Cat People Page #2

when she puts her foot inside this place.

The cats particularly.

They seem to know.

You can fool everybody, but landie,

dearie me, you can't fool a cat.

They seem to know who's not right,

if you know what I mean.

Here we are.

Isn't he a ducky little angel?

This is it.

- Thank you.

What do you think of it?

- Oh, he is sweet.

He will like me very much.

You will see.

I like to be liked.

- That ought to be easy. Really easy.

Irena.

- Yes.

I've been asleep.

- I know.

It couldn't have been

very entertaining for you.

I was watching you.

And that was fun?

Do you love me, Irena?

You know I love you, don't you?

I've never kissed you.

Do you know, that's funny.

Why?

- Well...

When people in America are in love,

or even think they're in love...

...they've usually kissed long ago.

Well?

Irena, what's wrong?

I've lived in dread of this moment.

I've never wanted to love you.

I've stayed away from people...

...I lived alone.

I never wanted this to happen.

- But you just told me you love me.

I do.

I do.

I've fled from the past...

...from things you could never know...

...or understand.

Evil things.

Evil.

Irena...

...you've told me something of the past.

About King John and the witches

in the village...

...and the cat people descended from them.

They're fairy tales, Irena.

Fairy tales heard in your childhood.

Nothing more than that.

They've nothing to do with you, really.

You're Irena.

You're here in America.

You're so normal, you're in love with me,

Oliver Reed, a good, plain Americano.

You're so normal,

you're gonna marry me...

...and those fairy tales, you can tell them

to our children. They'll love them.

Comitadji.

Oh, Mr. Carver, you should not call

a good man that.

But it's Serbian. I got it

from my barber this afternoon.

But you might insult him.

Comitadji means 'thief,' 'bandit.'

- I've been double-crossed.

Oliver's bride seems to be a very nice girl.

And a very pretty one too.

Carver tells me she's a bit odd.

He's worried about the marriage.

- Nonsense, Irena's a grand girl.

She and Oliver are going

to be very happy together.

I certainly hope so.

To the bride.

- To the bride.

Look at that woman.

Isn't she something?

Looks like a cat.

Thank you so much

for this lovely party, Alice.

I didn't know

there was a Serbian restaurant.

Anything you want to know

about this city, ask me.

I know all the unimportant details.

Well, how do you like that?

What did that woman say to you, darling?

Well, what did she say?

Now, wait a minute.

It can't be that serious.

Just one single word.

She greeted me.

She called me sister.

You saw her, Oliver.

You saw what she looked like.

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