Eager to Live Page #5

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breaking up the action,

but breaking stride in turn.

So, Barone's violence against Dick

is rightly balanced by the breaking

of the same Barone, that acted unfairly.

In fact the crowd noisily remarks

this unexpected development.

It was a sure thing!

- I had told you.

...Peter will cross the finish alone,

unless Clarice, No. 5,

that now is slowly gaining ground,

manages to get past him.

In fact, Peter feels the danger,

and runs the final straight

rather nervously.

Christ! Go on!

That's it! What we expected

may be about to happen.

Clarice manages to pull alongside him.

The two fight to the breaking point,

but Clarice resists.

Go on!

- With a great sprint it reaches Peter

up to cross the finish together!

Only the photograph will decide

in a few seconds this exciting Prix,

which was not without surprises.

- What's up? - Nothing.

It's all a bluff.

I won an each way bet!

It's Clarice, don't you see?

- No, I tell you.

Yes!

- See? There's the photograph.

We are different. We say what we think,

we lay our cards on the table!

I don't feel so perfect. Massimo is

like us. And can be much better than us.

What do you know? What did he tell you,

to make you believe..? - Nothing!

He only spoke well of you.

- And I speak ill of him, tell him!

I want at least the right to speak ill of

him, the right to tell him... - Stop it!

All right.

Anyway, sooner or later you'll wise up.

It's not over yet, Lucia.

Clarice! Clarice won!

Clarice won!

This race was fishy!

You took a big responsibility.

You agreed too. Now we're in a mess.

You said the other horses didn't count.

Now get out the money that I gave you.

You know what you've done?

You've messed up one million and a half.

Well, what can I do?

Start!

So, with the 100 you had me bet,

you owe me 1.1.

Shall we go in the hall,

so you give me the money?

It's 1,100,000, by God!

I'm not kidding. I can ruin you, you know?

So?

Tonight is not the time.

We'll talk about it later.

Let me go.

I have commitments. I want it now!

- I don't think so.

Like I said, we'll talk later.

You didn't sign the paper deliberately.

You wanted to fool me from the start!

I'll fix you up!

It's true what Daniele said.

It's all true.

Now I'm sure.

But I don't care.

I love you, Massimo.

How many girls come here?

How many have the keys to your apartment?

- None.

Yes, that's it. And then there are

those who didn't return the keys.

We begin by changing the lock.

But, can we talk seriously for a moment?

- No.

I'll have to talk to Daniele.

This is part of my things to fix.

Love, I don't see why.

Poor Daniele.

As you see, you're not the only one

making troubles. I too got my share.

How can you say that, Lucia?

You are...

- Hush.

From tomorrow, each on their own.

And then...

And then?

Love, for 2 or 3 days

I don't want to be found here.

You can come to my place.

"Closed"

Excuse me.

Did you see Massimo? Has he come?

- Mr. Fontana won't come today.

I don't know if you heard.

There was a little incident the other

night at the races. So, in short...

there is an ongoing investigation.

It will be a long job!

But you talked to him this morning?

- Of course.

I don't understand.

I hope nothing happened to him.

I phoned him, I went to look for him.

But, I found everything closed.

Sure, it's a delicate matter.

Mr. Fontana may prefer...

He's certainly busy, you know.

- But, Sandro Torrenova has come?

I don't know... I don't know, miss.

If you'll excuse me.

May I use the phone?

- Please, go ahead.

Hello?

Is there Sandro, please?

But how do I know, my dear lady?

I wouldn't have dared to disturb you

if it weren't urgent. Important to me.

I think I heard him say on the phone

that was supposed to be

at the Casina Valadier.

But, when and with whom,

my dear lady, I wouldn't know.

I'm sorry.

You're welcome.

I don't care.

Not a bit.

- But how? When a jury makes a decision...

Let them take all steps they want.

I'm tired of the hall. Enough.

If you want to buy the license,

it's a good deal. Half a million.

Sell what? The license is taken away

with authority. The Agency doesn't joke.

You're out of money? Remember my IOUs.

- But yes, yes.

Just sold the license, I'll redeem them

all together. - The license again!

I was joking. - Look, but tell me,

what happened to you? - To me? Nothing!

I'm fine. - I see. But what's up?

You didn't show up for 2 days.

Listen, Sandro.

I may need a favor from you.

Massimo! - Hello, beauty!

- Elena, how are you?

What happened at the racing hall?

- Nothing.

But I'm aware, they questioned a jockey

beaten by Mario and Filippo.

They said you're all in cahoots.

- It's not true.

And then, since when you care of

affairs that don't concern you?

I thought...

maybe that's why you had disappeared.

Well... yes...

actually, there is an investigation.

Sit.

Not even time to call me!

But you know in what state I am?

You know that..?

Say!

You ever thought I am a minor?

I can even resort to the Police,

denounce you!

Tell me the truth...

There is someone, right?

You don't love me anymore?

I do love you.

But I have many hassles, little darling.

You should understand, right?

Besides, I've always said that

I wasn't going to marry you.

But what should we do

with a child at a time like this?

What do you mean?

What did you understand?

I don't know.

You're so changed.

You leave me all alone.

You're weird.

You're wrong.

Only, I don't want tragedies.

Be a good girl!

Smile.

Want to go out? Shall we go somewhere?

Arrange what you wish.

Want to see people?

We bring them home.

Come on, be good.

Smile!

Go on!

Think about how we are stubborn in hopes.

When you phoned me this morning

to come here,

and you wanted to talk...

I got intrigued.

She will tell me...

She will tell me...

I love you, understand?

I'd like to wish you to be happy,

but for me there is but

the happiness we can have together!

And Massimo doesn't deserve

this happiness!

You don't know, you can't understand.

- I know everything, I told you.

Possibly much more than you.

I know I can trust.

I will propose him to come with me.

I have a job offer in England.

What I earn, will be enough

for both of us in early times.

And then, he will make his own path.

- You deceive yourself, he'll never accept!

His strength is in this small circle of

snobs and shady business he can dominate!

Do not wish ill to Massimo.

He has no blame in our story.

It happened to him what happened to me.

When will you see him?

- I hope to never see him again.

Why?

We'll all be good friends again.

We'll pay, down to the last penny.

It is I who am committed.

We're keeping accounts!

You'll get married?

I did not ask him.

I will not ask him.

The only condition I lay is that

he comes away, starts all anew, pays all.

The rest comes by itself.

I'll let you know if I won

or I lost the first bout.

Yes?

Alright.

As agreed.

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