"This is the story of the lives of two men... who fought each other in one of the most fascinating trials... in modern history." "The trial took place in QB VII..." "Queen's Bench courtroom number seven... of the Royal Courts of Justice... in London." "There, Sir Adam Kelno, a refugee European doctor... and concentration camp survivor... brought suit for libel against Abraham Cady..." "World War II ace... and world-famous American novelist." "For nearly 30 years, they lived their lives unaware of each other... until they came into explosive contact in our time... in these medieval court buildings." "In the lives of these two men, in their conflicts... in this tragedy, is the heart of the story of a generation that... in the unforgettable phrase of those times... had a rendezvous with destiny." "Where are we going?" " QB VII." " What?" "It's the courtroom." "Queen's Bench Seven." "Is it true that Polish witnesses who are in prison with you... at Jadwiga Concentration Camp will testify against the statements... made about you by Abraham Cady in his novel?" "I am deeply sorry that I am the cause... of them having to relive the horror of that time." "If Abraham Cady would make some sort of financial offer outside of court... would you stop pursuing your case against him?" "Mr. Cady's descriptions of my medical practices in the German prisons... are totally false and libelous." "I hope to secure a public apology here in an open court." "Abe, be careful." "Of what?" "Mr. Cady, do you intend to apologize to Sir Adam for your attack?" "None." "This is one Jew you're not going to castrate, Kelno." "You have no dignity, Mr. Cady." "As the Russians drove Adolf Hitler's armies out of Poland... toward ultimate destruction in Berlin... they liberated from concentration camps those pitiful scarecrows... of human beings who had not yet been murdered by the Nazis." "One of these was Dr. Adam Kelno." "Who are you?" "Kelno." "Dr. Adam Kelno." "I am Polish." " Nurse?" " Yes?" "Excuse me." "Where are all these people coming from?" "Concentration camps." "I am a doctor." "I hear you're short of doctors." "You're not well enough." "You need to rest." "I need to work." "I'm a doctor." "It's my life." " Pressure's going down." " More oxygen!" " It's not holding here." " Keep going." "More adrenaline." "Stethoscope." "Clearer." "Come on, now." "Don't do this to yourself." "Go away." "This is no good." "You are not going to wipe out the Jadwiga this way." "You want me to face it." "You want me to remember it." "Get over it?" " I know it isn't" " Do you know what it is like... to patch up... to repair sick, broken people... knowing that the Germans are going to butcher them... because they are not well enough to work." "To fight the Russians when they occupy... and the Germans when they occupy... and to fight the Polish Communists" "Why do they occupy at all?" "No, I don't know what it's like." "But I know it happened... and I know that you must forget now if you want to survive." "I want you to get better." "What's the use?" "What difference does it make?" "I care for you." "What is there to care for?" "You went to school in England." "The war is nearly over now." "You could go back." "You could open up a practice." "They'll be needing doctors, you know." "You really do care for me, don't you?" "Yes, I do." "You do understand that I cannot give you" "I can't give you what you want to give me." "That's all right." "I have not been with a woman for five years." "I would not know now... how." "It's all right." "Nothing bad will ever happen to you again." "You won't have to take a step." "We'll lift you into it." "You won't have to take a step." "We'll lift you into it." " I'll fall down." " What makes you think that?" "Because the bone isn't attached." "Don't be silly." "Come along." "You'll be quite all right." "Nurse, get his plates, please." "Good morning, Mr. Evans." "Good morning, Doctor." "Tell me, who did your operation?" "You did." "I did." "Thank you." "Well, now." "If your leg wasn't attached, I'd know about it, wouldn't I?" "Perhaps you wouldn't tell me." "Look, now." "Let's see." "Thank you." "This is an X-ray photograph of your leg." "Name on top." "That is your leg." "What do you see there?" "You mean that white line?" "Yes." "It is a bolt." "It is a pin." "I put it there." "It holds your leg in its socket." "Then I sewed the muscles back around it." "Right?" "Now it is part of you." "It works just like the other leg." "Yes, it does." "What we are going to do is stand you up... put you on your feet." "You'll hold on to this bar." "Yes, and then you'll take a step." " Come on." " I can't." "Of course you can." "Don't be a baby." "I've got it." "That's fine." "She's got you." "That's right." "Now you're all right." "Hold on." " Are you standing on your leg?" " Yes." " Is it falling off?" " Not yet." "Good." "Now take a step forward, please." "Come on." "I'm waiting." "All right?" "Thank you." " Hi, darling." " Hello." "Who are you?" "I'm Inspector Henderson." " What do you want?" " I have a warrant for your arrest." "It's my duty to caution you that you're not obliged to say anything... that anything you say will be taken down in writing and given as evidence." "My arrest?" "What for?" "You are to be detained in custody pending a hearing... for extradition by the Polish government." "What's wrong?" "The Polish government alleged that you are a war criminal... for committing atrocities at Jadwiga Concentration Camp." "That's insane!" "I must ask you to come with us." " I don't" " It's okay." "Don't worry." "You must by my lawyer, Mr. Tuckerman." "In England, solicitor is the phrase, Dr. Kelno." "May I introduce your barrister, Mr. Highsmith." "I prepare the case, and your barrister does the presenting of it in the court." "I must say I'm overwhelmed at your representing me." " Thank you." " I also must tell you... that I'm somewhat apprehensive of your fee." "Do you know what it'll be?" "Members of the anti-Communist Polish community in London are paying." " I don't know anyone from there." " They know you now if not before." "You must realize that you'd be free on bail... if it weren't for the international implications." "You've heard the charges against you?" "I couldn't believe that they were talking about me." "I think you should know the facts." "This, Dr. Kelno, is from a document... prepared by the Polish government and sent by the home office." "The relevant part is... that the said Dr. Adam Kelno... as a prisoner doctor in Jadwiga Concentration Camp... removed healthy ovaries and amputated healthy testicles... of Jewish prisoners in collaboration with German sterilization experiments." "That is monstrous." "Did you have contact with a Dr. Tesslar at Jadwiga?" "No." "He was a Communist." "They'll be looking for him as a key witness against you." "Yes, and I imagine he'll say anything they tell him to." "Fortunately, they haven't been able to find him, so you may not need to worry." "I won't worry in any case." "This whole thing is so incredible." "I can't even begin to cope with it." "I'm afraid you have to." "You must realize the Polish government... is prepared to make a major effort to extradite you." " Polish government?" " The Communists." "They are the Polish government today, after all." "You do understand, Mr. Highsmith, the Communists will tell any lie... any lie at all... to discredit anti-Communist Polish patriots... to make people believe we cooperated with the Germans during the war." "For that reason, we can hope, unless there are surprises... we haven't anticipated that a British court would not hand you over to them." "There will be no surprises, believe me." "Nevertheless, we must be prepared." "Above all, during the proceedings... don't get carried away by your political animosities." "Please, sir." "Please." "You cannot expect me to react to this incredible conspiracy... in the spirit of Christian charity." "No, but I suggest that there's a posture in court." "I will try to have your case settled as quickly as possible." " All right." " Good-bye." "Try to be patient, Dr. Kelno." "I can do that." "After five years in the