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音楽家として、また法人としての国際コミュニケーションのために

「ローマの休日」05 深夜の出会い

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ANN [sounding drunk because of the drug's effect] Sooooo happy.

[Joe stops, turning round to look at her. Interrupting, as Joe

almost walks on] How are you this evening? [She stirs on the

bench, luxuriously] Mmmmmmmmm.... hmmmmm.... mmmmmmmmmmm..."

 

JOE [rushing over to prevent her from falling off] Hey! hey, hey,

hey. [Turning her on her back] Hey, wake up!

 

ANN. Thank you very much, delighted.

 

JOE. Wake up.

 

ANN. No, thank you. [Raising her gloved hand to him] Charmed.

 

JOE [tentatively, shaking her hand] Charmed too.

 

ANN [after a pause] You may sit down.

 

JOE. I think you better sit up; much too young to get picked up

by the police.

 

ANN [as he straightens her] Police?

 

JOE. Yep, po-lice.

 

ANN. Two-fifteen and back here to change. Two forty-five...[she

wavers slightly, not fully awake].

 

JOE [putting a foot up on the bench] You know: people who can't

handle liquor shouldn't drink it.

 

ANN [she looks up at him] If I were dead and buried and I heard

your voice beneath the sod my heart of dust would still rejoice.

Do you know that poem?

 

JOE. Huh, what do you know? [Sitting down] You're well-read,

well-dressed; you're snoozing away in a public street. Would you

care to make a statement?

 

ANN. What the world needs is a return to sweetness and decency in

the souls of its young men and-[unable to support it, her head

falls on his shoulder] mmmmmhhhhhhhhmmmmm.....

 

JOE [he takes his money from his breast pocket and puts it into

his trouser one] Yeah, I er, couldn't agree with you more, but

erm-[hears a car approaches and whistles. A taxi pulls up. Joe

gets up, pats her on the shoulder]. Get yourself some coffee;

you'll be alright. [He goes over to the cab, looks back to see

her lying back down. The driver notices too and looks away

innocently when he sees Joe looking at him. Joe goes back over to

Ann, trying to stir her] Look: you take the cab.

 

ANN [without stirring] Mmmmm. Joe looks back at the driver who

rests his arm against the window, impatiently.

 

JOE. Come on; [takes her up by the arm] climb in the cab and go

home.

 

ANN [as she drags herself to her feet, helped by Joe]

Mmmmm...mmmmmm, so happy.

 

JOE. You got any money?

 

ANN. Never carry money.

 

JOE. That's a bad habit.

 

ANN. Mm.

 

JOE. Alright, I'll drop you off; come on. [He leads her to the

taxi].

 

ANN [brightly; noticing it for the first time] It's a taxi!

 

JOE. Well, it's not the superchief. [He follows her into the

cab].

 

CAB DRIVER [says something in Italian] Where are we going?

JOE [to Ann] Where do you live?

 

ANN. Mmmmmm? [Closing her eyes] Colliseum.

 

JOE. Now, come on, you're not that drunk.

 

ANN [laughing] If you're so smart I'm not drunk at all. I'm just

being [her head falls against his chest] verrrrry haaaappy......

 

JOE. Hey, now, don't fall asleep again.

 

CAB DRIVER [first speaks something in Italian] Where are we- we

going? [Joe says something in Italian, impatiently.] Ok. [Turns

back around].

 

JOE. Look, now where do you wanna to go? Hmmm? Where shall I take

you? [Holding her jaw, shaking her head; Ann moans in annoyance]

Where do- where do- where do you live? Huh? huh? Come on. Come

on, [lightly slapping her face with his hand] where do you live?

[The driver looks back, unimpressed] Come on, where do you live?!

 

ANN [mumbling, half-asleep] I....ohhhhh....Colliseum.

 

JOE [hopelessy; to the cab driver] She lives in the Colliseum.

 

CAB DRIVER [shakes his head] It's wrong address. Now look, senor:

for me it is very late tonight ... [some Italian] ... wife ...

[more Italian] ... I have three bambinos-three bambinos, you

know, bambino? [he pretends to cry like a small child] My- my

taxi go home, I- I go home er to- together. Senor-.

 

JOE [giving up, sitting back] Villa Marguta, fifty-one.

 

CAB DRIVER [pleased, finally] Villa Marguta, fifty-one. [Pleased]

Oh, [some Italian]! The taxi drives off. The cab arrives outside

the address.

 

CAB DRIVER. Yes, Villa Marguta fifty-one. [some Italian] I am

very happy. [Joe looks grimly at Ann, asleep beside him] Thousand

lira [some Italian]. Joe responds in Italian. He reaches into

his breast pocket then, remembering, his trouser one and gives

the driver the money].

 

CAB DRIVER. One, two, three, four mila*. [Gives him back some].

 

JOE. Ok. [Says something in Italian then gives him back the

money. The driver thanks him in Italian]. Ok, ok. Now look: take

a little bit of that;

お願いがあるんだが・・

take her wherever she wants to go. [The

cabbie thinks for a moment, unsure] Hmmm? Capito? Capito. [Some

Italian. The driver nods and they say goodbye to each other. The

driver takes one look at Ann sitting asleep and quickly calls out

to Joe as he leaves].

 

CAB DRIVER. Oh- no, no; moment, moment, moment! No, no, no [the

cabbie pulls him over by the arm] (JOE. Alright). No, no, no.

 

JOE [leaning down to the window] Alright, alright; look: as soon

as she wakes up, see? she tell you where she want to go. Ok.

 

CAB DRIVER. Moment, moment: my taxi not for sleep; my taxi-no

sleep. You understand? you understand?

 

JOE. Look, look, pal: this is not my problem, see? I never see

her before. Huh? Ok.

 

CAB DRIVER. It's not your problem, it's not my problem. What you

want: you don't want girl, yeah? Me don't want girl-. Police:

maybe she want girl.

 

JOE [he relents] Stay calmo, stay calmo, ok, ok, ok. [some

Italian, reassuring him as he opens the cab door and drags Ann

out].

 

Joe walks up the steps, followed by Ann, head down barely able

to keep awake. He arrives at the front door. As he stops, leaning

forward to open it, Ann rests her head on his shoulder. Before

going through he straightens causing her to stand up, balancing

herself, and then goes through; Ann follows. He shuts the door

behind her, taking her by the hand up the steps. Without thinking

she walks around the outside of the small spiral stairwell

instead of following him up so Joe turns her around with his

hand, leaning over the railing from above (ANN [blissfully

unaware as he leads her around] So happy.), and leads her back

around to the bottom of the steps (ANN. So happy.) and up the

right way. She staggers up steps after him, stopping by a door

as Joe goes to unlock his one a few steps up. In her stupor, she

raises her hand and is about to knock on the neighbour's door

when Joe sees her, running over to catch her hand just in time.

He leads her to the door and unlocks it. He goes in and turns on

the light.