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Here. Can I have some apple too?

Da-da.

I'm sorry.

There is no reason good enough

to justify what I have done, so... I'm sorry.

Where are you going?

I can't put you through this.

Or the baby.

Maybe not even myself.

This behavior.

I need to figure out what I want with my life,

and then give myself to it fully.

What do you mean?

That if I'm going to be with you,

I have to be here for real.

And if not,

then you at least deserve a decent explanation.

I'm going to another island, to give my head a chance to catch up.

But, Axel... - No, Marianne. Please don't.

This is for me to fix, not you.

I'll write.

Da-da.

Any relationship where one is diminished

at the cost of the other,

it's not worth having.

You're young, you're beautiful,

you've got your whole life ahead of you.

You know? So make it your own.

Why are you crying?

What?

I mean, you arrived back yesterday,

and since then, he has beat you, tried to slice his wrists,

chased you down the street bleeding,

ridiculed you at Douskos...

Oh, Charm, can we please-

What? Fucking what?

Well, maybe it's not- - Marianne.

Mm?

Do you remember what I said the first time we met?

If you allow your happiness to depend on a man,

then you are in for a world of pain.

Yeah.

What?

I need to...

I need to get him home.

Um...

Um, yep.

Thank you for this.

Ah, well, that went well.

Shut the fuck up, George!

Get off me! Get off.

♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪

♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

Hi.

Hi, there.

Sorry.

Um...

Um.

I just wanted to check if you're okay.

Last night, I saw a little of a scene and...

I saw you running, with your baby and...

Hi.

Hi.

I'm sorry about earlier.

I didn't mean to intrude.

I'm okay. He...

He has his demons.

Where is he?

Uh, he has gone sailing,

trying to figure out what he wants.

Okay, well, can I walk you home?

I mean, if it's not...

We're going the same way, it's a very small island.

Yeah. - All Right.

So, um...

You sing, and you're a writer?

I don't know why everyone thinks that.

I'm really an ice hockey player.

They told me about you.

"They"?

Well, what else did "they" say?

You have a voice one can listen to for hours,

that you are smart,

and that you sleep with anything with a pulse.

Well, that certainly covers

both ends of the spectrum, doesn't it?

Is it true?

Some of it.

This is my home, so...

Thank you for walking me home.

I have to put him to bed, so.

Right.

Yeah. Thank you.

I could really, um...

I could sing a lullaby, if you'd like.

Sure.

All right.

Hi.

♪ Travelling baby ♪

♪ Stay awhile until the night is over ♪

♪ I'm just a station on your way ♪

♪ I know I'm not your mother ♪

♪ She used to wear her hair like you ♪

♪ Except when she was sleeping ♪

♪ And then she'd weave it on a loom ♪

♪ Of smoke and gold and breathing ♪

♪ Travelling, baby, stay awhile ♪

♪ Until the night is over ♪

♪ She used to wear her hair like you ♪

♪ Except when she was sleeping ♪

Thank you.

Perfect...

Perfect voice for lullabies.

I'll take any audience I can get.

Sleeping or awake.

You know, I've been where you are.

Where the road maps all end.

Yeah.

All right.

So long, little angel.

So what you're saying is that the woman you love,

just got abandoned by the father of her child,

and you're happy?

Well...

Right.

That doesn't say much.

Well, if you stop and think about it,

I'm not an alpha male.

I've never been, I can't compete with the alpha male.

But I suffer.

And I know suffering.

You should open with that when you see her again.

Right.

You know, it isn't just that she's some

traditional Nordic beauty.

And she is, but when she dances around, just...

It's so dangerous.

Oh!

Thinking about her a lot.

But I'm not happy.

I'd be cruel if I was happy.

Well, I don't know. I've never felt happiness.

Is this happiness?

You look happy.

Do I? - Yeah.

It's okay to be happy.

Cheers.

♪ I have not lingered in European monasteries ♪

♪ You say is it good for you ♪

♪ But you know that I never do ♪

Fuck.

Uh...

Any messages, telegrams for me?

No, sorry, Marianne.

You're being dictated to again.

What?

I said you're being dictated to again.

No, no.

He said that he was going to write, so I just-

He's gone sailing with his mistress.

What?

He's on a boat with Patricia.

George ran into them at the port in Athens.

No, I don't...

I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do!

How are you?

I love you!

Fresh wine.

