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Fefruary 26,1967

Bruno, this is important.

I have to go see the family of Luigi.

Iolanda,

don't go alone.

Rosy should accompany you.

She's my cousin, not my bodyguard.

It's not a problem.

She'll keep you company.

I have to see Luigi's family. I will return tomorrow.

Do you want to go alone? Yes.

Are you sure? Yes.

Good. As you wish.

Take care. Be strong.

Have a nice trip.

Thank you.

Dalida : "A bit 'of love"

Good evening. Good evening, madame.

Prince of Wales hotel.

Dalida tried to commit suicide, at her hotel.

The singer was found lifeless by hotel staff.

One may wonder if this gesture would have a relationship

with the suicide of her companion Luigi Tenco

which occurred a month ago.

Luigi, my love, can you wait for me?

I'm waiting for you.

TWO MONTHS EARLIER

Hello.

I have a reservation. Iolanda Gigliotti.

Very well.

Here. Number 76. Third floor.

Tell me something.

Something?

I don't know. Tell me about Heidegger.

What was the book's name?

Being-Towards-Death. Being-Towards-Death...

What a good student you make, Gigliotti!

You deserve a reward.

Come here.

To be human is to be alive,

as we move towards death.

Be like a tightrope walker.

In balance between life and death, try not to fall.

I don't agree with Heidegger.

Ah good? No.

What's important is Being-Towards-Love.

No, leave the light on.

Why?

I'm afraid of the dark.

I will protect you, my angel.

I shouldn't have left her alone.

It's me, her big brother I should have protected her.

Don't worry, it's not your fault.

Bruno, here's the doctor.

Well?

May we see her?

Technically, she is no longer in a high-risk state.

But to say that she is alive... Is she getting out of it?

Physically, yes Morally,

I'm less optimistic.

That's to say?

She needs an establishment more specialized than ours.

We may need your help

We're going to transfer her.

There are very good institutions

I will give you a list. Excuse me.

Dalida! Dalida!

Dalida, a picture!

Can we see her?

We have a protocol

for people who have attempted suicide.

To keep them away from whatever reminds them of their past.

The others, that's what made her feel so low.

That's right, that's the problem.

What were your relations with her?

Before or after the divorce? I don't know...

Your meeting?

We met in a competition that I organized, at the Olympia,

which was called "Tomorrow's Number One".

That was on April 9, 1956.

In fact, I was with Bruno Coquatrix and Eddie Barclay.

Why? Are we going to the Olympia...

We can go to Longchamp...

It's my radio which organizes this contest.

Your listeners will not know if you're not there.

If you find a star, will you sign her? At your place...

We never found a single person like this. I don't know how we can do so today.

Wait, wait wait. I have an idea: 421. If I win, we'll go.

You will not win. But wait. You will play to his idea?

Yes.

Yes, Yes.

I'm going.

Her voice comes from Italy

You decideif she is able to build her name

Miss...

Dalida

Dalida : "Aime-moi "

♪♪ Love me

♪♪ My love, love me

♪♪ Listen to my prayer

♪♪ You who are everything to me

♪♪ Hold me gently in your arms

♪♪ Don't leave me alone

♪♪ You don't have the right

♪♪ Without you, I am nothing But a lonely child

♪♪ Nothing but a lost child forgotten on Earth

♪♪ Love me

♪♪ I need you so much

♪♪ My life is useless

♪♪ If you don't love me

From that moment,

I only had one obsession: To find her the best song

to make her the best. What she has become.

Mr. Balayure will see you now. Thank you.

Dalida : "Bambino"

Come in, come in!

Hello.

Welcome. Hello.

Lucien. Hello.

We were very happy to see you on stage.

You are very talented.

We wish to offer you a contract.

♪♪ The beaten eyes, the sad face And the pale cheeks

♪♪ You're not sleeping anymore You are only the shadow of yourself

♪♪ Alone in the street You prowl like a soul in pain

♪♪ And every night Under her window, we can see you

♪♪ She is the one that you adore BAMBINO! Bambino!

♪♪ And she has pretty eyes

♪♪ But you are still too young

♪♪ To play the lover

♪♪ And scratching, scratching on you mandolin

♪♪ My little bambino

Coming straight from Egypt, Mademoiselle Dalida

A beautiful great song, remarkably well made.

A bewitching voice.

To our friend, Dalida!

♪♪ She doesn't take you seriously

♪♪ With your blond hair You look like a cherub

♪♪ Who would rather play ball

♪♪ As do all kids

♪♪ You can smoke, like a gentleman Your cigarettes

♪♪ Teasing you on the sidewalk When you watch her

♪♪ You can lean on your ear Your cap

Hello, Dalida. Hello.

You have become the STAR the most popular French star.

♪♪ Love and jealousy

♪♪ Are not child's play

♪♪ And you have all your life...

Come Prima, by its creator

Dalida.

Dalida : "Come prima"

What is the secret of your success?

Really, it's work.

I work a lot.

Goodbye.

♪♪ Come prima You give me every day

♪♪ Come prima You give me so much love

♪♪ That I hope to offer you

♪♪ When lying happily in your arms

♪♪ Come prima

♪♪ You give me

♪♪ Come prima

♪♪ So much joy

I've got... What?

"TAGGI".

What's that? You don't know it "TAGGI"?

Taggi, it's a small pair of pants. A taggi.

You don't know it?

It's true. Why invent a word?

It's a taggi.

You know that the whole of France are asking the question?

When is the wedding?

It's not the moment, Dali.

Why?

Because... How can I say it?

Because... a wedding, needs to be organized.

exactly.

You're in concert all the time.

And whose fault is that?

Excuse me to have fulfilled your dream.

My dream, is to have a child with my husband

The stars don't have the time to get pregnant. And then, we have all our lives for that.

