Riptide Page #2
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1934
- 92 min
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Marry me.
Will you marry me ?
Oh, darling.
How sweet of you to say that.
That's perfect, but...
I wouldn't do such because I loves you too much.
Kipling.
Oh, why not ? Why not ?
No, we're entirely different people.
You're completely you and I'm...
well, I don't know what I am.
I don't see we're so different.
Don't you ?
You would when you came out of the ether.
It's been a beautiful spree.
And I mustn't let you
be swept of your feet, you see ?
I just want you to think of me once in a while.
Come on.
Oh, thank you, Ransome.
I'd almost forgotten these. For you.
It looks expensive.
Oh, you haven't !
Pearls.
But why ?
Round your neck. Why not ?
I thought pearls...
Oh, darling, pearls have nothing
to do with the way I feel about you.
No, you haven't money enough
to buy what you have already given me.
A very bright little corner of the city in all my life.
Oh, my sweet.
I suppose it was rather odd of me.
Not at all.
Now get on that boat
that's taking you thousands of miles away.
This time even you are going too far.
Be happy, Mary. All your life.
And all yours, Philip.
Let's not have one regret ever, never one.
No.
Would you like the message
delivered personally, madam ?
Darling !
Your boat.
There are lots of boats.
Only one Mary.
Your baggage ?
Gone.
Gone ? I can't believe it.
Do you know some place where
they can accept a nice
respectable lad without luggage ?
This is a very hospitable city we have here, sir.
Darling, I suddenly couldn't leave you. I simply couldn't.
Mary, this is it.
What ?
Us.
You mean...
Me Lady Rexford ?
Yes, dear.
Oh, darling.
After all those things I told you about me ?
Think now. Think hard.
I have thought. It's all forgotten.
Or isn't it ?
Oh, yes, if you say so. Buried and forgotten.
Only you in the world.
Are you sure you can forgive it all ?
Forgiven.
Forgiven ?
All right, from now on a ring in the nose
and a beating every Saturday night, please.
Yes.
I remember distinctly what I said.
How I hate you in this mood.
You always crabby after lunch.
Why do you go if you don't have to ?
Because Philip happens to be going to America today.
And he knows I'm in town.
Isn't he very dull ?
They say the little American girl
he's married is full of ginger.
I invariably laugh with Americans.
But she can't be very amusing,
or she'd never have married Philip.
You'll laugh. You always do.
Oh, his father was such a gay old buck.
The naughty old devil.
Now, please don't start
a long old story of reminiscence.
We're nearly there.
How I hate London. I hate it !
Why did I ever come back ?
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