All language subtitles for A.Farewell.To.Arms.1932.1080

Driver.

- Driver, stop!
- What type is in there?

The man up there. He is bleeding
to death.

We can't stop. Not here.

The brakes won't hold.

Orderly, Orderly!

and just as guilty as a soldier would be.....

...who deserted his post under fire.

Now in making an example of you, I....

I beg your pardon sir. I have some
wounded outside. I am looking for the...

Oh yes, yes, yes. You want the
Italian unit. We are the English unit you see.

- Yes number 207.
- They're in the other wing. Moved in today.

Yes out that way, straight ahead.

Thank-you Major.

What's the girl's friend been doing?

Typical male conceit.

I think they're going to send her
back home.

It's a dirty shame.
She'll be disgraced.

- It's the regulations.
- At least to have a baby here???

If they send her back now, all her friends will know.

She's only herself to blame.

This is war, Fergie. And she loved him.

Shh, here they come.

Well, is it necessary for us all to be
here at one time? Get back to your post.

You'll be packed and ready to leave
within the hour.

Molly.

Can I help pack.

I guess so....if you want to.

Why of course I want to.

- Good girls.
- I beg your pardon?

I say, she's the only human being in
the whole lot of us.

I'm sorry Miss Barkley appears to
sympathize with one....

....that has disgraced the uniform
we all wear.

- Baby!
- Rinaldi!

Get away. You're filthy.

You Anglo-Saxons. You're not to
clean yourself.

Did you bring me some good
kisses, baby? Did you have trouble finding us?

No.

How do you feel? Is there going to
be an offensive?

Were you under fire? Madonna, but
I worried about you!

Yes, I can see how much you've
been worrying.

I had 7 operations today baby and
one of them was beautiful.

I took the heart out.

It lay in my hand, and beat like this.

You should have seen it. It was lovely.

Soon Rinaldi will be the best
surgeon in all the court.

Then in all the army.....

and some day, in all of Italy.

- Why not in all the world?
- Why not?

You will like it here baby.

What sort of a town is this?
Any girls?

Many beautiful English nurses.

No, I mean girls.

Girls to, the house's full of them.

Another villa Rosa?

Some of them have never been to the front before.

perhaps...

but the nurses are much nicer

The most beautiful is Miss Barkley
I am in love with her.

Does she know it?

Not yet.

Have you any money?

- Yes.
- Lend me 50 lire.

What for?

I want to make on Miss Barkley the
impression of a man of sufficient wealth.

- All right.
- Thank-you.

You are my great and good friend
and financial protector.

And you're an ass.

Now we will eat and drink and I will
take you to meet Miss Barkley.

But, you must make for me a good
impression upon her.

- Now listen......
- But you must.

And you can have a nurse too.

There is another one named Miss
Ferguson. She is also very, very nice.

- No.
- No?

First we will eat and drink and then
we'll go and see the girls

Yes.

You know what an American is?

yes

What is it?

She doesn't know.

Well I'm an American.

Then what are you doing here?

Drinking, mostly.

He likes the uniform.

He's wrong.

I like them languages.

Then what were you doing in Italy?

Studying.

Studying what?

Architecture.

You know what that is?

Yes.

What?

You see, she doesn't know.

Neither do I.

Oh, you've had too much wine.

It's filthy wine....it takes the enamel off your
teeth and leaves it on the roof of your mouth.

- Where was I?
- Architecture.

Oh yes. Look.....

.....I'll explain.

This my dear, is called an arch....

The arch my dear, is perhaps the
oldest of architecturial devices.

Arch. Architecture.

The very word will tell you how
inextricably the two are one.

In a word my dear.....

Architecture.....

...is the most ancient of the arts.

You'd better put your shoe on,
you'll get cold feet.

If you please, I'd like to go now.

The air raid seems to be over.

Catherine.

Catherine.

- Catherine.
- Here I am Fergie. I'm coming.

Oh, I was so worried.

Did you think I'd been blown away?

I didn't know what to think. Nobody
saw where you went.

Who's that man.

Oh, I don't know.
Some lunatic.

Come on.

What if we take the mountains to
the north. Behind them are more

and behind those more yet. And we
take them all only if the Austrians stop fighting.