hell of Jadwiga..." "I can do anything." "Igor Zaminski, comrade." "Intelligence section of the foreign office." "Thank you." "What can I do for you?" "How well did you know Dr. Adam Kelno... when you were in prison with him at Jadwiga?" "I stayed away from him." "He was an anti-Communist." "The word is "traitor," comrade." "We are the state now." "Anti-Communism is treason." "Of course." "The Party wants to establish that traitors like Kelno... collaborated with the Germans." "This department has been ordered to bring them back to Poland... to stand trial as war criminals." "Kelno is my assignment." "And you want me to testify against Kelno?" "No." "The British courts would scarcely let us extradite Kelno... on the word of a loyal Communist like yourself." "Thank you." "How well did you know Dr. Mark Tesslar at Jadwiga?" "We three operated together... but I knew Tesslar as little as I knew Kelno." "I understand he also escaped from Poland to the West." "Escaped?" "You see, without Tesslar, the British courts will insist on... hearing testimony from Jews that Kelno sterilized and castrated." "We are hoping you can lead us to them." "I don't see how." "The Germans were using Jews as guinea pigs... to find a practical way of mass sterilization... of what they call the degenerate races." "They'd hardly keep records of that." "I seem to remember... in the transcript that preceded your admission to the Party... you referred several times to a medical log... kept by an orderly." "Indeed, you specifically insisted that it would prove... that you had never taken part in these experimental operations... or collaborated with the Germans." "It seems to me there was... an orderly that kept the log." "Sobotnik." "I remember, too, that he was half Jewish, which was odd." "Normally they only kept the Jewish doctors and nurses alive." "If he was half Jewish, he'd have a great reason for keeping track... of what Kelno was doing to his people." "Do you know what happened to him?" "Have you ever been to England?" "Once, before the war." "Why?" "I have to go there for the trial." "Can you recommend a good London boot maker?" "I'm afraid not." "I could not afford... bench-made boots." "Thank you." "I'd like you to do me a favor." "Yes, Doctor." "There is an engineer named..." "Egon Sobotnik." "I would like you to take this note to him for me." " Comrade Sobotnik?" " Yes?" "My name is Zaminski." "I'd like to have a word with you." " What about?" " About Jadwiga." "I was questioned when I joined the Party, Comrade." "They know all about Jadwiga." "Yes, I read your file." "Pity you couldn't turn over your surgical log... to the Russians when they liberated the camp." "The Germans burned it." "You served under Doctors Lotaki, Kelno and Tesslar, correct?" "In your file you are quoted as saying that all three were kind men... and did what they could for the other prisoners." "Yes, but at the time I was questioned..." "I didn't know that Dr. Kelno had defected to the West." "And what do you have to say about him now?" "He's guilty." "Of what?" "Of... whatever you're charging him with." "You know, Sobotnik, you're a little disgusting." "Where is Dr. Tesslar?" " How should I know?" " A Jew." "You have Zionist contacts." " I am half Jew." " Then you have half as many contacts." "Why should I have any?" "Because Jews always have to hedge their bets." "You never know when a country will turn against you, do you?" "I have the utmost confidence in the Polish People's Republic." "We are flattered." "Now, we need to know the names of Jews experimented on by Kelno." "Yes... but I told you all the records were burned." "Your memory wasn't." "A man named..." "Eli Janos." "He was castrated by him." "Who else?" "That's all I can think of." "I swear." "Where is he?" "And don't say you don't know." "He's on the island of Cyprus... waiting to get into Palestine." "You are sure?" "My sister is there." "She wrote me a week ago." "Write down both their names." "Is that all?" "For the moment." "Comrade Sobotnik, you're a survivor." "Comrade Zaminski, I'm a Jew." "Speaking for His Majesty's government... as I have been empowered to do in this case..." "I must say that while we are bound to adhere to our extradition treaty... with the Polish People's Republic... we are aware that safe refuge given to political exiles... is part of British tradition." "We must make morally certain there is substance to the charges... brought against Dr. Kelno by Ambassador Kranz's government... before we violate that tradition." "Mr. Bannister." "I should like Dr. Ronald Fletcher called." "Call Dr. Fletcher, please." "Dr. Fletcher, have you examined a man named Eli Janos?" " I have, sir." " And what did you find?" "The poor devil's a eunuch." "I object." "I don't think that sort of editorial comment is warranted." "He is a poor devil, isn't he?" "I should like the magistrate to inform my opponent" "I will inform both of you... that I have chosen to conduct these painful proceedings informally." "Contentiousness among counsel, however stimulating to the press... will be restrained by the court." "What did you find clinically, Doctor?" "The testicles had been excised from the scrotal canal." "Bring in Mr. Eli Janos." "Escort Dr. Kelno from the court, please." "Mr. Eli Janos." "Mr. Janos, we understand the special circumstances of your being here... and wish to spare you as much of this ordeal as possible." "Will you tell us what preceded your surgery at Jadwiga Concentration Camp?" "I was working in one of the concentration camp factories... making German uniforms." "I had two months left when I was taken to the medical barracks." "Two months left for what?" "Two months left to live." "The Germans had it calculated that, taking into account... the number of people available... it was worth feeding you on a minimal basis for seven months... to get the most work out of you." "After that you were usually too weak to work... and they murdered you in the gas chamber." "What percentage of these prisoners were Jews?" "7 5%." "What happened when you were taken to the medical barracks?" "Two orderlies held me down... while this doctor put a needle in my spine." "Were you given a local anesthetic first?" " No." " Was it painful?" "It was painful." " Do you know the doctor's name?" " Kelno." "Had you ever seen the doctor before?" " No." " Then how did you know it was Kelno?" "He hated Jews and collaborated with the Germans." "Mr. Highsmith is asking for more positive identification." "Then you do not know it was Dr. Kelno." "While the orderlies were holding me down, he hit me across the mouth... and said, "Stop fighting, Jew."" "The only doctor there who could do it was Kelno, and everybody knew it." "I object." "This is not evidence." "I admit that, but this is not a trial in the ordinary sense." "It is an extradition hearing." "There is no jury, gentlemen." "Please continue." "Do you know why they were doing this?" "I found out later they were trying to find a way... of sterilizing conquered people as fast and cheaply as possible." "They were experimenting with X rays... and chemicals and castration." "With me, they were trying to find out... how fast the operation could be done." "One of the orderlies timed it with a stopwatch." "Now, you are absolutely certain... you can identify the man who operated on you." "I was conscious all the time." "He showed me the testicles after he removed them... and said, " Have a last look, Jew."" "Are there any further questions?" "No, sir." "I am at this point taking an unusual liberty... with the approval of counsel." "Will the bailiff please bring the men in?" "You understand what an identification parade is, Mr. Janos?" "It has been explained." "One of these men is Dr. Kelno." "You are to identify him." "Mr. Janos, can you identify Dr. Kelno?" "I do not recognize any of them." " I can only conclude" " I'd like Dr. Kelno to stand alone." " That won't be necessary." " This has been a nightmare... for a kind and honorable man who has already suffered... agonies beyond our imagination at the hands of the Germans." "Now, we, the English, supposedly his friends... have impugned