Stromboli (1950)
Ingrid Bergman: Karen
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Quotes
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Karin : [Last lines] God... my God... help me! Give me the strength... the understanding... and the courage. God, God, God, oh my God, merciful God... God, God, God!
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Karin : Oh, it's you. What's the matter? Are you sick?
The Man from the Lighthouse : No, just malaria.
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Karin : No! I can't go back. I can't. They are horrible. It was all horrible. They don't know what they are doing. I am even worse.
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The Priest : Those who have gone away help those who are left behind. And I, well, I act as the middle-man.
Karin : Then try to help us, Father. I can't take a life like this. Antonio is still a boy. Yes, I love him, but he doesn't understand how a woman like me feels.
The Priest : I think he does. I know how hard he tried to get work. The fishing season has started. And the boats have full crews already. You see, there are only four boats from Stromboli. The rest come from other islands. Yet, Antonio has managed to find a place. He sacrificed his pride. He owned a boat of his own, once, you know. He has done it all for you. I know it, because I talked with him.
Karin : Yes, I suppose he's doing his best, but... can't he realize that I can't live here, and that he should take me away?
The Priest : You need money to emigrate - and a place to go.
Karin : Those who are born here, all they wanted was to leave. You can imagine how I feel here, Father, a stranger. These black rocks, this desolation, that... that 'terror.' This island drives me mad, Father. Won't you help us, please?
The Priest : You are both young. Make Antonio save his money instead of spending it. Help him. And perhaps you will be able to leave too, someday. But while you are to stay here, make a good home for yourself and for him. It will make it easier for both of you to wait. If you do this, merciful God will help you.
Karin : With me, God has *never* been merciful!
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Karin : Good morning, Rosaria, would you like to come in and see the house?
Aunt Rosaria : No.
Karin : But what is the matter? Why are you all against me? I haven't hurt anyone. Why does everyone act like this?
Aunt Rosaria : Why you do things like this? You are not modest.
Karin : But I haven't done anything wrong! It's not my fault if I'm different. I look different, I act different, and I feel different. I've tried to make the house better for me and my husband. What in the world can you be - can you have against that?
Aunt Rosaria : You have no modesty.
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Karin : This is a ghost island! Nobody lives here!
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The Priest : San Bartolo, our patron saint, will bless you. It was San Bartolo who stopped the lava and the fire up there with his hands and saved our homes. You will be happy here, won't you? This is your home now.
Antonio : Grazie a Padre.
Karin : Good-bye, Father.
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Karin : I am your wife. And this is your home, but, I'm not like you. You slept very well last night, huh? But, I didn't sleep. I'm different. I'm very different from you. I belong to another class. I can't live like this in this filth! This is no life for civilized people. Keep on counting your nineteen thousand liras. You need much more for a woman like me.
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Karin : Money, money, money! You need much more money for a woman like me!
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Karin : I am your wife. And this is your home. But, I have to live in it too and I'm not an animal.
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Karin : I want to get out! I want to get out! I want to get out!
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Old Man #1 : Volcano is a very dangerous. Sometime blow up and a lot of stones go up and come down right in floor and make big hole and burn everything. Like in 1944.
Karin : Why did you leave America?
Old Man #1 : I leave America. America's good for young fellows. I am old man and I come back to Stromboli.
Old Man #2 : This fellow too old and stupid in the head. I don't want to die here. I want to go back over to my son in Brooklyn. And he saves money for my trip. I am going back in Brooklyn in about ten years.
Karin : How old are you?
Old Man #2 : Seventy.
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Karin : Do me a favor and take me to the woman who has a sewing machine. The one who fixed the curtains for me. I'd like her to help me with the my new dress. It will be easier to wait if I have something to do.
Old Man #1 : That woman is not so good. Her reputation is a cosi-cosi.
Karin : Ha-ha. I don't care if her reputation is cosi-cosi. I'm old enough to take care of myself.
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Karin : Oh, I am so ashamed, Father. I may have done wrong. But, all I want now is a little happiness. Where I was born we had a nice home. We lost everything in the war. I met a man, an officer, in the invading army. He seemed more human than the rest. He was young and always gay. I was trapped, like all the rest. I-I have sinned, but, I've paid. You're a sensitive, experienced man.
The Priest : I am only a poor priest.
Karin : But, I can be frank with you. I couldn't with Antonio. You are the one man who can give me comfort.
The Priest : I'm no more than the parish priest of a little community of fishermen.
Karin : But, your human qualities, I can see.
The Priest : I am a priest! And I can only assist you during confession or to prayer.
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Karin : You're not going to keep me here, are you? Its no use looking at me that way. It won't do you any good. Nothing can keep me here!
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Karin : Oh, God. Oh, God. What mystery, what beauty.
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The Priest : With a little time and patience, everything will be all right.
Karin : Everything? You mean this island and the volcano too?
The Priest : No, I mean your home and you.
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The Priest : I was wondering how you're getting along.
Karin : You can see for yourself. I stay out here. My house is filled with little old men who speak about America all the time.
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Antonio : My partners got more money than me. They took advantage of me. Because you are different. They know I have to take care of you. They know I cannot get a better job. They give me a smaller share. But, I will work more for you. I will work more for you.
Karin : Don't worry about it. We will manage.
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The Priest : Antonio is a good, simple boy. In all his life, his only experience has been his military service.
Karin : Yes, I understand him too, Father, but who understands me? You are the only man here who can understand, perhaps. Please advise me. Help me. I'm going mad. I'm so unhappy, Father. I suffer, believe me.
The Priest : You must have courage. I told you, you're both young.
Karin : Must I waste my youth here? It's inhuman. I can't go on.
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Karin : Look.
Antonio : You change everything. The pictures?
Karin : Yes, the pictures of your family, I put them away.
Antonio : Madonna?
Karin : The Madonna, too.
Antonio : I Mama put the Madonna there.
Karin : All right. I didn't throw it away. I just moved it. Look here.
Antonio : A tree - in the house?
Karin : Yes. You don't like it.
Antonio : Yes. Maybe.
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Karin : You don't know about me. You don't know my past. I - I've been lost. I've sinned. I've chased after illusions and adventures - as if an evil force were in back of me. Now I realize how wrong I've been and I - I want to make something out of my life, but this is too much. You - you can't go from one extreme to another.
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Karin : My husband is jealous. He's a brute. He's jealous of you. Remember the night you had malaria and I came to the house to have a dress made? He made a terrible scene. And afterwards, when he found out I'd met again. Remember when you fished the octopus? He beat me - like a beast. I can't stand it anymore. I want to go away, but I can't - without help.
