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As you wish, signorina.

The dress will be ready in two days.

'Oh, that's fine.'

Uh, will the signorina let me have

the usual 100liras in advance now?

'Just put the whole bill on my account.'

But I'm not from the hotel.

My work has always been separate.

There's always a first time for everything.

- Isn't there, huh? - Well, uh--

Yes, you will have the dress on time now, won't you?

- Yes. - That's very nice.

Thank you so much.

- Phew. - Anni.

- What's up? - Plenty. Everything.

You better get out of here quick, that's all.

What are you talking about?

You know that maid of the contessa's?

The one that's always pumping me about you

wants to know why all your clothes are new and all that?

Yeah, well, what about her?

Well, I was talking to her a little while ago

and she let drop that yesterday

the contessa sent a telegram

to Count.. What's his name?

- Armalia? - That's right.

Saying how much she liked you

but what a mystery you are

and would he please tell her who you are

and where you come from?

Oh, dear.

Now what, Signorina Viv--

Oh, shut up and let me think for a minute.

Thinking got you into this. Get out some other way.

And how are you going to think your hotel bill into being paid?

Your two weeks are more than up, you know.

And the dressmaker? Think about her bill.

'Will you stop screaming for just one minute?'

Of course, I'm not mentioning the money you owe me.

All my savings.

I could have had more fun throwing it off a mountaintop.

You'll get it all back.

Every penny of it and more with a check

signed by Signor Rudolph Pal.

And when is he going to ask you?

After the contessa gets her telegram?

At the festa.

He's got to propose at the festa.

That means the contessa must not receive that telegram.

I'll need more time, Maria.

I've got to have more time.

And now where are you going?

To a little house on a hill.

Ready, cousin.

Remember, no blackberries, cousin.

No blackberries.

Wait a minute. I'll take it myself.

Don't you trust me anymore, cousin?

Well, I'm trusting you with the whole telegraph station.

That's much more important.

Take good care of the government office, cousin.

I will.

Remember, no blackberries, cousin.

No blackberries, cousin.

- Hello, postman. - Hello.

Well, you see, I'm accepting your invitation.

Thank you.

It's been quite a climb.

This can't quite make up its mind whether it's a road or not?

It's a road. It belongs to me.

Did you build it?

My grandfather cleared it himself.

It needs work again. I may get at it tomorrow.

Or next week. Or next year.

Did I ever tell you you were the strangest of all close to me?

Often. At times, I thought you were very strange too.

Well, do you want me to look at your little house?

I'll be honored.

- This is the outside. - Yes, I imagined it was.

It's very nice.

How lovely the flowers are.

Who takes care of them for you?

They take care of themselves.

Plenty to eat and drink. Mountain air to breathe.

The sun to keep them warm. In the winter, they sleep.

People are cruel to flowers. They separate them stupidly.

It's as though suddenly, all the men named Antonio

must live here, and over there, all the men named Pietro

and over there, all the women named Anni.

And, uh, the inside, I'm anxious to see it.

Please!

Because you're used to so much more than this

it must seem like very little to have to live in.

No.

It's the only home I've ever known.

I was born in the room above this.

- Who cares the house for you? - I do.

And Pietro, he's the chambermaid.

We live here together.

Where is Pietro?

'I left him in charge of the telegraph station.'

'I have a telegram to deliver.'

These curtains need cleaning.

I, uh, thought Pietro delivered the telegrams.

There are too many blackberries. This is an important telegram.

- For the hotel? - Yes.

Why don't you deliver it?

It can wait a little while longer.

Tell me about where you come from. About Trieste.

The way you live there.

Why do you wanna know?

So many elegant ladies and gentlemen

come here from everywhere.

I've often wondered what they left behind them.

Well, it would be difficult for you to believe.

It's so different from anything you've ever known.

It must be.

Well, we, we live in a big, white stone house

my mother and I, in the very finest section of Trieste.

It's a wonderfully big house with a driveway leading up to it

and an enormous hall with marble columns.

- Must be difficult to heat. - Oh, no.

We, we have special servants for the cellar.

Uh, we have two automobiles, one's a shiny limousine, and..

...the other one's open for when the sun shines.

We, uh, we have a chauffeur to drive

and a footman to open the doors.

Uh, they both ride up in front.

The doors have my initials on them.

In the harbor, we have a white yacht with two funnels.

On nice days, we go sailing along the waterfront of Trieste.

