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- How are you?
- Okay.

Your leg will be fine.

A lot of shrapnel came out. l saved
you the pieces.

You are the prettiest girl l've ever seen.

l don't think so. Here.

- Would you kiss me?
- No. l'll get you some tea.

- lt would mean such a lot to me.
-Would it?

Thank you.

- l can't sleep. Would you kiss me?
- Oh.

- You're so pretty.
- Will you tuck me in, plesse?

Very funny. Go to sleep now.

- Where's the doctor?
- Don't ssk.

God, l hate giving blood. Can't stand needles.

ls there anybody from Picton?

Picton? l don't know.

l'd like to see somebody from home before l go.

- Do we have anybody from Picton?
- Why Picton?

He's from there. Edge of Lake Ontario
right, soldier?

That's where your sweetie's from
isn't it? Around there?

Ask him what company he's with.

- Third Canadian Fusiliers.
- Third Canadian Fusiliers.

Does he know Captain McGan?

He bought it yesterday. Shot to bits.

- What did he say?
- Doesn't know him.

Hana, get down!

He's dead.

He's dead.

Name, rank, serial number?

No, sorry.

l think l wss a pilot.

l wss found in the wreckage of a plane at the
beginning of the war.

Can you remember where you were born?

Am l being interrogated?

You should be trying to trick me,
make me speak German.

- Which l can, by the way.
- Why?

- Are you German?
- No.

How do you know you're not German if you don't
remember anything?

Might... Might l have a sip of water?

- Thank you.
- lt's okay.

l remember lots of things.

l remember her garden
plunging down to the sea.

- Nothing between you and France.
- This wss your garden?

- Or my wife's.
- You were married then?

l think so. Although l believe that to be true of
a number of Germans.

Look.

l have this much lung.

The rest of my organs are packing up.

What could it possibly matter if l'm a
Tutankhamen?

l'm a bit of... tosst, my friend.

Sorry l can't help you.

Are you all right?

l know you hate to be moved. l'm sorry.

Hana!

- Jan?
- Hana!

There's meant to be lace in the next village. The
boys are gonna take me.

- You don't have any money, do ya?
- No.

- Just in csse there's a sale.
- No.

Hana, l know you do. Come on.

- No!
- Oh, come on.

l swear to God
this'll be the lsst time. l swear.

She's a softie. She loves me.

l'll pay you back! l promise!

l'm not sewing anything else for you.

l love you!

Whoa! Pienza, boys!

Get some water over here!

Jan! Oh, no!

Hana, where're you going?

- Stay back!
- Stop, Hana!

Stay...

No!

No!

- Hey! Hey!
- Don't move!

Don't move! Don't move!

Stand absolutely still!

You're walking in a mine field!

Good.

That's good.

Just stay still for me...

and we'll be fine.

What are you doing?

What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?

lt's Jan's.

Are you in pain? Do you need something?

- Yes.
- Okay.

Are you okay?

- You and Jan were...
- We keep moving him in and out of the truck.

Why? He's dying. What's the point?

We can hardly leave him. Do you mean leave him?

No, no
l don't mean leave him.

This will help you.

l must be a curse.

Anybody who loves me...

anybody who gets close to me...

Oh, l must be cursed.

Which is it?

- When he dies, l'll catch up.
- lt's not safe here.

The whole country's crawling with bandits and
Germans and God knows what.

- lt's madness! l can't allow it.
- The war is over.

How can it be desertion?

lt's not over everywhere. l didn't mean literally.

Tthhhissss issss nnoorrrmmaaaml, aaam sssshhhoocckkkk
fffoorraaamll oofff uuussss, Hhaaamnnaaam.

l need morphine, a lot. And a pistol.

lf anything ever happened to you
l'd never forgive myself.

We're heading for Leghorn.

''Livorno
'' the ltalians call it.

We'll expect you.

Finneeeu.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome, ma'am.

- Oh, Hana.
- l'll be okay.

l'll catch up. Good.

What... What wss all that banging?

Are you... Are you fighting rats
or the entire German army?

No. l wss repairing the stairs.

l found a library
and the books were very useful.

Before you find too many uses for those books

you might read some to me.

l think they're all in ltalian
but l'll look, yes.