his reputation and cruelly imprisoned him." "Once and for all, there must be no doubt." "Justice must be done to this blameless man." "Dismiss the others." "This is not the man who castrated me." "I can only conclude that the Polish government has failed... to establish a case for the extradition of Dr. Adam Kelno... to the satisfaction of this court." "I therefore dismiss the case pending against Dr. Kelno... and release him from custody." "Court is adjourned." "Thank you." "How could you people make this kind of mistake?" "I believe that we were deliberately misled by two Party members." " Who are they?" " Dr. Lotaki and his orderly, Sobotnik." "They must have known that Janos couldn't identify Kelno." " How would they know that?" " Because they collaborated." "Because it was Dr. Lotaki who conducted this experiment." "And because they want all evidence of the operations... discredited and expunged." "What will you do about them now?" " What will I do?" " Your superiors." "Nothing, comrade." "The Party realistically is only concerned... with the wartime activities of anti-Communists like Kelno." " Where is a good boot maker?" " I beg your pardon?" " For men's boots." " Maxwell's on Dover Street." "Thank you." "Are you satisfied now?" "Presently." "What does that mean?" " I have a sense of unfinished business." " Have all you want." "The matter is closed." "I wasn't tired." "But you haven't had trouble sleeping since the war." "What are these for?" "They're boat schedules." "You're not planning on a vacation, are you?" "How do you know I'm not?" "Because I know you too well." "I haven't made my plans yet." "Adam, I am having your baby." " I think you ought to tell me." " We're going away." "We're going away." "But why?" "Your career is here." "Why would you want to go away?" "You were in court with me." "You don't have to ask that question." "But the court ruled in your favor." "The Communists have lost one round." "They never give up." "You understand?" "Sooner or later they'll find me and try me" "They wouldn't hound an innocent man." "Not here." "Angela, what do you think Polish people like myself were doing... all those years when the Nazis had us in concentration camps... like Auschwitz and Jadwiga?" "What do you think we were doing?" "We were fighting the Communists." "To the death." "For Poland." "And we lost." "We lost." "And your county, for instance, France, and this country, England... recognized them." "So now, we are Polish exiles." "But you are safe here." "I tell you, they will never give up." "We are going where it is safe-- far away." "I just joined the British Colonial Service as a medical officer." " To serve where, Adam?" " Kuwait." "Where on God's earth is Kuwait?" "I'll show you." "It's here." "In the Middle East." "In the Persian Gulf." "It is a sheikdom." "A British protectorate." "They're drilling for oil." "Here." "Kuwait." "My God." "All this wasteland." "My God." "All this wasteland." "What on earth are we going to do when-- if we get there?" "I'm going to look after the workers who run the pumping station... and you're going to look after Stephan." "Do you speak English?" "Tell me, how far is it to the pumping station?" "Yes, mister." "He doesn't understand English." "It's probably three hours away." "There." "Stop." "That must be my clinic." "Please." " I'm Dr. Kelno." " I'm Maina, Doctor." "Who was the last doctor here?" "Just me." "I'll get my family settled in first, and then I'll come back." "My God." "After years of dedicated drudgery..." "Kelno brought the medical standards... of his tiny clinic in Kuwait... into the 20th century." "Why are you going?" "Look, Angela, I am a doctor." "So I need new kinds of patients." "He understands." "I mean... nomadic Arab tribes." "The Bedouin." "Desert instead of the city." "That's why I came here, anyway." " Can't I come with you?" " Sure you can." "You want to be a doctor." "Adam, you're not serious about taking him with you." " It's a marvelous experience for him." " Absolutely not." "It's bad enough you're going." "I'm bored." "I'm bored with clean, orderly clinics." " That's what you wanted." " Common diseases." " That's the job you took." " There are people out there... with dietary deficiencies we've never even heard of... with hereditary diseases that can be challenged." "There are people who have never seen a doctor in their lives." "You know this is what I've been waiting for." "You told me that you wanted a chance... at a quiet, normal, orderly life." "You finally got it." "I don't understand why you want to leave it." "I should have thought that you, of all people, would have had... enough trouble and challenge for a lifetime." "You said, when we came out here 3,000 miles... that you wanted to be anonymous." "You wanted to get away from the Communists who were out to kill you." "What has that got to do with it?" "They bloody well know where to find you if you become the desert's Schweitzer." "Listen, I'll win the Nobel Prize for it." "Make you very important at school." "You'll never have to work again." "You really are an impossible man." "She says I'm impossible." "Is that right?" "I must go." "Look after everything, won't you?" "Bye." "Listen, I'll be three, four, maybe five days." "That's all." " Good-bye, now." " I'm not going?" "No, you're not." "Look after your mother." "We'll go out in maybe ten days." " All right?" " Another time." " Take care of everything." " Be careful." "I'm Dr. Kelno." "I have a letter from the office of the Emir." "Sheik Hassan Al Lada." "Sheik Hassan?" "My name is Dr. Kelno." "Here is a letter from the Emir." "This is my son, Jabir." "You may go, Jabir." "Return, tell me when she begins the pains." "I share my father's good fortune in meeting you at last, Doctor." "Thank you." "Your wife is having a baby, Sheik Hassan?" "Two of my wives, the second and the third." "It never stops." "Do you have midwives here?" "Women to help?" "Of course." "Is it ever unsuccessful?" "Many die in childbirth." "It is probably why Allah ordered us to have many." "What happens to the newborn babies?" "They die too." "But our family has stayed at the same numbers... for six generations-- we see to that." "You know, your son-- What was his name?" "He seems very well spoken." "How old is he?" "Twenty-four." "He has not been blessed." "This letter says that you have... some business to suggest." "Yes." "Not exactly business as such." "It explains that I have been here in Kuwait as a physician... to the oil workers for a number of years now." "Yes, we have heard that, with little to work with, you have done wonders." "Thank you." "We wish now to bring treatment and medicine... and doctors to the desert." "Sheik Hassan, please, all I ask... is that I can bring modern medicine to you and your people... to make life much easier for you." "For instance, I know how many children you lose from diphtheria... or what you call the throat disease." "That is Allah's business, not ours." "With all due respect to Allah and to your people..." "I ask you whether in your heart you completely believe that." "The riches from oil and all that has come with it... will make infidels of this nation in one generation." "You see, you don't-- No, thank you." "No, thank you." " No, thank you." " I'm sorry, He doesn't hear." "He's deaf." "Since birth?" "No, it came slowly upon him." "You will stay the night with us, I hope." "Yes, please." "I would be delighted." "There." "Come on." "My wife had a child last night, and she is well this morning." "She was lucky." "My men tell me you thought she would not be well." "I could have made it much easier for her." "You puzzle me." "What do you really want from us?" "There's enough suffering in the word which cannot be avoided... and the doctor wants to treat that which can be." "My wife is a nurse." "Please, would you let me bring her here... to stand by me as I treat your women?" "I cannot see how this can profit you." "It is my profession." "But my profession is to be a trader... and I do not give things away." "If you will excuse me, Doctor, I sense that somewhere... you must have fallen from God's grace to want to