Waterloo Bridge Chapter 1 Roy meeting Myra (September 3, 1939, the Great Britain declares war against Germany. General Roy Cronin sets off for the French fronts. On his way, he makes a detour to Waterloo Bridge. Standing there he takes out a lucky charm from his pocket. The past rises before his eyes… It is during the World War 1, Captain Roy Cronin is enjoying his leave. One day, when a raid warning rings out, he comes across Myra Lester on Waterloo Bridge, who in haste drops her handbag onto the ground.) Myra: (picking things) Stupid bag, it always does this. (Roy helps her.) Thank you so much. Roy: It might strike this bridge, we's better get off. M: oh, my lucky charm. (A truck comes, Roy holds her back.) R: You little fool, you tired of life? M: I've had it for years, it brings me luck. R: Such as air raids. M: Do you think it'd be too unmilitary if we were to run? R: Not at all… do you mind? (In the shelter) R: You're at school, aren't you? (Myra laughs) R: Am I being funny? M: Oh, look, that's our school…Madame Terror's International Ballet. R: International Ballet? You don't mean to say you're a dancer? M: Yes. R: A professional dancer? M: Uh, now and then, I wonder. R: You mean you can , pirouette and all that sort of thing? M: Certainly. I can do an entre-chad six. R: I beg your pardon? M: I can cross my feet six times in mid-air. Najinski could do ten, but that only happens once in a century. R: Must be good for the…must be good for muscles. I should think a dancer's muscles should be like a strong man. M: Oh not quite, that'd be dreadful. We try to combine slenderness with strength. Well I've been dancing since I was twelve, and, well I don't think the muscles are overdeveloped. R: Oh no, no. Not in your case. M: Of course we have to train like athletes. Madame believes in rigid discipline. R: You expect to get to the theater tonight? M: Certainly. We don't go on till ten. R: I wish I could be there. M: Why don't you come? R: No, unfortunately I have a colonel's dinner. It takes a lot of nerve to miss a colonel's dinner. M: Are you home on leave? R: I have been. My home's in Scotland. M: And now you have to go back? To France I mean. R: Tomorrow. M: Oh I'm so sorry. This hateful war. R: Yes I suppose it is. Yet there is, I don't know, a certain anount of excitement about it too. Around the corner of every second the fascination of the unknown. We're both facing it this instant. M: Oh, we face the unknown in peacetime too. R: You're rather matter of fact, aren't you? M: Yes, you're rather romantic, aren't you? Speaker: All clear. R: Well, there we are, raid is over. Never enjoyed an air raid more. Shall we go now, or wait for the next? M: Oh, its very tempting but, I think we'd better go. R: Shall I carry that? M: No, no, I only drop it in emergencies. R: Well I hope I'm around next time it happens. M: It isn't very likely, is it? You go back to France, and… R: And you? M: We may go to America. R: That does make it unlikely. I'm sorry. M: So am I. Speaker: Read all about it. War ships in… (Outside, on the street.) M: It's so late. I'm afraid I'll have to take a taxi. R: That may not be so simple. M: I don't know if… R: I wish I could've seen the… M: What were you going to say? R: I wish I could've seen the ballet. I'm sure it would have been a pleasant memory in the trenches. What were you going to say? M: Oh it's just that I, I don't know anyone at the front, and I'm afraid it'll bring it home to me now knowing you, not that I really know you of course. Boy: Here you are, governor. R: Thank you. M: Here, take this. R: Your, your good luck charm? M: Perhaps it'll bring you luck, I hope it does. R: Now look here, I can't take it, it means so much to you. M: You'd better have it, I was beginning to rely on it too much. R: Well, that's wonderfully kind of you. M: Olympic theater please. Good-bye. R: Good-bye. (Roy goes to the theater, Myra sees him from the stage.) M: Kitty, he's here. Kitty: Who? Oh the man in the underground? M: I don't understand, he said he couldn't come. K: I suppose he just came to see the show. M: I don't suppose anything of the kind. K: I thought you said he had to go to a colonel's dinner. M: It's not what I said, it's what he said. (When performance is over…) Madame: The performance tonight was disgraceful. We're playing for the moment in a variety theater, but… (There is a knock at the door, Madame indicates Kitty to answer it.) Madame: Kitty. But that doesn't mean you should work with less precision than performing seals, which precede you. You don't honor the ballet by your presence in it, the ballet nonors you. Are there questions? Humph. K: Yes, Madame? Madame: The note, Kitty. The note that, was handed to you. K: Oh, its just from an old friend, a man I used to know in a show… Madame: I don't need to be reminded that you were a calls girl in a revue. Your behavior… M: Madame… Kitty: Myra… M: No Kitty, it's for me Madame. Madame: Then you may read it. Aloud please. M: Madame, I… Madame: Read it, please. M: as you see I cannot bear to spend my last evening with my colonel after all. Please have supper with me. Your friend of the shelter. P.S. I'm sure you will because I have your good