Skenat me domethenese te filmave qe keni pare?!
- Thread starter eklipsi
- Data e fillimit
katsune
cherry blossom
filmi Non ci resta che piangere eshte i tere i bukur 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PByEeQngUeI
- Ricordati che devi morire!
- Come?
- Ricordati che devi morire!
- Va bene.
- Ricordati che devi morire!!
- Si si...no... mo' me lo segno...Non vi preoccupate.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PByEeQngUeI
- Ricordati che devi morire!
- Come?
- Ricordati che devi morire!
- Va bene.
- Ricordati che devi morire!!
- Si si...no... mo' me lo segno...Non vi preoccupate.
Last edited:
Fiksim e kam kineman italianefilmi Non ci resta che piangere eshte i tere i bukur
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PByEeQngUeI
- Ricordati che devi morire!
- Come?
- Ricordati che devi morire!
- Va bene.
- Ricordati che devi morire!!
- Si si...no... mo' me lo segno...Non vi preoccupate.
katsune
cherry blossom
Fiksim e kam kineman italiane
Mua me pelqen ajo e vjetra, sepse kinemaja italiane e koheve te fundit eshte bere per te ardhur keq...
katsune
cherry blossom
ne ndjenjen nuk ka asgje per te kuptuar, e asgje per te shpjeguar...
<< tani do te te tregoj nje histori Totò...ulemi pak ne fillim... na ishte njehere nje mbret qe kishte organizuar nje feste ku ishin te ftuara princeshat me te bukura te mbreterise. aty po kalonte nje ushtar qe ishte roje dhe pa qe po kalonte e bija e mbretit. ajo ishte me e bukura nga te gjitha dhe ushtari u dashurua me te menjehere. por c'mund te bente nje ushtar i thjeshte ne krahasim me te bijen e mbretit...mjaft, me ne fund nje dite arriti ta takonte nga afer dhe i tha qe nuk mund te jetonte dot pa te. princesha u prek aq shume nga sentimenti i forte i ushtarit dhe iu pergjigj: "nese do mundesh te presesh njeqind dite dhe njeqind nete poshte ballkonit tim, atehere une do jem e jotja".
menjehere ushtari zuri vend ne rruge poshte ballkonit te princeshes dhe kaluan nje dite, dy dite, dhjete dite, e pastaj njezete...dhe cdo mbremje princesha e kontrollonte nga dritarja, por ai nuk levizte nga vendi asnjehere...me shiun, me eren, me deboren...rrinte gjithe kohen aty...pellumbat benin nevojat siper kokes se tij, bletet e hanin te gjalle, por ai nuk u largonte. pas nentedhjete netesh ishte katandisur i gjithi i thare ne lekure, i zbehur dhe i rridhnin lotet nga syte sepse nuk i mbante dot...nuk kishte me fuqi as per te fjetur... teksa princesha gjithmone e shikonte nga larg... ne naten e nentedhjeteenente ushtari u ngrit, mori stolin dhe u largua pergjithmone.>>
<<po si keshtu, ne fund?>>
<<po, pikerisht ne fund Totò...por mos me pyet per domethenien! une nuk e di! nese e kupton, ma trego ti...>>
<< tani do te te tregoj nje histori Totò...ulemi pak ne fillim... na ishte njehere nje mbret qe kishte organizuar nje feste ku ishin te ftuara princeshat me te bukura te mbreterise. aty po kalonte nje ushtar qe ishte roje dhe pa qe po kalonte e bija e mbretit. ajo ishte me e bukura nga te gjitha dhe ushtari u dashurua me te menjehere. por c'mund te bente nje ushtar i thjeshte ne krahasim me te bijen e mbretit...mjaft, me ne fund nje dite arriti ta takonte nga afer dhe i tha qe nuk mund te jetonte dot pa te. princesha u prek aq shume nga sentimenti i forte i ushtarit dhe iu pergjigj: "nese do mundesh te presesh njeqind dite dhe njeqind nete poshte ballkonit tim, atehere une do jem e jotja".
