The Lady from Shanghai Page #6
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You know, you're a stupid fool, George.
You ought to realize, I don't mind it a bit...
...if Michael's in love with my wife.
He's young. She's young.
He's strong.
She's beautiful.
Sit down, darling.
Where's your sense of humor?
- I don't have to listen to you talk like that.
- Yes, you do, Lover.
Now, Arthur, you leave Elsa alone.
Come to think of it...
...why doesn't Michael
want to work for us?
Why should he?
Why should anyone
want to live around us?
Where's his sense of adventure?
Excuse me, sir. He's over there eating.
Tell Michael to step over here
for a moment.
Aye, sir.
Hey, Mike.
They want to see you over there,
Mr. Bannister and them.
Well, Michael.
Well, Mr. Bannister.
My wife's lost her sense of humor.
You've lost your sense of adventure.
Sit down. Have a drink.
Give him a drink, George,
and don't look so shocked.
Michael may not be in the social register,
but then...
...neither are you, anymore.
Is this what you do for amusement
in the evenings:
Sit around toasting marshmallows
and call each other names?
Sure, if you're so anxious for me
to join the game, I'd be glad to.
I can think of a few names
I'd like to be calling you, myself.
But, Michael, that isn't fair.
You're bound to lose the contest.
We'll have to give you a handicap, Michael.
You should know
...for instance,
if you really want to call me names.
And, Michael,
if you think George's story is interesting...
...you ought to hear
the one about how Elsa...
...got to be my wife.
Do you want me to tell him
what you've got on me, Arthur?
You know, once, off the hump of Brazil...
...I saw the ocean so darkened with blood,
it was black...
...and the sun fainting away
over the lip of the sky.
We put in at Fortaleza...
...and a few of us had lines out
for a bit of idle fishing.
It was me who had the first strike.
A shark it was, and then there was
another, and another shark again...
...till all about
the sea was made of sharks...
...and more sharks still,
and no water at all.
My shark had torn himself from the hook...
...and the scent, or maybe the stain it was,
and him bleeding his life away...
...drove the rest of them mad.
Then the beasts took to eating each other.
In their frenzy, they ate at themselves.
You could feel the lust of murder,
like a wind stinging your eyes...
...and you could smell the death
reeking up out of the sea.
until this little picnic tonight.
And do you know,
there wasn't one of them sharks...
...in the whole crazy pack that survived.
I'll be leaving you now.
George, that's the first time
anyone ever thought enough...
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