Not when you're a woman.

We will do it.

No, wait, wait

There, I just got divorced.

Look at this magnificent career which we both have built, together.

This is also our baby.

I am tired.

The light is hurting my eyes.

Honey, I know that you are tired.

But we have nine songs this year.

This is historic. It never happened.

We have to think of this for the time being.

What's the matter?

Do you ever see me as a woman?

Just a woman. But of course, dear,yes!

I love you. you know that I love you.

But your love life is also with the public.

And with you.

First with you.

I want to prepare dinner for you, have a child,

become a normal woman.

All the normal women dream of becoming like you

I dream of becoming like them.

She waited a long time for Lucien.

They should have married earlier.

It was very important to her.

For any woman, right?

Dalida is not just "any woman".

No.

She is an "extraordinary" beauty.

In the sense that it's out of the ordinary.

Do you understand?

When she was young,

she was different.

CAIRO, AUTUMN 1940

She had to stay in the dark for 40 days.

She was searching for the light.

It's like that... that she had her eyes closed.

It was only the music of my father which calmed her.

She hated her glasses.

LE CLAIR, SPRING 1940

Four eyes!

Very nasty!

Very ugly!

FOUR EYES!! FOUR EYES!!

Horrible! Frightful!

She was someone who had to shape an image.

STOP!

STOP!

STOP!

Come on, girls!

Go away! You will all be punished.

Come, Iolanda.

Let's go, come on.

Don't Cry. The Lord is always on the side of the humiliated.

The look of others on her

was always...

important.

That was her obsession.

The day she removed her glasses,

it was like a rebirth for her.

Wait!

OK. Cross.

P. GIGLIOTTI Violin Teacher

Look at the beautiful dress your mother has made you

I have no use for it since I'm ugly.

Don't say this.

I forbid you to say this or even to think it.

You, you're the most beautiful girl...

My love, you are magnificent.

Go open the door. Your brother must have forgotten his keys.

Pietro Gigliotti?

Yes, that's me.

You're under arrest. Why? I've done nothing wrong.

You're working with the Nazis, along with the rest of the wops.

How's that?

I don't understand. I have nothing to do with any of this.

Shut your mouth. Let's go. I'm a musician! I did not do anything!

I'M A MUSICIAN!

HE HAS DONE NOTHING WRONG!

WHERE ARE YOU TAKING HIM?

LEAVE ME! I'VE DONE NOTHING!

DADDY!

IOLANDA! DADDY!

What do you say Mrs. Morisse?

I don't love you anymore.

We're just friends.

So?

Thank you! Thank you very much!

A kiss, if you please.

A smile! Dalida!

If you please! Dalida!

This way!

Dalida! Lucien! Just one smile.

Dalida, some words if you please.

Thank you, gentlemen

Thank you very much.

Come on, champagne!

I find you ungrateful.

I insisted to go to the Olympia.

You insisted?

Is it the same story?

It was a roll of dice.

Yes, yes, of course, that's it...

He owes you everything.

Have you seen my wife?

With her brother.

What's wrong? You're sad?

I would have loved it if Mum had been here.

Even your dress is sad

No, the dress is fine.

Are you sure?

If the dress is fine, you are fine.

CANNES ONE MONTH LATER

And I had to insist that you should come! No!

But yes! Look at you, now.

Too bad, for Lucien. He stayed in Paris.

He's working... We also have work in Cannes!

Do you want to dance? I don't dance to fast songs.

I'm not in a hurry, you know

It's not your lucky day. Come.

You're lovely. Thank you very much.

My name is Jean. Jean Sobieski. And you?

Me?

Yes, you You have a first name.

Yes. My name is Iolanda.

You are very, very beautiful, Iolanda.

Thank you.

Sobieski, where does that come from?

From Poland. My grand father was the king of Poland.

Ah yes? But no more since the revolution.

A fallen prince. Even more moving.

It's you who are moving

You are... terribly moving.

JEAN SOBIESKY Dalida's new lover

Is it true?

Yes.

Can't you be more discreet?

We just got married.

Is it my lack of discretion that bothers you?

Among other things Good?

What do you want me to tell you?

Whether you're silly on the arm of this coward?

He just wants to make himself known.

He doesn't care, to be known. He's a bohemian.

"Bohemian"... Yes.

He'll fuck you career in the air.

Are we talking about my career? Again. Just watch out.

You can slide as fast as you went up.

What I did, I can undo. It was not you who made me

It's the public. Your audience, they listen to my radio.

Your old style is out of luck, it's over.

Today, is the twist, the rock.

You're already tacky.

Nerd? I snap my fingers,

and you disappear just as fast as you have come.

My poor Lucien.

Do you believe that I need you to exist?

You can even keep the apartment.

Dalida : "Le temps des fleurs"

♪♪ It was the time of the flowers

♪♪ The fear was unknown

♪♪ The aftermath had A taste of honey

♪♪ Your arm took my arm

♪♪ Your voice followed my voice

♪♪ We were young and we believed in heaven

Shall I eat it?

It's "Al Dente" pasta!

You have a little bit of...

It's not good for you voice.

Yes, I know...

I need to stop.

You need to stop singing.

Why?

To be my muse

But I'm your muse.

♪♪ And tonight, I'm in front of the door

♪♪ Of the tavern from where you will never come

The games are marked.

♪♪ And the song that the night brings me

♪♪ My heart has already forgotton it

♪♪ It was the time of the flowers

♪♪ The fear was unknown

♪♪ The aftermath had A taste of honey

♪♪ Your arm took my arm

♪♪ Your voice followed my voice

Do you know what I love here?

The view?

What else?

The Eiffel tower?

What else? I don't know.

There is a workshop, for you painting.

