Desire Page #5

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Can it be that tonight...

Is the night?

That was beautiful, really beautiful.

Now you do something, Mr. Bradley.

Well, I can walk on my hands.

Fine. Fine.

No, it's much too early after dinner.

- Uncle, why don't you show us some tricks?

- Oh, no.

Yes, why don't you?

All right.

Now here's a perfectly plain

linen handkerchief.

Now watch it carefully.

Now the object of this trick

is to see how big a hole...

...we can burn in the handkerchief.

That's great.

By the way, Mr. Bradley...

...do you always carry your money

in your nose?

I don't know,

but I very often pay through the nose.

- Go on, do some more.

- All right, if you insist.

May I have your pearis for a moment?

Now, Mr. Bradley,

you see this pearl necklace?

Now watch it very carefully.

Now, one, two, three!

- Where'd they go?

- Look in your right-hand pocket.

No, look in the right-hand pocket

of your coat.

Well, how'd they get in my pocket?

Well, I can't tell you that, Mr. Bradley.

- Well, I hope you've been entertained?

- Entertained?

It's a marvellous evening.

Now, Mr. Bradley,

you've had a very strenuous day...

- And I should think you must be tired.

- Tired?

I should say not. I could stay up a week

under these circumstances.

But you're looking tired, isn't he? Look.

You've been very kind and I don't want you

to put yourself out too much.

You're right. It is getting late,

and if you want to go to bed...

...why, don't let your European etiquette

stand in the way.

If you're tired, why,

just go and lay the body down.

All right, then I'll do my last trick

of the evening and make myself disappear.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Good night, Mr. Bradley.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Good night!

Good night.

Well, I guess this is

what's known as being alone at last.

- Madeleine?

- I'll be right back.

Yes?

I'm sorry to interrupt this serenade,

but I really wish you'd go to bed.

- Carlos, don't be foolish.

- Don't you be foolish.

And don't encourage him to stay here.

We've got to get rid of him

as soon as possible.

And please, no emotional entanglements.

It's dangerous, Madeleine, at this moment.

So go to bed at once, please.

I didn't realise how tired I am.

I think I'll go to bed.

Oh, come on.

Please stay a while, just a few minutes.

Please.

You know...

...all you need is a frame now

and you'd be a masterpiece.

All I need is a nice, soft bed.

You must realise that I've never been

with anyone like you before.

It sounds funny, but I don't seem

to be able to entertain you.

I hate to be entertained.

Please don't do it.

Well...

Look, where I come from,

I'm not considered exactly bashful...

...and if I were home and you were...

Lizzie Smith, or Susie Brown,

or Mary Jones...

What would you do?

Oh, boy, what...

We wouldn't be sitting here...

Well, I'm glad I'm not Mary Jones...

...or Lizzie Smith...

...or Susie Brown.

I'm crazy about you, Madeleine.

Madeleine. You don't know

how I've wanted to call you that.

Madeleine, I love you.

It's hit me all of a sudden. I love you.

And when you wake up, I'm gonna take you

in my arms and I'm going to kiss you.

I'm going to tell you that...

Did you say something, Mr. Bradley?

No, nothing.

Well, good night.

Calm yourself, Madeleine.

You see, it was nothing. You're too nervous.

Why shouldn't I be? How could I help it?

Hunted, chased every moment.

Never knowing when they'll get us.

It's a wonderful life, Carlos, isn't it?

Every time the door opens,

not knowing who's coming in.

They'll get us, Carlos.

Sooner or later, they will.

Now, now. Go to bed, Madeleine.

You need a good rest.

Sleep! Who knows

how many days we've left.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe tonight.

Good night.

Good night, Madeleine.

You're still up? Is anything the matter?

Nervous.

Why should you be nervous?

I don't know. I didn't know I had a nerve

in my body until tonight.

Why don't you go to bed

and get a good rest?

I tried to, but that Spanish moon...

You see him up there? Strong, isn't it?

It was shining right into my window.

Why don't you draw the curtain?

I see. Turn off the moon,

turn on the moon, just as you like.

Some people can do that easier than others.

- Aren't you a bit hasty, Mr. Bradley?

- Maybe I am. I'm sorry.

You see...

But you wouldn't understand, anyway.

How could you?

This is the first vacation

I've ever had in my life...

...and who knows if I'll get a chance again.

A few more days and

I'll be back in Detroit...

...and all the fun's over.

Big chimneys, black smoke...

...hammering noise and work, and more work.

Yet I couldn't live without it.

I love it and I hate it.

You know, Mr. Bradley...

...the Spanish moon is very becoming to you.

I never saw you in this light before.

- You weren't even listening.

- Oh, yes, I was.

I heard everything you said,

about yourself...

Detroit, your work,

you love it and you hate it.

Isn't that the way you feel about me?

Not exactly. I...

- I never said I love you.

- Liar.

When?

Maybe I dreamed when I was asleep.

Yes, I must have dreamed.

Because I heard your voice

saying you were crazy about me...

...and that you loved me.

But I'm sure you didn't mean it.

- I mean everything I say.

- No, you don't.

"Madeleine, I love you.

"When you wake up, I'm going to take you

in my arms and kiss you. "

Madeleine, so you weren't asleep?

Not quite.

Why did you let me go through

all this torture? Why didn't you tell me?

I wasn't sure if I liked you enough.

And now?

I still don't know.

Madeleine? Madeleine?

Yes, dear?

I have a wire from Aunt Olga.

I have to leave immediately for Madrid.

Say, wake up, Madeleine. This is important.

A telegram from Aunt Olga. I have to leave.

Say, what's the matter with you?

Where are the pearis?

Pearis?

The pearis, yes. Where are they?

Now look here.

You're not to leave

until I wire you. Understand?

Yes, I understand.

No, you don't.

I'm going to take this Bradley with me.

What?

I say, I'm going to take this Bradley

to town with me.

I'll get rid of him there.

Mr. Bradley.

Mr. Bradley. Mr. Bradley!

Yes, darling.

Wake up, please. I'm leaving for Madrid.

Goodbye.

Have a good trip.

If you'd like to go with me,

I'll be very glad to have you.

It's a wonderful trip. You can see Spain.

Always wanted to see Spain.

- Ever since I was a little boy.

- Well, now's your chance.

But I'm not a little boy anymore.

He won't go. See if you can persuade him.

- We don't want him hanging around here.

- I'll talk to him.

Tom.

Tom!

Tom.

- Good morning, Mr. Bradley.

- Good morning, Countess.

- I hear you don't want to leave.

- Right. I don't.

My uncle sent me here to persuade you

to leave. Can you be persuaded?

No.

Thank you, darling.

- Well?

- Carlos, he thinks you're a wonderful man.

Well, is he going to leave?

No.

Now, Mr. Bradley, I don't want

to be impolite, but I must insist.

Madeleine.

Yes, darling?

Nothing. I was just saying your name.

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