(After making out a while, he begins to touch her below the waist.)
Deanie: No, Bud...
Bud: (He pushes her down to her knees in front of him.) At my feet, slave.
Deanie: Bud, don't.
Bud: Tell me you love me.
Deanie: Bud, you're hurting me.
Bud: Tell me you can't live without me. Say it.
Deanie: I do.
Bud: You do what?
Deanie: I do love you.
Bud: And you can't live without me...And you'd do anything I'd ever ask you, anything.
Deanie: (fearfully) I-I'd do anything for you.
Bud: Deanie, I didn't mean to hurt you. (She lies on the floor, curled up protectively.) Deanie, Deanie! Deanie, I was just kidding. Look, I'm the one who should go down on his knees to you, Deanie. Deanie, I was just kidding. I thought you knew that.
Deanie: (sincerely) I can't kid about these things. Because I am nuts about you, and I would go down on my knees to worship you if you really wanted me to. Bud, I can't get along without you. And I would do anything you'd ask me to. I would! I would! Anything!
(mais uma vez perante esta sublime cena o único comentário que me permito fazer é de incompreensão para com aqueles que do filme apenas lembram a citação do Wordsworth)
Deanie: No, Bud...
Bud: (He pushes her down to her knees in front of him.) At my feet, slave.
Deanie: Bud, don't.
Bud: Tell me you love me.
Deanie: Bud, you're hurting me.
Bud: Tell me you can't live without me. Say it.
Deanie: I do.
Bud: You do what?
Deanie: I do love you.
Bud: And you can't live without me...And you'd do anything I'd ever ask you, anything.
Deanie: (fearfully) I-I'd do anything for you.
Bud: Deanie, I didn't mean to hurt you. (She lies on the floor, curled up protectively.) Deanie, Deanie! Deanie, I was just kidding. Look, I'm the one who should go down on his knees to you, Deanie. Deanie, I was just kidding. I thought you knew that.
Deanie: (sincerely) I can't kid about these things. Because I am nuts about you, and I would go down on my knees to worship you if you really wanted me to. Bud, I can't get along without you. And I would do anything you'd ask me to. I would! I would! Anything!
(mais uma vez perante esta sublime cena o único comentário que me permito fazer é de incompreensão para com aqueles que do filme apenas lembram a citação do Wordsworth)
2 comentários:
Splendour in the Grass foi o meu filme preferido durante uns tempos. Nada dura para sempre... Aliás, tudo dura muito pouco. ;)
...as mentiras e o medo por vezes duram uma eternidade....
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