- What about your own book?
- My book?

Oh, yes
the Herodotus.

Yes, you can read him.

Oh. l found plums.

We have plums in the orchard. There.

We have an orchard.

Herodotus is the father of history.

- Do you know that?
- l don't know anything.

Hmm.

lt's a...

lt's a very plum...

plum.

A mountain the shape of a woman's back.
Good, good.

- Hello, Geoffrey!
- Madox, hello!

- Welcome to the expedition.
- How do you do? Geoffrey Clifton.

Splendid to finally meet you all.

This is Dante D'Agostino and Diggy Bermann, our
archaeologist.

- Beautiful plane.
- This is Sharif Al Fouad, Egyptologist.

- And this is my wife, Katharine.
- Hello.

We're your new apprentices.

Welcome to the lnternational Sand Club.

- To the lnternational Sand Club.
- l'll get cups.

- Marvellous plane. Did you look?
- Yes.

lsn't it? A wedding present from
Katharine's parents.

We're calling it Rupert Bear.

- Hello. Geoffrey Clifton.
- Almssy.

We can finally consign my old bird to
the scrap heap.

Mrs Clifton
l'd like to present...

- Count Almssy.
- Hello.

Geoffrey gave me your monograph and l wss
reading up in the desert.

- Very impressive.
- Thank you.

l wanted to meet the man who could write a long
paper with so few adjectives.

Well, a thing is still a thing
no matter what you place in front of it.

Big car, slow car
chauffeur-driven car.

- Broken car.
- lt's still a car.

- Not much use, though.
- Love?

Romantic love
plutonic love, filial love.

- Quite different things, surely.
- Uxoriousness.

That's my favourite kind of love. Excessive love
of one's wife.

Now there you have me.

- They're tourists.
- Absolute rot.

They're highly recommended by the Royal
Geographic Society.

She's charming and hss read everything.

- He's meant to be a ruddy good flier.
- We don't need another pilot.

He can make aerial maps of the whole route.

You can't explore from the air, Madox.

lf you could explore from the air
life would be very simple.

Contact.

Contact.

l should try and move the bed.

l want you to be able to see the view.

lt's good. lt's a view from a monsstery.

- l can already see.
- How?

- How can you see anything?
- No, no, not the window.

l can't bear the light anyway.

l can see all the way to the desert.

l'm turning you.

Exploring before the war
making maps.

hssss tthheeeurreeeu ssssaaamnnddd inn rmmyyyn eeeuyyyyeeessss??? AAAAArreeeu yyynoouuu ccheeeaaamnninng ssssaaamnnddd
fffrroormm rmmyyyn eeeaaamrrssss???

No sand. That's your morphine speaking.

l can see my wife in that view.

Are you remembering more?

- Could l have a cigarette?
- Are you crszy?

Why... Why are you so determined to keep me alive?

Because l'm a nurse.

Bravo.

- Next!
- Katharine!

''The King insisted that he would find some way...

''to prove beyond dispute...

''that his wife wss fairest of all women.

'''l will hide you in your room where we sleep, '
said Candaules...

- Said Candaules.''
- Candaules.

''CCCCaaamnndddaaamuuuheeessss.''

Candaules.

Candaules tells Gyges that the Queen hss the same
practise every night.

She takes off her clothes...

and puts them on the chair by the door
to her room.

'''And from where you stand

you will be able to gsze on her at your
leisure. '

And that evening, it's exactly ss the King hss
told him.

She goes to the chair

removes her clothes one by one

until she's standing naked in full view of Gyges.

And indeed, she wss more lovely than he could
have imagined.

But then
the Queen looked up...

and saw Gyges concealed in the shadows.

And although she said nothing, she shuddered.

And the next day

she sends for, for Gyges and challenged him.

- And hearing his story his is what she said.
- Off with his head!

She said, ''Either you must submit to death...

''for gszing on that which you should not

''or else kill my husband who hss shamed me...

and become King in his place.''

So Gyges kills the King

marries the Queen and becomes ruler of
Lydia for 28 years.

The end.

Shall l spin the bottle?

So, Geoffrey
let that be a lesson to you.

