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The Thorn Birds movie 16 | That is the cruelty because this is his fate

Quotes from film part 16

Well done, Bob. That's my Bob. Would you like some champagne, then, Bob? Congratulations, Mr. Cleary. Bob. It was only by half a sheep. Could have gone the other way. You've got yourself a stockman, free of charge for the next month. Then if you like what you see There's not much to see here now we got the wool away. I wonder you didn't go with it. You don't appear to have made much of a bargain here. I'm happy with it. There's a dance next Saturday night. Will you come with me? Thank you, but I can't dance so there wouldn't be much point. There's nothing to dancing. I could teach you in two flicks of a lamb's tail. Wonder if your brother would lend us the car. We ought to go in style, don't you think? I said I wouldn't go. No. You said you couldn't dance and I said I'd teach you. Not scared, are you? No. Not here. It's only a wool shed, you know. And it's a wool-shed ball we're going to. Now One, two, three One, two, three Having fun? Don't let go of me. I don't intend to. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in that dress. Thank you. I don't really like it, but it's the only party dress I have. Go on, a posh girl like you? You could've bought as many dresses as you liked. Is that what you think? That I'm some snobby squatter's daughter? Because I'm not. The Clearys don't even own Drogheda, and we never will. Touched a nerve, didn't I? I'm sorry, Meghann. I know the blessed papists did you out of your place. What do you mean? My, but we're sensitive. I suppose now you'll never have me because I'm protestant. You are? Orange through and through. You do waltz divinely, Mr. O'Neill. I do hope Meggie is not intending to be selfish. It would be an honor to dance with you, Miss Carmichael. This isn't so bad, is it? What? Dancing. I think I'm learning to like it. Good, 'cause there's another dance next week and the week after that, and the week after that. So I went to the wool shed when I was 12, as a tar-boy. Me and my mate, Arne Swenson. He's the best, Arne is. Always looked out for me. Is he still shearing? No, not Arne. He runs a gang of cane-cutters up in northern Queensland. You reckon shearing's hard, but I tell you there's not too many blokes big enough or strong enough to cut the sugarcane. You make it sound like your life's ambition. I wouldn't mind trying it for the money it can make. My life's ambition is to have my own place my own sheep station, up in western Queensland, where I come from. And I will someday, too, have my own place. And someone to share it with. God, you are beautiful. How many times have you been in love? Only once. Whoever he was, he was a fool to let you go. Good night, Meghann. You did not understand this play, Phaedra? You've noticed how quiet I've been through the conference here in Athens. My Greek isn't up to yours, I'm afraid, Your Grace. You must study your languages if you're to be a church diplomat. The dying youth in the play is Hippolytus. He is cold to Aphrodite, the goddess of love. To punish him for his neglect she causes his mother to fall hopelessly in love with him. But, Hippolytus spurns her. And that's why she kills herself? Hippolytus' father blames him and has him killed by the god of the sea. A cruel story, and so unjust. Hippolytus dies even though he's innocent. In fact, he behaves laudably. A good Catholic interpretation, yes, perhaps. But to the ancient Greeks he is quite guilty of the sin of pride. You see, it is that Hippolytus holds himself above human love. He's cold. He will not even admit that human passion exists. And what if he would admit it? Would he then escape his fate? That is the cruelty because this is his fate. He cannot choose to love anymore than his poor mother can choose to be cold. The gods have willed it for their sport. Cruel, but rather an appealing system, is it not? No decisions to make, no conscience, no agony of free will nothing. All fated from the first. Rather shockingly at odds with the teachings of the Church of Rome. My dear Ralph, do you not find it humbling to realize that when this play was first performed Rome was still infested with fur-clad barbarians? They simply find you beautiful. Blessed by the gods, perhaps?
   
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Thorn Birds 16 This is his fate
Thorn Birds 16 This is his fate