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Lara: You know, you often look at me as if you knew me.
Zhivago: I have seen you before. Four years ago. Christmas Eve.
Lara: Were you there? No wonder you look at me. Did you know Viktor Komarovsky?
Zhivago: Yes I did. That young man who took you away...
Lara: My husband.
Zhivago: Lot of courage. He made the rest of us look very feeble. As a matter of fact, I thought you both did. Good man to shoot at.
Lara: I'd give anything never to have met him.
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The Girl: I'm not your niece, Comrade General.
Gen. Yevgraf Zhivago: Well, I'm nobody's idea of an uncle. But if this man were my father, I should want to know.
Bernard Kay
Extended Reading