Peter Benenson, the English lawyer,

has created a movement for Human Rights

which he has called Amnesty International.

It's an organisation...

Tell me. What is the problem?

I don't have any words. Why? Explain.

"Orlando"? You took the name of our brother!

I don't see the problem.

It's ridiculous. It is as if you wanted to take his place.

Stop psychoanalysing everything.

You sing like you sister and your name is like your brother's.

You think you are the center of the universe.

I'm the one who sings, okay?

Hold on for a second.

Say I'm right.

He can't impose his choices, like you.

He never imposed anything.

It was you who chose us Dalida? Yes.

What will Orlando say?

Orlando agrees. He said yes.

You do what you want.

It's your Olympia.

I can't stop you from controlling it.

She asked me. The public demands it.

The public demands it? Not to me, listen.

Well, you're my friend...

You also are my friend.

But I warn you, we won't play any of her songs on the radio,

no promotions will be made.

For us, she is finished.

I'm not saying this because...

You know me, I can take a step back.

What is going on today?

It's rock, yeyees. You know that.

Yes I agree with you.

But how do you want me to refuse her this?

I don't know...

Ah! Well...

No, no...

I'm at the Olympia, for the great premiere of Dalida,

who certainly qualifies here finally.

Mister, are you with or against Dalida?

An adulterous woman should not be allowed on stage.

But you are here.

We bought the tickets a long time ago.

I say it's a shame.

This is the first reaction hot,

but can be rather icy.

The water pressure is bad. We'll have to tell Francois.

Are you okay?

Do you need anything?

Can you get rid of this?

Is it a crown?

Who is the fool who put it there?

François, what is happening here?

I told everyone...

We are still at the Olympia, where unlike...

You think he's coming? Sobieski?

He's not on the guest list.

Why as soon as women deceive their husbands,

they leave them? Not everyone has your qualities.

Good evening. Charming.

Did you see that? Everybody is here.

The vultures. They are ready to execute her.

It doesn't even make me happy.

Where are our seats? There's your name. It's in front.

See you later. Good night.

Come on, my love.

Come on, my love, don't let me down.

Dalida : "Je me sens vivre"

♪♪ I don't know why I was living

♪♪ I did not know what I was serving

♪♪ Now, now, I know

♪♪ My eyes were not made Only to watch you

♪♪ My lips don't serve Only to offer you my kisses

♪♪ My ear only counts Your heart beats

♪♪ And my hands are to hold And you keep warm

♪♪ And since then, I feel alive

♪♪ I feel alive because I love you

♪♪ And since then, I feel alive

♪♪ I feel alive because I love you

♪♪ Because I love you

♪♪ Because I love you

♪♪ Because I love you

♪♪ And am loved by you

BRAVO! BRAVO!

♪♪ My eyes were only made To see you awake

Magnificent! Absolutely magnificent.

Bravo.

Thank you.

That day, she understood that she loved us both.

It was her somewhat schizophrenic side.

Meaning? In a manner of speaking

Iolanda loved me, and Dalida loved Lucien.

Did that hurt you?

Hello. Hello.

Bye.

It suits you like that.

Thank you. Do you like it?

I bring you the renewal of your contract.

Yes, it's been 10 years.

It's fucking good.

Good. What did you want to tell me?

We've been thinking. With Bruno...

Yes, I was thinking that the situation

was a bit stupid. I've been here for a long time.

I deal with artists...

on the contrary, Dali remained all alone to manage her career.

So...

In short... we will...

We will build our own production agency.

I should forget everything, then.

It's the first time that a woman leaves me.

It's your party, right?

I don't leave my friend. I know

Good. What are your plans?

San Remo.

Yes. San Remo, the festival?

She will be the godmother of an Italian singer

called Luigi Tenco.

She has a ticket to play in Italy.

And so it would be a shame...

When there is an audience. It must be taken.

No?

I don't see what you will be gaining, but you have to listen to your...

producer.

That's true.

Yes.

If I had not organized the meeting with Luigi,

we would not be here.

It was his way of life.

We could not intervene.

Luigi Tenco : "Angela"

I don't agree with Heidegger.

Ah well? No.

What's important is being "true to love".

I like your understanding of philosophy, Gigliotti.

All the credit goes to you, Professor.

That's true. All the credit goes to me.

I love you.

I love you.

Sorry. A little quiet, please.

Why did a star like you agree to come to San Remo?

For the songs of Luigi Tenco.

Do you think that Luigi Tenco can win?

Of course he can win.

Thank you all. Let's go.

The song of Ornella Vanoni would make a good chorus.

Don't you see they're using us?

It's no more art, it's a trade.

And that one who follows you everywhere.

Who? You know well.

Yes, yes, with pleasure. Let's do the pictures.

Afterwards, she must change. I will introduce you.

Don't drink too much, honey.

Do you know why I stay here?

For you.

Dali, the director of the festival.

Very honored to have you at our festival.

Good evening. They want to take pictures.

Let's do it now.

With Luigi. No.

First... Go ahead.

Yes, separately, it's better. Let's go

Camera one on the presenter.

Ladies and gentlemen

It is with pleasure I present you the 17th edition...

Luigi, it will be fine.

Of course. You will be fine.

Let us listen now

"Ciao Amare Ciao", written and performed by Luigi Tenco.

Luigi Tenco : "Ciao Amore Ciao"

You look worried. It's okay.

No worries, you will win.

I hope.

Happy? And you too? What a beautiful masquerade!

Leave me. Iolanda, please.

You are not supposed to be together. It's your turn.

I won't get there.

And now, the godmother of Luigi Tenco...

Dalida!

You song is beautiful.

It's just a loss. Next time...

For you, yes.

I make contests...

I DON'T CARE ABOUT THE CONTEST!

