Hugo Weaving, Web Weaving: The Real Thing, Classic Scene, Tom Stoppard

Hugo Weaving, Web Weaving: The Real Thing, Classic Scene, Tom Stoppard

Hugo Weaving, Web Weaving

Hugo Weaving, The Real Thing, Tom Stoppard, dance



	*Classic Hugo Weaving Scene* *~ The Real Thing:* *Tom Stoppard*



	Fifteen days into their honeymoon, Annie thinks she's noticed a distinct lack of nocturnal action from Henry.



	Only your reflexes were working… Henry : Raw material, then I'll do this page, then I'll rape you, then I'll do the page again …[my edit] how are you this morning? Annie : One behind. Where were you? Henry : You were flat out. Annie : Your own fault. When I take a Mog <sleeping pill>, I'm on the downhill slope. You should have come to bed when you said. Henry : [indicating the desk] It wasn't where I could leave it. I would have gone to sleep depressed. Annie : Well, I thought, the honeymoon is over. Fifteen days in and fuckless to bye-byes. Henry : No, actually, I managed. Annie : You did not. Henry : Yes, I did. You were totally zonked. Only your reflexes were working. Annie : Liar. Henry : Honestly. Annie : Why didn't you wake me? Henry : I thought I'd try it without you talking.



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Hugo Weaving, The Real Thing, Tom Stoppard, programme