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Brazil

Brazil

"Brazil" is a visionary film directed by Terry Gilliam, released in 1985. This darkly comedic dystopian masterpiece takes place in a bureaucratic, totalitarian society where absurdity reigns. The cast includes Jonathan Pryce as Sam Lowry, a low-level government employee consumed by dreams of a mysterious woman played by Kim Greist. Bob Hoskins, Ian Holm, and Robert De Niro also contribute stunning performances in this thought-provoking and visually stunning reflection on the dehumanization of modern society. The film's imaginative and surreal soundtrack, composed by Michael Kamen and featuring songs by Kate Bush, adds depth and atmosphere to this extraordinary cinematic experience.

If you want to immerse yourself in the world of "Brazil," you can play and download its exceptional sounds here. Get ready for a quirky journey into the mind-bending realm of bureaucracy and dreams.

A freelance subversive.
A man who hijacks my truck, loses me my job...
A most perceptive choice if I dare say so, madame.
A ruthless minority of people...
A very clear delineation of picture this has. Adamant, mobile.
A woman, eh?
About following up and eradicating any error.
Absolutely. Do you know what this is?
Absolutely. Do you know what this is?
Acid, on the other hand, can be used for such wonderfully subtle shading.
Actually, Alma, that was one of the little things I've been dying to tell you.
Afraid you're right, Mr. Helpmann.
Ah, come on.
Ah, Lowry, glad I caught you. No! Send that back!
Ah, Madame Lowry.
Ah, Mr. Lowry. So pleased you could make it.
Ah! Here we are.
Ah! I heard you were coming aboard.
Ah. Um, are you Mrs. Buttle?
Aim!
Alison, yes, of course.
Alison's in great shape. Kids are fine.
All clear.
All I can say is, don't fall at the last fence, the finishing post in sight.
All inquiries through Information Retrieval,
All right, but for Christ's sake, don't lose it.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right. Come on here.
All you're requested to do at this stage is to sign this form.
Always used to wonder if she wore falsies.
An empty desk is an efficient desk.
And "B," he loathes me.
And a very merry Christmas to you all.
And already she's twice as beautiful as she was before. Voila!
And behind that door, your very own office.
And bounding about like a young gazelle.
And for the information retrieval procedures used in their interrogation.
And I couldn't even turn on a kitchen tap without filling out a 27 B/6.
And I keep his name alive at the office every day.
And I promised your mother...
And I'll do it for you.
And I've got trouble with my air conditioning. It's an emergency.
And interrogate him at the same voltage as Mr. Buttle.
And juggle the books in Electrical Banking.
And pretty consistently knocking them for six.
And sabotaged adjacent Central Services.
And someone somewhere is trying to make us carry the can.
And that he is liable to certain financial obligations...
And that's hopeless. They never tell you anything.
And the cost of it all, Deputy Minister.
And then some!
And there are plenty of people in Central Services...
And what would you like for Christmas?
And, uh... I mean... Extraordinary, isn't it?
And, um, I'll, uh...
And... you can't tell me what the proper channels are
Anyway, if I want you to trust me, then it's only fair that I should trust you. Right?
Anyway, um...
Are looking for an Archibald Tuttle, heating engineer.
Are now available in hundreds of different colors...
Are you all right? What happened to you after...
Are you from Central Services?
Aren't you a bit late? I mean, the party started an hour ago.
As a matter of fact, it looks like on your block.
As any payments are normally made through Central Computer, but, um...
As specified in council order RB/CZ/907/X.
At her apartment tonight
Bad sportsmanship.
Barbara's taken the other two Christmas shopping.
Bastards!
Bastards!
Because that's... classified information.
Before this stupid seventh tier reorganization.
Beginner's luck.
Besides, it's not my department.
Best to take things slowly where some women are concerned.
Between you and me, Lowry, this... No, no! Department... Tell Records to get stuffed!
Between you and me, mademoiselle, today the number one.
Bit of a disputed call, I'm afraid.
Bloody paperwork.
Bon appetit!
Boy, take the gentlemen's baggage. ...
Braised veal in wine sauce.
Bribes...
But don't think you can intimidate us with your friends and relatives in high places.
But Dr. Chapman says I'll soon be up...
But I can bypass it with one of these.
But I gather that, um...
But if you do have any complaints you wish to make...
But if you do have any complaints you wish to make...
But nowadays, with all the new rules and regulations...
But Security has invoiced Admin for Tuttle, Archibald, heating engineer.
But she's innocent, Jack. She's done nothing wrong.
But the spirit never grows old.
But we'll get one.
But you will have to buy insurance to qualify for this scheme.
But you've stamped this form before. Why won't you stamp it now?
But, Jack, you don't really think Tuttle and the girl are in league, do you?
But, Mr. Helpmann, the bombing campaign is now in its 13th year.
But, um... but I've been dreaming about you.
But...
Buttle, Archibald.
Bye bye.
Cabinet or something... burn it, eat it.
Call me Harry.
Can I have a look? I've never seen a refund check before.
Can I help you?
Can you believe it?
Care for a little necrophilia?
Careful with those bloody things.
Casablanca.
Cause and effect. That's the beauty of it.
Central Banking.
Central Services
Central Services cannot take service calls centrally between 2300 and 0900 hours.
Central Services.
Central Services.
Central Services's new duct designs...
Chase those years away!
Clarification notices from Accounting concerning unreturned receipts?
Classified matter...
Come along with me, please. Please? Okay. Yes.
Come and look. How you getting on?
Come here, sonny. Let's see your I.D. Card, eh?
Come in.
Come off it, Jack.
