"Ready, Pedro?" "It's time." "Okay." "T H E L E T T E R" "It's superb." "They're all beautiful." "For my daughter, I'd prefer something simpler." "Of course." "Let me show you what would suit her best." "May I?" "A unique piece." "I'll leave you to choose." "I'll be right back." "Do you like it?" "Is everything to your satisfaction, Mr. De Clèves?" "Yes." "Who are those ladies?" "They are noblewomen." "Look." "François de Guise has fallen for your daughter." "He certainly has all the signs." "But his parents don't approve." "They don't?" "An old family quarrel." "They prefer a different girl." "Mine doesn't care for him, anyway." "I didn't know." "It serves them right." "Does she love another?" "She used to." "But not him." "She finds him too young." "Her necklace is magnificent." "How can she be so sad with such a gorgeous necklace?" "I bought it for her a few days ago." "I hoped it would help her." "She's going through a difficult period." "That difficult?" "You know today's youth." "So unlike your daughter's upbringing." "The gap can only lead to trouble." "Perhaps." "But I have no regrets." "Children today are reckless." "They live to be silly." "Catherine and I abhor such silliness." "But she is suffering." "I'm aware of that." "But her virtue prevents her from suffering even more." "I understand." "I even agree." "She deserves a steady, happy life of matrimony." "But you can't change the world." "I don't intend to." "But we must defend ourselves." "Defend ourselves?" "How can one person defy all of society?" "It takes fortitude." "Theft and murder were on a par, 5 centuries ago." "Morality is not constant." "Times change, of course... but something always endures." "And there are exceptions, thank goodness!" "Are we exceptions?" "We're rare pearls." "Look." "Another pearl:" "Mr. De Clèves." "A highly esteemed doctor, both... upright and rich." "Ideal for your daughter." "I want you to meet someone." "How are you?" " And you?" " Well, thank you." "Mr. De Clèves, Miss de Chartres." "How do you do?" "Will you join us?" "Mr. De Clèves, Mrs. De Chartres." "Will you stay with us?" "I'd like to, but François de Guise is waiting." "Excuse me." "May I escort you?" "See?" "I knew she'd appeal to him." "She's a true beauty." "Your daughter is delightful." "I hear you brought her up very well." "I won't deny it, Mr. De Clèves." "But I was perhaps unmindful of the times." "What worries you?" "Her happiness." "How is one to bring up a girl nowadays?" "How can such a perfect girl fail to be happy?" "I agree." "Beauty combined with goodness is a rare gift, but cannot replace a proper upbringing." "Which is why her happiness depends on choosing the right husband." "No one will ever love you as I do." "Do you hear me, Catherine?" "I love you as no other can." "Yes, François, I heard." "Let's listen to the pianist now." "The same evening in Paris, as Maria Joao Pires played at the Gulbenkian Cultural Center," "Pedro Abrunhosa gave a concert." "I want you to be my voice." "I want to hear you here beside me." "It's Hard" "Who knows this song?" "I want to hear you." "When the world goes to sleep" "It's easier to give in" "When night falls" "It's hard not to cry" "I don't want to be" "The light that used to shine in me" "I don't want to be the first" "I am the time that's gone" "I don't want to be" "The tears that you see" "I don't want to be the first" "I'm a ship on the waves" "I woke up" "And I felt so lonely" "I'm a ship without a sail" "A body without a sheet" "I rose with the day" "And dressed in black" "A weary motion" "A gaze in the desert" "When the world goes to sleep" "It's easier to give in" "When night falls" "It's hard not to cry" "I don't want to be" "The light that used to shine in me" "I don't want to be the first" "I am the time that's gone" "I don't want to be" "The tears that you see" "I don't want to be the first" "I'm a ship on the waves" "Unmoved by François de Guise's adoration," "Catherine de Chartres married Louis de Clèves." "After a brief honeymoon, less than a month later, they set up house in Paris." "The head of the Gulbenkian Center invited Pedro Abrunhosa" "Wherever you are, I'll be there" "Wherever you go, I'll go if you want me to" "My body is your world" "One kiss, one second" "You're a part of me" "Wherever you