Moll Flanders (1996)

John Lynch: Artist

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Quotes 

• Moll Flanders : Don't you understand? I'm going to fail you.

  Artist : I can accept that.

  Moll Flanders : No, *feel that!*

  [hits him on his chest] 

  Moll Flanders : That's nothing compared to the pain that comes with me. "They hung her mother!" *Feel that!*

  [she continues to hit him and begins to cry] 

  Moll Flanders : "She slept with *hundreds* of men!", *Feel it!*, "She's a bitch and a trollop" and I hate you!

  [picks up her things and heads for the door] 

  Moll Flanders : This is madness.

  [walks out the door] 

  Moll Flanders : [storms Back In]  I forgot me bleedin', stupid shoes!

• [while Posing for the nude pregnant portrait] 

  Moll Flanders : It's moving!

  Artist : Keep still... Both of you.

• Artist : [after his own long soliloquy, philosophizing on the answer to the ultimate question of life, the universe, & everything]  What do you want from life, Moll?

  Moll Flanders : Nothin' anymore

  Artist : Come on Moll; I bare my soul

  [interrupted by Moll] 

  Moll Flanders : [interrupting the Artist]  and I bare my bosoms. We make a good pair

• Moll Flanders : [after the Artist has challenged a threat from Mrs Allworthy's pistol]  Was that gun that useless?

  Artist : I lied

  [. clears throat .] 

  Artist : rather well, I thought

• Moll Flanders : [Moll has cleaned up the Artist's loft. Artist enters...]  Well?

  [points at his feet] 

  Moll Flanders : Take your boots off

  Artist : You have yours on.

  Moll Flanders : I haven't been outdoors

  Artist : This is VERy unimportant.

  Moll Flanders : . you angry 'cause I cleaned for you?

  Artist : DON'T do this again! I'll never FIND anything.

  Moll Flanders : [Moll grabs a shelving unit and throws it & contents to the floor, then repeats]  There! Back where it was.

  [Moll crosses her arms & turns her back] 

  Moll Flanders : ... GOD that felt good!

• Artist : Great money does not a great human make.

• Artist : I found my creation in you. It's life. God is love, Moll. Love is God.

• Artist : The Mad hermit that I am lived a wild life as a child. I made wings from canvas and bamboo. I wished to navigate the atmosphere like a bird; instead I studied gravity, and plunged forty feet from the mill roof.