Nymphomaniac Lars von Trier s film

And he asked the God:
– I wanted to be with you, why are you sending me to hell? I spent my whole life in prayers and haven't done anything to incur your wrath!
And the God answered:
– Yes, that's true, but look – that woman, passing by the temple, was looking above to the heavens and always wanted to get into, wondering if she was still worth my forgiveness. And you, looking out of the window, looked down at her and were jealousing to her life. Now you will get what you really wanted.

My story ends here, my life is a shit.
I do not feel anything clear.
I lie on the ground completely in it.
I do not have power for fear.

– Come on, give me hands, I'll help you to stand, -
Said voice which recalled me my father.
If you want to know about my name,
It means "always happy", it bothers...

You can tell me story, I promise not laugh,
I actually don't have much laughter...
I'm interested how you ended it up
As fallen in dirt like a muddler?

– I'll tell you my story, just bring me some tea,
Oh, thank you, so here I'm starting.
Well, everything starts in the childhood, you see?
Then, eager for feelings, were hunting.

I need to confess I'm addicted to sex –
It was only way get emotions.
I broke the rules when I slept with my ex –
We promised not having devotion.

It was my first love with that drowning brown eyes,
And I don't remember anothers.
I asked him to take me, I faced with his ice,
He still does not love me like others...

It's better I wouldn't tell everything –
The cases I was, were so different
While treated by them like insentieve,
I bet they knew me as "indifferent"...

– You lived such exciting and curious life,
When I spent my life all in prayers,
And I was convinced, such as you – dirty slut
But now I'd press just "replay all".

I'll go back for some tea. You have drunk it the whole.
And then he returned as he just has been born,
Without a thought – he was last after all –
She took off her gun and shot him, no mourn.