Goodbye, Basil.

Basil was dead.

13. Basil A. Mohammed

You sound terrifying, Basil.

I must congratulate you, Basil.

Basil, with seven year old scorn.

I know you don't, Basil answered.

Zem Joaquin and Basil and me.

Who's that at your piano, Basil?

Too sweet, too sweet, too sweet.

What do you think happened to Basil?

Allen Campbell had shot himself. And Basil...

It was Basil who thought of it first.

What would you like me to read, Basil?

Sweet, sweet, sweet nurse, tell me, what says my love?

Lisa, my sweet, sweet Lisa.

Among Lord Henry's friends was the painter Basil Hallward.

She'll be as lovely as your sister was, Basil.

Don't worry, Basil. I'm immune to his ideas now.

Let us say them together. It's too late, Basil.

It tastes so sweet. So sweet.

Mikey Brett, Craig, Leo, Zem Joaquin and Basil and me.

Hello, Basil. Sorry to keep you. Have you had breakfast?

Basil was still able to recognize his painting of Dorian.

Yet sometime, somehow, Basil might reveal his secret to her.

Sweet.

Sweet?

Sweet.

Basil entered the city on 11 June 1011, reestablishing Byzantine authority.

Basil died in 1016, after years of peace in southern Italy.

It's your best work, Basil. The best thing you've ever done.

Don't flatter yourself, Basil. You're not in the least like him.

Thank you, Basil. It's good of you to be so concerned.

Darling, this is Basil Stafford. You've probably drunk his quinine water.

For a moment Basil looked angry, and then he began to tease.

You must lend me these pieces, Basil. I want to learn them.

His eye fell on the portrait Basil Hallward had painted of him.

Sweet dreams!

It's sweet.

It's sweet.

Sweet energy.

How sweet!

Sweet enough?

Sweet enough?

Sweet what?