look, I'll go running" "If ever I lose you, I'll die" "The day you grow distant" "I'll sail away" "Guitars will play for you like before" "Hold onto me tonight" "I feel the time that slipped away" "Hold onto me tonight" "Tomorrow I'll be gone" "Hold onto me tonight" "I feel the time that slipped away" "Hold onto me tonight" "Tomorrow I'll be gone" "Wonderful." "He's superb." "What a voice!" "He's a rising star." "New York may be next." "He'll go far." "Pedro Abrunhosa!" "Mrs. De Chartres and the De Clèves enjoyed your concert." " Very much." " I'm most flattered." "I'm not flattering you." "I'm being sincere." "Your music may not be my favorite kind, but your singing really touched me." "Sincerely, I was moved." "Sincerely?" "Sincerely." "Congratulations." "Thank you, Mr. De Clèves." "You're very kind." "And you, Madame?" "You probably didn't like it much." "On the contrary, I loved it." "Truly!" "Truly?" "I'd have been sad if you didn't." "Nonsense!" "Everyone was delighted." "Thank you again." "Cheers!" "Mrs. De Chartres fell gravely ill and took to her bed in the country." "This will relieve your pain, if need be." "As for the rest, keep to the same medicine and diet." "I know how sick I am." "I can feel it." "Doctor, be frank." "Tell me how long I have left." "I fear I must tell you... not long." "I knew as much." "Thank you for your honesty." "As your doctor and an old friend," "I must tell you the truth." "I admire your courage and strength of mind." "My worries are of another order now." "Do you need anything?" "I need to talk to you." "First show the doctor out." "Then come back." "Your mother is very brave." "She knows how sick she is." "She needs all your help to ease her suffering." "It's as bad as I feared?" "Unfortunately... yes." "Call me any time." "To what do we owe this visit?" "I came to inquire after your mother's health." "If I can do anything..." "That's very thoughtful of you." "He is concerned about Mother." "How very kind." "Excuse me." "Mother's waiting." "Mrs. De Chartres' health has us very worried." "Let's go next door." "I hear you're highly courted." "Even in New York." "It's one of the few cities I've accepted." "You'll raise the roof." "I'll certainly try." "Mr. Da Silva is on the line." " Excuse me." " Of course." "What's wrong, daughter?" "I didn't mean to, but I fell asleep." "I'm sorry I woke you." "It doesn't matter." "I was just dozing." "You took your time." "Pedro Abrunhosa arrived as the doctor was leaving." "To inquire after you." "The next minute, Louis came home and released me." "Released..." "That's the word." "What do you mean?" "My child... you are my only concern." "You must know what the doctor expects." "Knowing how much you'll need me makes all the more horrible having to leave you." "What are you saying?" "I am in no fit state to ask you to confess or impose my advice upon your sincerity." "I am aware of your attraction to Pedro Abrunhosa." "I chose not to mention it, hoping you'd remain unawares." "I'm afraid my silence was too facile, as now you are at the edge of a cliff." "A terrible struggle awaits you." "Remember what you owe your husband." "Remember what..." "you owe yourself." "Give no one cause to blacken your reputation." "Be strong and brave." "Choose the paths that seem at first the steepest and hardest." "Later, you'll find them easier than the pain" "of a love affair with Perdro Abrunhosa." "He'd quickly forget you." "Only one thing could disturb the peace I hope to find as I leave this world:" "The sight of you falling like other women." "If such misery is to be your lot, then I am happy to die before I witness it." "Farewell, my daughter." "Think about what I've said." "Let's cut short this conversation, which is weakening us both." "Relax." "Leave me, now." "I need to rest a while." "Abrunhosa was taking New York by storm when a friend called to tell him" "Mrs. De Chartres had died." "He made arrangements with his agent and took the first plane to Paris." "I'm terribly sorry." "How sad." "I share your sorrow." "My condolences." "It's so sad." "Such a great loss." "My condolences." "I'm sorry." "Sincerely." "I know." "Thank you." "My deepest sympathy." "Be strong." "You lost a mother, I lost a friend." "Now she lives inside us." "That should soothe our pain." "Take