All language subtitles for Stealing Beauty 1996.eng+10000

♪ Didn't see ♪

♪ I had no idea,
I never heard it before ♪

♪ And instead
why don't I, yeah ♪

♪ Why don't I ♪

♪ It's not a question
of love, yeah ♪

♪ You used to be
my favorite toy ♪

♪ But what happened ♪

♪ To my ♪

♪ Rocket boy ♪

♪ Rocket boy ♪

♪ Where are you
gonna land? ♪

♪ I said
don't, don't stop it ♪

♪ Don't, don't stop it ♪

♪ How we all understand ♪

Ciao.

♪ You used to be
my pride and joy ♪

♪ Now you're just my rocket ♪

♪ Rocket boy ♪

♪ Rocket boy ♪

♪ Rocket boy ♪

♪ Where are you
gonna land? ♪

♪ I said
don't, don't stop it ♪

♪ Don't, don't stop it ♪

♪ How we all understand ♪

♪ You used to be
my pride and joy ♪

♪ Now you're just my rocket ♪

♪ My rocket boy ♪

Thank you.

What are you doing?

What?

I was on the plane
with you.

Shit.

This is for you.

♪ Profit 6 ♪

♪ 0, 0, 9, 1 ♪

♪ This is the flight number
of our galactic sun ♪

♪ Profit 6 ♪

♪ 0, 0, 9, 1 ♪

♪ If always dogged ♪

♪ You should know ♪

♪ That you're
not the only one ♪

♪ Who can hurt me... ♪

Hello.

Hello.

Is anybody here?

Diana.

Diana?

Mmm.

Hi.

Lucy.

Oh, Lucy.

We were waiting
for you to call.

I got a cab.

Come on in.

Ian, wake up!
Lucy's here!

I can't get over
how grown-up you look.

I hope so,
after 4 years.

Is Christopher here?

Well, he was supposed
to turn up yesterday

for my birthday,

but he's still floating
somewhere around Turkey

with his friend Niccoló.

Niccoló Donati.

Do you remember him?

Yeah.

Lucy. Welcome.

Welcome.

Welcome.

Hi. How are you?

I remember
all of this exactly,

just from one week.

The bees.

You don't bother them,
they won't bother you.

See? We fixed up
the old hay barn.

Only took us 20 years.

When we came here first,
there was nothing--

No water,
no electricity.

Cost us
every penny we had

just to buy the place.

So why'd you
move here, then?

Work.

There's a great tradition
of art in these hills.

In the room next door,

you've got Alex Parrish,
old friend of ours.

He knew your mother, too.

The writer?

Been very sick.

Distressing for everyone.

I hope you're patient

Because...
I fumble along a bit.

You'll help?

How?

Let me look at you.

Not all the time,
I hope.

You won't even be aware.

So get settled in.
Have a swim.

We eat at sunset, but...

come up before.

Is this your slipper?

I suppose so.

Do I know you?

I'm Lucy.

I am Guillaume.

Enchante.

Here for a visit?

Ian's doing
my portrait.

It's really
just an excuse

for my father
to send me to Italy

as a present.

Hey,
where is Signor Bruno?

I have a dream
to tell him.

Hey, you forgot
your slipper.

Oh! Merci,
mademoiselle!

I'm going to go
for a swim. Bye.

Merci.

Jesus. I thought
you were drowning.

I was wondering
whether I was going

to have to haul you
out or not.

You're Miranda.

You were here before,
weren't you?

4 Years ago.

Your brother was here,
not you.

Well, I don't
really live here,

but we come every year

for mummy's birthday
to console her.

Christopher's
so distracted,

he couldn't quite
find his way

out of Turkey.

With Niccoló.

Do you know
Niccoló?

From--from last time.

You don't smoke
by any miracle, do you?

Not really.

Richard freaks out
when I smoke.

When are they
coming back?

Who?

Your brother.

Who knows?
They said--

Richard!

Hi, babe.

Oh, and this is...
You know, uh, Harmon's...

Mummy's friend's daughter.

Lucy.

Lucy.

Oh, my god.

You're Sarah Harmon's
daughter.

Your mother
was a great poet.

I'm, uh, Richard Reid.

Really, really honored
to meet you.

It's my mother,
not me.

Yeah, but she made me
want to be a poet.

I mean, I think
it would be great,

you know, just to
sit around all day

and...express yourself.

Richard, I never knew
you wrote poetry.

Well, honey,
I never did.

I don't have
a creative bone in my body.

But I did become
an entertainment lawyer

so that I could be
around creative people,

like Miranda.

I design jewelry.

I apprentice with
this real asshole in New York.

But he's a genius.

Is this yours?

Yes, but that's old shit.

