All language subtitles for Adrift In Manhattan 2007fe

Uh-uh, I ain't going out
with no high school boy.

He's 19.

So I'm supposed to be impressed
he was kept back?

You leaving?

What are you developing
in the back?

Nothing.

Probably
some nudie pictures.

He's good.

Come on.

What? He's cute.

You always say that.

Well, why
don't you then?

Um, Mr. Sneider?

Good night, Simon.

You love that too.

I always laugh.

Yes?

You said--
earlier, you said, um...

Oh, right, right.

Right.

Here you go.

Take care of it.

Hey, watch
where you're going!

Hello, mama.

You're late.

Where were you?

I was delivering
some stupid packages.

I thought maybe
you met a friend.

Do you have
a new friend?

That girl
from down the hall?

No.

How was your day?

Mr. Lawson expects
everything he wants

in five seconds.

If I get one thing wrong,
he yells--

look to the right.

To the left.

Good. Thank you very much,
Mr. Pensara.

You have
macular degeneration.

The part of your eye
that processes light

is diseased.

Can you fix it?

I'm sure
you're going to want

to talk this over
with your family.

I'm gonna prescribe you

these drops.

You take them
two times a day,

once when you get up
in the morning

and once before
you go to bed at night.

They've been effective

in slowing
the course of disease

in some patients.

How long do I have?

A few months.

Oh, it's very progressed,
Mr. Pensara.

I'm sorry,
but you're going blind.

Tommaso,
how are you?

Good morning,
Tommaso.

Buenos Dias,
Tommas.

Notice anything
different about me?

My bangs.

My daughter
cut them and--

oh, yes, I see.

Very nice.

Gracias.

Ooh. Oh.

This is--
this isn't for me.

It's for Vargas.

I'm sorry.

Hello, Mr. Pensara.

I'm sorry
you had to wait.

I'll be late
getting back to work.

Well, you didn't have
an appointment.

Am I really going blind?

What do you do,
Mr. Pensara?

I'm a painter.

What do you paint?

People, mostly.

Well, did you talk
to your family?

I don't have one.

Do you have friends?

Of course.

Do I look like
a pariah?

I think you're gonna need
to talk to them

and ask for their help
right now.

Is that your son?

Yes.
How old is he?

In that picture,
he's 20 months.

Well, I have patients waiting,
so I have to get back to work.

Yahoo!

Uh-oh.

Hey.
Hey.

How you doing?

Fine.

What do you want?

I needed your signature
on some papers.

That's a waste of time.

I told the bank
I'd have them back

first thing in the morning.

To refinance a place
we're not gonna keep?

So if he's rich,
you might change your mind.

Rose.

Rose, I'm sorry.

I'll drop it, okay?

Hi, mark.

Hi, rose.

Hi, Jen.

Can you explain

how it is that those dogs

are always dressed
better than I am?

I bet you they have
a charge account

over at Barney's.

Bergdorf's.

So what are you doing tonight?

I have to finish some reading.

The apartment's playing
over at the Beekman.

Okay, well, I'll see you later.

Oh, come on.

It'll just be
a couple of hours.

It'll be fun.

I can't. I have to read.

How many more chances

are you gonna get
to see Jack Lemmon

strain spaghetti
through a tennis racquet?

Hay, Tommas.

Estas mi--

you remember
my daughter Christina.

Very nice
to see you.

And these are
my grandchildren,

Yvette and Carlitos.

We're going out to lunch.

Say hello
to Mr. Pensara, children.

Hi.

Wait.

"First class."

And "handle with care."

Thank you.

What do we say?

Thank you.

Yvette, you're
a pretty little girl,

but you will be
a beautiful woman.

It's very nice
to see you again.

And you.

Have a nice lunch.

My daughter,
Christina,

she wants to take
a trip to Puerto Rico,

and she wants to take
the whole family.

It's just that
I'm not sure

if I should join them.

I see new people
coming into your life.

