Glenda Jackson aufgeführt in der Rolle von...
Gudrun Brangwen
- Gerald Crich: And who is "Gudrun"?
- Gudrun Brangwen: In a Norse myth, Gudrun was a sinner who murdered her husband.
- Gerald Crich: And will you live up to that?
- Gudrun Brangwen: Which would you prefer me to live up to, Mr Crich? The sinner or the murderer?
- Gudrun Brangwen: How are your thighs?
- Palmer: My thighs?
- Gudrun Brangwen: How are they? Are they strong? Because I want to drown in flesh. Hot, physical, naked, flesh.
- Loerke: What do you do?
- Gudrun Brangwen: I'm a sculptress.
- Loerke: And what do you sculpt?
- Gudrun Brangwen: Animals, birds.
- Loerke: Knick-knacks for the rich? Lavarato. Che lavoro. Che lavoro. Huh? You're not an artist. You've never worked as the world works.
- Gudrun Brangwen: Yes, l have and l do.
- Loerke: Have you known what it was to lie in bed for three days because you had nothing to eat... in a room with three other families and a toilet in the middle... a big pan with a plank on it... and your father making love - love - to a street whore in the corner?
- Gudrun Brangwen: You don't think one needs the experience of having been married?
- Ursula Brangwen: Gudrun, do you really think it need be an experience?
- Gudrun Brangwen: It's bound to be possibly undesirable, but still an experience of some sort.
- Ursula Brangwen: Not really. More likely to be the end of experience.
- Gudrun Brangwen: Yes, of course, there is that to consider.
- Gudrun Brangwen: Don't you find yourself getting bored with everything? Everything fails to materialise. Nothing materialises. Everything withers in the bud. Everything.
- Ursula Brangwen: Frightening. Do you hope to get anywhere by just marrying?
- Gudrun Brangwen: Well, it seems the inevitable next step. But you see... it's just impossible. The man makes it impossible.
- Gudrun Brangwen: The whole point of a lover... is to reach a complete understanding of sensual knowledge.
- Ursula Brangwen: [Driving up to a posh estate] Oh, so this is Hermione's country cottage.
- Gudrun Brangwen: Well, there's one reason that Rupert's attracted to her.
- Ursula Brangwen: Oh, do you think so? I don't think that.
- Gudrun Brangwen: Lovers have sold their souls for far less, my dear.
- Gerald Crich: Why are you behaving in this - impossible, ridiculous fashion?
- Gudrun Brangwen: You - make me behave like this.
- Gerald Crich: Me? How?
- Gudrun Brangwen: Don't be angry with me.
- Gerald Crich: No, I'm not angry with you. I'm in love with you.
- Gudrun Brangwen: Yes. Well, that's one way of putting it.
- Gudrun Brangwen: What do I care?
- Gerald Crich: I care! You see, they're my cattle.
- Gudrun Brangwen: How are they yours? You haven't swallowed them. Give me one of them - now!
- Gudrun Brangwen: What did Rupert say? Do you know?
- Ursula Brangwen: He said it would be most awfully jolly. Well, don't you think it would be?
- Gudrun Brangwen: I think it might be awfully jolly, as you say.
- Gudrun Brangwen: Oh, you believe art should serve industry?
- Loerke: Art. Art should interpret industry... As art once interpreted religion.