These people are not here for music. They understand nothing.

For them, it's a game. You understand? A game!

Not for me.

Luigi, slow down.

I beg you, slow down.

It's not a game, Dali.

I beg you, Luigi.

Luigi!

I won't come. I'm tired.

Don't give them the satisfaction.

Come.

Come.

Luigi!

Dalida : "Bang bang"

Luigi?

My love...

Luigi. Wake up!

Luigi!

Luigi!

It's not because I'm tired of living,

but as a protest towards an ignorant public

MURDERERS!

NO! THAT'S ENOUGH!

LEAVE ME ALONE.

THAT'S ENOUGH!

I CAN'T ANYMORE! ENOUGH!

They forbade me to go to his funeral.

They were scared that I would make a fuss.

They wanted to protect you.

That failed.

I understand your...

your pain, but...

But what?

I'm 34 years old, no love, no hope, no children.

You give hope to people.

And me! Who gives me?

Do you know what's hardest, between life and death?

No.

It's choosing how you want to live.

Death is sweet.

Still, it's...

You chose life.

No.

Death doesn't want me.

♪♪ My story It's the story of a love

♪♪ My complaint It's the complaint of two hearts

♪♪ A novel like so many others Which could be yours

♪♪ People here or elsewhere

♪♪ My story Is the story that we know

♪♪ Those who love Play the same, I know

♪♪ But naive or very deep

♪♪ It's the only song in the world That will never end

♪♪ This is the story

♪♪ Of a love

{Knocking}

What are you doing here?

I want to introduce you...

No, wait.

Surprise!

I could not introduce him to you before.

Wonderful!

Don't you understand? he's your nephew.

He looks like you.

Go see your aunt.

This is your godchild. If you want to be his godmother.

If I accept? Of course I accept.

In the arms of his aunt.

What an angel!

He is wonderful.

Isn't he?

It's you, right?

Are you happy?

Little angel.

It's your aunt.

What's his name?

Luigi.

But if it bothers you, he has another name.

Luigi.

Luigi!

What do you think?

What do I think?

That life continues.

First time in Italy since the drama of San Remo. Are you moved?

A lot.

What are you expecting of the Partitissima contest?

Win for Luigi. Thank you.

Glad to come back?

What do you want to tell your admirers?

Hello Rome, hello Italy.

Thank you!

I'm a fan of Tenco. I would like to see you in private.

These are his poems.

Pardon?

No, the book is for you. For me?

Follow me.

No hint of the drama that she had experienced. Got it?

Good.

Please come in.

Was he nice to you? Yes.

Thank you, Mario.

Hello. Hello.

Coffee?

No, I'm fine.

How was it with Mario? He is very protective.

Yes, it wasn't bad.

So, do you like poetry. Yes.

I'm a student of literature and philosophy.

Actually, I had to stop to... work

I would like to try again.

My biggest regret is not to have studied.

You know...

I understand Tenco's gesture.

And yours too.

May I ask you one thing?

Yes.

Give it to me.

OK.

Magnificent! He is superb!

Maria Teresa, are you ok? He is handsome!

Mom, you can always change it.

We rang the doorbell.

It's beautiful. Take it.

It's your dog.

Madam,

a cetain M. Lucio.

Shall I allow him in? We don't know him.

Let him go. No no!

I go, I go.

Who is it? I don't know.

How did you come? Hitchhiking.

In this cold weather? Yes.

I wanted to see you for Christmas. You're crazy.

I'm crazy about you.

I missed you.

You too. I will introduce you to my family.

Take off your coat.

Good evening. Good evening.

Sorry.

Thank you. Come.

I present Lucio.

Good evening.

Sit down.

Good evening.

Do you want to eat? Yes, just a little.

Thank you

Merry Christmas!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Merry Christmas!

Can you explain? At home!

No one seems to have invited him.

I welcomed him.

Christmas eve, when we are all together?

He hitchhiked through Italy and France.

And you want me to send him back?

We don't invite strangers on Christmas... family only.

Respect a little your family.

Don't expose it to your...

What? My what?

Your ... You understood very well.

If you're not happy, the door is wide open.

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas to everyone!

Bruno!

Iolanda, what's going on?

I would like to stay here forever.

You're so beautiful.

♪♪ He had just turned 18

♪♪ He was handsome like a child

♪♪ Strong like a man

My life has never been as beautiful as it is with you.

♪♪ It was obviously summer

♪♪ And I counted on seeing him ...

In 20 years, you will change your mind.

You are the most beautiful woman in the world.

♪♪ A bit of mascara on my eyes.

♪♪ It made him laugh

♪♪ When he approached me

♪♪ I would have given anything

♪♪ To seduce him

♪♪ He had just turned 18

♪♪ It made him almost insolent

♪♪ Of certainties

♪♪ And while he was getting dressed

♪♪ Already defeated I found my loneliness

♪♪ I wanted to keep him

♪♪ Yet, I let him go

♪♪ Without making a gesture

♪♪ He told me, It was not so bad!

♪♪ With infernal brightness

Come back soon!

♪♪ From his youth

♪♪ I tidied up my hair

♪♪ A little more mascara on my eyes

♪♪ As usual

♪♪ I had just forgotten

♪♪ That I was twice 18 years old

I’m pregnant.

What?

I'm pregnant.

That's wonderful!

By that young man?

Yes.

That's good.

He's 22. So what?

I'm 34.

So?

I can't ruin his life.

How would you spoil his life?

Marrying a kid. Imagine the newspapers.

'But who cares about newspapers. Yes!

Who's talking about marrige?

We will take care of it. Giuseppina will have another grandson.

Mamma must not know. Got it?

Good. We won't tell her. Don't you want a child?

This is not the issue.

It's the only issue.