You going in?

How is it in there,
Lucy?

Quiet as a tomb.

What?

No, I'm losing your voice.

You sound like you're
at the bottom of the sea.

Ah, ah, ah,
listen to this.

Who was on the phone?

Miranda? Who was
on the phone?

Christopher.

what did he say?

They're not
coming back.

What, never?

Well, I don't know.

They--they missed
a connection or something.

I couldn't hear.

Those naughty boys.

I bet they're being
very naughty.

I'm sure they've gone
beyond naughty by now.

Noemi writes
a lonely hearts column

called Ditelo a Noemi,
"tell Noemi."

Ha ha ha!

Has quite a following.
Oh, here it is.

I have a picture
of mom in this dress.

She said after
she got married,

she was going to be
fat and happy

and had no more
use for it.

Of course, she never
gained an ounce.

Slip it on.

You could wear it
to the Donatis' party.

They give a lovely one
every summer.

You could be Sarah
20 years ago

coming to help us
fix up this place.

She helped you
fix this place up?

Well, with a lot
of hash breaks.

I think it's
a little long.

Why don't you
get up here,

and I'll pin it.

Your mother needed
to risk things.

I admired
the recklessness in her.

It was so not me.
I thought it brave.

I couldn't live
the way she did.

I'm not the type.
Neither is Ian.

Do you know...

I think we've been
faithful to each other

For 20 years.

Can you believe that?

Yes.

Most people can't.

♪ I'll be seeing you ♪

♪ In every lovely summer day ♪

Very strange,
that father of hers.

He's never cared
about my work.

He hated the portrait
I did of Sarah.

Why does he suddenly
want Lucy to come here?

Maybe it was Lucy
who wanted to come.

Now she's here, stranded
with us old fogies.

Speak for yourself.

I'm sure she'd rather
be out chasing boys

around on a beach
somewhere.

Seemed rather
serious to me.

Being chased...
19 is all about boys.

You know, I caught her

looking at a picture
of Christopher.

Christopher?

Why not? She's 19.

Not sleepy?

No. Not at all.

Have to finish
Daisy's dress.

I must switch off
all the lights.

I'll try not
to wake you up

when I get in.

Come here.

Good-night kiss?

Another one?

You were 19 once,
I suppose,

weren't you?

I suppose
I must have been.

Yes?

Excuse me, but you
wouldn't happen to have

any more of that exotic brand
of cigarette I can smell,

would you?

Hi.

It's not my best play.

I really liked it.

It's the one
they'll remember me for.

I'm not contagious,
you know.

I always smoke this way
with other people.

One doctor even
gave me three months.

One said a week
or two, depending.

According to the third,

I should be dead
as we speak.

I tend to...

think of the first doctor
as being the wisest.

That's terrible.

You're not one
of those moralistic

young people, are you?

What do you mean?

I mean sex.

Do you disapprove
of sex?

No.

Nothing more transporting,
I seem to remember...

Except perhaps
good grass.

I wouldn't
really know.

I haven't really
had it that much.

Grass?

No. Sex.

Hmm?

You mean you never
slept with anybody?

No.

A beautiful girl
like you?

Well...

Do you remember
my mother

having a pair
of green sandals?

Sandals?

I think so.
She could have.

She wore
wonderful clothes.

Excuse me.

She was
the best-dressed poet.

Writing transporting
little...

verses in between
fashion shoots and...

Why?

Why have you never
wanted to sleep with anyone?

It's not that I

haven't wanted
to sleep with anyone.

Hmm?

Tell me.

It's not as if I'm going
to know for very long.

There was this one guy
that I really liked.

I met him in the summer
when I was 15.

Mm-hmm.

He was the first person
I really kissed...

and, um, we wrote
each other for a while.

There was this
one letter about, um,

him having an animal

prowling
through his heart,

and I memorized
the whole thing.

But then after a while,
they just stopped.

And then your mum died,
and everything stopped.

Hmm?

It's not because
of my mother.

Her death has nothing
to do with it.

It's easier
to stay alone.

Lucy, Lucy, Lucy.

You can't have decided
that at your age.

I haven't decided.

You're in need
of a ravisher.

I'm waiting.

Lucy, Lucy, Lucy--

Would you stop
saying that?

You're scared.

What is it
you're scared of?

There's something else,
isn't there?

I can see.
You seem to be...

Stoned.

I'm going to bed.

Don't forget this.

Thank you.

Sweet dreams.

Well, look who's
up and about.

I had a great night.

You met Lucy.

Oh...She's irresistible.

I'm mad about her.

Now, what's
that smile about?

What smile?

Now, come on.
Tell.

Mm-hmm.

Well...

We just...talked.

What did she tell you?