I see a new man
coming into your life.

A new man.

En Puerto Rico,
ay bendito, dios me libre.

Bonasera, Tommaso.

Buenos Dias,
Isabel.

Dear Isabel,

I would like to have
the pleasure of your company

for a performance
of Beethoven's string quartets.

If you would like to join me,

please let me know
at your earliest convenience.

Sincerely yours,
Tommaso Pensara.

If business doesn't pick up,
we're cooked.

The guy who invented
the digital camera,

the number one reason

to repeal
the assault weapon ban.

Yeah.

Mr. Sneider.

You like that, eh?

Hey, Simon,
you finish your prints?

Yeah, and?

Yeah, well,
at least you got a hobby.

And hobbies are good.

They keep you
from going crazy

like me.

You're a funny kid,
Simon.

You don't say much,
do you?

Come on, Simon,
let's play.

You lost some weight.

For real?

Mm-hmm.

You got to eat,

or you're gonna
disappear

like Houdini.

You're crazy, mom.

Oh.

Ma, ma.

Oh, come on.
It's terrible.

It's like
a third eye.

Who is she?

Let me get those.

No, I want to know
who she is.

Are you stalking her?

Well, that's perverted.

Why do you want
to take pictures

of girls
you don't know?

Instead of taking pictures
of women,

why don't you try
talking to one?

Since feeling is first,

who pays any attention
to the syntax of things

will never wholly kiss you.

Kisses are a better fate

than wisdom.

The best gesture of my brain

is less than
your eyelids' flutter.

Hm.

Life is not a paragraph,

and death, I think,

is no parentheses.

So, what do we make of this?

Becca.

I love it when he says,

"the best gesture of my brain

is less than
your eyelids' flutter."

Why?
He's kind of saying

we can miss out on life

if we intellectualize stuff
too much.

Exactly, exactly.

He also goes on to say,

"kisses are a better fate
than wisdom."

Right on.

Okay, how about
the last line at the end,

"and death, I think,
is no parentheses."

Well, what is a parentheses?

Sort of like a time-out.

Okay, so what Cummings
is saying here

is that he's using
the parentheses as a metaphor

to say that death actually
is not a time-out,

that it's--
it's the end, final.

Okay, okay.

34th precinct.

Yes, I want to report a...

Yes?

I received some photos
in the mail.

What kind of photos, ma'am?

Of me mostly
and my husband.

I don't know what it is.

I don't really know
what it is.

Someone's been following me.

What's your name?

Rose, rose Phipps.

What's your address,
Mrs. Phipps?

251 west 83rd street,
between Broadway and west end.

All right, hang on.

I'm gonna transfer you
to officer Banda.

These were delivered
to me yesterday.

They have your address
on the back.

I wonder if you know
who took them.

Excuse me
for a minute.

Mr. Sneider, I think
you better handle this.

He'll be with you
in a minute.

Hi.
Hi.

Simon.

Simon, could you come out
in the front, please?

Come here, Simon.

This woman--

I'm sorry.
I didn't get the name.

Rose Phipps.

Miss Phipps.

Miss Phipps says
she got these photos.

She received them
yesterday.

You know anything
about them?

No.

We get a lot of orders here,
miss Phipps.

I can't remember
every one of them.

Can you look it up?

Uh, no, not without
the order number.

I'm sorry.

Who would do this?

Well, forgive
my forwardness,

miss Phipps,
but you are

an extremely attractive
woman.

Look, they were
obviously developed here.

Are you sure
you don't remember anything?

No, I...

No, nothing's coming.

Melanie?

Do you?

Well, maybe
it's your boyfriend.

He's not my boyfriend.

How can he take the picture
if he's in it?

Excuse me.

Miss Phipps,

can I talk to you
for a moment?

Listen, miss Phipps,

I really don't want
to have a problem over this.

Isn't there some way that
we can resolve this situation

so that everybody
goes home happy?

That's not necessary.

