Love Is a Many-Splendored Thing Page #6

Goodbye, Dr Han.

Are we going swimming?

Mark, going out with you once

was harmless enough.

I don't want my seeing you to be awkward.

Hong Kong has a peculiar code,

and malice is a pleasant pastime

for women with nothing to do.

Oh. Would it make any difference

if I told you that I didn't see my wife

when I was in Singapore?

Six years ago, she said she

never wanted to see me again.

She hasn't changed her mind,

and neither have I.

Now, will you go swimming with me?

- Well, I... I don't know.

- Take your time.

You're obviously a woman who's extremely

careful about making up her mind.

- (Mark) How's this?

- Oh, beautiful.

- (Mark) How's this?

- Oh, beautiful.

I'll change.

I, um...

I'd like to explain about my wife.

- You did.

- No.

I want you to know that

I tried to make a go of it.

I'd like you to believe that.

A great many mistakes are made

in the name of loneliness.

There's no need to discuss it, Mark.

All right, I won't bring it up again.

You're brown. You've been in the sun.

Yes, I've been playing a lot of tennis.

What am I going to do

if you go back to China?

Play more tennis.

You're not really going back

to Chungking, are you?

It wouldn't be good for you

to see too much of me anyhow.

Might even be harmful.

- Oh? Why?

- I'm Eurasian.

The word itself seems to suggest a certain

moral laxity in the minds of some people.

People never think of what words mean.

They feel them.

- You're talking about stupid people.

- Make no mistake, I'm proud to be Eurasian.

I like to think we combine

the best qualities of both races,

that we are the answer to race snobbery.

Well, you're certainly the answer

to a lot of things for me.

Mark, like everyone else in Hong Kong,

you're at loose ends.

I think you probably need a love affair,

but I'm not the answer.

I will make no mistakes

in the name of loneliness.

I have my work and an uncomplicated life.

I don't want to feel anything again, ever.

A moment ago you said

that words had no meanings.

That people have to feel.

Let's not tax the day with self-analysis.

The friends I was going to see

have a house across the bay.

- Shall we swim over and drop in on them?

- Why not?

- You tired?

- No.

I just want to drift

and feel the sun on my face.

You know, the last few weeks

I've come alive.

I like it.

You've been good for me, Mark.

I don't feel that the whole world

is sick any longer.

I'm glad.

Well, look!

(laughing) Oh!

Why do you look so surprised?

You expected me, didn't you?

Yes, but I didn't expect you

to come out of the ocean.

- Nora, this is Mark Elliott.

- How do you do?

- Robert and Ann.

- We've met before. I'll get some towels.

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