give of yourself... this desperately to strangers." "If you will forgive me, Sheik Hassan..." "I don't think you understand the difference between the philosophy... of the prophet Mohammed and that of Jesus Christ." "All right." "With your wife to help." "Would it be necessary... for you to actually see... the private parts of our women?" "Not if you make it the condition of my being allowed to return here." "I will be honest with you." "I care in a very un-Eastern way for my third wife." "And when she comes to her term..." "I would like to be certain that..." "I do not lose her, so if your wife will attend her labor..." "I will give her permission to examine our women." "Thank you." "I didn't know you hunted." "Oh, yes." "But not only for the food... but also for the quality of understanding between man and death." "Very sophisticated." "For a primitive people." "No, I didn't mean it that way." "Yes, but you think that." "I want to talk to you about surviving diphtheria." "To stop the child from catching the disease, you give it to him." "Yes, not entirely." "Enough to protect him from a fatal attack." "And the poision you put into him he gives... through his blood to his children." "There is no medical evidence of that." "Once we had locusts." "The British aircraft came and killed the locusts with a spray." "And the sheep lost their wool... and died from the spray." "Allah keeps careful books, Doctor." "All I want is to cure your children of diphtheria now." "Even if you could without future harm, I cannot permit it." " Why not?" "Tell me." " It would build a dependence... on your world that would eat at us." "What is wrong with my son?" "Let me ask you something." "Have you seen this... softness in any others in your line or heard of it in other generations?" "There was one in my grandfather's time... but very distant from my blood." "I don't think it is in the family." "I have never spoken about this to anybody... but he cannot have a son." "The shame will destroy him." "Yes, I agree." "It is awful for a man." "You used the word "curable."" "Do you think anything can be done for him?" "He lacks a male sex hormone." "Do you understand me?" "A male sex hormone which is called testosterone." "I think it could be supplied to him." "And it would give him the strength to provide a child?" "I don't know." "It could." "And how would it be given to him?" "By inoculation." "Would you be prepared to do this for us?" "We could pay very little." "It would cost you nothing." "It would be my privilege." "Please." "Thank you." "But nobody should know about this." "Absolutely no one." "Very well, then." "If after you have completed your work... he can produce a grandchild for me..." "I give you my word that you may inoculate my people... against the throat disease." "Good." "Thank you." "Hello, darling." "Say good morning first." "Good morning." "That's a good boy." "Splint." "Put the bandage." "Do you want to do it?" "You know how to fix a bandage, don't you?" "Don't make it look too easy." "You'll learn be a doctor like that." "He may as well start now." "Do you think he really wants to be a doctor?" "Yes." "Well, I want him to be." "Is this the testosterone?" "I'm afraid it is." "What do you mean, you're afraid?" "How much can you give Jabir?" "More than he's got." "The hormone is present in him." "It's just not enough." "How do you know it's not genetic and incurable?" "Because I know." "In terms of numbers, I have probably done more of this kind of work... than any other doctor in the world, that's why." "The concentration camp?" "Yes." "The Jadwiga." "I know how it is for people to suffer and be deprived when medicine can help." "I won't dispute you medically... but on the practical point of view... you are basing all your hopes of helping those people... on your ability to cure Jabir." "And what if you fail?" "Then, my darling, it would have proved your point... that I should not have involved myself in the desert with these Arabs." "But since you have, I want it to work out for you." " For all of us." " It will." "It will, believe me." "Jabir will have a child." " Mr. Clinton-Meek is here." " Who?" "Oh, he's the new colonial officer." "He said he was coming." "Send him in, please." "What does he want?" "I suppose he wants to introduce himself." "He did say he wanted to discuss your article." "" Dietary Deficiency in Desert Nomads"" "He probably wants to congratulate me." "Somehow I don't think so." "How do you do?" "I'm Mrs. Kelno." "This is my husband, Dr. Kelno." " Mr. Clinton-Meek." " How do you do, sir?" "I've done very well up till now, thank you very much." "My wife tells me you have thoughts about my paper in the medical journal." "I have one thought-- You shouldn't have published it." "Why not?" "Dr. Kelno, the ruling families of Kuwait... make millions of pounds a year out of British oil." "How do you think it'll look if you write that, with all this money... the desert Arabs still haven't got enough to eat?" "In the first place, it is not a question of enough." "It is that they eat the wrong foods." "And what do you mean by, "how will it look?" To whom?" "To the colonial office." "To the British public." "These people's dietary deficiencies are voluntary." "I'm not accusing anyone of starving them." "I understand that perfectly." "The fact remains, you embarrassed the colonial administration... and the Kuwait government." "You may easily succeed in rousing these unfortunate Arabs to restlessness" " That would mean a reduction" " Please." "A restlessness which might be exploited by the Russians... who would dearly love to deprive us of our oil." "I'm sorry, but politics have nothing to do with medical science." " I'm not prepared to argue about it." " But I am!" "I'm afraid I'm not." "What is it you want Dr. Kelno to do?" " Stay out of the desert." " Is that an order?" "Let's say it's a very well thought-out suggestion." "The British Foreign Office doesn't need to order." "I see." "Your wife understands the situation." "Perhaps you'll listen to her." "Good day." "Good day." "Well, what did you expect me to say to him?" "You came here to find a place to be safe." "It isn't much, but we have it." "Look, I'm trying to help those people out there." "I'm trying to bring them into the 20th century." "What's a doctor supposed to do?" "I have met a lot of doctors in my time... but I've never met one who felt he had to take the burden... of all the sick people in the world on his back." "You always seem to try to get away from yourself... into some kind of work." "And if you're not working... you never seem to enjoy yourself." "Adam, I love you." " Do you know that?" "I'm trying to help." " Yes, I know." "I'm sorry." "I love you too." " Do you?" " Yes." "And I'm grateful to you." "I'm sorry." "I" "This pleases me." "Pleases me very much, Doctor." "This is Dr. Kenlo." "Kalil's the father of Sahura, the bride." " Hello, Doctor." "How do you do?" " Good, thank you." "I hope that when Jabir raises her veil for the first time, he will be pleased." "He should have had a real beauty to help arouse his love." "Sahora makes up in innocence... what she lacks in beauty." "How can they say that in front of her?" "She's supposed to hear, see... nothing on wedding day." "To share the joy of your host is a privilege, Doctor." "I'm just concerned." "You know, you should have consulted me before you permitted the marriage." "The sheik doesn't consult on family matters." "I know." "I didn't mean it that way." "Thank you." "No, I'm talking medically." "You know, he may not be prepared for marriage yet." "But he's growing a beard." "That doesn't necessarily mean that... he can produce a child, you know." "I prayed for it." "And if you expect to use this to fight the throat disease, you pray too." "Thank you." "Nice." "Very nice." "They don't even offer her any." "Because she eats big meal after... she's with husband... and now she eats nothing." "Come with my daughter, husband-to-be." "It is time." "The groom's mother is-- Well, good-bye." "It is time for you, my son, to sign the contract." "Go to your bride, my son." "It's a boy, Adam." "I'm very, very