All language subtitles for Clouds.Of.Sils.Maria.2014

Maria Enders will not be doing Jakarta.
Or Lima. No, no!

Yes, its okay on the Annie Leibovitz shoot, but just
for that one day. And in New York, like we agreed?

Yes, I know it'll be tight,
I'm sorry about that. Um...

You're gonna have to excuse me,
I have to jump on another call.

Get back to me by tomorrow,
all right? Okay.

Hello.

Yes, this is Valentine, Maria's...
Maria Ender's personal assistant.

Yeah, we received the date of the hearing, but...

she will not be in Paris that day, we...
we told the lawyer two times.

She's the one who filed for divorce,
why would she be holding things up?

That... that's ridiculous.

Okay, well, we're gonna...

Hel... hello?

I'm sorry, we... we're on a...

Hello?

I'm sorry, I can barely... we're just...

we're on a train and I'm not sure if I...

Hello?

No, I still can't, I...

We're in the Alps, there's a ton of
mountains and tunnels and I... yeah.

Have you read this article about Google
and users' private information, it's...

disgraceful, they're too powerful.

Thanks.

So, I have no service in here because of
all the tunnels, but I did reach Gwen.

She says that she's gonna take the
"X-Men" thing off IMDB.

Gwen did the one I was in, huh?

Now, why am I playing Nemesis again?

Well, they have to do it now because
everyone's blogging about it already.

Yeah, I'm sick of acting,
hanging from wires in front of green screens.

- I've outgrown it.
- Fans are gonna be devastated.

Oh, did you speak to...
what's his name?

Urs... Urs Kobler.
Is the agenda set for tonight?

Yeah, you're all set,
you have just the three interviews,

and then announce the presentation of
the award and the official dinner.

He's gonna meet us at the train station
and start to take us to the Dolder, Dolder, Dol...

That... that's where you wanted to stay, right?

I've written the first draft, wanna hear it?

Sure.

"I'm very honored that
Wilhelm Melchior asked me"

"to accept the prize you
are awarding me tonight."

"As you all know, he decided a long time
ago to stay away from all public events."

"Not because he's shy or proud,
he's a modest and generous man,"

"But he insists on protecting the
peace and quiet he needs to write."

"I wish that I could promise you all that I,
myself, will place this prize in his hands,"

"but Wilhelm has forbidden me to do so."

"He asked me to join him tomorrow in Sils
Maria, where he lives for part of the year."

"But on one condition...
that I come empty-handed."

"If I'm here tonight it's
because I owe everything to him."

"He chose an unknown 18 year old
actress for the lead in a play"

"you all know, the "Maloja's Snake",
and then for the film."

"That unknown actress
who play Sigrid was me."

"In two months of shooting, he gave me"

"everything I needed to build a career on...
my career"

Up to here it's fine and then it's all
downhill.. it's fragments.

You want me to finish it for you?

No, I'm the one who has to pay tribute to him,
I have to find my own words.

If I'm stuck I'll ask you. Okay?

So, Mappy says it's gonna take about two and
a half hours to get to Sils Maria from Zurich.

We have a driver.

Also, I texted Wilhelm's wife,
she hasn't gotten back to me yet.

That's not like Rosa,
are you sure I gave you the right number?

I have to take this.

Good evening, dear master.

I told his client,
my ex-husband,

I couldn't make the meeting,
quite simply because we're abroad.

I know you want to grab up
that share of the apartment.

I made a very reasonable offer.

Check-out the average price
per square yard in the 7th. district.

Compromise, yes, but I'm not a
complete idiot, I know that we'd lose out.

I have to talk to you.

You know the law
better than I do, right?

Nobody's being forced
to stay in that area.

I know, I heard...
just a second ago.

I know, I know,
I haven't told her yet, but...

As soon as I can,
okay, I got it, yeah.

Look, if the client wants to sell and
split it up, I have no problem with that.

We'll give it to an agency tomorrow morning
and then we'll see what the market's like.

WILHELM HAS DIED.

Yeah, there's really nothing on net yet,
just... just this press release, and...

- Comments.
- What kind of comments?

You don't wanna know, they're stupid,
it just says... ya know...

From Zorglub228,
"I thought he died a while ago, besides"

"he hasn't written anything
of interest in 20 years."

WiseGuy666,
"Nobody pays attention to writers,"

"people die all over the world
and no one ever mentions them."

Zora Rose, "Didn't know who this guys was.",
but offers her condolences to the family.

So. I spoke to Jost Coverin,
We canceled the press, obviously.

I'm gonna work it out
when we get in tonight.

It's gonna be really... different.

It'll be gloomy, official and stiff,
everything Wilhelm hated.

Yeah, people are gonna be sad.

What do you expect, he's... he's dead.

If I wanted to be true to him,
I'd turn around and go home.

I think you'll find the
words once you're there.

I think they'll come naturally,
I think... You Know...

Who could do him justice
better than you, a stranger?

You love him, it's different.

I love him.

I know so little about him.

You know...
you know what I mean.

If you want to be true to him,
you have to do them.

Hello?

Um... sure... yeah, we're on a train
so we might lose you, but I'll... I'll ask her.

- It's Franz Zinner.
- Oh, God.

You've got to... have to, I'm sorry.

