On the Beach Page #5
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BUT, PETER...
HOWEVER ILL I WAS,
I COULDN'T DO THAT.
YOU WANT ME TO KILL JENNIFER ?
STRUGGLE BY YOURSELF
DARLING...
I'M SORRY.
HALF THE TIME.
LET'S NOT DISCUSS I ANY MORE RIGHT NOW, PETER.
ANYWAY, MRS. HILDRETH'S
HUSBAND WAS TALKING
WHO SAID IT ISN' COMING HERE AFTER ALL.
HE SAYS IT'S SLOWING--
FOR GOD'S SAKE,
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LET'S GO.
WOULD YOU LIKE:
ANOTHER DRINK ?
NO, LET'S GO
FOR A WALK.
ALL RIGHT.
Horses Clopping ]
YOU KNOW,
I THINK I'VE DISCOVERED
UH-HUH.
FOR GRANTED.
BUT SOMEHOW I DO.
I'VE BEEN TREATED
LIKE A CHILD...
AND SOMETIMES LIKE--
LIKE THINGS:
I'VE PROBABLY DESERVED--
BUT I'VE NEVER
BEEN PUSHED AROUND
AND TREATED:
SOMETHING LIKE A WIFE.
MOIRA, THIS ISN' GOING TO DO US ANY--
I WAS HURT AT FIRS WHEN I REALIZED YOU WERE
AND THEN I REALIZED THA IT WAS ONE OF THE NICEST THINGS
I WOULDN'T REALLY MIND
IF YOU COULD FORGE ENTIRELY WHO I AM.
I DON'T LIKE MYSELF
VERY MUCH ANYWAY.
[ Streetcar Bell Rings,
NO.
IT SEEMED:
LIKE A GOOD IDEA.
THERE'S A TRAIN LEAVING
AT 10:
50.[ Horn Honking ]
DURING THE WAR,
TO THE IDEA...
SAFE AT HOME.
NO MATTER WHAT.
WHAT I DIDN'T RECKON WITH
THIS KIND OF A MONSTROUS WAR...
SOMETHING MIGHT HAPPEN
TO THEM...
WELL, IT DID...
AND I CAN'T--
MY KIDS--
ALL THE PLANNING
SINCE THE DAY:
THEY WERE BORN.
SHARON--
SHARON AND I, WE--
WELL--
SEE, WE WERE THE SOR OF PEOPLE WHO--
I-I CAN'T ACCEPT IT.
I CAN'T--
DO YOU UNDERSTAND ?
YES.
IT MAKES SENSE.
[ Horn Honks ]
I UNDERSTAND.
GOOD NIGHT.
[ Horn Honks,
Whistle Blows ]
[ Chuckles ]
I AM SORRY:
TO SEE THIS.
WHATEVER THIS IS.
AN OPIUM DEN:
MORE THAN LIKELY.
HOW ON EARTH:
[ Chuckles ]
IT'S A FERRARI.
LAST YEAR.
BOUGHT IT FROM:
SIMONELLI'S WIDOW. GAVE HER
RACE IT, OF COURSE.
YOU ?
ME.
YOU NEEDN'T SOUND
SO PESSIMISTIC.
SIXTH OF AUGUST,
BACK IN TIME.
YOU'RE GOING
TO KILL YOURSELF.
IT'S POSSIBLE.
JULIAN ?
HMM ?
ABOUT IT ?
[ Chuckles ]
ABOUT IT.
ARE YOU STILL--
I'M SERIOUS.
IN A NORMAL WORLD,
BUT LATELY,
NO, THEN ?
I'M SUCH A FAKE, SUCH A LO OF MEANINGLESS TALK.
NOW, NOW,
DON'T SAY THAT.
YES, IT'S TRUE.
LOTS OF MEN.
THERE WAS ALWAYS
A REPLACEMENT.
I CAN'T PRETEND
ANY LONGER, JULIAN.
I'M AFRAID.
I HAVE NOBODY,
AND I'M AFRAID.
HE'S MARRIED.
HE'S MARRIED
MM-HMM, I KNOW.
[ Sighs ]
I'D DO ANYTHING...
TO GET HIM.
[ Sighs ]
EVEN IF I COULD MAKE HIM FORGET,
THERE ISN'T TIME.
NOTHING WORTH REMEMBERING.
[ Sighs ]
JULIAN.
IT'S LATE, AND I HAVE
BEFORE WE LEAVE.
LEAVE--
YOU'RE LEAVING ?
AT 6:
00 THIS MORNING.HE DIDN'T TELL YOU.
COME ON.
DEPTH:
56 FEET, SIR.CAPTAIN.
RIGHT RUDDER,
NEW COURSE:
045.NEW COURSE:
045, SIR.CHECK SONAR.
FOGERTY,
SCATTERED ICEBERGS.
WELL, THIS LOOKS
LIKE THE SPOT.
ALL STOP.
[ Helmsman ]
ALL STOP.
UP PERISCOPE.
OKAY.
BEARING:
130 RELATIVE.
DISTANCE:
ABOUT SEVEN MILES.
AYE, AYE, SIR.
ALL RIGHT, MR. OSBORNE.
READINGS NOW.
CHIEF,
RAISE THE E.C.M.
AYE, AYE, SIR.
E.C.M. FULLY EXTENDED, SIR.
[ Buzzing ]
IT'S HOT,
ISN'T IT ?
IN MID-PACIFIC,
AT LEAST 30 POINTS
IN THE RED.
THAT TAKES CARE:
OF JORGENSON'S THEORY.
WELL, WE'VE GO ANOTHER JOB TO DO.
OUT OF HERE.
UM, 225, SIR.
DOWN PERISCOPE:
AND E.C.M.
COURSE 225.
ALL AHEAD, STANDARD.
ALL AHEAD, STANDARD.
[ Helmsman ]
WHEN WE'RE CLEAR
OF BERING STRAIT,
SET A COURSE:
FOR SAN FRANCISCO.
AYE, AYE, SIR.
JULIAN ?
HMM ?
YOU EVER BEEN:
YES, I HAVE.
MET A LOVELY GIRL.
LONGEST, LOVELIEST LEGS
I'VE EVER SEEN.
FULL OF MARTINIS,
BOTH OF THEM.
THE LEGS, I MEAN.
DIDN'T IT ?
YOU KNOW...
I'VE, UH,
BEEN TRYING TO...
GET MARY:
BUT, UH...
SHE WON'T.
SHE JUST WON'T.
AND I DON'T KNOW
WHAT I'M GONNA DO.
I DON'T THINK YOU'LL HAVE
OH, YOU DON'T KNOW, JULIAN.
YOU JUST DON'T KNOW.
WHEN I TOLD HER...
ONE OF THOSE PILLS IF I HAPPENED BEFORE I GOT BACK.
I ENVY YOU.
YOU HAVE SOMEONE
TO WORRY ABOUT.
BUT YOU, YES, I DO.
I ENVY YOU.
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