Come on, before they turn the lights out.
Come on, Chloe, let's show Uncle Sam here how we can make the word "cat." Shall we?
Come on, darling. Join in the fun. Simply everybody's here.
Come on!
Come on. Let's get these together.
Come the time they want something from us, oh, yes.
Computers are my forte.
Confess quickly.
Congratulations, "DZ/015."
Congratulations, DZ/015.
Could try next of kin.
Damn it, Lowry! That convoy of personnel carriers is still not accounted for!
Damn it!
Damn right.
David, in a free society, information's the name of the game.
Dead?
Dead?
Definitely no!
Department of Works up here!
Deposit.
Deputy Minister Eugene Helpmann.
Designer colors to suit your demanding taste.
Did I call you Amy, darling? I'm sorry.
Disgraceful!
Distinguishing marks: Scar on left"...
Do cooperate. Think of your mother.
Do you believe that the government is winning the battle against terrorists?
Do your ducts seem old fashioned, out of date?
Doesn't it bother you, the sort of things you do at Information Retrieval?
Don't fight it, son.
Don't go.
Don't let them see you! Just go!
Don't slow down. Don't slow down!
Don't stop. Please. Please do as I say. Go.
Don't take any notice of them, love.
Don't throw that. That's only for long distance.
Don't throw the ball around in here.
Don't touch her! She's hurt!
Don't touch me. Why don't you just get the hell out of here.
Don't touch that! Don't touch anything!
Don't worry. I'll get to her.
Don't you like it?
Don't you want the lift?
Don't you worry, love. We'll have everything shipshape in a jiffy.
Dr. Chapman, did you say something?
Dr. Jaffe pinned her ears back.
Drive on, or I'll blast your fucking head off!
Drive on, will you! For... Oh, shit. Move over. I'll drive.
Drive out to Mrs. Buttle, let her sign the back of the check.
Drive, and I'll explain everything.
DZ/105!
E R E I A M J H.
Everything's connected all along the line.
Everything's in here.
Excellent work.
Excuse me, Dawson. Could you put me through to Mr. Helpmann's office, please?
Excuse me!
Excuse me.
Excuse me. Are you Officer 412/L?
Excusez moi.
Faces are a doddle compared to tits and ass.
False ears... Mr. Helpmann!
Father Christmas can't come if we haven't got a chimney.
Filling up with...
Fine by me.
First...
For official monkeys like you.
For our necessary repairs.
From 8:30
Get off!
Get out of my cab.
Gift tokens. Medical gift tokens.
Go anywhere, travel light, get in, get out, wherever there's trouble, a man alone.
Go away. This is a very sacred moment.
Go faster! Faster!
Go on. I'm not going to elope with her.
Go on. Make yourself useful.
Go!
God bless us, every one."
Good evening, David.
Good God. Queries from Security.
Good looking, sexy. Just my type.
Good luck. Keep your eye on the ball.
Good. Good man.
Good. I want to talk to him.
Gotta go. Can't keep the orphans waiting.
Great.
Half as terrorists, the rest as victims.
Half the time I can't ever see where I'm going.
Harry Tuttle. Heating engineer at your service.
Has every security man in town looking for me?
Have a nice day. This has not been a recording.
Have a nice day. This has not been a recording...
Have you got a 27 B/6?
Have you got an arrest receipt?
He always believes that people should pay more for their interrogation.
He doesn't have your brains, but he's got the ambition.
He says that you're the first person ever to refuse a promotion.
He was good!
He was very close to me.
He will be pleased when he gets home.
He won't be very long now.
He'll take you under his wing when you get to Information Retrieval.
He's a stickler for paperwork, sir!
He's coming back!
He's got away from us, Jack.
He's promised me these bandages will be off in a jiffy.
Heavy Christmas present.
Hello, Sam. Ida said you might be here. Have you got a minute?
Hello, Sammy.
Hello, Shirley.
Hello, Shirley.
Hello, Shirley.
Hello, Spiro. Merry Christmas.
Hello? What? It's for you.
Hello.
Hello.
Hello. Central Services?
Hello. I wonder if you could tell me where the...
Hello. Mr. Lowry.
Help me find Jill.
Here.
Here.
Here.
Here.
Here. Sign that.
Here's one now.
Hey, come on! You gotta interrogate me!
Hey! Amy!
Hey! That's mine!
Hmm?
Hmm.
How could you? Look at these people! My God!
How many terrorists have you met, Sam? Actual terrorists?
How much will it be for the, uh... for the work?
How's that?
I accepted him on good faith as the right man. Was I wrong?
I am sorry, Alma. I didn't mean to sound so...
I assure you, Sam, I'm doing everything within my power.
I called Central Services.
I can't let you have the form until this is stamped.
I can't make up my mind whether to have the number one or the number two.
I could always accept promotion to Information Retrieval.
I did it for you.
I did that.
I did!
I didn't sign the form.
I do.
I don't care how you behaved when you were at Records.
I don't expect to see you slumming it in Records.
I don't go around calling Dr. Jaffe the knife man.
I don't know what I would do if you ever got promoted.
I don't know what's going on here, Lowry.
I don't know, sir. They check all that at the depot.
I don't know. I only know you got the wrong man.
I don't like you either.
I don't suppose you'd happen to know how I can get round an I RQ/3, do you?
I don't want promotion. I don't want anything.
I don't want promotion. I'm happy where I am.
I got a job to do!
I got the right man.
I got these thick eyebrows.
I hope you like it. It's very exclusive.
I I'll tell you what.
I just happen to work at the Ministry of Information.
I know he would have wanted me to help you.
