Scene Thirty-Two - Love 2

CLIFTON : Have you seen Katharine?

ALMÁSY (taken aback) : What?

CLIFTON : It's Geoffrey under here.

ALMÁSY : Oh, no, I haven't, sorry.

KATHARINE (poking at his costume) : Oh Geoffrey, you do so love a disguise.

CLIFTON : I do so love you.
(he kisses her head)
What do you smell of?

KATHARINE (horrified) : What?

CLIFTON : Marzipan! I think you've got marzipan in your hair. No wonder you're homesick.

Katharine is in bed. Almásy has just put A RECORD on. It's the folk song heard at the beginning of the film. He slips back under the covers. Their clothes are scattered around the room. He lies over a happy Katharine. She listens.

KATHARINE : This is--what is this?

ALMÁSY : It's a folk song.

KATHARINE : Arabic?

ALMÁSY : No, no, it's Hungarian. My daijka sang it to me when I was a child in Budapest.

KATHARINE (as they listen) : It's beautiful. What's it about?

ALMÁSY (as if interpreting) : Szerelem means love ...

And then one day he falls under the spell of a mysterious English woman--a harpy-who beats him and hits him and he becomes her slave and sews her clothes and worships the hem of her-

Katharine had thought for a few seconds he was serious, then she catches on and starts to beat him.

ALMÁSY (laughing) : Ouch! See-you're always beating me ...!