heart, Madame." "I'm sorry." "My condolences." "A few days later," "Pedro Abrunhosa came to pay his condolences to Mr. And Mrs. De Clèves." "Tell that gentleman I'm not in." "Monsieur and Madame, please." "He's out." "She's in her room." "She won't see anyone." "Abrunhosa returned to New York." "Mrs. De Clèves visited a childhood friend, now a nun, in whom she often confided." "What a pleasure!" "As pretty as ever." "You're the pretty one." "I'm a nun." "I don't have to be pretty." "As pretty and as pious." "In your eyes." "You're in mourning?" "Mother died." "Comfort me." "I need comforting." "What else is there?" "Various things..." "What things?" "Let's go inside." "Sit down." "Mother Angelique Arnauld." "I've never been here before." "Mother Angelique brought Jansenism to our convent." "Jansenism..." "Just before she died, my mother recalled the importance of a woman's reputation." "She was absolutely right." "I know." "My torment is elsewhere." "Where?" "You know me well." "You know how I suffered when that other boy left me." "He tried to come back, but..." "You turned him down." "I remember." "He left because you refused some of his demands." "You did the right thing." "I don't know what's right anymore." "The girls I know have a different approach." "They don't think twice." "They let their boyfriends take them, easily." "They talk to me about it." "Uninhibitedly, as if nothing could be more natural." "And the boys..." "Revel in it." "They just want fun." "Is that normal?" "A different girl every day?" "It's not your problem." "Or your fault." "Does it shock you?" "It doesn't surprise me." "They're happy to be superficial." "God made men free." "They seek worldly pleasures." "You know..." "I'm a little lost." "I like my husband." "I'm fond of him." "Deeply fond." "But..." "Love?" "The fact is, I've never really loved anyone." "You don't love your husband?" "I like him very much." "But love him?" "With true love?" "No..." "I don't." "But you married him." "Yes, because he made me feel respect and admiration." "And because he really loves me." "Not like that boy." "He wanted to take liberties that weren't his due." "I suffered greatly." "What he felt for me was desire, not love." "My husband loves me." "My marriage has brought me some security and emotional comfort." "The fact that I can't return his love torments me." "It pains me to think that I was selfish" "when I agreed to marry him." "Marriage is not based on love, and even less on passion." "It is based on consent." "And consent is a subtle form of love." "For the Church, that's marriage." "If this is all that torments you..." "Come, now..." "I see you in deep gloom." "It's hard to tell you, but I need to speak, to unburden myself to someone." "You're the only one I can trust." "Go on." "I'm in love." "What?" "You can't be!" "We can control our feelings, but we can't avoid them." "My mother saw how I felt and warned me." "In what terms?" "My duty to my husband and my reputation." "Reputation?" "Who cares about that nowadays?" "What does the heart care about reputation?" "I'm caught in a trap." "Worst of all, he loves me." "How do you know?" "I saw him steal a picture of me" "and slip it in his pocket." "He'd come to ask after mother." "But I'd felt it in him." "In his eyes." "My God." "What will you do?" "Avoid him." "What else can I do?" "But it's not easy." "It's Pedro Abrunhosa." "Have you heard of him?" "Why would I have?" "He's famous." "He's a singer." "And a womanizer." "He has many mistresses." "You must be strong, dear friend, and forget him." "He's a danger, a bane to your peace of mind." "I know." "He's the cross I bear." "The world has changed hands, from politics to economics." "You mean money rules now?" "Money is idolized, like the golden calf." "You're very pessimistic." "I wish I had no cause to be." "And what, pray, is the cause of your dismay?" "...a landmark in Algiers." "The grenade, thrown by a boy of 18..." "Posturings of that ilk." "Aren't they cause enough?" "It's certainly all appalling..." "But take a wider view." "They'll never kill us all!" "They can't!" "If we refuse to cooperate..." "Real revolutions are different." "They play... a necessary role, just like wars," "in mankind's ongoing struggle against injustice." "Over the past ten years, wars have