I know her age and distinguishing marks, but I need an address or a place of work.
I know simply everybody.
I know.
I mean, it, um, fixed itself.
I mean, uh, touching you without permission.
I mean, where would we be if we didn't stick to the correct procedures?
I might just as well go and hang myself now.
I must tell you all about it.
I need to find out about a woman.
I need your help.
I saved you from the lorry. You're not something "very special."
I saw the most wonderful idea for Christmas presents at the chemist's.
I say, h has anybody seen Lowry?
I say, look, would you mind if I borrowed your computer console?
I should have opened it. I sat there with it next... I...
I should keep my eyes open if I were you, Sam. Bye.
I suppose one has to expect a certain amount.
I suppose you'd rather have terrorists.
I think I've broken a bone.
I think we should. Yes, Mr. Spoor.
I thought I told you to deal with it. And what the hell is this mess?
I thought so.
I understand this concern on behalf of the taxpayer.
I understand, Sam. I know exactly how you feel.
I want that order rescinded!
I want to report a wrongful arrest.
I won't be long.
I'd be only too happy to, uh... to leave you in peace.
I'd be, well, only too happy to send you the appropriate forms.
I'd have had this dressing off yesterday.
I'd say they're nearly out of the game.
I'd spoil the wrapping.
I'll be on my way.
I'll bet it's Jeffries.
I'll do it for you.
I'll do the paperwork in the morning.
I'll even do it for you.
I'll include your fine handling of the situation in my report.
I'll kill you, you bastard!
I'll kill you!
I'll make you 20 years younger.
I'll never confess!
I'll, um... I'll deactivate her.
I'm a bit of a whiz on that thing.
I'm afraid I can't, sir.
I'm afraid she's upped stumps and retired to the pavilion.
I'm at 579B, Block 19, Northwestern Section "D."
I'm expecting big things... Two copies to Financial!
I'm glad to see the ministry is continuing its tradition
I'm going to do something about it straightaway.
I'm going to have a number eight, please.
I'm Information Retrieval Officer D...
I'm looking for a girl with blonde hair.
I'm not a terrorist.
I'm not Amy. I'm Holly.
I'm only Records.
I'm really just delivering the check.
I'm s... I'm sorry.
I'm so glad you came.
I'm sorry, boys, but we haven't got any vacancies.
I'm sorry, but I'm a bit of a stickler for paperwork.
I'm sorry, madame. I don't know what to say.
I'm sorry, Sam. I'm afraid this whole case has become
I'm sorry. Due to temporary staff shortage...
I'm, uh... I'm looking for Officer 412/L.
I've been looking for you everywhere, Ida.
I've been to Information Adjustments.
I've been told to report to Mr. Warrenn.
I've been worried sick about you.
I've come to give you a check.
I've decided I'd accept the transfer...
I've got to find her.
I've gotta go.
I've had traps set for me before now.
I've killed you.
I've told you before. I'd turn it down.
I've tried that. But look. Look at this.
If I want you to stick your oar in, Mother, I'll tell you where to stick it.
If I'm not too late.
If it wasn't for this complication... the doctor
If these people would just play the game...
If you hold out too long, you could jeopardize your credit rating.
In my dreams I love you.
In respect of Buttle, Archibald, shoe repair operative...
In six months she'll look like Grandma Moses.
Including cesarean section.
Information Retrieval has got him down as "inoperative."
Information Retrieval is an executive branch.
Information Retrieval, huh?
Information Transit got the wrong man.
Internal communicating systems;
Is about to be upgraded and...
Is it me?
Is this all you've got?
Isn't it? Whose is it?
It isn't being very helpful, Mrs. Buttle.
It keeps picking up old films.
It never really happens to us.
It seems that Mr. Buttle was overcharged by Information Retrieval.
It was a bomb. It was a bomb.
It wasn't my fault that Buttle's heart condition didn't appear on Tuttle's file.
It'll never last.
It's a bypass valve on this... on the transformer.
It's a present for my son. Really!
It's a sad loss.
It's absolutely right and fair...
It's all a mistake. You've got to understand that.
It's all right, then?
It's all right.
It's all right.
It's all right. It's all right. It's all right.
It's as though he's there still speaking to me.
It's been confusion from the word go.
It's heavy.
It's just me and my little knife.
It's nothing. It's nothing.
It's okay, Officer. Thank you. It's okay. Got everything under control. Thank you.
It's the refund for Tuttle.
It's the... Oh, God, it'll have to wait!
It's what you wanted, isn't it?
It's you!
It's you. What's happening?
It's you. What's happening?
It's your breathing. Now take a deep breath after "Noel."
It's your mother, isn't it? Pulling strings again.
It's... Well...
J.H."
Jack, I'm frightened.
Jack, no, you can't.
Jack, no! Don't!
Jack, this is all a mistake. Please, Jack.
Jack, why don't I try and get to her for you?
Jack!
Jack.
Jack.
Jack.
Jack.
Jack. Excuse me, Shirley.
Jack. Jack, I'm innocent. Please.
Jack. Jack!
Jesus Christ!
Jesus, this place is in a terrible state.
Jesus...
Jill Layton is dead.
Jill Layton.
Jill who? Jill who?
Jill, is that you?
Jill!
Jill!
Jill! Jill, you must be here! Jill!
Jill?
Jill?
Jill?
Jill? Jill?
Jill.
Jill.
Jill. Jill!
Jill. Oh, God.
Just a minute! You're not gonna leave it like this, are you?
Just a minute. What was that business with the gun?
Just a precaution.
Just keep moving.
Just keep your hands where I can see them.
