The Rains Came Page #7

There were fewer new cases

Instead of more.

You look tired.

I'm not really.

This is the only chance we have

To talk to each other.

It wasn't true what I said

About not being able to sleep.

I set the alarm clock.

You shouldn't.

You get little enough rest.

There are all kinds of rest.

This is better than sleeping.

Tom tells me

That you're leaving today.

Yes. By request.

It's probably just as well.

I go through torture

Every moment...

Because you're in danger here.

Nothing must happen

To you now.

Rama.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

It just makes me so happy

To hear you say that.

I never thought,

When I first met you--

It seems so long ago--

That you'd ever say

Anything like that to me.

I wouldn't have

Said it then,

Not to the woman

I knew then.

But now I--

I think

You're someone different.

Please don't think that I'm just

Being mystical and Indian,

But...

I can't connect you

With her--

That woman I met

At the summer palace,

So shiny and glossy

And so crafty

For what she wanted.

Oh, yes, I--

I knew what you wanted.

And I was tempted.

That's why I stayed for a cup

Of lukewarm tea, which I hate.

And you were trying so hard

To make me believe...

You were respectable

And inexperienced.

Wait. I-- I don't think

Much of respectability.

I think a great deal more

Of truth.

Maybe that's why

I hesitated then.

And later, when I pretended

I didn't find you exciting.

Something held me back.

I must have seen

The other woman within you--

The one that came here,

Scrubbed floors

And emptied slop pails...

And fought nausea

And weariness and fear--

The real woman.

You see, it would have been

Like taking a counterfeit...

Instead of waiting

For the real coin.

I wanted you to know

What I felt because I--

I think so much of you

That I can risk making

A fool of myself.

Maybe, in your heart,

You're laughing at me.

No. No.

Well, now you know my secret.

We'll let the maharani

Send you away.

Then when the worst

Is over here,

No matter where you are,

I'll come after you.

You'd leave Ranchipur?

Yes.

Yes. We'll go to some other city

Where I can set up a practice--

Calcutta, madras

Or the malay states--

Where we can live

Our own lives together.

You'd leave all this,

Knowing what it's meant

To you?

Knowing what you do of me?

No.

Just hold me

A little while.

Edwina.

You're not well. You--

You have a fever.

No.

No.

I-- I'm just tired.

Take over in the ward.

How is she?

Rama's with her now.

She sent word

She wanted to see me.

Yes, I know.

I want to give her

Another injection

In about half an hour.

Yes, major.

Miss Simon,

You may go in now.

I don't know what to do, Tom.

I don't know what to do.

She won't fight.

She hasn't any will to live.

I don't know what to do.

Steady.

I'm supposed

To be a doctor.

I'm supposed to help people

To fight for life.

And I want her to live

More than I want

To live myself.

I tried to tell her

That she must fight.

I-- I couldn't.

I couldn't speak.

I'm all gone inside.

Stay with me, Tom.

I need you.

Rama, this won't do.

You've got to get

A hold of yourself.

It's no use.

I-- I can't.

We're different--

Deep down where it matters.

I'm an Indian.

I-- I can't be

Calm and unemotional.

I want to tear my clothes

And wail like a--

Like Bannerjee.

You're not Bannerjee.

You're a man.

You're a doctor.

No. No.

I've failed.

I can't save her.

Rama. Rama.

Rama! Listen to me.

If you lose your way now,

You'll never find it again.

Think of the maharani

And your duty,

Of the maharajah

And all he planned for you.

Think of the people

Who worship and respect you.

To them, you're a symbol--

Something clean and courageous,

That's been born in the darkness

And filth that was India.

You are India--

The new India.

Don't betray all of us

Who have faith in you.

I'm sorry, Tom.

I'm all right now.

It won't happen again.

Thank you.

But I can't take them.

Don't be an idiot.

If you and Tom

Have children,

Your son might be

The earl of nolham.

He'd have a wife,

And she could wear them

To boring dinner parties,

Tell how they'd been

Left to her by...

A shameless wench

Called lady Esketh...

Who died in Ranchipur

During the great disaster

Of 1938.

We're such snobs at home.

We like stories like that.

I suppose this is the way

It feels to repent

And get religion--

Giving away

My worldly goods.

Anyway,

It's a nice feeling.

Hello, Tom.

Don't look so unhappy.

I'm not.

Rama says if you'd only fight.

What's there to fight about?

Has anything changed since

The last time we talked?

Would you mind, my dear?

Have you got a ring

For fern?

Does she like sapphires?

There's a condition

Attached.

You'll have to marry her.

You said

You'd do anything.

Yes, but I'd be

No good for her.

Oh.

Stop bragging.

She's mad about you.

She thinks you're a god.

That's what

You've always wanted.

We have had such foul luck,

You and I.

But...

You've picked a winner

At last.

Ask him to come in.

As soon as you're well,

We'll get away from all this.

Of course.

I've thought it all out.

We won't be running away

From anything,

Because there won't be

Anybody else in the world

But ourselves.

We'll have each other.

Yes.

Just you and I.

Up to kashmir,

Down the ganges to bengal.

And then perhaps

In a little boat

From calcutta...

Through all the islands

Of the east.

The spice islands,

The coral islands...

And all those places with names

Like magic spells.

Just you and I.

Nothing else will matter,

Will it?

Will it?

Edwina.

Edwina.

Edwina.

This time, it has been

Built to stand--

As long as you live...

And your children...

And your children's children.

The time is here, Rama.

Your people are waiting.

What is it, Rama?

What do you hear?

Nothing, your highness.

Only a song.

They're waiting, Rama.

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