We had a sailboat here once, on the lake.

One day, it turned upside down and sank.

Downstairs, there's an enormous kitchen

with a special baker, and cook, and scullery maid.

We have, oh, I don't know, how many butlers to serve

our dinner with the, the very finest vintage wines

you understand?

And then sometimes, there's an orchestra. We dance.

You have more servants than I have cousins.

Then we have 20, uh, no, no, 15 bedrooms in the house.

I have one all to myself.

I have an enormous bed with a swan at the head of it.

And with white fur spread that we just cleared off the floor.

Everything's in white. Even the telephone.

And the parties, Giulio.

The elegant people who come to our house.

Dukes and duchesses. Princes even.

When they come in, they kiss my hand.

When they leave, they thank me for a wonderful time.

Poor Anni.

Poor, lost Anni.

Believe me, it doesn't matter. I love you.

What right have you to love me? You're a postman. I'm a lady.

I've loved you from the moment I saw you.

What you were the moment before that has nothing to do with it.

I'm a lady, do you hear?

You've got no right to talk to me like that.

- You've got no right. - Careful, it's steep.

Anni!

Anni, are you hurt?

I guess I'm alright.

Rather unexpected. Ow!

My shoulder, it.. It hurts a little.

Let me see.

- Anni. - Won't you ever learn to knock?

Too busy. I'm getting Cinderella ready for the ball.

- Birds have flown away. - Oh, too bad.

Say, this is no time to worry about birds.

You've got work to do tonight. They're waiting for you.

Oh!

- Maria? - Scared a little bit?

If you saw a chance to come out of the gutter

and live as you never dreamed you could live

that half the things you never dreamed could exist

you'd sacrifice anything to take that chance, wouldn't you?

If-if-if you were me, you'd-you'd give up anything

in the world no matter what, wouldn't you?

I think I would, Anni. If I were you.

Oh! Wish me luck, and pray for me.

You know I will.

You see, signorina, Count Armalia engaged your suite

for only two weeks.

I have a guest waiting to hear.

If you could let me know when the suite will be available.

Soon, Signor Nobili. You, you shall know very soon.

In the meantime, send me another bill. I've mislaid the others.

Why, Rudi, no costume?

No one but you, Anne, could be the most beautiful lady

and the most beautiful peasant at the festa.

Maddelena's waiting for us, darling.

I'm sorry I'm late, but I couldn't get my dress

to fasten properly.

Oh, you're beautiful, Maddelena.

Oh, you're just saying that. I'm not the type at all.

But you really are gorgeous, right now, I can hear

the peasant hearts breaking all over the festa.

What you will hear are my knees knocking. I'm cold.

Are we going? If not, I wanna put my pants back on.

Yes, now that we've decided we all look divine

except the admiral, who looks like nothing

I've ever seen before, let's get it over with.

You can knap both their heads together

with one hand, Cousin Giulio?

Well, the evening is still young, Cousin Pietro.

Giulio, you are to choose the most beautiful girl

of all the peasants here.

Remember, I'm your cousin.

Is it pleasant to have all of the most beautiful girls

in the world in love with you, Cousin Giulio?

One is enough, cousin.

- Ride the merry-go-round, boy? - Well, you can take a ride.

Are you sure you can spare me, Cousin Giulio?

Don't fall off, cousin.

- Thank you, sir. - Giulio.

Oh, hello there.

You climbed high for that edelweiss?

Higher than I've ever been before.

Higher than anybody's ever been.

If I'd fallen...

- Giulio, you'd do that for me? - No, for myself.

I think I look very pretty when I wear flowers.

Oh, no. Oh, no, no, no.

Oh, please.

- Oh, ho! - Good evening.

- Good evening. - Good evening, Giulio.

Edelweiss and so beautiful. Rudi, look.

Some young lady's gonna be very proud of that.

- Isn't it lovely, Anne? - Very.

You may have it if you like.

That's quite a tribute.

He must have risked his life for those blossoms.

I don't like to wear flowers.

They look so lovely for such a little while.

And they die and look ugly.

No, thank you very much, postman.

That looks like a nice table over there, doesn't it, Rudi?

- Oh, none for me, thank you. - But you must.

New wine never hurt anyone.

Very well.

Oh!

What interesting knees you have, admiral.

- Those are knees, aren't they? - They were.

What a wonderful background for Maddelena, Rudi.

You really should have her painted in it.

What? Oh, yes, certainly.

