Letter from an Unknown Woman Page #4

it all your life.

Better hurry, sir.

Yes.

Good-bye.

Stefan. Good-bye.

Won't be long. I'll

be back in two weeks.

Good-bye. Two weeks.

"Two weeks... Stefan, how

little you knew of yourself."

"That train was taking

you out of my life."

"He was a married man."

"Does he live here in Vienna?"

"If we knew who he was,"

"He might be willing to

accept his responsibility."

You won't tell us his name?

But you haven't the means

to take care of the child.

We'll get along.

It's your duty to tell us.

When a man does...

I'm feeling tired.

Would you go?

"You may wonder why I never

came to you for help."

"I wanted to be one woman

you've had known,"

"Who had asked you for nothing."

"My deep regret is that

you never saw your son."

"There were times during those

years, I prefer not to remember."

"But this I can assure you,"

"Whatever the cost, he'd

repaid me a thousand times."

"You'd have been

proud of him, too."

"When he was almost nine."

"As much for his sake

as mine, I married."

"You know who my husband is."

"Johann Stauffer

asked to marry me."

"Knowing the truth about

us, and about our child."

Oh. How lovely.

Thank you, Johann.

What a nice birthday!

This..., and Stefan home.

You know, I'm not good

at saying such things.

But... Lisa, I want you to be

as happy as you've made be.

If I were really deserving

why, I'll be ready on time.

You are happy?

You are?

"Why shouldn't I be?"

Let's say good night.

Is he another talent?

He has a lot of talents, but

not for finishing his milk.

Or for brushing his teeth.

Made in Switzerland.

Switzerland must be a very

nice place, don't you think?

Who gave it to you, darling?

Herr Frank.

Who's Herr Frank?

His music teacher.

He said that he thinks that

I've a natural talent.

For harmonica?

No. For music.

Oh.

Good night, Stefan.

Good night, Sir.

Good night, darling.

Good night, mother.

Mother!

Yes!

I'll be right back.

You remember the last time, first

night I was home from school.

Um-hum, what about it?

When you went out, you let

me sleep in your room.

Alright.

It's a special concession because

it's your first night home.

But hurry. I'm late.

In just a minute.

There's no hurry.

Good night, Sir.

Good night.

You know, Stefan, it

might be nicer...

If you could say "Good night,

father!"instead of ood night, Sir"

But I've always

said it that way.

I think he'd like it if you

could manage to change it.

Suppose you said to me

"Good night, Madam."

It would sound pretty

silly, wouldn't it?

Now, promise me you'd go to

sleep, and not wait up for me.

I promise.

Would you bring me the

program of the opera?

I promise.

Good night, Madam.

Good night, Sir.

After all when a person treats

you so much like his son,

he is in a sense your father.

Alright, mother, if you say so.

Good night.

"The course of our lives can be

changed by such little things"

"So many passing by, each

intent on his own problems."

"So many faces, that one

might be easily lost."

"I know now. Nothing

happens by chance."

"Every moment is measured.

Every step is counted."

Curtain. Curtain going up.

Second act.

Curtain going up. Second act.

Look! Isn't that Stefan Brand?

He played last week. Is

that a concert tour?

Pleasure trip, most likely.

The way he's burning himself up,

it's a wonder he's still alive.

Ten years ago, he

showed great promise.

Too bad.

With that talent, he could've

been a great pianist.

Perhaps talent is not enough.

Perhaps he's have

too many talents.

Second act!

Curtain going up!

Sorry.

We're late.

You know the colonel Kohner...

Everyone is asking for you.

You've made a conquest.

My dear, you should

have joined us.

"Suddenly, in that one moment."

"Everything was in danger."

"Everything I thought was safe."

"Somewhere out there were your eyes.

And I knew I couldn't escape them."

"It's like the first

time I saw you."

"The years between

were melting away."

I have a headache.

No. Please don't worry.

I'll be alright.

Please stay here.

Would you be kind enough to

give my husband a message.

He's in 17. Not now.

But after the show.

Tell him, I've decided to go home.

Tell him not to worry.

Thank you.

Call my carriage, please.

Yes, Madam.

Sergeant!

Yes, Madam.

Excuse me.

You must realized that

where there's a pursuit.

And there'd also be a pursuer.

I've seen you somewhere, I know.

I followed you upstairs.

And watched you in your box.

But I couldn't place you.

And I had to speak with you.

I know how it sounds. I assure

you in this case that it's true.

Believe that, don't you?

Yes. Thank you.

Now please, just a moment.

Is there any place we could have

met, that I might have seen you?

At one of my concerts?

There must have

been sometime ago.

I haven't given any

concerts in Vienna lately.

Or anywhere else in that matter.

You don't play anymore?

Oh, it's not quite

as final as that.

I always tell myself that,

"Beginning next week."

And when next week

comes, it's this week.

So, I wait for next week again.

What are you waiting for?

It's a very disturbing question.

My carriage...

You can't ask such a question,

and just walk away.

I have a feeling... please

don't think I'm mad.

I know it sounds strange.

I can't explain it.

But I feel that you understand

what I can't even say.

And that you can help me.

Have you ever shopped

for places like cards,

Hoping to find the one...

Lies somewhere at the

edge of your memory.

The one you've been waiting for.

But tonight, when

I first saw you.

And later when I watched

you in the darkness.

It looked like one

face amongst others.

Who are you?

Promise me, I'll see you again.

I must see you.

I don't know.

Johann, you don't think

I want this to happen?

What are you going to do?

I don't know.

Lisa. We have a marriage.

Perhaps it's not all you

once hoped for. But...

You've a home, and your son.

People who care for you.

I know that, Johann.

I'll do anything to

avoid hurting you.

But I can't help it.

And your son?

Can you avoid hurting him?

He won't be harmed

I'll see to that.

There're such things

as honor, and decency.

I told myself that hundred

times this one evening.

You talk like it is

out of your hands.

It's not, Lisa.

You have a will.

You can do what's right,

what's best for you.

Or you can throw away your life.

I've had no hope but his ever.

That's romantic nonsense.

Is it?

Johann, I can't help it.

I can't dispute that.

What about him? Can't he

help himself, either?

I know now that he needs me as

much as I've always needed him.

Isn't it a bit late for

him to find that out?

We're home, Sir.

Good night.

Good night, Sir.

Lisa. If you do this, you

can never turn back.

You know that, don't you?

Yes.

I warn you. I shall do everything

in my power to prevent it.

Hello, darling. Wake up.

It's time to go

to your own room.

Did you have a nice time?

Yes, darling.

Good night, father.

Good night.

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