Emily Wotton:
I hope I'm not interrupting your reminiscence?
Lord Henry Wotton:
One charm of the past, is that it's the past.
Emily Wotton:
Hmm... I hope you're not also a dreary old cynic?
Dorian Gray:
What is there to believe in?
Emily Wotton:
Our developments.
Dorian Gray:
All I see is decay.
Emily Wotton:
For the religion!
Dorian Gray:
Fashionable substitute for belief.
Emily Wotton:
Art?
Dorian Gray:
A malady.
Emily Wotton:
Love?
Dorian Gray:
An illusion.
Lord Henry Wotton:
Bravo!
Emily Wotton:
Well... you both cut the world to pieces, don't you? Thank you for the cigarette!
Dorian Gray:
Unusual woman.
Lord Henry Wotton:
She ought to be... she's my daughter.
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