Rosé. Thank you.

Cheers.

Hi.

Hi.

Remember the man who sang for you yesterday?

You walked by yourself?

Nice setup.

You're welcome to any of it.

For a vegetarian, I've been eating a lot of loukaniko.

Uh, very nice. A secret recipe.

Do you know Angelino?

Um, his grandmother, um...

Was tortured in the war for the recipe for loukaniko,

and was shot by the Germans because she wouldn't give it up.

Really?

You're right not to believe me, I was lying,

obviously, to keep you here.

He's a little weird, isn't he?

Weird, and a little cute.

Mostly weird.

You keep speaking your code language.

Yeah.

It's her secret language.

Well, if you're ever, you know, available,

I'd like to learn Norwegian.

Um...

A very good Norwegian word is...

Loukaniko is...

Polse.

Polse?

Something like that, yeah.

Um, can I offer you some polse?

Sure.

Yeah, yeah? Okay.

Let's just sit here,

and that weird man will come over with food for us.

What kind of wine do you prefer?

This is okay. Thank you.

Hey.

That's a good boy.

♪ I was always working steady ♪

Do you want some polse?

♪ But I never called it art ♪

♪ I got my shit together ♪

♪ Meeting Christ and reading Marx ♪

♪ It failed my little fire ♪

♪ But it spread the dying spark ♪

♪ Go tell the young Messiah what happens to the heart ♪

♪ Well, I should have seen it coming ♪

♪ After all, I knew the chart ♪

♪ Just to look at her was trouble ♪

♪ It was trouble from the start ♪

♪ Sure, we played a stunning couple ♪

♪ But I never liked the part ♪

♪ It ain't pretty, it ain't subtle ♪

♪ What happens to the heart ♪

You all right?

How do you...

How do you leave your child?

How does anyone do that?

I mean, leaving me is one thing, but...

Just leaving him? Just like that?

I just...

I don't know.

Thank you.

For what?

Today has been a good day.

I have to get going.

Mm.

This is a problem, man, isn't it?

Here you are.

You know I'm gonna have both.

What is it?

What do you want? I don't understand.

♪ My lady can sleep upon a handkerchief ♪

♪ Or if it befall upon a fallen leaf ♪

♪ I have seen the hunters kneel before her hem ♪

♪ Even in her sleep, she turns away from them ♪

♪ The only gift they offer is their abiding grief ♪

♪ I pull out my pockets for a handkerchief or leaf ♪

Huh?

Please...

Sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you.

Uh, yeah, a little.

Um, what do you...

I just came back to drop off this.

I made a little plan for us today if you're not busy,

but if it's bad timing, then, of course,

we can take a rain check.

But if you are interested-

And what time is it already? What-

Oh, I don't know. I don't sleep very much.

Hey, I think it's six in the morning, or so.

Hello.

So, you wanna be my new babysitter now?

Yes. I'd love to.

What?

That's a boat.

Yeah, I can see it's a boat.

So...

The three of us are going on this boat?

If Axel can work the rudder.

And presumably you're a very good sailor?

No, never done it.

No?

Never done it. I lied to the guy I rented from.

But you do know how to sail, right?

I mean, I did.

I grew up at the ocean at my grandmother's house.

so I got my first dinghy when I was eight.

I don't know what a dinghy is,

but you sound fairly confident.

Let's go sailing then.

I suppose I didn't really think about this.

Should I take the child?

You take my child.

Okay. - All right.

My love.

Do you wanna release the tiller?

No, I'll keep watch.

Right.

Okay.

Looking good.

There you go!

That's the Greek sailor.

That's not bad for a Jew from Montreal.

What do you want? I mean, look at me.

I am married to somebody else, I have his child,

I live in his house, and I have nothing.

So, I just wonder what you want.

You know, you have talent,

and you know, you got it all figured out,

so I just don't understand, honestly.

Well then, I'm not at all what you think I am.

I don't have anything figured out at all.

I mean, I...

Can't you tell?

It's very dark, very cluttered in my mind.

Really.

What do you mean by that?

Okay, would you like the short version,

or the four hour version?

Uh...

I think four words version.

Uh...

The seven deadly sins.

How do you do it?

Do what?

Turn life into poetry.

Well, that's not poetry.

I didn't make that up, you know.

I know.

I try anything that works

to get some to blacken the page.

You want?

