A Year and a Day (I) (2018)

Lena Bledsoe: Jolee

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• Arin : You are but a serf. I adorn you in my mother's wardrobe. I let you indulge in my father's halls. I let you embrace me in my own chambers, yet you are soaked with these demands and grievances!

  Jolee : Your love is no burden to me!

  Arin : I am but gain for you, am I not? You love me not for who I am!

  Jolee : I thought I knew you. How may I love whom I do not know?

• Jolee : Who is she, then? Not your love, and yet you will wed her?

  Arin : If this were of my own mind, I'd not choose her.

  Jolee : What hushes you? Why are your choices not yours?

• Jolee : Arin, surely you know your father was neglectful, not just towards us, but towards you.

  Arin : You know not my father. He had fists of stone.

  Jolee : Perhaps he did, but did those hands work for God or for himself? At times, I fear he may have confused his Lords.

  Arin : You confuse my father with your lord. He was a powerful man, Jolee.

  Jolee : A powerful man be the best for the devil to enlist! We suffered. We starved. We died under him.

  Arin : You're still here.

  Jolee : Because you let me, but we, weak, collective, we hurt together, and I know you feel that.

• Jolee : I may not change you, but I bid you change you.

• Arin : How will I know this will not be given away? And speak truthfully, dear. God listens.

  Jolee : And God joyfully hears that I intend to give my food to those you give less.

  Arin : Give her nothing. Not a single grain.

  Jolee : And this be punishment? Doing the Lord's bidding against your father's? And speak truthfully. God listens.

• Arin : Surely you feel as sensational as you look.

  Jolee : I do not understand why anyone desires to wear a dress.

  Arin : Perhaps you've not seen a mirror tonight?

  Jolee : Yes, but beauty does not excuse being cumbersome.

  Arin : [laughs]  Cumbersome? Oh, how absorbing you are!

  Jolee : You know what cumbersome means?

  Arin : ...Do you?

  Jolee : Aye, I can read, mind you. I follow along during sermon, raised in the church before serfdom.

  Arin : Your father was ordained?

  Jolee : He left for war in France ten year ago.

  Arin : I regret that we've not a proper greeting until this moment. Arin, son of Lord Ulric.

  [kisses her hand] 

  Arin : And your name?

  Jolee : Jolee.

  Arin : Jolee, the honor is entirely mine.

  Jolee : Have you any alcohol?

  Arin : ...Yes.