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Not for anything to eat.(pause) I have nearly 300 dollars. Catherine?
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I heard you.
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You don't like to talk about it anymore?
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Sure I don't mind talking about it.
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What worries you Catherine?
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I have been wanting to ask you about something. Could I?
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All the answers are in my eyes, Catherine. But you don't look in my eyes lately, your full of secrets (she looks at him but she seems withdrawn.) what is the question?
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Suppose I wanted to live in Italy.
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You going to marry somebody rich? (Smiling)
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No I mean live there. - you and me
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When?
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Well...., when we get married.
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You want to be an Italian?
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No, but I can live there with out being Italian. Americans live there.
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Forever?
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Yeah
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Your fooling.
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No I mean it.
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Where did you. Get such an idea?
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Well you are always saying its so beautiful there, with the mountains and the ocean and all the---
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Your fooling me
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I mean it.
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Catherine, if I ever brought you home with no money, no business, nothing, they would call the priest and the doctor and they would say Rodolpho is crazy.
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I know, but i think we would be happier there.
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Happier! What would you eat? You can’t cook the view
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Maybe you could be a singer, like in Rome or -
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Rome! Rome is full of singers
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We'll I could work then
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Where?
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God, well there must be jobs somewhere!
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There’s nothing! Nothing, nothing, nothing. Now tell me what you’re talking about. How can I bring you from a rich country to suffer in a poor country? What are you talking about? (She searches for words.) I would be a criminal stealing your face. In two years you would have an old, hungry face. When my brother’s babies cry they give them water, water that boiled a bone. Don’t you believe that?
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I'm afraid of Eddie here. (Quietly) (pause)
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(steps closer to her) We wouldn’t live here. Once I am a citizen I could work anywhere and I would find better jobs and we would have a house, Catherine. If I were not afraid to be arrested I would start to be something wonderful here!
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(steeling herself ) Tell me something. I mean just tell me, Rodolpho – would you still want to do it if it turned out we had to go live in Italy? I mean just if it turned out that way.
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Is this your question, or his?
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I would like to know, radolpho. I mean it.
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To go there with nothing
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Yeah
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No. (She looks at him wide-eyed.) No
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You wouldn't
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No; I will not marry you to live in Italy. I want you to be my wife, and I want to be a citizen. Tell him that, or I will. Yes. (He moves about angrily.) And tell him also, and tell yourself, please, that I am not a beggar, and you are not a horse, a gift, a favor for a poor immigrant.
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Well don't get mad!
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I am furious! (Goes to her.) Do you think I am so desperate? My brother is desperate, not me. You think I would carry on my back the rest of my life a woman I didn’t love just to be an American? It’s so wonderful? You think we have no tall buildings in Italy? Electric lights? No wide streets? No flags? No automobiles? Only work we don’t have. I want to be an American so I can work, that is the only wonder here – work! How can you insult me, Catherine?
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I don't mean that-
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My heart dies to look at you. Why are you so afraid of him?
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I don't know!
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Do you trust me Catherine, you?
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It’s only that I – He was good to me, Rodolpho. You don’t know him; he was always the sweetest guy to me. Good. He razzes me all the time but he don’t mean it. I know. I would just feel ashamed if I made him sad. ’Cause I always dreamt that when I got married he would be happy at the wedding, and laughin’ – and now he’s – mad all the time and nasty – (She is weeping.)Tell him you’d live in Italy – just tell him, and maybe he will start to trust you a little more, you see? Because I want him to be happy; I mean – I like him, Rodolpho – and I can’t stand it!
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Oh Catherine, oh little girl.
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I love you radalpho I love you.
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