Simon, would you
come with me, please?

I don't know what game
you think you're playing, son,

but it stops right now.

I got enough problems
with my business already.

Hey.

I don't want
to make trouble for you,

but I want to know
who took these photos.

It was a cold day.

You took them?

You followed me?

Wait.

Why?

I liked the scarf.

No, no, not really,

because he could hear
the music in his head,

the rich, beautiful
melodies,

each instrument,

the other strings, the wind,
the percussion.

It's--it's like
they were playing it

right in front
of him.

No, what is sad is not
a composer going deaf, no.

What is sad is
a painter going blind.

You know, before today,

I had never been inside
Lincoln center.

Never?

Paul and I
always listened to music,

but we didn't
go out much.

Paul didn't want
to spend the money,

and with our girls,
it was always,

you know,
save, save, save.

I never had children
so everything I saved

was for me.

Oh.

Have you
ever been married?

No.

Tommas, you're
a very cultured man.

Why do you work
in a mail room?

Where should I work?

I don't know.

It just seems
like an odd job

for somebody like you.

Well, I've been

with the agency
for 15 years.

I make enough money.

I report to no one.

People leave me alone.

What else do I need?

Do you see what's happening?

Did you know
that in his later years,

Goya became blind?

He used to touch
his subjects' faces

with one hand and--

have you seen
those paintings?

They're grotesque.

Well, Monet had cataracts
when he did the water lilies.

We studied him during--

I'm not Monet,
Dr. Phipps.

It doesn't matter.

No, it does matter.

Do you think future students

will care about
why my work changed?

No one will study
Tommaso Pensara, believe me.

Well, many artists
are discovered

after their deaths.

Well, I'm almost there.

Don't say that.

Without my eyes,

my life is
completely meaningless.

It's not.

Do you know
what it's like to lose

the one thing
that gives your life meaning?

Have you any idea?

Do you know what it's like
to wake up each day

with the knowledge
that your life has no meaning?

I lost my son.

I lost my son
eight months ago.

He was almost two.

I'm sorry.

I was a boy
when my father died.

When my parents' friends
came over,

they would take me aside,
and they would say,

"Tommaso, don't cry.
Be strong."

But you know when they say
"be strong,"

they mean
"i don't want to hear about it."

It's a lot of bullshit
if you ask me.

Hello, my darling.

What a night.

Let's dance.

Sometimes

I don't think you realize
how much I love you.

Ma, ma, ma.

What's wrong
with you?

Let's dance.

Mm.

Come on.

Dance with me.

You love me,
don't you? Hm?

Mama.

Ma.

...se ha desarrollado
de una manera fantastica...

Hi, Simon.

You want
some of these?

Come on,
they make you feel real good.

Man, why you so serious
all the time?

You ever kissed
a girl?

'Cause Melanie here,
she says she gets hot

just fantasizing about you
and shit.

Shut up,
Ana.

Man, this is
your chance.

It's okay.

I'll see you later.

Ooh, rock hard, man.

What is with you?

Hey, Mr. Phipps.

How are you, Karen?

Mark.

Hey.

Um, I'll be--

see you at the desk
in a minute.

You should've called.

This is incredible.

Listen, my students are having
a reading of their poetry,

and I was wondering
if you'd like to come.

When is it?

Next week.

Is that what you came
to talk about?

Oh, no,
not only that.

I wanted to apologize
for what I said to you

the other night
after the movie.

I forgot
what you said.

Rose, this is bullshit,
okay?

I know that
the last few months

have been very tough
for you, and I just wanted--

you act like it something
that's only happened to me.

I just want you to stop
being so mad at me all the time.

Do you still cry?

Of course I do.

Because I cry
every fucking night.

I know that.

How do you know?

Because I know you.

You think so?

If I don't,
nobody does, right?

You're wrong.

Another guy?

Yeah.

When'd you meet him?

Just recently.

Is it serious?

Not really.

Have you slept with him?

No.

