Orlando Page #2
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1992
- 94 min
- $57,305
- 3,949 Views
A man must follow his heart.
There.
Where you live?
I do.
By yourself?
Well, yes.
At the moment.
No brother?
No sister?
You Sasha?
If I had brother I
wouldn't be here.
My father only has me.
Nothing thicker than
a knifes blade...
...separates melancholy
from happiness.
Why are you sad?
Because.
Because I can't bear
this happiness to end.
But we are together.
Yes, now.
But what about tomorrow?
And the day after?
Orlando.
a strange melancholy.
Which is, you suffer in advance.
Look at me. Look.
You are too serious, Orlando.
And yet not serious enough.
Shadows, you saw shadows.
- You were in his arms.
It was illusion in light.
- Then what were you doing?
- But I saw you.
May gods destroy me, if I family
Menchikov would lie
in arm of sailor.
Sasha.
a life without you.
Stay with me.
Don't ever go.
- But it's impossible.
But why?
Because when ice breaks we must go.
But we're linked.
Our destinies are linked.
You're mine.
Why?
Because I adore you.
Meet me at midnight
at London bridge.
We'll fly away as free as birds.
Lots of air, very fresh.
There.
It's decided.
your lessons, speak now his
now his a lot with peace within
Speak of me as I am.
Nothing extenuates nor
sits down aught in malice.
Then speak of one.
Who loved lord wisely but to well
But one whom not easily jealous
But being wrought,
perplexed in the extreme
Of one whose hand, like
the base Indian...
...threw a pearl away.
worth more than all his tribe.
I kissed thee ear. I killed thee.
No way but this.
By killing myself...
To die upon a kiss.
Terrific play.
She will. She will be here.
Help. Help.
The treachery of women.
Ehm, ehm.
Ehm.
Good morning.
It's now time to awake.
To such a fine morning.
From such a long refreshing sleep.
Six days you say?
- Tomorrow will be the seventh.
This pleasing
shining wondrous day.
The Lord Orlando...
...is sleeping.
I can find only three words
None of which are worth expressing.
When in disgrace with
fortune and men's eyes.
I all alone be weep
my outcast state.
and trouble heaven...
...with my bootless cries.
and look upon myself...
...and curse my fate.
Aah.
Poetry.
Get off.
Get off.
Off. Off.
Thank you.
I was thinking.
Sitting here, as we are.
It's odd. Considering how
common the name of Greene is,
over with the conquerer.
And is in fact,
from the highest
nobility in France.
Oh.
Oh, really?
Unfortunately the Greens came
down in the world and erm..
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