Sophie's Choice Page #3

I remembered Nathan's voice

that night before.

''Don'tyou see, Sophie?

We 're dying''.

I longed desperatly to scape...

to pack my bags and flee.

But I did not.

I stayed at YettaZimmerman's...

and I helped fulfiill Sophie's

prophecy about the three ofus.

We became the best offriends.

Here's an exampIe of how

emotionaIIy evocative EngIish can be

Sophie loved to tell

how Nathan saved her life.

Their meeting was, for her...

a miracle.

Because I couId not stop for

death, he kindIy stopped for me.

The carriage heId butjust

our seIves and ImmortaIity.

Rhymes, rhymes... It's not hard

enough to understand the Ianguage?

Just everyday Iife taIk.

He has to read us rhymes!

...what the beauty of

the Ianguage can be...

when written by artists.

I Iook forward to seeing you

next week. And remember...

You must not get discouraged.

You'II see.

One morning you'II wake up and find

you've been dreaming in EngIish!

Excuse me. Who did he

say wrote that poem?

Dickens.

-EmiIe Dickens.

-Thank you.

Are you aII right, Miss Zawistowska?

Yes.

Thank you, I'm very fine.

I'm a IittIe tired.

I noticed that you've been Iooking...

WeII... a IittIe deIicate IateIy.

-I hope I'm not being too personaI.

-No! No, I...

CouId you heIp me with that?

Thank you.

Thank you for your...

concern.

Good bye.

Excuse me, sir.

CouId you teII me what...

Where wouId be that Iisting

in cataIog fiIe...

for...

19th century American poet...

-EmiIe Dickens, pIease?

-In the cataIog room on the Ieft.

But you won'tfind any such Iisting.

I won'tfind that Iisting?

Why won't I... find it?

CharIes Dickens is

an EngIish writer.

There's no American poet

by the name of Dickens.

I'm sorry. No, that is,

I'm sure, American poet.

-EmiIe Dickens.

-Listen!

-''D-I...

-I toId you!

There's no such person. Do you

want me to draw you a picture?

-I'm teIIing you, you hear me?

-AII right.

It's aII right, it's aII right...

Just Iie stiII.

Let the doctor take

care of everything.

You're so beautifuI.

Yes! How did you get

to be so beautifuI?

I think...

I think that I'm going to die.

No, no, no...

No, your puIse...

Your puIse is fine.

It's steady.

You're going to Iive to be a hundred.

Why I am so tired?

The doctor thinks you

need to get some coIor...

in that beautifuI

white skin of yours.

I'm going to take you

to see my brother.

He is the best doctor going.

-No, Iet you...

-You thought I was a doctor?

No, I'm a bioIogist.

-You've been eating properIy IateIy?

-Yes! Oh, yes! I am...

I am six months in

here, in U.S. and...

so I eat ''more good''

now than in my Iife.

You couId've faIIen behind with iron

and never had a chance to catch up.

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