Lady Chatterley Page #3

There.

That's good.

You need a crown too.

It would be so good

if we were alone in this forest.

Come here.

Wouldn't yer like

to go to Canada with me?

The world's the same everywhere.

It'll be the same in Canada.

But nobody will know who we are.

Not at first.

But they will.

Then, it'll be just the same.

Wouldn't you like me

to buy a little farm?

You could look after it.

I have enough of my own money.

Then, you'd be your own boss.

How much have yer got?

I don't know exactly.

Every year?

It's my mother's inheritance.

Well, I never...! I thought I was

comfortably off with 100 saved up.

Wouldn't you like to have a farm?

My sister could help me find one.

She's very practically minded.

I don't think

I'd want a woman to set me up.

I'm not just any woman.

And anyway...

it wouldn't be

just setting you up.

You could start the farm,

then I could come and live with you.

If we decide to get divorced

and live together.

Yer'd never want

to live with me on a farm.

Yer'd never want

to be Mrs Oliver Parkin.

I would! Why wouldn't I?

And you'd be independent,

you wouldn't owe anyone anything.

I think what you prefer

is being alone as much as possible.

You like seeing me from time to time,

but I don't think

you want me here all the time.

That's why I think

you should have a farm

where I could come

from time to time,

without worrying about marriage.

Yer right.

Once you marry a woman,

it's a mess.

She starts bossing you about.

Well, usually,

the man does the bossing.

Forget it.

God, how I love you!

The next day, Constance

was delighted to be leaving.

I'll be right back.

Goodbye, Clifford.

Bon voyage, Connie.

Go on, drive off.

Stop!

What?

Stop, I beg you!

Stop!

You're here...

Don't cry.

It'll be all right.

It'll be just fine.

Yer fly away now.

What is going on?

Well, what a good start!

The two women

met their father in London.

where they spent a few days

before going to Southampton.

The three of them formed a clan,

protecting each other.

And Constance realised

to her surprise

the power of these family ties

although she had so often denied it.

On the ferry, she confided in Hilda

who disapproved of the misalliance,

but couldn't help being in sympathy

with the passion itself.

In Paris, the trio became a quartet.

Duncan Forbes, a Scottish painter,

the sister's childhood friend,

joined them.

They set off together

across France

from north to south,

stopping wherever

the fancy took them.

Finally, they came

to their destination,

2 weeks after they left,

they reached the Villa Natividad

on the Riviera.

Constance was only happy

with Hilda and Duncan.

For the first few days,

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