After you're married, of course.

I love portraits of young brides.

They're always so clean-looking, sweet and stupid.

Thank you.

I was one myself.

Three or four times.

Look, Maddelena, the perfect image of that young duke..

What's his name? Who followed you all over Vienna last winter.

Duke in Vienna?

We weren't in Vienna last winter.

Well, then, Budapest or whatever it was.

'I mean that young duke who sent you all those flowers'

'and made such a fuss over you.'

You never told me about that, Maddelena.

Do you think she tells you everything?

She can't sit at home very well and knit

while you run around making a fool of yourself.

He's such a baby, Anne.

Gets himself constantly involved with all sorts of women

and then comes running to Maddelena for help.

Oh, I can't believe that.

I think Rudi knows what he wants.

You've developed a taste for wine, I see.

It's very nice.

There must be many things I've never had

that are just as pleasant.

Oh, there's a fortune-teller over there.

- I want my fortune told. - Shall we all go? Maddelena?

No, no, that-that would be much too embarrassing.

We'll be back as soon as I find out about my future.

Too bad these fortune-tellers can't read past.

Forgive me, dear. I'm a fool. But I do love you.

I must seem pretty foolish myself.

Loving him as much as I do.

Rudi.

I'm not sure that I want to be told my fortune.

- It might be very good. - It might be very bad.

- Are you happy this minute? - This very minute, mm-hmm.

And this minute stretched into infinity shall be your future.

- You sound very professional. - I am. I'm a witch.

I've worn out many a broomstick in my day riding to the stars.

The stars, but I thought you disapproved of them as common.

I consult them for purely professional reasons.

They supply the information, without which no--

Tell me.

Under the stars.

Wine.

Venus as you may or may not know is terribly jealous of Mars.

Matter of fact, she's much more in love with him

than he is with her.

Who says so?

It's common gossip all up and down the Milky Way.

I'd much rather talk about your eyes.

The stars, Rudi.

The stars, Anne.

She'd pull the tail of any comet that even passed by.

Where did you get all this information? From Mars?

I know Venus intimately too.

Your teeth is so white, and you laugh deep down in your throat.

Stars, Rudi.

The stars, Anne.

Have you ever seen falling stars?

- Mm-hmm. - You know what makes them fall?

- No. - Venus.

She catches them winking at Mars.

Oh, look. Now you can point them all out to me.

Each star by name.

There are millions of stars, Anne.

I have a good memory.

There's Venus. See, how she glares at Mars over there.

What's, uh, what's that star over there?

- Over there? - Mm-hmm.

Oh, he's just a star.

Comes and goes every now and then.

No one pays much attention to him.

His name is Otto.

He never amount to anything.

Everyone says that he's kind of a drifter.

Anne.

You better take me back now, Rudi.

I've enjoyed hearing about the stars. It's been very amusing.

No, Anne.

- Maddelena will be wondering. - I can't help it.

- But I can. - You can't either.

You can't go back now. You can't leave me tomorrow.

- You're insane. - Of course, I am.

I've seen you every day and every night

for as many days and nights as I can remember living.

- I'm in love with you, Anne. - You love Madellena.

I love you.

You're going to marry Maddelena.

Anne.

Anne, why should my marrying Maddelena be a problem to us?

I was afraid you felt that way, Rudi.

I wish you hadn't said it.

- Oh, forgive me, Anne. - Forgive you?

That's all you can think of. Yourself.

What you've been through, what you feel. What about me?

Haven't I been with you those same days and nights?

Haven't I felt the touch of your hand when it touched mine?

Haven't I looked into your eyes too?

- Listen to me-- - No, I'm sorry, Rudi.

I can't see it just your way.

Maybe I want what Maddelena wants.

To wear my love in the open. To be proud and happy with you.

It's too bad you never thought of me like that.

Or maybe you did.

Maybe that's just not enough of you to go around.

But I want you to love me.

I want you to marry her, and I want my love to haunt you.

To make you lie awake at night.

To burn your heart, to make you sick with pain.

I want you to think of me and to ache for me.

I want never to see you again.

- You can't leave me, Anne. - You can't hold me.

- As my wife, you'd stay. - Oh, careful, Rudi.

I might think you meant that.

I never meant anything in my life before.

Think, Rudi. You don't wanna marry me.

- Marry me. - And Madellena?

- What about Madellena? - She'll have to understand.

- I'll tell her. - When?

