Robbie Turner: [glares at Briony] What is she doing here?
Cecilia Tallis: She came to speak to me.
Robbie Turner: Oh, yes? What about?
Briony - 18 years old: The terrible thing I did.
[Robbie moves around the room, putting his hands in his pockets and taking them out again, still glaring at Briony.]
Robbie Turner: I'll be quite honest with you. I'm torn between breaking your neck here and throwing you down the stairs.
[Briony trembles as she tries to stand her ground.]
Robbie Turner: Have you any idea what it's like in jail? Course you don't. Tell me, did it give you pleasure to think of me inside?
Briony - 18 years old: No.
Robbie Turner: But you did nothing about it.
Briony - 18 years old: No.
Robbie Turner: Do you think I assaulted your cousin?
Briony - 18 years old: No.
Robbie Turner: Did you think it then?
Briony - 18 years old: Yes, yes and no. I wasn't certain.
Robbie Turner: And what's made you so certain now?
Briony - 18 years old: Growing up.
Robbie Turner: Growing up?
Briony - 18 years old: I was thirteen.
Robbie Turner: How old do you have to be before you know the difference between right and wrong? Do you have to be eighteen? Do you have to be eighteen before you can bring yourself to own up to a lie? There are soldiers of eighteen old enough to be left to die on the side of the road! Did you know that?
Briony - 18 years old: Yes.
Robbie Turner: Five years ago you didn't care about telling the truth. You and all your family, you just assumed that for all my education, I was still little better than a servant, still not to be trusted. Thanks to you, they were able to close ranks and throw me to the ******** wolves!
[Robbie appears as though he is about to push Briony out the window that she is backing up to, but Cecilia intervenes.]
Cecilia Tallis: Robbie! Robbie, don't! Please! Look at me, Robbie! Look at me! Come back! Come back to me!
[Cecilia kisses Robbie gently and lingeringly on the lips while Briony looks away]
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Robbie Turner: ...if all we have rests in a few moments in a library three and a half years ago, then I don't know... I don't...
Cecilia Tallis: Robbie... look at me. Look at me. Come back. Come back to me.
Cecilia Tallis: Robbie...
Robbie Turner: Cecilia...
Cecilia Tallis: I love you...
Robbie Turner: I love you.
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Robbie Turner: [voiceover] Dearest Cecilia, the story can resume. The one I had been planning on that evening walk. I can become again the man who once crossed the surrey park at dusk, in my best suit, swaggering on the promise of life. The man who, with the clarity of passion, made love to you in the library. The story can resume. I will return. Find you, love you, marry you and live without shame.
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[Robbie has just broken a vase belonging to Cecilia's family]
Cecilia Tallis: You idiot... You realize that's probably the most valuable thing we own?
Robbie Turner: Not anymore it isn't.
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Cecilia Tallis: [crying] I don't know how I could've been so ignorant about myself... so... so stupid. And you know what I'm talking about, don't you? You knew before I did.
Robbie Turner: Why're you crying?
Cecilia Tallis: Don't you know?
Robbie Turner: Yes, I know exactly.
[kisses her]
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