I have a feeling...

not as much as she
might have done.

Oh, come on.

No, no, no.
You can't keep a secret.

Of course I can.

Really?

What's going on?

Nothing's going on.

Noemi, what would you
tell your readers

about a man who dangles
a secret in front of you?

I wasn't dangling it.

Yes, you were.

No, I was not.

He wants to tell it.

we're going to have

to find Lucy
some friends

so she doesn't get bored
with all us old people.

Are we
that old already?

Good morning.

Hi.

Sorry. My time's
all screwed up.

Want some coffee?

Please.

Have some bread.

Do you take milk?

Yeah. Oh, hey!
Uh, no, it's fine.

Um, what time
is it there?

Do you take sugar?

What about Filippo Castellini
as Lucy's boyfriend?

Okay, Miranda.

Terrible flirt.

What about
Harry Fenimore Jones?

No. Too perverse
for an American girl.

Would you pass
the sugar, Noemi?

Ben Cartaclay.
Cartaclay would love Lucy.

Basta!

Thank you. I feel
like a classified ad.

Do you hear that?

Come and see what
we have to put up with.

All right? Yeah.
Talk to you later. Bye-bye.

What is that?

They're building
a television mast.

To brainwash
the Italian electorate.

You don't like it

because it messes up
your view.

Daisy!

My little piglet.
How was Camilla's?

Again?

Hi, Daisy.

Do you remember Lucy?

You were 4
when she was last here.

Hi.

Hmm. What's that?

It's called a scarab.
It's kind of like a beetle.

It's good luck.

Come.

Okay.

Well,
thank you for being

so fucking helpful.

Miranda,
you wouldn't stop.

Me! It wasn't just me!

Oh, she's searching
for something

with those long hands
she can barely control

and...curiosity.

A little bit
frightened.

It reminds me so much
of me somehow.

You know, I kissed
someone here once.

Did he touch tongues?

Uh-huh.

Miranda likes
to kiss boys.

She'll kiss Richard,
and before that,

she kissed Matthew
and Johnny

and Niccoló
and David.

She used
to kiss Niccoló?

Yeah,
at the fireworks.

Do you know a man
named Carlo Lisca?

Yes.
He lives near Caorle.

Why do you know him?

Mama used to get
letters from him.

What's he like?

He's a very good
war correspondent...

But I think...

seeing so much death
and blood and...

horror has made him
a little peculiar.

Well, I'll ask him over.
You can meet him.

Do you remember her
being in love

with a man here?

You mean Carlo?

I don't know.

There was...

this thing that
she wrote about.

Really?

What did she write?

Lucy, I think
the time has come.

Off you go.

He's gone
to the studio.

You know, he hasn't
worked at night

for years.

But there's a virgin
in the house.

It's cool in here.

My father
never came here.

No.

I never met him.

He's small.
I'm 5 inches taller.

Really?

Maybe if you could
concentrate on...

on that horse's leg,
for instance.

Might help you
to keep still.

Oh, but I see how
you're different

from your mother.

You have a sort
of joy in your eyes.

H-h-have you ever
eaten olive leaves?

No. Olive leaves
are inedible.

Disgusting.

Why'd you ask me that?

Just asking.

I can feel the night
behind me.

You see why
we love it here.

There's one thing
I miss, though--

The Grevediggers.

The best pub in Dublin.

I think we've done
enough for tonight.

You've been
very patient.

Good night.

I love
to fuck pumpkin.

Oh, I love to fuck
my little pumpkin.

I love
to fuck pumpkin.

I love to fuck
my little pumpkin.

Oh, I'm fucking,
pumpkin.

Oh, Poop is fucking pumpkin.

I'm your daddy, baby.

That's good, baby.

Oh, yeah!
You like it, baby?

Yes!

Tell me you like it.
Oh!

Yes! Yes! Yes!
Yes! Yes! Yes!

No! No! No! No! No! No!
Yes! No! No!

No! Shh! Shh!

Where's he going?

Shh! Don't wake him.

You must never
disturb sleepwalkers.

Ha ha ha!

Here comes
the Marquis de Saab.

Noemi. Michele.

Carlo!

Carlo Lisca,
Monsieur Guillaume.

Come on and play!
Come on!

Is that
Sarah's daughter?

Mmm. Lucy.

Aah!

Richard, sweetheart,

we're going to go
have a swim.

All right. Just
a second, babe.

Hey! You get
back here!

Whoo-hoo! Ya-hoo!

Ha ha ha!

You get back here,
young lady!

Aah!

I'm right here.

Richard, are you coming
or not?

Stop it!

You Carlo?

Yes.

My mother used to mark
a star on her calendar

every time she got
a letter from you.

I was very fond
of your mother.