Do you plan to?

I don't know.

Hey.

Hey.

You're home early.

Don't you got enough of me
at night?

Rose is seeing
somebody else.

Oh, mark,
I'm so sorry.

I don't know
what to do.

She's making

a big mistake.

Maybe.

What's that
supposed to mean?

It's her life.

You think
this is okay?

I don't know.

She's the one
that's got to find out.

Find what out?

You want me
to read your tarot?

No, Claire,
I don't want you

to read my tarot
or break out your Ouija board

or stick pins
into a doll

or whatever the hell else
it is

you friggin' people do.

That's not necessary.

That's my next
appointment.

You want to know
the truth, mark?

And this is just
sister to brother talking.

You're really
judgmental sometimes.

Is that right?

I'm just trying
to be honest.

You take people's money
to tell their future,

and you're gonna lecture me
on honesty, huh?

Great.

Mark.

Hello. Can I help you?

Hi, I've been receiving

your catalogue every week.

And I just really wish that
you would stop sending it to me.

What's the customer number?

It's highlighted
in yellow on the back.

Kh789.

You've ordered
a few products from us.

I don't think so.

The musical Cheshire cat?

Big Ruby gorilla.

The Mozart cube.

Stop. I know what I ordered.

Well, did your child
like the toys?

He liked them a lot.

I just--i don't
need them anymore.

I'll take you off the list.

Thank you.

Shit.

What's going on?

Come on, mark.

I'm really unhappy
about this.

You're bringing
a negative vibe into my space.

My wife's out there
fucking some other guy,

but we should try and maintain

the positive vibes?

You know there's
a price to pay

for your--
for your idea of happiness

in this bogus,
idealized world you inhabit.

It's not bogus.

It's real.

And it's hard-earned.

So what am I supposed to do,

just kick back and relax

while rose is out there

enjoying her little escapade?

You know, I don't think
this is about rose.

I never hear you talk
about Casey.

Fuck off, Claire.

Is that how you talk
to rose?

What could you possibly know
about losing a child, eh?

I know more
than you think.

You don't have
any clue.

You have absolutely
no clue.

I've had
two miscarriages.

Not the same.

I wanted
those babies.

They were fetuses,
Claire.

Fetuses, okay?

Casey was two.

A living, breathing

little boy.

Can you grasp that?

Hi, this is rose.

Leave a message,
and I'll call you back.

Rose, it's me.

Listen, you remember that time
we drove down to Chesapeake?

What were we?

Must have been 24, 25.

And it started to pour so bad

we ducked into
that little shoe store.

And you tried on these
beautiful Italian sandals,

and I kept telling you
that they were too expensive.

You looked absolutely beautiful
in those sandals.

And I never told you that.

I miss you, baby.

I miss the two of you

so much.

I'm sorry I ever blamed you.

I'm so sorry.

Just a moment.

Isabel.

I brought you
the chicken sandwich.

And senor Vargas
is here for a client,

and those
were left over.

Grazie.

Can i--

sit with you a while
while you eat?

Busy.

Que Paso?

A bad day,
I guess.

Thank you.

She works in my office.

Does she know
what's going on with you?

She's from Puerto Rico.

Does she know what's happening
to you, Mr. Pensara?

Do you remember meeting

your husband's family
for the first time?

Did they accept you
immediately?

Yes.

You hesitated.

I was thinking.

Don't try to protect me.

I'm not.

They didn't like you?

No, they liked me very much.

I don't believe you.

Mr. Pensara,

I asked
if you told your friend Isabel

about what's happening
to you.

I guess she has some idea.

You guess?

Do you think it'll change
her opinion of me?

Probably not.

And when her family
finds out?

You act like this is

the first time
you've ever fallen in love.

Mamita.

Extender up.

Here. Here we go.

Isabel, te bordaste
con la comida.

It's delicious.

Christina made the chicken.

That's good.
It's very good.

You like it, Tommaso?

Oh, it's good.