Just keep your hands where I can see them.
Just there. Press harder his time.
Just try and relax, Mrs. Lowry.
Just... I've been to the department of...
Keep going! Keep going! Faster!
Layton.
Layton.
Le...
Let a friend tell you. Your life is going wrong.
Let me have her file.
Let me see.
Let me see.
Let's go!
Let's have that sheet.
Like a Rembrandt etching.
Like so.
Lime, I have to use your computer.
Listen, kid, we're all in it together.
Listen, please drive. Drive. Trust me. You are in terrible danger.
Listen, Shirley...
Listen, um... I, uh...
Listen, you, um... you really must let me give you something.
Listen. This whole system of yours could be on fire...
Lock the door after me. Don't answer the phone to anyone.
Look out. Here. Take this.
Look, I'm very flattered and, uh, well...
Look, I'm, uh... I'm sorry about that.
Look, let me use your console.
Look, sir, you can fill in an application form, sir, if you're a relative.
Look, there is one solution.
Look, trust me, Jack.
Look, you're putting me off standing there.
Look. Sam's been promoted to Information Retrieval.
Looking ahead in financial matters is always a wise course.
Looks big.
Lowry!
Luckily, you've got me and the deputy minister.
Machines don't fix themselves.
Madame Lowry.
Merry Christmas.
Mind you, if ever they could prove that I've been working on their equipment...
Mistake? We don't make mistakes.
Mother, I just wish you would stop interfering.
Mother, I'm sorry, but I'm unable to come to your party
Mother, will you listen to me. I haven't...
Mother!
Mother.
Mother. Mother, I have to talk to Mr. Helpmann.
Mother. Mother, I thought we were going to be able to talk.
Mother. Mother!
Mr. Helpmann is here, and he wants to talk to you.
Mr. Helpmann was very close to your father.
Mr. Helpmann was very close to your poor father.
Mr. Helpmann, I'm glad to be of help.
Mr. Helpmann, I'm keen to get into Information Retrieval.
Mr. Helpmann?
Mr. Helpmann.
Mr. Lint, the next customer has been delivered.
Mr. Lowry, please wait in reception. You're giving her wrinkles.
Mr. Lowry, will you step in here, please.
Mr...
Mrs.
Mrs. Buttle, are you all right?
Mrs. Buttle?
Mrs. Ida Lowry requests the pleasure of your company
Mrs. Terrain.
My complication had a little complication.
My God, what on earth's happened to you now?
My God, what on earth's happened to you now?
My good friends call me Harry.
My husband's dead, isn't he?
My I.D.? Oh, God.
My mother's away for Christmas.
My name is Lowry. Sam Lowry.
My name's Lime. Harvey Lime.
My name's Lowry.
My name's Lowry. Sam Lowry.
My own credit card.
Nah! Nah. Couldn't stand the pa...
Nevertheless, Mr. Helpmann, there are those who maintain...
Next of kin!
Next of kin!
Next.
Nice and easy now.
Nice and easy now.
Nice and easy.
No, in triplicate.
No, it, uh... I'll tell you what it is.
No, it's not the machine. There's a mismatch on the personnel code numbers.
No, it's... it's... it's, uh, all right.
No, it's... it's... it's, uh, all right.
No, Jack, please.
No, no, it's, uh... it's fine.
No, no, no, Arthur!
No, no, no. This way, please. Straight ahead.
No, no! Stop!
No, no. Buttle. I mean Buttle.
No, no. There's no stamp on it, you see.
No, not like that. I mean, I love you.
No, nothing. Not even dreams.
No, sir.
No, sir. I'm going to have to fill in a report on this.
No, they don't fix themselves, sir.
No, you're not. Jack Lint is a lesson to you.
No!
No!
No!
No!
No! No, I think you're very attractive.
No! No! No! Please!
No.
No. It's all right.
No. No. Don't let Progress see those.
Nostrils, eh?
Not... as such.
Nothing to worry about.
Now look what you've done to him!
Now shape up!
Now the flaccid tissues under the eyes and the forehead.
Now the template.
Now they got the whole country sectioned off. You can't make a move without a form.
Now, Alma...
Now, do stop, sir. Please.
Now, either you plead guilty...
Now, I lift...
Now, please, Mrs. Lowry.
Now, see here, Chapman, at least mine don't end up looking like they've been mugged.
Now, then, uh, what is the date today?
Number three.
Numero un, crevettes a la mayonnaise.
Obviously trying to exploit the situation.
Of a terrorist bombing at the Blue Lagoon...
Of course you can check to see if she's been arrested.
Of course you want something.
Of course, Jeremiah was senior to me, but we were close friends.
Of course. Come on, Alison... Barbara.
Of course. Isn't it wonderful?
Of her recent cosmetic
Of information retrieval charges.
Oh, and, Sam, a very happy Christmas.
Oh, Christ, yes. You've seen her with her clothes off.
Oh, don't mention it. And they make you sweat.
Oh, God, Mother, is that you?
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Oh, God. Holy shit.
Oh, God. She's got what's her name with her.
Oh, I don't know.
Oh, I don't know. Somebody from Information Retrieval.
Oh, Ida!
Oh, Jesus!
Oh, Jill.
Oh, let him go.
Oh, look! He'll never get that out!
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Are you all right?
Oh, my God. We shouldn't have come here.
Oh, my...
Oh, nice effect, but highly unstable.
Oh, no.
Oh, no.
Oh, please help me.
Oh, Sam, this is Information Retrieval, not Information Dispersal.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit. They're coming.
Oh, that sounds marvelous!
Oh, the prannets. I had a personal transporter.
