Jessica Chastain crédité pour le rôle de...
Lucille Sharpe
- Lucille Sharpe: But the horror... The horror was for love. The things we do for love like this are ugly, mad, full of sweat and regret. This love burns you and maims you and twists you inside out. It is a monstrous love and it makes monsters of us all.
- Lucille Sharpe: [Looking at the dead butterflies] They're dying. They take the heat from the sun, and when it deserts them, they die.
- Edith Cushing: How sad.
- Lucille Sharpe: No, it's not sad, Edith. It's nature. It's a world of everything dying and eating each other right beneath our feet.
- Edith Cushing: Surely there's more to it than that.
- Lucille Sharpe: [Looking at Edith] Beautiful things are fragile... At home we have only black moths. Formidable creatures, to be sure, but they lack beauty. They thrive on the dark and cold.
- Edith Cushing: What do they feed on?
- Lucille Sharpe: Butterflies, I'm afraid.
- Edith Cushing: You're monsters. Both of you!
- Lucille Sharpe: Funny. That's the last thing Mother said, too.
- Lucille Sharpe: She knows everything. She stopped drinking her tea, but I poisoned the porridge.
- Thomas Sharpe: Lucille, stop it! Do we have to do this? Must we?
- Lucille Sharpe: Yes.
- Lucille Sharpe: You will stay here, with us... won't you? Wait for the storm to pass.
- Dr. Alan McMichael: If you insist.
- Edith Cushing: [about portrait of Lady Sharpe] She looks quite...
- Lucille Sharpe: Horrible?
- Lucille Sharpe: Yes.
- Lucille Sharpe: It's an excellent likeness.