One side of course will stop.

- It will go on forever.
- Like him.

No, no, no. It is not true.

But you don't want us to attack?

If we must have war, I suppose we
have to attack.

But, so many die that way.

But what is death to a Christian.

Don't encourage him Fergie.

Frederico.

- You are back safe.
- Hello Father.

- I am so glad.
- He prays and prays for you Frederico.

Every time you go out the door, he
does the same.

Oh, I pray for you all.

You are late baby. How is it up
there? Quiet?

You nearly missed the party.

But it is very dull.

But Miss Barkley is her and her
friend Miss Ferguson.

The one you will like. Come.

Miss Barkley, permit me to present
to you...

... my friend and war brother Lt. Henry.
He has just returned back from the front.

How do you do?

How do you do?

And this is Miss Ferguson.

-How do you do?
- How do you do?

Now he begins again, that fellow.
Quick let us go into the garden.

Now, you stay here.

I will find something for us to drink.
Asti? Grappa? Vermouth?

- Which do you like?
- All of them.

Then you shall have them.

-Nice out here.
- Isn't it?

We seem fated to bump into each
other in the dark.

I'm sorry about that. I mistook you
for someone else.

So I gathered.

- I had been drinking.
- I gathered that too.

- Mad?
- No.

- You're an American, aren't you?
- Yes.

Then what are you doing in the
Italian army?

It's not really the army, it's only the
ambulance.

It's very odd. Why did you do it?

I don't know. Why did you?

Oh, I joined up in England.

The fact is the boy I was engaged
to had gone across.

- Where is Miss Ferguson.
- Why don't you go and see?

Yes, do bring her out Captain
Rinaldi.

Have some?

Thanks.

He's sore.

What for?

Because I'm here with you.

Women prefer him as a rule.

Shall we take a walk?

Yes, let's.

- Where is he now?
- Who?

The boy you were engaged to.

He's dead.

He was killed in Assam.

Were you engaged long?

Eight years. We grew up together.

Why didn't you marry?

I didn't know what the war was like
then

If I had to do over again, I'd marry him.

When I joined up, I had this silly
idea that he may......

.....come to the hospital where I was.

With a saber cut I suppose and a
bandage around his head.

Shot through the shoulder.
Something picturesque.

This is a picturesque front. Not
France.

He didn't have a saber cut.

They blew him to bits.

What are you thinking about now?

About whiskey.

What about whiskey?

About how nice it is.

You're nice too.

No.

- Why not?
- No don't.

- Yes.
- No please!

I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?

It's all right.

I'm dreadly sorry. Really.

I just couldn't bear...

...the nurses' evening-off aspect of it.

It's quite all right. I don't mind at all.

Poor man.

You see......I've been leading a
funny sort of life.

Besides, you're so very beautiful.

You don't have to talk a lot of
nonsense, I said I'm sorry.

We could get along.

Couldn't we?

You're sweet.

- No I'm not.
- Yes, you're a dear.

I'd be very glad to have you
kiss me now, if you don't mind.

Your are looking for someone?

Have you seen Miss Barkley?

Miss Barkley?

Didn't she go out there with you?

With me?

No.

But just a little while ago?

I thought I saw her go out to the garden gate
with the lieutenant Henry.

She went out with an officer?
Alone?

Well, perhaps I was mistaken,
you know it is quite dark out there.

Oh she wouldn't do that.

No. No I am sure I was mistaken.

Where is she then?

You're a real girl.

I'm a crazy girl.

What?

with bad ??? ideals??

It's nice
and enough.

It's nice. I suppose that has to be enough

for people who live as we live.

Back home I'd have courted you and send you flowers.

Out here you crowd it all into one hour.

Not the way it's got to be, out here.

look,

tomorrow morning I have to go to the front again.

if a shell got me

and you never saw me again

then we'd both be sorry that we've been so formal

waiting

besides, what's this so fine,
putting it off

dragging it out?

hearing the auditions ??? tonight

- you're so.... tomorrow
- no

no wait, no please...

Catherine

Catherine

thank you for the lovely concert

I hope you are not worried about Miss Barkley?

It's not like her to disappear this way.

