But I know you're treating people poorly.
Even me,
when I ask you the small favor that you loan me my own picture...
- Is that what this is about? - No, it's about a good damn more!
Dorian...
What happened to the Dorian Gray I painted?
You just don't understand.
I will always...
...be that Dorian.
Can I trust you, Basil?
Would you like to see why you can never exhibit that picture?
What's the matter?
Don't you recognize me?
What? What have you...?
That thing...
It isn't what...
Together, we've created something beautiful.
It's a miracle.
Look at me.
Because of your painting...
- It's not... - this will never age.
Will never scar.
Can you even imagine...
being able to do anything you please...
...and live out every whim and impulse
while the world just sees you gleam?
This isn't you.
I know this isn't you. We can stop it!
Basil, please, don't.
Don't you see that this must be destroyed?
Dorian, I want to help you.
We'll find a priest or a spirit-worker.
There's good in your heart. I've seen it.
You're not this...
...this devil!
I'm a god.
Basil.
Basil!
Good evening.
Need some help, sir?
How kind.
Alright.
Mind how you go, sir.
On you go.
Good day, Lady Victoria.
I was about to take Harry for lunch at Scott's.
Why don't you join us?
Oh, Dorian. You haven't heard.
They've found Basil's body in the river.
Thou art slave to Fate,
Chance, kings and desperate men,
And dost with poison, warre and sickness dwell,
Poppies or charmes can make us sleep as well,
And better than thy stroke.
Why swell'st thou then?
One short sleep past,
we wake eternally.
And death shall be no more.
Death, thou shalt die.
Farewell, dear Basil.
I spoke to the police again this morning.
And have the buffoons managed to make a single inch of progress?
They're convinced it was some Shadwell renter.
They think they'll catch him.
So Basil's name will be dragged through the gutter.
I'm of a mind to take a trip, Harry.
Maybe you should join me.
- Where are you going? - Everywhere.
I leave tomorrow.
With all this?
Someone once gave me some fine advice...
...about taking perspective.
Come with me.
The child is imminent.
Tell me everything.
I always do.
I've entered the tombs of dead nations,
ridden with our last savage tribes.
I feel the brilliance of every moment,
the splendor of existence and its awful...
...keen as the edge of a blade, this desperate will to see, touch and...
Dearest Harry, you taught me that life must burn with a hard flame.
Its light does not blind me,
...nor its heat sear me.
I am the flame, Harry.
I am the flame.
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Women never have anything to say, but they say it charmingly.
They're the great triumph of matter over mind.
Well, here I am.
Dorian.
You look so...
...so...
He looks magnificent.
We have heard such tales.
I'm afraid they're all absolutely and entirely... true.
Welcome back.
Some champagne?
Yes.
A- ha!
My missing guest of honor.
I'm coming.
I was sorry for your loss.
You know, I kept hearing this phrase.
"Natural causes. "
Nature has a great deal to answer for.
She was so looking forward to the life of a divorcee.
And poor old Basil...
If we paid the police by results, we'd save the Treasury thousands.
When your letters stopped coming, I feared the worst.
But here you are.
So never mind the country estate.
Tell me, why are you really back?
- I'm tired. - You don't look it.
You have no right to melancholy. Your life is exquisite.
You've drunk deeply of everything and it hasn't left a fleck on you.
Do you remember when I first came to London?
I felt so...
Those were the great days.
Dorian, it's quite clear why you've lost your passion for life.
You've been away from me for too long.
We must go out.
Take on the town, as we used to.
- I've missed you, Harry. - I must ask you, though...
What is your secret?
If I told you, I'd have to kill you.
You still have it, I see.
- From Cairo. - Where else?
Smile.
Emily.
May I?
I hope I'm not interrupting your reminiscence?
The one charm of the past is that it's the past.
Oh. I hope you're not also a dreary old cynic?
What is there to believe in?
Our developments.
All I see is decay.
