Richard Bremmer credited as playing...
George Jones
- Benjamin Robert Haydon: Do not talk to me of Turner's work.
- George Jones: Stand down, man!
- Sir Martin Archer Shee: Please, please, please, please lower your voice, Mr. Haydon. Just...
- Benjamin Robert Haydon: His - his pictures look as if they were painted by somebody born without hands!
- Ruskin's Mother: My good husband is of the opinion that the gooseberry prefers the colder climate, whereas I consider that all fruits benefit from the warmth.
- George Jones: My dear late mother always insisted that both the gooseberry and the rhubarb favour the colder climes of our victorious isles.
- Ruskin's Father: I do not doubt that the gooseberry for its preference may enjoy the warm. However, I am convinced that a cold start promotes the more vigorous specimen.
- John Ruskin: Are we not to take as empirical evidence our many expeditions to the warmer climes of the Mediterranean, where we do not exactly encounter an abundance of gooseberries?
- Ruskin's Father: Ha! Indeed.
- David Roberts: Exactly so. I did not myself savour many gooseberries in Jerusalem.
- Ruskin's Mother: Ah, the Holy City, Mister Turner.
- David Roberts: And yet we do enjoy fine gooseberries in Scotland, do we not, Mr. Ruskin?
- Ruskin's Father: Aye, and no better a cold start than a good Scottish sun. Stanfield and Roberts laugh.
- David Roberts: Exactly that.
- Clarkson Stanfield: Surely regardless of how cold the start of the life of the gooseberry might be, it is almost certainly destined for a warm ending.
- George Jones: To which we have all borne witness in Mrs. Ruskin's excellent gooseberry pie.
- J.M.W. Turner: Claude was a man of his time.
- John Ruskin: My point exactly, Mr. Turner, but that time is now long past. When I experience a modern masterpiece such as yours, I am struck by the clarity with which you have captured the moment. Take for example, your 'Slave Ship: Slavers Throwing Overboard the Dead and Dying - Typhoon Coming On', by which I have the good fortune to be greeted every morning on my way in to my meagre breakfast. The impact of the foaming brine incarnadine consuming those unfortunate Negro slaves never ceases to quicken the beat of my heart. Yet, when I gaze upon a work of Claude I find myself enduring nothing more than a mere collection of precise brushstrokes, which instil in me no sense of awe whatsoever, let alone the sea.
- George Jones: Preposterous! I do beg your pardon, Mrs. Ruskin.
- J.M.W. Turner: Claude Lorrain was a genius.
- George Jones: Quite so.
- John Ruskin: I sense an excess of modesty in Mr. Turner, and there is no need for such humility.
- Clarkson Stanfield: Mr. Ruskin, sir: to conjecture upon the matter of seascape painting is one thing, but to stand amongst the elements and to experience and to interpret what one sees, that is something quite other.