Women in LoveDVD - 2013
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What have I done wrong?
-You do not accompany me... into the unknown You do not... set off with me... through life, into...wonder.
It's just words.
- Oh! Words.
Now tell me why you cannot be with me so I can understand.
- You don't satisfy me.
-Physically, you... The other things, they are... a journey which lovers must take. So they may feel the earth between their toes. But the journey must first be ignited and you don't.
I don't satisfy you?
-You've never satisfied me. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
You never tell the truth, ever, where it concerns your heart, and it will be the end of you!
-And you do. You always tell the truth. And you always have. And I've been so envious of that all my life. I daren't love him. Gerald is... He's a hundred men. He's a thousand men. How can I keep him?
You are confronted by a problem and you overcome it, don't you? You just have to grasp the nature and then you bring to pass the inevitable conclusion, at the colliery or in the war. You make order out of chaos by imposing your will, don't you? Well... not with me. I bow to no man. I said I'd strike the last blow. And I will.
- Why him? Hmmm? Why the vermin?
Don't be ridiculous.
- It's clear you want him, not me.
That's what this is about. I want nothing of him! Why do men reduce everything to a matter of sex?
-Because everything IS a matter of sex!
She is nothing to me.
- Not that... It is you I despise. And your lies! You're like a dog who must return to his own vomit.
You're a fool.
-Yes! I am a fool. And thank God for it. I'm too big a fool to swallow your cleverness. So go to your soul mate. Since I am common and fleshly, aren't I?
I lust after physical things. I showed you my love and you were repulsed!
I wanted to do it, sex. Because sex is important to me and I am not ashamed to say so.
Where sex is... earth and sea and water and air. It's commonplace. As long as we admit it.
I feel strongly for you.
-And that's not the same thing, is it? Not really. Not proper love.
Gerald is like the richest food in the world. He's... He's delicious at first, but he's deadening finally. It's lack of subtlety.
It's best that we're honest about these things. Life's too short for compromise.
But...it's not love that I offer you. Well, not in the usual sense. Nor do I want it returned in that form either. Do you understand?
-That you don't love me? Except in some strange, obscure way which requires a lot of hand wringing.
-Do you find me good-looking, even? Or attractive?
It's not a question of looks! I want a woman that I don't see. I want... a union where nothing that is already known applies! You think I'm raving, don't you? Bash on the bonce and then the ramblings start. I'm done with this world, Ursula. It's let me down. Now I want to explore... another way of living...
-And what do you hope to find at the end of this great... expedition of yours?
Peace. A lasting peace.
I mean... when you are in love, and there is a physical relationship, I know that sex must burn at the very core of it. I just wonder whether... in the way that some can seem to have sex totally outside of love and enjoy it... can others, perhaps, find love outside of sex? Where does sex fit... in relation to love, do you think?
-Sex is power. It's where we have power, and... beyond that I don't go.
-You see? You're a man, you want to do a thing, you do it.
-The men I've slept with in town, the Bohemian crowd, they're Bohemian because they can afford to be. They're rich and they're lazy and they're spoilt and... sex is all they're good for. Love's never really an issue. So I... don't trouble myself with thoughts of it.
I mean, what the bloody hell's left?
- Love! The more I think about it, it's... so blindingly obvious. Love is... the antithesis of death - of negation. It's the purest positive form. And it is meant to be the centre and core of our lives. Meaningful union. With a member of the opposite sex. As nature intended. That has to be the be-all and end-all of our existence and anything else... Meaningless... sating of a body - a corrupt body - which rots.
Miss Brangwen, she is no use to me if she shies and whinnies every time she hears a train. In addition, you must understand that deep down, she wants to be ridden. That's how horses are. They have two wills. With the one, they want to be wild and free. But with the other, they want to put themselves in the human power completely. And that is a fact of life.
I mean, originally, it was German knights. They made a cut in their arms and then they rubbed each other's blood into the cut.
-Doesn't sound awfully hygienic.
I think the idea was... when a man found another man that he admired and that feeling was reciprocated, it was a, kind of, way of showing a sort of... loyalty or commitment or... almost a love.
-You'd need to love someone to carve yourself open.
All the same... I think where we are now in history... perhaps Nietzsche is right. The world does spin of its own accord. Not divinely, but just... because it does. As we do here, drifting on the water... randomly... straying through an infinite nothing.
-Rupert... I haven't got a solitary clue what you're on about.
It's not safe. The bull gored one of the farmer's cows to death the other day.
-What do I care of that?
What do you care?
-Of his cattle? Nothing. I imagine.
Have you any idea how much money they are worth?
- Money. You've been waiting for this moment, haven't you?
Was this your plan all along? Once the ship was breached, to desert it like a bloated rat?
- How can you say that?
How can I? It's not I, who seconds after emptying myself of my precious seed, runs for the station!
I know that for a certainty. This is my summit... and all that remains from here on in is an approximation of life with Beatrice.
- Don't say her name.
Ah, sorry. I just want you to know why I have to leave. Because now that we have had... You will tire of me. I am your experiment... and I know it. It's fine. But you will move on and I cannot allow that... decay... not between us. I am complete, like this.
You cannot speak to me like that any more. We are just friends now.
-Rupert... no matter what you tell yourself, you know the truth as well as I. We will never just be friends because you need me too much. I am your spiritual bride and that... is why I find it so objectionable... to discover that I am overlooked for the attentions of a dull, boorish oaf.
You're beautiful. You're... I had a girl like you. And her skin were like yours. Only now it isn't. But that's all right, cos... it got like that with me. Do you see? A young lad needs to look on you. A young lad needs to look on you. Not some old bugger like me. A young lad... who knows nowt else but you.
You do not want to be with me any more.
- You what?
- Hang on.
You think you have not enough of me and maybe you don't, except... maybe, too, you don't make it good between us any more. You're not interested.
-What in God's name are you talking about, Anna?
Would you like to have another woman?
-I can't believe... Why would you say such a thing?
I think you would.
- Now, you listen to me, Anna. I don't know where...
You must do what you have to. I want you to. But you're mine, Will Brangwen. You're my man, and I'll never let you go. And if I have ever wronged you, it was fear. You must understand that.
-I understand you've gone mad!
No, now I have my sanity. And you must do whatever it takes, but then you must come back to me. Cos we cannot just whiten into ash. We have to find a way.
-That's enough! Just... stop with all your... your "make it good again".
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