left over two million children dead and over six million wounded or maimed." "They're in the nature of things." "Today's children may become tomorrow's torturers." "Remember, Louis, every single nation was forged from steel and fire." "What do you think?" "I think so too." "I'm sorry." "The TV distracted me." "Don't you think she's right?" "Probably." "Wars today are often fought by children under 15." "It's like we're back in the Middle Ages." "There's no comparison." "...on Human Rights Plaza, Armistice Day." "Progress has been made." "The 35-hour work week, according to Labor Secretary, Martine Aubry..." "Women have rights which we were once denied." "I agree." "Bill Clinton says America is facing economic disaster..." "The system is at fault." "...but that it can be averted if his country supports him." "I agree." "I'd even say there's no way out of the system." "We're marching over a cliff." "The following news has just come in." "A massive pile-up on the highway near Charles de Gaulle airport." "Among the injured is Portuguese pop singer" "Pedro Abrunhosa." "Sports, now." "Another drug scandal rocks the sports world..." "You screamed?" "I stifled it, too late." "I almost fainted." "What did he say?" "Nothing." "We were with the Da Silvas." "It was awful!" "They remarked on the accident... then they got up and left." "And your husband?" "He didn't say a word." "He went pale." "He said he'd had an exhausting day and went to bed." "I was left alone, in confusion." "I'm sure it was hard for both of you." "But you did nothing wrong." "You overreacted, that's all." "Time will heal it." "The irksome memory will fade." "You're right." "Besides, I have no choice." "It will blow over." "As fate would have it, the hospital in which the singer was treated was next to the convent." "Do exactly as I say." "I'm looking for Mr. Abrunhosa." "He gets out tomorrow." "That's his doctor." "How are you?" "May I help you?" "I was visiting a nun just next door, so I thought I'd ask about Pedro Abrunhosa." "He was in that accident." "He should be out tomorrow." "So I've heard." "I'm glad it wasn't serious." "Thank you for your help." "My pleasure." "Give my regards to your husband." "I will." "Pity me, not Pedro Abrunhosa!" "My respect for you can no longer mask my pain." "Please!" "I'll say it now and never again." "You can be sure of that." "Death or eternal exile are my only salvation." "Now I know that another's love for you may be requited." "I don't know what you mean, or why you're here." "Love has unbridled me." "Is there no faint ray of hope to ease my pain?" "I really don't understand." "My husband is waiting." "My husband's waiting." "It was a pure coincidence." "You never told me you went to see Abrunhosa." "I didn't see him." "I asked at the desk." "I was leaving when your colleague saw me." "I only went there because it's next to the convent." "I didn't mention it because I forgot." "Hearing it secondhand is unpleasant." "I also heard that de Guise was there too." "He followed you out and died, run over." "Strange." "Very strange." "I find your tone strange." "Accidents are unfortunate, but they do happen." "Every day." "All the more reason to tell me!" "I learned of his death much later." "And I went to the hospital because I was nearby." "It's perfectly normal to ask about Abrunhosa." "As for the accident, it seems de Guise wasn't looking." "Your shock at the TV news puzzled me too." "It was instinctive." "Everyone found it exaggerated." "Perhaps, but I have a clear conscience." "Even after de Guise's death?" "Your attitude surprises me." "You seem to trust me less." "In all fairness, I should be blaming you." "Have you forgotten that day you left me alone in the country?" "I didn't blame you." "I could have." "You don't remember?" "Yes, I do." " Mrs. De Tournon..." " Exactly." "Hearing of her death would have saddened me." "I'd have grieved, though I never met her." "It's always sad when a young woman, so pretty, dies in two days." "I wished I could have come home, but her husband was so stricken, I had to stay." "You mustn't let her death upset you so." "I'm surprised." "You had the highest regard for her." "That's true." "But women are incomprehensible." "And when I see them all," "I'm so happy to have you." "My happiness knows no