Perhaps if she felt ill and went home alone.

perhaps

good night

why didn't you tell me?

it doesn't matter.

if it had to happen,
I'd rather it were like this.

a new church out???
and those stars

why not?

why not?

there's a war on.

and tonight who cares,
and tomorrow who knows.

what did you say your name was?

stop it

if you know how I was back home,
you'd feel very sorry.

please, stop it

we blame everything on the war,
but that's rot

it's something in ourselves

the lady sat in the public square

and mourned her lost innocence

don't be sorry

I'm not

I love you

oh darling

Did you have a nice time baby?

You made progress with her, eh?

We're friends.
If that's what you mean?

I mean...was she nice to you,
practically speaking?

Shut up!

I am a man of extreme delicacy, but
was she.....

Rinaldi! Will you please shut up.

If you want to be a friend of mine,
shut up.

I am your best friend and your war
brother.

Then shut up.

Miss Barkley prefers you to me.
That is very clear.

But Miss Ferguson is very nice too.

Do you like her?

No!

That you of all people...

you're all geese, that's what you are

silly geese.

stop this bunk??? about woman's part in the war

we must bring solace to the men who fight

sacrifice ourselves,
give ourselves

if you'd known him for a long time,

had been in love with him

but you only met him tonight

How long must you know a man
before you can love him?

Are you pretending to be in love with that man?

I think I am.

I must be.

it couldn't have happened.

you're just another humped up steam???

one in a hundred

you'll probably never see him again.

he said if he'd met me back home

he'd have courted me

send me flowers

but now

I suppose I won't ever see him again

Howdy. Good luck.

- Turn back.
- Back?

Yes, back!

- I want to see Miss Barkley.
- She's on duty.

Wait, don't go in there.

Why we come back here for?

Lt. knows what he's doing. Please.

- What's wrong?
- Aren't we going to get started here?

I thought you started. What are you
doing here?

We come back Senor Capitano.
The Lt. forgot something.

Hi....you're all right aren't you?

Yes, I'm all right.

I came to..

I thought.....

...you see.

I'm going to be away for a while..

...and I didn't want you to think that
I'd just gone away.

No, I...

What I mean is.....

....I'd hate to have you feel that...

it wasn't important to me..

..about us.

I don't exactly know how to say it.

You said it very nicely dear, thank-you.

No, no I didn't.

- You mustn't feel.
- Will you be gone long?

No.

Only a few days. There's going to
be a show up above Plava.

A show? You'll be careful won't you?

I won't get hit.

Hold this.

Here....

It's a St. Anthony.

They said St. Anthony is very
useful to guard you from harm.

I'll take good care of him.

But I wish I could kiss you.

He is my friend and a good soldier

I would hate to see him lose his
head over a woman.

Aren't you exaggerating a bit.

I think not.

Couldn't we send her back to the
base, Major?

Oh, if you could send her away it
would simplify everything

Could perhaps send her to Milan.

Excellent my dear Major.
Magnificent. No wonder the

What did you say her name was?

We won't get anything else to eat,
once the attacks start.

This is all they given me.

Starting to eat the rations?

No, we'll all eat together. Come on
and sit down.

Thank-you.

Here, you cut this.

Here, take some cheese.

Wash it down with wine.

Who caused the attack?

Bersaglieri.

If nobody would attack,
the war would be over.

420?
- No, 305...

- It sounded like a Skoda to me.
- Skoda, that's what I say.

Lt.! Are you hurt?

My leg.

Both of my legs.

Lacerations of the scalp and
possible fracture of the skull.

Multiply superficial wounds of the
left and right thigh

......left and right knee and right
foot.....

profound wounds of right knee and foot
in current line of duty. Next patient

Lift him up on the table. Carefully.

How do you feel, baby?

Rinaldi. What are you doing here?

Boneldo telephoned me.

The Major gave me permission to come.

No one shall hurt you baby. I won't
let them.

No butcher is going to touch my war
brother.

Only Rinaldi can take you and
never hurt you.

You must forgive baby, for talking
so much...

...but I am, I am very moved to see
you bodily wounded.

I will see that you are decorated for
bravery.

Perhaps we can you you the
medallio d'argento, but surely the bronze

I didn't carry anybody. I couldn't
move.