You know, I try meditation, I try dissolution.

I try insomnia, I try getting drunk.

I try getting high.

You know, until the blood splatters on the floor,

or on the paper, there's nothing.

It does sound a little pretentious.

Let me make you a pretentious sandwich.

Let me get you a potential wine.

Come on, sailor.

It's quite hard to move on a sailboat, so...

You all right?

Mhm.

This was a long day!

What did you say?

You don't have to live the life that you're writing about.

But it helps, I think. - That's not true.

Some of us do. - Hey!

Hello.

Hi. - Some of us must.

Hello. - Oh, wow.

Here's trouble.

Don't you two look happy.

We didn't mean to stop any conversation-

No, no, no, no, no, no!

What were you talking about?

Assholes! We were talking about assholes,

or ourselves, as assholes tend to do.

Hello.

Pleasure to meet you.

Marianne, this is Allen.

The Allen Ginsburg.

Allen.

Allen, Marianne.

Allen's just rented a place out here for a bit.

Oh!

It's more cave than a place.

It is where I monk-like go to put my writing-

You're quite jolly. Are are you celebrating something?

Yes, um...

I went to the bank in Athens,

and we got a little royalty check in.

Okay. Very good.

Congratulations.

Thank you, Leonard.

But you wouldn't say if you saw the amount.

Oh, speaking of money.

I ran into Axel.

Now, can you believe it?

He tried to sell me his boat.

Silly bugger owes Greek customs $2,000.

Is there anything I can do?

Can you believe that? $2,000.

George!

Said he forgot to pay 'em. I mean, what a moron!

Was she with him?

I'm sorry, Marianne.

Oh!

Oh, bugger me.

I...

I really put my foot in it, haven't I?

Darling, I'm sorry, love.

Really, I'm sorry.

Oh, God.

Three times, I kicked you.

Three times.

My dear.

Thank you very much.

Leonard.

Anyway...

To assholes!

To assholes!

Here. We brought...

Chairs, chairs.

Here is to Greek boys!

And if you won't drink to that,

I will have all your glasses!

One, two, three, go!

Not you, Greek boys.

Keep drinking, I love you.

Oh, my dear, you're perfect.

You're perfect, you're perfect.

Now, if we may finish this self-indulgent nonsense

that we're talking about,

my statement is that it is possible

to be a normal, decent person,

and yet be fully alive.

Do you agree?

I want to dance.

Perfect. Where have you been all my life?

I love to dance.

I love to dance!

Opa!

Opa!

Opa!

That's what we say in Greece.

Opa!

Hey. - Hey.

Go, man! Go!

Go, go, go, go!

Go after her!

Young love, young love!

Woo!

Did you see me dance? Did you see me dance?

Yeah.

It's my first night in the island,

and I've already been part of a Greek drama.

Is it moments like this

that make you happy that you're gay?

I'm gay?

Have you ever tried dating a gay man?

We're all about drama, baby!

The weight of the world is love, my Swedish friend.

And it doesn't matter what sex the burden is.

It's all about yama, yama.

To everyone on this island, I love you,

Leonard.

Yes?

This is the time you go after her.

Oh, man!

No, he's very little.

Go get her. - All right?

Yeah.

Come on, let's do another round!

- What happened, man? - Nothing, she shooed me.

What happened, man? - I don't know.

She just rejected you?

What?

Are you angry with me?

I'm very confused.

Are you disappointed

I didn't drag you out of there for dancing?

I don't know.

I saw you in there, and you were just smiling at me,

so I don't know, I don't know.

Well, I was smiling at you

because you looked beautiful.

And you looked free.

You did.

And you looked sexy.

And I wanted you, that's all.

You can dance with whomever you'd like.

I'm not someone who's going to chain you to your stand.

You know? It's not interesting to me.

I...

Marianne, I'm not him.

I'm not Axel.

For better or for worse, I'm a different guy,

and I don't wanna play any games with you.

But how do you know that?

Because I don't want to. I don't want to.

Okay, you don't want to, but these things just happen,

and you don't realise them, because you're a fucking man.

Okay?

They happen, and they happen to me.

You think that I should just trust you out of nothing?

I love you.

What?

I love you. I didn't...

I didn't want it to happen, you know?

It's not...

But I've fallen in love with you, and I-

No. - Well, it's the truth.

I can't deny myself the truth.

I'm hopelessly in love with you.

