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    Ursula and Gudrun Brangwen are sisters who live in Beldover England. Ursula is a school teacher and Gudrun is an art teacher who has made a reputation for herself as an artist. The two women are in their twenties, and they are looking for love. When they meet Rupert Birkin and Gerald Crich, respectively, they struggle with their lovers and with their own natures, to try to make the marriages that will fulfill them against the dissolution and degeneration of their industrial times. Ursula and Gudrun are used to living their own lives after their own fashions, and marriage is an oppressive thought to both of them.

    He's late. Whoa, there. Hello, Gerald. Good morning, Christiana. Gerald'll be furious.

    Don't worry about that. Something unconventional will do that family good. Laura won't run away. Hello, Laura. Tibbyi What a spectaclei Does it hurt your sense of family pride? Yes, it does. Do something properly, or don't bother at all. You expect me to take you seriously? Yes, you're one of the few people l do expect that of. The groom talked about the immortality of the soul The immortality of the soul? More appropriate for an execution, l should have thought, than for a wedding. Perhaps it would be nice if a man came along.

    But if there should happen along a highly attractive individual Don't you find yourself getting bored with everything? Everything fails to materialize.

    Nothing materializes. Everything withers in the bud. Do you hope to get anywhere by just marrying? Well, it seems the inevitable next step.

    But you see The man makes it impossible. Now, sometimes, catkins are called lamb's tails. Don't you think they look rather like them? So lovely and tiny Did l startle you? You're doing catkins. Are they as far out as this already? Emphasize the facts, not the impression. And what's the fact? Red, little, spiky stigmas of the female flower Make a pictorial record of the fact Two eyes, a nose, mouth with teeth.

    How do you do, Miss Brangwen? Do you mind my coming in? You sure? What are you doing? What do you learn about them? Well, from these little red bits, the nuts come Little red flames. Little red flames, aren't they beautiful? Well, now you'll always see them. Now l shall always see them. Thank you so much for showing me. Fancy her barging into your classroom like that. What a libertyi Hermione loves to dominate everyone. She'd like to dominate us, l think.

    So that's why she's invited us for the weekend. Helloi lt's Gerald Crich. So, Gerald's in charge of the mines now. Making all kinds of latest improvements. They hate him for it. He takes them by the scruff of the neck, and fairly flings them along. He'll have to die soon, when he's made all the possible improvements The unfortunate thing is, where does his go go to? All this strife and dissension. All brothers there. The rest wouldn't matter. There'd be no more of this carping, envy The minute you begin to compare, one man becomes far better than another.

    All the inequality in the world that you can imagine is there by nature. Don't be late, Rupert. So this is Hermione's country cottage. Well, there's one reason Rupert's attracted to her. Do you think so? Lovers have sold their souls for far less, my dear. At least here, you will have an opportunity to observe nature. Gudrun Brangwen. Gerald Crich. Tibby and Laura Lupton. Ursula Brangwen. Rupert Birkin. What peculiar names we all have. Do you think we've been singled out And who is Gudrun?

    Gudrun was a sinner who murdered her husband. Will you live up to that? Which would you prefer me to live up to, the sinner or the murderer? We all struggle so, don't we? The proper way to eat a fig in society Then you throw away the skin But the vulgar way The fig is a very secretive fruit.

    The ltalians vulgarly say it stands for the female part, the fig fruit. The fissure, the yoni One small way of access only, and this close-curtained from the light. Sap that smells strange on your fingers, so that even goats won't taste it.

    And when the fig has kept her secret long enough And the fig is finished, the year is over. That's how the fig dies Like a wound Like a prostitute, the bursten fig makes a show of her secret.

    That's how women die, too. Would you like to come for a walk? The dahlias are so pretty. Shall we, Gudrun? Will you come for a walk, Rupert? Then we'll leave a little boy behind, if he's sulky. Have you ever really loved anybody? Yes and no. But not finally? Finally, no. Nor l. Do you want to? Just one woman? Just one woman. Then what do you live for? And other than that, l live But l don't really love anybody, not now. You mean that More or less that Rupert, what is it you really want?

    We have devised an entertainment for you Who are those Brangwen girls? Teachers in the grammar school. Gudrun pretends she's an artist as well. Class barriers are breaking down. That their father teaches handcraft in school doesn't matter to me. And Gudrun will be the beautiful Ruth. Her husband, too, has just now died. She weeps with me, and laments.

    And Ursula Our husbands were her sons. Her own husband died years ago. Thus, all her men are dead. She stands alone, demanding nothing. And the contessa will be the wheat fields Birkin will turn the pages for the maestro. Yesi Lovelyi Yesi l can't do it. Little tarti Madamei Hey, where are you going?

