The Night Porter Page #2

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wanted to hear the reviews.

We've always

gone over them together.

- I want to go.

- What did you say?

I told you I am leaving.

I want to leave this place now.

I hope you realize what a disaster

we have in the first violinist.

Coreline Hader plays along

all on her own like a perfect idiot.

I told you I am leaving !

Lucia, you're out of your mind.

I have to be at the opera tonight.

All right.

So I'll go alone.

Where do you want to go?

Away from this hotel,

away from this city.

And away from this country.

I understand what you feel.

But you seemed so happy

to come here with me.

Lucia, what's come over you?

Anyway, it's a question

of a few days more.

Tomorrow we go to Frankfurt. In three

days, Berlin, Hamburg and that's it.

You're absolutely incredible.

- Incredible.

- Don't open.

- It's the porter with other newspapers.

- Don't open, please.

- I thought all had been delivered.

Come in.

- Good morning.

- 'Morning. Thank you.

Thank you.

We've planned everything

for one of these evenings.

You can prepare the room.

They're all coming.

I think I found a witness.

You remember Mario the cook?

He knows something.

Couldn't you wait

a little longer?

No. I prefer to close

your case as soon as possible.

But you haven't come

to see the place.

What is it?

Has something happened?

It's the trial.

Klaus is being

a little... hasty.

Sooner or later he had to call you up,

as he has for everybody else.

Be sure to keep your eyes open. You

often read of somebody being turned in.

Yes, you do. Especially

by collaborators like yourself.

I want everything clear in my head.

Will you eat with us?

Yes, Greta. Thank you.

How's business? Going well?

Thanks to him.

He runs the kitchen.

Go on, Greta.

We want to talk.

Yes. See you later.

- Did you see Klaus?

- Mm-hmm.

- Did he say anything to you?

- I saw Klaus.

He was asking me about that girl

you had with you then.

The daughter of a socialist.

She was--

She was Viennese, right?

Certainly you are a strange lot.

I won't go to the police.

It's all water over the dam.

Klaus showed me--

He showed me a photograph

of that girl,

so I explained I had no memory.

I said I didn't recognize her.

I want to live in peace,

and Greta feels the same.

Thank you, Mario.

I never told anybody how, uh,

you saved your skin.

Sometimes to save one's skin,

there is no price too high.

You can't compare me with you.

I know, I know.

Still, it would be nice...

to talk in peace and quiet.

We could go fishing,

perhaps, if you like.

Sure. If we're not too long,

it's fine with me.

- What about Sunday?

- Okay.

Okay, Mario.

- The car has come, sir.

- Oh, thank you.

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