Madonna of the Seven Moons Page #8
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- 1945
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Oh, dear, that sounds very indigestible.
I'll go. Get rid ofthose dustsheets.
Hello? Who?
Oh, Mrs Fiske. Yes.
Yes, I just heard. He's coming after dinner.
Thank you very much but I couldn't.
The whole place is in a turmoil.
I quite understand
but you mustn't starve yourself.
You'll keep your promise to dine
with me at the hotel tomorrow?
- It's Carnival night, you know.
- Right you are.
Oh, dear, that's the front door.
I must go. Goodbye.
There's a Mr Barucci to see you.
He says it's important.
- Hello.
- Sandro.
All right, Tessa.
How on earth did you find me here?
They told me at the hotel.
Angela, I think our search is near its end.
- I know a man who knows where it is.
- Where is it? Tell me.
- It's not quite as easy as all that.
From what he says, it seems that
it's in rather a bad quarter ofthe town.
I don't care where it is.
Take me there. I'll go now.
Not now but very soon.
You see, this man's on the run.
He never goes out except at night.
Besides, unlike myself,
he isn't doing this entirely for love.
- How much does he want?
- I suggested 1 O,OOO lire.
- That's all right.
- Well...
As a matter of fact,
- I don't mind.
- Very well.
I'll try and get in touch with him
as soon as I can.
- You'll come any time I send for you?
- Of course.
- Tomorrow, if it can be arranged?
- Of course!
Can I get you here on the telephone?
Tonight, yes. Tomorrow I'm dining
at the Hotel Barbarelli with Mrs Fiske.
Good. Then if not here, there.
I hope that neither of us will be disappointed.
Oh, Sandro, when you see this man,
will you ask him if he's ever heard of
Why should I ask him that?
I believe Rosanna had something
to do with Mother's disappearance.
If I hear anything, I'll let you know.
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
That clear? Scorpi? Tabalo? Maccho?
Yep.
The job's tomorrow. Carnival night.
Just after 12. To fool the police,
we're all wearing the same kind of costumes.
Understood?
We all know the Labardi house,
- The place has been empty.
- Well, it's not now.
That's all for the present.
- Nino!
- What do you want?
You. And no listeners.
Well, how do you like the new setup, Scorpi?
I'd like it better if I knew
how we'd get into the house.
We can use that thick head of yours
as a battering ram.
Why, you!
Don't be a blind fool.
Angela knows that Rosanna was mixed up
in her mother's disappearance.
That's a lie. When we spoke of her,
Rosanna hadn't even heard the name.
So she says.
You were fool enough to believe her.
There's not much mystery now
why Madame Labardi left her husband.
There was another woman.
The thing's as clear as day.
Rosanna didn't steal those jewels.
Labardi gave them to her.
And he didn't give them to her for nothing.
- Ifthat's true...
- You know it's true.
There's a change in the plans.
I'm going into the Labardi house alone.
I've a private reckoning with Labardi.
When that's settled,
the rest is yours and I want no part of it.
Well, what are you waiting for?
You've had your orders. Get out.
Get out!
Sandro.
If you want to bring that girl here
for any purpose of your own I won't stop you.
- You can work in with us.
- But if she sees Rosanna...
She won't see Rosanna
or any other woman here tomorrow night.
Right.
Well, you're done for. One rat less in the world.
What is it, my son?
You have murder in your eyes.
What is it, Nino?
She's broken my heart, that's all.
Rosanna?
All those years she was lost to me,
Didn't you spend them with other women?
What if I did? It was her I loved.
You doubt her love for you?
Of course, he was a gentleman.
He was rich, gave her jewels, money. I'm...
Yet in spite ofthat, she came back to you.
Fair's fair, my son.
I have no great love for Rosanna.
But I had a gypsy mother and I have enough
ofthe clear bright in my veins
to know the true from the false.
I'd trust her love for you
before all the proof in the world.
If she loves me, Mother, why did she leave me?
Who am I to say?
Rosanna's a mystery. Always was.
- I doubt if even she could solve it.
- She says she doesn't know.
- Can't remember.
- Isn't that your answer?
Maybe there's a wondrous curse on the girl.
A call she has to answer.
Call?
Somebody calling, she said, from a long way off.
Isn't that where your vengeance lies?
Yes... Yes!
Mother, I want to believe in her. I must!
Without her, I'm lost.
Then take those knives out of your eyes,
my son.
For it's in your own heart
you'll be driving them.
What am I to do, Mother?
What am I to do?
Take her away somewhere for a little while.
Be alone.
You'll see.
- Yes, although I...
The last time we were here,
we came to that gap in the wall.
- Nino, it's the old garden.
- So you hadn't forgotten?
But everything is so changed.
The grass and the trees are taller.
- It seems so deserted.
- Deserted. And forgotten.
Like a man whose woman has left him.
Look, Nino, it was here I picked you
a rose and had to stoop for it.
Now the briars are above our head, out of reach.
Lift me up, Nino.
Never let me go again, Nino.
Never let me go again.
Why should you go? Why did you ever go?
Rosanna, why did you leave me?
I don't know. I know I never wanted to.
Well, after tonight, there'll no longer
be any reason for you to.
Why do you say "after tonight"?
I have to deal with something
that has stood in our paths too long.
- You're going into danger.
- Maybe.
- What kind of danger?
- It's best you shouldn't know.
- I shall go with you.
- No.
You must stay in your room till I return.
Things will be going on you're best out of.
- If you don't come back...
- Oh, I shall come back.
- If you're not waiting...
- I promise.
Don't look so worried. Smile for me.
Come on, smile.
That's better. Nino!
Play our song for me.
Hello! What are you doing here?
# Rosanna
# Lovely rose of my heart
# Rosanna
# Must we meet but to part?
# This love I feeljustfor you
is as real as the stars that shine
# You hold a spell though your eyes
never tell me you're really mine
# Rosanna
# When I dream you are near
# Rosanna
# Like a dream you appear
# I know the kiss of a willo-the-wisp
# Till my heart has flown
# You're gone and I'm alone...
What is it? What's the matter?
You're trembling.
Something cold went past me.
The ghost ofthis old garden perhaps.
- There are no ghosts in this garden.
- Oh, yes, there are.
Ladies and gentlemen who used to walk here
when the beds were bright with flowers
and the lawns were smooth and green.
Hmm! That's all very fine
but I much prefer it this way.
Oh, so do I, because it's so wild.
It's broken the shackles
that once made it neat and tidy.
- Why can't we stay here for ever?
- I wish we could.
There's work to be done.
- We'll come back another day.
- Shall we?
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