    My arse. You can't bear anything to be spontaneous, can you? Because then it's no longer in your power. You must clutch things and have them in your power. And why? Because you haven't got any real body All you want is pornography. Looking at yourself in mirrors Keeping it all in your consciousness, making it all mental. No, you don't, Hermione. I shall not cease from mental fight Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand Till we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant land And Jesus Christ our Lord hath said, ''Greater love hath no man For love is the greatest thing the world He might as well say that hate is the greatest.

    What people want is hate. Hate and nothing but hate. Out of love, ye shall throw down nitroglycerine bombs You know, it's the lie that kills. Death, torture, murder, destruction, let's have iti But not in the name of love. Beg your pardon. So, you want everybody in the world destroyed? Yes, absolutelyi Don't you yourself think it's a wonderful, clear idea? A world empty of people You don't seem to see much love in humanity. What about individual love?

    Love is an emotion. You feel or don't feel, according to your circumstances. Just in the end of the world and rabbits? The point about L-O-V-E is that we hate the word, because we've vulgarized it. Well, l shall just have to leave it to you When you think the world is ready, of course. Go on, you cow. Come on, you bitchi Gerald, stopi What are you doing? Don't let her goi He's fallingi Gudrun do somethingi lt's so cruel. Gudrun, do somethingi Whorei Demoni l should think you're proudi Report to the office.

    Can't you keep him on a little longer? Don't you think his pension will be sufficient? Not the sort of work l want. They hate you. Their hate is better than your love. You made a fortune exploiting them. And now you try to ease your guilt by slipping them a few coins. At least l give them a fair salary There'll be few of them left to pay soon Yes, me and my new machines. They say you've stopped the widows' coals.

    We've always allowed the widows of men who worked for the firm They'll have to pay cost price from now on. The firm's not the charitable institution you think it is. Take us home. What price, thati She'll do, won't she? Your missus would have something to say to you. Hey, you're first-classi You think she's worth a week's wages?

    Hello, love. What about this match you were talking about? Oh, you beautiful doll you great big beautiful doll You won't get much for it down here, dearie.

    Come on, love, give us a drink. You wanting company? Sure you do, you're wanting a little company. What work? Good enough for you? Why do you ask all these questions? How are your thighs? My thighs?

    How are they? Are they strong? Because l want to drown in flesh. Hot, physical, naked flesh. Come here. You're dying for it, aren't you? You are hideous and ridiculous like all the rest. Come here, you silly bitchi You red cowi Good evening, Miss Brangwen. Anything wrong, Palmer? No offence, Mr. Don't fly away till you come to our picnic.

    Did you imagine yourself in the midst of all this, my dear? The Criches are afraid you'll run off with the silver. Right, let's have it then. One chain of orchids still here. There's only one left.

    Now, here's three balls for you. There you go. This is Mr. How do you do? Yes, thank you, l'm fit. Hello, Mrs. Yes, l've heard them talk about you often enough. You forgot our invitation last year. Would you like tea here, or in the house? Can't we have a rowing boat and get out?

    Get out? You see, we know hardly anyone here. We're almost complete strangers. You know what l mean. Can't we go over there and explore? The light is so perfect. Perhaps we could bathe.

    Do you think it's far enough off? Unfortunately, we don't have any more boats. They're all out now. Do you handle a boat pretty well? Then there's my small canoe, l didn't bring out Do you think you'd be safe in that?

    You see, l'm responsible for this water. Then l shall see to it that you're given a tea basket That is the idea, isn't it? How fearfully good. How frightfully nice of you. Behind the rock Are you happy, Prune?

    Ursula, l am utterly happyi So am l. Pretty bubbles in the air They fly so high Nearly reach the sky Then, like my dreams, they fade and die Fortune's always hiding I've looked everywhere For I'm forever blowing bubbles Pretty bubbles in the air Pretty bubbles in the air They fly so high Nearly reach the sky Then, like my dreams, they fade and die Fortune's always hiding I've looked everywhere But I'm forever blown Aren't they charming, Ursula?

    Won't they do anything to us? Keep singing. What the hell do you think you're doing? And why do you want to drive them mad? They're nasty when they turn. Turn where? Turn against you. Turn against me? They gored one of the farmer's cows to death the other day. What do l care? How are they yours? You haven't swallowed them.

    Give me one of them. Nowi You know where they are? You think l'm frightened of you and your cattle, don't you? Why should l think that? That's why. You struck the first blow. And l shall strike the lasti Why are you behaving in this impossible and ridiculous fashion?

    Don't be angry with me. No, l'm not angry with you. Well, that's one way of putting it. Yes, it's all right. Must you? How sad. There is a golden light in you, which l wish that you would give me. Where are you? Gerald, stop iti -l've got to find themi -You can'ti Why should you interfere?

    Gerald, hang oni We shan't save them, Father. There's no knowing where they are. And there's a current as cold as hell. Go home and look to yourselfi We'll let the water out. Rupert, go to the north sluice. There's room in that water there Two is enough.