We had many jokes
together.

She appeared
the delicate woman,

but she loved
to act vulgar.

That's not
what I remember.

I remember her

sitting awake all night
in the dark

smoking cigarettes

and listening
to jazz records.

Everyone has dark moods.

Do you?

Only when
I am away from war.

Around war, I am
as light as a souffle.

You ever killed
a viper?

Of course. I grew up
in the country.

Did you ever
meet my father?

It's not what you think.

We had only
one night together.

That's all.

Only one night?

We were friends.

Lucy?

See you later.

No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no.

I don't think
he's the one.

Not for you.

Not for my Lucy
in the sky.

Actually, I like him.

You do?

There's something
familiar about him.

My illusion's shattered.

Come.

Let us
bring up the rear...

Like Turgenev's
poor Rakitin.

Oh, look.

Oh, god.

What?

I can't bear it.
It's too unnatural.

Come on.

They're not
going to bite you.

I felt I was being
interviewed by Lucy.

She's curious
about you. She's so sweet.

Can you imagine Sarah
being a virgin at 19?

It's their
generation.

They are terrified
of disease.

What about Christopher
as your boyfriend?

Who told you that?

That's what Mommy
told Noemi.

Oh, hello.

Christopher!

Crazy Daisy.

Piglet.

Piglet.

Hey.

Here.
The Turkish flag.

I remember you.
Lucy.

Hi.

Sorry. Did I
interrupt you?

This is the last time
I carry your bag.

Hello.

Don't tell me
you've forgotten Lucy.

Lucy Harmon.

Lucy?

Lucy.

Of course, it's you.

Osvaldo.

Yes. I remember her.

Come to dinner
tonight.

I'll get mum to call.

Good.

So I'll see you
very, very soon.

♪ I don't need
the surface of things ♪

♪ To tell me ♪

♪ No, I just know ♪

♪ You can rest easy ♪

♪ Your beauty
is clear to me ♪

♪ You won't fall ♪

♪ You won't fall ♪

Dinnertime.

Do you think she's
still angry with me?

Darling, I don't think
she's giving you

too much thought.

Come on.

♪ When I went to school ♪

♪ In Olympia ♪

♪ It never was the same ♪

♪ It's so you ♪

♪ In Olympia
ya ya ya ♪

♪ Ya ya ya ♪

♪ It never was the same ♪

♪ We look the same ♪

♪ We talk the same ♪

♪ Yeah yeah yeah ♪

♪ We even fuck the same ♪

♪ Well I went to school ♪

♪ In Olympia
ya ya ya ♪

♪ Don't you please ♪

♪ Make me real,
come on ♪

♪ Make me sick,
come on ♪

♪ Make me real ♪

Ah, Chiarella.

Buona sera.

Chiarella Donati,
Monsieur Guillaume.

Buona sera.

But where
is Lucy?

So, Lucy Harmon, how
long are you staying,

and what do you
think of Italy,

and when are you going
to come to our house

and see how
real Italians live

and change your life
forever?

You didn't even
recognize me.

Excuse me.

I decided I had
to get rid of it one summer

Before I went back
to school.

Darling,

are you speaking
of life before me?

I ended up doing it
with the same guy

my best friend
did it with.

He was
the local... deflowerer.

Hmm.

God. Please.
Ow! Fuck!

Jesus!

Aw, shit on a stick.

Well, that's what
pot's all about.

There you go.

I wonder how
we got on this subject.

And there were girls

Queuing up
around the block

To see this guy.

We had 10 minutes
with him.

Exactly 10.
No more, no less.

God, Miranda.

I remember that guy.

Oh, he was
repulsive.

He was
creepy,
I must admit.

I don't remember
mine at all.

I was completely drunk.

It was in a car.

It was snowing.

I was 11...

tripping with
my baby-sitter.

Lucy?

What about
falling in love?

None of you even mentioned
falling in love.

There's not love.

There's only
proof of love.

And what about you,
Osvaldo?

I don't know which
is more ridiculous:

this conversation or
the silly political one

going on over there.

What about you?

No, not me.

Not you, what?

Love.

That's not
a word that I use.

That's the saddest thing
I've ever heard.

I think I miss a lot
of trouble that way.

I think I've missed
a lot of you.

Oh, my god.

I'm sorry.

That's ok.
That's ok.

You've been too far away.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Hey, Lu.

I was just wondering
if maybe, uh...

I could, um, bum a smoke.

I thought you
hated smoking.

Ah, yes, well,
don't tell Miranda.

Jesus.

Have to quit
someday, I guess.

I have never
been down here.

Huh.

Oh, so this
is, like...

the view.

I get it.

Ha ha ha.

I have a loft
in New York.

