(I love a good movie about obsession and obsessive love. Deep passionate, crazy. And why does Ralph Fiennes always seem to be in them?)
Him: - Why were you holding his collar? Her: - What? Him: ''What''? That boy. That little boy. Him: You were holding his collar. You were gripping his collar. What for? Him: Hmm? ls he next? Him: Are you going to drag him into your little room? Where is it? ls this it? Her: - Don't do this. Him: - l've watched you. Him: l've watched you at garden parties, on verandss, at the races. Him: - How can you... stand there? Her: - Please.
Him: How can you ever smile as if your life hadn't capsized?
Her: You know why?
Him: Dance with me. Her: No. Him: Dance with me. Him: l want to touch you. Him: l want the things which are mine which belong to me.
Her: Do you think you're the only one who feels anything? Her: ls that what you think? Her: Why don't you go?