The Unbearable Lightness of Being Page #3

of the Stalinist period became known...

they cried, "We didn't know!

We weren't aware of what was going on.

"Our conscience is clear."

But the difference is....

The important difference is...

they stayed in power.

And they should have

plucked their eyes out.

All I'm saying is that morality has changed

since Oedipus.

Come on!

-Why don't you write it down?

-I'm not a writer.

It will be published, I'm sure.

All of our political situations are in it.

I don't really care about politics.

What do you care about?

-Is something bothering you?

-No, why?

-What's wrong?

-Nothing. No....

When I watched you

dancing with another man...

I thought to myself,

"He could be her lover."

You are jealous.

-No, I'm not jealous.

-You are.

-You're jealous.

-I'm not jealous, Tereza.

-He's jealous.

-No, he isn't. Who's he?

-He's jealous.

-I'm not jealous.

-He's jealous.

-Whatever you say, Tereza.

-You're jealous.

-I'm not.

-You are!

-I'm not.

-You are!

-Let go!

I won't let go! You're jealous! You are!

-I'm not!

-You are!

No!

-Will you marry me?

-What? No!

-No!

-Yes!

-No.

-Yes.

-No.

-Yes.

Yes?

-Would you be my witness?

-Of course!

I'll have to buy Mephisto a black tie.

Did you hear, Mephisto? A black tie.

My dear fiancs, I am welcoming you...

from the deep bottom of my heart...

on this very special day...

when you freely decided to be legally...

man and wife.

I suppose that both of you know

your duties...

in supporting each other...

and I am sure both of you know

your own medical records.

I have to tell you this:

Don't think life is a walk

on a sunny meadow.

Life isn't a walk on a sunny meadow...

and life isn't a walk on a rose garden.

Our socialist country...

has done much for you.

Now it's up to you.

-I make you laugh?

-No.

You are laughing at me?

I'm sorry.

I refuse to go on.

In this country is nothing sacred anymore?

If you can't be serious,

you don't deserve to be married!

Let's take one, Tomas.

It will make us happy.

Choose one.

This one.

My nephew from the country is here!

Let's call him Tolstoy.

When I met you for the first time,

you were reading Tolstoy.

It can't be Tolstoy. It's a girl.

It's a girl! How about Anna Karenina?

It doesn't look at all like Anna Karenina.

Look, it's a man's face.

It looks more like Anna's husband.

Let's call her Karenin.

-Karenin.

-Come on, Karenin. Let's go home.

I like it very much.

King Oedipus.

It's a very good idea.

And with those changes,

we can publish it next week.

Eva, will you type this please?

Now we can publish a piece like this.

It's fantastic.

Think about it.

Complete rehabilitation

of the people who were prosecuted.

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