Surely there was something very
heroic in what you did.

I was blown up eating cheese.

Don't worry baby. I will fix you so
that you are as good as new.

You will see, everyday, I learn to
do things smoother, quicker.

Soon, very soon, you will be
walking again.

I brought a present for you.

You will find it under your blanket,
next to your heart.

It is a bottle of brandy baby. Very
good brandy.

The infantry captured it from the
Austrians on San Gabrielle.

I have another surprise for you.

Take a deep breath.

Where do you think you will go from
here?

To the Italian hospital where they
have the male nurses with the beards?

No!

I will arrange everything with my
friend, the British Major.

You will go to Milan. To the
beautiful Miss Barkley.

That makes you happy?

Poor Rinaldi. So alone with the
war...

No one to make fun of. No one to
lend him money.

While you are in Milan with the
beautiful Miss Barkley.

Making love in Milan to the chaste
Miss Barkley.

Look out for the step.

Why do you stop?

I am superintendent. May I have
your medical papers please.

They're in my coat. In the
buttoned-down pocket.

Take him up those stairs, down the
corridor.

His room is the one at the end.
You show him Julio.

Who are you?

I am the porter, Lt. Come follow me.

Now Lt., we must lift you up on the bed.

- All right. But keep my legs straight.
- Yes, yes Lt.

Can I get you anything?

- Get me some brandy.
- It is not allowed.

Wasn't I wounded, fighting for the
glory of Italy?

- You'll find some money in my pocket.
- As you wish.

- So it's you!
- Ferguson.

- Is Catherine here?
- As if you didn't know.

I believe that's why you got
wounded.

- Where is she?
-You ought to be still.

Here's your chart. I must take your
temperature.

Does she know I'm here?

Under the arm please.

- Hello darling.
- Catherine.

You're lovely.

- Are you badly hurt?
- You're lovely.

- Oh my poor darling. It's your leg isn't it?
- You're the loveliest thing I ever saw.

I have to go now darling, I can't stay.

- Will you come back?
- Later, but we have to be awfully careful.

- You've got to come back.
- I will, when I can.

- Tonight?
- I'll try?

Somebody's coming.

Tonight.

I'll take that thermometer now.

Good gracious.

Fetch the doctor.

It's a miracle you're not delirious
with such a fever.

- I haven't got any fever.
- Stay quiet.

It's not what you think.

I've brought you a few little things.

And this is mosquito netting and
this is a bottle of vermouth.

You like vermouth?

- And these are English papers.
- Thank you for that.

It was very good of you to come.

I mustn't stay long. They warned
me not to tire you.

You seem very tired yourself.

I am tired. I have no right to be.

You have the war disgusted.

No, I hate the war.

- I don't enjoy it.
- But you do not mind it.

You do not see it. Oh, you must
forgive me. I know that you are wounded.

That was an accident.

Still even wounded, you do not see it.

I can tell. I do not see it myself, but
I feel it a little.

Come in Cath.

Don't go yet Father. It's still early.

Are you sure. With the operation in
the morning, he should rest.

He's strong.

He has a lovely temperature. It is
always normal.

I'm very proud of his temperature.

Maybe all of our children will have
fine temperatures too.

Our children will probably have
beastly temperatures.

Don't mind us Father. We're in love.

I know....

I can see it in your faces.

You approve, don't you, Father?

You spoke of children.

This too is the war. Without the war,
you would have married in Gods grace.

Is it not so?

And you?

I hadn't thought about it like that.
But...

yes, I suppose so.

Father, are you...

Is that the marriage service?

Don't you realize father
that army regulations prevent us from marrying?

it's in Katano??

Poor chap.

It's such a crazy marriage.

At least I'm in white.

No orange blossoms.

I can smell them.

No organ music.

I can hear it plainly.

It was a foolish notion perhaps.

I have not the right to say you are married.

Yet it has made me happy to do this.

For now, from my heart, can I say I
bless you in His name.

Thank-you Father.

Good-bye and be happy, both of you.

Thank-you Father.

- Give my regards to the mess.
- I will.

And get well soon. I will come
again the next time I am in Milan.

- Good-bye my dear.
- Good-bye.

Is Miss Barkley here?

no.

