Lady Chatterley Page #2
I'm clearly at everyone's mercy.
I think this chair needs pushing.
Would you be so kind
as to push me home, Parkin?
I hope I didn't offend you at all.
No, no offence, sir.
Would you like me
to push the chair?
Please do.
Is that really necessary?
You should have let us push before.
Parkin, it only remains for me
to thank you.
I need another engine for this chair.
Go and have a beer
in the kitchen, won't you?
No, thank you, sir.
I'll be getting back.
I'll lunch in my room
If you don't mind.
As you wish, my dear.
Cards.
- 3.
- 2.
- You're here...
- Yes.
You're on time.
Yes, it was very easy.
Do you hear those noises?
It's the trees.
It sounds like they call each other,
each in their own language.
And what are they?
Pine trees.
At night, I do.
Then people can't tell
if I'm in or not.
What people?
I don't know. Anybody.
Do you want something to eat?
No, thank you.
But you eat if you're hungry.
I'm all right.
I'll just make some tea.
Do you want one?
Yes, please.
Will you love me?
Yes... I'll love you.
You must love me.
You should take that off.
Take yours off then.
Turn round.
Turn round
Before you put the candle out.
You're already awake?
Yer better go.
Is it sunny?
It will be.
How curious. It's tiny now.
Like a bud.
When did you say
Hilda was coming for you?
On Thursday.
Oh, yes, that's right, Thursday.
When will you be back?
A month later.
If you ever do come back.
- Why wouldn't I come back?
- Who knows?
The hand of God...
An earthquake...
Or a heart quake.
Talking of which,
is your sister looking
for a new husband too?
I mean, as well as yours.
Not that I know of.
The plan only concerns you?
Would you like to know
my conditions?
- Your conditions?
- As the legal father.
Or had that detail slipped your mind?
Go ahead.
The child will be English
on both sides.
On the father's side,
I shall bear it in mind.
Right...
- I thought you'd got lost.
- Lost? No.
But I was getting ready to leave.
When do you go?
Tomorrow.
- Tomorrow?
- Yes.
My sister's picking me up.
- Where are you going?
- To London, then Paris.
And near the Italian border,
near Menton.
Not where the war was?
No. Much further south.
By the seaside.
It's only for a month.
Won't you be glad to see me again?
You know...
it'll do me good to go away.
I haven't been away in so long.
Ay, it'll do you good.
What are you doing?
I want to run in the rain.
Don't you think you're wet enough?
No, not at all.
I have to take all this off.
Wait.
It's pretty.
You need a flower too.
Wait there.
It's too long.
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