:08:02
I don't know.
:08:04
Somehow, I finally decided not to.
:08:06
What's your thesis on?
:08:08
English. Emily Dickinson.
:08:10
The 1 9th-century American poet.
:08:13
A fantastic woman.
An old maid like me.
:08:16
Here we are!
Jor!
:08:20
Good dog!
:08:26
Beautiful,
but maybe a bit silly?
:08:29
Perhaps.
What do you care?
:08:31
Oh, me...
:08:34
I've always liked women
of Gladys' type.
:08:36
Beautiful, stupid,
and sufficiently--
:08:39
Whorish.
:08:42
Do you like Ferrara?
:08:44
It's not nearly as dead
as you told me it was.
:08:48
It's lively.
Lots of interesting people.
:08:51
Especially among the proletariat...
:08:53
in the so-called working class.
:08:56
But the middle class
I don't care for.
:08:59
They're all of them
more or less Fascists.
:09:02
Except for you Jews...
:09:04
understandably...
:09:06
considering--
:09:08
But at least the workers
at my place...
:09:11
are almost all antifascist.
:09:16
This is nice...
:09:18
but to think
of being here forever--
:09:20
You never go out anymore?
:09:22
No, never.
Anyway, where would I go?
:09:26
If it were possible to pick the faces
one met on the street...
:09:31
I would go out.
:09:34
But whenever I did go out...
:09:37
I always felt
I was being spied on...
:09:40
envied.
:09:42
Whereas here
you pick the faces.
:09:44
Is that what you mean?
:09:46
Not exactly.
:09:49
There are never many of us here.
:09:51
I never feel attacked.
:09:55
I know what you think:
that I have no zest for life.