    There's one thing about our family, you know. Once anything goes wrong Not with us. Do you think they're dead? Horriblei Do you mind very much? The worst of it is, they cling to the living and won't let go. Death's all right, nothing better. But you don't want to die?

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    Be born again With new air around one, that no one's ever breathed before. We shouldn't talk when we're tired and wretched. Say you love me. Say ''my love'' to me. Why isn't it enough? Because we can go one better. We can't. We can only say we love each other. Say it. Yes, my love. Let love be enough, then. Please, say iti Please, no Must it be like this?

    She killed him. What did he mean? Perhaps it's better to die than to live mechanically By God, l'd just concluded that nothing mattered in the world The right somebody. Meaning the right woman, l suppose?

    Yes, of course. Failing that Well, if you're bored, why not try hitting something? Providing it was something worth hitting. You mean, you may as well hit me? Well, yes, perhaps Oh, quite. You know, l've got the feeling that Why not do it? Well, they do me.

    How do you start? You can't do much in a stuffed shirt. Now, you come at me any way you want, and l'll try and get out of it. That's good. Yesi Yes, l've got you. Was it One ought to strive, wrestle and be physically close. Do you? We are mentally and spiritually close. Therefore, we should be physically close, too. You know how the old German knights used to swear blood-brotherhood? And swear to be true to each other, of one blood all their lives. That's what we ought to do.

    No wounds, l mean that's obsolete. But we ought to swear to love each other, you and l. Shall we swear to each other one day?

    We'll wait till l understand it better. Well, at any rate And that's what we want. Single, clear, yet balanced. But they're all the same, women. You seen her lately? She's coming over next week. Hermione suggested she teach Winifred to draw. The child hasn't been the same since her sister Since the drowning. Are you fond of Ursula? You know, l always believe in love But where do you find it nowadays?

    Life has all kinds of things. There isn't only one road. Well, it's the same. Would you like a bath? Come here, boy. Down, Rangeri Here, boyi -You all right? Take them back. Here, come along, heel. Take them back to the kennel. Have you taken leave of your senses, Christiana? How many times must l tell you? No one is ever turned away from my door.

    Yes, l know. Why don't you turn me and the children out, and keep open house for them? You think it's your duty to invite all the rats in the world Crich can't see you. You think you can come here whenever you like? Go away, there's nothing for you here. Gerald says, if you like it Of course, we'll mend the windows, and have it decorated.

    But Gerald says it all depends on you, so Come on, Bismarck.

    Winifred seems to have taken to you. Will you come again?

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    Yes, l can come again. Gerald, isn't it wonderful? We're going to draw Bismarck. Let its mother stroke its fur then, darling Look what l bought. How lovely. How perfectly lovely.

    Am l called on to find reasons? Opals are unlucky, aren't they? Luck is vulgar. Who wants what luck would bring? They can be made a little bigger. Won't it be lovely, going home in the dark? She's going away in a couple of days. Well, that's what l asked myself. Why should you mind? You are a fool, with your, ''That's where you belong. She seems to mean more to you than to me. But you don't belong to me.

    But after all, one can have a little human decency. But you must tear my soul out, with your jealousy at the mention of her name. She means nothing to me, not thati lt's what she stands for that l hate.


    Her lies and her falsenessi lt's deathi But you want it, you can't help yourself. Well, then, you go and get iti That's what l say, but don't come to mei l've got nothing to do with iti You're a fooli Yes, l am a fool. And thank God for iti l'm too big a fool to swallow your cleverness.

    You go to your women, your spiritual brides. He looked at her, and the whitish, electric gleam in his face intensified. In becoming the object of her gaze, Gerald will gradually be overpowered by Gudrun.

    And he felt he ought to say something to cover it. Glancing up at him, into his eyes, she revealed again the mocking, white-cruel recognition.

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    But it was as if he had had knowledge of her in the long rent of her forearm, so silken and soft. He did not want to touch her. He would have to make himself touch her, deliberately. The long, shallow red rip seemed torn across his own brain, tearing the surface of his ultimate consciousness, letting through the forever unconscious, unthinkable red ether of the beyond, the obscene beyond. Again, it is Gudrun who sets the tone and it is Gerald who follows.

    What stands out, when their fantasies are compared, is the similarity in the sexual visions of these two characters who are obsessed by the will to control. Both the female and male visions are imagined when each of the protagonists is assigned to a passive position by the other, while the tenor of possession is rendered in vehicles of violent ripping and tearing of the surface of the mind.

    Both characters are terrified, both of them negate or repress what lies beyond the mental. The rabbit episode enacts the shift in the locus of power from Gerald to Gudrun. Gerald dies in a setting that has almost been envisioned by her.

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