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| HANNIBAL: Florence was speaking to you. |
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| I'm sorry, Florence. I was watching the fireflies. What did you say? |
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| FLORENCE: I said, can you see if they've left yet? |
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| I wish I'd been born a cat so I could see in the dark. |
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| JEFF: My curiosity is good for ten minutes more. |
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| I wonder what she is like. Miss Willie says they are one of the wealthiest families in America. |
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| HANNIBAL: Or rave about an artist I never heard of. |
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| Oh--cynic! Has money spoiled me? |
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| HANNIBAL: Do you have money, Fairy? |
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| HANNIBAL: How about a gypsy czardas? |
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| Please don't play gypsy music, Hannibal. It frightens me. |
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| Terrifies me. I was stolen by gypsies when I was a child and rescued just as they were about to dye my skin with walnut juice. ... Well, I was. |
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| FLORENCE: Go ahead, Hannibal. |
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| I hope she likes music. Maybe she plays some kind of instrument herself. The harp! Oh--I hope she plays a harp. All my life--- I'm sorry, Hannibal. Go ahead. I was raised on a harp. My father--like an angel! |
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| FLORENCE: Fairy--get the book for Jeff so we can listen to Hannibal. |
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| JEFF: Never mind, Fairy, I can get it. |
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| No, Jeffrey, climbing on chairs is women's work. Men have mountains. Which book did you want? |
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| FLORENCE: I couldn't get into "Hidden Tibet." |
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| It's amazing what standing above people does. Do you know, I feel smarter than anybody in the whole world. |
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| JEFF: It's the yellow one. |
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| Books are in my blood. My mother invented the filing system at the New York Library. She was "Queen of Cross-Index." |
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| HANNIBAL: I'll get Jeff's book, Fairy. |
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| No, no, no, no. Musicians shouldn't work. |
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| FLORENCE: Don't get dust in your eyes. |
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| Wouldn't you like "Animal Husbandry"? I can reach that. |
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| HANNIBAL: Turn the lights back on! |
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| JEFF: It's unfair to make the rest of us suffer to get you to heaven, Mrs. Paddy. |
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| Other people LIKE electricity. |
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| WILLIE: And leave the lights alone. |
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| I must say you startled us, Miss Willie. We thought you were in the front office. |
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| WILLIE: For the love of Pete, Fairy, what are you doing? |
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| I was just trying to get a book for Jeffrey. |
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| WILLIE: With a violin bow? |
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| I couldn't quite reach it. |
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| No--no--no. I'll get it for you. Everyone watch his own head. Timber! There you are Jeffrey. You may take the bow Miss Willie. You may take my hand, Hannibal. |
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| WILLIE: Why, the whole shelf might have fallen on you. |
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| Oh, who ever heard of anyone being hurt by good books? |
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| Mrs. Paddy: ...Policemen and electricity. |
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| Miss Willie, how much longer do we have to wait? |
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| FLORENCE: They're taking an awfully long time in the front office. |
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| Is she young or old Miss Willie? |
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| WILLIE: And she gets the Blue Room. |
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| I hope she isn't beautiful. Competition exhausts me. |
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| WILLIE: I'll try. Forgive me. |
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| Ting-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling. |
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| WILLIE: Let's make a good first impression, darlings. |
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| We haven't had anyone exciting here since that magician's wife. Remember--she was all nerves from being sawed in half so much. What was her name? |
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| HANNIBAL: Something hyphenated. |
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| I forget. But she had color. My relations are all so drab. Both my parents were albinos. |
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| FLORENCE: You shouldn't invent such things! |
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| Well, they were! Emotional albinos. |
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| FLORENCE: It's so degrading to get on your knees. |
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| You get on your knees to pray don't you? I'll say a prayer. Dear God--let me see something. |
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| Yes--I do. God was quick. |
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| HANNIBAL: What do you see? |
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| Someone coming out of Dr. Emmett's office. |
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| One--two--three strange people. They're coming in here! Let's hide in the hall and eavesdrop. |
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| HANNIBAL: Is that ethical, Jeff? |
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| You know we'll be sent out anyhow. |
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| JEFF: We could call it espionage. |
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| Come, Mrs. Paddy--we're going to spy. |
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| FLORENCE: Kneeling simply ruins my nylons. |
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| I mustn't get excited or I'll get the hiccups and betray us. |
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| FLORENCE: Miss Willie says the bars are only there to keep the world outside. |
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| Corny--isn't it? Oh. It's alive! |
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| SAVAGE: The poor thing's quite harmless. |
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| SAVAGE: It couldn't be any less trouble. |
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| In that case, any friend of yours is a friend of mine. |
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| FLORENCE: May I introduce Fairy May? |
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| SAVAGE: But--we've just met. |
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| You don't have to mean it. I feel wonderful when people say they love me. |
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| SAVAGE: Well, I'm sure everyone loves you. |
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| You see--I told you she wouldn't be spoiled Welcome to The Cloisters. Climate best by government test. |
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| HANNIBAL: She'll only recite the things she hates. |
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| FLORENCE: Her husband told her to shut up. |
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| HANNIBAL: She gave up conversation for life. |
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| But she is only giving up electricity for Lent. |
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| SAVAGE: Would you like to hold it? |
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| HANNIBAL: We are a small group in this wing and we hope you find us comfortable to be with. |
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| But Mrs. Savage hasn't met everyone. She hasn't met the Holy Terror. |
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| HANNIBAL: Of course. How stupid of me. |
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| You won't hurt her will you? |
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| Oh yes, he was born here. |
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| FLORENCE: Mrs. Savage, this is my son. |
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| You like children, don't you? |
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| JEFF: That was exceedingly kind of you, Mrs. Savage--not to notice anything wrong. |
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| There wasn't time to explain. But you were like lightning. |
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| JEFF: But we don't go--because there's no better place to go. |
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| You're a very lucky woman to be accepted, Mrs. Savage, if I do say so myself. And I do. |
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| HANNIBAL: Oh, do be quiet. |
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| Oh--there's no more of so much. |
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| HANNIBAL: His scar goes deeper than we can see. |
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| Surely you've guessed by now that Hannibal and I are the only guests here free to leave. We couldn't tell you that in front of the others--we pretend, to save their pride. |
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| (PADDY snorts and goes out of the room) |
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| I'm SORRY Mrs. Paddy. I'd forgotten you were still here. I didn't mean YOU, anyhow. |
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| (PADDY continues out of room) |
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| Oh, I could tear my tongue out! Will you excuse me? If I don't apologize, she'll sulk. |
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| HANNIBAL: Seascapes. Which is rather odd because she's never seen the ocean. |
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| I forgot to warn you, Mrs. Savage. Stay awake. If you go to your room--DON'T sleep! |
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