- D'Agostino!
- D'Agostino!

Are you ssleep?

Yes.

No. l'm dropping off.

Go away!

Go! Go!

Buon giorno.

- Hana?
- What do you want?

l met your friend Mary.

She said l should stop and see if
you were all right.

Apparently we're neighbours. My house is two
blocks from yours in Montreal.

Cabot
north of Laurier.

- Bonjour.
- Bonjour.

For you.

l'd like to take credit for it
but it's from Mary.

My name is David Caravaggio
but nobody ever called me David.

Caravaggio they find too absurd to miss out on.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh, shit. Stupid hands.

Let me do that.

They're fresh.

l haven't had an egg in...

Have you noticed there are chickens?

ln ltaly, you get chickens but no eggs.

ln Africa, they're always eggs but never chickens.

- Who's separating them?
- You were in Africa?

Yes, l wss.

So wss my patient.

Look, l'd like to stay for a while.

l have to do some work here.

l speak the language. There are partisans
to be disarmed.

We embrace them and see if we can relieve them of
their weapons

you know while we hide.

l wss a thief, so the army thought l'd be
good at it.

- So you can shoot a pistol?
- No.

Do you have a problem with those?

No.

- l should look at them before you go.
- Look.

lt's a big place. We needn't disturb each other.

l'll sleep in the stable.

lt doesn't matter where l sleep. l don't sleep.

l don't know what Mary told you about me, but l
don't need company.

l don't need to be looked after.

There is a man downstairs.

He brought us eggs. He might stay.

Why? Can he lay eggs?

He's Canadian.

Why are people always so happy when they collide
with one from the same place?

What happened in Montreal when you psssed a man
in the street?

Did you invite him to live with you?

He needn't disturb you.

He can't. l'm already disturbed.

There's a war. Where you come from
becomes important.

Why? l hate that idea.

Ah! lt's gonna work.

Gently.

Can l help?

lt's finished.

So, you're our Canadian pickpocket?

Thief l think is more accurate.

l understand you were in Africa. Whereabouts?

Oh, all over.

All over?

l kept trying to cover a very modest
portion and still failed.

- Are you leaving us?
- Yes.

Now's our opportunity to swap war wounds.

Then l'm definitely going.

Does she have war wounds?

l think anybody she ever loves...

tends to die on her.

- Are you planning to be the exception?
- Me?

l think you've got...

the wrong end of the stick, old boy.

So...

Caravaggio.

Hana thinks you invented your name.

And you've forgotten yours.

l said that no one would ever invent such a
preposterous name.

And l said you can forget everything

but you never forget your name.

Count Almssy.

That name mean anything to you?

Or Katharine Clifton?

Oh, l'm sorry.

- How much did you pay?
- Oh, hello.

They don't see foreign women in this market. How
much did you pay?

Um, 7, 8 pounds
l suppose.

- Which store?
- Why?

You've been cheated. Oh, don't worry,
we'll take it back.

l don't want to take it back.

- This is not worth 8 pounds.
- lt is to me.

- Did you bargain?
- l don't care to bargain.

That insults them.

l don't believe that. l think that you're
insulted by me somehow.

l'd be very happy to obtain the
correct price for this.

l apologize if l appear abrupt.

l'm rusty at social graces.

How do you find Cairo?

- Did you visit the pyramids?
- Excuse me.

Or the Sphinx?

Latitude, 25, 33. Longitude, 25, 16.

We attempt to drive northesst of Kofer
we'll leave our bones in the desert.

- l disagree.
- You're Hungarian. You always disagree.

- Good evening, gentlemen.
- Good evening.

- How is your charming wife?
- Marvellous.

She's in love with the hotel plumbing.

She's either in the swimming pool.
She swims for hours.

She's a fish. lt's quite incredible. Or she's
in the bath.

Actually, she's just outside.

Chaps only in the Long Bar.

Mrs Clifton.

You'll have to forgive us. We're not accustomed
to the company of women.

Not at all. l wss thoroughly enjoying my book.

- The team is in mourning, darling.
- Oh, really?

l'm afraid we're not having much luck obtaining
funds for the expedition.

Oh. Well, what'll you do?

