The Sun Also Rises Page #4

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and go away with him.

It's the only thing to do.

Have you heard from him?

Almost every day. He's in Scotland.

Well, he's a nice guy.

What about you, Jake?

Are you all right?

Yes. I could be worse off.

I could be dead.

Don't we pay for the things

we do though?

When I think of all the hell

I put other people through.

I'm paying for it all now.

Don't be silly.

Would you mind

if I ask you to do something?

Of course not.

Will you kiss me just once more

before we get there?

- Merci, monsieur.

Let's go inside.

Let's take this one.

Bonsoir, monsieur, madame.

- Feel better?

- A little.

Who's Robert Cohn, Jake?

A writer. Why?

Just interested in your friends.

- He's my tennis friend.

- He doesn't look the athletic type.

Well, that shows how wrong you can be.

He was middleweight

boxing champion at Princeton.

Really? Well, he certainly

doesn't look very pugnacious.

He learned to box in order

to survive in the Ivy League.

I don't think he's ever hit anyone

in his life outside a gym.

You did say Pernod,

didnt you, Lady Brett?

I certainly did.

It's very nice of you to remember.

- It wasn't very long ago.

- Sit down, Robert.

- Why did you leave the dancing?

- The same reason you did.

It was too hot.

Everybody's coming over here.

- Who's everybody?

- Well, the count, Zizi, the Braddocks.

That girl you brought

got into a terrible row after you left.

She has a wonderful command

of the idiom.

- What happened then?

- I don't know. I came here.

- Here they are.

Ah! Zizi.

- Well, I'm going home.

- Oh, no. Don't go. It's early.

It's not that early.

Lady Brett, I wondered

what had happened to you.

My dear sir,

you have spirited the lady away...

but I cannot say I blame you.

- Well, I didn't spirit her far enough, it seems.

- Absolutely right.

Lady Brett,

I know you love dancing.

Therefore,

I brought with me the musicians.

Ah, Zizi.

Will I see you tomorrow?

- Sure.

- Call me around 5:00.

All right.

Well, my dear sir, you sure you wouldn't

stay with us and have a glass of wine?

Thank you,

but I have to work in the morning.

- Good night, Robert. Good night, Brett.

- I'm sorry. Very sorry.

You leaving again?

- Yes. I'm a working man.

- I am a working girl.

- Well, I guess we keep different hours.

- Probablement. Bonsoir.

- Bonsoir. Good night, Peter.

- Good night, Jake.

- Good night.

- Good night.

What's the matter, Jake?

Oh, nothing.

The whole show makes me sick,

that's all.

- Yes, I know.

Come on, Lady!

Say, what do you know

about Lady Brett Ashley, Jake?

Well, her name's Ashley.

Brett's her own name.

She's an American.

Married an Englishman during the war.

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