Sunday, June 19, 2011

the tree of life: prerrafaelismo


jessica chastain


d.g. rossetti : the sea-spell

Sunday, June 05, 2011

hope and glory, excursión




shakespeare in love : aubade

INT. DE LESSEPSES' HOUSE. VIOLA'S BEDROOM. DAWN.

A rooster crows at some distance. VIOLA and WILL are in
bed. She stirs drowsily. VIOLA, coming awake, speaks his
name and he kisses her.

VIOLA
Will

Then he starts to get out of bed.

VIOLA (CONT'D)
You would not leave me?

WILL
I must. Look-- how pale the window.

VIOLA
(pulling him down)
Moonlight!

WILL
No, the morning rooster woke me.

VIOLA
It was the owl--come to bed

She is winning. She kisses him and pulls the bedclothes
around them.

WILL
(giving in)
Oh, let Henslowe wait.

VIOLA
(pausing, pushing him away)
Mr. Henslowe?

WILL
(persisting)
Let him be damned for his pages!

VIOLA
Oh--no, no!

WILL
(kissing her)
There is time. It is still dark.

VIOLA
It is broad day!
(the rooster crows again)
The rooster tells us so!

WILL
It was the owl. Believe me, love, it
was the owl.

He kisses her and starts to make love to her again. VIOLA
gives him a shove which pushes him onto the floor. She
sits up and pulls on her gown.

VIOLA
You would leave us players without a
scene to read today?!

There's a knock at the door.