Wide Sargasso SeaDVD - 2008
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You're to stay here safe and sound behind these nice thick walls. Better off, if you ask me. The world outside is a dark and cold one for a woman.
l assure you Richard my Father's sole concern is maintaining the reputation of the Rochester name. A task which falls almost entirely on my brother. A man's good name can be his greatest asset.
Perhaps you're not quite over your fever yet.
-Perhaps l'm not quite ready to wake yet.
She's not unattractive.
-No. She's lovely. A delight.
And there's the dowry.
- Yes, of course. The dowry.
So he was a slave owner?
-Yes. This was before the emancipation.
lt's hard to imagine how any good Christian could find slavery acceptable.
-lt's just how things were then.
Well my older brother will inherit the title and the estate.
-And the second son must make his own way in the world.
l feel like l could fly. Like l could spread my arms and take to the sky like a bird. What would you do then?
-Stay firmly on the ground. Ready to catch you should you fall.
You are young and pretty, Antoinette. You have no need to throw yourself at the first gentleman who comes along.
-l am not throwing myself.
l care for Edward.
-You're blind, Antoinette. You're seeing nothing but stars. You have to look at him cold and hard. You have to see how he really is. That is how he will be with you. You must be sure. Absolutely sure. You are young. Time is on your side. Use it. Wait a little. Until you truly know. Until you are certain.
l could say you don't know anything about me.
-But you know how you feel about me, don't you? Then isn't that enough? Shouldn't we trust that? lsn't that what marriage is that bargain. That l'll trust you, if you trust me. Do you trust me? Then you have nothing to be afraid of. l will make you happy, l will keep you safe. l will give you everything you need.
-Can you give me peace?
Anything. l promise you. l promise you.
l...l love it more than anywhere in the world.
-Well you don't know the rest of the world.
ls the rest of the world more beautiful?
-No, it's just different.
When it was very hot l'd sneak out onto the veranda and fall asleep in the hammock. Christophine didn't like that. She said it was very bad to sleep in the light of a full moon.
-Christophine sounds like an old witch!
l sometimes think she might be right. Maybe l have slept too long in the moonlight.
Bull's Blood, master. lt's coffee.
-Mmmmm, it's delicious.
Not horse piss like them English ladies drink. l know them. Drink, drink their yellow horse piss, talk, talk their lying talk.
-Her coffee is delicious but her language is disgusting.
ls England very different?
When l was a girl we had pictures of England. l used to think, if only l could go there. Everything would be different. l'd be a different person. l'd be safe and sound.
And snow. What is snow like? l can't imagine it.
-You'll not have to imagine it. You'll see for yourself.
l dream about it sometimes.
-What do you dream? Antoinette? Antoinette? What do you dream?
Chandeliers and dancing. Swans and roses. And snow. Always snow.
You can't close your doors, you better learn to close your ears.
These islands sometimes seem to be held together entirely by secrets!
-Secrets and treasure.
Do you think l'll ever uncover any?
-l'm certain of it.
l'm not used to happiness. lt makes me afraid.
Cosway a wicked family. Slave owners. But wickedness not the worst. There's madness too.
-Madness what are you talking about?
lt's in all these white Creole.
You got to stand on your own feet, girl. Women must have guts in this wicked world.
l'm your husband.
-My husband, not my jailer.
Your husband outside there. He look like zombie. Maybe he tired of your 'sweet honeymoon'? Too much sweet make a person sick in the stomach. Sick in the head sometime too.
-Don't you speak to me like that, do you hear me! Don't you speak to me like that!
You white cockroach!
l loved this place. Loved it with all my heart. And now you've made it a place l hate. l used to think if
l lost everything, l would still have this. But now l have nothing. And l hate it. Like l hate you. And l swear, before l die, l will show you just how much.
She called me a 'White Cockroach'. That's what they call me. Or, or, or 'White Nigger'. Because l'm a Creole. Not like them but l'm not English like you. Between the two of you, l sometimes wonder who l am myself!
Please. Let me be your sweet Antoinette again.
-l don't like that name. l never have. lt's too complex. l'd like to think of you as something else. Something simpler.
What do you mean? That's my name.
-l'll think of another. A proper English name. One that suits you.
My name is Antoinette!
l'm not rich. l don't have anything. He has everything.
-What you tell me?
That's English Law.
She died two deaths. The real one when l was young and then the one at the end.
-l heard about your mother.
l know people always tell lies about her. They, they, they tell stories and they won't listen to
the other side.
-And is there another side?
There's always another side.
You talk so much about how you don't like slavery and then you get up to the same tricks when you get a chance.
-lt's hardly the same.
Oh isn't it? Well you send the girl away quicker and with less money probably.
-Slavery was not a matter of liking or disliking. lt was a question of justice.
'Justice'? Oh that's a cold word. A damn cold lie. There is no justice.
Did you plan this to make a fool of me? l was young, conceited, foolish and trusting. l am not young now.
They wanted me to forget her. But l'm not a forgetting person.
We are letting ghosts destroy us. We've forgotten how to live.
Words rush through my head. Pity is one of them. ls there none for me?
Very well. lf it's to be hell, let it be hell. No more false heavens.
You hate me. But we'll see who hates best.
They tell me l am in England but l don't believe them. We lost our way to England. l fell asleep and when l woke we were in colder waters... We had crossed the wide Sargasso Sea... But we changed course and lost our way. This is not England. But l know now why l'm here. I know what l must do.
My beautiful lunatic. What will l care for gods... or devils, or for fate itself, if she smiles or weeps for me.
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