Montgomery Clift: Giovanni Doria

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Giovanni Doria

Mary Forbes: I thought you weren't Italian?
Giovanni Doria: Because my mother comes from America, doesn't make me less Italian. In this country, its the men who count. You American women are much too emancipated.

Giovanni Doria: Why did you come with me?
Mary Forbes: You didn't look very wicked. I'm not an imaginative woman. It was you. It was Rome! And I'm a housewife from Philadelphia. Well, why did you ask me?
Giovanni Doria: Because when I saw you, I knew what wanting was.

Mary Forbes: This morning, I woke up. It was scarcely dawn. I couldn't wait to see you. To hear your voice. I wandered through the streets, like a sleepwalker. It was raining and I hoped the rain would wash it away. This needing you and wanting.
Giovanni Doria: You think the rain can do that?

[last lines]
Giovanni Doria: [aboard the departing 8:30 p.m. train from Rome to Paris while heartbreakingly saying goodbye to each other for the very last time] I-I-I guess maybe I'd better be getting off.
Mary Forbes: Not yet. It'll begin soon enough, th-the wondering. All my life I'll wonder, 'Where is he; where, just this moment, just now? What is he looking at? What is he thinking? Is he well? Is he in love? Is she beautiful?'
Giovanni Doria: [referring to Mary] He is in love, and she is beautiful. Oh I'll never, never...
Mary Forbes: No!
[puts her hand up and looks away, unable to bear the emotional agony]
Railroad worker: [asking him to get off as the train begins to leave] Quick signore, si escive; signore please...
[Giovanni reluctantly goes to the door and steps off the train, stumbling to the ground]
Bit part: [helping him to his feet] Are you hurt?
Giovanni Doria: No.
[watches the train leave the station and walks away crestfallen - 'The End']

Giovanni Doria: What? Mend my clothes and cook my dinner? You wouldn't like that? Oh, I would. Don't forget, I'm an Italian too. If you didn't behave yourself...
[waves hand]
Giovanni Doria: ... I'd beat you.
Mary Forbes: [laugh nervously] Giovanni, you wouldn't... would you?
Giovanni Doria: I would. Naturally!

Giovanni Doria: [Angrily to the police] What is this - a zoo? Are we a couple of monkeys or something?

Giovanni Doria: [sitting together in the train station's cafe] You start to leave Rome after these... after these weeks, this month... after yesterday... or don't you remember yesterday? What did you say to me then?
Mary Forbes: That I loved you.
[becomes emotional]
Mary Forbes: But that was cruel!
Giovanni Doria: Because it wasn't true, was it? Because you had a ticket bought and you had it in your pocket.
Mary Forbes: No!
[cautiously looks around]
Giovanni Doria: W-wh-what am I t-to you suddenly? Some, an old guidebook that you don't really want anymore?
Mary Forbes: Huh, don't really want?
[earnestly looks him in the eyes]
Mary Forbes: Then you don't know what wanting is.
Giovanni Doria: Oh don't I?

Giovanni Doria: [inquisitively] Now what?
Mary Forbes: [skittishly] I wouldn't have thought there was a chance of our running into Paul. Yet, there he was.
Giovanni Doria: [sternly] Why did you call to him?
Mary Forbes: It was just that I, I was so surprised to see him. Anyway I... I suppose we better face it: everything seems to be working against us. Uh,
[nervously extends her hand]
Mary Forbes: goodbye Giovanni.
[He angrily backhands her across the face, she yelps mortifiedly as startled onlookers watch, he runs away, and her nephew Paul concernedly rushes over to her aid]
Paul Stevens: He hit you Aunt Mary, he hit you!
Mary Forbes: [palliating the incident] No, y-you don't understand Paul.

Giovanni Doria: [tenderly clutching each other while secretly aboard an empty train at the station] Oh my darling, will you forgive me?
Mary Forbes: There's nothing to forgive, I'm the one to be forgiven.
Giovanni Doria: I want you to be happy, that's all I want. I'll let you go, I'll never see you again; but I want you to be happy!

Mary Forbes: [tenderly holding each other while secretly aboard an empty train at the station] I could fall asleep - the warmth of you near me, the sound of your heart saying...
Giovanni Doria: Saying what?
Mary Forbes: [smiles] Together... together...