pleased, my son." "Thank you, Thank you, Dr. Kelno." "We are very indebted to you." "Well done." "Doctor." "There is something for you to see." "Come with me." "Your wife planned this." "She had no more doubt than I had... that I would have a grandchild." " Naturally." " Thank you." " Are they ready?" " As they should be-- on dry ice." "Good, good." "Right." "Stephan." "Do you want to prepare the ampules?" " Yes, Dad." " Good." "You know how, don't you?" "One day he'll be a good doctor, eh?" "Give me your arm." "Thank you." "Do them properly now, all right?" "Take care." "Next." "The queen." "God bless her." "May her birthdays be celebrated in peace throughout her reign." "Ladies and gentlemen, you may smoke." "Cheer up, Adam." "It only happens once a year." "They make me tired-- the good old British Empire and all that." ""They" must be "us" surely by now." "Ladies and gentlemen, I have an important announcement to make... which gives me great pleasure and surprise." "The queen's 1 959 birthday list has just been released from London." "The colonial office has informed me... that among those chosen for the honor to the empire... is Dr. Adam Kelno." "He is awarded the Order of Knight Bachelor." "Sir Adam." "Speech, speech." "Thank you all." "I don't know if this honor has been given to me... for the work with the desert Arabs... my nutritional research, or... of my perseverance in simply getting the job done." "Whatever..." "I am awed and deeply appreciative... that the nation which has given me... refuge and opportunity... has so recognized me." "I'm grateful to you all." "Thank you." "That concludes our little party for the moment." "If anybody cares to dance, the music will play for you... and as you know, the bar is now open." "Sure." "Don't go too far." "Have a good time." " Don't get lost." " Don't break anything." "Adam, you realize we can go home now." "Because of this?" "Even if they wanted to, nothing anyone would dare... do to Sir Adam Kelno." " Angela." " But they couldn't." "They never could." "They never really had anything." " Angela, don't." " All right, all right." "The Communists aren't bothering Polish exiles anymore." "They're far too busy surviving themselves." " To you." " Cheers." "It'll be wonderful." "You can open up a practice in London... an exclusive practice in Mayfair." "How would that be?" "You deserve success and comfort." "We both deserve it, I think." "You know, you're right." "I guess you're right." "I could have my own clinic." "Of course." "A clinic in Mayfair." "The East End." "The Elephant  Castle, or" "Adam, but that's the slum." "Oh, my God." "Haven't we suffered enough?" "Suffered for what?" "Come on." " Adam, my congratulations." " Thank you." " Lady Kelno." " Thank you." "Okay, cheer up." "We're going home." "Mr. Cady's descriptions of my medical practice... as a prisoner of the Germans are totally false and libelous." "This is one Jew you're not going to castrate, Kelno." "While Dr. Kelno was escaping... from the Communists of Poland... young American writer Abraham Cady... a volunteer in the British Air Force... was doing battle with the would-be Nazi conquerors... over the English Channel." "" Just like that?"" ""That's right," she replied." " She says that?" " That's right." "She does." "Do you really think a woman would ask a man to do a thing like that?" "She's just a character." "Samantha, I appreciate everything you're doing" "But why don't I just shut up and type?" "Exactly." " May I ask a question, Abe?" " No." "Something I really don't understand about writers." "Are you writing this seriously or just for money?" "Everything I do for money is serious." "No." "What I mean is, do you believe what you're writing?" "Well, to tell you the truth..." "I'm not writing the great American novel." " I couldn't." " I think you could." "This comes from your many years as a literary critic, right?" "I know you can write seriously." "Well, I couldn't afford all my various vices." "Thank you." "Mail from the States." "Philadelphia." "My father." "Read it, will you?" "" Dear Abe." "Thank God you were promoted to an office... and out of the airplane." "Well, I didn't write him about the crash." "He'd decide I was permanently blinded." "He'd do such a scene in the schule." " Abe." " You don't know Jewish fathers." "Sounds more like your mother would have." "That's the thing about Jewish fathers." "A mother nibbles away at them all her lifetime... and when she dies, her soul enters his body and finishes the job." "Honestly." "Read me some more." ""This girl, does she come from a good family?" "Those English Jews can be very stuck up."" " He thinks I'm Jewish?" " So let him think." "I couldn't tell him your father was a lord and also a gentile." "Would it really matter to him?" "There's an old Yiddish story about that." "It doesn't really matter." "He'd just have a small stroke, that's all." "" Be sure to let them know your father is not just an ordinary baker." "Tell them we have the best Jewish bakery in Philadelphia."" "Well, when I was growing up, we were very poor." ""Take care of yourself." "Don't go out in the fog too much." "It's bad for the sinuses." "Your mother, she should rest in peace... would be very happy you stopped flying." "Love, Papa."" "It's a sweet letter, Abe." "Yeah, it's all right." "I can't imagine feeling that way about one's parents." "Who is it?" "It's me." "I work late." "Come in." "You weren't asleep, were you?" "Sit here, will you?" "Damn bandages." "They'll be off soon." "One good thing" " I'll be able to see when I go to the bathroom." "I'm pretty coarse, right?" "Really, you're outrageous." "Are you afraid what it'll be like when the bandages come off?" "And things are... less on precedent?" "Whether we'll feel the same way again, and so forth?" "And so forth?" "I suppose I'm a little afraid." "Well, you don't know what kind of a prize you are." "Money, title" "Not everyone is as secure as you are." "People who love each other want to be together." "Prizes get won." "I was always... taught to take my gloves off... with a lady." "Is that what it is?" "Is that really true?" "Is that all?" "I can't be exactly agile." "That doesn't matter, darling." "Samantha?" "What?" "Close the door." "You've got a whole lifetime to be a great lover." "I know." "I have to get over the feeling... that someone is scoring me all the time." "You're just a big fool, aren't you?" "Afraid so." "Mr. Shawcross?" "Shawcross, the publisher?" "this is Sergeant Flory, Meribon Police Station." "Do you know a Yank, sir, name of Fight Lieutenant Cady?" "Says he's a writer." "What's he done now?" "He's out of uniform, claims you publish his stuff." "You call me at 2:00 a.m.... to tell me he's out of uniform?" "He's naked, sir." "We found him swimming in the fountain in Trafalgar Square." "Bring him here, Sergeant." "Couldn't understand what I was doing in a RAF uniform, those bums." "I said I'd gladly transfer to the American Air Force... but I like this uniform better." "Probably why I enlisted in the first place." "Stop talking and drink your coffee." "What's this all about?" "These are patronizing reviews, David." "You want me to read them to you?" "I've read them." "What's all this drinking?" "The war's over... the bandages are off and I don't like what I see." "About to be discharged... anxious, etcetera." "Why have you and Miss Samantha broken up?" "Oh, well, that's a vicious circle." "She's afraid that when I see her I won't like her... and I'm afraid that if I see her, maybe I won't like her." "It's a standoff." "You've been with her, haven't you?" "Knowing you." "Whoever started the rumor that the British are reticent?" "Everything was as it should be?" "Impeccable." "What makes you think that actually seeing her would be any more?" "Or less?" "It's the male animal." "This one, anyway." "All right, David." "You do know me." "I have to control situations." "I'm panicked if I don't." "Hell, I can't fly if anyone else is on the flight deck." "I don't control this." "Think you can pull yourself together by lunchtime?" "I doubt it." "Pity." "There's a smashing girl from the BBC been asking to