miss him.
And me too.
When I come home smiling.
It looks like a monkey.
Asked me to work in order
week. I said no.
You remember him.
Within a few years will do
anything to escape.
We must break your body
to win their minds.
Ennobles pain receptor
and the issuer.
The discipline will remain
policy while resisting.
Resistance is a nonsense ...
so we must break your body
to win their minds.
We must break your body
to win their minds.
When they brought me here?
When do you think?
Just days ago, two months ...
years, two lives.
- Two lives.
- What?
We brought two lives ago.
No, just kidding.
Only been here two years.
Two years.
Two years in this enclosure.
His mother died
last week.
We took her to hospital ...
- But no one noticed.
- Liar.
My mother died last year.
I was brought here last night.
Let's play a game.
Answer me the first word
think. Quick quiz.
Quick quiz.
Closet.
Dark.
Stories.
Closet.
- Did you write in a closet?
- No.
- So?
- The stories come from a closet.
Mother.
Nowhere.
- And he died last year.
- No personal observations.
Sex.
Pain.
Policy.
Policy.
- Policy.
- Nothing.
Government.
Abuse.
- Government.
- Committed, right.
- Mind.
- Government ownership.
- Opposition.
- Futile.
- Sleep.
- Death.
No.
You can sleep.
Sleep is death.
We must break your body
to win their minds.
The pain ennobles
the receiver and transmitter.
The discipline will remain
policy while resisting.
Resistance is futile.
Sleep is death.
Sleep is death.
We must break your body
to win their minds.
The pain ennobles ...
Sleep is death.
Sleep is death.
Resistance is futile
so ...
Are you like me?
We must break your body
to win their minds.
The pain ennobles
the receiver and transmitter.
The discipline will continue ...
I'm not alone.
Resistance is futile.
Keep whistling.
We must break your body ...
Keep whistling.
Keep whistling.
The pain ennobles
the receiver and transmitter.
The discipline will continue ...
Sleep is death.
Resistance is futile ...
The pain will only reinforce
my will.
They can break my body
but not my mind.
Torture is
policy of tyrants.
Resistance is my only weapon.
They can break my body
but not my mind.
The pain will only reinforce
my will.
Torture is policy
of tyrants.
Resistance is my only weapon.
They can break my body
but not my mind.
The pain will only reinforce
my will.
Torture is policy
of tyrants.
The pain will only reinforce
my will.
Torture is policy
of tyrants.
I have said it is stubborn.
Should be sleeping.
- Listen to the tape and sleep.
- Sleep is death.
It's just expected.
It takes two months here.
Sooner or later, fall asleep.
- I was brought here last night.
- Imagine ...
two months without sleep.
Sixty days.
1,440 hours.
Lies.
I was brought here last night.
- Why would I lie?
- To confuse.
To submit.
Sometimes they lie because.
Do you eyes hurt?
Relax.
Let your shoulders fly.
Rest the neck.
Let the head drop
on the chin.
Do not resist.
It has stiff muscles
by stress.
Relax.
Let flow
like a stream ...
as a distant sea ...
We must break your body
to win their minds.
Ennobles pain receptor
and the issuer.
The discipline will remain
policy while resisting.
They can break my body
but not my mind.
Will you sign this?
No.
- It forces me to do ...
- What?
Things I do not want to do.
Do not you hate to see someone
suffering?
Are not you concerned
this is your job ...
and to do
without question?
Most work in offices
or factories, but you come here.
He has done what be?
What was done?
Or is mental illness?
Any putrefaction of the soul?
Resistance is futile
so ...
we must break your body
to win their minds.
... Break my body
but not my mind.
They can break my body
but not my mind.
Vale! Vale!
Have not you had enough?
Why not sign?
Come on, leave me alone.
No.
What?
No.
I believed he had said.
Why deny it?
It's nothing.
Only one signature.
Imagine being an autograph ...
for a secret admirer.
No.
Thanks.
You might need a lesson.
My God.
It is a night enclosure.
A flying cow.
The green-winged cat ...
Whistle to me!
Whistle!
The closet.
No closet.
When you have a headache,
grows a mushroom ...
Whistle for me, please.
No answer ...
It's hard.
Poor girl.
The green-winged cat.
I've gone with the cat.
The green-winged cat.
I have escaped.
I have escaped.
I have escaped
to the land of the cabinets.
Where is the land
cabinets?
In my mind.
They can break my body
but not my mind.
While you can go there
only have my bones.
- Who lives there?
