Caravaggio

00:01:30 Four years on the run, so many labels on the luggage...

00:04:14 WHISTLE

00:08:09 My true love Pasqualone, laughs.

00:11:09 ..and took on his feets: I wild orgiastic dismenberment !

00:15:28 ''Safe... to they like believe...''

00:17:12 Matter is in life...

00:19:08 CARAVAGGlO LAUGH

00:21:30 It´s the most successful fucking disaster

00:25:51 ll My ¿? are over !

00:39:29 - He ain´t fucks me, yet ! Fucking red ¿? boy -Pay off your fucking gambling debts !

00:41:42 ..carve his will from the ceiling in the Garden of ¿?. ''

00:43:45 But St Matheu looks so very well in the gallery !

00:51:12 At midnight holy father arrives dress as a eerie satyr.

00:55:24 Scipione, May I introduce you to my charming friend Lena ?

01:00:48 ''A conspiracy between Church and ¿?.''

01:02:17 ''Harder Michele'' The air hisses to the gap in his golden teeth.

01:07:21 - Whom child is it ? - Mine.

01:11:18 "and God shall wipe away the tears from their eyes"...

01:15:19 ..when gulp the air tearing your last breath from the stars...

01:17:04 Years ago.. when we met...

01:21:12 and Michele, I must advance you...

01:23:42 Well, If the portrait looks good you can have him

01:25:42 "It is, it is" the swallow whispers.