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[last lines]
Vincent Van Gogh: I acted like a joke with this whole sorry business if it wasn't for the trouble I've caused you. At least if you'd gotten back the cost of paint and the canvasses.
Theo Van Gogh: It doesn't matter.
Vincent Van Gogh: Is the baby really better?
Theo Van Gogh: Huh, yes. We were worried about nothing, h-h-he was just teething, that was all.
Vincent Van Gogh: I hope he has a quieter soul than mine. And mine's sinking... sinking... Theo, Theo... I'd like to go home...
[lets go of his pipe as he passes away]
Theo Van Gogh: [takes Vincent's pipe, gets choked up, and leans on his brother in grief] My own brother; my poor, poor brother.
[scene fades out]
Sister Clothilde: [camera zooms out on his painting Wheat Field Behind Saint-Paul Hospital with a Reaper and closes the movie with a recount of a prior poignant conversation held about the piece] It doesn't seem a sad death.
Vincent Van Gogh: Oh it's not Sister. Happens in a bright daylight, the sun flooding everything in a light of pure gold.
[the End and credits]
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Tersteeg: No offense meant, but you'll be better off without Vincent around your neck.
Theo Van Gogh: I think I'm the best judge of that.
Tersteeg: No, you're the worst. You've been pushing his paintings too hard, and every time you do, we lose a client. As your employer, I tell you for your own good, your love for Vincent has blinded you. It's effected your work.
Theo Van Gogh: Don't let's argue again about that. I'll go on fighting for every good painter who deserves to be recognized, and Vincent is one of them.
Pamela Brown
Extended Reading