I couldn't tonight. Tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

'All the world has come to our festa tonight.'

The night in her bluest gown.

The moon in his more silver face.

There are pearls on the grass where tomorrow there'll be dew.

And the signorina to blind them all with her light.

Wonderful, Giulio.

I've never heard you say that much before in a week.

I've been known to say much less, signor

and I've been known to say more.

Fine, you've said just enough. Shall we go, darling?

- Of course. - A moment, please.

Since this is the night of the festa, signor, I beg permission

for one dance with the signorina.

Certainly not.

Well, this is the one night of the year, darling

when we forget about..

Giulio is a harmless sort. I trust him with you anyway.

I've never been known to damage the wing of a fly.

- You're drunk. - Signor Pal says it's over.

I'm harmless.

- Drunk? I must be pitiful. - Where will you be?

I shall have to bowl with the contessa

and buy doves for Maddelena, and take the admiral home

when his knees turn blue.

- I'll find you, darling. - Be sure.

- Take good care of her, Giulio. - As I would my own, signor.

How much did he pay you for that kiss?

How much did he pay you for that kiss?

You ask for a dance. Very well, let's get it.

Don't look at me like that, Giulio.

I-I-I can make you understand. I can explain.

- Let me talk to you. - Talk, Anni. Talk?

Where can we go? Where can we be alone?

- Your house? - No, not my house.

- Forgive me, Giulio. - There's a summer house nearby.

We can go there if you like.

- Please. - I better go first.

- Festa must be very near. - Yes.

- Giulio. - Why don't you look at me?

Do you remember when I came to your little house?

The day I received the telegram from the contessa.

I came to your house because of that telegram.

I planned somehow, I didn't know exactly

to hide it, to steal it.

I had to keep it from the contessa.

And yet, I was afraid to come.

Why?

'Cause for a long time, I felt that I loved you.

I felt it too.

I've never loved like that before.

Inside of me. Can you understand?

It frightened me and made me angry.

I tried to hate you for it and laughed at myself.

That afternoon in your little house

I knew a happiness I'd never known before.

I was in love with you, Giulio.

And I-I know only that the telegram wasn't delivered.

You think everything I said and did that day was for a purpose?

It must have been.

I know what was in the telegram.

But I love you now.

Now be as cheap as you like, but not about that anymore.

It's not our love now, nor yours. It's only mine.

So leave it to me.

- But believe me, I do. - But you can't.

I have eyes to see with, and ears I can hear.

Then hear this. I love you this minute more than I did that day.

And as time goes on, I shall probably love you

even more than now.

- But how? - Giulio.

What is it, Anni?

I'm going to marry Rudi Pal.

- But you just said-- - I love you.

That's what I feel. I can't help that.

- Yeah, that's what I want. - But you can't want it.

Why not? He loves me. He told me so. He asked me to marry him.

But we love each other. You'll marry me.

There will be no lies between us.

I know what you are. You know what I am.

- We can be happy. - He'll make me happy too.

He's got what I need for happiness.

You don't know what you need.

Were you happy at that bar in the waterfront?

You'll be just the same. Your life will be just the same.

And who will it be to love? And who'll love you?

Who wants love?

I've never had it. I didn't ask for it now.

There's something else though. Something I've had all my life.

Something I thought I'd have to die to get rid of.

Have you ever been hungry, Giulio?

Well, I have. They tell me it's as strong as love.

Well, I'll tell you, it's stronger.

All your life to want things you've seen and heard about

and dreamed about. Things like, well..

Like those lies I told you that day.

You knew I was lying. I couldn't even believe myself.

They were too fantastic.

Maybe I'll never have all of them.

Maybe I'll never even have one of them.

But I've had a taste, and I've got a chance at more

and I'm gonna take it. Do you see?

Oh, I see what you want.

But everything you love in the world.

Even the trees, the water, the wind..

The wind comes a long way to see you.

You should be here to greet it in the morning.

I'll see to it that you are.

We're leaving tomorrow night, Rudi and I.

I won't let you marry him, Anni.

You can't stop me. There's nothing you can do.

- I can deliver that telegram. - But it's lost.

It blew away. You couldn't find it ever.

Every well-organized telegraph station

keeps copies of its telegrams.

You'd get into trouble. I'll report you.

I'll tell them you should have delivered it days ago.

Think of your family. Your disgrace.

- You'll-you'll lose your job. - I've never been hungry.

My love for you is stronger than anything in my life so far.