Although,
I must say,

the bathroom wasn't
completely exposed

to the entire room.

Ah,
what have we here?

You do write, huh?

Sorry.

What do you
write about?

Your fantasies?

I mean, you do
have fantasies, right?

Everybody does.

You know,
there's this exercise

that actors do

to explore
their fantasies

and to shed
their inhibitions.

Have you ever
tried that?

Giving up control?

Like what?

Like, get on
your knees.

Ha ha ha!

Right. On my knees.

I'll show you.

Okay.

You go first.

Okay.

Now...

on all fours.

You're kidding--

No talking.

Now...

Go to the mirror.

Slowly.

Open your mouth.

Tongue out.

And lick.

Good.

And lick.

Good kitty.

Rrr.

Rrr.

Lick.

Now, touch your tongue
to my tongue

for the ultimate
connection.

Um, Lucy,
I was just wondering--

Oh, Richard.

Hi, sweetie.

Wh-what's going on?

Uh, well,
we were just, uh...

You know.

Wait. Wait.

Miranda!

Quite frankly,

I don't know why
you even bothered coming.

Either you're jogging
your ass off somewhere,

or you've got
your ear glued

to that bloody phone.

Plus, you reek
of aftershave.

What were you two
doing in there?

Nothing.

Nothing?
For christ's sake!

You're in there sniffing
around her like a dog!

Miranda, I was explaining

the Lee Strasberg
acting technique.

No. I'm sorry.

What?

♪ I'm so tired ♪

Niccoló?

♪ Of playin' ♪

♪ Playin' with
his bow and arrow ♪

♪ Gonna keep
my hideaway ♪

♪ Leave it to the other girls ♪

♪ To play ♪

♪ For I've been
a temptress too long ♪

♪ Yes ♪

♪ Give me a reason ♪

♪ To love you ♪

No, um...

Grazie.

♪ I just-a wanna be ♪

♪ A woman ♪

♪ From this time ♪

♪ Unchained ♪

♪ We're all looking at
a different picture ♪

♪ Through this new frame
of mind ♪

♪ A thousand flowers
could bloom ♪

♪ Move over
and give us some room ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Give me a reason ♪

♪ To love you ♪

♪ Give me a reason ♪

♪ To dream ♪

Ciao, Lucy!

Ow, shit!

Did you hurt yourself?

No.

Are you sure?

Yes!

Well...

They'll come
and pick me up

tomorrow morning
at dawn.

Well, thank you,
anyway.

No!

You can't just go

and sit at the bottom
of the drive.

Would you like
a cup of tea?

Are you in
the highway patrol?

No. In the Army.

You must try
some of our honey.

It's from our own bees.

What's your rank?

Lieutenant.

Here.
Have a biscuit.

Well, thank you.

Don't be cross
with me.

I'm sorry.

Please forgive me.

We're all going
to a pizzeria for dinner,

if you want to come.

Yeah?

I think
I'll pass on that.

What have you done?

It's just a scratch.

That's terrible.

No, wait. I'll do
something about it.

I've got stuff
that's going to do that.

I'm going to
clean it up.

Here, put it
on my knee.

Come on.

Oh, we have to
clean that up.

Alcohol?

You know...

You mustn't
let it get to you.

What?

Us.

We don't
mean you any harm.

Gentle.

It's just that
up on this hill,

the only thing
we have to talk about

ts each other.

Blow on it, please.

You don't know
how much good

tour being here
has done me.

Better than
all the drugs.

You're my own
personal walking I.V.

Do you know French?

Comme ci comme ca.

You have to allow me
a little frivolity.

English, please.

I'm here for work.

Unfortunately,

not something
I'm permitted to discuss.

Oh, top secret.

Oh, top secret?

Hey! Look!

Ciao!

Oh...Hey.

This is Gabriella.

Sit down
with us here.

Lieutenant,
have some bruschetta.

No, thanks.
Garlic gives me gas.

Oh!

Get the shit
off the table.

Here we go.

I can't piss
in that shit pile.

Did I say
something wrong?

No, no. He's a very
well-known art dealer.

He's legendary,

but sometimes he has
these little episodes.

Mr. Guillaume
is very theatrical.

Up we go.

The angels talking
again, Mr. G.

I think it's time
we took the angels home to bed.

Oh, Gui.

Perhaps I could help?

I think we can
manage. Thanks.

Ah, mon ami,
I'm sorry.

I haven't a car
for you.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night.

Bye, mummy.

Bye.

Ciao.

Lucy, want to play?

Daisy, Lucy
is helping daddy

with his work.

Miranda, want to
come and play?

No. I'm not in the mood
for playing with piglets.

Richard,
want to come play?

