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hwpDearest,
I feel certain, that Im going mad again.
I think we cant go through another of these terrible times
and I shant recover this time.
I begin to hear voices
and cant concentrate.
So Im doing what seems the best thing to do.
You have given me the greatest possible happiness.
You have been in every way all that anyone could be.
I know that Im spoiling your life
and without me you could work
and you will.
I know.
You see I cant even write this properly.
What I want to say is that I owe all the happiness of my life to you.
You have been entirely patient with me
and incredibly good.
Everything is gone for me,
but the certainty of your goodness.
I cant go on spoiling your life any longer.
I dont think two people could have been happier than we have been.
Virignia.
"T H E H O U R S"
Morning, doctor! -Mr. Woolf.
A little worse, I think. -I see.
My thing is to keep her where she is.
Good morning, Leonard.
Good morning, Virginia.
How was your sleep?
Uneventful.
Headaches? - No, no headaches.
Doctor seemed pleased.
Its all from this morning? -Yes.
This young man has submitted his manuscript.
I found three errors of fact
and two spelling maistakes
and Im not yet on page four.
Had breakfast?
Yes.
Liar.
Virginia,its not my insistense
but the doctors.
Id better send Nelly up with some fruit in the parlour.
Right... lunch then.
Proper lunch, husband and wife sitting down together...
soup... pudding and all.
By force if necessary.
Lenard, I believe I may have the first sentence.
Work then.
Then you must eat.
Mrs. Dalloway said
she would buy the flowers herself.
Mrs. Dalloway said that she would buy the flowers herself.
Sally, I think Ill buy the flowers myself.
What?
What flowers?
Shit!
Youre never gonna be a big boy if you dont eat your breakfast.
Youre gonna be the big brother - its a very important job.
Happy birthday.
Good morning, honey.
Oh, Dan!
Roses on your own birthday -
too much, really...
Hope hell eat it now youre here.
It is your birthday, you shouldnt be up buying me flowers.
Well, you were still sleeping - So...
We decided it would be better if we let you to sleep a little, didnt we?
Good morning, Bug.
You need to rest, Laura. Youre only 4 months away.
Dont, Im fine... just tired.
I was telling him hes got to eat his breakfast!
Thats true.
So, its a beautiful day!
What are you two going to do?
Weve got our plans, dont we?
What plans?
Well, it wouldnt be much of a party,
if I told you every detail in advance?
Id better stop asking questions, ahah?!.
Look, the time - Id better get going.
Have a good day.
You too!
Dan, happy birthday.
Thank you.
You need to finish your breakfast.
Well, Im gonna make a cake.
Thats what Im gonna do.
Im gonna make a cake for daddys birthday.
Mommy, can I help?
Can I help make the cake?
Of course you can, sweety.
Im not gonna do anything without you.
No, of course, you have to come.
Of course.
Well, I always wanted you... And everybody involved in the ceremony.
I dont know it. Around sixty?
Well...it will...itll mean so much.
The whole occasion.
Its the least I can do - have a nice dinner and say thanks to everybody.
You have made so much for him.
Oh, take that as a "yes".
Hell be thrilled! -Oh, my god!
Im thrilled, oh, good! - What if nobody comes?
This is Clarissa Vaughan.
Yes, Im just confirming that you are sending a car to pick up me first.
Hi, Clarissa! -Hi, hi, Brenda!
And then going over to 679 Hudson at 9 40.
Then you will take me uptown and you will wait for us...
Itll be over at 7 oclock.
Oh, flowers!
What a beautiful morning.
Hello, Clarissa.
How are you?
Im having a party.
My friend Richard has won the "Corroders".
Wow, thats just terrific!
if I knew what it was...
It is a poetry prize...
for a lifes work.
Its the most prestigious.
For a poet, its the best you can do.
Oh, very good. So, what do you like? The lillies are perfect.
No, too morbid.
Hydrangeas, I think.
And...
oh, oh, lets just have buckets of roses!
And...
I think Im gonna take these with me.
Rodney.
Thank you.
I actually tried to read Richards novel...
You did?
Oh, I know.
It is not easy.
I know. It did take him ten years to write.
Maybe just takes another ten to read.
Its you isnt it?
In the novel. Isnt it meant to be you?
Oh, I see!
Yeah, sort of.
I mean...in a way.
Richards a writer thats what he is...
He uses things which actually happened. - Yeah...
And years ago he and I were students, thats true.
But, you know, then he changes things. -Oh, sure!
I dont mean in a bad way.
Its more like...
he makes them his own.
A womans whole life...
in a single day.
Just one day.
And in that day...
her whole life.
This is what we need, shortening.
Mrs. Dalloway.
Its you! -Yees.
Its me! Its me!
Come in.
Oh, Richard, is a beautiful morning!
We should let in a little more light.
Is it still morning?
Yes, it is.
Have I died?
Good morning, my dear.
Any visitors?
Yes.
Are they still here?
No, theyve gone.
How do they look? -Today?
Sort of like black fire.
Sort of light and d