luck charm which has already changed my luck. Madame: And the signature? M: There isn't one. Madame: And if there were one, what would it be? M: I don't know, I only know he's an officer Madame. Madame: Indeed. I must emphasize that if you want the supper parties, officers, and the likes, you shouldn't be here with me, but in other occupation. Chapter 2 Roy Dating Myra Myra goes to the Candlelight Club to meet Roy there. M: Hello. R: Oh hello. I'm delighted. I was afraid Kitty had directed you to the wrong place. M: Oh no, but your note was read out before the whole class. R: Were you embarrassed? M: Yes, and so yould you have been. R: I dare say. I'm afraid I've made it difficult for you. M: Well, you gave up the colonel, so I expect I made it difficult for you too. R: Yes, you did, but I have my reward. It was wonderful fo you to have come. Shall we go in? M: All right. Man: Excuse me. R: How nice you look. M: Thank you. R: What do dancers eat? M: Oh, dull things mostly. Nutritious yet not fattening. R: Oh, no, not tonight. (To waiter) What could you suggest that would be particularly rich and indigestible? Waiter: The crepes, is very nice sir. R: And wine. It isn't against the rules for a dancer to drink a little light wine, is it? M: Well, tonight… R: Good, Number Forty please. Waiter: Number Forty. R: The ballet was beautiful. M: Madame didn't think so. R: Well experts never know, it takes outsiders to know, and I tell you it was beautiful. M: That certainly proves you're an outsider. R: Are you…glad to see me again? M: Yes. R: I sense a reservation. M: Well I suppose there is one. R: What? Why? M: What's the good of it? R: You're a strange girl, aren't you? What's the good of anything? What's the good of living? M: That's a question, too. R: Oh now wait a minute now, I'm not going to let you get away with that. The wonderful thing about living is that this sort of thing can happen. In the shadow of a death raid, I can meet you and feel more intensely alive than walking taking my life for granted. M: It's a high price to pay for it. R: I don't think so. M: I do. Do people nave to kill each other to give them a heightened sense of life? R: That's got nothing to do with people killing each other. Either you're excited about life or you're not. You know, I've never been able to wait for the future. When I was very young, a child in fact, I climbed to the top branch of a high tree, stood like a diver, and announced to my horrified governess, now I shall take a leap into the future, and jumped. I was in the hospital for two months. M: You should let the future catch up with you more slowly. R: Oh, no, no, never. Temperament. I can't help it. Look here, if we'd met in ordinary times in an ordinary way, we'd just about be telling each other what schools we went to. We're much further along, don't you think? M: Are we? R: You know we are. Now, I'm too excited to eat, let's dance. M: All right. They dance. Back to their seats, Roy raises his cup. R: To you. M: Thank you. R: To us. I still don't get it, not quite. M: What? R: Your face. It's all youth, all beauty. M: What is it you still don't get? R: You know when I left you this afternoon I couldn't remember what you looked like, not for the life of me. I thought, was she pretty? Was she ugly? What was she like, I couldn't remember. I simply had to get to that theater tonight to see what you looked like. M: And do you think you'll remember me now? R: I think so. I think so, for the rest of my life. M: But, what is it about me you still don't get? Speaker: Ladies and gentlemen, we now come to the last dance of the evening, I hope you will enjoy"The Farewell Waltz". R: I'll tell you later. Let's dance now. M: What does it mean, these candles? R: You'll find out. Now the night is deep, they are on the way back to Myra's residence. R: I'll write to you. Will you answer? M: Of course. R: Wonderful evening, wasn't it? M: Yes, thank you very much. R: When I come back, we'll go there again. M: Yes. R: It'll be our place. That's where we'll always recapture this evening. Do you think we'll ever see each other again? M: I think it's doubtful, don't you? R: Yes, I suppose it is. M: What was it that you started to tell me in the restaurant that you didn't understand about me? R: No use going into it now. M: No but, tell me, please, I'd like to know. R: Well, it struck me as curious ever since I met you, you know, from that very early moment ages ago…that you're so young, so lovely and so…defeatist…I mean you, you don't seem to expect much from life. M: Well, aren't I, right? For instance I met you, I liked you, and now so soon we have to part, and perhaps we will never see each other again. R: You can conceive that than, our never seeing each other again? M: Yes, I can. R: This where you live? M: Yes. R: Nothing to do about it, is there? M: Nothing, except to say good-bye. R: I suppose so. M: Good-bye. R: Good-bye, Myra dear. M: Good-bye, Roy. R: Keep well. M: Yes you too, keep well. R: Nothing can happen to me. Your lucky charm will see to that. M: I hope it will, I pray it will. Good-bye. R: Good-bye. Please leave me first. M: All right.
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