Oh, uh, not that one.
Oh, um, yes. A little something.
Oh, very good, Sammy.
Oh, well, um, I'll be there as soon as I can.
Oh, what a relief. Finish your tea, Sam.
Oh, yeah. Yeah.
Oh, yes.
Oh, yes. Our morale is much higher than theirs.
Oh, yes. The new boy from next door.
Oh!
Oh! Gosh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh. Hello.
Oh. Sam.
Oh. Sorry.
Oh. Um...
Oi! Come out of there.
Oi! Oi, you! Stop! Come back here! Stop!
Okay, you've asked for it!
Okay.
Ooh, all information on third level suspects is classified.
Operatives are supposed to touch this stuff.
Or was it a personnel carrier you took out from Transportation?
Or, if you prefer something more specific...
Our job is to trace the connections and, uh, reveal them.
Out of your nostril? Eh?
Paperwork. Couldn't stand the paperwork.
Pepper?
Perfect. See you, Jack.
Perhaps the machine's on the blink.
Perhaps we could lose the thing behind a filing
Personnel transporter? What?
Phew ee.
Pick up all these things!
Pink and blue receipts. Sign there, there and there.
Piss off!
Please drive. Trust me. Trust me.
Please, Jack! No!
Please, Mr. Helpmann.
Please! Please! Drive on!
Please.
Please.
Please. Please, you've got to get me out of here.
Please...
Problem? No problem. Everything's fine. Wonderful. Marvelous.
Put it on, big boy. I won't look at your willy.
Put the phone down and raise your hands.
Quick. Quick.
Ready? One, two, three.
Really, Sam! Why can't you do something about these terrorists?
Really?
Records is a dead end department. No security level worth a damn.
Records?
Resisting arrest.
Ridiculous name.
Right this way.
Right up into the wig, into the hairline.
Right.
Right. Into memory.
Right. It's Tuttle downstairs who can worry, eh?
Sabotage, huh?
Salt?
Sam Lowry!
Sam Lowry.
Sam, happy Christmas.
Sam, I think I ought to tell you.
Sam, I've just had the Transport Pool onto me.
Sam, information retrieval is expensive.
Sam, it's time for you to grow up and accept responsibility.
Sam, no! Sam! Behind you!
Sam, picture me in these.
Sam, there are very rigid parameters laid down to prevent such things happening.
Sam, we've always been close, haven't we?
Sam!
Sam!
Sam!
Sam! It's me!
Sam! Sam!
Sam! Sam!
Sam?
Sam?
Sam.
Sam.
Sam.
Sam.
Sam.
Sam.
Say, against electrical charges over ~70...
Says it could have happened to anybody...
Searches from Central Banking about a check?
See you in the paddock.
Seems to have forgotten certain good old fashioned virtues.
Send that up to Security. Anyway, tidy it up, Lowry.
Send two copies to Financial!
Seven percent of the gross national product.
Sh She's dead. This is just a friend of mine.
Sh... Shh. Shh.
She came to us physically new.
She can cash it at the corner sweet shop.
She goes hence from us not so physically new.
She's innocent, Jack.
She's innocent, Jack.
She's medium height, green eyes.
She's not alone in all this.
She's spending it at the plastic surgeon's.
She's working for someone, and I don't think it's us.
She's...
Shh.
Shirley and I come here "wegularlarly."
Shit.
Sign here, please.
So I've brought you a bottle of barley water.
So they tend to turn a blind eye as long as I'm careful.
So, if, um... Look, if you wouldn't mind just signing these two receipts...
So, there you are.
So.
Sod it! It's broken!
Something for an executive.
Sorry you've had a wasted journey.
Sorry.
Sorry. A bit busy at the moment.
Sorry. I'm a bit of a stickler for paperwork, you see.
Sorry. Yes. I was saying, wouldn't it be simpler to work with Central Services?
Spoor, come here! Look! I got it! I found it!
Step right up. This way. Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Stop calling me that.
Stop it! I'm not being promoted. I'm not going to Information Retrieval.
Stop!
Stop!
Stop!
Stop! Don't...
Stop! I had nothing to do with it! Wait!
Surgery
Take that mask off.
Take that mask off.
Telegram
Tell that to the wives of the security men she blew up this afternoon.
Tell them no. Tell them yes.
Thank God for that.
Thank God you're here. We're in terrible trouble.
Thank you for calling Central Services. I'm sorry. Due to...
Thank you very much, Deputy Minister.
Thank you, David.
Thank you, Dawson.
Thank you, Spiro. Shirley. Shirley, what are you going to have?
Thank you.
Thank you. Same again, please.
Thanks for coming.
Thanks very much, Sam.
Thanks.
Thanks. Are you Officer 412/L?
That can't be right, can it?
That I'd take you on to the team at Information Retrieval.
That is your receipt for your husband. Thank you.
That Mr. Buttle, Archibald, residing at
That one. Yes.
That technique... I've tried it.
That the Ministry of Information has become too large and unwieldy.
That those found guilty should pay for their periods of detention...
That's bloody typical.
That's brilliant, Sam.
That's exit one on Green Pastures Highway at the Orange Blossom Flyover.
That's for me to say.
That's it! Let's go! Vroom! Vroom!
That's it. Nothing to worry about.
That's not far enough!
That's right!
That's Simmons's doing. And he and Jeffries always sit together at lunch.
That's why we always insist on the principle
The acid man?
The bandages came off just this afternoon.
The big boys.
The flashlight.
The ghost in the machine.
The ghost in the machine.
The gift of eternal life.
The odd thing is, it appears to have happened twice.
