"It´s a trange world, isn't it?"

Jeffrey: There are opportunities in life for gaining knowledge and experience. Sometimes, it's necessary to take a risk. I got to thinking. I'll bet someone could learn a lot by getting into that woman's apartment. You know, sneak in, hide, and observe.

Sandy: Sneak into her apartment?

Jeffrey: Yeah.

Sandy: Are you crazy? Jeffrey, she's possibly involved in murder. This is givin' me the creeps.

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Sandy: I don't know. I mean, it sounds like a good daydream, but actually doing it is too weird. It's too dangerous.

Jeffrey: Sandy, let's just try the first part. No one will suspect us. Because no one would think two people like us would be crazy enough to do something like this.

Sandy: You have a point there.

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Sandy: I don't know if you're a detective or a pervert.

Jeffrey: Well, that's for me to know and you to find out.

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Sandy: [smiling] It's a strange world, isn't it? [Jeffrey nods in agreement]

Simplesmente estranho... Tive de deitar a cabeça na almofada e pensar nele, nas cores, nas imagens, nos diálogos.

E sim, é um mundo estranho, e delicioso ao mesmo tempo, incompreensivel mas tão nitido.

Só contrastes entre aquilo que a nossa mente compreende e aquilo que os nossos olhos conseguem ver.

E lá fui eu a pensar para a cama, a pensar no mistério por resolver, a imaginar as personagens e os seus porquês.

Lá fui eu confusa como sempre, sempre que me proponho a ver um filme do senhor Lynch...

Mas isso não é mau... Em contraste com tantas outras coisas que nos dão que pensar...