The Sun Also Rises Page #5

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trying to make friends.

That must be swell- being a steer.

Toro! Toro!

Toro! Toro! Toro!

Aqui! Aqui! Toro!

- Oh, he's beautiful.

- Yes.

- Toro!

Watch the way he uses his horns.

He's got a left and a right,

just like a boxer.

Aqui, toro! Toro!

How many bulls are there?

Well, there's six for the first fight

and maybe one to spare.

Watch this one. He'll quiet down

as soon as he sees the others.

Toro! Toro!

- Has anyone a light?

- Mmm.

Thank you.

Aqui, toro! Aqui!. Toro, toro!

Toro, aqui!

Watch this one.

He's a wonderful bull.

Toro! Toro!

Aqui, toro!

Toro! Toro!

Toro! Toro, aqui!

Toro! Toro!

Aqui! Aqui!

- Toro, aqui!

- I don't like the looks of this one.

- Hmm?

- Watch how he digs with his left horn.

- Hmm?

- Mmm.

Toro!

That's certainly no life being a steer.

Oh, you don't think so?

I should have thought youd

have loved being a steer, Robert.

What do you mean, Mike?

Well, they lead

such a sort of quiet life.

They never say anything important...

and they're always hanging around.

I should have thought

you'd have enjoyed that.

Arent you going to say anything?

Oh, shut up, Mike.

Toro! Toro!

Cohn, don't you know

when you're not wanted?

I know when I'm not wanted.

You're drunk.

I am not drunk.

I am not drunk at all.

- Shall we go? I think the show is over.

- Yes.

Robert, come on.

- Well, that was pleasant.

- Wasn't it?

Michael, I do wish

you'd try and behave.

My dear, I am behaving.

I'm just sick and tired of him

hanging around. That's all.

You know-You know, Jake...

it's not that I'm jealous

or anything like that.

I can't help it if hes in love

with Brett.

But I do think he could behave like a man.

Dont you?

- Well, he's trying.

- Is he?

Well, I'm not impressed.

Jake, do you know

what he calls Brett?

Circe the temptress.

He claims she turns men into swine.

I read it in a letter he left for her.

Pretty good, eh?

Look, Mike, I don't care

what he wrote in a letter to her.

But let's just not spoil

the whole fiesta, shall we?

Mike, darling, will you please

try not to make such a fuss?

I shall do my best, my dear.

I can't promise much,

but I shall do my best.

Oh, uh, may I offer

Your Ladyship a light?

Oh, come on, Mike.

Her Ladyship.

- Buenos dias.

- Buenos dias.

- Oh, what time is it?

- Well, it's just 6:30.

Ooh, what an uncivilized hour to get up!

Couldn't they do this thing

at a little later time?

You should've stayed out all night,

dear girl, like we did.

Jake, just what is

the encierro anyway?

Well, it's the running of the bulls

from the corral up to the ring.

Anyway, it gives the young men of the town

a chance to show their bravery.

Sounds like a fine custom.

Oh, Mike? Mike?

Now, where did Mike and Bill go?

Well, they probably wanted to watch

the bulls run through the streets.

Let's us go and get seated for the finish.

That's the best part.

Coming through here.

Thank you very much.

I say, give me some.

Hey! Toros!

Hurry up! Hurry up! Come on!

- I'm out of wind!

- Ol!

Congratulations, old boy.

Time for refreshment.

- What happens now?

- They let in a vaca brava- a cow.

It gives the amateur bullfighters

a chance.

- Will the cow charge?

- Wait and see.

- I say, Bill?

- Huh?

Do you suppose

she might find her way over here?

Oh, it seems unlikely.

- Oh, look. There's Bill.

Yes, that's Mike with him.

- Toro!

Toro! Old boy!

- What's that?

- It's a personal check of mine, old boy.

It's bounced three times.

I was wondering if it could possibly

have an effect on that animal.

- Why dont you try it on him?

- I shall.

What's that he's got in his hand?

That looks like a check.

Oh-ho! Ol!

Mike, look out. You'll get killed.

- Mike, look out!

Whoa! Hey!

- Whoa! Whoa!

Are you all right?

Of course I'm all right.

Hey, hey! Stop!

Hey, where-where'd you go?

Who asked you to help?

Yeah. We were doing fine

till you showed up.

Always trying to mix in,

aren't you, Robert?

I thought you might get hurt.

Don't worry about me.

Don't ever worry about me.

I've lost my check. Blast it!

- What's he doing now?

Well, it looks like he's lost something.

- Probably his check.

Is that it?

There it is!

- Found it.

- Oh, look. Look, he's found it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa!

He went right over.

Hola, Jake.

- Here are your tickets.

- Oh, thank you.

- Would you like to come and see Pedro Romero before the fight?

- I don't want to bother him.

- Oh, it will be no bother at all. Come with me now.

- Bill? Bill, come on.

Huh?

Who's this Romero, Jake?

One of the boys fighting this afternoon.

They say he's gonna be

one of the greats.

- Come in. Hola.

- Okay.

Pedro.

- Senor Barnes.

- Senor.

- Senor Gorton.

- Senor.

- How are you?

- Pedro Romero.

- Did you go to the bullfight today?

- Oh, you speak English.

- No.

- But I speak it.

Is there anything you would like

to ask my brother Pedro?

No, no. No. We just wanted

to wish him good luck.

I see. Thank you.

- Thank you.

- Yes, good luck.

- Gracias.

- Where are Robert and Mike?

- Oh, at the Cafe Iruna.

He looks like a torero.

Don't you think so? He is the type.

Well, he's a good-looking kid,

all right.

It is important for a torero

to look like that.

If he has everything else- the valor,

the knowledge- but he does not look right...

then he can never

give you everything in the ring.

- That rules out Mike and me.

- That rules out most people.

- I will see you after the fight.

- Right.

- Ah.

- Here are the tickets.

Two barreras for Bill and me

and three seats for you.

- Wonderful.

- Will you be all right?

I'm a little nervous,

but I think I'll be all right.

- What about you, Robert?

- I'm only worried that I might get bored.

Do you think so? Do you really think

you might get bored?

Dont watch the horses after the bull

hits them. Just look away.

Oh, dont worry about Brett.

I'll take care of her.

I'm only worrying

about Robert getting bored.

Well, I'll see you later.

Come on, Bill.

Bully, bully, bully! Where's the bull?

Oh, Michael, sit down.

Ol! Ol!

Ol! Ol!

Ol!

Ol! Ol!

Ol!

Ol!

- Ol!

Ol! Ol!

Ol!

Ol!

Ol!

Ol!

Ol!

Does Cohn look bored now?

No. Neither does Brett.

Oh, there they are.

Jake, I say, that fellow

Romeo what's-his-name-

He's really something, isn't he?

Or am I wrong?

- He's a bullfighter, all right.

- Where's Brett?

- Oh, she went upstairs to change.

- You weren't bored, were you, Robert?

- No, I wasn't bored.

I hope youll forgive me for that.

There she is now.

Beautiful. My dear. Fantastic as usual.

Oh, what a crowd. Couldn't we go

someplace quiet for a change?

Well, I think that could be arranged.

- Shall we try the dining room?

- Right.

- Have you recovered?

- Almost.

These bullfights are rather hard

on one, aren't they?

Hey, I think our Brett's getting

a little too interested in bullfighters.

I couldn't agree more.

Jake, be a good fellow

and don't tell her any more about 'em.

Tell her how they beat

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