Then if you love me, Giulio..

And stronger even than you, Anni.

- Stronger than both of us. - Giulio.

Time for the morning mail, Cousin Giulio.

How tiny the hotel looks from here.

Must I remind you again, cousin, we are in government business?

We're late.

A telegram? For the hotel, cousin?

No, no, that's an old one.

- What are you looking at? - Just looking.

That's what I thought.

Where do you want this?

I said where shall I put this?

Oh!

Oh, anywhere. Just keep it.

I can't tell whether you're going to be married or buried.

You talk like you're just starting to live

and you act as if you were going to die.

That's the way I feel.

Like a kid that all her life has been asking for a piece of candy

and somebody gives her a whole store full.

And she just looks at it.

I oughta be happy, Maria. Jump maybe, and singing.

Talking about everything I'm gonna do with my money.

Keep you with me. Get Rose's appendix taken out.

Buy a new mirror for the restroom at the bar.

But I don't know.

Suddenly, there isn't any fun.

Suddenly I feel lost, like, like I don't know the way home.

Maybe, you don't want this really.

I'm not that lost.

Come on. Let's get this packing done.

I'm a bride and I'm gonna act like one.

I'll even manage to blush.

I wanna be there when you do. What about this dress?

Oh, keep it. I've worn it already.

How would it look if I wore the same dress twice?

I can remember when happiness to you

meant finding a piece of meat in your stew.

Come in!

'Come in, Alberto.'

You see, I'm packing. I leave you tonight.

- So.. - Yes, I'm going to be married.

- You know to Signor Pal. - So..

Yes, I wanna thank you for being so kind to me.

You were very helpful.

After I'm married, I shall send you

a very fine check for your trouble.

That would not be necessary, signorina.

Oh, but I would like to for looking after me so wonderfully.

I looked after the signorina because I-I was told to.

You see, I'm Giulio's cousin.

Come in!

Rudi!

- Rudi? - Maddelena.

What is it, Rudi?

What makes you think there is anything?

Rudi, I've known that look on your face

ever since you ran my bicycle into a tree.

- It's about us, isn't it? - Yes, Maddelena.

And Anne, it's about her too.

I love her.

I know. I've seen it in your eyes and hers.

There wasn't anything I could do about it.

You sorta used me..

I thought it would be like all of the others and it lasts.

I've loved you very much, Rudi.

I can't help myself. You know that.

Of course, you can't. Don't even try.

When will it happen?

Umm, we're leaving tonight.

So soon?

We're to be married in Orciano.

Oh, it's very lovely in Orciano.

Be sure to stay at the Villa Rose.

It's so quiet and beautiful.

We spent a summer there once, remember?

You wore your first full dress suit.

And I danced all over your..

Oh, Maddelena.

Please.

Having felt properly sorry for myself

we can all have dinner together tonight before you go, can't we?

- Should we? - Of course, we should.

I'd like to see Anne again.

I'd like to tell her..

I'd like to tell her that I think she's very lucky.

Oh, please, Rudi, get out of here.

- What time is it? - It's 10:00.

- Oh, must be later than that. - It's ten o'clock.

Oh, the day goes by so slowly.

What am I suppose to do until nighttime comes?

Wait for it.

Why not climb up to your beloved pines with your future--

Oh, he's busy making arrangements.

He might permit the postman to walk with you.

So what if I never see another pine tree again

as long as I live.

What if I never welcome the wind in the morning?

- 'What did you say?' - Nothing.

Tomorrow, I won't care what time it is.

Starting tomorrow, I won't care whether it's day or night

or whether... pine trees grow like pretzels.

I'll be a bride.

Hey, Maria, look at Anni. I'm a bride.

* Here comes the bride all dressed in.. **

Red! The bride wore red.

Oh, my wonderful red dress.

You wouldn't let me wear it before, Maria.

You were afraid and so was I.

But now, I'm not.

But I still wanna wear it because I'm a bride..

...and I'm a lady.

Well..

I've been trying to remember you at the Cordillera Bar.

So have I, and I can't.

He'll send me flowers every night just like tonight.

It's a pity they don't go with the dress.

I love them. I'd like to wear them always.

Flowers don't die on me like they do on other women.

Nothing you touch will ever die, Anni

and nothing you touch will ever live.

- What are you talking about? - I'm afraid of you tonight.

I thought I knew you.

I thought you could love, and be hurt

and grow like everything else that lives

but you have no heart, Anni.