More modest expedition
or even wait a year.

- lt's a dissster.
- Remind our families we still exist.

Good heavens
are you married, Madox?

Very much so. We all are.

- Save my friend Almssy here.
- l feel much better.

Don't you, darling? We were feeling rather
self-conscious.

Let's tosst, then. Absent wives.

- Absent wives.
- And present ones.

And future ones.

Thank you.

Excuse me. May l?

- Why did you follow me yesterday?
- l'm sorry. What?

After the market
you followed me to the hotel.

l wss concerned. A woman in that part of Cairo, a
European woman.

- l felt obliged to.
- You felt obliged to?

As the wife of one of our party.

So why follow me? Escort me, by all means.

But following me is predatory, isn't it?

Could l ssk you to move?

l'm sorry but l...

l'm sorry. Of course.

- lt's just when you move.
- lt wss too rude of me.

- l can't really bear the pressure...
- Are you all right?

l wss dreaming. Awful.

Hana.

Hana, are you all right?

Leave me alone.

You're in love with him
aren't you?

Your poor patient.

You think he's a saint because of the
way he looks.

l don't think he is.

l'm not so in love with him.

l'm in love with ghosts.

So is he. He's in love with ghosts.

What if l told you he did this to me?

How could he have? When?

l'm one of his ghosts
and he wouldn't even know it.

- l don't know what that means.
- Ask your saint who he is.

Ask him who he's killed.

Plesse, don't creep around this house.

See, l don't think he's forgotten anything!

l think he wants to forget!

Gentlemen, to mapmaking.

To mapmaking!

And a special thank you to Geoffrey and Katharine

without whose fund-raising heroics
we'd still be kicking our heels.

- To arm-twisting.
- Arm-twisting.

Did Katharine say Geoffrey hss to fly
back to Cairo?

Return the favour. Take a few photographs
for the army.

Oh, um, what kind of photographs?

Portraits.

The brigadier
the brigadier's wife

the brigadier's dog, brigadier by the pyramids,
brigadier breathing.

And l shall
of course, be bereft.

l'll finally be able to explore the Cairo
nightlife.

l shall produce an authoritative guide to the
zinc bars and...

l want to say hareems. Are we in the right
country for hareems?

Harems.

- Bye, my love.
- Travel safe.

Catch up in a week.

Clifton safe journey.

You too. Good luck. Glad the funds have turned up.

Clifton.

This is probably none of my business.

Your wife.

- Think it's appropriate to leave her?
- Appropriate?

Well, the desert is, it's, uh... for a woman,
it's very tough.

l wonder if it's not too much for her.

Are you mad? Katharine loves it here.
She told me yesterday.

- All the same, were l you...
- l've known Katharine since she wss three.

We were practically brother and sister before we
were man and wife.

l think l'd know what is and what isn't
too much for her.

l think she'd know herself.

Very well.

Why are you people so threatened by a woman?

l have come to love...

that little tap of the fingernail against the
syringe.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

Stop playing! Plesse, stop playing.

l don't have the key to that door. You...

The Germans were here. The Germans were all over
this area.

They left mines everywhere.

The pianos were their favourite hiding places.

l see. Sorry.

Then maybe you're safe ss long ss
you only play Bach.

He's German.

ls something funny?

No. l'm sorry.

l've met you before.

l don't think so.

Look. See?

Move that
and no more Bach.

Lieutenant! Are you all right, Sir?

Fine, Sergeant.

So you're working with the ltalians.

Yeah, trying to get them to give up their weapons.

l wss a thief, so the army thought
l'd be good at it.

l like the ltalians.

He wants us to move out.

He says there could be 5g more mines
in the building.

He thinks l'm mad because l laugh at him.

He's lndian.

- He wears a turban.
- No, he's Sikh.

lf he wears a turban
he's Sikh.

l'll probably marry him.

Really? That's sudden.

My mother always told me...

l would summon my husband by playing the piano.

- l liked it better when there were just the two of us.
- Why? ls he staying?

With his sergeant
a Mr Hardy.

We should charge. Doesn't anyone have a job to do?

They have to clear all the roads of mines. That's
a big job.

ln that csse, l... l suppose we can't charge.

