Dorian Gray Page #5

Mmm.

Perhaps you could ask Mrs. Williams

to prepare me some breakfast?

Of course.

So young.

The world is hers.

- Harry, I...

- How dare you!

- She's my daughter.

- Ive changed.

You've changed?

But you don't change, do you, Dorian?

Why is that?

Harry, you're my oldest friend...

You're against nature.

You stay away from her.

- I don't want this to get...

- Stay away from her!

Mr. Gray!

I should apologize for my father.

Last night, you wanted to tell me something.

- Dorian!

- I want to begin again.

Far away from everything here.

I see. Well, I wouldn't...

Everything except you.

Dorian!

Yes.

Are you sure this

is what you want?

You're what I want.

As I recall, Mr. Gray stored

it in the attic.

He certainly wanted to protect it.

What secrets does he unlock?

Nobody at all need know.

Emily!

- What's the meaning of this?

- Im sorry...

Don't come up here.

Please.

Never.

Give me the key, please, Emily.

- Well, what's in there?

- Give me the key!

What's in there?

Please.

I beg you.

Its imperative it sails with us.

To New York, yes.

I shall wrap it myself, but Id be grateful

if you'd send men to help carry it down.

Thank you.

The house should fetch a

fine price, Mr. Gray.

Will you be leaving any of the furnishings?

All of them.

You know, I think that he wants

to make amends.

We owe him the benefit of the doubt.

I couldn't let you go off to that

ghastly continent without a farewell.

Come.

I hear you sail at dawn?

How romantic.

- Oh, to be young again.

Easily done.

Can you recall any errors

you made in your early days?

Very many, with much clarity.

Then commit them over again.

To get back one's youth,

one merely has to repeat one's follies.

Or you could barter your soul.

Darling, are you all right?

Clumsy.

Sorry, excuse me, will you?

Sorry, darling, have you seen Harry?

No. But look. Look what he dug out.

You never told me

there was a painting of you.

Where is it?

The war's this way, mate!

Harry.

I want to see it.

See what?

- Basil's picture.

- The picture was destroyed years ago.

I never liked it.

Show me.

Its an old portrait of my grandfather.

Show me.

Would you really kill me, Harry?

You taught me

that a man can rule his emotions.

But I can't.

I can't help loving your daughter more

than Ive loved anything in my life.

And I can't help how dear

I still hold our friendship.

Please...

Please don't do this.

Just old trinkets, Harry.

Why don't we go back to the party?

Basil...

Harry...

What are you?

I am what you made me!

I lived the life that you preached

but never dared practice.

I am everything

that you were too afraid to be.

But I was trying...

I was trying so hard...

.. to be a better man.

Im sorry.

Kelso was right.

You are... You're death.

Dorian?

Dorian!

Harry, no!

No!

Aaaargh!

No! Come with me!

What are you doing? Where's Dorian?

Dorian?

Locked.

- Emily! No, leave him!

- No! No!

No! Dorian...

Give me the key.

Look, give me the key!

What's in there?

What's in there?

You have my whole heart, Emily.

Leave him!

My whole heart.

What...?

Emily, I beg you...

No...

Dorian!

Dorian!

No! Dorian!

Dorian!

Aaaargh!

Raaargh!

Aaaaaargh!

Im still her father, Agatha.

And Im merely asking that you tell her...

.. that I miss her

and that this will always be her home.

And maybe one day she'll want to listen.

Poor boy.

Who can bear to look at you now

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