Waterloo Bridge Page #3

Well, aren't I right?

For instance, I met you...

...I liked you...

...and now so soon we have to part...

...and perhaps

we'll never see each other again.

You can conceive that, then,

our never seeing each other again?

Yes, I can.

- This is where you live?

- Yes.

Well, nothing to do about it, is there?

Nothing except to say goodbye.

I suppose so.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Myra, dear.

Goodbye, Roy.

- Keep well.

- Yes, you too. Keep well.

(CHUCKLES)

Nothing can happen to me.

Your lucky charm will see to that.

I hope it will. I'll pray it will.

- Goodbye.

- Goodbye.

Please leave me first.

All right.

Oh, I shall have

to get this catch mended.

KITTY:

Well, I've been telling you.

It broke open twice yesterday.

Oh, Kitty, what time is it?

It's, uh, haIf past 11.

Oh.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

GIRLS:
Good morning, madame.

- Good morning.

- I came to congratulate you, Myra.

- On what, madame?

On being up.

Considering that you didn't go

to bed until 4, it's remarkable.

I have the feeling your performance tonight

will give the effect of sleepwalking.

Well, it's the first time

Myra's been out, madame.

When I made you send the note

to the military gentleman last night...

...it was you I was trying to protect.

I am fond of the girls who work for me.

- I don't want them to be camp followers.

- You don't know him...

...or you wouldn't say that.

- Can't we have any private lives at all?

Not when it hurts your public life

at the theater.

I'm happy that

he didn't stay here a week.

Otherwise he would have ruined

six performances instead of one.

If such a thing should happen

again with you...

...or any of the others,

it means instant dismissal.

I will see you at the theater tonight...

...if it's not too much trouble.

Oh, why is she so cruel and hateful?

KITTY:

Oh, the old broomstick.

She talks to us all like that.

Never mind.

- She spoils everything.

- Oh, rubbish.

You're upset and tired.

Why don't you go back to bed?

There's no rehearsal today.

No, I'm not tired.

Horrible morning for the channel crossing.

I suppose he's gone now.

Yep, suppose so.

Kitty. Kitty, look. He's here.

Look.

KITTY:

Good heavens, he deserted.

MYRA:
He's here. He hasn't gone.

KITTY:
He'll be court-martialed for this.

Oh, I've gotta go. Gotta go.

Now, calm down, will you?

I can't stand this excitement now.

- You see him, don't you?

- If that's his ghost, don't bring him up.

Get away from that window.

He'll see you in your slip.

Kitty, come on, help me. Where's my hat?

Oh, why wasn't I dressed? Oh!

Oh, Kitty, Kitty. Come on.

Oh, Kitty, what if l...? What'll he...?

Do you suppose...? Oh, dear.

Oh, Kitty, what do you think? Oh, Kitty.

- Oh, there. Do I look all right?

- Yes, you look all right.

- You'd look better with a dress on.

- Oh, yes.

- Come on, now.

- Hurry.

A little lower. Myra, stop it.

Oh, come on. Goodness,

I don't know what I'm doing.

I must see him.

Oh, dear. These stupid buttons.

Oh, Kitty, I just want to...

I just want to...

Oh, Kitty, he came back.

I was beginning to think...

But he didn't. He came back. Oh!

Is he still there?

- He is. He is.

- Hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute.

I'll get you a mackintosh.

Your umbrella's in the corner there.

Here, put this on.

Now, I'm going to go first. You don't

want to run into madame on the way down.

Wait a minute.

All clear. And please

tell him no more false alarms.

I can't stand the excitement.

- Hello.

- Hello.

Nice of you to come and see me.

Not at all.

You didn't go.

Couldn't. Mines in the channel.

Forty-eight hours' leave.

Oh, isn't that wonderful?

Yes.

I have two whole days.

I thought about you all last night,

couldn't sleep a wink.

- You managed to remember me at last?

- Yes, barely managed.

Myra, what do you think

we're going to do today?

- Well, l...

- You won't have time for that.

- For what?

- For hesitating. No more hesitating.

- No?

- No.

- What am I going to do instead?

- You're going to get married.

- Roy, you must be mad.

- I know it. Marvelous sensation.

- Oh, Roy, do be sensible.

- Not me.

But you don't know me.

I'll discover you.

Spend the rest of my life doing it.

This is wartime.

It's because you're leaving so soon.

Because you feel that you must spend

the whole of your life in 48 hours.

We're going to be married.

It's you. It'll never be anyone else.

But how can you tell that?

Listen. None of your quibbling,

your questioning.

None of your doubts.

This is positive, you see?

This is affirmative, you see?

This is final, you see?

You're going to marry me, you see?

I see.

(WHISTLES)

What's the matter, darling?

- Where are we going?

- To announce our engagement.

To the barracks. Armour Square.

Now, Myra, I wanna give you

a picture of what you're in for.

- All right.

- I have to acquaint you with certain facts.

In the first place, my dear young lady,

I am a captain in the Rendleshire Fusiliers.

- Are you impressed?

- Very much.

A captain in the Rendleshire Fusiliers

cannot marry casually.

It requires immense preparation,

formality, etiquette.

- I see it does.

- It's an elaborate ritual.

- Is it?

- Mm-hm. For example...

...a captain in the Rendleshire Fusiliers

has to get the consent of his colonel.

- Is that difficult?

- Well, it might or it might not be.

- I feel it's going to be difficult.

- A great deal depends upon the petitioner.

On the charm of the petitioner.

On his ardor, on his eloquence.

- Myra, look at me.

- Yes, captain.

Can you doubt the outcome?

You are very conceited, captain.

You are quite mad, captain.

You are reckless and headstrong and...

And I adore you, captain.

Now, sit here and don't speak to strangers.

I'll be right back.

- Myra.

- So soon?

No, I haven't seen him yet. I forgot

something very important, indispensable.

- What?

- Your vital statistics.

- Oh, I'm afraid I mislaid them.

- I'll dig them up.

Now, then, I assume

you were born. Where?

- Birmingham.

- When?

Uh, June 9th, 1895.

- Father's profession?

- Schoolmaster.

- Parents living?

- No.

Ah.

Uh, let's see. What else?

Oh, yes. What's your last name?

Oh, Roy. Lester.

It's lucky I thought of that. That's vital.

- Goodbye, Miss Lester.

- Goodbye.

I'll be just a second.

MAN:
I suppose it is, as a matter of fact,

if it works out that way.

Then you have to test the thing

before you get to any particular point...

Excuse me, sir.

- Yes, what is it, Cronin?

- May I see you privately, sir?

- I am at lunch.

- It's extremely important, sir.

You held us up last night waiting for you.

Now you interrupt my lunch.

It's all part of the same thing, sir.

(SIGHS)

Very well. Back in a minute.

I'm sorry, but I think you'll understand.

I hope you'll understand.

Do you mind giving me

some sort of a clue?

I'm sorry about not turning up

for your dinner last night...

...but you see, colonel...

Well, whatever it is, I hope you straighten

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