Roy: Are you glad to see me again?

Myra: Yes.

Roy: I sense a reservation.

Myra: Well, I suppose there is one.

Roy: What? Why?

Myra: What’s the good of it?

Roy: You’re a strange girl, aren’t you? What’s the good of anything? What’s the good of living?

Myra: That’s a question too.

Roy: Oh, now wait a minute. I’m not going to let you get away with that. The wonderful things about living is that, this sort of thing can happen. In the shadow of a death raid, I can meet you and feel more intensely alive than walking around in peacetime and taking my life for granted. I still don’t get it, not quite.

Myra: What?

Roy: Your face. It’s all youth, all beauty.

Myra: What is it you still don’t get?

Roy: You know, when I left you this afternoon, I couldn’t remember what you looked like, not for the life for me. I thought, was she pretty? Was she ugly? What was she like? I couldn’t remember. I simply had to get to that theater tonight to see what she looked like.

Myra: Do you think you will remember me now?

Roy: I think so, I think so, for the rest of my life.

Myra: But what is it about me you still don’t get?

Man: Ladies and gentlemen, we now come to the last dance of the evening. I hope you enjoy the farewell waltz.

Roy: I’ll tell you later. Let’s dance now.

Myra: What does it mean, these candles?

Roy: You’ll find out.

譯文：

夢斷藍橋

洛伊：很高興再見到我嗎?

瑪拉：是的。

洛伊：我感到你有保留。

瑪拉：我想是有的。

洛伊：那是什么?為什么?

瑪拉：有什么好處呢?

洛伊：你是個奇怪的女孩，是不是?有什么好?對生活什么是好的?

瑪拉：這也是個問題。

洛伊：不，等一下。我不會讓你那么想。生活中美好的事就是會發生這種事情。在空襲的陰影下我遇見了你，這比和平時代到處閑逛，視生命為理所當然要好得多，覺得更充實。我仍不明白。

瑪拉：什么?

洛伊：你的臉真年輕，真美。

瑪拉：你仍不明白什么。

洛伊：今天下午我離開你時，我記不起你的長相，這輩子也不會記得。我想，她美嗎?她丑嗎?她長得什么樣?我不記得。甚至非得到劇院去看你的長相。

瑪拉：你覺得現在記住了嗎?

洛伊：我想是的。一輩子記住。

瑪拉：你到底有什么不明白的呢?

男人：各位，現在是今晚的最后一曲。希望你們享受這個告別的華爾茲。

洛伊：待會兒告訴你，我們跳舞吧。

瑪拉：這些燭光是什么意思?

洛伊：你會明白的。