The Rose Tattoo Page #2

She's holding up a piece

of rose-colored silk.

I think Assunta should tell her.

I think she already knows

what we have come to tell her.

- Something is wrong.

- What? What did you hear?

Come, ladies, we must go inside.

Don't speak.

Don't speak.

Don't speak. Don't speak.

Don't speak.

Don't speak.

Don't speak. Please don't.

Don't speak. Please don't.

Don't speak.

Don't speak.

Don't speak, please. Don't speak.

Don't speak. Don't speak.

She's lost the baby.

But Serafina's a strong woman.

She's going to pull

through this all right.

But she's trying not to breathe.

So she's got to be watched

and not allowed out of bed.

- You know how to give injections?

- Yes.

Needle. I use.

- I know how.

- Oh, fine. I'll get you some stuff.

Doctor, I wanted to talk to you.

The... The body.

The body of the man

must not be burned.

Rosario's body was burned

when the truck was burned.

Deliberate cremation

is not the same thing.

She wants the body cremated

so she can keep the man's

ashes in the house.

Well, if keeping the ashes in the house

will be any comfort to her...

But the body is dead.

The body must be buried.

Just a moment.

Father.

Where's the body?

Who are you?

Who are you? Please, who are you?

- Estelle Hohengarten.

- You cannot go in there.

See him, I have to.

- The body cannot be seen.

- I have to see him.

- You must go away, please.

- I've gotta see him.

- Please, you cannot go in there.

- I've got to.

- I've gotta see him.

- No, the body cannot be seen.

- I've gotta see him.

- But you must go away, please.

The widow knows nothing about you.

- Assassina!

- Vigliacca!

Sporcacciona!

Somebody stop the piano!

Stop it!

Stop it. Ferma!

Ferma.

Go home.

My father is dead.

Rosa, you're not going

to have any fun at the dance

unless you just forget

all about your dress.

Mama made five formals

for other girls.

She wouldn't make one for me.

She said if my Daddy was living

he wouldn't allow me to go

to a high-school dance.

But your father's been dead

three years. You're grown up now.

Rosa, you stop crying, or I won't

go another step with you.

I'm the only girl without a formal.

Wait. Just a minute.

I wanna fix your face.

Lutie, this is Jack Hunter.

- Hello.

- How do you do?

Who is that boy with Pauline Hunter?

That's her brother, Jack.

I think he's a dream of a dream.

- Girls, this is Art Noble and Ray Brinn.

- Hi.

- Good evening, Rosa and Violetta.

- Hello.

Jack, I'd like you to meet

Rosa Delle...

Why did Rosa run away like that?

She's all upset because

she's not wearing a formal.

Well, it's not important.

Not all girls have formals.

Excuse me.

La tua voca gentile

Piu non allieta il mio core

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