No, we can't.

Thank you.

l've been thinking. How does someone like you
decide to come to the desert?

What is it? You...

You're doing whatever you're doing in your
csstle, or wherever it is you live

and one day you say ''l have to
get to the desert '' or what?

l once travelled with a guide who wss taking me
to Faya.

He didn't speak for nine hours.

At the end of it, he pointed at the horizon and
said, ''Faya.''

That wss a good day.

Actually, you sing.

- What?
- You sing.

All the time.

- l do not.
- Ask Al Auf.

Al Auf!

Give me your hand.

Thanks.

Madox!

Madox!

Madox!

- Come quickly! l've found something!
- What is it?

D'Ag! Bermann! Quick!

My God.

They're swimming.

They're swimming.

Ow!

- You okay?
- Yeah.

How do you explain...

to someone who hss never been here

fffAeeeeeeulinngssss wwwAwhhhicchhh sssmeeeeeeurmm quCcuuuiteeeu nnoorrrmmaaaml???

l don't know
my friend.

l don't know.

- Asah!
- Kamal!

Bermann
what are you doing?

Bermann!

Watch out! Watch out!

- Get them out of the car!
- Let me help!

Almssy
are you all right?

Yes, yes
l'm fine.

My wrist! Ah!

l'll be back ss quick ss l can
36 hours at the outside.

Try to get an additional radiator.

We can store it between here and Pottery Hill.
And a better jack.

- We planned badly.
- Bermann?

Safe journey.

Now what?

Let's get all this stuff off.

- l'll stay behind, of course.
- Certainly not.

- l caused the problem. l shall stay.
- You can't. None of you can.

No, l insist. There clearly isn't
room for all of us.

l'm the lesst able to dig, and l'm not one of the
walking wounded.

lt's only one night.

lf l remain, it's the most effective method of
persuading my husband...

to abandon whatever he's doing and come
and rescue us.

- All right.
- Come on, let's get going.

l thought you might like to psste them
into your book.

Well, we...

We took photographs.

There's no need.

No, really. l'd like you to have them.

Well, there's really no need. This is, um...

This is just a scrapbook. They are too good.

l should feel obliged. Thank you.

And that would be unconscionable
l suppose, wouldn't it?

To feel any obligation.

Yes, of course it would.

You should come into the shelter.

l'm quite all right
thank you.

- Look over there.
- What am l looking at?

Do you see what's happening to them
the stars?

- They're so untidy. l wss trying to rearrange them.
- No, no.

Over there.

ln a few minutes
there'll be no stars.

The air is filling with sand.

- This is not very good, is it?
- No.

- We will be all right?
- Yes.

Yes.

Absolutely.

''Yes'' is a comfort. ''Absolutely'' is not.

Let me tell you about winds.

There is a, a whirlwind from southern Morocco

the Aajej

against which the Fellahin defend themselves
with knives.

And there is a
a Ghibli from Tunis.

- A Ghibli?
- A Ghibli.

Which rolls and rolls and rolls and produces a...

A rather strange nervous condition.

And then there is the
the Harmatten

aaam rreeeuddd wwwAwinnddd, wwwAwhhhicchhh rmmaaamrrinneeeurrssss caaamlheeeuddd ''aaam sssmeeeaaam oofff
dddaaamrrkkknneeesssmssss.''

And red sand from this wind...

hss flown ss far ss the south cosst of England

apparently producing...

showers so dense that they were mistaken
for blood.

Ficcttioonnk

We have a house on that cosst and it hss never,
never rained blood.

No, it's all true. Herodotus, your friend.

- My friend.
- Your fri...

He writes about it...

and he writes about...

a, a wind, the Simoon

which a nation thought wss so evil

they declared war on it and marched
out against it.

ln full battle dress.

Their swords raised.

Katharine, Katharine, l need to get out your
side, quickly.

A car! Let me out!

Of course. l'm sorry.

Ridiculous to fall ssleep!

Unforgivable!

Damn! The flare!

Stop! Over here!

Here!

Stop!

Madox!

Madox! Madox!

Our tracks have disappeared.

Madox will calculate how many miles. He'll soon
turn around.

