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Claude Maillot Van Horn:
[on trial]
Please Tracy, tell them who do you think I am. When you look at me, what do you see? Tracy:
I see, um, a man unbuttoning a new frock for the first time. And trying to get me tipsy while stay sober himself. Because he's beginning to realize I could hold a hell of a lot of liquor. I see a man with other women; secretive, dissatisfied with me. Telling lies, small ones, but needing me more than anything. I see a man who can't pass a mirror without looking into it. A man whose face hangs over mine at night. Like a moon, a guide. I see a picture of love, only you can't put it into a picture. It's two people in league with each other, who want each other. They're willing to kill or die for it. Claude Maillot Van Horn:
Please Tracy, for God's sake. Tracy:
No, for our sake, Claude. You want the truth that's what love is, isn't it? Truth? True love, true love is what goes on and on. It never stops. Down and down in the water 'til you're drowning. And it's on shore, on the sand, in the back of a car. Then it's on the bed, it's an electric bed isn't it? Like an electric chair as it was switched on until neither of us can stop it. Shouting and shuttering, electric bed, on and on and on, until you think you're dead
[on trial]
Please Tracy, tell them who do you think I am. When you look at me, what do you see? Tracy:
I see, um, a man unbuttoning a new frock for the first time. And trying to get me tipsy while stay sober himself. Because he's beginning to realize I could hold a hell of a lot of liquor. I see a man with other women; secretive, dissatisfied with me. Telling lies, small ones, but needing me more than anything. I see a man who can't pass a mirror without looking into it. A man whose face hangs over mine at night. Like a moon, a guide. I see a picture of love, only you can't put it into a picture. It's two people in league with each other, who want each other. They're willing to kill or die for it. Claude Maillot Van Horn:
Please Tracy, for God's sake. Tracy:
No, for our sake, Claude. You want the truth that's what love is, isn't it? Truth? True love, true love is what goes on and on. It never stops. Down and down in the water 'til you're drowning. And it's on shore, on the sand, in the back of a car. Then it's on the bed, it's an electric bed isn't it? Like an electric chair as it was switched on until neither of us can stop it. Shouting and shuttering, electric bed, on and on and on, until you think you're dead
Full Transcript
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Please Tracy for God's sake
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No for our sake Claude
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You want the truth That's what love is isn't it
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Truth True love
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True love is one that goes on and on
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It never stops
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Down and down in the water till you're drowning
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Then it's on the shore on the sand
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in the back of a car
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Then it's on the bed It's an electric bed isn't it
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Like an electric chair
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As you would say it's switched on
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till neither of us can stop it
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Shouting and shuddering Electric bed
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On and on and on until you think you're dead
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Movie Summary
In 1925, Arctic prospector Jack McCann (Gene Hackman) becomes a rich man when he strikes gold, but twenty years later, he faces major personal and family problems.
Actors
Claude Maillot Van Horn
Tracy
