That fucking faggot! He's a concierge. What are you doing here? I've come to pay my respects to a great woman whom I loved. This man is an intruder in my home! It's not yours yet, Dmitri. Only when probate is granted, and the Deed of Entitlement... You're not getting Boy with Apple, you goddamn little fruit!
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Wait here quietly. please. That picture, Boy with Apple, is priceless. Understand? Congratulations, Monsieur Gustave!
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Yes. Serge. You can wrap this up. please.
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Why, by the way? Is it a soup metaphor?
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You'll need these for the dining car.
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What did you want to tell me, before?
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DMITRI: Goddamn son of a bitch.
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Get in.
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Oh, yes, yes, of course. If I learn you ever once laid a finger on my mother's body, living or dead, I swear to God, I'll out your throat! You hear me? I thought I was supposed to be a fucking faggot.
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This is van Hoytl's exquisite portrayal of a beautiful boy on the cusp of manhood. Blond, smooth. Skin as white as that milk. Of impeccable provenance.