I need a father.

for my child.

He can do without. We grew up without a father.

Do you think so?

But we are here. I could also take care of it.

It's not the life I'm dreaming about.

Life is not dreaming, it's sharing.

What a philosopher!

The boy is aware?

No?

No.

Will you tell him?

Never.

What will you do?

Here, here, here.

I don't know.

Dalida : "Dan, dan, dan"

♪♪ I remember

♪♪ How many times Not so long ago

♪♪ You told me

♪♪ Everything will change

♪♪ How can I

♪♪ Tell you now what I feel

♪♪ Inside of me

♪♪ When I’m alone

♪♪ Seeing the face of a child

♪♪ My heart will warm up

♪♪ Like the bells in spring

♪♪ My heart will ring

♪♪ Dan, Dan, Dan It will chime

♪♪ Dan, dan, dan

♪♪ Dan, dan, dan It will sing

♪♪ Dan, dan, dan

♪♪ Pity

♪♪ I have never seen

♪♪ The love that ...

♪♪ I now see around me

♪♪ How I would

♪♪ Tell the world what I have

♪♪ Inside of me

♪♪ When I’m alone

♪♪ At the face of a child

♪♪ This heart will warm up

♪♪ Like the bells in spring

♪♪ My heart will sing

♪♪ Dan, dan, dan it will ring

Lucio...

I had to leave earlier than expected.

Don't try to call me.

But I beg you, realize your dream.

The dream of my life.

Accept this and continue your studies.

Do it for me

I have to find myself,

Otherwise, I will lose myself again.

I'm going to stop singing

Why do you want to stop singing?

To concentrate

on my spiritual life.

You don't like to sing?

No. I love singing.

But sometimes, I feel ashamed

Of the star I’ve become just by singing.

Is that what you feel when you sing? Shame?

No.

When I sing, I become the song,

I become my public,

I become the music.

There is no division anymore.

Being awake spiritually,

is like being one with yourself.

You are naturally awake when you sing.

Your mission in life, is to sing.

This is how you help others.

You feel a lot more serene.

Much calmer.

Yes, I went through a lot of suffering.

And after my suicide attempt, I tried to understand.

The other day, I was with Lucien. Lucien Morisse, my ex husband.

And I told him

Lucien, you know me, you know my life

I went from one man to another.

But my search was always for love, the truth.

And I'm sure that love exists.

The love that runs through men, it leads to God.

Do you still love her? What are you talking about?

And me, do you love me? Of course, I love you, darling.

Then stop playing.

The bank phoned again this morning. Yes, I'm on it.

But really?

Are you doing it tomorrow? Hush, I would like to listen.

It's stronger than us. It's love.

I want to sing “I'm sick”.

It's not you at all.

It's what I've become.

Not for your audience, they want to dream. Leave the depression to Serge Lama.

He's not wrong.

My public like it when I tell them the truth.

Dali, I've always supported you, but like this, I don’t think so.

So ... let us use your hall.

What? You rent us your hall.

Yes.

Dalida is the Olympia. She won't sing elsewhere.

Listen, I can only ask, but I know nothing about letting it,

I'm only a producer. You're asking the impossible

Do you think that...

that...

this can make things a tiny bit...

more possible?

What do you think?

I think.

♪♪ I don't dream anymore

♪♪ I don't smoke anymore

♪♪ I don't love anymore

♪♪ The stories

♪♪ I'm dirty without you I'm ugly without you

♪♪ I'm like an orphan In a dormitory

♪♪ I don't want to live my life anymore

♪♪ My life ends when you leave

♪♪ I have no life And even my bed

♪♪ Turns into a station platform

♪♪ When you leave I'm sick

{Gunshot}

♪♪ Completely sick

♪♪ Like when my mother went out at night

♪♪ And left me alone With my despair

♪♪ I'm sick

♪♪ Perfectly ill

♪♪ You deprived me of all my songs

♪♪ You emptied me of all my words

♪♪ Yet, I had talent

♪♪ But touching your skin

♪♪ This love kills me

♪♪ If this continues

♪♪ I will die alone, with myself

♪♪ Near my radio Like a big idiot

♪♪ Listening to my own voice That is singing

♪♪ I'm sick

♪♪ Completely sick

♪♪ Like when my mother went out at night

♪♪ And left me alone With my despair

♪♪ I'm sick

♪♪ That's it, I'm sick

♪♪ You deprived me of all my songs

♪♪ You emptied me of all my words

♪♪ And my heart is completely

♪♪ Sick

♪♪ Surrounded by fences

♪♪ Do you hear?

♪♪ I'm sick!

Magnificent!

Can’t you see that you were a text singer.

You did not want to believe me.

I'm proud of you. And Lucien.

He's with us, you know.

With us.

DALIDA! DALIDA! DALIDA!

Listen. Listen.

DALIDA! DALIDA! DALIDA!

I'm doing my best to be happy.

But death roams like a wild beast

around me.

When I was young, I wanted my father to die.

Mmm.

When he returned from the camp,

he was so hurt.

Morally and physically.

He hit me and my brothers too.

But when he hit my mother, that's where I wanted him to die.

And he is dead.

I felt...

guilty.

Guilty.

As for Lucien and Luigi.

♪♪ With time

♪♪ As time passes, everything goes

♪♪ The other whom we worshiped

♪♪ For whom we were searching in the rain

♪♪ The other whom we recognized

♪♪ At a glance

♪♪ Between the lines, between the words

♪♪ And under the makeup of a masked oath

♪♪ Who goes to make her night

♪♪ With time

♪♪ Everything fades

♪♪ With time

♪♪ As time passes, everything goes

♪♪ Even the coolest memories

♪♪ That you have one of those mouths

♪♪ At the gallery I'm fumbling

♪♪ In the rays of death

♪♪ Saturday evening

♪♪ When tenderness Vanishes alone

That emptiness, it makes you think of what

Sundays.