interview you." "Obviously intoxicated by your work." "Seems to think your stuff fairly reeks with masculinity." "I like that." "Let's talk about me a lot." "I've asked her to lunch at my club." "Maybe you can reek a little and... get back on the flight deck." "I'll try, David." "Here's your bird." "Cynthia Green, Abe." "How do you do?" "Won't you sit down?" "I took the liberty of ordering you a martini." "We were just discussing the singular efficacy of those things." "Seem to work on everybody except book reviewers." "Right, David?" "Cynthia was very taken by the sheer personal... vigor that pokes through in your writing." "Oh, you were?" "That's hopeful." "Here's to vigor, and so forth." "And so forth." "David, I am going to kill you." "You know you're going to have to marry me." "Unless you preferred me blind and helpless." "Don't test me." "Elizabeth, you were a year younger when we married." "Well, she's so vulnerable." "If ever I've seen a child less vulnerable, it's Samantha." "But going to the States... to California... to Los Angeles." "Good-bye!" "Take care!" "I can't wait to see... my father and your folks meet." "I'm sure my father thinks English laws really don't exist." "I wonder what he'll say when he finds out we were married in a church?" " I don't care what he says." " I'm perfectly willing... to go through a Jewish ceremony, if you like." "I would not like." "I don't believe in the Jewish thing." "Or the Christian thing." "Or the Moslem thing." "Or the Buddhist thing." " You disapprove?" " You have to believe in something." " Why?" " Because" "Because you'll feel empty if you don't." "I believe in myself, and I believe in money." "And I believe in Mumms Extra Dry 1 939." "I wonder if you'll always be able to do that?" "Do what?" "Pass everything off with some kind of flip remark." "Are we about to have our first fight?" "All right, then." "Something practical." " What's that?" " Will I like Beverly Hills?" "You'll hate it." "But, with $200,000 for the film rights to The Squadron... and for $5,000 a week while I'm writing the screenplay... you'll get used to it." "Hello, Mr. Cady." "Maybe it should be Dad, or even Morris." "It was a calm trip on the boat?" "Very smooth, thank you." "Good food on the train from New York?" "It was fine." " Abe." " Papa." " Do you like California?" " We don't know yet, Papa." "Let her catch her breath." "A new person from a different faith." "He who comes into the family should be welcomed." "It's lovely, Mr. Cady." "I want you should see the pool first." "Traveling all the way here when you're having a first baby." "I understand." "It's not easy." "Well, that's the way it is." "You lose someone, you gain someone." "A wife lost, a daughter gained." "Maybe a granddaughter." "It's a cycle." "Well, it's not exactly your father's estate, but" "It's" "It's remarkable." "Sure is." "About as California as you can get." "It's not what you wanted I should have rented for you?" " It's fine, Papa." " Exactly what we wanted." "Sometimes I can fall asleep in the pool on a tire." " A whitewall, naturally." " Oh, Abe, stop it." "What's the matter?" "Abe, a person gets tired." "I'll look after the luggage." "Maybe we could all take a dip before dinner." "Good." "Let's go inside." "I'm dying to see the nursery." " Nursery?" " The baby's room." " They have their own rooms, you know." " Oh, sure." " He could have a wing all to himself." " Or she can." "Satisfied?" "I'm in a state of shock from the trip." "It's been an exhausting few weeks." "You'll get used to how people live around here." "Oh, I'm sure I will." "It seems to have been built... and delivered all of a piece." "That's true." "You rent it by the month along with a butler... a pool man and a gardener." "I suppose what strikes me... and I'm thinking of England, so it's foolish, I know, but... what strikes me is that it all seems so temporary." "It is temporary." "It'll last just as long... as the head of the studio likes what I write." "We are going to be happy, Abe?" "We'll work at it." "In the two decades Adam Kelno struggled to survive... first in Kuwait and then in London's slums..." "Abe Cady earned fame and fortune as a writer of motion pictures." "His son, Ben was born and grew up." "His father, Morris, grew old." "And Samantha became... more wife and mother and, in her husband's eyes, less woman." "Abe, like Adam Kelno, became successful... and restless." "What's with the fun hat, kid?" "We had a minyan for Seymour Levy, the gentleman who died last week." " Did he sucker you into this?" " I didn't mind." "Israel again." "I was showing Ben where I'm going to live in Tel Aviv." "And doing a little brainwashing on the side, right?" "Can I help it if he has a grandfather that's subversive?" "How many movies you wrote?" "I don't know." "Six or seven." "And two Academy Awards, yes?" "Right." "And not one word about your own people." "Gunther, where are you?" "Here we are, Herr Cady." "Hope nobody tells that Kraut the war's over and he's not a prisoner anymore." "We'll have to start paying him." "The war is over, Abe." "What does that mean?" "It means... maybe they wouldn't like it too much... the war in the movies anymore." "Well, you take care of your minyans, I'll do the writing." "I'm not trying to tell you what to do." "Then don't." "You want I shouldn't have minyans here anymore?" "Whatever gave you that idea?" "Papa, to you I will confide a secret." "You got me talking that way." "The world does not revolve around what happens to the Jews." "Before God takes a breath, he doesn't ask Himself..." ""Is this good or bad for the Jews?"" "Sometimes you don't even seem Jewish to me anymore." "I've been married to a gentile for 20 years." "My son was raised like a gentile." "Not because of Samantha." "Don't blame it on her." "Cool this." "Who cares what he is?" "At least he should know what they did to his father's people... and nobody lifted a finger." "Concentration camps were long ago." "Why should we lay it on his generation?" "It's better we forget about it." "Forget about it, it'll happen again." "Papa, be Jewish." "Be as Jewish as you want to be!" "But don't make it a cross you have to bear." "Now, that's a mixed metaphor if I ever heard one." "Can't you be more careful?" "Sorry, Mrs. Craig." "Mea maxima culpa." "Get the plate, Ben Got a woman who's hung up on good housekeeping." "Samantha works hard to keep the house nice." "So do I." "Let's take a drive to the beach in the Jag." "It's 6:30." "We'll be having dinner soon." "After dinner then." "Abe, it's a school day." "Ben has to study." "Maybe we can go after dinner." "What do you say, Mom?" "We'll see." "Go on, Ben." "We'll see what?" "If he washes his hands?" "If his manners are impeccable?" "If he's respectful?" " I'm not going to argue about it." " Then he can take a drive with me." " As a reward." " He has to have discipline... even if the adults around him have none." "My third ear tells me that's another rationalization you're addicted to." "To which you're addicted." "You're a writer." "Where are you going?" "Family quarrel." "I shouldn't interfere." "You interfere enough with Ben." "He gets all that stuff... about joining the Israeli Air Force from you." "This from a boy who couldn't wait for Pearl Harbor." "He should run away at 20 years old to fly with Englishmen." " I want to talk to you." " Want a martini?" "I'm serious, Abe." "You can't be serious drinking martinis?" "The Anglo-Saxon Puritan ethic." "You're so bloody literate." "If I weren't, I'd have to turn to crime to support this family." "You have my full, even enraptured, attention." "This isn't funny!" "Maybe it is." "Who is Mary Smith?" "Mary Smith is the distaff side... of the registration... that illicit couples use... in motel books... such as John and Mary Smith." "In your witty manner, are you denying you know a Mary Smith?" "I am not now, nor have I ever been acquainted with Mary Smith." "Why do you treat us so shamefully?" "Mary Smith followed me... all the way down Beverly Boulevard crying her eyes out... complaining that you've been... unfaithful to her." "She's crazy." "Of course she's crazy." "You've