Orlando Page #2

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It would never have worked.

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.

I think you suffer from

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?

He was taking me across deck.

- But I saw you.

May gods destroy me, if I family

Menchikov would lie

in arm of sailor.

Sasha.

I cannot think of

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

to describe the female sex.

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,

that the Greene family came

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..

We've little more than leave our

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