Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde Page #4

we shouldn't have had it.

London would still be lighted by linkboys.

And wait. One day,

London will glow with incandescence...

and will be so beautiful

that even you will be moved by it.

I find London quite satisfactory as it is...

and I'm not interested

in your shortcuts and your byways.

But it's in the byways

that the secrets and wonders lie:

In science and in life.

Look at the....

Fine, you big brute, hit me!

I'll put the police on you!

Are you badly hurt?

Where does this girl live?

First door on the left

at the top of the stairs.

Bring her up here.

Make way for the governor.

Have you got her, governor?

-Right up here?

-Yes. Look out for her head.

Shut up, you lot!

What was this all about?

-One of lvy Pearson's callers--

-I can tell you--

Now shut up! One of lvy....

That swine. Hit me, will he?

He'll wish he hadn't!

I ain't afraid of him, I ain't.

Blast his dirty mug!

He's killed me, that's what he's done.

He's broken me jaw and me knee, too.

I'll get him for this!

Look where he kicked me.

It's only a bruise.

It will be quite well in a few days.

Either way, you mustn't wear

so tight a garter. It's bad for you.

It impedes the circulation.

It's awful kind of you to look after me.

Anybody can see now

that you're a real gent, you are.

Now you're the kind

a woman would do something for.

-What is it?

-He's hit me here, too, the blighter.

He's broken me rib. That's what he's done.

I'm going to faint.

You're not seriously hurt.

A bit of rest

would do you no harm, though.

You think I ought to go to bed?

I know of no better place for a rest.

All right. You turn your eyes away now.

How is the pain now?

I say!

Lanyon.

Coming.

I'm a doctor, you know,

and I'll call that kiss my fee.

Well?

Come back soon, won't you?

-Sorry. I'm afraid I can't.

-Yes, you can.

Soon.

-Good night.

-Come back.

Come back soon, won't you?

Yes, you can.

Soon, come back....

-I thought your conduct quite disgusting.

-Conduct? Why, a pretty girl kissed me.

Should I have called the constable?

-Even suppose I'd liked it.

-What?

Yes. That's not a matter of conduct,

but of elementary instinct.

You ought to control those instincts.

Are you pretending

that you either can or do?

We may control our actions,

but not our impulses.

Perhaps you've forgotten

you're engaged to Muriel.

Forgotten it?

Can a man dying of thirst forget water?

Did you know what would happen

to that thirst if it were denied water?

If I understand you correctly,

you sound almost indecent.

What names you give things.

Why aren't you frank enough to admit

that other indecent self in you?

No. You prefer to hide it,

pretend it isn't there.

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