never touched another woman since you've been sleeping with her." "That's right." "I haven't." "Thank you." "I don't know what the word for "male slut" is... but that's what you are." "And that's the way you're bringing up your son." "Your wife's inside." "Crazy?" "What about the private line?" "I answered it." "It was your actress friend." "What did she want?" "She said she doesn't mind losing her lines." "You shouldn't make a fuss." " Not her." "My wife." " Something about a station wagon." "What about the station wagon?" "I've been waiting to take it." "I'm late already." "Take it where?" "Don't you ever remember anything after cocktail time?" "Try to improve your responses." "You said that yesterday." "I explained to you very clearly that I had to drive to the Long Beach Museum... for the British Art Show." "You said you had to take the wagon because the Jag has to be lubed... that I could pick it up at 3:00, and it's 3:30." "I'm obviously in a state of mortal sin." "Can anything be done?" "Just give me the keys." "Do you have to be so brutal?" "Why do we have to go through these ridiculous little quarrels all the time?" "When there are so many important things to quarrel about." "Is there petrol in it?" "The car is full of gas." "You've been in this country for 1 8 years now." "I'm sorry I forgot about the car." "I'm not that sorry." "You really are a wretch." "Let's try not to feed on each other like this." "Nice to see you." " You can take the MG." " Thanks." "Always the bridesmaid, never the bride." "The time will come." "Yes, I know." "It's called menopause." "It's unnatural for people to share everything as a sign of their love." "I'm not talking about constant sexual intimacy either." "I'm talking about sheer day-to-day contact." "If people have to live together, they should have separate apartments-- bathroom, dressing room and sleeping room." "In other words, you have to be rich... to have any kind of good shot at marriage." "Right." "Then tell me, why do more rich people get divorced than poor people?" "Because poor people can't afford divorce." "You know why you and I get along so well?" "Because we only see each other once a week?" "That's right." "If we lived together, we wouldn't get along at all." "If we lived together... you wouldn't be seeing anybody like me... and getting away with it." "Yes, Mr. Harrick." "Ken said you'd call." "9:00 tomorrow's fine for me." "And Jason's even better." "I'll see you then." "Bye, bye." "How do you know what you'd do?" "You haven't been with one man long enough to find out." "Nobody asked me." "You'd hate it if anyone asked you." "If you say so." "You know why?" "Could I stop you from telling me?" "You feel unworthy." "You find it hard to believe that anybody would actually want you for yourself." "So, you go and sell yourself to prove you have any value at all." "You've sold yourself so often... there's nothing left to give away." "You should be sitting up and I should be lying on the couch." "You're not charging me $50 an hour for this, are you?" "Why not?" "I probably owe you more than that already." "I've come to a big decision about you." "I'm going to write a book about you." "I'm going to call it The Bet." "Do I get a piece of the action?" "Why?" "I'll make you the-- what do you call it-- the technical advisor." "Give me clinical details." "What are you building?" "If everything I write turns to junk..." "I'm going to be the best-selling junk writer there is." "And that's... awful." "It's all right, Papa." "You can come out." "You don't have to lurk in the doorway clucking your tongue at me." " I wasn't clucking." " Up here, you were clucking." "I'm your father." "Don't you people ever give up?" "Why are all Jews such parents?" "Listen, Abe." "You are "you people" too." "Without interfering in your business, I'm trying to tell you... what you're doing is no good." "Yelling at me" " All right." "I understand." "But Samantha is a woman." "I have two people to argue with in this house." "It's a regular cabal." "If you're such a nice Jewish father to me... why do you always take her side?" "Because you are wrong." "Because you were brought up... to love God and to obey His commandments... and you are turning out to be a bum and I want you should stop." ""I want you should stop."" "Been in this country all your life." "Can't you learn to speak correct English correctly?" "You know you've done that three times already?" "I've a feeling I've left something." "Had some good things in this house." "We have-- among the bad." "I know." " Changing your mind?" " No, Abe." "I know you'd rather stay here, and I know you're going to London for me... and I want you to know how much I appreciate that." "I don't deserve any credit." "Just getting rich and slowly dying in Hollywood." "I have to leave." " Will you do me one favor?" " What's that?" "When it comes time for Papa to board his plane for Tel Aviv... and us to board ours, will you-- will you accept his love?" "At least pretend." "You never quit." "We ran down a long time ago, Abe, and we know it... but your father is going to live in Israel." "A pioneer at 83." "Fact is, you may never see him again in this life." "London is only four hours' flying time from Israel." " Probably see him twice a month." " Israel will be at war within a year." "Everybody says so." "Then what?" "Are you sure you're not Jewish?" "Dad, the studio car is here." "We'll be right there." "Take some of these bags out." "There'll be plenty of time for that at the airport." "Abe, this is the first house Samantha ever had." "And Ben was a baby here." "Well, she doesn't have to leave." "People have mixed-up feelings." "She feels one thing, she feels another." "Not everybody's sure like you." "Have you read my son-in-law's new book?" "The Bed?" "I'm afraid I have." "Yes." "The Americans that read it suffer terribly." "Abe is a pioneer." "In very good company, I believe." "Mark Twain and Benjamin Franklin both wrote pornography, you know." "Don't you adore Samantha's dress?" "I think it's absolutely beautiful." "I can't believe she got it in France." "As a journalist, I'm fascinated by one facet of your work." " What's that?" " Its quality of uninvolvement." "A studied involvement, I suspect... made possible by simplistic and undemanding themes." "That's good." "If one examines it, one finds out... that your first novel was about peacetime flying... your second and third novels about wartime flying... and your fourth about fornication." "Peacetime fornication." "I still have the one about wartime fornication to do." "Listen, honey, I'm not a very profound man." "I wake up every morning very happy there's money in the bank." "I don't believe that of you." "I think you know there are obligatory themes for a man in your time and place." "Nothing is obligatory for a writer." "Israel will soon be at war with the Arabs again." "There's your chance to connect... and write about wartime fornication at the same time." "Yeah." "Yeah, I'll do that." "Excuse me, will you?" "You're not going to be a miser, are you, David?" "Margaret Alexander, my friend Abe." "How do you do?" "Alexander." "How do I know that name?" " Alexander the Great." " Alexander Woolcott." "Or Alexander's Ragtime Band." " Brandy Alexander?" " Now you're reaching." "How about Thurston Alexander?" "Of course." "The American secretary of state." "Under President-- Your husband, God forbid?" "My father." "Scholarly gentleman." "Looked just like... a secretary of state ought to look." " Where is he now." " On Elba, plotting to return." "Excuse me." "I hear they're taking a flat in Mayfair, just behind Shepherd's Market." "That should make Cady happy." "Old pops, young girls and new money." " That's right." " All in the same neighborhood." "I have been staring at this woman across this whole dreary cocktail party." "You asked for this party, Abe." "I'm sorry." "I've just been attacked by a female barracuda... disguised as a literary critic." "It seems I should write something good about the Jews." "There are subjects other than... beds and aircraft, you know." "Well, maybe I'm only comfortable in one or the