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: Are you saying you don't love me? John Christow
: You are a very, very alluring woman, Veronica, but I don't "love you," no. Veronica Cray
: I came all this way to find you; waiting in this ghastly hovel for the weekend you'd appear. You see, I knew if we could be just once more together... just one more... John Christow
: You? You planned it? Veronica Cray
: Oh, you belong to me, John. You're mine. John Christow
: When I was a young man, I WANTED you to share my life and you wouldn't do it! Veronica Cray
: Because MY career was so much more important than yours. I mean, anyone can be a "doctor"! John Christow
: You're a nasty piece of work...
[begins to walk away
] Veronica Cray
: You leave me again and I really will make you sorry! John Christow
: So be it.
] John Christow
] Veronica Cray
: I hate you more than I thought I could hate anyone!
[throws whisky glass after him
: Would you give it all up, if I asked you to, and come and live with me? Henrietta Savernake
: No. John Christow
: No? Henrietta Savernake
: That's not really what you want. John Christow
: Couldn't you lie to me just once? Henrietta Savernake
: Why? John Christow
: Because I love you, Henrietta, but you're so... you're so detached. Your art, your cars, your friends... I want you to think only of me. Henrietta Savernake
: Isn't that what Gerda does? John Christow
: Don't tell me you care a damn about Gerda! Henrietta Savernake
: Why not? I like Gerda.
: [last words before dying