The Passion of Anna Page #3

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No, not a sound.

Not a damn thing.

Do you hear what I'm saying?

Andreas!

Winkelman!

Damn it!

Get up!

You can't sit here.

Get up!

Do you want me to kick you?

Sit down.

I'll make you some coffee.

Go to hell!

Liv Ullmann, take seven.

I sympathize a lot

with Anna's need for truth.

I understand why she wants

the world to be a certain way.

But her need,

this desire for truth, is dangerous.

When she realizes

her surroundings don't fit,

when she doesn't get

the response she demands,

she takes refuge

in lies and dissimulation.

That's why it's so hard

to be honest...

you expect others

to be the same.

We see that today

in thousands of people.

I've been alone for three days.

I'm bored to tears.

So I came by to say hi.

So nice of you.

You can always tell me to leave.

Do you want to

show me around?

Yes, I'd love to.

- So nice.

- It's my office.

- Have you read them all?

- Almost.

Just show-off books?

- What's in here?

- The kitchen.

Where do you sleep... in here?

Here's the bedroom.

Looks deserted.

Anna canceled

at the last minute.

She's going to have

an operation on her leg.

The fourth time.

She was in a car accident.

Her husband and son were killed.

She was hospitalized

for several months.

I guess you know about it.

It happened nearby.

Is this where your wife worked?

- It's just as she left it.

- Are you divorced?

Yes, sort of.

- Was I indiscreet?

- Not at all.

- Will she come back?

- Perhaps.

Do you miss her very much?

I'm sorry for being tactless.

Are you hungry?

A geologist friend of mine

used to make fun of me

because I'm scared

of going into caves.

More ham?

No, thanks.

That's one of my oldest albums.

I get horrible claustrophobia.

I always have.

When I was in school,

I dreamed about going into

one of those French caves.

But it didn't happen.

- Do you like the music?

- Yes.

Elis hates it when I dance.

He gets embarrassed.

Elis is awfully tired of me.

- I don't think so.

- He is.

I'm just a small part

of his general weariness.

The world is indifferent

to his sarcasm, but I'm not.

I just want to get even.

I don't know what to do.

Elis is fantastic.

Yes. I like him very much.

The worst of it is

that I love him.

Really love him.

There's no other word for it.

I don't know how

to show him my love.

What will become of us?

Why do these things happen?

What kind of poison

corrodes the best in us,

leaving only the shell?

I'm so tired.

Really?

This wine makes me sleepy.

I agree.

Do you mind if I sleep here?

You can sleep in the bedroom.

Or on the sofa.

- I'm not disturbing you?

- Not at all.

I haven't slept all night,

just wandered around.

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