bounds." "Abrunhosa went to a photography show which the Cultural Center had organized in his honor before the accident." "I didn't see you." "I'm glad to see you're well." "I assume the crutch is only..." "I have to go." "My husband's waiting." "See you soon." "I called on you when I got out." "We were away for a while." "I'm sorry if I made you late." "No harm done." "It's late." "I don't want to be the first to cry." "I don't want to be the first to cry the first to cry..." "A few days later." "You keep bringing it up." "You brought up Mrs. De Tournon." "There's more to be said." "I can feel it in my heart." "Even if it pains you, I'm entitled to know, if only to help you." "I've wanted to confess this for ages, but I don't know how." "I've been afraid to." "Even though I want to," "I don't know if I should." "Your silence hurts more than words." "Speak." "Don't leave me doubting." "You're right." "It is my duty, and my desire, to be true to you." "But I'm scared..." "Of hurting me?" "A man's reputation never kept others from loving his wife." "It's an odious fact that must be borne." "Tell me all, I beg you." "I will confess as no wife ever did, but the knowledge of my innocence fortifies me." "I have not weakened yet and would have no fear of doing so, if you let me go far away." "You want to leave me?" "No, dear God." "Understand me." "Forgive me for these feelings that displease you." "I can't help them." "But my actions will never displease you." "I have chosen a dangerous path but I tread it with joy, to be worthy of you." "It's a path... that only the fondest, most admiring wife could follow." "Guide me." "Pity me." "Keep loving me, if you can." "You should take pity on me." "I deserve it." "Forgive me." "My pain is so great that I cannot respond as I should." "You are the best and worthiest woman on earth, and I, the unhappiest man." "I loved you from the moment I saw you." "I see I've failed to earn your love, while another may have succeeded." "Who has won the heart that I could not?" "Please!" "I took comfort from the thought that it was impregnable." "I feel doubly jealous, as husband and lover, although as a husband, I must desist." "I cherish your openness and trust in me." "Your confession won't abate my love." "But your act of consummate loyalty grieves me." "Who is this man you must avoid?" "Please, don't force me." "I'm determined not to name him." "Wisdom advises me against it." "Have no fear." "Tell me, I beg you." "Please don't insist." "I'm strong enough to hold my tongue." "I didn't confess to you out of weakness." "It took more courage to admit to the truth than to try to hide it." "I can't believe you." "You were so troubled as I searched in vain for that photo." "Did you give it away?" "I loved it so much." "No one had more right to it than I." "Can this be?" "You think my confession was a ruse?" "I confessed of my own free will." "I didn't give him that picture." "I saw him take it." "I didn't let him see me, in case he came out with words that no one dared tell me before." "That he loved you?" "How else has he shown it?" "Spare me from mentioning things I'm ashamed to have noticed and which only confirmed my weakness." "You're right." "I'm being unfair." "Don't answer my questions." "But don't begrudge my asking them..." "Sorry to intrude, but I have no choice." "The train is leaving." "It's my last chance." "I can see you're good people." "You'll listen to a poor guy like me." "I came here hoping to find ajob." "Madame, my life is pure agony." "I'm starving and penniless." "I want to go home." "There's no hope for me here." "There's no work and nowhere to sleep." "I want to go home but I can't afford the ticket." "I'll have food there, and a place to sleep." "Someone will give me ajob." "Please..." "I'm just 100 francs short." "With 100 francs, I can catch the train." "Pity me." "I'm at rock bottom." "I'm dead-tired." "I have no one to turn to." "God bless you!" "Poor boy." "So young and so wretched." "Life is so unfair." "True." "Unfair and cruel." "But he chose to get into drugs." "No, he's a victim." "Poor boy." "Yes, a victim." "Abrunhosa's commitments allowed him to stay abroad for some time." "On hearing he was back in Paris," "Mrs. De Clèves went to London, but returned at her husband's request." "She