The Sun Also Rises Page #8

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Already it seems as if

there are about six people missing.

Sure. I'll see you at dinner.

Right.

Bung-ho, old boy.

Bung-ho.

Well, it's all over.

Some fiesta.

It had its moments.

You know,

I feel rather badly about Cohn.

I didn't behave too well there, did I?

In the end, it didn't make

any difference anyway.

Where do you suppose he went?

Probably back to Frances.

He's better off that way.

- Where do you go now, Mike?

- Hmm? Oh, the Riviera.

You know, Cannes, Nice,

all that sort of stuff.

I'm absolutely flat broke, old boy.

- Do you want some money?

- Oh, no, thanks.

I've got my ticket.

Once I get to Nice, I'll be all right.

Loads of credit there.

How soon do you leave for New York?

I sail on the 17th.

I shall miss you, old boy.

I shall miss both of you.

I'm gonna go say good-bye

to Montoya.

Meet you at the car.

You're sure youll be all right?

No question about it. Waiter?

- Si, senor.

- A small Fundador, please.

- Esta bien.

- Limpia?

Limpia?

Go ahead, amigo.

Juanito?

I wanted to say good-bye.

Adios.

I also wanted to say how badly I feel

about this Romero business.

That was his brother.

Romero was to fight next Sunday

at San Sebastian.

Now he has sent a wire,

and he has canceled.

Canceled?

Oh, I am sorry, Juanito.

Que va.

It is not your fault. That is life.

There are always some bad things

happen at a feria.

You and I will forget it.

- Let's hope so.

- I will see you next year?

You can count on it.

Take care of yourself, Juanito.

You too. If there is mail,

where shall I send it?

Oh, the Hotel du Palais in Biarritz.

I'm going there to rest for a week

before I go back to work.

I'm sure you need it. Adios.

Adios, Juanito.

You wouldn't believe it, would you?

It's all like a wonderful... nightmare.

I believe in anything,

including nightmares.

Well, let's go.

Pardonnez-moi.

Monsieur Barnes!

A telegram for you, sir.

Thank you.

I thought there might be a reply.

It's marked urgent.

Well, when is there a train for Madrid?

9:
00 tonight, sir. The Sud Express.

- Can you get me a sleeper on it?

- Oh, yes, sir.

You do not want to send any reply?

- No. No, thank you. I'll do it later.

- Thank you, sir.

Espera.

Buenos dias, senor. Que desea?

Uh, Lady Ashley, por favor.

- Quien?

- Lady Brett Ashley, Senor Romero's friend.

Ah, Senor Romero. Maria Luisa.

- Who is it?

- Its Jake.

Jake. Jake.

Well, you wired that you were in trouble.

You're short of funds. Is that it?

Oh, Jake, please don't.

I can't take any more.

What do you have to take?

You had what you wanted.

That's not true.

You mean to tell me Romero left you?

No. I wish he had.

It would've been easier.

I had to make him go,

and I wasn't sure he would.

That's why I wired you.

I didn't have a cent to go away and leave him.

What was your hurry?

There was no hurry.

I just didn't want to hurt him,

and I knew that ultimately I would.

I thought I'd found someone

who might make me forget you...

but I found I was wrong.

I don't expect you to believe me.

You know, he's only 22 years old...

and I'm not gonna be one

of those women who ruin children.

I knew the longer it lasted,

the more it would hurt.

As it is,

I've only hurt his pride a little.

How much money do you need?

I don't know.

I'll pay you when I get back to Paris.

Oh, darling.

We could've had

such good times together.

Isn't it pretty to think so?

- Good-bye,Jake.

- Good-bye.

Jake!

Don't leave me.

Take me with you, please.

Don't leave me alone now.

All right. Pack your things

and let's get out of here.

No. Leave it. Leave everything.

You're sure youre not going to miss

any of those things you left behind?

No.

No, I left nothing that I-

I'll really miss.

Dont we pay

for the things we do though?

Seems to me that you said

that same thing before...

not so very long ago.

You're right.

Let's not talk about it anymore.

Let's never talk about it again.

Have you got a cigarette, Jake?

You know, he learned his English

as a waiter in Gibraltar.

He wanted to marry me finally.

Probably thought it would

make him Lord Ashley.

No, he really wanted to marry me.

He said then I couldn't go away

and leave him.

Oh, that's the same notion

a lot of people have had.

Please don't be mean, Jake.

Look, let's really

never talk about it again.

It's all right with me.

Do you know, it makes one feel rather good

to behave decently again.

It's sort of what we have instead of God.

Some people have God... quite a lot.

Yes, I know.

He never worked very well with me.

Maybe you didn't really try.

Maybe not.

You know, the awful thing is

it could have been so simple...

because youre the only man

I could ever love, Jake.

Well, where do we go from here?

I don't know.

Oh, darling...

there must be an answer

for us somewhere.

I'm sure there is.

One generation passes away...

and another generation comes...

but the Earth abides forever.

The sun also rises.

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