Istanbul Page #4

No!

Paul, you will take Mr. Brennan

back to his hotel.

As you say, sir.

It will now be the

technique of the old days.

There's a kid you've got here,

professor.

Get him to tell you

sometime how he tried

to make his own deal

for the diamonds.

Look Marge, I said

no and that's final.

I don't care what we

spent for the tickets.

Stop being a stubborn ox.

We are not going to see no Hamlet.

Especially in Turkish.

No need to raise your voice, Charles.

Come off it with that

Charles routine.

You're not that far from Brooklyn,

Marge O'Hare. You never will be.

It's times like this, I

know my mother was right.

You are a slob.

Having fun?

Mr. Brennan, how nice to see you.

It's a pleasure to see you.

Especially wearing

that beautiful gown.

- What is it, Becker, Dior?

- Balenciaga.

You see Charles,

there are man who can

tell a Paris gown

from a diving suit.

Diving suit! Have a drank,

Brennan.

Thanks, very much.

- Big evening planned?

- No. Not really.

We thought we might

go to the theater.

They're showing

Hamlet, you know.

In Turkish.

Now, I think we're going to

skip that for the night, Marge.

Oh, that would be a shame.

That would be some experience,

Hamlet in Turkish.

Oh, we won't skip it.

Mme Boyle, what a surprise!

How wonderful to find you here.

Monsieur Moret! Charles, you

remember Monsieur Moret!

- Sure.

- This is the M. Brennan.

"Monsieur."

May I have the pleasure

of dancing with you?

- Huh?

- Dance.

Oh. Oui. Oui-oui.

If Monsieur not does not mind.

Oh, he doesn't. If

you'll excuse us.

French business man

we met coming over.

Couldn't take his

eyes off Marge.

- Can't blame him.

- Waiter!

Whiskey.

You can't tell me about Moret?

Is he... how can I tell

you what his business is?

Huh? What do you mean?

He is what you might call a...

Professional international charmers.

You know that type.

Great guy with the girls.

If he tries to get

cozy with Marge...

No no. He's not that obvious.

But when it comes to that smooth

technique, oh..

He's the guy that wrote the book.

But I'll say that for him, if

your wife likes culture...

Moret's certainly got it.

Wait till I get her home.

I'll break her cultured arm.

If you're gonna catch that show,

it's just about curtain time.

You're right.

Sorry to bust in. But we've

got a show to catch.

Remember, honey?

Look, dear. If you don't want

to go, it's perfectly all right.

Don't want to go? Me? What,

are you kidding? Sorry, Moret.

See you, Brennan.

Charlie, this is ridiculous.

You are hurting me.

Nice meeting you.

The Boyles have just

left the hotel, sir.

All right. Wait a minute.

Thank you very much.

It was a beautiful evening.

- Thank you.

- Sure.

Good night. It's been lovely.

- Goodbye, Vera.

- Good night.

Stephanie.

I am afraid you

have made a mistake

I'm Jim.

Jim.

Jim Brennan.

Sorry...

Mr. Brennan, I think you have

confused my wife with somebody else.

Her name is Karen, Karen Fielding

.

- I beg your pardon.

- That's all right.

Good night.

Yes, Mr. Brennan?

A couple who just left.

Fielding is the name I think.

Do you know them?

Mr. and Mrs. Fielding. Oh yes.

He is a construction engineer

from London.

The consul here can tell

you more about him.

All right.

He knows me, dear. He knows me.

He could have been wrong.

A mistake is not impossible.

He called me Stephanie.

Stephanie and says he knows me.

Mere suggestion he said.

His name, Brennan it

means something to you?

We knew this might

happen one day.

- Look at me. Are you happy?

- You know who I am.

Do I?

I think I know what

it must be like.

Always wondering, groping,

searching for memories...

That are never there.

And then I think of you

and all I am...

And all you have given me

and the past doesn't matter.

It could you know.

We have a very perfect life

together, you and I, Karen.

You open the past now,

it can shatter.

It's for you to decide, darling.

Question mark for the past...

Or one for the future.

Your choice.

I can plead my own

case quite simply.

- I love you very much.

- Douglas.

- Good morning, sir.

- Good morning.

- Is Mr. Fielding in, please?

- Are you expected, sir?

I'm an old friend.

The name is Brennan.

- Would you mind waiting here, sir?

- No. Oh...

Mr. and Mrs. Fielding

live here long?

No, sir. Mr Fielding only uses this

house during his visits in England.

Thank you.

Yes, Mr. Brennan?

Mr. Brennan? Me? Stephie?

What is this? What happened?

Last night, after five years...

The woman you saw last night

is not the woman you knew.

You mean to tell me that

you're not Stephanie Bauer?

Perhaps I'm not.

5 years ago,

I lost my memory...

As a result of what the

doctors call shock...

I was found wandering

the streets by the man...

Who is now my husband.

My life began with

Douglas Fielding and...

I'm quite content with that life.

What I was before

has no meaning to me.

Stephie. Listen to me the day

you disappeared in that fire...

Were going to fly to Paris...

Please, I have no

intention of hearing.

I'm telling you the truth!

I'm not interested in my past!

Nor in you, Mr. Brennan.

Sorry if I hurt you.

But there seems to be no other

way to make you understand.

Now if you'll please excuse me.

Mr. Brennan, I'm sorry. They

didn't tell me you were here.

- Have you seen my wife?

- Yes.

- Cigarette?

- No thanks.

Tell me, Brennan.

How well did you know Karen?

- I was in love with her.

- And she with you?

- Yes.

- I see.

And now you find her

well and happy

in a home and life

where she's loved.

And I may add, terribly needed.

You intend to change all that?

I don't intend to

let her spend the

rest of her life in

a state of amnesia.

For whose sake then?

Hers or yours?

Brennan, I ask you what could you do

that wouldn't be selfish and cruel?

I assure you Karen is happy.

Happy?

How can she be happy

when she can't

remember the greater

part of her life?

Perhaps the best part.

What kind of happiness is this?

Let her know the truth.

Then we will know

where we stand.

My wife isn't a trophy in a contest

between you and me, Brennan!

I do not care where we stand.

Well, I do.

I think she ought to decide

which part of her life

she wants to remember.

And which part she's

going to forget.

We're leaving for England tonight.

- Is there anything else?

- No, not for the moment.

Very well. I think you better you go.

Mr. Fielding has called, madam.

He says he will pick up

the plane tickets on his return.

Thank you, Bruno.

Those are packed.

You can take them down.

- James.

- Yes, madam?

You called?

No.

Tell Mr. Fielding I had to go out.

I shan't be very long.

Yes, madam.

This way, madam. This way.

Do you mind if I sit over there?

Not at all. Excuse me.

- Madame?

- Yes. Vodka gimlet, please.

Very well.

Mr. Brennan, I did not expect you

so soon. Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

- For you. Monsieur?

- Nothing right now. Thanks.

I see you still favor

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