The wraps come off tomorrow.
The wrinkles and the worry lines...
The wrong man was delivered to me as the right man.
There is one way round it.
There we are.
There we go. Buttle. Veronica. Mrs.
There.
There's a problem. She doesn't have a bank account.
There's a query about a personnel transporter you took out from the pool.
There's only one left in here now, and I need that to sit on!
There's your problem.
These helmets don't half make your scalp itch.
They can't get decent staff anymore.
They don't take kindly to sabotage.
They just can't stand seeing the other fella win.
They sent me here. They said you have a form I need to fill out.
They're always hangin' around in Lingerie.
They've gone back to metric without telling us.
Think carefully before you decide.
Thirtieth floor, sir.
This is a black eye for the department, Lowry.
This is an emergency!
This is an emergency.
This is an H2206...
This is Information Retrieval.
This is not the only statue... Shut up!
This isn't my suit.
This one, Sister, is a nine millimeter submachine gun...
This sort of thing could never have happened
This way.
This way.
This whole Buttle Tuttle confusion was obviously planned from the inside.
This your dream girl, is it?
Thrown in the towel.
To celebrate the completion
To suit your individual taste.
To, say, seven or eight of the charges...
Today the number two.
Tonight we have with us, from the Ministry of Information...
Too late?
Triplets? God. How time flies.
Trust me, Jack.
Try this.
Tuttle should have had ~31.06 debited against his account, not Buttle.
Tuttle!
Tuttle?
Tuttle.
Twice?
Two, three...
Uh huh. That's me.
Uh, but, Jack, I...
Uh, I need some information on a woman named Layton.
Uh, Jack, it's great to see you.
Uh, merry Christmas, Dawson.
Uh, my name's Lowry.
Uh, Sam Lowry.
Uh, the Central Collective Storehouse computer has got him down as "deleted."
Uh, we can't allow that, sir. It's more than our job's worth.
Uh, would you like some tea?
Uh...
Uh... It's a...
Um, don't you want to search me?
Um, I'm from the Ministry of Information.
Um, is it all right about Mrs. Tuttl...
Um, no, I I'm fine.
Um, okay.
Um...
Um...
Um...
Um... I'll take charge of her now.
Under section 47, paragraph 7 of council order number 438476...
Under Section 972/552.
Up! Up! Up! Up! Up!
Used for close quarter combat fighting.
Veronica Buttle.
Veronica?
Veronica?
Very effective weapon. Would you like to see it?
Wait, wait, wait! Wait!
Wait! Stop! Don't go! Stop!
Waiting for my daddy.
Wasting ministry time and paper."
We all have to play by them. Even me.
We can offer you something, let's say
We did it! We did it!
We do the work You do the pleasure
We interrupt this program to bring you news
We remove the excess derma.
We should take the lorry and get away!
We suspect him of, uh, freelance subversion.
We thought, well, rather than cause delay...
We'd better get out of here quick. Come on. Quietly.
We'd let you have it now.
We'll be back, you clever little bastard!
We'll be back!
We'll be back.
We'll never get rid of the damn thing now.
We're all in it together, kid.
We're fielding all their strokes, running a lot of them out...
We're getting warm.
We're proud of our reputation and we protect it.
We've just had a report in that Tuttle has wrecked an entire flat...
Welcome to Expediting.
Welcome to Information Retrieval.
Welcome to the team.
Well done, men. Quick thinking.
Well, actually, Mr. Helpmann, I've, uh... I've changed my mind.
Well, as there were certain... difficulties...
Well, have you got a 27 B/6?
Well, I I... I just don't deserve such terrific luck.
Well, I just happen to know that Information Retrieval...
Well, I put her on the detention list. Security should have her here before 6:00.
Well, I suppose we're all human.
Well, I'm lucky.
Well, send it to somebody else.
Well, she witnessed the Tuttle... Um, the Buttle arrest.
Well, that's awful.
Well, that's it, then.
Well, they won't know you when I've finished with you.
Well, they're a little overworked these days.
Well, until this all blows over just stay away from me.
Well, until this all blows over just stay away from me.
Well, we're gonna have to bring Mr. Tuttle in, aren't we?
Well, yes and no. Officially, only Central Service
Well, you can't borrow any more chairs!
Well, you don't deserve to be!
Well?
Well...
Well...
Well...
Well... It's only my first day.
Well... Well, then, I, uh...
What a pathetic creature I am!
What a stupid thing.
What are you doing? For Christ's sake, keep moving!
What are you doing? What... My God! What's going on?
What are you going to have?
What are you gonna do about the Layton woman?
What are you talking about?
What are you... Oh, God!
What did you do that for?
What do they want you for?
What do you believe is behind this recent increase in terrorist bombings?
What do you think it is? Where's he gone?
What do you think of your mother now?
What do you think?
What does B58/732 mean to you?
What does that mean, Sam? I don't want to get involved in anything unsavory.
What has she done?
What has Tuttle done?
What have you done with his body?
What have you done with his body?
What have you done with his body?
What have you done with his body?
What on earth is it?
What the hell is this, lady?
What we gonna do, Sam?
What were we saying?
What, here? So that she can spill the beans inside the department?
What?
What?
What?
What?
What?
What? Jill?
What? Oh. Thanks.
What? Um...
What? Who is this?
What... What are you doing?
What's going on?
What's happened to my flat?
What's happening?
What's playing today?
What's the problem?
What's this gun for?
When I'm finished. Um...
When there's a woman involved, there's no stopping me.
Where are you taking him?
Where is Jill?
Where is she? Huh?
Which is going to help keep costs down within your means...
