A Farewell to Arms Page #5

Synopsis: Frederick Henry, an American serving as a volunteer ambulance driver with the Italian forces in the First World War, is wounded and falls in love with his attending nurse, the British Catherine Barkley. In the midst of war and some intrigue, the pair struggles to stay together and to survive the horrors around them.
Genre: Drama, Romance, War
Production: Fox
  Nominated for 1 Oscar. Another 1 win & 1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
5.9
Rotten Tomatoes:
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APPROVED
Year:
1957
152 min
1,035 Views


All right.

I'm going to have a baby.

- That is news.

- You're not upset?

Please don't worry.

- I only worry about you.

- Please don't.

Everybody has babies.

It's a natural thing.

- You're pretty wonderful.

- No, I'm not.

But I won't be any trouble

after this one minute.

I've known for some time.

Haven't I been a good girl till now?

You never suspected.

Well, that settles one thing.

- We'll get married tomorrow.

- No, please.

That's why I didn't tell you before.

I didn't want you to feel trapped.

Tell me you don't feel trapped.

You always feel trapped, biologically.

Always isn't a pretty word.

- I'm sorry, Cat.

- It's all right.

You see, I've never had a baby.

I've tried to be the way you want.

And you talk about "always."

Cat, I could cut out my tongue.

Darling, I'm delighted.

Honestly, I am.

I'll dig up a minister, a mayor maybe.

No, no, please.

They'd ship me

straight back to England.

Maybe the war will be over

before you have to go back.

The important thing

is for us to be together now.

Just as long as we can.

Attention!

A special communique

from the Isonzo front.

In spite of desperate resistance...

...by the flower

of the Austrian army...

...our troops have reached the summit

of San Gabriele and San Marco.

Isn't that fine wedding music?

I, Catherine, take thee, Frederick,

for my wedded husband.

To have and to hold...

...till death do us part.

Till death do us part.

Nino.

Where did you get these bottles, Nino?

I demand an answer.

- They're Lieutenant Henry's, aren't they?

- Please, they are empty bottles.

I understand.

You won't ever leave me for

anybody else, will you?

I have plenty of faults, but I'm faithful.

I'll be so faithful you'll be sick of me.

Lieutenant, I've suspected you of using

this hospital as a place of diversion.

- Miss Barkley's no diversion...

- Are these yours?

Yes. One's brandy and

the other's kummel. They're empty.

One moment, Miss Barkley.

You know our rules.

Therefore you know what to expect.

As for you, you're obviously

no longer a convalescent.

I'm notifying headquarters you are

ready to return to active duty.

This very night.

Tonight...?

It's almost 11.

We still have a few hours.

They'll be skiing in

Saint Moritz soon.

We'll go sometime.

All right.

They're like us.

Nobody's like us.

I wish they had someplace to go.

- It might not do them any good.

- Oh, I don't know.

Everybody ought to have

someplace to go.

I feel better now.

I felt terrible when we started.

We always feel good

when we're together.

- We always will be together.

- Yes.

Except that,

I'm leaving a little after 2.

Don't think about it, darling.

- Do you have to go back for your things?

- No.

The porter's taking my bags

and saving me a place.

Good.

After you leave, I'll go back

and get my things.

- How's your leg? Getting tired?

- No.

But let's not walk too long.

Let's go somewhere.

Good.

Let's go in there.

All right.

I'd like a room.

A suite, if you have one.

- For how long?

- Catching a train in a few hours.

Oh, yes, I understand. We have

no suites, but we can give you...

...Number 15.

Our mirror room, very popular.

- With private bath.

- Fine.

- No luggage?

- No luggage.

Ten lire in advance, please.

Would you care for some wine?

We have some good French champagne.

All right. Some sandwiches too.

Your key. Arturo!

Shame on you.

Shame.

Just the right atmosphere, isn't it?

What's the matter, darling?

I never felt like a whore before.

You're not a whore.

I know it, darling,

but it isn't nice to feel like one.

Come here, please.

Come here. Please, darling.

I'm a good girl again.

You're my fine girl.

I'm certainly yours.

- And you're a fine, simple girl.

- Yes, I am a simple girl.

But no one ever

understood it except you.

I didn't think so at first.

I thought you were a crazy girl.

I was a little crazy. But I wasn't

crazy in any complicated way.

- I didn't confuse you, did I, darling?

- You did, a little.

Here.

Wine is a grand thing. It makes you

forget all the bad you do.

Then have some more.

Vice is a wonderful thing too.

People who go in for it have

good taste about it.

The red plush is really splendid.

Just the thing.

I don't know how a room like this would

be for waking up with a hangover.

But everything we do seems

so innocent and simple.

Wine is lovely.

But it's given

my father gout very badly.

- Have you a father?

- Yes. He has gout.

You won't ever have to meet him.

Haven't you a father?

- Stepfather.

- Will I like him?

You won't ever have to meet him.

But he's very generous. I can

draw drafts on him whenever I please.

That's good.

We have such a fine time together.

I don't take any interest

in anything else anymore.

I feel very married to you,

it makes me so happy.

But at my back I always hear

Time's winged chariot hurrying near

Is it time to go?

Don't worry, darling.

You were fine until now,

and now you're worrying.

I won't.

How often will you write?

Every day.

Do they read your letters?

- I'll make them very confusing.

- But not too confusing.

I'll just make them a little confusing.

- I hate to leave our fine house.

- So do I.

We're never settled

in our home very long.

We will be.

I'll have a fine home for you

when you come back.

For young Catherine.

- We have to go, darling. Really.

- All right.

You go first.

I'm sick with worry about you.

Where will you go? What will you do?

Please don't

worry about me, darling.

I've plenty of money,

and I'll find some nice place.

Maybe on the lakes.

It ought to be beautiful in the autumn.

Where will you have the baby?

That's a long way off.

You're not to worry about that one bit.

Anyway,

people have babies everywhere.

Yes, that's true.

Well.

This is it, kid.

- I'm going into the station with you.

- No, darling, I'd rather you didn't.

- Oh, darling, please.

- It'll be easier to say goodbye here.

Thank you.

- Thank you for everything.

- I love you.

I love you. I adore you.

Take good care of yourself

and young Catherine.

I will. And you...

...you promise

you'll come back to us.

I will.

Take the lady back

to the American hospital.

- Hello. How are you?

- All right, sir, thank you. And you?

You couldn't believe

how bad it's been.

But it will be worse.

We can expect the Germans

on this front...

...now that the Russians have made

a separate peace with them.

What about your countrymen?

Now that your country's in it,

will there be many Americans here?

They're training an army of 10 million.

The French front will get them all.

We'll never get any down here.

- We'll face the Germans alone.

- Many of them, you think?

Five, 10 divisions, who knows.

But I suppose we'll know soon enough.

- Heard the Germans are good.

- It isn't that they're better men.

They've got a better war machine.

Been building it gun by gun for years...

...while we Italians

have been practicing civilization.

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Ben Hecht

Ben Hecht (1894–1964) was an American screenwriter, director, producer, playwright, journalist and novelist. A journalist in his youth, he went on to write thirty-five books and some of the most entertaining screenplays and plays in America. He received screen credits, alone or in collaboration, for the stories or screenplays of some seventy films. more…

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