A CORRIDOR. Almásy appears and almost immediately collides with the man dressed as SANTA CLAUS.
CLIFTON : Have you seen Katharine?
ALMÁSY (taken aback) : What?
CLIFTON : It's Geoffrey under here.
ALMÁSY : Oh, no, I haven't, sorry.
INT. SIDE ROOM IN AMBASSADOR'S RESIDENCE. DAY
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.
INT. ALMÁSY'S ROOMS. LATE DAY
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 ...!
KATHARINE : You , I was believing you!