You're like a fire that burns everything around it

and destroys whatever it touches

and in the end, destroys itself.

You can't remember the waterfront

because you're still there.

This place, all of this hasn't touched--

- Oh, shut up. - You're the same.

You'll always be the same.

I'm afraid of you.

Have you gone crazy?

Sure..

Sure, I'm crazy I guess.

I don't know what came over me. Nerves.

These past weeks haven't been exactly

a party for me, you know?

Oh, but from now on, it's going to be a party, you'll see.

Well, I couldn't have done without you, you old horse.

You know that?

Here, that's better. Now, come on. Say goodbye to the bride.

I'd hit you with an old shoe only...I'm wearing them.

But good luck to you.

Oh, no more of that. It isn't necessary.

You see, Maria, I've got what I want.

Yes, Anni. You've got what you want.

- Good evening, signorina. - Good evening.

Darling, it's been a whole day.

- Well, how do I look? - You look..

You always look beautiful.

Oh, darling. Is everything arranged?

We leave for Orciano right after dinner.

We'll hurry dinner as fast as we can.

It won't be much fun for me, what with Maddelena and all.

Be nice to Maddelena. Understand how she feels.

Oh, if she's nice to me. She understands how I feel.

She will. Maddelena couldn't be any other way.

Here she is, ladies and gentlemen.

I'm sorry, I'm late but I had so much to pack.

I want to wish you the best of everything, Anne.

- I hope you'd be very happy. - Thank you, Maddelena.

And I hope we'll always be good friends.

I know we will, that is if you don't mind

my getting jealous every now and then.

Let's all sit down, shall we? Anne?

Look at that.

'The we are, darling, Rudi, the wood chopper'

'and his bucksome bride.'

I'd tell you how thoughtful and how sweet you are, Maddelena

but I'd have to talk about so many things.

They are the most elegant bride and groom I could find

on such short notice.

What a shame they had to be peasants.

Yet peasants fall in love, and stay in love.

- I remember-- - Of course, this..

- I beg your pardon. - I beg yours.

- Please. - I insist.

- But, I really didn't-- - Neither did I, honestly.

Oh! Isn't this onion soup good?

Wonderful. My favorite dish in all the world.

- Again thank you, Maddelena. - Oh, it's just force of habit.

You'll have so many things to remember, Anne.

He likes his coffee strong, and his meat medium toward rare.

His eggs three minutes, and none of the smelly cheeses.

And chocolate's bad for him and..

I can imagine nothing of less interest to the rest of us.

Would you like me to close the door, Anne?

No, please, I like it open.

It lets the night in.

And I can hear the trees and the wind.

Did you ever think how far the wind has travelled just to..

- To what, Anne? - To make my life miserable.

To everyone else in the world, the wind is the wind.

To me, it's always the cold in the head.

The peasant music.

Giulio's flute.

It's the first night in so long

that he's played with the others.

He sounds very sad.

- And I know why. - Why?

Because every night isn't festa night.

He danced with Anne at the festa.

How nice. Too bad I missed seeing you.

Well, there was such a crowd on the floor.

I saw them dance. They looked charming.

Giulio had a little too much wine to drink.

I'm surprised at myself for leaving Anne alone with him.

That's more trust than you ever had in me.

You never even let me near a bar.

It's funny. I didn't feel afraid for Anne.

I thought she could handle him.

I'm sure she could.

Rudi, would you close the door, please?

Certainly, darling.

What about the night? The noise of the wind.

It's chilly now.

Funny, Giulio seems to have left the others.

He's playing alone now.

Coming his way too, from the sound.

He shouldn't be allowed in the hotel grounds.

- Anne? - Well, he shouldn't.

Oh, I'm sorry. I've such a headache.

- Excitement and everything. - Of course.

Perhaps you'd better go to your room.

But that seems such a shame. Our last night together.

I wouldn't think of breaking up the party.

It's, uh, strange I don't remember you, admiral.

Such a good friend of father's.

You were such a little bit of a thing.

Yes.

A sort of miniature of what you are now.

- And what am I now? - May I answer that?

No, please. The admiral.

I want to know about myself as a child.

What I looked like? What I said?

The clothes I wore, and the things I did.

- Well, now, uh.. - But you must remember.

- I was a beautiful child. - 'Yes.'

And I wore the nicest of clothes.

Made it specially for me even as a little girl.

And I wore my hair long, and-and braids.