menjehere ushtari zuri vend ne rruge poshte ballkonit te princeshes dhe kaluan nje dite, dy dite, dhjete dite, e pastaj njezete...dhe cdo mbremje princesha e kontrollonte nga dritarja, por ai nuk levizte nga vendi asnjehere...me shiun, me eren, me deboren...rrinte gjithe kohen aty...pellumbat benin nevojat siper kokes se tij, bletet e hanin te gjalle, por ai nuk u largonte. pas nentedhjete netesh ishte katandisur i gjithi i thare ne lekure, i zbehur dhe i rridhnin lotet nga syte sepse nuk i mbante dot...nuk kishte me fuqi as per te fjetur... teksa princesha gjithmone e shikonte nga larg... ne naten e nentedhjeteenente ushtari u ngrit, mori stolin dhe u largua pergjithmone.>>
<<po si keshtu, ne fund?>>
<<po, pikerisht ne fund Totò...por mos me pyet per domethenien! une nuk e di! nese e kupton, ma trego ti...>>
Last edited:
katsune
cherry blossom
Scent of a woman
"Who the hell do ya think you're talking to? I've been around, ya know? There was a time I could see. And I have seen. Boys like these, younger than these. Their arms torn out, their legs ripped off. But there is nothing like the sight of an amputated spirit. There's no prostetic for that. You think you're merely sending this splendid foot solder back home to Oregon with tail between his legs, but I say you are executing his SOUL! And why? Because he's not a Baird man. Baird men. You hurt this boy, you're gonna be Baird bums, the lot of ya. And Harry, Jimmy, Trent, wherever you are, fuck you too!...
I'm not finished! As I came in here, I heard those words, "Cradle of Leadership". Well, when the bough breaks, the cradle will fall. And it has fallen here. It has fallen. Makers of men, Creators of leaders. Be careful what kind of leaders you're producing here. I don't know if Charlie's silence here today is right or wrong. I'm not a judge or jury, but I can tell you this: He won't sell anybody out to buy his future! And that, my friends, is called integrity. That's called courage. Now that's the stuff leaders should be made of. Now I have come to the crossroads in my life. I always knew what the right path was. Without exception, I knew. But I never took it. You know why? It was too damn hard. Now here's Charlie. He's come to the crossroads. He has chosen a path. It's the right path. It's a path made of principle that leads to character. Let him continue on his journey. You hold this boy's future in your hands, committee. It's a valuable future. Believe me. Don't destroy it. Protect it. Embrace it. It's gonna make you proud one day, I promise you."
"Who the hell do ya think you're talking to? I've been around, ya know? There was a time I could see. And I have seen. Boys like these, younger than these. Their arms torn out, their legs ripped off. But there is nothing like the sight of an amputated spirit. There's no prostetic for that. You think you're merely sending this splendid foot solder back home to Oregon with tail between his legs, but I say you are executing his SOUL! And why? Because he's not a Baird man. Baird men. You hurt this boy, you're gonna be Baird bums, the lot of ya. And Harry, Jimmy, Trent, wherever you are, fuck you too!...
I'm not finished! As I came in here, I heard those words, "Cradle of Leadership". Well, when the bough breaks, the cradle will fall. And it has fallen here. It has fallen. Makers of men, Creators of leaders. Be careful what kind of leaders you're producing here. I don't know if Charlie's silence here today is right or wrong. I'm not a judge or jury, but I can tell you this: He won't sell anybody out to buy his future! And that, my friends, is called integrity. That's called courage. Now that's the stuff leaders should be made of. Now I have come to the crossroads in my life. I always knew what the right path was. Without exception, I knew. But I never took it. You know why? It was too damn hard. Now here's Charlie. He's come to the crossroads. He has chosen a path. It's the right path. It's a path made of principle that leads to character. Let him continue on his journey. You hold this boy's future in your hands, committee. It's a valuable future. Believe me. Don't destroy it. Protect it. Embrace it. It's gonna make you proud one day, I promise you."
Last edited:
