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Wait though wait. When the plinking piano music escalates, you know the big bad mustachioed top hat is tying the maiden to the tracks!


Or if it's an Alloy Orchestra score, when the oboe comes in you know there's comic relief on the screen.

There's a company called the Soundtrack Factory that puts out soundtracks of movies on CD, including most of the dialogue. I have their releases of The Third Man and Bride of Frankenstein, which I bought because I thought I was just getting the scores. They are interesting, though, and I've thought about putting some of my favorite movie dialogue on CD for car trips.


lol. You guys crack me up. :D

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