…Love is blind devotion, unquestioning self-humiliation, utter submission, trust and belief against yourself and against the whole world, giving up your whole heart and soul to the smite…
1) Estella? 2)Finn? Is that you? 1) Is that your little girl? 2) Yes. I had to bring her. I wanted to show her this place. 1) Have you been back often? 2) No. 1) Me either. 2) So…I hear all about you. You’re doing great. 1) I’m doing okay. 2) Things have been…different for me. For a long time, I kept… 1) What? 2) I think about you. A lot lately. 1) I’m glad. 2) Can you ever forgive me? 1) Don’t you know me at all?
1) Listen… 2) What? 1) Walter asked me to marry him. He wants to marry me. 2) Why are you telling me this? 1) Because…um, I just wanted to know if you had anything to say. 2) Congratulations. I wish you the very best. But I gotta go- 1) Finn… 2) (walking away) I gotta go… 1) Finn, wait!
1) Stay. 2) J’irai au France demain. 1) I don’t speak French. 2) Quel dommage.
1) That’s a big cat! That’s the biggest cat I’ve ever seen! What do you feed it? 2) Other cats.
1) What is it like not to feel anything? 2) (turns away) Let’s say there was a little girl. And from the moment…she could understand, she was taught… Let’s say she was taught to fear daylight. That it was her enemy, that it would hurt her. And then one bright, sunny day, you ask her to come out and play and she won’t. You can’t be mad at her, can you? 1) I knew that little girl and I saw the light in her eyes, and no matter what you say or do, that’s still what I see. 2) We are who were are, people don’t change.
1)This is my heart, and it’s broken. Can you feel it? 2)What have I done?
1.)do you know what this is? 2.)um…your boob?! 1.) No, this is my heart, and it is broken
do you know what this is? it’s my heart, and it’s broken…can you feel it?
Do you want me sitting down or standing Up?
Don’t you understand everything ive done ive done for you.
Don’t you understand? That everything I do, I do it for you. Everything that might be special in me, is you
Estella to Fin ~ I want you inside me.
Estella: I don’t like my hair like that anymore. Finn: Well you should. Estella: You like it? Finn: Yeah. Estella: What else do you like?
Everything I do, I do it for you. Anything that might be special in me, is you.
Everything I’ve ever done has been for you!
Give me your hand. You know what this is? It’s my heart…and it’s broken. Can you feel it?
god everyone is getting this quoote wrong…..it really goes like this, DONT YOU UNDERSTAND? EVERYTHING IVE EVER DID WAS FOR YOU, ANYTHING THAT MIGHT BE SPECIAL IN ME IS YOU.
god everyone is getting this quoote wrong…..it really goes like this, I DID IT!I DID IT!I SHOW THEM ALL!ALL MY PAINTINGS….YOU DON’T
HAVE TO BE EMBARRASSED BY ME ANYMORE.I’M RICH! ISN’T THAT WHAT YOU WANT? HAH….? ISN’T IT GREAT? ARE WE HAPPY NOW? DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND…THAT EVERYTHING I DO,I DO IT FOR YOU…ANYTHING….THAT MIGHT BE SPECIAL IN ME…..IS YOU.
God knows what’s in these weeds.
how is it like.. not feel??
i am what you have made me to be..
I did it! I did it! I am a wild success! You don’t have to embarrassed about me anymore. Everything I do is for you. Anything that might be special to me is you.
i did it! i did! i am a wild success! i showed them all…all my paintings, you dont have to be embarrased by me anymore, im rich! isn’t that what you wanted, huh? isn’t it great? are we happy now? dont you understand that EVERYTHING I DO I DO IT FOR YOU, ANYTHING THAT MIGHT BE SPECIAL IN ME IS YOU…
I did it..I sold them all..All of my paintings. I am a wild success. You don’t have to be embarassed of me anymore. I’m rich. Are we happy now?
I do love the way you dance.
I elected to grow up.
I guess we never existed exceot in my memories.
I know what happened – the love of your life left you. Hurts doesn’t it?
I put aside the fantasy and the wealthy, and the heavenly girl who did not want me. None of it would happen to me again. I’d seen through it. I elected to grow up.
I’m not going to tell the story the way it happened. I’m going to tell it the way I remember it.
Im not going to tell the story how it was,
Im going to tell it the way i remember it
lets say there was a little girl.
and from the time she could understand she was tought to fear, lets say she was tought you fear daylight. she was tought it was her enemy, that it would hurt her. and then one a sunny day you ask her to go outside and play. and she wont.
you cant be angry at her, can you?
Listen, you. I know your name and I know where you live. I can find you, and I’ll gut you like a fish. I’ll pull out your fucking insides and I’ll make you eat ’em. Do you hear me? I’ll make you fucking eat them. You be here tomorrow morning at dawn with bolt cutters and any kind of food or I’m gonna kill you for sure, you got me? I’ll fucking kill you if you tell anyone – anyone!
People don’t change.
She did know me. And I knew her. I always had…from the first instant. And all the rest – it was past. And there was only my memory of it.
She’ll only break your heart, it’s a fact. And even though I warn you, even though I guarantee you that the girl will only hurt you terribly, you’ll still pursue her. Ain’t love grand?
That hook is in deep, isn’t it, dear?
the night all of my dreams came true, and like all happy endings it was a tragedy, of my own device…for i had succeeded, i had cut myself loose from joe, from the past, from the gulf, from poverty, i had invented myself, i’d done it cruely but i had done it, i was free…
There either is or there is not a way that things are. The color of the day, the way it felt to be a child, the feel of salt water on you sunburnt legs. Sometimes the water is yellow, sometimes it is red, but the color of the water in memory depends on the day. I’m not going to tell this story the way that it happened, I’m going to tell it the way I remember it.
There is always a way things are or are not.
We are who we are. People don’t change.
What if there was a little girl..and from the time this girl could understand she was taught…let’s say she was taught to fear daylight, and then one sunny day you ask her to come outside and play, and she won’t. You can’t be angry at her can you?
What kind of a creature does this? Takes this? Takes such a gift, such a trust? Takes advantage of a 42-year-old woman. What kind of creature leaves this woman waiting like a fool? A MAN, a man does this. So men must pay, am I right? Estella will make men weep.
When she returns she’ll cut through men like a hot knife through butter, chickaboom
Why had she told me. She told me to wound me, or she told me out of habit, or she told me to drive me mad. I didn’t care… it was a clue or a plea or a tease, but I didn’t care. She told me so I would stop her.
Why, she’s gone! Estella’s left for school abroad – Switzerland for two years, then Paris – she’s gone! Didn’t she say goodbye? Oh! (laughs) I’m sure she meant to.
You remember it, you remember how it felt.
And then I went home to draw it
You remember it. You remember how it felt. And I went home to draw it.
Young Estella: Want some? Young Finn: No. Young Estella: It’s not poison. French Kissing together =)
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