Well, then religion?
Fashionable substitute for belief.
- Art? - A malady.
- Love? - An illusion.
Bravo!
Well, you both cut the world to pieces, don't you?
Thank you for the cigarette.
Unusual woman.
She ought to be. She's my daughter.
Lie down.
Dorian?
Dorian...
It's you.
Dorian!
Oi, mister! Give us a penny!
Oi, mister. Mister. Penny for the guy?
- Have you been in the war? - I'm too old.
Give us a couple of bob for a drink, will you?
Get up. Get up!
You...
Yeah, you... Dorian Gray.
- I think you're mistaken. - I knew one day you'd come back.
- Wait, please... - So many years I've waited.
Wait! How many years?
- No more! - How many years?
Look at me. Look at my face.
I'm barely 20, man.
Can't be.
I don't know this...
...this Dorian Gray.
I think, sir, you are not well.
I...
Hospital.
They hurt me.
You tell him...
You tell him I'm coming.
A visitor, sir.
To what do I owe the pleasure?
I thought you might like to join me for lunch.
No, I don't think...
I made a picnic.
Yes, well, I'm afraid I...
I'd rather stay at home today.
Serious?
It's going to rain.
Tell me, Mr. Gray.
Must you always play the cynic?
Hm?
Look up.
Actually, I'd rather you didn't...
Oblige me, Mr. Gray.
Have you been pursuing this delightful hobby for long?
No. It's a gift from my father.
In return, he made me promise that I wouldn't chain myself to anymore railings.
For suffrage, Mr. Gray.
Well, don't you think that women should be given the vote?
I believe a woman should be given anything she can't wear in the evening.
What a loss to the Front you are.
Think of all those Germans that you could bayonet with your epigrams.
I do apologize if I offend.
Oh, no, you'll have to do rather better to offend me.
Then I humbly vow to redouble my efforts.
You know, I wonder if it's true, what they say about you.
That beneath all the charm,
you're in fact quite heartless?
They say I'm charming?
They say that you devote your whole life to pleasure.
Well, it's clearly to be recommended.
If I look as good as you in 25 years, I shall be thoroughly happy.
I can assure you, pleasure is very different from happiness.
I mean, some things are more precious because they don't last.
Mr. Gray...
...I believe I know your secret.
You do have a heart.
Those who go beneath the surface do so at their peril.
How terrifying.
I may let you chauffeur me again, Mr. Gray.
So, I'll see you at Toynbee Hall tonight?
Until then.
Alice.
I'd crawl the sewers before I'd let my flesh and blood near him.
- Sit down, Granddad! - What kind of unholiness...
...grants the face of a babe to such a man?
Come along! Come along, my dear!
Completely unnatural!
What?
- Let him play! - Quiet, please, ladies and gentlemen.
You know, anyone would think you're ashamed to be seen with me.
What happened in the hall?
I don't know what you mean.
You saw something.
You're mistaken.
Well, I heard that he killed him.
We never ever again...
Mr. Gray!
It would be better if we were not seen together.
Better for whom?
Tongues may wag against you.
I don't care what they say.
You should.
The truth is,
I've done dreadful things.
My life...
My life has been a monstrous corruption.
And there will be a price.
I won't let anyone hurt you.
We should not meet again.
I told you it was him.
Step back.
I'm coming for you, Dorian Gray.
You dirty bastard!
Dorian Gray, you bastard!
You're a disgrace!
Good evening, sir.
Mr. Harcourt here thinks there may be rats nesting in the attic.
- I haven't the key. - Get out of my house.
But, Mr. Gray...
And you.
With respect, sir...
...I've been with your family for two generations.
Your effects will follow.
I want to be free.
I want to be...
new,
clean.
I want to be good.
Please.
Please, you have to help me.
If we repents,
God is faithful and just.
Confess your mortal sins.
- Confess your mortal... - This is not my true face!