Richard!
Come w--

Ow!

Uh...

Oops!

Oh! Oh!

Take that!

And that!

And that!

And that!

And that!

And that!

Oh, if I'm not
ready now,

I'll never be ready.

You're free.

Ciao!

So when did
Gabriella leave?

This morning.
I asked her to.

Why?

I wanted
to see you.

Lucy.

So this is
an olive grove?

Yes.

You looked
very beautiful

back there.

I could not
take my eyes away.

Like this.

I need to
kiss your mouth.

After this
long time.

Wait.

Please.

Lucy...

I'm dying for you.

I'm dying.

Not here.

I can't.

I can't! No!

Stop, please.
Stop. No!

Stop!

What is it?!

What's the matter?

This was my mother's

From right before
she died.

It's about me.

"Where have they gone,
the green sandals?

"I was not made
to be a mother.

"I had too stricken
a heart,

"so I wore green sandals
to stay apart.

"Then one night,
a man stood in an olive grove.

"He beat a viper
till it bled,

"then drew me down low.

"One night was
all there was.

"He fed me an olive leaf,

and broke... the..."

"the strap of my dress."

Come here.

"I kept...

"I kept on
the green sandals,

"but I could not
get off that hill.

"Italy, where did you take me

"that night
so black... and still?

"He had an accent
and a knife,

"and somewhere, even,
had a wife.

"He took my face
and tore my hips,

"and planted in their place
something new and strange

"and near to love.

"I thought I had nothing left,
but you came later,

"curved anew.

"Forgive me.

"I did not have
the means for catching

"when I got poor Lucy,

"you."

It's my real father.

So it would seem.

It's not you, is it?

Can you picture me
beating a viper?

I don't even know
what a viper looks like.

I thought
it was Carlo Lisca.

Really?

But I'm not sure
anymore.

Just forget about it.

I already have
a father I love.

No, no, no.

I was never
very good at...

asking for the things
that I needed.

Have you ever
been in love?

Lots of times.

No.

Just once.

Alex.

Alex, are you ok?

Hmm. I'm sorry.

I feel a bit
grotty today.

Here. Can I get you
something?

I'll be all right.
Don't fuss.

I'm just feeling
a bit...

Rough.

That's all.

Don't give up.

You'll find him.

You won't
disappoint me.

Well, don't you
look nice.

Can I see?

No! I mean...

I never let anybody look
until it's finished.

Does it look like me?

It's not supposed to.

It's not?

Of course not.

Didn't anybody
ever tell you

That the true artist

Only ever
depicts himself?

Thanks a lot.

You sure you won't come?

It's been the same
for the last 20 years.

Why should tonight
be different?

I thought life with you
was going to be one long party.

Not so.

Bella.

This reminds me of
dances I used to go to

when I was a girl.

Silly, isn't it,
to feel homesick

in a magic place
like this?

Beauty wounds
the heart.

I can't believe

you actually brought
that thing.

You know,

something surprising
always happens

every year
at this party.

You'll see.

Come on,
just a little more.

Carlo.

It's Christopher!

Yeah.

Bearing a torch.

Oh!

Hello.

Hi, Christopher.

Is this what you
want in life?

I didn't realize

He was a, uh...

He was what?

Uh...

Oh, Lucy.

Darling, would you
hold that?

Uh, sure. Fine.

Can I do you
a favor?

What?

Wait. See. It looks
like a spaceship.

See? It looks
so much better.

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

Carlo.

Would you
like to dance?

Now?

Now.

♪ My baby
just cares for me ♪

♪ My baby
don't care for ♪

♪ Cars and races ♪

♪ My baby
don't care for... ♪

♪ High-tone places ♪

Do you happen
to remember...

where you were
in August 1975?

I try to forget...

but that was after
the fall of Saigon.

Hard to forget
the fall of Saigon.

But after, did you
come back to Italy?

I don't think
I ever came back.

♪ My baby
just cares for me ♪

♪ Baby, my baby
don't care for shows ♪

♪ And he don't even care
for clothes ♪

♪ He cares... ♪

What?

I will show you what
this bastard likes.

♪ ...For cars
or the races ♪

♪ Baby don't care for... ♪

♪ My baby just cares
for me ♪

Marta.

♪ My baby just cares ♪

♪ For me ♪

♪ This is the life ♪

♪ This is the life,
this is the life ♪

♪ This is the life,
this is the life ♪

♪ This is... ♪

Ha ha ha!

Oh!

Ha ha! Oh!

♪ Very superstitious ♪

♪ Writings on the wall ♪

♪ Very superstitious ♪

♪ Ladders 'bout to fall ♪

♪ 13-month-old baby ♪

♪ Broke the looking glass ♪

♪ Seven Years of bad luck ♪

♪ The good things
in your past ♪

You look as if
you've lost something.

