For Whom the Bell Tolls Page #8

All you barbers are emotional.

Orderly!

Call the lieutenant colonel. Don't

forget, I'm your superior officer.

I'm not afraid of your threats. Cynics

like you would be eliminated...

"First" is the word you want.

- As long as they liquidate you.

"Liquidated" is a word foreign

to Spain. - Shot, then!

That's Spanish, can you understand it?

- Yes, but don't talk so loud!

Your emotions bore me.

Hello, Gmez.

- Colonel.

What brings you?

Why didn't this get here sooner?

- Stupidity.

I'm not sure

you can get through now.

Write them a very strong safe-conduct.

You'll need something strong tonight.

We're careful before an offensive.

You know

what I've been thinking about?

What I should do

to take care of you well.

I'll learn from Pilar

and other things you can tell me.

What about me taking care of myself?

- But you don't.

You should have hung out your

sleeping robe in the sun this morning.

Before the dew comes,

it should have been taken in. - Go on.

Your socks should be washed.

I would see that you have two pairs.

What else?

This. I would learn how to fire it.

That's easy. I'll teach you.

- Then if you're wounded,

I could kill you and then myself.

Do you have many ideas like that?

No, not many.

But it's a good one in this war.

Pilar gave me this one

and showed me how to use it.

I always keep it with me.

- Razor blade?

She says there's no pain

if you press quickly and firmly.

And they can't stop it if it's done.

Not if you cut the artery.

How long have you had it?

Ever since I was rescued.

But I'd rather have you shoot me.

Promise me if there's ever any need

that you will shoot me.

Sure. I promise.

Thank you very much.

I know it's not easy to do.

But there are other things

I can do for you.

Besides shoot me?

- Yes. I can roll cigarettes

when your box is empty.

- Without spilling tobacco? - Yes.

And if you're wounded, I'll take care

of you, wash you and feed you.

Maybe I won't be wounded.

- If you're sick,

I'll make soup and read to you.

- Maybe I won't get sick.

Then I'll bring you coffee.

- Maybe I don't like coffee.

This morning you had two cups.

- Suppose I get tired of coffee,

I'm not wounded or sick, I give up

smoking, have only one pair of socks,

and roll up my robe myself.

What then?

Then I'll cut your hair with Pilar's

scissors. - I don't like that.

Neither do I.

I like your hair the way it is.

So if there's nothing to do for you,

I'll sit by you and watch you.

And in the nights we'll make love.

You are shameless.

If you don't love me,

I love you enough for both.

I was asleep.

I'm sorry I woke up.

I didn't know I was sleeping.

It was so beautiful in your house.

- My house? - Yes.

In America. The one you told me about.

Where you were a little boy.

Does the stairway turn at the top,

like this?

And there is the door to your mother's

room? Yes, that's how it was.

Your mother was there,

and your grandfather

who fought in the American Civil War.

- He's dead.

He was there, just as you described

him. I liked him very much.

And I loved your mother.

She was holding a child

who looked exactly like my Roberto.

When I asked her whose son it was,

she said, "Why, it's yours, Mara."

That's why I had to look at you.

- Maybe you weren't dreaming.

No, I was there,

just as real as I'm here now.

Can't you wait till I take you there?

- Oh Roberto,

that, too, is like a dream,

like a wonderful dream.

My hair amuses you because it's odd.

But every day it's growing.

And it will be long

and I will not look ugly.

Perhaps you will love me very much.

All the things you've told me tonight,

it's... it's as if

you'd already taken me to Madrid

and to America.

That's just the beginning.

Wait till this war is over.

Do I please you?

Will you always take me with you?

Unless you run away from me.

- No, I'll never go away from you.

I loved you when I first saw you,

I always have,

though I never saw you before.

Now I'm your woman.

I'll always be your woman.

Always!

Where is the headquarters

of General Golz of the 35th division?

Not here. - I was told

he was in the vicinity. What is here?

The comandancia.

- Of what? - Who are you?

Captain Gmez of the 65th brigade

and I ask where is General Golz.

I can hear the wind in the trees.

Now it will soon be light.

Will we ever come back?

Some day, Mara.

And stay here again?

- Some day.

Do you think Andrs got through?

We can't tell until sunrise.

Are you afraid?

Not now.

I love you, Roberto.

Always remember.

I love you

as I love my father and mother,

as I love our unborn children,

as I love what I love most

in the world, and I love you more.

Always remember.

I'll remember.

Nothing can ever part us now, can it?

Nothing, Mara.

Ingls!

Ingls!

What is it, Pilar? What's wrong?

It must have been Pablo!

- Pablo's gone. What do you mean?

Your exploder!

The box that explodes the dynamite.

When I stirred up the fire for coffee,

I found it.

What? - It was under the ashes.

- I thought you were guarding it.

I slept with your things!

- You slept well!

He must have done it last night

before we got back.

Maybe it will work again.

Is there no other way to explode

the charges? - Yes, sure.

A bad way, but I can do it.

That swine!

What is the way, Ingls?

- Get me your hand grenades.

Do they always explode?

- Yes, but not strong enough.

I didn't ask that.

Have they always exploded? - Always.

I've brought 3 more men from the band

of Elias. - Traitor.

I've come back, Pilar, and I've

brought more men for the bridge.

Did you do that?

- I had a moment of weakness.

Kill him, Ingls!

Yes, I meant to leave.

Having seen what happened to El Sordo,

I was afraid to die.

But having done such a thing,

I was lonely.

Do you understand loneliness?

- I understand cowardice!

Don't mock me, woman.

Don't you see I've come back?

I've thought of a way

to explode the dynamite.

So have I.

The only reason I don't

shoot you is because we need you.

I've brought more men

for the bridge, Ingls.

They think I'm still the leader here.

Or they wouldn't have followed me.

You are if you wish. For the fighting.

I suppose when a man has something

once, always something remains.

Our men are waiting below.

Tell them we're coming.

Don't worry about the retreat.

Now we have three more horses.

And three more men!

- Maybe they won't need their horses.

You have much control, Ingls.

I'm glad he's back.

No matter what he is, we need him.

One last thing I must tell you.

In that thing of the hand...

What thing of the hand?

- No, listen. Don't be angry.

When I looked in your hand,

it was just Gypsy humbug.

Gypsies do that to make themselves

important. - Sure, sure. Forget it.

I don't want you to worry.

- Who's worrying?

The truth is, I saw only happiness

for you and the cropped head.

I know that.

And I don't need a nurse.

I care for you very much, Ingls.

Remember that and don't worry.

Everything will go well at the bridge.

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