- My friends.
A flying cow.
The cock nice.
The green-winged cat.
I've known since childhood.
I close my eyes ...
I'm going away
and they come to me.
Floating through the air.
Why were you in the closet?
A man ...
Mom's friend ...
breakfasted with us
Sundays.
I had to hang her coat
and his scarf in the closet.
And then he ...
When I was in the closet
hanging his coat ...
first occurred.
He smiled as if
a secret between us.
I was five.
- Your mother was not much?
- No.
He did not realize,
my poor mother. Dumb.
Spinning out.
I was too afraid
to tell ...
I said tongue cut
and head.
So every Sunday,
when he came ...
I went to the cupboard ...
and you expected.
Closed his eyes very strong ...
rang the bells ...
and my friends came to me.
The flying cow.
The green-winged cat.
He forgot that he had
hands under my dress.
I wonder ...
if known,
if you really know ...
the strength of his mind.
Most people
is rendered in a couple of hours ...
and you have escaped ...
back of a flying cow ...
and a cat with wings.
It is a strange case
and only ...
AB234.
We go to earth
cabinets.
It's in the closet of his mother,
AB234.
It's in the closet of his mother,
AB234.
It's dark.
He sees nothing.
It's dark.
He sees nothing.
But close your eyes,
because he hears his footsteps.
It's in the closet of his mother,
AB234.
I know you're a good girl.
Only five years.
And you're a whore.
Dear little girl,
sweet, so sweet.
I know you like.
Only five years.
And you're a whore.
Dear little girl,
sweet, so sweet.
Here comes the candle,
to enlighten, to burn.
Here comes the butcher
to cut off your head.
You.
Screaming.
Screaming.
Screaming.
Do not scream.
Never did, even now.
A look so wise
in some eyes so young.
What made you so?
A mental illness?
Does the putrefaction of the soul?
Then, you had no hips.
Small ribs,
like the bones of a sparrow.
Could've broken
of a touch stronger.
A frightened bird
banging on his cage.
All so small
so perfect.
We also bring you
my innocence.
But when you grow up
and you had other lovers ...
when you played
and you approach them ...
I was petrified
and think of me.
''Because you have the power
and grace ...
to look through and behind
my mask.
On that wet years
have lashed ...
and see the real face
of my soul.''
The true face of my soul.
Why?
Why?
Is that why you brought me here?
To finish what you started
as a child?
You are a dissident, belong
the group of those who think.
- Speaking of flying pigs ...
- Cows.
Cows.
And green-winged cats,
you would have saved ...
but we found
Earth''cabinet.''
Everything begins again,
Is not it?
I created the land of cabinets
when abused me ...
and punishes me
after all these years ...
to invent
earth closets.
It takes years going, right?
All these intrusions night.
Always at night, and detention.
Charges meaningless ...
and brutality.
I did not realize ...
or maybe I did not see it.
I closed my eyes
as in the closet.
That woman in the neighborhood ...
journalist.
A few months ago, he disappeared.
Without a trace.
We believed all the lies
because it made sense.
I remember going to eat
with my editor.
A woman who really
I did not know ...
which greeted on the street.
Missing.
Then
returned to his mother.
A 80-year old,
without teeth, an invalid.
Searched the house
Missing journalist ...
while the mother was
on the street like garbage ...
waiting to be collected.
We all go long.
I know I do.
The old woman looked into my eyes
and I looked but did not see.
None of us saw.
Or maybe we did not realize.
As my mother.
It is the same.
Locking a child in a closet
or locking elderly.
If you can scare a child
can frighten an adult ...
and, over time,
close your eyes and not cry.
I never cried in the closet.
And people who do not cry ...
going around pretending
that all is well ...
while its neighbors
disappear.
Thus become
in children ...
fearing ill
they will be beheaded.
And that is
what is so scary ...
children
are so helpless.
They are as easy victims.
As easy victims.
If you say ...
it is
your last chance.
Everything is at stake.
Everything.
Would you sign?
How has a mint?
They cut off his tongue
and learned to whistle.
They learned,
why not whistled for you.
Today, a small injection.
He was a physicist. Look at him.
Not a single concern.
Not a single thought.
Look at his eyes.
Completely empty.
They're just lies,
sign it.
What do you care?
They are only lies.
''More than half of government
worldwide use of torture ...
against its citizens.''
Amnesty International, 1990.
''I can see that, amid so much death,
Life continues ...
among so many lies, truth
amid so much darkness, light ... ''