I always said that I would die on a Sunday.

Normally, we don't choose, you know.

That's why,

on Sundays,

I invite all my friends home.

That way, it's party time.

♪♪ He arrives...

♪♪ Gigi the lover

♪♪ Love crusher, of velvet eyes Like a caress

♪♪ Gigi the lover

♪♪ Always a winner Sometimes without a heart

This pasta is delicious. Thank you.

The alterations you made in your living room are beautiful.

You are not fed up,

of this song? Stop!

Someone’s at the door

Dali, the count of Saint Germain has just arrived.

Hello.

Dali, I would like to introduce you To my friend Richard Chanfray.

Count Saint Germain. Nice to meet you. Enchanted.

Who is it? The alchemist who goes on TV.

the one who changes lead into gold. You will see this phenomenon.

I just love it!

Then like this, Are you immortal?

A bit like you.

No, not like me.

But I'm not immortal. I was born 17000 years ago.

I'm in a different vibration of this world

Which allows me to traverse ages.

I believe many things, but that's a bit too much.

I don't care if you believe me.

No? No.

Dalida and Alain Delon: "Paroles, Paroles"

♪♪ I'm looking at you as if it’s the first time

♪♪ More words Always words, the same words

Do you change gold into lead?

Do you know that "gold" comes from "our" which means "light"?

Love is the soul

Which tends towards light.

You speak well, Mr. Alchemist.

♪♪ But the time of dreams is over,

♪♪ Memories also fade

♪♪ When we forget them

♪♪ You're like the wind which lures the violins

♪♪ And takes away the scent of roses

♪♪ Toffees, sweets and chocolates

♪♪ Sometimes I don’t understand you

How do we say it?

Cheers. Cheers.

♪♪ You may well offer them to another

♪♪ Who loves the wind and the scent of roses

♪♪ For me, the tender words Covered with sweetness

♪♪ Stick to my mouth

♪♪ But never on my heart

♪♪ A word, again

♪♪ Words, words, words

♪♪ Listen to me... Words, words, words

♪♪ I beg you! Words, words, words

♪♪ I swear to you! Words, words, words

♪♪ Words and more words That you sow in the wind

♪♪ How beautiful you are! Words, words, words

♪♪ How beautiful you are! Words, words, words

It's crazy.

I never felt that way.

It creates many lifetimes that you are my wife.

You’re not tired of making love to me,

during all these lifetimes?

Why? Do I have this appearance?

No.

♪♪ Kiss me

♪♪ Kiss me more

♪♪ I sing for you This old song

♪♪ Kiss me

♪♪ Kiss me more

♪♪ Like a love story Which would never end

♪♪ It was sung in the streets Under unknown skies

♪♪ And throughout France

♪♪ It was believed that it was forgotten

♪♪ And for better love It starts again

♪♪ Kiss me

♪♪ Kiss me more

♪♪ If in another country It means "kiss me"

♪♪ Kiss me

♪♪ Kiss me more

♪♪ All my life I wanted to sing it with you

♪♪ We don't ask for love No everlasting oath

♪♪ No fantastic decorations

♪♪ To be in love We simply need

♪♪ Words that rhyme with music

♪♪ Kiss me

♪♪ Kiss me more

♪♪ If in another country It means "kiss me"

♪♪ Kiss me

♪♪ Kiss me more

♪♪ All my life I wanted to sing it with you

♪♪ Kiss me

♪♪ Kiss me more

I love you.

Dalida used us for her electrifying love.

It wasn’t really a surprise.

Rumor or true love?

Subjugated by the charm of Dalida, he summons her to his office

Again? Stop. You know it's not true.

My love!

My love. Come.

My love.

Stop.

Stop.

People believe that you have something going with Delon.

What people?

What do you mean “what people”?

Everybody. Your fans, everyone.

You made a cover with him... you know how they are.

But stop, my love.

You know how much I love you.

There's no love,

there is only evidence of love.

What more do you want?

Tell me, what is it that you want? I don’t know...

We can do a record together.

But, darling, you are not a singer.

Maybe Delon is a singer?

♪♪ A candlestick on a table corner

♪♪ A wood fire

♪♪ Two shadows and wind

♪♪ And from cigarette to cigarette

♪♪ The fire goes out, one last whiskey

♪♪ AND LOVE LOVE, LOVE

Perfect!

It's shit.

Bruno! What?

I would like a little more.

A bit stronger.

Is everything OK?

Stop Please.

My love, what is it?

Nothing.

I don't need pity. Really.

I don't care about this record.

Richard, stop acting like a child.

Stop.

I've gained weight.

And I have not had my period.

I may be pregnant.

We should do further tests.

but...

But?

But you can no longer have children.

What?

Your tubes have been damaged during your abortion.

Are you sure?

Will you help me?

OK?

Yes.

Sure?

Yes.

Tavares: "Heaven Must Be Missing An Angel"

You know what?

What? We should get into disco.

What?

We should record disco songs, and you are going to dance.

At my age?

It's the future, darling. And you, you are the future.

What did he say to you?

He said that I'm the future.

What a flood!

Could Martine have left it open?

No. She took the weekend off.

Don't move. If it's a thief, I'll get him.

What is that? Richard! Put this gun down.

Richard!

Richard, come here!

{Gunshot}

Richard!

Don’t be afraid, Iolanda.

Give me your hand.

Don’t be scared.

Iolanda!

You can't just leave me here.

You have to pay the fine.

I'll pay you back, I swear, but don’t leave me here.

I love you.

Time's up.

Give me your hand.

Don’t leave me, OK?

I love you.