If you could see my soul...
Child, only God may see our souls.
I have seen my soul!
And I could show it to you.
It's rotten.
It stinks.
It's poison.
Help me.
You will die.
I'm sorry.
Mr. Gray?
Miss Wotton.
Please forgive my intrusion...
...at this late hour.
You're shaking.
- Look, come and sit by the fire. - I want to...
I want to tell you... I want to tell you everything.
All right. Look at me.
Sh! What is it?
I need you...
I need you to know...
- what I am. - Sh!
It's all right. Listen, sh...
It's all right.
Harry.
Good morning.
Sleep well?
Mr. Gray was in need of a friend.
Perhaps you could ask Mrs. Williams to prepare me some breakfast?
Of course.
So young.
The world is hers.
- Harry, I... - How dare you!
- She's my daughter. - I've changed.
You've changed?
But you don't change, do you, Dorian?
Why is that?
- Harry, you're my oldest friend... - You're against nature.
You stay away from her.
- I don't want this to get... - Stay away from her!
Mr. Gray!
I should apologize for my father.
Last night, you wanted to tell me something.
- Dorian! - I want to begin again.
Far away from everything here.
I see. Well, I wouldn't...
Everything except you.
Dorian!
Yes.
Are you sure this is what you want?
You're what I want.
As I recall, Mr. Gray stored it in the attic.
He certainly wanted to protect it.
What secrets does he unlock?
Nobody at all need know.
Emily!
- What's the meaning of this? - I'm sorry...
Don't come up here.
Please.
Never.
Give me the key, please, Emily.
- Well, what's in there? - Give me the key!
What's in there?
Please.
I beg you.
It's imperative it sails with us. To New York.
I shall wrap it myself, but I'd be grateful if you'd send men to help carry it down.
Thank you.
The house should fetch a fine price, Mr. Gray.
Will you be leaving any of the furnishings?
All of them.
You know, I think that he wants to make amends.
We owe him the benefit of the doubt.
I couldn't let you go off to that ghastly continent without a farewell.
Come.
I hear you sail at dawn?
How romantic.
- Oh, to be young again. - Easily done.
Can you recall any great errors you made in your early days?
Very many, with much clarity.
Then commit them over again.
To get back one's youth, one merely has to repeat one's follies.
Or you could barter your soul.
Darling, are you all right?
Clumsy.
Sorry, excuse me, will you?
Sorry, darling, have you seen Harry?
No. But look. Look what he dug out.
You never told me there was a painting of you.
Where is it?
The war's this way, mate!
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Harry.
I want to see it.
See what?
- Basil's picture. - Basil's picture was destroyed years ago.
I never liked it.
Show me.
It's an old portrait of my grandfather.
Show me.
Would you really kill me, Harry?
You taught me that a man can rule his emotions.
But I can't.
I can't help that I love your daughter...
...more than I've loved anything in my entire life.
And I can't help how dear I still hold our friendship.
Please...
Please don't do this.
Just old trinkets, Harry. Why don't we go back to the party?
Basil...
Harry...
What are you?
I am what you made me!
I lived the life that you preached but never dared practice.
I am everything that you were too afraid to be.
But I was trying...
I was trying so hard...
...to be a better man.
I'm sorry.
Kelso was right.
You are... You're death.
Dorian?
Dorian!
Harry, no!
No!
No! Come with me! - What?
What are you doing? Where's Dorian?
Dorian?
Locked!
- Emily! No, leave him! - No, no... No!
Dorian...
Give me the key.
Look, give me the key!
What's in there?
You have my whole heart, Emily.
Leave him!
My whole heart.
What...?
Emily, I beg you...
No...
Dorian!
No! Dorian!
Dorian!
I'm still her father, Agatha.
And I'm merely asking that you tell her...
...that I miss her...
...and that this will always be her home.
And maybe one day she'll want to listen.
Poor boy.
Who can bear to look at you now?