Mason: Mary, I need a nurse. Mary: Why? Mason: I am a very sick man. Mary, I need a medical examination. Mary: You are very hungover, Mason. Mason: You wouldn't discriminate against me just because you didn't like my disease. Would you? (begins unbuttoning) Mary: What are you doing? Mason: Oh, you cannot examine me with my clothes on. Mary: One more button and I call in the police. Mason: Medical people are supposed to help you, not threaten you, even if they don't like you. Don't you take some kind of oath? Mary: Just not that I can do for you, Mason. Mason: Do you still have a pearl, Mary? The one I had made into a necklace for you? Mary: Yes. Mason: That was supposed to be our first night together. Do you remember? Mary: Mason… Mason: I missed you on the New Year's Eve. I did everything I could not think about you. Mary: I feel sorry for your girlfriend. Mason: My what? Mary: Mason, I don't believe you! That lovely girl is wondering around your room this morning, you don't remember who she is! Mason: Of course I remember who she is, it's just… Mary: Look, I don't want to judge or be critical. We are just far to different to make a gold things, Mason, I think I always new that, I just didn't want to believe it. I let things get you far irresponsible for that but it's over now. Mason: You are right, it's over. Happy New Year, Mary. |
Mary (stroking Mason's forehead): Are you asleep? You never know how frightened I was when I saw you lying there, I never felt so helpless. I tried to hide it but it's there every time I see you. I love you. I wish I didn't but I do. |
Mary: Good morning. Mason: It is now. Mary: How are you doing? Mason: Oh, still a little rocky, you don't get over poisoning all at ease, you know. Mary (feeling his forehead): You don't seem to have a temperature. Mason: I don't seem to have a pulse either; I don't seem to have a lot of things these days. Mary: I think you're fine. Mason: Thank you, I think you're fine too. Coming to my party, aren't you? Mean a lot to me. Mary: Oh, Mason, no, that's a family thing. Mason: But I want you there. Mary: I am sorry. I have a work to do. Mason: “I tried to hide it but it's there every time I see you.” – Remember saying that to me? Last night, when I was lying in bed, sick. You said something else, was it… Oh yeah: “I love you” – you said. “I wish I didn't but I do.” Not going to go on it back now, are you, Mary? Thing said over sick bed is sacred. Mary: You heard that? You heard everything I…You lay there and you pretended be sleeping, you just let me go on like that? |
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