again confided in her friend." "No, on the contrary." "You were right to tell him the truth." "He truly loves you." "The greatest proof of his love is the understanding he shows." "It's so rare now." "He does love me, but I don't deserve it." "He's become so dejected, so utterly listless." "He's never violent or aggressive..." "I wish he were!" "I'd feel better." "He's racked with jealousy." "I feel it so strongly that..." "I feel guilty for what has befallen us." "If fate willed it thus, you mustn't feel guilty." "You've sacrificed as much as he." "You've been loyal." "You've stayed true." "In today's world, such behavior is highly exceptional." "Others would cheat on their husbands or leave them for their lovers." "Your husband is also an exception." "Especially his self-denial." "He bears it stoically, but his pain is none the less." "I'm his companion in suffering." "My affection and tenderness for him are heartfelt, but I know they're inadequate, even futile." "It hurts me so to see him waste away, depressed and sick." "I feel so helpless." "He's suffering," "I'm suffering, the man I love is suffering too." "These three pains are locked in my heart." "Behind your suffering is another love, a much greater love, that always stays with you and is always among us." "That's true for you." "It is your calling." "My fate is to follow another path..." "To renounce love..." "To suffer." "The De Clèves moved to the country house which her mother had left her." "They hoped his health would recover." "But neither the country air nor his wife's munificent care improved his condition." "I should have kept my secret." "Though innocent, it injured you." "Could you have left me blind, happily deluded like most husbands?" "No, my love." "You've made me glad to die." "And once you're free," "Abrunhosa's joy will have cost you no crime." "Crime?" "That's unfair." "I've done nothing behind your back." "I can govern my actions but not my heart." "Each new proof of your great value comforts me." "Now that I'm dying, tell me you'll cherish my memory." "No one in my life, not even my mother, has meant more to me than you." "The doctor found him moribund." "He died a few days later." "Mrs. De Clèves felt such agony, she almost lost her mind." "When Mrs. Da Silva called, she asked her to escort her to her friend's convent." "I'll leave you together." "I have some errands to do." "Comfort her." "Above all, assuage her sense of guilt." "Only you can do that." "Be brave." "You must accept this death." "I feel so guilty." "You lived up to his love in every way." "You were always extremely affectionate and faithful to him." "We cannot force our hearts to love." "You did your utmost." "Your fondness for your husband could not have been greater." "Now you're left with the pain of losing a loving husband." "Very loving." "Because he loved you so, your pain is all the greater." "He died craving a love I couldn't give." "Gnawed by jealousy." "Don't think that." "You must yield." "Accept God's higher purposes." "Yes." "Abrunhosa moved across the street from Mrs. De Clèves in the hope of meeting her." "She retired to the country for a while." "Once she had overcome her pain, she returned, grieving, to Paris." "Instinct drove her back to the scene of her confession." "I fled but he saw me." "I ran home and hid behind the window." "But why flee?" "I'm afraid." "Of what?" "He'll see me." "Talk to me." "I must escape, but where to?" "He lives across the street!" "He hounds me, whether he's there or not." "Worse still, he's always in my mind." "Forgive me for saying so, but you're acting like a child." "I cannot fathom you." "Why?" "You're complicating something quite simple." "Simple?" "You love him." "Don't you?" "This feeling between you is a tremendous passion." "Why don't you marry him?" "You're both free." "You know why I can't." "Your husband's memory?" "Why make such a sacrifice?" "He wouldn't have wished it." "Your happiness is at stake and that of the man who loves you." "Your scruples are groundless." "You're a young woman, making a pointless sacrifice." "You're free now." "Think of your life." "Your happiness." "Why must you be so stubborn?" "Can't you say?" "I have other reasons." "I can't see any." "I bared myself twice before... and lost." "I can't risk it