Thirteen Women (1932)
C. Henry Gordon: Swami Yogadachi
Swami Yogadachi : I've worked this horoscope out five times. It predicts great happiness, but still I'm afraid to send it.
Ursula Georgi : Why, Swami?
Swami Yogadachi : Because I was fatally wrong about June Raskob. Her future was as happy as this one. A week after I wrote her, her sister was dead and she was insane.
Ursula Georgi : You must send it.
Swami Yogadachi : Have I... have I lost the power to divine the stars?
Ursula Georgi : No, Swami. But you must send the letter. For the sake of those twelve women who wrote the round robin, asking for their horoscopes. They were schoolgirls together. Their lives form one chain of destiny. Twelve women who believe. Don't destroy their faith in the occult, Swami.
Swami Yogadachi : What is in that brain of yours? Your eyes... We've met before, of that I'm certain!
Ursula Georgi : Not on this earth. Were we lovers in another incarnation, Swami? Tell me.
Ursula Georgi : Couldn't you learn by casting my horoscope?
Swami Yogadachi : I have cast it. To see if the heavens could explain your- your effect on me.
Ursula Georgi : Yes?
Swami Yogadachi : Please don't make me tell you.
Ursula Georgi : Tell me.
Swami Yogadachi : It is death I read for you.
Ursula Georgi : Aren't we all to die?
Swami Yogadachi : But you, not pleasantly. Oh, the thought is too horrible. Your body, mangled like that.
Ursula Georgi : How?
Swami Yogadachi : An accident, the stars say. A railroad, perhaps.
Ursula Georgi : How strange. So are you to die like that.
Swami Yogadachi : Don't look at me that way. Don't look at me like that.
Ursula Georgi : You're very tired, Swami. Sleep is so sweet.