Oh, good.

When did you come here,
Tommas?

1958.

Oh, that was
a long time ago.

It wasn't
that long ago, Christina.

No, I didn't--

you didn't?

I had to get away
from my family.

Why?

My father was
a colonel in the army,

and he told me

that he was not a good person.

He had done bad things.

What kind of things?

Oh.

Go to the den,
sweetie.

No.

Ay!

Carlitos.

Go on, Tommas.

Well, he told me
he had been responsible

for the death
of innocent people,

that he had tortured them.

How old were you?

15.

He had been sick
for a couple of days,

and--and as I sat there
beside him,

he pulled out a gun.

I wasn't really scared.

My father loved me
very much.

What did he do?

He pointed the gun
inside his mouth

and shot himself.

Oh, no.

I ran around the house,
the patio

many, many times

until I was sweating
and then sweating

and sweating.

You were just a boy.

My God, Tommas,

that's--that's a hellish story.

Well, you asked me
why I had left home.

Tommaso,

to life.

You are
a very interesting man.

Not really.

No, really.

I--i admire you.

Te gusta la leche.
Me gusta El cafe.

No mas me gustan
Los ojos de usted.

You make me feel
so wonderful, really.

Don't stop.

I'm rose.

Simon.

I remember.

Why did you follow me here?

I don't know.

What do you want?

What did you think would happen?

Who was the man
I saw you with?

He's my husband.

Don't worry;
We're separated.

Do you want
something to drink?

I could get you soda.

Do you want
a beer?

No.

I'm gonna have a beer.

How old are you?

20.

Have you ever been
with a woman?

Do you want
to try again?

Hit me.

Did you hear me?

No.

Hit me.

I can't do that.

Yes, you can.

Hit me!

Hit me, Simon.

Harder.

Tell me
I'm a bad mother.

No.

Bad mother.

Please leave.

Where were you
last night?

You're just like
your father.

Ma!

If you're not gonna help me,
then get out.

This is ridiculous.

I'll have to leave
eventually.

Either I will
or you will

because you'll get caught
helping me.

I'll be fine.

I'll be fine.

Carlitos asked me
if he would be seeing you again,

and I said yes.

Was that a good idea?

I don't know,
Isabel.

What did you feel
when we kissed?

I felt happy.

You seem uncertain.

I'm not uncertain.

My heart raced.

Did yours?

I don't know.

You don't remember?

No, I remember.

I'll always remember.

Uh, meet me

after work
in the park,

and we'll
discuss it then.

Peter's poem clearly illustrates
the use of metaphor.

How's it going
with your friend Isabel?

It doesn't seem to be
working out.

I'm sorry
to hear that.

It's okay.

We weren't right
for each other.

Sometimes that's hard to tell.

Um, read the top line.

H, c, a, g.

How long have you been married?

Six years.

What's a typical evening like?

My husband and I
are separated.

Do you miss him?

Sometimes.

I--I bought a cane.

That's good.

That will help you.

About Isabel,
can I ask you a question?

Yes.

Can you imagine your life
without her?

Before or after
this happened?

I guess there's only
the present.

This is
a wide-angle lens.

Please don't break it,
Simon.

I appeal to the stars.

My heart peeled loose
in the wind.

Oh, damn it.

Excuse me, sir?

What is it?

What do you want?

Do you need help?

Leave me alone.

Excuse me, please.

Yeah, yeah?

I need to get
to the m-train to queens.

Like, I'm going
to booth street.

Um, you got to take
the 1-train to Times Square.

But you got to get on
the other side.

Can you help me?

Yeah.

Yeah, come on.

It's this way.

What's your name?

Simon.

What about you?

Simon. My name
is Tommaso, Simon.

Tommas.
What is that?

Thank you.
Tommaso is an Italian name.

Italian.

What, but you got
a really thick New York accent.

I've been in New York
since a long time now.

A long time.

I'm going to see
my friend, Isabel.