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Tess: [Alec picks a fresh strawberry off a bush and dangles it in front of Tess' lips] I would rather take it from my own hand.
Alec d'Urberville: [laughs] Don't be so coy, my pretty cousin. Go ahead.
[Tess goes ahead]
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Alec d'Urberville: [pins a pink rose on Tess' dress] What's the matter?
Tess: A thorn.
Alec d'Urberville: Aw, cousin, beauty has its price.
Brigid Erin Bates
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