The Snows of Kilimanjaro Page #3
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- Harry!
- Emile!
[ French ]
- Bonsoir.
- Bonsoir.
In English, that's quite a question.
[ French ]
Now, from other sources.
- Hi, Compton.
- Harry! How's the book?
How's anybody's book?
It isn't finished.
Harry, did you quit
your job to do it?
Look, do you mind if I cut in?
- Uh-uh-uh! Forage for yourself, chum.
- [ Laughing ]
Oh, Harry, you don't stay?
It's a case of avoiding
a broken nose, Emile--
mine or old Compton's --
because a laugh like hers would
just have to lead it to a lousy fight.
Bonsoir.
[ Slow Jazz ]
Please.
Thanks. I'm Cynthia.
Cynthia Green.
Cyn. That's nice.
- When did you come in?
- Oh, minutes ago.
I'll be hanged.
- I'm , uh--
- Harry Street, Chicago Tribune. And you write.
Ex-Chicago Tribune.
And I'm trying to write.
Well, they're telling it the other way.
Do you mind?
Well, everybody's trying
something over here.
What are you trying to do?
Are you trying to paint?
No, I'm not trying to paint.
- Are you trying to sculpt?
- No, I'm not trying to sculpt.
Then you must be trying
to write too.
No. I'm only trying to be happy.
Well, everybody's trying something.
I'll bet I'm the only person in the whole
darn place who's only trying to be happy.
You'd better take this from me.
Anything's fair
in the pursuit of happiness.
Oh, I'm not completely idle.
I-- I pose sometimes.
In what my maiden aunt calls
"the altogether" ?
Sometimes.
We all have to make our way
with whatever we were given.
Oh, hasn't that African
got any piety at all?
Uh...
I'm remembering my manners.
Are you... Compton's lady?
No. I'm not particularly
Compton's lady.
I'm not Compton's lady at all.
I'm my own lady.
How would you like it if you and I
would just " piety" right out of here?
I expect I'd like it very much.
[ Ends ]
[ Bell Tolling ]
My father was a soldier.
He had the bad luck
to get himself killed in the Argonne.
So, after the war I came over...
to take him home to rest.
But once I saw France, I decided
that this is as good a place to rest as any...
for him and for myself.
So I stayed on.
- No mother?
- No, not for years.
I see.
Well, uh...
where shall we go
and rest right now?
Would you like to go and rest
in another bar, have another drink?
No, I'm afraid I've gone
and had too many again.
You know, in Paris...
nobody ever thinks of suggesting
just going home... to rest.
May I have a cigarette?
Could you... conceivably
picture yourself as Harry's lady?
Will you be kind to me?
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