The Importance of Being Earnest Page #5
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you are not inattentive.
- Oh, I'm afraid I am.
- That is strange.
Were I fortunate enough
to be Miss Prism's pupil,
I would hang upon her lips.
- Oh!
- I spoke metaphorically.
My metaphor was drawn from bees.
Mr. Worthing, I suppose,
has not returned from town yet.
We do not expect him
till Monday afternoon.
Ah, yes, he usually likes
to spend his Sunday in London.
He is not one of those
whose sole aim is enjoyment,
as, by all accounts, that unfortunate
young man, his brother, seems to be.
I must not disturb
Egeria and her pupil any longer.
Egeria? My name is Laetitia,
Doctor.
Ah! Laetitia, the Latin for "joy."
Yes...
I shall, uh, I shall see you both,
no doubt, at evensong.
I think, dear Doctor, I will have
a stroll with you.
I find I have a headache after all,
and a stroll might do it good.
Oh, Cecily, you will read your
political economy in my absence.
The chapter on the fall of the rupee
you may omit.
It is somewhat too sensational.
have their melodramatic side.
Horrid political economy,
horrid geology,
horrid, horrid German!
You are too much alone,
dear Dr. Chasuble.
- You should get married.
- Oh, no!
You do not seem to realize,
dear Doctor,
that by persistently remaining single,
a man converts himself...
into a permanent public temptation.
Oh!
A man should be more careful...
or he may lead
weaker vessels astray.
But is a man not equally attractive
when married?
Oh, no married man is ever attractive,
except to his wife.
And often, I've been told,
not even to her.
Oh, doesn't that depend upon the
intellectual sympathies of the woman?
Maturity can always be depended on.
Ripeness can be trusted.
- Oh!
I spoke horticulturally.
My metaphor was drawn from fruits.
Fruits, yes.
driven over from the station, miss.
He's brought his luggage with him.
"Mr. Ernest Worthing,
B4, The Albany."
Uncle Jacks brother?
Did you tell him
Mr. Worthing was in London?
Yes, miss. He seemed
very much disappointed.
He said he would like to speak to you
privately for a moment.
I've left him in the morning room.
Thank you, Merriman.
I've never met
a really wicked person before.
I feel rather frightened.
I'm so afraid he'll look
just like everyone else.
He does.
You are my little cousin Cecily,
I'm sure.
You are under some
strange misapprehension.
I am not little. In fact, I believe that
I am more than usually tall for my age.
But I am your cousin Cecily.
You, I see from your card,
are Uncle Jacks brother,
my cousin Ernest.
My wicked cousin Ernest.
Oh, I am not really wicked at all,
Cousin Cecily.
You mustn't think I'm wicked.
If you are not, then you have
certainly been deceiving us all...
in a very inexcusable manner.
I hope you have not been leading
a double life,
pretending to be wicked
and being really good all the time.
That would be hypocrisy.
Of course, I...
I have been rather reckless.
I'm glad to hear it.
In fact, now you mention
the subject,
I really have been very bad
in my own small way.
so proud of that,
though I'm sure
it must have been very pleasant.
It's much pleasanter
being here with you.
I can't understand
how you're here at all.
Uncle Jack won't be back
till Monday afternoon.
That is a great disappointment.
I'm obliged to go up
by the first train Monday morning.
I have a business appointment
that I am anxious...
to miss.
Couldn't you miss it
anywhere but in London?
No, the appointment is in London.
Well, I know, of course,
how important it is...
not to keep
a business engagement.
Still, I think you had better wait
until Uncle Jack arrives.
I know he wants to speak to you
about your emigrating.
My what?
About your emigrating.
He's gone up to buy your outfit.
I certainly wouldn't allow Jack
to buy my outfit.
He has got absolutely no taste
at all in neckties.
I don't think
that you will require a necktie.
Uncle Jack is sending you
to Australia.
Australia?
I'd sooner die.
He said at dinner on Wednesday
night that you would have to choose...
between this world,
the next world,
and Australia.
Oh. Well, the reports I have
of Australia and the next world...
are not particularly encouraging.
This world is good enough
for me, Cousin Cecily.
Yes. But are you
good enough for it?
Well, no, I am not that.
That is why I would like you
to reform me.
You might make that your mission,
if you don't mind, Cousin Cecily.
I am afraid I have
no time this afternoon.
Well, would you mind
if I reform myself this afternoon?
I will.
- I feel better already.
- You are looking a little worse.
- That's because I'm hungry.
- Oh, how thoughtless of me!
I should have remembered that when one
is going to lead an entirely new life,
one requires regular
and wholesome meals.
Might I have a buttonhole first?
L-I never have any appetite
unless I have a buttonhole.
A Marechale Niel?
- No, I would sooner have a pink rose.
- Why?
Because you are like a pink rose,
Cousin Cecily.
I don't think it can be right
for you to say such things to me.
Miss Prism never talks like that.
Then Miss Prism is
a shortsighted old lady.
You are the prettiest girl
I ever saw.
Miss Prism says
that all good looks are a snare.
Then they are a snare that any sensible
man would like to be caught in.
Oh?
I wouldn't know
what to talk to him about.
Mr. Worthing.
- Mr. Worthing.
- Dear Mr. Worthing,
I trust this garb of woe does not
betoken some terrible calamity.
- My brother.
- More shameful debts and extravagance?
- Dead.
- Your brother Ernest dead?
Quite dead.
What a lesson for him.
Oh, Mr. Worthing, I...
I offer my sincere condolence.
Poor Ernest. He had many faults,
but it is a sad, sad blow.
Oh, very sad indeed.
Were you with him at the end?
No, he died abroad.
In Paris, in fact.
I had a telegram last night
from the manager of the Grand Hotel.
- Was the cause of death mentioned?
- A severe chill, it seems.
As a man sows,
so let him reap.
Charity, dear Miss Prism, charity.
None of us are perfect.
I myself am peculiarly
susceptible to drafts.
Will the interment
take place here?
No, he seems to have expressed
a desire to be buried in Paris.
Paris!
I fear that hardly points to any
very serious state of mind at the last.
Oh, Uncle Jack!
I'm so glad to see you back,
but what horrid clothes
you have got on.
- Cecily!
- My child, my child.
Do look happy.
I have got such a surprise for you.
Who do you think
is in the dining room?
- Your brother!
- Who?
Your brother Ernest.
He arrived about half an hour ago.
Well, what nonsense.
I haven't got a brother.
Oh, don't say that.
However badly he may have behaved
to you in the past,
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