The Wings of the Dove Page #2
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- 1997
- 102 min
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without visiting you.
Well, you'll just have to
persuade her to stay a little longer.
She takes all the decisions.
l'm just a companion.
You're not very talkative.
You haven't given me
a chance.
Black suits you
perfectly tonight.
Has anyone
ever told you not to stare ?
- Do you know her well ?
- l wish l knew her better.
Why's everyone
so fascinated by her ?
She'd be the Queen of America
if they had one.
World's richest orphan.
She's worth millions.
Then why aren't you
sitting next to her ?
Well, your Aunt Maud
wouldn't let me.
l finally caught you on your own.
Lord Mark's been
monopolizing you all evening.
Yes, but he's been staring
at you the whole time.
So have l.
l think your aunt's
a little drunk.
Oh, she's never drunk.
That would interfere.
- With what ?
- All the plots she is hatching.
- You make her sound like a witch.
- Oh, no.
- She can't fly... yet.
Milly !
- Psst.
- Kate !
l saw you from the bus.
l thought you were running away from me.
No, not at all.
l didn't see you.
- What are you reading ?
- Tennyson.
Ah.
Who were you visiting ?
Just now ? Some friends.
- Milly.
Excuse me, is this
the foreign language section ?
Let's see.
Well, if l'd have been the owner,
l'd have thrown you both out.
- But why ?
- Because that part of the
book shop is reserved for men.
- Why ?
- You saw the pictures.
Exactly. l saw them. Have l changed ?
Have l suddenly become corrupt ?
Mm. lt's a gradual process.
Look at Kate.
- There's nothing corrupt about Kate.
- Mm, of course there is.
lt's in her eyes.
Can't you see ?
There's far too much going on
behind those pretty lashes.
l think we're going to leave you
until you've sobered up.
He must be in love with you
to behave like that.
God, l hope not.
How do you do, Mr Densher ?
Do you know who he is ?
Yes.
He's a friend of the family.
Where did you find
your friend ?
She was invited.
l wasn't.
lt was one way
to get to see you.
- Did you get my letters ?
- Yes.
- Why didn't you write ?
- l didn't see the point.
So why have you come now ?
Did it hurt ?
ls that what you wanted ?
l hurt... so much.
You can't imagine.
lt was your choice.
Just have to wait.
l want you to go back
and kiss her... with that mouth.
You came with her.
l'll come and see you soon.
Poor Mark.
He invited you
to his country house.
- He invited you too.
- Only to keep you company.
He's not my type.
- No ?
- Mm-mmm.
- What is your type ?
- That friend of yours at the party.
Which friend ?
The one who came in
with the older woman.
Merton Densher ?
He was beautiful.
- What's your article about ?
- Hospitals.
- What do you care about hospitals ?
- Oh, l care about a lot
of things that you don't know.
- For example.
For example,
there's a doctor at King's.
He runs a little surgery
on the side for whores.
He charges one pound, one schilling
for issuing virginity certificates...
and two pounds
He operates on 12-year-old girls...
and sends them back out on the streets
to earn the money to pay him.
And he's just been elected
to the Royal Society.
For example.
- Are you censoring it ?
- l'm editing it for you.
- lt's very angry.
- Well, it's supposed to be.
So angry,
you've left out a word.
- Have you heard of a Sir Luke Strett ?
- Of course l have.
- Why ''of course'' ?
- He's a leading blood specialist.
A very respected doctor.
- Why ?
- He's a friend of Milly's.
- Who's Milly ?
- Oh, my best friend of the day.
- Oh, yes, the American girl.
- How did you know she was American ?
- By her laugh.
- You're such a snob. She liked you.
That's because
she doesn't know me.
- You're not nearly as bad
as you'd like to be.
Everything's going to be fine.
- Ah, wonderful !
- Milly ?
- Kate !
l'm here with Merton.
- You haven't met Merton
properly before, have you ?
- No.
- Hello.
- Hello.
l want to show you something.
Hmm.
Kate's been talking
about you all afternoon.
l was almost sure we'd bump into you.
- lt's funny how that happens, isn't it?
- Hmm.
- l hope she was saying
nice things about me.
- Oh, yes, very nice things.
- You've made quite an impression.
- Well, so has she.
What are you doing here,
the two of you ?
Looking at paintings.
Of course.
l was hiding from the rain.
Well, l'm sorry
to have to leave you,
but if l don't go,
l'll be late for work.
lt was a pleasure
to meet you. Goodbye.
- Well, l hope l didn't scare him away.
- Oh, no. No.
lt's not what you're thinking.
- No ?
- No.
He's an old family friend.
- Oh, damn.
Look at my view, Milly.
lsn't it wonderful ?
What's your secret, Milly ?
lt's secret.
My theory is you can't really live--
can't truly live--
until you trust someone
with your secret.
lt's a good theory.
Yes, it is.
Ah.
Shh. l just want to talk to you.
l-- l want to explain.
Mark, you have to go.
l need her. That's why-- That's why
l pay her all the attention.
- That's why l ignore you.
- You don't ignore me. You're drunk.
l love you, Kate. You.
l need Milly's money
to keep my home.
l have to marry her,
but it doesn't have to be forever.
What are you talking about ?
She's ill. She's very ill.
Everyone in New York knows about it,
all my friends there.
- And when she's gone--
- Get out.
- Get out right now, or l'll
tell her everything you said.
- Every word.
- l just--
l swear, Mark.
All right.
l just wanted to say how...
sorry l am
for ignoring you today.
Shh. lt's me.
- Are you all right ?
- lt's freezing in my room.
Sleep here.
What's wrong ?
- Uh--
- What ?
Nothing.
These wretched aristocrats
can't even heat their houses.
- Good day.
- Thank you, sir.
Thank you.
May l take that ?
- Merton !
- Hello.
- Hello.
- This is my friend, Susan.
- How do you do ?
- Kate told me
she was meeting you here.
- No, she was busy today.
l must have got the wrong day.
Well, she's getting ready
for Venice.
- Venice ?
- Yes, she's coming
with Susie and me to Venice.
- Susie's got to
convince Aunt Maud first.
- l said l'll try.
Today.
Will you sit with us ?
Thank you, but l really must
get back to work. Goodbye.
Shall l walk you out ?
- Kate hadn't told you
we were going to Venice ?
- Well, l hadn't seen her.
- Are you and Kate old friends ?
- ls that what she told you ?
- Yes.
- Thank you.
- Why don't you come with us ?
- To Venice.
Why not ?
That's something
only a princess would say.
And you look down
on princesses ?
Especially princesses.
Goodbye.
- Where were you ?
- Here.
So why was l there ?
Couldn't get away.
Do you hate me a little more
for standing you up ?
You didn't just stand me up.
You set me up.
- Did you like her ?
- No.
- Did she like you ?
- Well, she asked me to come to Venice.
- Why don't you ?
- Why should l ?
Because l'll be there,
and Maud won't.
- Why ''poor old Milly'' ?
- She wants to be with you on her own.
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