Could l ssk you
plesse, to...

psste your paintings into my book.

l... l should like to have them.

l should be honoured.

The others!

- Oh, God.
- Quick!

Oh, how awful! Are we going to get them out?

Quick! Get the other shovel!

Am l a terrible coward to ssk how much
water we have left?

A little in our can. We have, uh, water in the
radiator, which can be drunk.

And, uh, that's not cowardly at all. lt's
extremely practical.

We, uh... Oh, come on! Come on!

There's also a plant.

l've never seen it but l believe you can cut a
piece the size of a heart from this plant

and the next morning it'll be filled with a
delicious liquid.

Find that plant
cut out its heart.

Here.

Here's the window.

Clear the glsss. l'll clear the door.
Mind your hands.

lt's okay. We're here.

Come on
clear it quickly.

Hang on. Coming.

- l've got it. l've got it.
- Help them out. Here.

Katharine.

Water.

Geoffrey's not in Cairo.

He's not actually a buffoon.

The plane wssn't a wedding present.

lt belongs to the British government.

They want aerial maps of the whole of
North Africa.

So l think he's in Ethiopia.

ln csse you're counting on his sudden appearance.

And the marriage.

ls that a fiction?

No, the marriage isn't a fiction.

Oh, thank God.

Thank God.

Madox. lt's Madox.

Am l K. ln your book?

l think l must be.

Chapter one.

''He sat in defiance of municipal orders sstride
the gun 2amzammah...''

l can't read these words. l can't read them. They
stick in my throat.

Because you're reading it too fsst.

- Not at all.
- You have to read Kipling slowly.

The eye is too impatient. Think about the
speed of his pen.

What is it? ''He sat, comma

''in defiance of municipal orders, comma

''sstride the gun 2amzammah...

on her brick...'' What is it?

''Brick platform, opposite the old Ajaib-Gher.''

''The wonder house, comma

ss the natives called the Lahore Museum.''

lt's still there, the cannon
outside the museum.

Made of metal cups and bowls taken from every
household in the city ss tsx

then melted down.

Then later, they fired the cannon at my people

comma
the natives.

Fuuull sssmttooyhh.

What exactly is it you object to?

The writer
or what he's writing about?

What l really object to, Uncle

is your finishing all my condensed milk.

And the message everywhere in your book
however slowly l read it

that the best thing for lndia is to be ruled by
the British.

Hana, we have discovered a shared plessure, the
boy and l.

- Arguing about books?
- Condensed milk.

One of the truly great inventions.

l'll get another tin.

l didn't like that book either.
lt's all about men.

Too many men. Just like this house.

You like him, don't you? Your voice changes.

No, l don't think it does.

Anyway
he's indifferent to me.

l don't think it's indifference.

- Hana wss just telling me you're indifferent...
- Hey!

to her cooking.

Well, l'm indifferent to cooking.

Not Hana's cooking in particular.

Have either of you tried condensed milk
sandwiches?

They're very good with salt.

Welcome back Madam.

Will you not come in?

No.

- l should go home.
- Will you plesse come in?

Mrs Clifton.

Don't.

l believe you still have my book.

Thank you.

You still have sand in your hair.

l'm impressed you can sew.

Good.

You sew very badly.

Well, you don't sew at all.

A woman should never learn to sew

and if she can
she shouldn't admit to it.

Close your eyes.

lt makes it harder still.

Hmm.

When were you most happy?

Now.

And when were you lesst happy?

Now.

- What do you love?
- What do l love?

ayhaaamyyyn ''eeeuwrAeeeurryyyytthhhinng.''
- eeeutt'ssss sssmeeeeeeu.

- Water.
- Mm-hmm.

Fisssshhh inn itt.

And hedgehogs. l love hedgehogs.

And what else?

Marmite. l'm addicted.

And baths. But not with other people.

lslands.

And your handwriting.

- Mmm.
- l could go on all day.

Go on all day.

My husband.

And what do you hate most?

A lie.

What do you hate most?

Ownership.

Being owned.

When you leave
you should forget me.

- Who is this?
- Don't you recognize me?

ls it you? So fat.

- Hmm.
- That's a Christmss cracker.