Who are you?
Who else knows? Warrenn? Helpmann?
Who is that?
Who'd love to get their hands on Harry Tuttle.
Who's there?
Who's there?
Whoo!
Why don't you go back to your office and I'll give you a knock
Why not?
Why not? All you gotta do is blow your nose and it's fixed, innit?
Why? I came into this game for the action, the excitement.
Will you please go away! I'm trying to talk...
Will you please go away! I'm trying to talk...
Wonderful. Marvelous.
Worried? Me? If I'm worried about anyone, Sam, it's you.
Would you like to be surgeon general?
Would you?
Y y you...
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah. It's the backlog. Everybody complains.
Yeah. See, Expediting has put in for electrical procedures...
Yeah. Who's he?
Yeah. Yeah, sit back. Let me have a look at you.
Yee hah! Yee hah!
Yes, fine. Jack, I... I need some information.
Yes, I'll let you have it back in 10 minutes.
Yes, it's... fine.
Yes, Jack?
Yes, that's what I...
Yes, they don't usually make mistakes, but, uh...
Yes, well, from the department's point of view,
Yes, yes. Not in my department, of course.
Yes!
Yes!
Yes! No! Cancel that!
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes. Just for a few minutes.
Yes. No.
Yes. No. Cancel that. Okay.
Yes. Who is this?
Yoo hoo!
You are good to me, you know.
You buying a Christmas present for your mother?
You can't win the game if you're a man short.
You can't. You've just turned it down.
You couldn't what? Couldn't stand the what?
You did me a favor. Just check the corridor.
You did...
You didn't!
You don't anything about a personnel transporter gone missing, do you?
You don't believe me, do you?
You don't exist anymore.
You don't trust me, do you?
You don't trust me, I don't trust you.
You have to go through the proper channels.
You haven't switched it on.
You illiterate foreign pig! You come over here on your own...
You just said yourself, miss... we've already stamped it.
You know, it being Christmas and all.
You look exquisite today. Merry Christmas.
You may go in now.
You must be joking.
You must know that. Please, please get me out of here.
You probably think I I I I'm bonkers, right? Mad. Raving.
You saved it from the lorry. It must be something very special.
You see? The population census has gotten him down as "dormanted."
You seem to have rather a lot to get on with yourself.
You sit down there, Mary. Sam.
You stupid bastard.
You tell me what you want...
You touched me. Nobody touches me.
You want to take my console into your office?
You won't believe this, and I know it's going to sound incredible...
You wouldn't, by any chance...
You, um...
You.
You'll never get anywhere in a suit like that.
You'll see.
You're certainly a bit of an own goal, but...
You're expected.
You're flat on the "G."
You're not going to keep calling her Barbara, are you?
You're not listening to me, Mother.
You're running up an enormous bill by not cooperating.
You're up late.
You've got no sense of reality.
You've had that scab Tuttle here, ain't ya?
Your face. Are you hurt?
Your father and I were very close.
Your mother and my mother, they seem to have got the idea that...
Your mother was with her at the end.
Your poor father would be appalled at your lack of promotion. Ooh!
Your thermostat's gone, and then some.
Your very own number on your very own door.
A triplet? One of them, I think.
About these invoices... Yes. Yes. Yes.
Actual terrorists? Yeah.
Actually, Mother, I've decided... Oh, Louis! Louis, you know Sam.
Actually, there's someone I want to meet. Oh, I know.
Administration has him down as "completed."
Ah, well... He thinks you should see a doctor.
All right. All right. We take a vacancy.
Always used to wonder if they were real. What, my ears?
And it is so much quicker. God!
And she's been to Dr. Jaffe. Ah.
And sign the check there. Yes.
Are you boys giving me the runaround? Where are you?
Are you expecting anyone? No.
Are you sure this is all right? Yes. Yes, certain.
But as you don't live here anymore... What?
But I could be anybody. No, you couldn't, sir.
But they'll be lying in wait. Oh, Christ, you're paranoid.
Buttle. I knew it.
Bye bye. Bye!
Can you believe it? Congratulations.
Can you fix it? No, I can't.
Cat. This is her.
Central Services. Oh, yes.
Come on! Pick them up! Geez... Oh...
Don't touch her! No!
Emergency procedures. Emergency procedures!
Fine, thanks. Good.
Fixed. Fixed?
Get out of my cab. What?
Get your foot down on it! Move! Stay off of it!
Give my regards to Alison and the twins. Triplets.
Glad to have you aboard. Yes. These requisitions...
Go away. Her name's Jill.
Go on. Right.
Good night, Mr. Lime. Good night, Dawson.
Good. What is this all about?
He's dead.
He's tampered with it, Dowser. I think he's tampered with it, Mr. Spoor.
Hello? It's 11:00.
Hello. Hello? Sam. Where are you?
Hello. Hello.
Hello. Hello.
Hello. Hello.
Help me. Bastard.
Here's looking at you, kid. Here's looking at you.
Hey! Stop! What?
Hey! What's going on? Where's your invitation?
Hey. What are you doing here?
Ho! Ho! We're Department of Works!
Hold up. What? Who are you?
How are you? Well, actuall...
How can you... I'm gonna open it. Don't touch that!
How much do you know about this? Uh, not much.
I don't know which number. Mother, please...
I knew there was something different. Remember how they used to stick out?
I knew there was something different. Remember how they used to stick out?
I see. Yes.
I think we'll go have a little look. No, you can't.
I'm gonna be late. Sam.
I'm Holly. Sorry, love. So you are.
I'm sorry. I... Okay!
