A Farewell to Arms Page #4

- You're leaving?

We all are.

- When?

- In the morning.

It's raining.

This is closer.

- You're trembling.

- It's nothing.

- What is it?

- It's nothing, really.

Tell me.

It's only that l... I've always been

afraid of the rain.

Why?

- I don't know.

- Tell me.

Don't make me.

Tell me.

I'm afraid of the rain because

sometimes I see myself dead in it.

Hold me.

Hold me.

Say, "I've come back to Catherine

in the night."

"I've come back to Catherine

in the night."

Oh, darling, you have come back,

haven't you?

- Yes.

- I love you so...

It's been awful.

It's very funny, really,

happening to me like this.

Not with someone I loved

for years and years.

With someone I've just met.

A stranger.

Your name is Frederick Henry,

isn't it?

Don't talk that way, please.

You're so sweet.

You don't have to play any games.

I'm not playing any games.

I'm in love with you.

I wasn't kissing you.

I thought...

It sounds mad.

I thought he'd come back to me

in the night.

Catherine, darling...

"Catherine."

You don't pronounce

it very much alike.

But you're a very nice boy.

I'm glad you're nice. But you

don't have to pretend you love me.

- That's over for the evening.

- I'm not pretending...

I'm not mad and I'm not gone off.

It's only a little sometimes.

Now you can go to war

and forget all about this.

- I'll come back to you.

- Please, you make it worse.

I hope the advance is not too difficult.

That you don't get hurt.

Please.

Don't go away like this.

Good night.

I'm sorry, papi, but we must leave.

Lieutenant Henry. Lieutenant Henry!

Lieutenant Henry!

Take the wheel.

- Do you love me, truly?

- I'm mad for you.

Come back. Promise you'll come back.

- I promise.

- Promise you won't leave me behind.

Goodbye, darling. I'll be waiting.

We're liable to be up in these hills

a long time.

Well, baby, it will seem longer

to you.

Do you think we have

to capture all the Alps?

You sound as if Miss Barkley

had been very cooperative.

- Shut up.

- Tell me. It will make you feel better.

- Did she...?

- Shut up.

- I am a man of extreme delicacy...

- lf you wanna be my friend, shut up.

I don't want to be your friend.

I am your friend.

An envious one.

It's a long time since I had anyone

to say goodbye to.

They slow down.

Maybe they changed their minds.

- You think they like to attack?

- Nobody likes to attack.

- I like to attack.

- Then you are stupid.

The great Passini reads books.

Knows everything.

- Better than knowing nothing.

- Everybody's stupid.

Fighting is stupid.

- War is stupid.

- He's right.

He's right. What are we doing here?

The field hospitals, lieutenant.

There's your sawmill, doctor.

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