Martha Page #4

-I knew it. | -Thank you.

Don't mention it.

Even so, when one | begins a new stage in one's life...

I know what you mean. Come with me.

-What do you like most in life? | -I don't know.

-Fate? | -What? Fate?

Why? Do you find that strange?

I don't know.

Is it because of despair?

Let's talk about something more cheerful.

Do you know:

What thinks the mouse on Thursday?

No.

It goes like this:

What thinks the mouse on Thursday, | on Thursday, on Thursday?

It thinks the same as every day, | as every day, as every day...

Oh how I'd love some ham on bread, | some ham on bread, some ham on bread!

With lots of ham and not much bread.

-Isn't that nice? | -Yes.

Let's say it together.

What thinks the mouse on Thursday?

It thinks the same as every day...

Oh how I'd love some ham on bread!

Who was that?

That? The man I'm going to marry.

-Well, will you? | -It'll make me sick.

-I'm really afraid. | -But Martha, I'll be with you.

-That's all very well, but... | -What then?

Fear is there to be overcome.

Martha...

I want you to be my wife.

I want to marry you.

Thank you, Helmut. Thank you, thank you.

You've no idea how I've yearned | to hear these words.

Won't you take a seat?

-Thanks. I prefer to stand. | -As you wish.

Something to drink? A cognac? | I've got French cognac.

Helmut Salomon's asked me to be his wife.

And I've accepted. | I'm going to marry Helmut.

No you're not, Martha.

Not as long as I'm alive, you won't.

Yes, I shall, mother.

Very well, if that's what you want.

Have it your way.

-Where are you going? | -I must phone Dr. Hauff.

-Why? | -Mother will die if I don't.

Oh Helmut...

I understand what you want to say.

You mean, she has a right to die.

That's what you meant?

Never do that again, Martha.

Never resist me | when I want to make love to you.

Dr. Hauff? Helmut Salomon here.

Come quickly.

Mrs. Heyer's taken an overdose | of tablets again.

I think we can't avoid putting her | in a psychiatric clinic.

Thank you.

Well, Martha...

Did you really believe | I'd let your mother die?

No...

That was just your imagination...

and your wish, too, no doubt.

It's so lovely being alone with you.

All those people.

It was a lovely wedding, I know...

Everyone was so nice to me, | even mother.

One hardly noticed the medical attendants.

Mother's in good hands now, isn't she?

She seemed so cheerful, so open.

Everyone genuinely wished me happiness.

Oh Helmut! | To think I'd live to see this day!

And now...alone with you.

We'll have three wonderful weeks.

You've no idea how much | I'm looking forward to Italy...

to every grain of sand, every wave...

I'll be so good to you, so tender.

My God, I've so much tenderness | to give you.

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