Shut the door.

- But dear!
- please darling

we mustn't do it.
your operation's in the morning.

it's our wedding night.

oh darling

you'll have to take your oil.

castor oil? no!

you'll take it from me

I'll take anything from you

if you stay

oh darling darling

I want what you want.

there isn't any me any more,
just what you want

you're sweet

when I think about the way...

such a lovely way

feel all we feel...

no woman in my heart beat..

I'm mad about you...

That's the opera I made my debut in
at La Scala.

They threw benches at him.

-That's a lie.
- Yes, they did. I threw six benches myself.

That's not funny.

Oh now he is offended.

He'll get over it. That's his sore
spot. We always tease him.

- You don't care whom you hurt.
- Now don't you get mad too.

Catherine and I were thinking of
asking you to our wedding.

Weren't we Catherine?

- You'll never get married.
- We will!

No you won't.
You'll fight before you marry.

- Oh, we never fight.
- You've time yet.

We won't fight ever.

You'll die then.

Fight or die. That's what people do.

- They don't marry.
- Fergie...

I'm not crying.

Maybe you'll be all right, you two.

Watch out you don't get her into trouble.

I won't get her into trouble.

We've had enough.

They'll kill you.

Why, Fergie.....

What is the matter with her?

She doesn't like me, that's all.

Oh no. She just likes me more.

Are you on night duty tonight?

Yes, but you won't care.
You'll go right off to sleep.

You wait and see......

Darling.....how many other girls
have you ever loved?

None.

How many, really?

None.

How many have you...

how do you say it?

... loved?

- None.
- you're lying to me.

Of course.

that's right, just keep on lying,
that's what I want you to do.

Were they pretty?

I've never been with anyone.

That's right darling.

What were they like?

I don't know anything about it.

You're just mine. That's true.
You've never belonged to anyone else.

I don't care if you have though. I'm
not afraid of them.

Only don't tell me about them.

You never told them you loved them
did you?

- No.
- I knew you wouldn't.

-Oh darling, I do love you.
- Then, kiss me.

- Right here on the street?
- Yes.

I'll go in first.

What is this? If I may ask.

What was in it.

That's K�mmel. That's the best kind. It comes
in those bear shaped bottles from Russia.

And these.

That's brandy, wine and whiskey.

And I have been pitying you for
being wounded.

Pity is something that is wasted on you.

Thank you.

If you're so anxious not to go back
to the front......

.....I should think you'd try
something more intelligent.

Not self-inflicted alcoholism.

- What?
- I said alcoholism.

And I also say, that I'll see you
convalescent leave is canceled.

You'll go back to the front tomorrow night.

Have I time for a drink before the
train leaves?

- For the front?
- Yes.

In about 20 minutes senor
Capitano.

it's a fine room, a lovely room

it's alright

the red plush is just the thing.

those mirrors are very attractive too

people who go in for vice
seem to have very good taste about it

you're a grand girl

oh darling

I wish you could do something really simple

everything we do seems so innocent and right.

You're a fine simple girl.

I am a simple girl. Nobody but
you ever realized it.

At first, I thought you were a crazy
girl.

I was a little crazy at first.

Is that your train?

Maybe.....

It makes a return. But it stays in the
station here until it is time to leave.

There's really lots of time.

But at my back, I always hear, time's
wicked chariot hurrying near"....

I know that poem. It's by Marlowe.

only it's about a girl
who wouldn't live with a man.

Listen.

It's only the rain.

I hate the rain.

I like it.

I'm afraid of the rain.

Afraid, why?

I.....

Oh, perhaps it's silly.

What? Tell me.

- No. Don't make me.
- Tell me.

All right.,

I'm afraid of the rain, because
sometimes I see me dead in it.

No!

And sometimes I see you dead in it.

-Well that's more likely.
-Oh no darling, don't say that.

That is your train.

"Time's winged chariot".

I'll come with you.

No, please, I don't want you. Not
at the station.

All right darling.

How often will you write?

As often as I can. Do they read
your letters?

They can't read English enough to
hurt anything.

Well I'll make them very confusing.

But not too confusing.

Oh, I should have got you a going-
away gift.

A whistle to make you feel better in
the dark.

