Washington Square Page #2
- PG
- Year:
- 1997
- 115 min
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sport to slaughter.
Thank you.
Good-bye, my dear.
Miss Sloper,
you dropped this.
was uncommonly tender,
Lavinia, whenever you conversed.
He had such a devoted air.
My dear brother,
the devotion was not to me.
It was of Catherine he spoke.
So he's in love with this regal
creature, then? Oh, father!
He didn't say that.
But he admired her dress.
It must be love, or he thinks
she has 80,000 a year.
I don't believe he thinks
of that. He's too refined.
He must be tremendously refined.
Yes.
Yes, he... yes.
Miss Sloper...
Oh!
I'm sorry. I'm...
I'm so sorry.
Your music.
My... my clumsiness in your
presence is becoming legendary.
Ex... excuse me.
I'm sorry to have bothered you.
Yeah, I was... I was just
so happy to see you again.
And I... I'm sorry.
You know, I don't
always know how to...
Please accept my apologies.
Mr. Townsend...
Oh!
Sorry.
Oh, my!
You're so blessed to have
a talent for music.
Oh, I have no talent.
Just, um, appreciation.
Yearning.
Oh, can it be that I
have found a twin?
You... you see, music is such
an intense love of mine...
that my weakness in the execution
of it is the cause of great pain...
And, at times,
greater embarrassment.
Y... you see, I refuse to accept that
I am so untalented at something...
that touches me so deeply,
I... I simply believe
that I've not yet...
discovered the key that
will unlock the gift.
I know.
Really?
Yes. That...
that's the exact thing.
Every night I include a mention
of it in my prayers.
I thought that I was alone.
Oh.
Do you suppose it's
possible that we could...
I... I live with my sister and... and her
five children while I seek employment.
And our situation doesn't allow...
for such frivolity as
musical instruments.
But do you suppose that it would
ever be possible that we could...
You are brave.
I am not, so much.
I so want to find favor
with you. Please...
Please... please don't believe that I am
so much a fool as I appear with you.
I can't seem...
I can't seem to...
Here's another.
Good day.
Mr. Townsend?
the use of our piano.
Is tomorrow too soon...
for our Sloper-Townsend
music society to commence?
No. Not...
Not too soon. Yes.
Your aunt is leaving.
You'll have to excuse me,
Mr. Townsend.
I have the most
fortuitous headache.
Of course.
Excuse me.
Aunt?
Hmm?
I can hardly be an audience to
you and Mr. Townsend forever.
I've neglected my duties
shamelessly these past weeks.
Besides, most young ladies crave
He is not my beau.
Mr. Townsend's interest
is in the piano.
Accomplished as Mr. Townsend
may be in many areas,
he's no Frederic Chopin.
hard-pressed to travel...
five times a week for four weeks
across town in an omnibus...
to practice on an instrument
so in need of tuning.
Besides, I have the young
man's confidence.
He's come a-courting.
Take Mr. Byron's advice:
"Be warm, but pure.
Be amorous, but be chaste."
No, no!
Go. Go.
Are you afraid to be
alone with me? Hmm?
Mm, mm, no.
Just does not seem quite proper.
Is proper so important to you?
Is a stroll in the park proper?
Will that make you happy?
You know,
I ask for nothing more.
Eh, we... you do.
Good afternoon, Doctor.
Good afternoon.
How do you do?
Afternoon.
Lovely day, Doctor.
They're rather humble, I'm afraid.
No, they're lovely.
Oh, but they pale in
comparison to you.
Maureen said you wanted
to see me, Austin?
Would you care for some port?
Oh, my.
There.
This is my favorite time of day,
watching the sun go down...
as the city winds to a close,
so peaceful and quiet.
into a sense of restful
tranquility.
Absolutely false, as it happens,
because darkness is falling,
and my daughter is running wild
in a public park with a man;
by all appearances not to her.
Oh, Austin... are your duties
too numerous, Lavinia?
Let us take their number,
shall we?
Well, there's, uh,
chaperoning Catherine.
And there's, uh...
We-well, that's it.
Should I perhaps hire
you an assistant?
I... I wouldn't want
to take advantage...
of our familial bond
by overworking you.
Oh, father, isn't that
a beautiful day?
Perhaps it's time I made the
acquaintance of your young man.
Yes!
So in short, I would say that if a gondola
doesn't come equipped with a gondolier,
walking is a very good plan,
unless, of course, you like to swim.
Oh, Morris, Morris, tell...
tell Dr. Sloper...
about the time in Switzerland when you
took it into your head to scale the Alps.
I'm sure the telling would
benefit from a good cigar and,
uh, some excellent port wine.
What do you think, Mr. Townsend?
Oh, I... I think a story can't help but
be improved by such accoutrements.
Since you both know the story, it can't be
that much of an inconvenience. shall we?
Yes, of course.
Excuse me.
Aunt.
No, no.
I'm sure you have any number of delightful
stories that women are enthralled with.
Now it is you who are being kind.
There.
Thank you.
I hear you're looking
for a position.
What are you fit for?
Not very much, I'm afraid.
I have only a good right arm,
as they say in melodramas.
You are far too modest.
In addition to your good right arm, you have
your subtle brain and amazing physiognomy.
Well, I don't know how to answer in
the face of such generous observation.
You advise me, then,
not to despair?
that any robust,
well-disposed young man
need ever despair.
Were you kindly intending to propose
something to my advantage?
It occurs to me I sometimes hear
of positions outside of New York.
Mm. I'm afraid I couldn't
manage that.
You see, I'm... I'm my sister's
only living relative.
She's a widow, and I'm providing
an education for her five children.
I am sure you must be a great
comfort to her in the circumstances.
As, uh, honorable as that is,
it is hardly a career.
Mm. It will not make my fortune,
if that's what you mean.
Are you bent on
making a fortune?
On the contrary, I'm simply
looking to turn an honest penny.
I shall keep that in mind.
If my situation becomes desperate, I shall
perhaps take the liberty of reminding you.
Be assured, I will not
lose sight of you.
Now, I'm... I'm quite in the mood
of an alpine adventure.
And leave out none of the details
that I'm sure you did for the ladies.
What can they be talking about,
all this time?
I feel one of my headaches
coming on.
If you wish to retire,
I will make your excuses.
Oh.
Did it go well?
He's an extraordinary man,
your father.
He's the type of man
I would wish to be.
I knew you two would get along.
And what if we hadn't?
I should like you to tell me that
it wouldn't have mattered.
But of course it would have mattered.
It would have mattered greatly.
You would not have welcomed the
opportunity to contradict him.
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