again." "Not now." "Why not?" "I'm afraid." "Of a pain that could be even greater." "Perhaps even fatal." "Fatal?" "I suspect that for an adulated singer the thrill of love would wear off after marriage." "Nothing could be harsher for me than if he were to break the spell of impossible love." "The blow would kill me." "Especially after Louis's death." "It was a warning to me." "Is that the only reason?" "It might not happen like that." "My heart says it will." "So what will you do?" "Listen..." "I'll come here often and unburden my sorrows." "Whenever you like." "My happiest memories are of childhood." "They will give me the strength to live alone." "So love, for you, is no more than a magic spell." "A spell... that has come to cruel life." "That could change." "Dearest..." "Your life is empty." "You flee this man's love." "It's nonsensical." "You may as well take the veil." "It would be good if I could." "But I haven't the calling." "You're right." "To become a nun, the calling is imperative." "Don't worry about my future." "I'll live partly in the country and partly in Paris." "In the country when he's away," "and in Paris when he's not there." "You know English and German." "You're educated." "You can find a vocation." "Yes." "Before I was married," "I helped at the Foundation with Mrs. Da Silva." "But in my present state," "I couldn't concentrate on any task." "I'll live on my own." "I can afford to." "Later, we'll see." "On his return, Abrunhosa asked after Mrs. De Clèves, but she had disappeared." "No more was known about her." "He went to Mrs. Da Silva." "I've looked everywhere." "She wasn't at her country house." "They couldn't tell me anything." "As for her place in Paris..." "I've heard it's for sale." "So I've come to you, hoping you know where she is." "I know as little as anyone." "This is all news to me." "If she'd left France, she'd have told me." "At least to say... good-bye." "I don't know who could tell us more." "Perhaps her friend, the nun." "Her childhood friend." "She might know something." "If you could speak to her," "I'd be so grateful." "Of course." "I am also worried." "This is all very strange." "I haven't seen her either." "She sometimes writes, but not lately." "The last time was ages ago." "What can have happened?" "I was close to her mother." "I know, you were very close friends." "Mrs. De Clèves has often mentioned you." "I rarely met Mrs. De Chartres but she always spoke very fondly of you." "I'm very worried." "It's why I'm here." "As I'm sure you know, a fairly well-known singer, Pedro Abrunhosa, is deeply enamored of Mrs. De Clèves." "She rejects him." "I think the memory of Mr. De Clèves plays a part." "I'm not sure how far it explains her absence." "Have you searched the hospitals?" "She may have had an accident." "Pedro Abrunhosa has spared no effort." "He's checked everywhere possible." "In vain." "We're at our wits' end." "How strange." "She is in the dark, too." "I could tell she was worried." "How can this be?" "Could she be running away from me?" "I wish it were that." "You fear something worse?" "I don't know." "But something's amiss." "What?" "Well, one can only theorize." "I honestly don't understand." "She's free." "Now that she's free, why would she run?" "She's very strange." "She's always been different." "There must be hidden reasons." "Hidden reasons?" "What reasons?" "In her case, anything's conceivable." "The truth is, we can't see into her heart." "Very mysterious..." "Some time later, the nun received a letter from Africa." "I am writing only to you." "Please don't tell anyone where I am or about this letter." "I want nobody to know, least of all, you know who." "It happened very fast." "I met them just before they boarded ship." "We didn't speak much, but enough to fill me with the urge to go with them." "I saw a door opening in my tormented life." "I ran to pack my bags." "No time to say good-bye to you." "During the voyage," "I pondered what they had told me about the other missions where they'd worked." "I'm surprised by how young these nuns are." "We are somewhere in Africa, deep in the wilds," "with hundreds of refugees, camped here by a small waterhole that barely slakes their thirst." "They are mostly children." "It is they who suffer the worst from the civil wars that fester