Ophelia: Everyone knows that. Until New Year’s Eve, when they drink the New Year in. Whoops, I shouldn’t have said that.
Polonius: ???
Ophelia: I’m not supposed to… mind you, what can be changed?
Polonius: When they’re drinking in the New Year – it’s a nice thought. There’s a few months to go.
Ophelia: No, not now. In a year’s time. Whoops, I’ve done it again. You must be hypnotizing me.
Polonius: You know, I rather like you, Gorgeous. Have dinner with me?
Ophelia: I’ve got to be going.
Polonius: What if Hamlet comes too? He is your boyfriend, isn’t he?
Ophelia: I accept, just not today. On… hang on… on February 1, 1999. That will be my farewell visit.
Polonius: You little fuckwit! Ha, ha, ha! D’you think I’ll have any recollection of you on February 1? If you only knew how many o