Or a sword. I'm sure we could get
a used sword very cheap.

Swords aren't very useful at the
front.

Oh I see, they get in the way of
your legs when you are running.

They might be useful at mess
though.

I'm afraid I have to start, darling.

I hate to leave our fine house.

So do I.

We never stay settled very long in a
home, do we?

We will.

I'll have a fine home for you when
you come back.

Say I'll come back to Catherine.

I'll come back to Catherine.

I'll always come back.

Maybe this time, you'll be hurt just a
little in the foot.

Or the lobe of the ear.

Oh no. I want your ears just the
way they are.

Your feet have been hurt already.

I want a ticket to Switzerland
please.

- Where Senora, to what town?
- The nearest one to Italy.

- That would be Brissago.
- Then give me a ticket to Brissago.

All right.

Oh Fergie, I was afraid you wouldn't
come.

Would you mind telling me what this
is all about?

- I'm going away.
- So I gathered by this, but where, why.....

To Switzerland, to have a baby.

I knew he's get you in trouble.

it wasn't his fault

what are you going to do about it?

he doesn't know it.

You didn't tell him?

What would be the good. It would only
worry him and he would have to go anyway.

Aren't you going to tell him.

Well, not yet.
I may write him from Switzerland.

-You're a fool.
- Here Signora.

- On track three.
- Thank-you.

What's the hurry?
Why tonight?

I couldn't go back to that hospital.

I couldn't stand it. Not with him
gone.

- But you'll be all alone in Switzerland.....
- Now don't worry Fergie, I'll be all right.

You're not afraid of anything are you?

Only of going back to that hospital.

Don't scold me Fergie.

I'll carry it.

I've always told you I was a crazy girl.....

I couldn't bear Milan while you were away.

So, I've chucked the war and come
to live in this little Swiss town....

......as near as possible to the
Italian border.....

and you.

And darling, it's an adorable place
and we'll be very happy here.

I've taken a suite....

....in the best hotel.

And I am fairly wallowing in luxury.
The bed is Empire and fit for an empress.

There is a maroon velvet carpet,
ankle deep.......

....and a bathroom, or darling the
bathroom.

It's a black marble, with silver
fittings.

I've just dined in state, at my sitting-
room window.

From which there is a divine view
of the lake, shimmering in moonlight.

I'm an awful liar darling.....

It's not really a nice place at all. It's
mean, cheap and horrible.

But it doesn't matter where I live....

....because I don't really live at all,
when I'm not with you.

Darling....

What I really want to tell you is...

......I shall lie awake in the dark and cry
because you are not here.

I'm lonely and frightened.

And I love you.

-Hurry baby.
- Why?

- It's time to go.
- Go where?

But I told you before to the Villa
Rosa. New girls. Everybody is going.

No, not me.

But you must. It will be a fine party
and besides I said that you would go.

I can't. I've got to write a letter.

To that little......everyday, more
letters. You might as well be married.

That's my business.

Oh baby. How are you ever going
to come back to me?

Serious, like a shopkeeper with a
liver. Where is my war brother, who

......and go to the Villa Rosa every night?

Leave me alone, will you?

Why? Isn't she just a girl?

Keep her out of this.

Secrets. Believe me baby.....

...secrets subjects are not good for
soldiers.

Why don't you be like me? All fire
and smoke.

And nothing inside.

- Come on baby.
- You're drunk, stop it.

Of course I am drunk. You come
with me and you will be drunk too.

Come on baby.

Oh, I am sorry. Now you must
come. There is no more ink.

Get your hands off me and get out!

Poor baby....

Tomorrow I will get you drunk,
and I will take out your liver

...and I will put you in a good Italian
liver and make a man of you again.

Ciao baby

You're going out Senor Capitano?

Yes, why?

The mail just came, Senor
Capitano.

You censure it.

Senor Capitano.....the officers' mail too?

- Aren't you going to open them
Senor Capitano? - No!

I'm in a hurry.

- Send this one back.
- Yes, Senor Capitano.

I do not like to see himself lose his
head over a woman.

Yes Senor Capitano.

And today my letters came back.
Everyone that I'd ever written to her.

Came back?

Just marked return to sender.
Person unknown.

