Angel Page #3
- No.
- I'm sorry?
- I won't change a single word
or comma of my book.
- Final boarding!
Final boarding!
(background chatter)
- Miss Deverell.
- Oh. Mr. Gilbright.
What're you doing here?
- I came to apologize
for what happened just now.
It was... clumsy of me.
- That's really no need.
They're plenty of other
publishers who are interested.
- The fact is, I've been
speaking to my colleague
and we're prepared to take a risk
and publish Lady Irania
just as it is.
- I don't see that is a risk.
- I just wanted to protect you
from the critics, that's all.
- I'm not frightened of critics.
- Splendid.
Well, what time is your train?
- In an hour.
- What about travelling back tomorrow?
We could have dinner.
My wife would be delighted
to meet you.
when you've spoken
to your mother.
- I don't need
my mother's permission.
I've never tasted wine before.
- Hmm. Does it come up
to your expectations?
- That's Theo's
favourite claret.
We have it shipped over specially
from France.
(laughing)
so shocked.
She wears
to show she'd never touch
a drop of alcohol
even if offered it by Christ in Heaven.
- I don't like to think
we've given you something
your mother would disapprove of.
- I want to live my own life.
- For someone
you describe the effects
of drunkenness remarkably well.
- I know I do.
- Theo's read me parts
of Lady Irania.
You must've done
a great deal of research.
- Oh, no. I made the whole thing
up in my own head.
- I see. Which is presumably
why some of it
seems the fruit of a somewhat
youthful imagination.
- Miss Deverell and I
have already discussed
all of that, Hermione.
- Some of Miss Deverell's
descriptions are...
well, to say the least, daring.
- I didn't realize you were
my publisher, Mrs. Gilbright.
I thought you were my publisher's wife.
- Right...
Splendid.
Shall we go through for coffee?
I'm sure Miss Deverell
would appreciate some music.
(classical music)
- Are those real pearls
your wife's wearing,
Mr. Gilbright?
- Well, yes, I... I think so.
- And has your wife
ever met the Queen?
(meowing)
Oh! Isn't he adorable?!
I love animals.
- You'll make her sick
if she drinks that.
She's already been fed.
In the kitchen.
- It's good for him.
- Don't stop playing, Hermione.
- Oh, isn't that sweet?
Look, the poor little thing,
he's lapped it all up.
- She!
- Let's have another piece.
What about Scarlatti?
- No. If Miss Deverell
will excuse me,
I need to feed the canaries.
- Oh, canaries? I love birds.
Can I go and see?
- I'm afraid not.
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