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Count Laszlo de Almcy: Why are people always so happy when they collide with one from the same place? What happened in Montreal when you passed a man in the street? Did you invite him to live with you?
Hana: He needn't disturb you.
Count Laszlo de Almcy: He can't. I'm already disturbed.
Hana: There's a war. Where you come from becomes important.
Count Laszlo de Almcy: Why? I hate that idea.
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Count Laszlo de Almcy: So yes, she died because of me. Because I loved her. Because I... Because I had the wrong name.
Hana: And you never got back to the cave?
Count Laszlo de Almcy: I did get back. I kept my promise. I was assisted by the Germans. There was a... a trade. I had our expedition maps. And after the British made me their enemy, I gave their enemy our maps. So l got back to the desert...and to Katharine...in Madox's English plane... with German gasoline. When l arrived in ltaly, on my medical chart they wrote: ''English Patient.'' Isn't that funny? After all that I became English.
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