Delia del Carril: Being with you is beautiful. It's like living on a tree-lined street.
出自電影《流亡詩人聶魯達》 的經典對白。
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Delia del Carril: Being with you is beautiful. It's like living on a tree-lined street.
Escolta en frontera Argentina: If you have two names, you can't leave the country.
Pablo Neruda: Police novels help me forget the police are after me.
Pablo Neruda: We all elected him, Senator. Regrettably, we all did. All of us idiots in this room elected him.
Pablo Neruda: Rise and be born with me, policeman brother.
Óscar Peluchonneau: I'm not a supporting character.
Óscar Peluchonneau: Hello Chile. The poet is a public menace, and an unforgettable lover.
Pablo Neruda: Little ant, I thought I'd die with you. You've given me everything. Without you, I wouldn't be me.
Pablo Neruda: To write well, one must know how to erase.
Óscar Peluchonneau: The poet has the fever of artistic spirits, who tend to think the world is something they imagined.
Delia del Carril: Being with you is beautiful. It's like living on a tree-lined street.
Escolta en frontera Argentina: If you have two names, you can't leave the country.
Pablo Neruda: Police novels help me forget the police are after me.
Pablo Neruda: Rise and be born with me, policeman brother.
Óscar Peluchonneau: Thanks, Dad.
Óscar Peluchonneau: I'm not a supporting character.
Pablo Neruda: Little ant, I thought I'd die with you. You've given me everything. Without you, I wouldn't be me.
Pablo Neruda: To write well, one must know how to erase.
Óscar Peluchonneau: The poet has the fever of artistic spirits, who tend to think the world is something they imagined.
Delia del Carril: Being with you is beautiful. It's like living on a tree-lined street.
Pablo Neruda: We all elected him, Senator. Regrettably, we all did. All of us idiots in this room elected him.
Pablo Neruda: Rise and be born with me, policeman brother.
Óscar Peluchonneau: I'm not a supporting character.
Óscar Peluchonneau: Hello Chile. The poet is a public menace, and an unforgettable lover.
Pablo Neruda: Little ant, I thought I'd die with you. You've given me everything. Without you, I wouldn't be me.
Óscar Peluchonneau: The poet has the fever of artistic spirits, who tend to think the world is something they imagined.
Senador: I'm talking to you, sir! Pablo Neruda: I'm listening, Senator. Senador: Are you Neruda or aren't you? Pablo Neruda: I am. Senador: Good, because two months ago your name was Ricardo Reyes. Why did you change your name? Did you steal something?
