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What gets me blood boilin’? Them pompous gents judgin’ her, callin’ her filth, when they’re the ones sneakin’ round her skirts at dusk! Hypocrites, the lot—makes me wanna keelhaul ‘em. But she? She’s got guts, mate. Happy as a clam, me, watchin’ her outsmart ‘em. Once saw her nick a gold chain off a drunkard mid-tumble—smooth as rum down me gullet. Surprised me, aye, how she danced through life like it’s a jig.

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Liva is a prostitute who wants to start a new life. She wants to escape from an anonymous psychopath who harasses her by phone and needs a lot of money to pay her brother Bjarke's .

But then, this old dude gets in. He’s got this huge smile, and he’s like, “You know, son, life’s like an elevator. Sometimes you go up, sometimes you go down.” I’m like, “Yeah, but I’m stuck in the middle!” He just chuckles. I swear, that guy’s got wisdom.

Akira Kurosawa, Toshiro Mifune: Cinema’s Greatest Collaborations