Every Time We Say Goodbye Page #5

Yeah, I could tell that by the way

they dragged her out of the room.

I know what her brothers think,

but they're wrong.

- Lf I could just go and explain to them...

- Oh, David, don't be an ass.

It's bound to make it worse.

David, forget about doing anything

for a week.

- Maybe two.

- He doesn't have a week.

Why doesn't he have a week?

Because we're pulling out of Jerusalem

the day after tomorrow.

- Where to?

- Egypt.

- Oh, please, Peter, let me come with you.

- Darling, that's impossible.

Let me go to England to be with your family.

- There's a war on in England as well.

- I don't care.

I can't stay here alone with no more family.

Damn it,

I've told your bloody family I'll come back.

Christ, I'm willing

to become a Jew tomorrow.

Peter...

let me come to Egypt.

Or send me to England.

Or give me a divorce!

I think England is the answer

if you can arrange the transport.

Davey, can you imagine the sort of reception

she'll get there from my family?

What the hell were you planning on doing

after the war?

I was planning on being there with her.

Listen, why don't you stay here tonight...

in case the brothers decide

to pay you another visit.

Sure.

Thanks.

- Where are my clothes?

- You don't need clothes.

You're not going anywhere.

Who says so?

I say so. Your brothers say so.

I can't believe it!

Perhaps you'd like to go out naked.

Not that it would surprise me

if you did.

Who can that be?

Go and see, Clara.

Hello, Clara.

- Who is it?

- It's him, Mother.

The American! He's at the door!

Just open the door!

I just wanna talk to Mr. Perrera.

No, he is not home! Go away! Go away!

Have you no shame?

You ruin my daughter

and you dare knock on our door! Go away!

Mrs. Perrera, it's not what you think.

Please let me just speak with Sarah.

- Go away before I call the police.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait!

Would you give this to her, then? Please?

No, no, you can't see Sarah.

My sons are close by.

Go away or they will come here and kill you!

Go! Go! Go! Get your brothers! Go!

- She's upstairs?

- Please, just go on.

Get them and my husband.

He's crazy, this one!

Sarah, just listen to me.

I have to leave in the morning.

But I'll be back. I promise you, I'll be back...

and then we'll straighten

this whole mess out.

David!

Give me the key!

Go back to your room at once!

David!

He's gone.

Who is it?

Mama, open the door.

What's going on?

Nothing.

What are you doing here?

Nothing.

Go to the kitchen.

Dinner is ready.

- Quick, my clothes!

- I couldn't get to them.

I got some clothes

from my girlfriend.

She's about your size.

I love you, brother!

Oh, Lieutenant!

I hope I did the right thing.

Lieutenant...

I took the liberty of letting the young lady

into your room.

You see, I couldn't have her in the lobby.

She had no shoes on!

I almost didn't come back here.

- I almost went out and got drunk instead.

- But you didn't.

They took my clothes.

- You walked here like that?

- I had to see you one last time.

- I must look...

- Adorable.

Damn it, why can't you look terrible?

I've been out walking the streets...

trying to convince myself

I wasn't in love with you.

And I come back here

and you're barefoot and you're adorable.

Today was the worst day I've ever spent.

I think of not seeing you again.

Sarah, I love you...

I wanted to tell you last night,

when you were still here.

Are they really sending you back to the war?

Egypt.

But it's not that far away.

I'll come back as often as I can.

I'll write you every day.

- I'll dream of you every...

- No, don't.

What do you mean? What's wrong?

- Promise me.

- What? Anything!

Promise me you won't come back.

- What are you talking about?

- You said "anything."

Sarah, I just told you that I love you.

- I can't stay...

- Are you trying to drive me crazy?

Please, promise me!

All right, if that's what you want, I promise.

Don't look so miserable.

I'm here and I can stay all night.

If you really knew how much I love you.

Sarah...

No, don't say it.

- But, how do you know?

- I know.

Just a postcard.

When the war's over.

So you'll know I made it.

I already know you will.

I don't need a postcard.

But, after the war is over.

By then, you won't even remember.

You're nuts, you know that?

You're just plain nuts!

- But you still love me anyway.

- Yes.

Say it, then.

I love you.

And, I love you.

- Now, go to sleep.

- No.

- Yes.

- No.

- I can see you're sleepy.

- I'm afraid to.

- I'm afraid you'll slip away.

- Not without saying goodbye.

I promise.

Now, go to sleep.

Sarah?

Good morning, Uncle.

What are you doing out so early?

Has anything happened, God forbid?

What is it, Saltiel?

Nothing! It's Sarah.

What Sarah?

Great heavens!

Please, Auntie, Uncle,

I'm sorry to wake you up.

- I'd like to see Nessim.

- At this ungodly hour?

What has happened to your shoes?

Is Raphael so poor...

that he can't buy you

a pair of shoes?

And what is this disguise?

You think it's Purim?

Can't you see

the poor girl is upset?

Sarah?

- What's going on?

- I must talk with you.

Haven't you caused him

enough trouble?

Quiet, woman!

Make us some coffee.

Let's leave them alone.

Go, go.

I had to see it to believe it.

What is the world coming to?

What is it, Sarah?

Is it your mother? Did she...

No.

Sit down.

I want you to answer me without thinking.

Would you marry me?

Marry you?

- You want me to marry you?

- Yes.

- I'll gladly die for you, Sarah, you know that.

- I'm not asking you to die.

Yes.

Yes, I'll marry you.

- Even after what happened?

- Nothing happened, Sarah.

Something did, and you know it.

All I know is that I love you.

What if I don't love you?

You don't?

Not even a little bit?

So what if you don't love me?

It's not the end of the world.

What is love, after all?

I'll be a good husband, Sarah.

And I'm sure you'll be a good wife.

I have enough love for the two of us.

You might, perhaps, one day.

Who knows?

Sarah?

Sarah?

Sarah?

- You all right, sir?

- Yeah. Baxter bought it.

- Bailed out?

- Burned.

Peter, what do you say?

I think you're mad.

You'll be spending two days

out of three days traveling...

just to spend one day in Jerusalem.

Why don't we spend three days

on the beach at Alexandria?

Because, you've got a wife in Jerusalem,

to start with.

Actually, as it happens, I haven't.

Or, not for long, anyway.

Vicky and I are gonna pack it in, David.

Her father's arranged

some kind of bogus annulment...

she's gonna go back to her family

and I'm gonna be a happy bachelor again.

You just gonna sit there

and let that happen?

I'm rather surprised

to hear this coming from you, David.

You were the one that told me

marriage was crazy and selfish.

I think you're taking this awfully easy, Peter.

Believe me,

nothing between Victoria and me...

has been easy, David.

I think you're feeling more down about this

than you're letting on.

And I really want to see Sarah.

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