Well, that's very strange.

-32 letters. She never got one.
- Well, that's why she never wrote you.

No, she'd have written me anyway.
Something's happened to her.

- Have you tried......
- I can't get any information at all.

- I've got to go and find her, myself.
- Now, can you?

I'm going to Milan.
I'll find her.

Leave of absence forbidden
since that battle in the north again.

- I'm going anyway.
- that's desertion.

- I don't care, I'm going.
- You'll be caught.

- You mustn't do this Frederico
- Yes I must.

That's what I wanted to tell you padre.

What does this war mean to me
anymore?

What does anything mean, but
finding her.

- But Frederico, consider the.......
- I can depend on you padre?

Say good-bye to Rinaldi and the
others for me.

- When are you leaving?
- Now.

While they are at dinner. And by
morning when they miss me, I'll be

If they ask me.....what do I
say...what....

Anything you like.

- Good-bye Father.
- Good-bye Frederico.

May the Lord bless and preserve
you.

What are you doing in the yards?

- Looking for stragglers.
- What do you do with them?

Send them back to fight invaders.

Every foot of Italian soil must be
regained.

- Suppose they don't want to go back?
- Then we shoot them?

Who's there?

Where's Catherine?

- What are you doing back here?
- Where's Cathy?

I know you. You run away. You're a
deserter.

- Where is she? I've got to see her.
- You can't. She's gone.

- Gone! Where?
- You'd better get out.

Has she been transferred?

If you don't get out of here, I'll
scream and bring the whole

- Why'd she go. Where? Tell me.
- No!

Tell me where she is!

go ahead and choke me, but I won't tell,
you've done her enough harm.

what do you mean?

I said you'd get her into trouble.

I hate you.

I hate you, understand? I won't tell
you anything.

I hope they catch you.
I hope they shoot you.

To pay you back for what you've
done to her. Making her have a baby.

Baby?

I warned you, but you didn't care.
Not about her.

- Now she's had to go away.
- Where?

Where? For pity's sake, tell me.

- Fergie!
- No!

No, no!

And get me some clothes. A full
outfit. I can't go around in this uniform.

As long as I don't get mixed up in it
myself.

You won't. I just want you to get
some things and put an

I really oughtn't to, if I had any sense.

I know I shall have awful gas pains
in the morning as a result of this.

Just say......

Catherine, where are you?

I am free at last.

Meet me at the Palace Hotel,
Stressa.

Signed Frederic.

The Major made an obituary
speech in your memory and the

Vermouth. One for you?
Two vermouth.

You see, we all thought you were
dead.

It never occurred to us that you
could be shell-shocked, wandered

How did you find me?

I saw your advertisement in the paper.

But as soon as we knew, we arranged everything.
Rinaldi will work on you, one of his miraculous cures.

You will go back a hero.

I'm not going back.

They will decorate you for bravery.
They will even promote you.

No!

I'm through the war. Get that
straight.

But you can't do that. You can't say
I am through with the war.

They will not let you do that.

Two vermouth.

- Can I speak to you a moment sir?
- It's all right Harry, he's my friend.

I.......

He keeps telling me it is dangerous
for me to stay here any longer.

The policeman was in tonight.
He spoke of notifying the carabiniere.

- When will they come?
- Tonight, tomorrow , who knows......but soon.

My boat is still ready sir.

Thank-you Harry.

If they arrest you, no one can save you.

- I know that.
- They will shoot you.

Look! Get this through your head,
I'm not going back!

I'm going to wait here until I can find
Catherine.

And how do you expect to do that?

I've got some people looking for her.

- If that is more important than......
- She's going to have a baby.

My baby.

So. That means everything to you.

Yes, it would.

It means that I got to find her...

... and get her out of Italy.

- Perhaps she's no longer in Italy.
- What makes you say that?

She is in Switzerland.

Where?

- Brissago.
- Brissago?

Harry!

Will you do one for me too?

Yes madame. Step around here.

No. Just the head please.

Isn't there any mail for me yet?

Ah, madame. Yes, yes today there
are letters.

- Many letters.
- Many!

- 20.
- 20! Well that was worth waiting for....

It is across the lake. Off course,
about 55 km.

