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from Perfume: The Story of a Murderer (2006)
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- Perfume: The Story of a Murderer (2006) Played by Ben Whishaw
... aka Das Parfum - Die Geschichte eines Mörders (Germany)
... aka El perfume - Historia de un asesino (Spain)
... aka Le parfum - Histoire d'un meurtrier (France)
... aka Perfume (International: English title: informal short title)
... aka Perfume: The Story of a Murderer (International: English title)
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From Perfume: The Story of a Murderer (2006)
Antoine Richis: Why did you kill my daughter?
Jean-Baptiste Grenouille: I just needed her.
Antoine Richis: Very well, but remember this... I'll be looking at you when you're laid on the cross and the twelve blows are crashing down on your limbs. When the crowd is finally tired of your screams and wandered home, I will climb up through your blood and sit beside you. I will look deep into your eyes... and drop by drop I will trickle my disgust into them like burning acid until... finally... you perish.
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Antoine Richis: Why did you kill my daughter?
Jean-Baptiste Grenouille: I just needed her.
Antoine Richis: Very well, but remember this... I'll be looking at you when you're laid on the cross and the twelve blows are crashing down on your limbs. When the crowd is finally tired of your screams and wandered home, I will climb up through your blood and sit beside you. I will look deep into your eyes... and drop by drop I will trickle my disgust into them like burning acid until... finally... you perish.
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