Where Angels Fear to Tread Page #4

Synopsis: Around 1906, the widow Lilia Herriton meets a young man when she visits Italy and marries him. The man is only a dentist without a good name, and Lilia's relatives are clearly unhappy with her choice. Lilia dies while giving birth to a son, and two relatives travel to Italy to take care of of the baby, expecting no trouble from the father.
Genre: Drama, Romance
Director(s): Charles Sturridge
Production: Simitar
  1 win.
 
IMDB:
6.6
Rotten Tomatoes:
62%
PG
Year:
1991
116 min
292 Views


I beg your pardon.

No, excuse me I do not speak English.

Quite.

There is only one driver, but I

have persuaded them to take us.

We'll have to offer them a little more

money. At least I think I did. - Good...

Monteriano? Should I take your bags?

- Yes please.

Not at all.

Complain, don't just stand there.

- Shut up, Harriet.

Well? What did he say?

- That we could share.

Do not be absurd.

Then we'll have to wait

until he comes back then.

I'm not clever, Philip, I don't go in for it..

But I know what's rude,

and I know what's wrong.

You. What's the good of cleverness

if a man has murdered a woman?

Harriet, I'm hot. -If you don't

watch out he will murder you.

I wish he would.

Tut, tut Harriet.. You would find a

corpse extraordinarily inconvenient.

That hardly describes the fellow.

We know he didn't murder her.

He murdered her, the things he

did, which one can't even mention.

Things we must mention if we

are to talk at all about it.

Because he is unfaithful to his wife,

it doesn't follow that in every

way he is absolutely vile.

It is the supreme test

a man's unchivalrousness to a woman.

Don't be so ridiculous, Its no more

a supreme test than anything else.

The Italians never were very

chivalrous from the first.

You could condemn the English

as well - I do condemn them.

The French as well?

The French as well. -It's not so jolly easy.

Look there. Don't you see

any beauty in it at all?

No, it's frightful.

It is old, all too old.

So many things have happened

there. I can't explain it.

I shouldn't think you could.

It doesn't seem the best moment

to start your Italy mania.

Go. -Go where?.

Good evening, signora.

I'm back to Monteriano.

Go. I mean it.

- We're not going now.

Go this instant.

No. I can not stand this any longer. Go.

Damn you Harriet, please..

Swear if you like. Blaspheme, abuse

me but understand I'm in earnest.

Harriet don't act or act better.

Play the part Harriet. No, no.

We have come for the

baby, and nothing else.

Let the signora come down and

me go up and select rooms.

The lady is not feeling

well. - Ah, poor thing.

Leave me alone. I don't care

what you do I'm English.

You'll go and get the baby.

Please calm yourself.

You're going to wake up the

entire hotel. - I don't care.

We can probably be arrested for brawling.

How can you be so ridiculous.

Caroline.

Caroline, what are you

doing here? Caroline.

Carella-Signor live down there.

Thank you.

Hello.

Is there anyone in? Hello.

I'm looking Signor Carella.

He's not home.

Can I leave a... biglietto.

Wait.

How's the baby?

- Beautiful. Just like an angel.

This is my business card.

Would you be kind

and leave it to Signor Carella?

Yes?

He wasn't there. -I meet

him tomorrow at 10:00.

Good. Don't forget the blank cheque.

Right. Iets say an hour for business.

No, two. Italians are slow.

It'll be twelve o'clock, and then lunch.

There'll be no point leaving

before the evening train.

This is Italy, you can't buy a pair of

gloves in two hours, let alone a baby.

Three hours, then. Or

four. It doesn't matter.

We'll stop in Florence for a nurse.

What if he refuses? -I

have told the landlady...

...we only want rooms for one

night, and we shall stick to it.

You must try to get Lilias silver bangles.

They are quite nice and will do for Irma.

Andthere's an inlaid box I

lent her, 'lent' not 'gave',

to keep her handkerchiefs in.

It is of no real value, but if you see it...

Don't ask for it, but if

you see it lying about..

No, no, I'll just try for

the baby, nothing else.

Mr. Herriton, May I speak

to you for a moment?

I'm just giving myself

some tea, its rather weak.

You see, Harriet knows nothing.

- No more do I who is out.

Mr. Herriton, do'nt be

mysterious, there isn't time.

In Sawston we had to

keep up appearances,

but here we must speak out

and make ourselves clear.

Let me begin by asking you a question.

In which capacity have

you come to Monteriano?

Are you a spy or traitor?

- Spy.

Your mother has behaved

dishonourably throughout. I can't trust her.

Its natural I should take an interest.

The child came into this

world through my negligence.

Let us not argue. I hope you get

the child, but if you don't...

...get the child I'll get it myself.

I don't expect you to believe me, but I

can assure you you'll never get the child.

Money is no object whatsoever.

I am here to carry out my mother's

instructions, I think you'll approve of them.

She has practically dictated them;

I myself do not agree,

I think they're absurd.

So Miss Abbott you had better take

entire charge of the rescue party.

I've asked for a meeting with

Mr Carella tomorrow morning.

Do you approve? -Yes.

I understand you have

already visited his house.

If you gave me a few

details it might be helpful.

Mr Herriton, do you suppose that I

would have entered that man's house.

Knowing what I do about him?

We met by accident, while I was walking.

What did you talk about?

Oh, the weather. He said there

will be rain tomorrow evening.

Other towns, England,

myself and about you a little.

Is he preparing a warm reception?

- You can hardly expect a quiet time.

Then he asked after you

and wished he had not...

...been so rude to you when he met you.

Did he really? How ones fear

is made of little things.

You didn't think it was

such a little thing at...

...the time. You told me

that he had assaulted you.

Did I really?

I suppose I must have lost my temper.

Is not it beautiful?

Is that an opera poster?

'Lucia di Lammermoor' by Donizetti.'

'Directed by Alfredo de Sanctis.

This evening at. 20.15.'

Is there an opera house here?

Yes, opposite the church. I'll show you.

People know how to live

here. They would sooner...

...have a thing bad than not at all.

Can we not go?

- We're here to rescue a child.

Yes I know. Sometimes

I wish I were Harriet.

Anyway we probably wouldn't get a seat.

Did you like it at all?

- I like it awfully.

I wish I had got something

better to wear though.

You look splendid.

Fine gowns pack as easily as ugly ones.

There's no need to come

to the theatre like guys.

This is all wrong. Mother would be furious.

It's the fat lady at the station.

She's certainly very vulgar.

Sit down.

- Shush. Shush.

Shut up, Harriet.

Foreigners. We have to show them. We

should have done right from the start.

Shush. Shush.

Ridiculous babies.

I suppose she is meant to be going mad.

Where is Walter Scott in this?

Where is thye Walter Scott,

I should like to know?

Bravo.

Oh. The agony of it.

Take me away from here, Philip.

Whose are these?

Why didn't you meet me?

To take me by surprise?

I left a note for you this afternoon.

My sister is waiting...

No, you cannot leave me now.

Filippo, my brother.

See you at the cafe in the

morning at ten o'clock.

Where's my sister?

She went to bed.

That was him, wasn't it?

Yes, I allow that.

I suppose you didn't settle anything?

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