And I was a well-mannered little girl too, wasn't I?

- A perfect, little lady. - Yes.

Perfect, little lady.

You speak of yourself so strangely.

Almost as one might speak of the death.

Or as someone who had never lived.

A telegram. I'll bet it's for you, darling.

- From your mother. - No, it's for the contessa.

Telegram for the contessa.

How did you know?

- Anne, is this-- - Yes, it's true.

You should have known you couldn't get away with it.

Well, I missed by only a very few minutes.

I can't understand. I should have had this wire days ago.

The days go quickly with Count Armalia.

He probably didn't think it very important.

Anne, you poor darling.

Oh, don't feel sorry for me, Maddelena.

You should hate me for what I've done to you.

But you won't.

You're the finest lady I've ever known.

You're too good for Rudi.

But then, you're in love with him.

I guess love makes you to do crazy things.

You're not broken-hearted, Rudi, any more than I am.

You want to marry Maddelena. I know that.

I've known it ever since you asked me to marry you.

A miracle saved you this time

but if you've any sense at all, there won't be a next time.

You're very high class, contessa, and very smart

but I'm just as smart, remember that.

Admiral, will you ever forget how you used to dandle me

on your knee?

Maria?

Maria?

Anni.

Oh, Maria.

So he delivered the telegram?

He waited all day for you to do it yourself but you wouldn't.

So he did it.

Because he loves you.

And you love him.

Because he thinks that's most important to both of you.

You wish you could hate him for it, but..

...cry instead.

Maybe you're not crying about anything.

Maybe you're just crying..

...about everything.

Because you can't play anymore.

You can't have your own way.

Now you've got to go back.

So cry, Anni.

Cry all over your spilt milk.

No more crying.

No more tears.

There's nothing left to cry about.

Isn't it ridiculous, Maria?

I should be hysterical now.

Screaming at the top of my voice.

Beating my head on the floor.

Here I am walking up and down as though I have everything I want.

Everything I want.

How do I know what I want?

How does anyone know?

I guess you want what you haven't got.

It's funny how light I feel.

As if I've been carrying a heavy load for miles and miles and..

...suddenly I could put it down and walk on without it.

Oh, I wanna dance.

Will you dance with me?

You in your lovely red dress.

Oh, it's such a wonderful red dress.

Fit for a..

Fit for me.

It's really not beautiful at all, you know?

It's too red, and too loud, and too cheap.

I don't like it anymore. I don't wanna wear it anymore.

It's yours, Maria. I hate it.

I don't want it either. What would I do with it?

Hang it on your wall and tell people it's a picture of me.

Where is she? Where is whatever her name is?

Inside, Signor Nobili. The..

The signorina is-is changing her clothes.

Signorina? Signorina indeed!

- Yes, Signor Nobili. - You're not to serve her.

You have to stop this instant, did you understand?

Go back to the linen room. She should be serving you.

- Yes, Signor Nobili. - Well!

Yes, Senor Nobili.

You've had enough time to pack your things. Now, get out.

Aren't you being a little bit loud?

Loud?

How dare you come into my apartment

and yell like a fish monger?

- Get out. - You get out first.

I've some things to attend to.

I'll give you five minutes.

I may need six or seven.

Also that slight matter of the bill.

I've given some of my clothes to the maid.

The rest you may keep as payment.

Anni.

The bird's nest is almost gone.

They build a new one every year.

Oh!

- Where will you go, Anni? - I haven't thought.

'What will happen to you?'

I'd like once more to climb to the pines.

Very high.

The clearing on the top. To look down once more.

- Anni. - Only to look, Maria.

- I'm afraid. - Well, you needn't be.

People are so wrong about that too.

It isn't the way out for a coward, but for a great courage.

- Great by far than mine. - What about Giulio?

And in the morning, there's a train back to Trieste.

- I have my ticket. - What about Giulio?

He wouldn't want me now. He couldn't.

The way things happened with me because I want him so terribly.

Thank you, Alberto.

Did I ever tell you that the Archduke of Austria

once rode in this cart?

It can't take me where I'm going.

- Where are you going? - To the pines first.

From there, we can take you to the star.

- Giulio? - Yes.

Giulio, you've shown me how strong your love is

and how proud.

You couldn't want me now.

He's alright when he gets started.

All I bring you is this dress, and it isn't even faithful.

We won't worry about it, the dressmaker..

- Is my cousin. - Is your cousin?