Of course. You are in favor. But favor is a breeze that shifts direction all the time. Then in an instant, you're back sleeping with a bunch of scabrous whores wondering whose finger's in your ass. You cannot have too many friends in court. I need a friend, Abigail. One with cute ears and wide eyes. I'm often blindsided by the distorted situation at court. As leader of the opposition, I should not be.
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ABIGAIL: Wait, wait!
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[ANNE AND SARAH LAUGH]
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Cannot stop her.
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Good morning, Lady Marlborough.
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[ANNE CHEERING, DISTANT]
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I'm leaving. Help me up.
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[GUN COCKS] SARAH: Throw.
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Men should not sneak up on women. You look scared. MASHAM: I'm hurt.
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For there is no point winning a war abroad if we are to start one at home. - CROWD: Hear, hear! - CROWD: Hurrah! HARLEY: I apologize for the interruption, Your Majesty.
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- I must go. - I don't think that's happening.
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GODOLPHIN: A breach in a dear friendship. Surely this could be healed. Some wounds do not close. I have many such. One just walks around with them, and sometimes one can feel them filling with blood. A letter. An apology of some sort that facilitates your return.