The trial of Richard Chanfray, alias Count of Saint Germain,

ends today.

One year suspended sentence, 118 000 F damages and interest,

that his companion, Dalida, had paid to the victim,

finally out of the hospital: the boyfriend

of Dalida’s maid.

Rina Ketty: “J’attendrai”

♪♪ The day and night

Dalida: "J’attendrai"

That’s the diamond record.

Who would have thought? Dalida

managed to seduce the American audience…

She did not hesitate to enchant us in the capital of showbusiness…

…in a concert given at Carnegie Hall.

“Gigi L’amoroso” more successful in Europe

than Sinatra’s “Strangers in the Night”.

At 46, Dalida never ceases to surprise us.

Dalida celebrates 25 years of songs

with an American-style show.

A risk for the star who has sold 67 million records.

Exclusively for “Soir 3”, this show is broadcast in Paris.

Here’s Dalida!

Dalida: "Gigi in Paradisco"

♪♪ Gigi, make a corner in paradise

♪♪ A little place which looks like Italy

Hello.

Hello and congratulations, Dalida.

I'm all covered in sweat.

A towel has been provided. Thank you, Jacqueline.

Dalida, I was able to attend these rehearsals

which promise an exceptional show.

You have practiced for 10 weeks with Lester Wilson… present here.

Lester, come.

Very well...

Hello, Lester Wilson,

the famous choreographer

of “Saturday Night Fever”.

A show whose poster

has already made a lot of noise.

You know, I come from a catholic family.

It was difficult to lose...

How do you say in French? "Shyness"

We say modesty, but "shyness" is very pretty.

When I see how young you look,

I can’t believe you're already celebrating 20 years of music.

It's been a quarter of a century.

You don’t look it at all… at all.

Then, mix in one show

“Bambino”, “Je suis Malade”...

and all your disco hits,

it's a big challenge.

You are the only artist to use So many vocals.

♪♪ In this vast world

♪♪ With many countries

♪♪ I toured and toured and toured

♪♪ And when my first love called me

♪♪ I left everything and came And came

♪♪ And in his lap I laid And sang

♪♪ Salma ya salama We went and returned safely

Ah, do you recognize “mamma”?

My little baby, are you sad?

I'm sad too.

Did you drink?

Ask the question. Why do I drink?

It's my fault.

Ah! yes, my love..

My star!

You smell of Shalimar.

Are you jealous, darling?

I would not have looked elsewhere, if you haven't refused me.

You disgust me.

How do you want us to stay together if we don't make love anymore?

How can we make love if you behave like a child?

I swear to you, one day, it's you who will come and beg me. Do you hear?

IT'S YOU! Leave me! Leave me!

With these two...

How do you say "to ski" in Italian?

In Italian, it's "scii".

Thanks.

You have to talk to her.

Are you going to tell her? What?

That she must stop forcing herself to vomit.

I don't know what to say.

She's afraid to get fat... Leave her alone.

Always the same.

Cheers!

To you success!

To my brother Bruno, everyone!

To your success at the “Palais Des Sports”.

Happy New Year!

Your voice is loud, eh.

So?

And that's trashy... Don't touch!

These aging stars,

we can’t tell them anything.

Clear off.

The restaurant, my life, everything. Clear off.

Excuse me?

Can you repeat? Not everyone heard you.

GET OUT!

Bruno, you must not interfere.

Happy New Year.

Richard!

It's OK. Richard.

To the “Palais Des Sports”. To the “Palais Des Sports”.

It’s over! Do you understand? It’s over.

Calm down. Get out!

After all what I did for you?

Get out!

No, it mustn’t end it like this.

I don’t love you anymore.

But calm down. Calm down!

Again! Calm down, again?

Stop, I said, fuck! Stop!

You can’t tell me that.

I swear, I’ll stop my bullshit.

STOP, FUCK!

STOP. CAN'T YOU SEE IT'S ME?

You think you're going

to find one, at your age? Really?

Dalida: "Laissez Moi Dancer"

♪♪ I live for love and dance

♪♪ I live as if I were on vacation

♪♪ I live as if I'm eternal

♪♪ As if the news Were without problems

♪♪ I live for love and laughter

♪♪ I live as if There is nothing to say

♪♪ I have all the time to write my memoirs

♪♪ To write my story in blue ink

♪♪ Let me dance

♪♪ Let me

♪♪ Let me dance, sing Freely

♪♪ All summer

♪♪ Let me dance

♪♪ Let me

♪♪ Reach the end of the dream

♪♪ I’ve seen love and taken risks

♪♪ When it's not okay I turn the record

♪♪ I'm going, I'm coming I’m learning to live

♪♪ As if I were free And in equilibrium

♪♪ I live for love and laughter

♪♪ I live as if There is nothing to say

♪♪ I have all the time to write my memoirs

♪♪ To write my story in blue ink

♪♪ Let me dance

♪♪ Let me

♪♪ Let me dance, sing Freely

♪♪ All summer

♪♪ Let me dance

♪♪ Let me

♪♪ Reach the end of the dream

TWO YEARS LATER

What do you want to eat tonight?

Some soup?

An omelet?

No, I would like some pasta.

Pasta? Pasta. Yes.

Like yesterday? Yes. Yes.

What is she doing? Is she laughing?

She may not be so bad.

We’ll see.

OK.

May I? Yes.

Hello.

Look.

How is it going?

Well.

She's watching De Funès. Otherwise she sleeps all day.

And at night, nothing. She's not doing well at all.

She’s very tired.

That’s normal, she only eats pasta.

What’s worse, she makes herself vomit afterwards.

I had to adjust all her dresses.

And then her eyes, too. The lights,

they hurt her terribly.

I understand, I understand. She can’t stand anymore.

Are you always with her?

Of course. She needs me all day long.

