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How long were we apart...
A month, a week, a day?
To feel your touch again...
You've never been away...
(Lights up on the courtyard where
Giorgio is met by the Doctor.)
Captain Bachetti, what are you doing here?
You're supposed to be in Milan.
I decided to forgo my sick leave.
Has Signora Fosca brought you to this?
Not at all. This was my decision.
Don't you see what she's doing to you? To your mental state?
That woman can be insidious.
Then why did you bring her into my life?
I thought it would help her. I thought it would bring her
some small degree of happiness... I had no intention for
it to turn to this. Honestly, I didn't. I apologize.
Excuse me, I have things to do.
Captain Bachetti, you seem to forget that I am your superior.
You can't decide to forgo a sick leave just like that. Come on,
my boy. Christmas is just a few days. Don't be foolish, go to
Milan. Take the time you need to be yourself again.
I intend to spend Christmas here. Thank you.
You don't seem to understand, Captain. I can see to it that you
are transferred permanently. If I send a dispatch to headquarters,
you'll be ordered to leave.
No! I don't wish to be transferred!
Why are you behaving this way?
I feel it my duty to help her.
Don't you understand? No one can help her. Good day.