Seven Years in Tibet Page #2

It was checked out to you.

- We need to talk to you.

- What about?

About this.

Impressive. When do you plan to leave?

After monsoon season. And you?

I see you've chosen

my route through Tibet.

The few foreigners who have tried

never came back. So, good luck.

- Would you like to come with us?

- Why?

After all, you are the authority

on jailbreak around here.

- We could benefit from your experience.

- Please, please, please.

Stop this embarrassing charade.

Every time you escape,

the patrols are doubled and tripled.

It is making life very difficult

for the rest of us.

I prefer to travel on my own,

but thanks for thinking of me.

The mailman has come.

Dear Heinrich:

Please sign the enclosed divorce papers

and send them to my lawyer.

Horst and I intend to be married

as soon as the divorce is finalized.

As for your letter, yes.

Your son, Rolf Harrer, was born

while you were climbing the mountain.

He is now two years old

and calls Horst "Papa"

When he is old enough,

I will tell him...

...his real father was lost

in the Himalayas.

It seems the kindest thing

to say considering...

...you never wanted the child anyway.

Needless to say,

I have no intention...

...of "resolving our differences "

as you suggested.

They were resolved

the moment you left Austria.

I'm sorry you have been

imprisoned in India...

...and hope this dreadful war will soon

be over for everyone's sake.

Ingrid.

I'm coming with you.

This is your plan?

In my humble opinion,

this is ridiculous.

Then since you are so humble,

we won't ask your opinion.

- Open the charts. Turn around.

- All right.

Keep your back to the gate.

Open the charts!

Keep talking. Wait for my signal.

We are clear. Okay.

Open the gates!

See to this. Open the gates!

I'm going off on my own.

So, good luck.

First escape from prison camp,

November 18, 1939.

Rolf Harrer--

three and a half months old.

My 30th birthday, July 6, 1941.

Rolf Harrer-- exactly one year,

Last escape from Dehra Dun.

Rolf Harrer--

Take two and sleep it off.

I'll send you a bill in the morning.

What are you doing here?

I missed you so much, Heinrich.

I thought I'd pay you a visit.

What about the others?

The Italians were caught outside Nelang.

Lutz and Hans got sick

and had to turn back.

- Sorry to hear that.

- I'm sure you're heartbroken.

May I impose upon your generous nature

and camp here tonight?

Be my guest.

Thank you.

It is very gracious of you.

- Good.

- What else do you have in there?

A ten-piece orchestra?

By the way, I heard the Japanese have

retreated all the way back to Shanghai...

...so even if you make it

to the Chinese border...

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