In the 1920s, decades after the troubled and unhappy marriage between Soames Forsyte and the beautiful pianist Irene Heron came to an end, S...更多>
Fleur Forsyte: One last kiss. Remember, whatever happens we'll pick up just as we are. Jon Forsyte: What do you mean? Fleur Forsyte: I'll be faithful to you. I will, I promise. Forever and ever. June Forsyte: [talking with her father Jolyon] Why do I always lose everyone I love? You can't die! All that talk of love, about my love for you. No-one loves you more than I do! You're my rock, the one I am cling to. I won't let this happen! Michael Mont: There is something I have been waiting to tell you. I love you, Fleur Forsyte! I love you! I do! Fleur Forsyte: Oh, no, you don't! Michael Mont: Oh, yes, I do! Jon Forsyte: Can't you see? I'm dying for you! But we mustn't rush this. It's the most important thing. It's everything! Fleur Forsyte: Don't break my heart, Jon. I can't stand if you did. Jon Forsyte: How could I ever do that? Michael Mont: You are the better half of myself, the missing half. Fleur Forsyte: How can you say that? You don't even know me. Irene Forsyte nee Heron: Do you love her, my darling? I mean, really love her. Jon Forsyte: I wouldn't be holding onto it if I didn't. Irene Forsyte nee Heron: You've only known her a few months. You're 19 years old, she is very beautiful and you want her. I mean, who wouldn't? But is that love? Does she feel the way you do? Jon Forsyte: Of course she does. Soames Forsyte: [to Irene] What I meant to say is that all that might have been saved if only you have done your duty, be a wife to me! That's all I wanted! All I ever wanted!... You're so cold! Made of stone! Always made of stone! Michael Mont: Sometimes I think that you like me. Otherwise why do you want me here? Why do you keep me hanging on? But sometimes I think that you really don't care at all. Is there someone else? Fleur Forsyte: No. Michael Mont: Then I'll gonna ask you again. And as a fiancé I will not be coming back. Fleur Forsyte: But we are friends. Michael Mont: I believe I can make you happy as more than that. Will you marry me, Fleur? Fleur Forsyte: Would you do anything for me? Even if everybody told you not do. would you stand by me anyway? Michael Mont: If you were my wife I would. Fleur Forsyte: Then I'll do it. I'll marry you. Jon Forsyte: She can't love him! Prosper Profound: She is marrying him. Jon Forsyte: When? Prosper Profound: Soon. Jon Forsyte:
But she must doing it to hurt me!
Prosper Profound: Why don't you find out? Jon Forsyte: Do you love him? Really love him? Fleur Forsyte: What do you think? Jon Forsyte: It's possible... Fleur Forsyte: So you believe I can do that? Love you one day body and soul and forget about you the next? Jon Forsyte: So, if you don't love him, why are you marrying him? Fleur Forsyte: To get away from home of course! I can't stand my father. Michael's nice, he'll look after me. Jon Forsyte: Nice isn't enough! A marriage for convenience is terrible! Fleur Forsyte: What are my alternatives? Jon Forsyte: You know I still love you! Fleur Forsyte: How can I know that? Jon Forsyte: Oh, I think about you every moment of every day! Fleur Forsyte: Is that why you're here? Soames Forsyte: My whole life, I have dedicated to you - to making you happy! Fleur Forsyte: But you got it wrong, didn't you? You thought I cared about dresses and frippery. I'd have married Jon in my underclothes, and because of you - YOU! - he stopped loving me. The one thing I really wanted! Fleur Forsyte: I don't want to hear about her! Soames Forsyte: I'll tell you anyway, shall I? The great sin your father committed? Then you can write me off altogether. Fleur Forsyte: I said, I don't want to hear! Soames Forsyte: I married her because I loved her! Very simple. It's why Michael's marrying you. She abused my trust; she denied me my rights as a husband. She ignored me. She flaunted her lover in my face. She locked me out of her life, her body... Fleur Forsyte: Please! Soames Forsyte: One night, her door was open, and she was lying there, looking very beautiful. She is very beautiful, don't you think? I whispered her name, but she was asleep. Fleur Forsyte: Stop! Soames Forsyte: I must have been mad. I think I was; Mad for her. So I took her, forcibly... as punishment! And now when I see her, whenever she looks at me, I know she's thinking only of that. [breaks down in tears] Soames Forsyte: I can't abide foreigners! Annette Forsyte née Lamotte: Then why did you marry one? Annette Forsyte née Lamotte: Michael's staying for lunch. Soames Forsyte: Does she like him? Annette Forsyte née Lamotte: Fleur? Soames Forsyte: Of course, Fleur! Annette Forsyte née Lamotte: I haven't asked her. Soames Forsyte: Usually she'd have told me. Until this summer... This boy! I've done nothing wrong! Annette Forsyte née Lamotte: