The Bride Wore Red Page #10
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1937
- 103 min
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You should have known
you couldn't get away with it.
Well, I missed by
only a very few minutes.
I can't understand. I should
have had this wire days ago.
The days go quickly
with Count Armalia.
very important.
Anne, you poor darling.
Oh, don't feel sorry for me,
Maddelena.
You should hate me
for what I've done to you.
But you won't.
You're the finest lady
I've ever known.
You're too good for Rudi.
But then, you're in love
with him.
to do crazy things.
You're not broken-hearted, Rudi,
any more than I am.
You want to marry Maddelena.
I know that.
I've known it ever since
you asked me to marry you.
A miracle saved you this time
but if you've any sense at all,
there won't be a next time.
You're very high class,
contessa, and very smart
but I'm just as smart,
remember that.
Admiral, will you ever forget
how you used to dandle me
on your knee?
Maria?
Maria?
Anni.
Oh, Maria.
So he delivered the telegram?
He waited all day for you to do
it yourself but you wouldn't.
So he did it.
Because he loves you.
And you love him.
Because he thinks that's
most important to both of you.
You wish you could hate him
for it, but..
...cry instead.
Maybe you're not crying
about anything.
Maybe you're just crying..
...about everything.
Because you can't play anymore.
You can't have your own way.
Now you've got to go back.
So cry, Anni.
Cry all over your spilt milk.
No more crying.
No more tears.
There's nothing left
to cry about.
Isn't it ridiculous, Maria?
I should be hysterical now.
Screaming
at the top of my voice.
Beating my head on the floor.
Here I am walking up and down as
though I have everything I want.
Everything I want.
How do I know what I want?
How does anyone know?
I guess you want
what you haven't got.
As if I've been carrying a heavy
load for miles and miles and..
...suddenly I could put it down
and walk on without it.
Oh, I wanna dance.
Will you dance with me?
You in your lovely red dress.
Oh, it's such
a wonderful red dress.
Fit for a..
Fit for me.
It's really not beautiful
at all, you know?
It's too red, and too loud,
and too cheap.
I don't like it anymore.
I don't wanna wear it anymore.
It's yours, Maria.
I hate it.
I don't want it either.
What would I do with it?
Hang it on your wall and tell
people it's a picture of me.
Where is she?
Where is whatever her name is?
Inside, Signor Nobili. The..
The signorina
is-is changing her clothes.
Signorina? Signorina indeed!
- Yes, Signor Nobili.
- You're not to serve her.
You have to stop this instant,
did you understand?
Go back to the linen room.
She should be serving you.
- Yes, Signor Nobili.
- Well!
Yes, Senor Nobili.
You've had enough time to pack
your things. Now, get out.
Aren't you being
a little bit loud?
Loud?
How dare you come
into my apartment
and yell like a fish monger?
- Get out.
- You get out first.
I've some things to attend to.
I'll give you five minutes.
I may need six or seven.
Also that slight matter
of the bill.
I've given some
of my clothes to the maid.
The rest
you may keep as payment.
Anni.
The bird's nest is almost gone.
They build a new one every year.
Oh!
- Where will you go, Anni?
- I haven't thought.
'What will happen to you?'
I'd like once more
to climb to the pines.
Very high.
The clearing on the top.
To look down once more.
- Anni.
- Only to look, Maria.
- I'm afraid.
- Well, you needn't be.
People are so wrong
about that too.
It isn't the way out for a
coward, but for a great courage.
- Great by far than mine.
- What about Giulio?
And in the morning,
there's a train back to Trieste.
- I have my ticket.
- What about Giulio?
He wouldn't want me now.
He couldn't.
The way things happened with me
because I want him so terribly.
Thank you, Alberto.
Did I ever tell you
that the Archduke of Austria
once rode in this cart?
It can't take me
where I'm going.
- Where are you going?
- To the pines first.
From there,
we can take you to the star.
- Giulio?
- Yes.
Giulio, you've shown me
how strong your love is
and how proud.
You couldn't want me now.
He's alright
when he gets started.
All I bring you is this dress,
and it isn't even faithful.
We won't worry about it,
the dressmaker..
- Is my cousin.
- Is your cousin?
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