Peter Ibbetson Page #3

of course.

But I don't know

why you should be angry.

That looks

very satisfactory.

Very satisfactory.

You've evidently solved

that problem, Peter.

Well, good night, Peter.

Mr. Slade.

Yes, Peter?

Mr. Slade,

I'm leaving you.

I'm through.

Why, bless me, Peter.

I've had all of

London I want.

I- I'm fed up with everything

I can think of.

Plans and buildings

and people and fog

and l... everything else.

I'm going to America.

Peter, you can't do that.

Why, you are the most

promising young man

in my employ.

I should hate to lose you.

You can become the

most prominent architect

in London

if you'll just apply yourself.

Well, l... I don't feel

very much

like applying myself.

Peter, what you need

is a rest.

You've been

working steadily.

Take a holiday

and go to Paris.

Go to Paris and play.

Why?

It isn't any good, sir.

What is it, Peter. A lady?

No.

What, then?

I don't know.

Well, whatever it is,

it's no good

runnin' away from it.

Being happy

ain't in places.

Being happy

is inside of you.

And, I think you ought to be

a little ashamed, Peter,

a fine,

big young man like you.

That's right, sir,

give it to me.

It is a little funny, though.

Here I am with everything

to be happy about,

and I'm not.

And here you are,

as happy as anybody

and, well, you have plenty

to be unhappy about

if you wanted to.

Don't you go

feeling sorry for me.

I've got everything

a person needs, I have.

I can hear things

and smell 'em,

and see 'em, too.

Those I want to.

What do you mean,

you can see things?

Of course I see 'em.

I can tell you

about some things

just as good as you can.

And I know what

that model looks like.

And I've seen the way

the ocean comes in

and goes all white

when it swishes down.

And flowers, and...

But, sir, you can't

really see those things.

You were born...

Yes, Peter,

I was born blind,

but I've seen things

just the same.

But... but how could you?

I mean...

You don't see

just with your eyes.

It's inside of you someplace.

Some of 'em said

it was dreams.

But I says it's because

I had to see that way.

Well, sir,

it's... it's too much

for me.

But that's because

you ain't never had

to make anything

happen inside of you.

You'll find out what's wrong

and it'll be there, Peter.

Well, sir,

l... I wish it were

as easy as it sounds.

You try the holiday.

I... I don't really want

you to leave us, Peter.

Well, sir, I'll go to Paris

and I'll come back.

Oh, you make me

very happy, Peter.

Very happy indeed.

Good night.

"The way the ocean comes in

and goes all white

as it swishes down."

Why don't you try

telling me in English?

Oh, you're English?

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