I haven't
lost anything.

Huh. Well, perhaps
I can help you find it.

Do you have a cigarette?

Um...

Cigar do?

Oh, please.

Mmm. Huh.

What do I--

Yeah, that's it.

Hey.

Ew!

Come.

Home.

♪ Do all that you can ♪

♪ Keep me in a daydream ♪

♪ Keep me goin' strong ♪

Do you ever
get the feeling

you're being watched?

Mm-hmm.

♪ Sad is my song ♪

♪ When you believe in things
you don't understand ♪

♪ Then you suffer ♪

Wait. I want to
ask you something.

Yeah?

I'm coming
to America,

and I want to
ask you about it.

Okay, maybe later--

Good night,
Lucy.

Good night.
We could--

When?

Tomorrow?

Okay. I'll come over
tomorrow.

Are you sure
he can drive?

Of course
I can drive.

Come on.

Thanks for
the party!

Shh.

Hug me.

No kiss.

Let's go.

Absolutely no kissing...

Because...
I am, above all,
an Englishman...

and a gentleman.

Grab my ass.

Mmm.

Hey, baby.
Come here.

You got to see this.

No kissing.

Oh!

Look at her!
Look at that!

Richard!

What? I like it
when you're mad.

Right over here.

Get on that bed!

Right back on the bed.
Right back on the bed.

I know how it looks.

They're wonderful,
wonderful friends.

They just--

They just have this
habit of disappearing,

which means, as usual,

I've been completely
abandoned.

I'll be right back.

Right. Good.

Come in.

Hi.

Hi.

So I brought
someone back.

Yeah. I heard.

Who's the lucky fella?

Huh. Guy from the party.

Uh-huh.

Italian?

English, actually.

Oh, English.

So...Good.

Well, I'm...
Proud to be nearby

at such
an auspicious moment.

What are you doing?

Oh, I've lost something.

I think it
might have been

one of the better things
I've written,

but, of course,

I would think that
since I can't find it.

Go on. Off you go.

Okay.

Night.

Good night.

Off you go.

What?

Nothing.

Hello.

Where are we?

Nowhere.

What are you doing?

Going to sleep.

No. Of course not.

I will absolutely
sleep there.

Oh...

Spinning head.

It's ok.

No. No.
I absolutely insist.

♪ Need you night and day,
Anna Mae ♪

♪ Anna Mae, Anna Mae ♪

♪ I want you for my own,
Anna Mae ♪

♪ Anna Mae, Anna Mae ♪

♪ Don't ever leave me
by myself ♪

♪ Anna Mae, Anna Mae ♪

♪ Don't leave me
here to cry ♪

♪ You, you, you leave me,
leave me ♪

♪ I believe I will die ♪

Uh! Ahh.

Uh! Ahh.

Ah!

♪ Oh, Anna Mae, Anna Mae,
Anna Mae ♪

♪ My own,
my own Anna Mae ♪

Huh.

Shh.

Shh.

Come on.

I don't know

what you're complaining
about, you know?

You've been getting
what you want,

when you want it.

So I'm supposed
to be grateful?

I can already picture your
next summer on Nantucket

with some WASP heiress.

Excuse me. Have I
misled you in some way?

Whatever happened to...

"what you see
is what you get," huh?

Oh, come on.

This isn't you.
I know you.

Tell that to your wife.

Tell your wife
how well you know me.

All right.

I'm going to call
Dr. Signorelli.

Oh, god, no.

He smells
like rotten meat.

Mmm.

Alex,
you need more help.

Did Lucy choose
a good one?

She chose
her first one.

It's ludicrous,
isn't it?

What?

About to snuff it,
and still...

Still chasing tail.

Huh.

That's how you are.

Thank you.

Thank you
for what exactly?

Nothing.

Right.

Hee hee hee!

Bye.

Ciao.

Ciao.

Ciao.

Uh.

Better?

Yeah.

Great. Oh, give me
a cig, Ian.

Oh, for god's sake,
Alex.

Have you ever actually
bought a cigarette?

I bought a cigarette

the last time
you bought a shirt.

Alex.

It's like being in a parade,
isn't it, darling?

All the bloody
doctor's fault.

You know,
I'm quite able to walk.

If you could
see yourselves.

I don't want to see him

at the hospital.

Oh, that's fine.
You stay.

Say good-bye to him.

Hi.

Ah, Lucy. Let me see
if you look different.

I didn't really.

Oh, you mustn't mind me.

I so enjoyed
watching you.

All that beauty.

Aren't we lucky? Hmm?

Ah, there's my girl.

Take it with you.