We need to find an apartment elsewhere

You can’t stay here all the time.

So?

Don’t you want the curtains open? The weather is beautiful outside.

No... No, Bruno, thank you.

My eyes are hurting me.

Yeah... I have good news for you

Youssef Chahine offers you a role in his new film.

That's good.

Yes.

You have to get back in shape.

Do you understand?

OK with this?

OK. Good.

Thanks.

CAIRO. ON SET "SIXTH DAY" 1986

I like many things.

I cannot describe them to you...

Is there someone in your life? Yes.

What’s his name? Michel.

How old is Michel?

50.

Oh! Is he your husband?

No.

I need to go do my makeup... or they will kill me!

Is it true that you have already died once?

Not exactly.

Is death scary?

No. It's like a dream.

Come on, Hassan. We are late. You have to do your makeup now.

Now, Hassan!

The Egyptian star Dalida was welcomed...

by a welcoming parade reserved to heads of states

following the success of the film “The 6th Day”, directed by Youssef Chahine.

What gave you the idea, of bringing us here?

I wanted to drive in front of our house.

He could have avoided sending us a convertible, anyway.

Stop gesticulating!

Calm down.

Defend yourself a little.

This is wonderful. They are here for us.

Thanks.

Happy? Yes.

Do you like the music Yes.

But I warn you,

I don’t want to hear a whisper.

Total silence during the rehersal. OK?

Perfect. Let’s go.

You will eat at the house.

What are you doing here all alone?

You could have called me, still.

It's okay? We would have eaten together.

You eat alone? You're crazy.

So? Everything is fine.

I have spoken with the producers of the comedy musical “Cleopatra”.

That’s great.

It will be done. They assured me.

I'm happy. Good.

Do you want a cigarette? Yes.

I can’t quit, but I don’t care.

I have something for you.

Oh?

What is it?

I knitted it.

You did this? Yes

That's wonderful!

It’s superb.

It's very beautiful. Bravo!

You will think of me.

I always think of you.

So, will we eat together tomorrow?

Tomorrow, I'm going to the theater with Michel.

Oh yes, I forgot.

All the better. Let’s make it Sunday.

With pleasure.

As usual. Yes.

Can we have a glass of wine here?

Waiter! Yes, I'm yours.

He is coming.

Here.

I must quit. Yes, you told me.

I must quit. I know.

Me too.

Is everything OK?

Michel will come

To pick you up? Yes.

Shall I wait with you?

No, but you're very kind, Jacqueline.

Sure you don’t want

me to stay here tonight?

No, he's going to sleep here tonight.

OK. Good night.

Good night.

Jacqueline, please don’t wake me up

tomorrow morning. Okay.

♪♪ For not to live alone

♪♪ We live with a dog

♪♪ We live with roses

♪♪ Or with a cross

♪♪ For not to live alone

♪♪ We made films

♪♪ We like a memory

♪♪ A shadow, anything

♪♪ For not to live alone

♪♪ We live for the spring

♪♪ And when the spring dies

♪♪ For the next spring

♪♪ For not to live alone

♪♪ I love you and am waiting for you

♪♪ To have the illusion

♪♪ Of not living alone

♪♪ Of not living alone

♪♪ For not to live alone

♪♪ Girls love girls

♪♪ And we see boys

♪♪ Getting married to boys

♪♪ For not to live alone

♪♪ Others make children

♪♪ Children who are alone

♪♪ Like all the children

♪♪ For not to live alone

♪♪ We make cathedrals

♪♪ Where all those who are alone

♪♪ Cling to a star

♪♪ For not to live alone

♪♪ I love you and I'm waiting for you

♪♪ To have the illusion

♪♪ Of not living alone

♪♪ For not to live alone

♪♪ We make friends

♪♪ And we bring them together

♪♪ When the nights become boring

♪♪ We live for money

♪♪ Its dreams, its palaces

♪♪ But we never had

♪♪ A coffin with two seats

♪♪ For not to live alone

♪♪ I live with you

♪♪ I'm alone with you

♪♪ You’re alone with me

♪♪ For not to live alone

♪♪ We live like those who want

♪♪ To give themselves the illusion

♪♪ Of not living alone

Life is unbearable for me ... Forgive me.

♪♪ Come, but don’t come When I’m alone

♪♪ When the curtain, one day, will fall

♪♪ I want it to fall behind me

♪♪ Come, but don’t come When I’m alone

♪♪ I who have chosen everything in my life

♪♪ I want to choose my death too

♪♪ There are those who want to die On a rainy day

♪♪ And others in a sunny day

♪♪ There are those who want to die Alone in a bed

♪♪ Quiet, in their sleep

♪♪ Me, I want to die on stage

♪♪ In front of the projectors

♪♪ Yes, I want to die on stage

♪♪ Open my heart, all in color

♪♪ Dying without any trouble

♪♪ At the last meeting

♪♪ Me, I want to die on stage

♪♪ Singing to the end

♪♪ Come, but don’t come When I’m alone

♪♪ We both know each other

♪♪ We've seen each other closely

♪♪ Come, but don’t come When I’m alone

♪♪ Choose a gala evening instead

♪♪ If you want to dance with me

♪♪ My life has burned under too much light

♪♪ I can't go into the shadows

♪♪ I want to die with a laser beam

♪♪ Before a packed house

♪♪ Me, I want to die on stage

♪♪ In front of the projectors

♪♪ Yes, I want to die on stage

♪♪ Open my heart, all in color

♪♪ Dying without any trouble

♪♪ At the last meeting

♪♪ Me, I want to die on stage

♪♪ Singing to the end

♪♪ Dying without any trouble

♪♪ A well orchestrated death

♪♪ Me, I want to die on stage

♪♪ That's where I was born