The Sun Also Rises Page #4

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on Saturday.

He asked me to tell you

that he was very pleased with it.

- Fine. Has he read it?

- Of course.

Well, one never knows.

- And get Lady Ashley on the phone for me, please.

- Yes, sir.

Jake!

Jake!

Jake!

I'm here!

I'm late, but I'm here!

Hello, Bill. Welcome to Paris.

Oh!

I've been traveling!

Jake, I've met every bartender

from Copenhagen to Vienna.

And, Jake, they're wonderful people.

- All of them- wonderful people!

Mr. Barnes,

I spoke with Lady Ashley's maid.

It seems she's gone out of town.

- Out of town?

- Yes, sir.

Well, thank you, Mrs. Lloyd.

Hey, Jake! Come on!

Come on! The fish are bitin'.

I can see that from here. Dont you think

you ought to introduce me to your friend?

- What's your name?

- Name, name.

- Your name.

- Ah!

Je m'appelle

Marie Genevieve Bidegaray.

I'll introduce you later.

I'll be right down and help you.

Oh, you!

- Good night! So long!

- Bonsoir!

See you around! Good-bye!

- Whoa! What's all this? Hey, what's this?

Uh? Oh!

What'd she say?

- She says they're goats.

- Hmm?

That's just what I need. There's nothing

like goat's milk to prevent a hangover.

No, no, no, no. You can't drink that.

It's not pasteurized.

There's nothing that goat can give me

that I can't give her.

- Just give me-

- Now, come on.

- Huh?

- What'd she say?

- J'ai faim.

- She's hungry.

- Oh! Well, don't worry.

We'll see that youre well fed.

Well fed!

- Mmm.

- Huh?

- Oh. What'd she say?

- J'ai froid.

- She's cold.

- Oh!

- Do you have a jacket?

- Do you have a jacket?

- Eh? Ah, oui!

Voil!

- Well, that oughta keep you nice and warm.

- Yeah.

- Merci.

- Come on. Let's go.

- Yeah. Come on.

Ah, isn't this wonderful?

I sure love this burg.

Yes, but they're cutting a new street

through right down there.

- See?

- Hmm?

Look, I'll show you.

See, that's where I mean.

Ah, they would.

They're doing it everywhere.

- Except Spain.

- Yeah. Except Spain.

- They'll get there.

- We'll get there first, old man.

We'll get there first.

Here you are. These are yours.

Oh, workin' for the common good, huh?

That's what I like to see.

- Any more coffee?

- Sure. Plenty. Help yourself.

- Might as well drink it all.

- I will.

Coffee's good for ya.

It's the caffeine in it.

Ooh! Caffeine, we are here.

Caffeine puts a man on her horse

and a woman in his grave.

Say, didn't that friend of yours in Paris

who had all those pictures...

say that we were the lost generation?

Yes, she was a great talker,

but I liked her pictures better.

Whatever became of that girl

who used to hang around in Paris?

Oh, what was her name? Brett.

What about her?

Were you in love with her?

Yeah.

Very long?

Yes, off and on for a long time.

- I'm sorry.

- It's all right. It's all over now.

- You're not sore I asked, are you?

- No, no.

When are we going to the fiesta?

- I want to see the bullfights.

- Day after tomorrow.

You want to get any fishing in,

you better get started.

Hey!

- Hola, Jake!

- Ah!

Oh, this is Bill Gorton.

Juanito Montoya. He owns this joint.

- Pleased to meet you.

- As am I, senor.

- Your friends are here, you know.

- My friends?

Yes. They're waiting for you

at the Cafe Iruna.

You do not have to register now.

Later.

Go and find your friends and take them

to the unloading of the bulls.

- I will see you there.

- Bien, Juanito. Bill.

Who's he referring to?

Your friends.

I wonder.

- Isn't that Brett?

- Yeah.

Who's the guy with her?

Mike Campbell,

the fellow she's going to marry.

Jake!

- Brett.

- Jake, darling.

- Hello, Bill.

- Jake, how are you?

- Where have you chaps been?

- Bill, this is Mike Campbell.

- How do you do, sir?

- Bill Gorton. Glad to meet you.

- Bill, where did you come from?

- Budapest.

- Byway of Paris.

- How was it?

Oh, wonderful. Just wonderful.

So was Prague.

- Ask him about Berlin. Here you are, Bill.

- Oh, thank you.

Actually, Berlin was not so good...

although it seemed better than it was.

- How do you mean?

- Oh, it was tight all the time. Just tight.

- That's something new. But have a drink.

- Thank you.

- Did you have good fishing, Jake?

- Yes, it was fine.

Brett, that's what

we should have done-

joined 'em up in the mountains.

We'd never have gotten here in time

for the fiesta if wed tried to go fishing.

Robert, where did you come from?

San Sebastian. I arrived last night

with Brett and Mike.

- My name is Robert Cohn.

- Bill Gorton. My pleasure.

- How are you?

- Fishing. Haven't been fishing since the war.

- Tried to go often enough.

- Oh? Were you in the army?

Yes. Indeed I was.

And what times we had.

How I only wish

those dear old days were back.

Oh, don't be such an idiot, Michael.

Actually, he was

a very distinguished soldier.

Tell them about the time your horse

bolted down Piccadilly.

I certainly will do nothing of the kind.

It reflects discredit on me.

Well, then tell them about your medals.

That's even a worse story. Brett only

likes stories that reflect discredit on me.

- Not very good for a bankrupt.

- Bankrupt?

- Mm-hmm.

- How'd that happen to you?

Two ways-

gradually and suddenly.

However, dont you think

it's a rather gloomy subject?

Yes, it certainly is. What do you say

we go down and see the bulls unloaded?

Oh, it's a splendid idea.

Come along, Jake.

Be right with you.

I have to settle this.

Huh. You know-

No, no, no. Please.

Dont you think

it's rather odd for a bankrupt?

I always seem to wind up

with the check. Hmm.

Coming?

What are you doing here?

I came to see the bullfights.

I've never seen one before.

Did you know

I was gonna be here?

- Of course I did. Robert told me.

- Where did you pick him up?

That's who I went

to San Sebastian with.

- Congratulations.

- What did you say that for?

Well, what did you want me to say?

I thought it might be good for him.

Good for me too.

Oh, you oughta take up social work.

Darling, don't be mean.

Anyway, it didn't work out. Not for me.

And then Michael came.

Michael and I are going to get married,

as soon as he straightens his finances out.

Perhaps you'd like me to help you

arrange a short-term loan.

- That's not very funny.

- Isn't it?

By the way, how does Michael

feel about Robert?

Oh, they seem to get along all right.

You've got everything arranged

very well, haven't you?

Darling, please don't-

don't be like that.

I'm not. I'm just... detached.

Well, are we going to see

these ferocious bulls or are we not?

- Sure. Come on. We were just waiting for you.

- Bill.

I think we can get in up here.

Yes, you go on. Um, senora?

Por favor.

Gracias.

Senor. Gracias.

Are those the bulls?

Shh. Not so loud.

No, those are the steers.

- Steers?

- Yes. They receive the bulls and keep them from fighting.

But don't the bulls ever gore the steers?

Sometimes. Sometimes they go

right after them and kill them.

Can't the steers

do anything about it?

No, they're too busy

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