Firreeeuccrraaamcckkkeeeurr.

- This isn't your handwriting, is it?
- Yes, it is.

''December 22nd.

''Betrayals in war are childlike...

''compared with our betrayals during peace.

''New lovers are nervous and tender...

''but smssh everything.

For the heart is an organ of fire.''

''Foorrtthheeeu hheeeaaamrrtt issss aaamnn oorrgaaamnn ooffffffirreeeu.''

l love that.

l believe that.

K?

- Who is K?
- K...

is for Katharine.

Merry Christmss! Merry Christmss!

- Say you're sick.
- What? No.

Say you're feeling faint. The heat.

- No.
- l can't work.

- l can't sleep.
- Katharine.

Coming.

l can't sleep. l wake up shouting in the middle
of the night.

- Geoffrey thinks it's the thing in the desert, trauma.
- l can still tsste you.

- Fill uuuyhh tthhhissss. htt'ssss eeeurmmyhhttyyyn.
- oOOOOhhh.

l try to write
with your tsste in my mouth.

Swoon.

l'll catch you.

- Come along with me now!
- Merry Christmss, everyone!

Merry Christmss!

- Katharine! Oh, my goodness!
- Oh.

Feeeutcchhh aaam cchhhaaamirr.

No, l'm fine.

- lt's this heat. lt's terrible.
- ls she all right?

- She's quite all right.
- Oh, good.

- Are you pregnant?
- Oh, l don't think so, no.

How romantic.

With Fiona, l fell over every five minutes.

Ronnie christened me ''Lady Downfall.''

Do you know, l think l might go inside and sit
down for a few minutes.

- l'll come with you.
- No, l'll be all right. You stay here.

Are you sure?

Happy Christmss!

- Have you seen Katharine?
- What?

- lt's Clifton under here.
- Oh.

No, l haven't. Sorry.

Darling
l just heard.

You poor sausage. Are you all right?

l'm fine. l'm just too hot.

Lady H thought you might be pregnant.

l'm not pregnant. l'm just hot. Too hot, like you.

l'm sweltering
in fact.

Come on
l'll take you home.

Can't we really go home? l can't breathe.

l am dying for green. Anything green, or rain.

lt's Christmss and it's all... Oh, l don't know.

lf you ssked me, l'd go home tomorrow.
lf you wanted.

Darling, you know we can't go home.
There might be a war.

Oh, Geoffrey
you do so love a disguise.

l do so love you.

Mmm.

- What do you smell of?
- What?

Marzipan. l think you've got marzipan
in your hair.

No wonder you're homesick.

ls it you?

What?

lf l said ''Moose''...

Moose? Who the hell's Moose?

l look different.

Why shouldn't you?

l heard your breathing.

l thought it wss the rain. l'm dying for rain.

Well, l'm dying anyway but l...

l long for the rain on my face.

Firrsssmtt wwwAweeeuddddddinng aaamnnnniwrAeeeurrssssaaamrryyyn
wwwAwhhhaaamtt dddoo yyynoouuu caaamll itt???

Ha, l don't know. Paper?

ls it? l don't know.

Paper.

Paper?

Darling, it's me. Listen, l'm sorry,
something's come up.

- Oh, no.
- Now don't sulk. l'll be back tomorrow evening.

l'm going to sulk
and l'm not moving till you get back in.

Promise? That's good.

Okay, my sausage
l love you.

- l didn't know you were going anywhere.
- l'm not.

l'm going to surprise her. lt's our anniversary.
She's forgotten, of course.

What's the symbol of your first anniversary? l
should get something.

ls it cotton or paper?

Your first anniversary? l thought you two'd been
married for donkey's years.

We've been friends for donkey's years.
Best friends.

She wss always crying on my shoulder
about somebody.

l finally persuaded her to settle for my
shoulder. A stroke of genius.

- Moose, are you there?
- Yes.

- First anniversary. ls that cotton?
- Uh, is what cotton?

Firrsssmtt wwwAweeeuddddddinng aaamnnnniwrAeeeurrssssaaamrryyyn.

Your first anniversary is... paper.

- Stop.
- This?

S... Stop here.

- Here?
- Just stop right here.

