Fleur Forsyte:
Don't give up on us, Jon! Please, don't give up!
Irene Forsyte nee Heron:
Go home with you father, my dear. Give us all time to think.
[touches Fleur's arm]
Fleur Forsyte:
Don't touch me! I know what you're doing: Pretending to make yourself look nice. Lying, so you can have him all to yourself! Well, he's mine, do you understand? He's mine!
Jon Forsyte:
Is that how you really think?
Fleur Forsyte:
No, but we're meant for each other. We're meant to be.
Jon Forsyte:
No, I don't think so...
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