You understand, the titles, the dukedom. They’re not the job. She is the job. She is the essence of your duty. Loving her. Protecting her. Of course, you’ll miss your career. But doing this for her, doing this for me, there may be no greater act of patriotism. Or love.[to Philip]
What kind of marriage is this? What kind of family? You’ve taken my career from me, you’ve taken my home. You’ve taken my name. I thought we were in this together.[to Elizabeth]
Some career advice. A whore’s life is five good years, five bad years, and then some half-d*ck sweat stain grinds you out like a cigarette. Like a goddamn spent cigarette.
Right now, this is just a job. If I advance any higher in this company, then this would be my career. And, well, if this were my career, I’d have to throw myself in front of a train.
My whole career, my whole life, I’ve trusted my gut, my sense of what is right and what is wrong. And I am not about to stop now.