Mmm. I'll share it
with the nurses.

See you.

Mmm.

Do you... remember
where you were

in August 1975?

Mmm. We bought the house
in the spring of that year,

so we would have
been here, I think. Why?

It's when
I was conceived.

What?

Oh, nothing.

You look
like something.

Ah, it's just that...
Thinking.

What?

I think that was when I did
your mother's portrait.

That's what I thought.

I couldn't be sure.

Diana would remember.
But, no, no, no.

She was in london then,

sorting out her divorce
and the custody of the kids.

Be no point in asking her.

It was one of the few times
we've ever been apart.

No. I wouldn't
ask her.

These are for you.

So am I... done?

What?

Oh. Almost.

Can I see now?

If I show it
to you now,

it must be our secret.

Okay.

You can keep a secret,
can't you?

Yes.

I learned
from the master.

How did you get to be
such a lovely girl?

Oh!

Fuck!

Come. Come with me.

Where did they
get you?

Here.

This clay
is good for it.

Are you ok?

I'm not dying.

And...here.

Here.
You better do it.

Come walk with me.

♪ I left my conscience ♪

So you want to come
to America?

I can't stand it
here anymore.

But it's beautiful here.

♪ Lock the doors behind me ♪

♪ Put the pane on fire ♪

♪ Broken like a window ♪

♪ I see my blindness now ♪

♪ And I need love ♪

♪ Not some sentimental prison ♪

♪ I need God ♪

♪ Not the political church ♪

♪ I need fire
to melt ♪

Whoo!

♪ The frozen sea
inside me ♪

I wrote you once,
you know.

You did not.

I didn't sign it,

so you probably thought
it was from Niccoló.

What was it about?

I don't know.

How much I liked you.

How I thought of you
when I was in the woods.

You wrote that letter?
I loved that letter.

You didn't write
that letter.

I don't believe it.

That was
my favorite letter.

I knew it by heart.

Dear Lucy,
I'm on the top of the hill...

Wait.

Alone with my dog
and thinking of you.

Where are you going?

This is my tree.

You must miss
your mother.

I can't even
picture her face.

Why are you crying?

Because I want
to kiss you.

I'm not--
I'm not able.

I can't.

I want to leave.

What?

Here.

What are you saying?

I want to go home.

This is home.

Not really.

This is where
Daisy was born.

I don't want
to die here.

I want to die
where I belong.

You're upset about Alex.

And... moving is not
going to change that.

I'm getting tired of
taking care of people.

I want to go back.

I want
to go back...

Where it's...
gray... damp...

and the milk
goes off.

I feel... I'm not...

this anymore.

We can't go back,
Diana.

I put Richard

on the train
to Pisa.

Did you?

I'd had it.

Oh, darling,
good for you.

Oh, Mummy.

Did you think
I was mad?

No. We all have ones
like that.

Where is everybody?

Gone. Mmm. Ha ha.

Bonsoir.

Bonsoir.

Buona sera.

Buona sera.

Ciao.

What's for dinner?

I'm starving.

Chips?

Where's Lucy?

Could you... help me?

No. Stay.

I want to
come with you.

Now?

No. To America.

Then do.

It was
my first time, too.

♪ When I'm out of sight ♪

♪ You think you're free ♪

♪ Out of my mind ♪

♪ Where can you be? ♪

♪ You say you're sorry ♪

♪ You were with a friend ♪

♪ I know, why worry? ♪

♪ But it happens ♪

♪ I get it again ♪

♪ Just say it ain't so ♪

♪ and I'll deny ♪

♪ I ever asked you to go ♪

♪ Just say it ain't so ♪

♪ I want to believe ♪

♪ You won't deceive me anymore ♪

♪ Sooner or later ♪

♪ I'll give up this lie ♪

♪ Wish I could hate you ♪

♪ I know I try ♪

♪ How can you tell me ♪

♪ There's nothing to be said? ♪

♪ You took my money ♪

♪ With another guy
laying in your bed ♪

♪ Just say it ain't so ♪

♪ And I'll deny ♪

♪ I ever asked you to go ♪

♪ Just say it ain't so ♪

♪ I want to believe ♪

♪ You won't deceive me anymore ♪

♪ How can you tell me ♪

♪ There's nothing to be said? ♪

♪ You took my money ♪

♪ With another guy ♪

♪ Laying in your bed ♪

♪ Just say it ain't so ♪

♪ And I'll deny ♪

♪ I ever asked you to go ♪

♪ Just say it ain't so ♪

♪ I want to believe ♪

♪ You won't deceive me anymore ♪

♪ Just say it ain't so ♪

♪ And I'll deny ♪

♪ I ever asked you to go ♪

♪ Just say it ain't so ♪