I'll make it.

- But at the frontier, there will be sentries.
- I know.

And you will have to watch out for
patrol boats. I will.

- If it blows too hard......
- I won't drown.

Have you enough money? Here.

Won't you need it?

There must be a Villa Rosa in Ponte None.

Always the same girls, until they
become like old friends. Like war comrades.

Take it baby, please, please.

You're a good egg.

No, I am not a good egg. I am a
fool.

But, if I had understood how you felt
about her......

Good luck baby.

Ciao baby.

It doesn't work.

- Should I get a new cylinder doctor?
- It is a new cylinder.

Oh I wanted so to have this baby
and not make any trouble....

....and now I'm all done... All
gone to pieces.

She is losing strength fast doctor.

There's no use. I'll have to operate.

That was lovely.....

...Frederic....darling.....

You mustn't worry darling.

I'm not going to die now.

I got past the place where I was
going to die.

practically.

Of course you are not going to die.
You mustn't think about it.

- Is she going to be all right?
- Are you her husband?

Yes.

She kept calling for you all night. lt
would have been better if you'd been here.

I'm sorry.....is she in danger?

- She is very weak.
- Do you suppose I could see her now?

- Later......later.
- It won't be long.

You can't die.

Did you call?

No, I didn't say anything.

Not yet.

- Is she all right?
- I hope so.

The baby?

A boy, but it was already dead
before she ever came in here.

But she'll be all right?

That's not in my hands any longer.

Go across the street and get
yourself some breakfast.

You look as if you need it.

It will be some time before she can
see you.

You've had children?
What was it like?

I beg your pardon? What did you say?

Nothing. Some coffee please
and a brioche.

It's in the papers. Italy has won.

Thank God it's over.

This is the beginning of the end....

....but it will be a long time before
they can rebuild.

In the early morning hours of
November 4th.....

the Austrio-Hungarian supreme command....

..accepted the armistice conditions laid down
by the General Badoglio.

Don't let her die.

Oh God, please don't let her die.

I'll do anything for you, if you don't
let her die.

You took the baby......that was all
right..

...but don't let her die.

Please, please dear God, don't let
her die.

Her husband's out there.

Might as well let him in.

I knew he was coming.

When I went under, I knew he was here.

You won't tell him will you?

Tell him what?

That I'm going to die.

- No, we won't tell him.
- Thank-you.

Doctor......

...have I long?

Don't you see?

I have to know.

Not long.

Let him come in.

No wait.

Could I have my bag first?

Such a mess.

He never liked me to be pale.

You can go in now.

- Catherine.....
- Darling......

- You're all right?
- I'm fine.

Did you worry about me?

I came as soon as I found where
you were.

Poor darling.....

Let me look at you.

You're wet and tired.....

Sit down now darling.....here.....

You're going to be all right
Catherine.

Do you want me to do anything
Cat?

- Can I get you anything?
- No.

Just talk to me.

Tell me that you haven't stopped
loving me.

You know I couldn't stop.

I like to hear you say it though.

I'll never stop loving you.

Never?

Not even....

..if I died.

Never!

You'd never do odd things with any other girls

or say the same things, would you?

never

I want you to have other girls.

I don't want them.

That's right dear.

Try to sleep, Cat.

When I get well......

...we'll take a little house in the
mountains....

We always planned a house of our
own, remember?

I'll get you a fine house.

We'll live in it until the war is over.

Then you'll go back to America and
be a splendid architect.

We'll be married all over again......in
a church.

In a church.

Darling.....

....I'm going to die.

- Don't let me die.
- Cat!

Take me in your arms, hold me
tight.

- Don't let me go........
- Catherine.

It's dark out there alone.

I don't want to leave you anymore.
I've been alone so much.

You can't die. You're too brave to die.

You're a fine girl. A brave girl.

Yes...I....

...I am a brave girl.

Whatever happens, you'll not be
afraid.

I'll not be afraid.

We've never been apart. Really.
Not since we met.

Not since we met.

We never can be.

- Never parted.
- In life and in death.

Say it, Cat!

In life and in death, we'll never be
parted.

You do believe that? Don't you, Cat?

I believe it...

....and I'm not afraid.

Peace.......

Peace