Woorden: Soundtrack Artists. First Letter.

[CLARA]
Clara ...

[GIORGIO]
Clara ...
I cried.

[CLARA]
I cried.

[BOTH]
Imagine that, a soldier who cries.

[CLARA]
I had to hide my eyes, so the others on the train
That carried me away from you would think I was asleep.

[GIORGIO]
[spoken] Music?

[DOCTOR]
[spoken] That's Signora Fosca playing.

[COLONEL]
[spoken] My cousin. I have no family and neither does she.
She is in such poor health, it's a continual worry.

[DOCTOR]
[spoken] That's her place setting, but she stays in her room most days.
Perhaps soon she'll be well enough to join us for a meal.

[RIZZOLLI]
[spoken] She eats like a sparrow.


[TORASSO]
[spoken] My apologies, sir.
The comparison has struck me as funny.
A sparrow seems to eat more than Signora Fosca. A pity it is ...

[COLONEL (to Giorgio)]
[spoken] My cousin loves to read - it's her only passion, really.
I can't find enough books for her.

[GIORGIO]
[spoken] I also love reading.
I've brought a few of my favorite books down.
Perhaps I could lend them to Signora Fosca,
though I can't promise they will appeal to her.

[COLONEL]
[spoken] Young man, she's been driven to reading military handbooks.
I've no doubt she will welcome anything in print.

[AUGENTI]
[spoken] Post arrived!

[RIZZOLLI]
[spoken] Hand it round Augenti.
Nothing for me again? It's been two weeks.

[AUGENTI]
[spoken] It smells to me as if Captain Bachetti has a letter from an admirer.