The Spoils of Babylon 1x3 Kicking the Habit (Subtitulos CC)
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This series is Gold, pure Gold.
Orson Welles would be shaking with laughter. Wobbling madly 😁😅🤣🤣
More! MORE!!!!!
I come here and watch this like once a month just to hear Tobey say “badge of wOe.”
I love the violin track after the fire
"I hit the road with only my thumb and a beat-up Olivetti typewriter. I didn't know what I was looking for: god, love, death, kicks. I knew I needed to go and never stop going, my head bent to the railroad of Earth. I wandered forth into the electric-negro dawn, cold water flats and boxcars booming through cities: Cleveland, Davenport, Denver, and the sound of mad jazz piercing through back alleys and flop houses. New adventures and miles between desire and hope. Desire and hope spread out like one long ribbon across the land, engines into the madness; Charlie Parker with his doo doo toroo, Miles and Dizz. Old Al Bevins cracked his skull on Wabash El in cold downtown Chicago, quivering like a madman, laughing under the noise and the clang of all that American music. Fixing and shooting in gloom shadows like innocent angels in supplication. Wither and hither I went like a nomad lost on the desert of no self, a moving dynamo slipping through the fog. Always: "Hey man, go!" and "Where'sit at?" And too often the search for love in loveless love dens where loveless girls not even acquainted with love, or Buddha or Karl Marx of Hume, leave love behind for kicks and commerce. One night the sad old moon hung over the Golden Gate bridge like Dick Powell in some Hollywood musical. I was out in the dark bay mist down in Sausalito on big Jim Lardner's boat, Dexter Gordon wailing on the radio. When Moon face Dick Powell came up to me and asked me "if I knew who I was?" Really knew the essential soul within? Dick Powell, I'll always see your pictures for that."
The sad thing is, no one even knows this exists. And it’s possibly the greatest comedy mini series of all time. It’s honestly my favorite piece of comedy. “Our ground was never so green”
How did they go from southern accents to fake english ones?? 😂😂😂 love this show.
🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣👍👍👍👍
Spider-Man in wild west era ?
It's not the wild west Era. It's after ww2