:53:01
When did you go to Rome?
What did you do in Rome?
:53:06
Think.
:53:09
Think.
:53:17
Rome...
:53:22
I remember something.
:53:25
-Fighter planes spotted us.
-You were flying?
:53:27
Transport. Medical core.
Over Rome, heading north.
:53:30
-What happened?
-They hit us.
:53:32
Caught fire, uniform burned,
bailed out.
:53:34
What else?
:53:37
I don't know. It blacks out.
:53:40
-You left the army?
-Yes.
:53:44
I probably deserted, I hated it.
:53:46
I hated killing, I can remember
that much.
:53:49
Your guilt complex was obviously
inflamed by being a soldier.
:53:53
Stop it, babbling like some
phoney King Solomon...
:53:58
half-witted devil talk
that doesn't make sense...
:54:01
if there's anything I hate
it's a smug woman.
:54:07
Darling, we're just beginning.
Don't biff too hard yet.
:54:21
I worked as Dr. Brulov's assistant
for a year after my internship...
:54:25
He got me the post at Green Manors.
You'll like Alex.
:54:28
I doubt that. One psychoanalyst
in my hair is enough.
:54:31
-What are you going to tell him?
-That we're on our honeymoon.
:54:36
Doctor, you think of the most
wonderful prescriptions.
:54:39
-Good evening, is Dr. Brulov in?
-No, he went out after dinner.
:54:43
He ought to be back soon.
:54:46
Would you tell him his
supper is on the table...
:54:48
I'm sorry, I can't wait any longer.
:54:51
And there are 2 men
waiting for him in there.