Being Human Page #5

Fadradakeeli.

Indrabooti Fadrabak--

Fadrabakeemi.

Indrabooti Fachabak...

Ohh.

Ohh.

Five deaths this morning.

We've stopped people

eating the fruit,

but some people just

ate too many eggs.

The nuns have gone.

How many eggs did you have?

Three.

I had them boiled.

I had four.

I don't feel very well.

Four's all right.

The really sick ones had 8, 10.

Let's not talk about it.

What do you have?

We'll have to trade for food.

They'll go for this--copper...

nails.

We're going to

meet a king today. Hup.

Dom Paulo,

they've arrived.

Excellent.

That's it?

[mules braying]

Where's the king?

He's not a real king,

But they are his camels.

[speaking native language]

He doesn't know if you're real.

He wants to see your navel

so he'll be sure you were

born like real people.

My navel?

You four also.

Now he wants to see you breathe.

Breathe.

Breathe.

And it shall be called

the way of holiness.

The unclean shall not pass...

and the thirsty land

springs of water.

Water.

And the mule.

And the mule.

So many stories--

crosses, eggs, nails,

shipwrecks, hanged men,

feasts, ropes,

corpses, bread,

wine, lovers.

Suck out the marrow.

That's the best bit.

But in the end,

isn't every story

all the one story?

Where's Francisco?

Dona Ursula's sick.

[Da Cunha] What about the sick?

How are they going to walk?

I'm staying here.

I'm going to work on that raft,

then I'm sailing home.

You can't.

They've taken all the nails!

What about them, dom Paulo?

I've been discussing it

with father Diogo.

I can't see how a hundred of us

can carry back 70 sick.

Going to take your big cross

into the desert, Diogo?

I thought we'd make a smaller one.

[laughing]

I'm going to search

the scriptures tonight

to find an answer.

An excuse, you mean.

Francisco.

Will you share a bottle

of wine with me?

I've had it since we left the ship,

and I want to drink it

tonight with you.

You should hang for this.

Some of the people

might have lived

with a glass of this

in their stomachs.

We'll save Ursula a glass.

Yeah, we will.

The natives are taking us to water.

We're leaving tomorrow.

She won't be traveling anywhere.

I'm staying with her.

I know.

That's why I had to see you tonight.

So you want to tidy things up

before you leave?

Put your conscience to rest?

Not just for me.

For all of us.

The pain and effort

she puts into despising me

must be tormenting her...

and you and I.

Am I selfish to want to stop that?

I'm your friend, Hector.

Your only mistake was getting

on the same ship home.

I never meant to get

on your damn ship.

If I hadn't gotten

on that ship,

I'd be home now, safe.

Understand me.

Tomorrow you're leaving.

Ursula and me, we're staying.

Believe me, many things

no longer matter to us,

Ursula and me.

Vanities, hurts from the past,

they're nothing.

They no longer have meaning.

This is my last bottle of wine.

I think tomorrow she'll talk to you.

You do?

I do. And what does it matter?

I'll never forget you or what

you're doing for these poor people.

Good luck to you.

It breaks my heart

to leave you like this.

What else can I do?

God protect you.

Well.

We're leaving the big cross with you.

Oh. Thank you.

And I'll comfort them

as best I can.

You're staying?

No. No. I'll comfort them

before we leave.

I think my place

is with you, don't you?

I think so.

I'll ask her.

In you go.

Thank you for seeing me.

I don't have much to say

except I'm sorry for all

the hurt I've caused you.

There are so many things

I could explain.

How we stupidly

misunderstand each other.

Later we can talk.

Later?

Yes. Later.

There's no later.

I'm leaving now.

You're leaving?

Yes.

You're not staying with us?

I'm living--

leaving with the others,

and I want to tell you

that I will pray

for your soul in Lisbon.

Oh, you'll pray

for my soul in Lisbon?

Yes.

I will.

At the cathedral?

At the cathedral.

Every day.

[laughs]

Oh...

Goodbye, Hector.

Have a pleasant journey.

I'll try.

What?

Ursula, don't turn away.

I have so much more to say to you.

We seem to be misunderstanding

each other again.

Idiot.

You've made your peace with her?

I think so. Yes.

Thank god.

Well...

Goodbye.

You want me to take

anything back for you?

A message, letter?

If you were carrying

something for me,

I'd have to worry about you.

If you go empty-handed,

I can put you out of my mind.

I want to ask you something.

There's no easy way to do it.

Go on, Hector.

Your boots.

What about them?

Can I have them?

You can have my shoes.

They're perfect for here.

I've got to walk 600 miles,

Francisco.

600 miles in these sandals.

Yes. You're right.

I daresay my boots

would take you 600 miles.

I look after them.

I'll look after them, too.

I'll walk all the way home,

and I'll remember you

in the cathedral in Lisbon.

In my boots?

Yes.

Oh...

Hector, you have surpassed yourself.

Sit down. Take my boots.

Really?

Yes. Go on.

[laughing]

Oh. These are fabulous.

Are they made by Da Fosco?

Ohh.

Best bootmaker in Goa.

Oh.

Hey. Pray for my soul

in Lisbon, Hector.

I will, Francisco.

Pray for your own.

Ha ha ha ha.

You really think you're going

to walk out of here,

don't you?

All the way home, Francisco.

Those are fine boots.

Aren't they?

They look a bit big for you.

Probably more my size.

No. They're fine.

Boots the wrong size are

worse than no boots at all.

Really?

Aah!

Oh.

[speaking foreign language]

Ya. Brooklyn.

I'm going to Queens.

Do you know the lady?

Think you'll go to jail again?

Will you release some

public comment to the press?

Will you talk to us?

Oh, Anna. Thank god.

Yeah. Listen, I'm at

that building in Queens.

Oh. I need your help.

Come get me.

Yeah. There's cops, dogs, everything.

I'm all right.

I need your car.

I don't have time

to get the rental car.

They won't let me out

of the building, Anna.

Building warrant, license...

I'm calm.

I'm all right.

Here's what you do.

It's not my building.

It's my partner's building.

I took the call.

I came to see if I could help.

Slow down, troup.

So, it's 3:
15 on a Friday.

You are staying here

until mr. Santiago

gets the paperwork.

Get your partner over here.

This is serious.

It's 3:
35.

I might have to close the place.

Why? What happened?

I danced with a prince

on my 18th birthday!

And now look at me!

I warn you Monday!

I told you the floor

was making noises.

It wasn't me, mrs...

Philippopilis.

Philippopilis.

Oh, castrate you...

Are you all right?

My son sees his mother

laying here...

he gonna sue you!

I'm not the landlord,

mrs. Philippopilis.

Yeah. I'm at the building.

She fell through the floor

on her toilet.

It's not funny. No.

You get down here.

Why'd you do this to me, Boris?

They want all sorts of documents.

The place is crawling with--

Oh, yeah.

[speaking Greek]

Mrs. Philippopilis,

this is my lawyer.

He wants to ask a question.

This place is a mess!

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