Terminal Station (1953)

Jennifer Jones: Mary Forbes

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Quotes 

• 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?

• 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!

• Mary Forbes : [writing a letter]  Giovanni darling -- A few minutes ago I came to the door of your apartment. Beyond that door you waited for me - you and a happiness I have never known. But I am running away - for I could not take those last steps toward you. Try to understand. Try to forgive. Goodbye, my dearest. I am heartsick, but...

  [crumples up the letter emotionally] 

• 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.

• Bit part : [referring to his pregnant wife as he exits the first aid room with Mary]  She good wife, good mother. Always... always for family, never for her.

  Mary Forbes : [contemplating his remark and paralleling it to her own situation]  Yes, she's wonderful. Goodbye.

• 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...

• [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']