other." "Have you met Margaret Alexander?" "Samantha." " How do you do?" " Hello." " May I have a word with you, Abe?" " Sure." "Excuse me." "I have a splitting headache." "I'd like to go home." " In the middle of a party?" " I didn't say you had to go... and nobody will miss me, I assure you." "I'll take you home." "Good night." "I'll call you, David." "He's going to ask me for your telephone number, you know." "I've only been with one married man, and that was a mess." "Shall I give it to him?" "This is very unlike you, David." "He isn't coping very well." "I doubt this would help." "What he really needs is love." "She loves him." "He needs to love." "Well, maybe he... only wants to find someone he can talk to." "Oh, he'll talk." "Will he talk." "All right." "I was vaguely annoyed at you... phoning me just when I decided you weren't going to." "I was a little nervous about it." "You're not the girl next door, you know." "But you managed to overcome it." "Well, you were just too smashing." "And I didn't think it would bother you too much that I was married." "Not enough." "Where is she?" "At her family's estate in the country... with our son." " I take it you're not getting along." " No worse than usual." "Right now, she's jabbing at me because I'm not writing." "Why aren't you?" "I would've thought that a writer" "You're not one of these people who thinks work is ennobling, are you?" "Don't you get bored?" "I've nothing I want to say." "You certainly spent a lot of time trying to say it." "Zing!" "I meant it sympathetically." "I thought I could go on writing junk, but it turns out I can't." "The Bed finished me." "I love London." "Every part of it." "Makes me cry when I think of... the children, long gone, who played in this park." "That's another problem." "I don't think I ever cried." "I cried almost every day when I was a child." "Oh, yeah?" "You know why?" "Yeah." "My father." "He's a superbly intelligent man." "Very graceful." "He wielded enormous power gracefully." "You know." "It's in all the history books." "Why did you cry?" "Well, he wanted me to be... as strong and bright as he was." "I tried, for him, for his approval." "But I was always afraid I'd fail." "And, because I was afraid, of course I did fail." "At least you tried." "I don't." "I guess I'm afraid that if I do... and I can't make it" "I mean, if I can only write things like The Bed..." "I won't be able to stand it." "Your parents must have demanded a lot of you too." "That's a built-in hazard in a Jewish family." "I couldn't get along with my father as a kid, and it's worse now." "He's obsessed with the need for unity among the Jews as an oppressed people." "That's why he's in Israel now." "He has to identify." "See, my father's kind of thinking offends me." "It offends my sense of being a special individual." "I don't want to be thought of as weak and oppressed." "I don't want to be thought of as a" "You don't want to be thought of as a Jew." "I'm really sorry." "I shouldn't have said that." "But you meant that." "Because it's true." "You know an anti-Semite when you see one." "Oh, don't, Abe." "Something I've had to live with... face for a long time." "But you don't have to face it right now." "This afternoon." "Married, neurotic, anti-Semitic and all." "I don't know what your father expected that you didn't give." "I called you all night." "I finally had to drive in from the country." "Your father's had a heart attack." "When is your next flight to Tel Aviv?" "I could still make it." "Abraham Cady." "Yes, I understand." "At the accommodations desk." "Right." "It's been all gone for us for a long time, hasn't it?" "This isn't the time, Samantha." "I think it is." "You're tough enough... and remote enough." "Yeah, probably." "There's just no place to go." "I think we should end it... before we begin to hate each other any more than we do." "And before it rubs off on our son any more" "Are you jumping on this because I didn't come in last night?" "You haven't come home any night for the last two weeks." "That's true." "Is it someone you care for, or is it just" "I care a lot." "Does that make it better or worse?" "Worse." "I'll drive you to the airport." "I'll take a cab." "Let's not torture ourselves." "Tell Ben I'll call him." "Tell him his grandfather's ill." "He knows." "I loved you as much as I could, Abe." "I know." "I wish I was as sure I had." "You're hard to give to." "Maybe only someone like yourself would be enough for you." "Don't." "It's not the end of the world, is it?" "No, it's not." "I'll pray for your father." "I'll call you when I get there." "And I'll pray for you, Abe." "I'm Abraham Cady, the son." " Who are these people?" " Do you speak Hebrew?" "I studied it in school as a child." "People who deal with death in the community." "It's considered a great tribute to your father for them to be with him." "He must have been very pious." "Yes, he was." "Will he recognize me?" "Act as though he does." "One never really knows." " Thank you for being with my father." " It is a privilege." "A very charitable man." "Papa?" "Papa, it's Abe." "It's Abe." "What is he saying?" " I don't understand him." " Yiddish." "Yes, Papa." "He says, " Be a good Jew." "I love you."" "Say the... for him." "" Hear, O Israel..." "O Lord, our God... the Lord is one."" "In Hebrew." "May the soul of Morris Cady... come to this place in peace." "I tried to reach you, and... then I heard your father had died." "So I flew." " Will you take us to Yet Vasheen?" " Sure." "It's a memorial to all the Jews who died in concentration camps." "My father always wanted me to go there." "Let's go." "Stop at the Wailing Wall, driver." "It's a tradition here to leave a prayer for the dead, Margaret." "Israel's memorial to the victims of the Holocaust." "Boxes of victims in the hundreds of thousands... were found to have been hastily committed to lime and frozen earth... by the retreating Nazis... when the Russians overran the most dreaded concentration camps... those of Auschwitz and Jadwiga." "The Russians, not inclined to long trials of war criminals... disposed of their Nazi captors rather directly... by Western standards-- firing squad." "In the Nazi concentration camps, 1 2 million were murdered... six million of them Jewish." "Arbeit macht frei means "freedom through work"... a greeting at the entrance to all the camps." "Under this cruel joke, the rescued poured out by the thousands in 1 945... as they had been brought in by the millions during the years before." "In Barracks 1 25 at Jadwiga... the Nazis had been conducting secret physical experiments... on prisoners in the name of medical advancement." "How fast and efficiently can a Jew be castrated... with minimum anesthesia?" "How long can an infant live without food or water?" "The effects of forced malnutrition on a four-year-old... as opposed to a ten-year-old?" "How may times can a child's legs be broken and set... before they can no longer heal?" "What kind of wounds and lesions produced experimentally... are impervious to skin grafts?" "How many blows from a rifle butt can a 1 2-year-old skull absorb... before there is permanent damage to the nervous system?" "In dozens of Nazi concentration camps... scattered throughout Germany and conquered Europe... unheated barracks were bursting with women... children and sick old men about to be murdered... in the gas chambers... tattooed... numbered for extinction, hundreds by the hour." "The Nazis, always methodical and frugal, developed... a method of murdering 1,200 prisoners... with only four canisters of lethal gas." "At their peak, the gas chambers of Jadwiga... were destroying 20,000 human beings a day." "My God." "Makes you ashamed to be a member of the human race." "I know what I have to write about now." "Stay here in Israel." "I have to do this alone." "I know that." "I want to do the testing of the Jewish people... by the Lord God of Israel." "I want to take them from the ovens of Jadwiga... to Sinai and Suez." "I want the reader to be there when they hoist the Star of David over Jerusalem." "And rekindle the Eternal Flame." "I pray that God gives me the talent to do it."