The Snows of Kilimanjaro Page #6

I know my faults.

But I love you, darling.

Truly I do.

I love you as much as I can...

and if there is something

deeply troubling you--

- Yes, there is something troubling me.

- Then only tell me.

It may be the dawning

of suspicion...

but the fact that the airplane

is faster than the horse...

does not necessarily prove

that the world is getting any better.

No, I mean about us.

About us there is nothing

troubling me deeply at all.

Where are you going?

Are you going to Madrid?

Perhaps I'll go to Madrid.

I'll send you a postcard.

Oh, Harry, you look so silly.

Such a fool, trying to look...

like a knight questing

for the Holy Grail.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe I'll just have me

a good look-see for the Holy Grail.

- Horses, Harry!

- The same to you--

with tassels on 'em!

- Horses, Harry!

- The same to you, Countess.

[ Harry Narrating ] My Cynthia

was not at the Hotel Florinda in Madrid...

or anywhere else.

The lousy civil war

had fixed Madrid.

Before I knew it,

I was carrying a gun--

and I wished I weren't .

[ Explosion ]

[ Explosions Continue ]

Do you know an American driver

by the name of Cynthia Green?

Yo no entiendo ingls, seor.

Con permiso.

[ Speaking Spanish ]

[ Man Orating In Spanish ]

Wish I was back in Detroit.

- You're an American, huh?

- Yeah.

Wish I was back in Detroit...

where I was when I got

sucked into this.

I just woke up

I got sucked into this.

You believe any of that bushwa?

- No.

- What are you doing here?

You'd die laughing if I told you.

[ Shell Incoming ]

Compaa, adelante.!

[ Explosions ]

- [ Explosion ]

- [ Murmuring ]

- [ Machine Guns Firing ]

- [ No Audible Dialogue ]

Blessed Mary, Mother of God.

[ Whimpers ]

Blessed Mary, Mother of God.

Oh, please, let Harry find me.

In thy great bleeding heart...

please find room for my prayer.

[ Harry ]

Cyn--

- Cynthia! Cynthia!

- Oh, darling!

[ Sobbing ]

- You're--You're hurt.

- Only a little. Oh!

- You're very hurt.

- Only a little.

Not like the horses.

[ Sobbing ]

Harry.

- I'll get help.

- No. No.

Stretcher bearers!

Darling?

- Did you believe my letter?

- Every word.

About the child too?

Yes, about the child too.

Stretcher bearers!

Oh, God!

Darling, I was so wrong

about the child.

I know that God would punish me.

You? You--

In his infinite mercy.

You should spit on me.

Stretcher bearers!

- [ Man Speaking Spanish ]

- Here!

They're coming.

Darling. Darling.

Will you excuse me...

of so many things?

Oh, it's funny.

When you touch me,

I still turn giddy.

I could be dying,

and if you touch me, I turn giddy.

You won't die.

- [ Explosion ]

- [ Spanish ]

- Here. Here. Here.

- Vamos.

- [ Moaning ]

- [ Spanish ]

Vamos.

- Aprisa, aprisa.

- Careful.

- I knew you'd find me.

- [ Spanish ]

[ Shouting ]

[ Man Speaking Spanish ]

Cobarde.

[ Spanish ]

- [ Machine Gun Fire Continues ]

- [ Murmuring ]

[ Man ] Monsieur Street.

Monsieur Street. Monsieur Street.

[ Man Speaking French ]

[ French ]

Uncle Bill. I came as soon

as your letter caught up with me.

- My dear boy.

- What is all this?

- [ Speaking French ]

- We'll get you a good doctor.

[ Scoffs ]

Doctors.

It was a wise man who said that if all

the medicines were dumped into the sea...

- it would be a horrible day for the fish.

- [ Chuckles ]

But don't worry about me.

I shall be in excellent hands

before long.

What about yourself now?

- You don't look happy.

- I'm all right.

What have you been doing

with yourself all these years?

- You've traveled?

- Followed my nose.Just wandered.

- But about you--

- Where? Where? Where? Tell me where.

- Hmm?

- Nothing to brag about.

Oh, I've seen

the Seven Wonders of the World...

if that's what you mean--

or however many there are.

They're not very wonderful.

Then you haven't really seen.

You haven't hunted.

Hunted.

- Yes.

- Well, why should I?

I'm exactly the way the world

pays me a very good living to be.

I amuse the people

with my little tales.

This I can do with my left hand...

which leaves my right hand

free for other things.

I've destroyed my talent--

by not using it...

by betrayals of myself...

the things I believed in.

By drink...

by laziness...

by pride and by prejudice...

by hook and by crook.

[ Chuckles ]

What is this, a catalog of old books?

Harry.

Once I hunted...

in Spain...

for the Holy Grail...

but they busted the Grail.

They busted her all to pieces.

The Grail--

Why should I blame them?

I killed her.

I-- I don't understand.

[ Sighs ]

Well, Harry, in your absence...

I've kept you with me

as well as I could.

My latest.

Did you hate it?

I love everything you write, Harry.

But you couldn't finish it.

Take out the envelope.

It's for you.

In it you'll find

the legacy I'm leaving you...

when I lay down my bones

amongst the other relics here.

But I don't need anything.

- Are you sure?

- Oh, the royalties are rolling in.

That's one thing

about success--

Even when it's a failure,

it snowballs for a while.

There's also one thing

about a snowball--

It has nowhere to go

except downhill.

Well, that's not money.

It isn't anything...

material.

Oh, I thought and thought

about what I might leave you.

Finally, I--

I wrote a little something.

A riddle.

A riddle?

I don't want you to read it

until after I've gone.

Because you might

ask me the answer...

and I don't know the answer.

But if you can find it...

it'll save you.

[ HotJazz ]

[ Laughing ]

[ Speaking French ]

[Jazz On Jukebox ]

- [ French ]

- [ French ]

- What is that?

- It's a pretty fine place,Jake.

Ah. Bonsoir, monsieur.

Is it-- Harry.!

[ Chattering ]

Oh, young Harry.

And this place looks wonderful.

It looks just the same.

The same...

dirty, smelly--

It's the same wonderful place.

Excuse me.

This new abomination--

Oh, no, no, no.

Leave it, leave it, leave it.

Why do you let 'em

change it out there?

Who gave 'em the right

to spoil it like that?

Here we don't change.

We have no business, but no change.

Oh, look. See?

- The same.

- Ah.

That's because

it's preserved in a bottle.

You know, Emile, it might be

a pretty good idea for us too.

Formerly, when you came here,

you were not bitter.

Formerly...

when I came here--

You know, there was one night...

when I came here--

[ Accordion ]

No, no.

You're right, Emile.

You look behind you, and what do you see?

Only a backside.

We must think of the future.

I have been left... a legacy.

- [ French ]

- [ French ]

Yeah-- [ French ]

You too,Jake.

It is a riddle.

" Kilimanjaro...

" is a snow-covered mountain,

1 9,7 1 0 feet high...

" and is said to be

the highest mountain in Africa.

" Close to the western summit...

" there is the dried

and frozen carcass...

of a leopard."

In all that snow?

[ Chuckles ]

So they would have us believe.

- [ French ]

- Some lousy cat got cold feet.

- [ French ]

- [ French ]

Oh, no, no.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Here comes the kicker.

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