I'm sorry. I'm in a hurry. Oi, come here.
If I can help you... Ah, well, actually...
Information Retrieval. Oh, good.
Is it stamped? Stamped?
Is this guy bothering you? Oh. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.
It's 11:00. Is it?
It's been a great year. You sound worried.
It's impossible to get noticed. I know.
It's reply paid. Is it?
Jack. A, B, C...
Jack. Now bring me the blue one over there.
Jack... Shut up!
Look at this. Look at this. It's a check.
Look, why don't we go back to my flat. Forget it.
Look, why don't we go back to my flat. Forget it.
Madame Lowry? Oh, to hell with the diet.
Merci. Merci.
Mercy. There. Now a bit of sticky.
Mother, will you please listen to me. Alma! You wicked girl.
Mother? Come in.
Mr. Kurtzmann. Yes.
Mr. Warrenn, I have to find out about... Get up!
Mr. Warrenn! Are you settling down?
My God! A mistake! Well, at least it's not ours.
My name's Lowry, Mr. Warrenn. Sam Lowry. Ah, Lowry!
No hairline. Oh, really, Louis!
No! You... Don't forget your receipt.
No. I've got to have a heating engineer. Thank you for calling Central Services.
Of course I trust you. I was only trying to help.
Of course. We're joining Mrs. Terrain.
Oh, damn and blast! What's the matter?
Oh, God. Come on!
Oh, it fixed itself! Fixed itself?
Oh, my God. Sam, where are you going?
Oh, you stupid sod. Dear boy.
Oh! Oh! Oh! No, sir. Don't forget your receipt.
Oh. Was it all right otherwise?
Repairs! What?
Salt? Not yet.
Sam! You remember Alison? Evening.
Sir, I'd like to point this out... No! Don't be ridiculous, Jenkins.
Snip, snip, slice, slice. It's marvelous.
So sorry we're late. Thanks.
Sorry. Uh, you remember my son, Samuel.
Thank you, sir. You'll like it there.
Thank you. We'll show you!
Thanks, Jack. Are you settling in all right?
That one. There. That's fine. Thanks.
That should hold it. Sam?
That's it. Over there, love. Terrorist?
There isn't anywhere! Just far away!
There was a mistake. Mistake?
This isn't rare. Oh! By the by, Alma...
Time to go. Sorry.
Trouble with your air conditioning? Air conditioning, sir?
Trust me. I can do it. But you can't go without me.
Tuttle? Mm hmm.
Uh huh. Can I forget it?
Uh oh. A roadblock.
Want to see my I.D.? No need, sir.
We got plenty of rooms. That's all right. We take a room.
We will. We will. Ida, Sam.
Well... Long time no see.
What are we gonna do? Stay calm.
What are you... No!
What do you recommend, Spiro? Between you and me, madame...
What is it? A 27 B/6.
What on earth's happened to you? There was a little complication.
What? 11:00!
What? That's the deputy minister's lift.
What's in that parcel? Oh, Jesus.
Where do I get it stamped? Information Adjustments.
Who fixed your ducts? Huh? Fixed your ducts, all right.
Who was that? That's a friend of mine. He...
Why have we come here? Go away!
Would you excuse us? Oh, no, of course.
Would you hold this, please? Uh...
Would you stop shoving... Yes, he is.
Would you? Really? Really.
Yeah! Okay. Okay.
Yeah? Where to? Anywhere, as fast as possible.
Yeah. Oh, what a relief.
Yes. Thanks. Bye. Hurry up.
Yes. The lady's waiting. Are we? God.
You didn't. I did.
You don't have to sing it. I don't?
You don't trust me, open it. No!
You don't trust me? Trust you? Trust you?
You look different. Well, I'm two years older.
You noticed. You have to say the number!
You okay? Tuttle!
You rang, sir? You rang, sir?
You see? God!
...
...
...
...
... famous statue pairing truth and freedom.
...and think you can mess up our streets!
'Ere I am, J.H.
"'Ere I am.
"And so, as Tiny Tim observed...
"And to Tiny Tim, who did not die...
"attempting to disrupt the Ministry of Information Retrieval's
"bringing into disrepute the good name of the government...
"Buttle."
"destroying government property viz. an indeterminate number of personnel carriers;
"forging the signature of the head of Records, third department;
"Giving aid and comfort to the enemies of society,
"he became a second father.
"He became as good a friend in the good old world.
"He did it all, and infinitely more.
"intention to misdirect ministry funds to the form of a check to A. Buttle...
"Jillian Layton. Coloring: White. Hair: Blonde. Eyes: Blue. Height: 5 foot 4.
"Layton.
"N3/HK/608, you are charged with the following:
"obstruction of forces, Law and Order, in the exercise of their duty;
"passing confidential documents to unauthorized personnel...
"Scrooge was better than his word.
"through unauthorized channels;
"Truck driver.
"viz. I.R. Dossier/Jillian Layton;
/074328K.
# Someday # ...
# And softly murmured someday soon #
# As twilight gleams the sky above #
# Brazil #
# Brazil #
# Brazil #
# I will #
# In fields as they lay #
# In fields where they #
# Now #
# Now #
# Recalling #
# Return #
# The angels did say #
# The first Noel #
# The morning found me miles away #
# The morning found me miles away #
# Then #
# Then #
# There's one thing I'm certain of #
# Tomorrow was another day #
# Tomorrow was another day #
# Was to certain poor shepherds #
# We stood beneath an amber moon #
# We stood beneath an amber moon... #
# Where hearts were entertained in June #
# Where hearts were entertained in June #
# With still a million things to say #
# With still a million things to say #

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