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回頭看看臺詞 其實很多地方當時都沒有看懂。

Count Laszlo de Almásy：
A very… plum… plum.

I once traveled with a guide who was taking me to Faya. He didn't speak for nine hours. At the end of it he pointed to the horizon and said, Faya! That was a good day. [to Katharine]

I can still taste you. I try to write with your taste in my mouth. [to Katharine]

I long for the rain on my face. [to Hana]

I'm not agreeing. Don't think I'm agreeing, because I'm not. [to Katharine]

Every night I cut out my heart. But in the morning it was full again. [to Katharine]

Dec. 22nd [1938] — Betrayals during war are childlike compared with our betrayals during peace. New lovers are nervous and tender, but smash everything. For the heart is an organ of fire.


Katharine Clifton：
Yes is a comfort. Absolutely is not. [to Almásy]

My darling, I'm waiting for you — how long is a day in the dark, or a week? The fire is gone now, and I'm horribly cold. I really ought to drag myself outside but then there would be the sun. . . I'm afraid I waste the light on the paintings and on writing these words. We die, we die rich with lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have entered and swum up like rivers, fears we have hidden in, like this wretched cave. We are the real countries, not the boundaries drawn on maps with the names of powerful men. I know you will come and carry me out into the palace of winds. That's all I've wanted — to walk in such a place with you, with friends, on earth without maps. [written in journal]