Yes, Sir.

This... What is this?

lt's a folk song.

- Arabic.
- No, no, it's Hungarian.

My daijka sang it to me.

When l wss a child growing up in Budapest.

lt's beautiful.

Hmm.

What's it about?

Szerelem means love.

And the story... Well, there's, um

this Hungarian count.

He's a wanderer. He's a fool.

And for years he's on some kind of a quest for...

who knows what.

And then one day, he falls under the spell of a
mysterious English woman

a harpy, who beats him and hits him.

And he becomes her slave and he sews her clothes
and worships...

Stop! Stop it!

Stop! You're always beating me.

Bsstard.

You bsstard! l believed you!

You should be my slave.

l claim this shoulder blade...

No, wait. No, l want... Turn over.

l want this, this... this place.

l love this place. What's it called?

This is mine.

l'm going to ssk the King permission to call it
the Almssy Bosphorus.

l thought we were against ownership.

l can stay tonight.

Madox knows
l think.

He keeps talking about Anna Karenina now.

l think it's his idea of a man-to-man chat.

Well, it's my idea of a man-to-man chat.

This is a different world
is what l tell myself.

A different life.

And here l'm a different wife.

Yes.

Here you are a different wife.

Oh, they're darling. What are they? Thimbles?

Yes, and they're quite old.

lt's full of saffron.

Just in csse you think l'm going to give it to
you to encourage your sewing.

l don't care to bargain.

That day, did you follow me to the market?

Yes, of course.

Shall we be all right?

Yes.

Yes.

Absolutely.

Oh, dear.

- Thought you'd never wake up.
- What?

- Where did you find that?
- l liberated it.

- l think that's called looting.
- No one should own music. The real question ish

- Who wrote the song?
- lrving Berlin.

- Foorr???
Tooyhh Hhaaamtt.

ls there a song you don't know?

Nope. He sings all the time.

Good morning. Did you know that? You're always
singing.

l've been told before.

Kip's another one.

You're incredible.

- Good mornin', Miss.
- Hello.

You saved my life.

- l haven't forgotten.

l thought you were very, very tall.

You seemed so big and... giant.

l felt like a child who can't keep her balance.

- A toddler.
- A toddler.

My hair wss long at some point.

l've forgotten what a nuisance it is to wssh.

Try this. l found a great jar of it.

Olive oil.

Thank you.

ls this for my hair?

Yes, for your hair.

There wss a general who wore a patch...

over a perfectly good eye.

The men fought harder for him.

Sometimes l think l could get up and dance.

What's under your mittens?

What's under your mittens?

He's waiting for you.

l'll see you tonight?

Look, Moose, we need you to stay in Tobruk.

l know it's a bit of a short straw
but Jerry's got our maps, you know.

And now they're getting their spies into Cairo
using our maps.

They'll get Rommel into Cairo using our maps.

The whole of the desert's like a bloody bus
route, and we gave it to 'em!

Any foreigner who turned uph

''Welcome to the Royal Geographic. Take our maps.''

Our Madox went mad
you know.

- Did you know Peter Madox?
- Yeah.

Magnificent explorer. Thanks, Aicha.

And after he found out he'd been betrayed by
Almssy.

His best friend.

Absolutely destroyed the poor sot.

Hey, Commandant
stay in line!

Hello, little Tommy. Little baby, hello.

- Recognize him? British friend?
- No.

- Get up!
- No!

Get up at once!

No, l don't have a boyfriend.

l don't know anybody!

Halt!

No! No!

David Caravaggio.

- No.
- This wss taken in Cairo at British headquarters.

July '41.

And so wss this.

August '41. And this.

February '42.

lt's possible.

l wss buying or selling something. l've been to
Cairo many times.

You are a Canadian spy working for the Allies.

Code nameh Moose.

Jah?

CCCCaaamnn yyynoouuu geeeutt rmmeeeu aaam dddooccttoorr??? l'rmm ssssicckkk.

l'm leaking blood!

You want a doctor?

l've been sskin' for weeks, months...

We don't have a doctor.

But we do have a nurse.

Sure, great. A nurse would be great.

Look, give me something. A name, a code.

So we can all get out of this room.

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