Denver:
Why you call yourself Beloved?
Beloved:
In the dark, my name Beloved.
Denver:
What's it like where you was before? Can you tell me?
Beloved:
Dark. I was small in that place.
[curls up]
Beloved:
Like this here.
Denver:
Were you cold?
Beloved:
Hot! Nothing to breathe down there. No room to move.
Denver:
You see anybody?
Beloved:
It's a lot of people down there. Some is dead.
Denver:
You see Jesus? Baby Suggs?
Beloved:
I don't know... I don't know the names.
Denver:
Well, what you come back here for?
Beloved:
To see her face.
Beloved:
Mama's? Sethe's?
Beloved:
[grabbing Denver's hand]
Sethe's.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:08