Martha:
Oh, why did you ever come into my life?
Henry Van Cleve:
To make you happy. To hold you in my arms forever.
Martha:
I'll never be able to look my father in the face. I'll never be able to go back to Kansas again.
Henry Van Cleve:
Isn't that wonderful?
[He kisses her]
Martha:
Oh, I wish I were dead.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:07