Love Is a Many-Splendored Thing Page #7

And I don't want you to

come down the path with me.

I want to look back and see you here.

I will be here when you

come back to me, I promise.

Remember the blue beetle?

It promised us a long and happy life.

Nora, this is Suyin.

Mark is gone, and I've lost

my position here at the hospital.

Could I stay with you for a while?

Oh, for goodness sake, Suyin.

Come and stay as long as you like.

And could I bring my little Oh-No with me?

We both have a need

for friends at the moment.

You bring Oh-No, Third Uncle,

Nine Aunt, anyone you want.

Thank you, Nora. It won't be for long.

(knock on door)

Come in.

Yes? Thank you, dear.

Goodbye.

- Can I talk to you for a moment?

- Of course, Dr Sen.

(speaking Cantonese)

- When do you leave the hospital, Suyin?

- Tomorrow.

In a week I'm returning to China.

Have you thought about going back?

- I must stay in Hong Kong.

- Because of Mr Elliott?

Yes, as a matter of fact.

So you're willing to sacrifice your country

for a romantic attachment to one man?

- Sen...

- A man who won't even marry you.

Where's your pride, Suyin?

I will not allow you to make me

feel small, selfish or ashamed.

Forget this man, Suyin.

It is a weakness unworthy of you.

There's no longer any place

in the world for weakness.

Then there is no place for doctors, since

our approach to weakness is sympathetic.

But you feel as we do. I have watched you.

You hate the poverty

and the pain you see here.

I hate it everywhere. But that doesn't

make me a Communist like you, Sen.

It just makes me try to be a better doctor.

China has been reborn, Suyin.

Our people are free at last.

Sen, refugees pour into Hong Kong

at the rate of 3,000 a day.

As a man who believes in this new order,

doesn't it disturb you that

so many flee from freedom?

You're no longer Chinese.

You're not facing the truth.

Look into the mirror and see yourself.

Maybe that is the difference

in our viewpoints, Sen.

You look into the mirror

and see truth reflected.

But I think it is an illusion.

For in the mirror, what is right is left,

and what is left is right.

(door slams)

Ahh...

Ooh. (laughs)

(speaking Cantonese)

We drove out to see you

and you weren't home.

Where have you been?

- Job-hunting.

- Any luck?

Yes, I was offered a job

typing medical reports.

Suyin, would you go and see

Mr Palmer-Jones if I arrange it?

I wouldn't have a month ago.

- But time has nibbled at my pride.

- I'll call him tomorrow.

Oh-No. (speaks Cantonese)

Oh-No!

You read your letter,

and we'll go in and fix tea.

Is she taking care of herself?

She looks worried and tired.

I think she looks wonderful

for someone with half a heart.

(Mark) I have received your letters,

number eight and 11,

but nine and ten are missing.

Wonderful moon at night,

each night a little bigger,

rising a little farther to the left,

taking a little longer to

reach the trees on the right.

Twice, like a ritual,

I read your letter by its light.

Last night, wonder of wonders,

I not only had a clean camp bed,

but I was able to place it

so it faced the open window

and our friend, the moon.

(speaking Cantonese)

I'm picking up Robert.

Would you like to come?

No, I'll stay.

- We'll stop at a cake shop for tea first.

- Stop worrying about me.

It is difficult enough when

I think of your kindness to me.

I'm not kind. I'm just practical.

With a household full of children,

I just wanted a doctor in the house.

What on earth are you doing?

I'm making a good-luck prayer for Mark.

- Oh, Suyin.

- I know it is foolish.

But I must feel I'm doing

something to protect him.

(speaking Cantonese)

(Mark) Glory be! Numbers

nine and ten finally arrived,

old and worn, but mighty welcome.

Expect to be in Seoul tomorrow.

My bottom is worn to the bone with

bouncing about in jeeps on bumpy roads.

I used to think I'd run out of

things to write you. More fool I...

(siren wailing)

(sobbing)

Oh-No...

(speaks Cantonese)

(Oh-No speaks Cantonese)

It is no one's fault. These things happen.

(speaking Cantonese)

(radio announcer) UN troops have

withdrawn to positions at Pusan.

- North Korea is expected to launch...

- Stop listening to that.

- A letter from Mark.

- Thank you.

You must have enough letters

from him now to start a bonfire.

I wouldn't burn them,

but they would make a lovely glow.

Nora... you know, it often seems that

Mark is with me more while

he is away than when he is here.

- Do you think that's strange?

- Well, no, I don't.

- Nora.

- Oh, here's Ann.

Nora, come here a minute.

- What is it, Ann?

- Hello, Ann.

What in the world is the matter?

There's something in the paper.

- What?

- Suyin, it's about Mark.

- What about Mark?

- No, don't. Don't, Suyin.

Dead... or a prisoner?

- He's dead.

- Oh, sweetheart.

It's not true.

It's not true.

Nora... it's a lie.

I won't believe it!

(Mark) I do not know

what is to happen, darling.

But this I do know:

Life's greatest tragedy is not to be loved.

God has been good to us, Suyin.

He is dead.

But his letters will come... one by one.

They will continue to come

one by one.

(Mark) Suyin... there is nothing

fair nor unfair under heaven.

God has been good to us, Suyin.

It makes me very proud of you to know

that any unhappiness of your own

could never blind you to the pain of others.

(Mark) Give me your hand.

I often think that healing is man's salvation,

and I envy your ability to help.

You deal with suffering,

but you can do something about it.

I can only stand and watch.

We have not missed, you and I.

We have not missed that

many-splendored thing.

Love is a many-splendored thing

It's the April rose that only grows

in the early spring

Love is nature's way of giving

A reason to be living

The golden crown that makes a man a king

Once on a high and windy hill

In the morning mist, two lovers kissed

And the world stood still

Then your fingers touched my silent heart

And taught it how to sing

Yes, true love's a many-splendored thing

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