I can't do anything.

I can't sleep, I can't dream,

I can't walk around without thinking about you.

See? - You don't believe me?

I love you! - No.

I love you.

I'll do anything. What can I do?

Would you like me to run around and get down on my knees?

I will. - No, no.

I love you.

I love you. - Don't, stop!

I'm not being Romeo. I love you.

I'll do anything you like.

If you want me to leave you alone.

Do you want me to leave? I'm in love with you.

Stop it!

I love you.

Don't be on your knees. - Okay.

You can stand on your feet.

I mean it, I...

Okay? - Yeah.

Okay then, I should go and pick up my son.

What?

You can come with me.

I love you.

For Christ's sake.

Their lips are bruised with new and old bruises.

Her hair and his beard are hopelessly tangled.

When he puts his mouth against her shoulder,

she's uncertain whether her shoulder

has given or received the kiss.

All her flesh is like a mouth.

He carries his fingers along her waist,

and feels his own waist caressed.

In the bed, the lovers slowly, and deliberately,

and silently, perform the act of love.

Hi.

What are you writing?

Secret.

Hello.

Hm...

I should probably get home.

You probably should.

Go. - Yeah. I'm leaving.

I'm leaving right this very moment. Can't you see?

I don't need you. - Mhm.

Gosh, I used to love this place when we first moved here.

I mean, it was a struggle,

but everything felt like it was the beginning.

I just finished "Peel Me a Lotus".

Oh. - No...

I loved it. I really did.

Thank you.

I mean, the island's not like that anymore.

It seems that the yearly passage of the creative pull

in all these clever and immoral young people

has had its inevitable effect.

And a beautiful little port

is on the verge of becoming chic.

Oof.

Hey.

Hey.

Ugh.

Cheers.

Oh.

Hey, my favourite two.

Hey.

You all right?

It's from Axel.

Um...

Patricia is in a coma,

because she drove her car off a cliff,

and he wants me to come to Athens.

Yeah.

Is she...

Is she dying?

I don't know yet.

Dad.

Da-da.

Are you going to go?

I mean, I don't love him anymore.

Oh, of course.

Why do you think he asked you to come?

Yeah.

But then again, it's like I'm obviously

the closest thing to a friend that he has.

I mean, it's...

What do you think?

I think whatever you do is the right thing.

Thank you.

These are lamb racks.

Would you like some lamb racks?

I mean, I'm starting to think you were lying

when you told me you were a vegetarian.

'Cause there's an awful lot of loukaniko and lamb racks.

Yeah, I've been a very bad vegetarian.

Is there gonna be anything left for us to eat?

You're crowding the whole dish.

Here.

Look at me, I wouldn't serve you something very hot.

Mhm.

Ja, ja, ja, ja, ja!

Okay, okay! Stop!

Clearly...

Clearly...

Jesus!

We've learned some lessons.

Wow.

It's been a pleasure cooking with you.

Let's let this cool down, then call the fire department.

I'm scared to go.

I think if you're lucky enough to give love,

then you really can't give too much of it.

Hmm.

But...

You have to be strong enough to carry that burden.

I just wish I didn't have to go.

Well, you don't have to do anything.

No, I...

The only thing you must do

is stop getting blonde hairs in my mouth.

Mm.

Hi.

Hi.

Um...

Thank you for coming.

Hmm.

Is she going to make it?

Maybe. We're waiting for the X-rays

of her kidneys and lungs.

She's in a coma.

But... Thank you for coming.

You've already said that.

I didn't know who else to call.

Right. So you sent for me.

Yeah.

Go home and get some rest.

Well, not home, but go get some rest. You look like you need it.

I can stay with her.

Thank you, anyway.

Okay, we're gonna do this.

It's okay.

Oh, no! It's okay, it's okay!

♪ Oh yeah, that is a foot ♪

♪ That is a nice foot ♪

♪ This is my hand and that is your foot ♪

♪ I'm going to change you now ♪

♪ Please don't start crying ♪

♪ I can't give you the guitar ♪

♪ 'Cause I know what you're gonna do ♪

♪ You're gonna try and eat it ♪

♪ Like you always do ♪

Patricia, it's...

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Hello?

Hello?

Anyone! Help.

Please, please.

Please, hurry.

Doctor! Come!

Hurry!

Doctor!

A doctor! We need a doctor!

Doctor!