The Sun Also Rises Page #3

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- I don't believe it.

Don't ask a lot of fool questions

if you don't like the answers.

I didn't ask you for a rundown

on her private life.

- You asked me what I knew about her.

- I didn't ask you to insult her.

- Oh, go to hell.

- Take that back.

- Cut out the prep school stuff, Robert.

- Take it back!

Sure, sure. I never heard

of Brett Ashley. How's that?

No, not that.

About me going to hell.

Don't go to hell. Go back in the Select,

if thats what you want.

All right. I will!

It's all right. I'm with you.

- Where are you taking me?

- Back into the sun.

Doctor's orders.

Well, I know this may sound ungrateful,

but whatever made you become a nurse?

You're not exactly the type.

Oh, I don't know.

It seemed like a good idea at the time.

The only person

I really cared about was gone.

He was killed in 1916.

Your husband?

What a rotten time everybody's had.

- I know, but it's almost over now.

- So they say.

Where will you go?

I don't know. Paris.

I was there once on leave.

I liked it.

- I might see you there.

- Yes?

There's no point in going back to England.

Maybe Paris is the answer.

- Well, I- I have to run now.

- So soon?

You're not the only patient

in the hospital, you know.

No? I thought I was.

- See you later.

- Good-bye.

- Morning, Barnes.

- Good morning, Doctor.

How's everything

in the sick and sorry paddock?

Oh, the usual ailments.

How's the hand?

Oh, it's all right.

Just a little clumsy.

I think we can take

the bandages off in a day or two.

Then you can start the exercises.

You should be out of here in a month.

Back to the squadron?

No, I'm afraid not.

Doctor, dont you think it's about time

you stopped lying to me?

What do you want to know, Barnes?

Am I going to be all right?

There'll be certain aftereffects

from your wound...

but that's to be expected.

The important thing is that the shell

fragment that entered your back...

missed your spine...

so youll be able to walk and move about

absolutely normally.

However-

Go on.

You're going to be impotent.

Impotent?

I'm sorry, but you asked me

for the truth.

Sure.

Cigarette?

Is it all right if I smoke?

Of course.

Well, thanks for being honest

with me anyway.

Jake!

Jake?

Jake!

- Jake?

- Jake!

Jake!

Jake. Jake!

Madame Blanche.

I was only coming up to see you, Jake...

but this woman's making a terrible row.

What a silly thing to do.

Start a row like that.

You weren't asleep, were you?

What did you think I was doing?

I don't know. What time is it?

Well, it's almost 4:30.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Do you mind if I sit down?

Don't be cross, darling.

- I'm not cross.

- Oh! I look a mess.

Can I have a drink?

Oh, just a little one.

Don't try and make me drunk.

Who did you come with?

Hmm?

- Who brought you here?

- Oh! Oh, the count.

You know, he's quite nice really.

Is he? Where did you go with him?

Ooh, everywhere.

He's waiting downstairs for me now.

Very devoted of him, dont you think?

You know, he offered me $10,000

to go to Biarritz with him.

I told him I couldn't do it.

Told him I know

too many people in Biarritz.

So he said, "What about Cannes?"

Told him I know

too many people in Cannes.

Told him I know

too many people everywhere.

- He was very nice about it.

- I'm glad.

Don't look like that.

I told him I was in love with you.

It's true.

He was very nice about that too.

Said in that case, we'd just be friends.

That's why he's waiting downstairs now.

He wants to take us to breakfast

in the Bois.

You know why I really came here?

Why?

Because I wanted to see you.

Isn't that silly?

Wake a man up just for that.

- Brett?

- Yes?

Is this all part of a personal cure?

There is no cure. You know that.

There's your admirer now.

Come in. Come in.

Mr. Barnes, I hope that the fact

of our intrusion will be forgiven...

just as soon as you will taste

some of this delicious wine.

Oh, please don't apologize, Count.

I'm sure Jake doesn't mind at all.

No, I don't mind,

as long as you didn't bring your band.

I wanted to, but they wouldnt come.

Zizi, put this thing

on the table over there.

- Ah, open the bottle.

- It's not cold enough yet.

It will chill much quicker once it opens.

And now, if you don't mind,

I'll join you in the car a little bit later.

Just as you say, Your Highness.

- Is Zizi on your payroll, Count?

- Not officially.

I just allow him to, uh-

to steal from me from time to time.

Of course, I know we are

not given much chance...

to enjoy really good wine

in the States now...

but this one I got from my friend,

who is in the business.

Oh, you always know

somebody in the trade.

Well, this particular fellow

raises the grapes.

He's got thousands of acres of them.

Oh, what's his name? Veuve Clicquot?

No. Mum. He's a baron.

Couldn't we have

some of this wine now?

I'd like to drink a toast

to a man I know in Scotland.

A very nice guy.

Well, this wine is much too good

for the toast drinking.

You should never mix up emotions

with a wine like this, my dear.

You lose the taste.

You ought to write

a book on wines, Count.

Mr. Barnes, all I want

out of wine is to enjoy it.

- Well, let's enjoy some now.

- Well, there you are, my dear.

Enjoy it, but very slowly.

- Later you can get drunk.

- Drunk? Listen to the man.

Oh, you're very charming

when you get drunk.

I am not. I talk too much.

I've just talked myself

all out here to Jake.

You know, Lady Brett?

I really would like to hear you talk...

because when you talk to me,

you never finish your sentences.

Leave it for you to finish.

Leave it for anyone to finish

the way they please.

You know,

you both are very nice people.

Why don't you get married, you two?

We want to lead our own lives.

Yes, we have our careers.

Come on, Count.

Let's get out of here.

- Would you like to join us, Jake?

- No.

All right.

Oh, just a minute, Count.

You forgot your champagne.

I did not forget, my dear sir.

Good night.

I forgot my things.

Oh, Jake.

Oh, Jake. Jake.

Well, you're killing him.

Hello, Jake.

Oh, Robert,

I'm sorry about last night.

- Don't be silly. It was all my fault.

Are you busy for lunch?

Yes. I've got to see my mother's lawyer.

He's only gonna be in town

for a couple of days.

I wanted to talk to you.

Anything the matter, Jake?

No, no. It can wait.

You know, I really think youre wrong

about Brett Ashley.

- I think if she ever found the right guy-

- Uh-huh.

No, I'm serious.

Well, that's good.

You going somewhere?

Yes. I made up my mind today.

- With Frances?

- No.

No, I don't think so.

I'm sick of Paris, Jake.

A change never hurt anybody.

You were wide open, kid.

Looks like you plan to be gone for some time.

You going to South America?

No, no, no, no.

Oh!

- Whoo-hoo!

- You know, you're in an awful good mood.

Something must have happened.

I'm not so sure I don't like you better

when you're unhappy.

Oh, Mr. Barnes.

Mr. Jackson telephoned.

They're using your Pershing story

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