literature.
Tragic, never comic.
Think of Troilus.
Well, I shant lose my amour propre
when I interview Mr. Savage.
This is ridiculous.
One cant spy on ones wife
through a friend...
and have the friend
pretend to be her lover.
- What else are friends for?
- Youre a good chap, Bendrix.
All I needed was to talk,
clear my head.
The name was Savage,
and the address was Vigo Passage.
Forget what Ive to
Mephisto Script
lll give my heart just to one man
The greatest love since time began
Hell come my way and hell be strong
And he will sing me loves sweet song
- What happened Mr. H gen?
- What do you want?
l dont need you now!
Go to hell!
Were invited to a boring banquet.
Sorry, but we have to leave now.
Cant you sit with us, Dora?
No, wer e much too late.
Sorry, good evening.
l wanted to say you