Aaah, Letty: I loved Elizabeth Taylor (in the early days

) National Velvet; A Place in the Sun; Giant, The Sandpiper. But, I must confess I don't remember the dying scene in Cleopatra, because I fell asleep before the end.
I've been thinking about "best" dying scenes and I've concluded that my favorite ones just don't "cut it" today. But, I just loved it when the guy carried the ashen faced, streaming haired, wide-eyed (you knew she was ready to die when her eyes got poppy) heroine to the window so she could see the heather on the hill, or hear the fireworks declaring peace, or hear the last strains of her favorite melody, (Laurence Olivier/Merle Oberon, Wuthering Heights; Robert Taylor/Greta Garbo, Camille and Gary Cooper/Helen Hayes , A Farewell to Arms)<sigh> Sorry for digresssing from "realistic" death scenes, but I just had to mention those oldies.