here." "The nuns came to spread the gospel but they say," "How can we preach to these small children who are starving and sick?" "Our first duty is to bring them" ""food and medicine."" "Day after day, we live in profound despair." "We lack everything." "The nuns have appealed for aid everywhere because of epidemics." "We're far away." "Everything's very slow." "I help them with their labors." "It is terribly hard, but these suffering people leave us no choice." "We're not brave enough to desert them." "The mothers are in agony." "They have no milk to feed their babies." "The bare-boned children gaze at us with prayers in their eyes." "The old, famished and listless, await their death." "My God!" "One has to wonder how can such things can happen." "Does the blind greed of the men who invent these wars close their eyes to everything but their own lust for power?" "How can they ignore the innocent victims they leave behind?" "I'm enclosing some photos to give you a glimpse of what's here, just a glimpse, because the grim reality of our everyday lives" "escapes photography." "Look how withered the nuns' faces are!" "Ignored by the world, they devote themselves heart and soul," "unstintingly, defying the diseases that decimate these people." "All that, and yet see how they go on smiling!" "It's one thing to read, there in Paris, about these poor people's dire distress." "It's another to share it, here, as these nuns piously do." "Self-effacingly, they are trapped in this woeful tragedy" "where people die each day." "I am hounded," "I'm not sure why or how, by a vague sense of guilt." "Yes, guilt." "Guilt and fear." "I am selling my place in Paris." "In the future I'll live in the country." "How I miss living there with my mother!" "After what I've seen here," "I'll never be the same." "Whatever it was that steeled me to come and stay here this long, my conscience's demands have worn me out." "My eyes are sated with suffering." "My one wish... is to escape." "What stops me is the sight of these nuns giving of themselves, unflaggingly, with the same strength every day." "It makes me wonder where such strength comes from." "I want to sing you a song." "I know it will mean a lot to many of you." "Unfortunately... because it's about love but also about death." "And we have to deal with all that." "Help me to exorcise this song inside me." "Do I have any more time to be with you or have you fallen already to an enemy's bullets?" "Have I managed to give you all you wanted or have I slowly died in the slowly dying days?" "Have I done all I could or have I been a coward who shied away from pain?" "Is the faraway sky still blue or is it black with ashes mixing up north and south?" "Is your skin still soft or are my hands trembling without ardor or magic?" "Can I still be your servant or does the night uncover what hides behind pleasure?" "Is this fire my fever, this cruel cry that turns the hare into a wolf?" "Does tomorrow still exist for you or, by gazing in your eyes, have I kissed you to die?" "In the world outside do cars still pass by or are the stars falling and is every fate welcome?" "Is the city still as it was or are the ghosts singing and the giants dancing?" "Does the sun still set behind the sea or is the light that restrains me the shadow of moonlight?" "Are the houses singing and the stones underfoot or has the mountain fallen silent and lulled the volcano?" "Do you know today is Sunday or have the days stopped passing and have the angels fallen?" "Can you still hear me or do you ask for time when you try to smile?" "Do you know you're in my voice, your world is mine and was made for the two of us?" "Do you remember the color in our eyes when we're together and the night has no wish to end?" "Can you feel this hand that grasps you and keeps you here as strongly as the sea against the helm?" "Will you still know how to listen when I tell you that I love you as much as on any other day?" "I know you will always exist for me" "There's no night without day, no day without end" "I know that you want me, you love me too, you desire me now more than anyone, ever" "So don't go away, don't leave me alone" "I will kiss your footsteps and weep on your path" "Do you..." "Subtitles:" "Andrew Litvack  Nigel Palmer" "Processed by:" "C.M.C." " Paris"