- Rosa just called.
- I'll call her right back.

She's actually not gonna be available
'til tonight, she's really busy, she...

still has to go to the morgue.

- Did you find out anything?
- Yeah.

Wilhelm's home in Sils Maria,
Rosa went for a check-up in Basel.

She thinks that he was
home all day writing, as usual,

went for a late afternoon walk,
but she called to check on him,

and couldn't get through, so she got
worried and sent the neighbors over.

Doors were locked,
the lights were out, he wasn't home.

When did they find him?

Late afternoon,
in the middle of nowhere.

They think it was a heart attack.

It's so exciting having you here.

Thanks.

The cockroaches must've
taken a later train.

Join us at the hotel.

See you there.

You're ah... at a loss for words.

I have to say,
my first reaction was to head right back

I understand.

We were wondering if we move forward
or cancel everything.

You know, here in Switzerland,
we are not big on public displays or anything.

Especially greed.

This should have
been a celebration,

and now it will be only
a posthumous homage.

It's gonna generate the kind
of press we do not want.

We are trying to keep
that on distance.

The paparazzi are gonna be all over her,
you realize that, right?

I have to think it over.

Everything's hitting me at once,
so I don't... I don't know.

Of course,
that's why we invited Henryk Wald.

Henryk Wald?

Yes.

He's devastated as well, but he agreed
to hop on a plane to be with us tonight.

If you prefer not
to accept the prize,

Henryk can do it, it's up to you.

He's associated with Wilhelm's theatre,

Most of the plays
were written for him.

You don't appreciate him?

We did two films together...
no, we didn't get along very well.

But I'm glad he's here.

He and Wilhelm were very close
and Rosa likes him a lot.

He's a... a great actor.

One last question...

I forgot to tell you those things, right?

- Chanel.
- Chanel.

The press attach¨¦ from Chanel is waiting for
you at the hotel to try on your gown.

- You don't have to.
- No, you do not have to.

Can you turn this off?

And no fruit, thank you.

Okay, all good, thank you.

So, what do you think, would she stay?

- Yeah, she... she'll stay.
- Because if not, I have to change the tickets.

I know, she'll stay,
trust me, thank you.

I can't deal with this,
it's impossible.

I'll never find the right words.

His body isn't even cold yet and
everybody wants a piece of him,

starting with Henryk Wald, of course.

Of course he'd be happy
to accept the prize.

Why are you so upset with him?

I have no reason to have
stopped being upset with him.

So, he was, like, in love
with you or something?

Not at all, he was just...
furious I didn't give in to him.

He's perverse, violent,
he hits women.

He likes to humiliate them.

Look it up on the internet.

I thought we despised
the internet.

- Caroline? Hey! How are you?
- Hello.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Thanks for agreeing to do this, I know
this must be really difficult for you.

- This is Berndt.
- Oh, hi.

- Hi.
- Very pleased to meet you.

Do you remember those really trashy
photos I showed you of Lindsay Lohan?

This guy's responsible.

But I'll try to be more elegant today.

It's Rosa.

Am I bothering you?

I just wanted to tell you...

to thank you.

It's good that you are there,
it's good...

that you're accepting the prize.

It's what Wilhelm wanted.

Henryk? No, I didn't know...

Do you know what he
thought of Henryk?

"The less he understands, the better he is,
and when he understand nothing, he's excellent!"

I would have liked to give you a hug, but...

I'm leaving.

I can't stand being alone in Sils,
it's too difficult.

But there's something I want you...

and only you...

...to know.

So, he knew about the
illness for a long time.

Did the autopsy say what he swallowed?

I feel... he left nothing to chance.

Beautiful,
turn your body a bit sideways, please?

Chin... chin up a little bit,
please, thank you, great.

Maria, sorry, it's...

- Your future ex.
- Again, all right?

- Hold on a second.
- All right.

Hello? Hello?

Spare me the somber tone,
I'm not the one who died.

I know that Wilhelm's dead.
I'm in Zurich now.

The press is all here.

Are we to put them all in?

What you need to know is that
we met very early at Sandusky

we proposed studying
literature and theology.

And I had the privilege of acting in
all of his plays, here and abroad.

He had become a recluse,
mysterious, inaccessible.

Wilhelm was the simplest
man in the world.

He liked to ski in the winter,
and go hiking in the summer.

Those are the fondest
memories I have of him.

His later work,
depicts a bleak, destructive vision.

I acted in those plays.

It's true,
at times I found them scary.

A sea of gray hair.

Completely.

So, first I'll say a few words.

I hope I'm up to the task.

And then I'll introduce Henryk.

Once he has finished,
he asks you to join him on stage.

You will introduce the film...
that's it.

I saw Wilhelm two weeks ago.

We went hunting.

He was his usual self,
there, and not there.

He mentioned the prize,
said he wouldn't be attending.

I told him he'd miss an
opportunity to see you.

I was on Long Island
six months ago.

I spent a week with him and Rosa.

- I know.
- I don't give a FUCK that you know.

Henryk, we're almost on.

- We should really go.
- You'll excuse me.

We had an affair when we were
shooting "Maloja's Snake".

- Yeah, I couldn't tell.
- Yeah, I was 18, kinda dumb.

And he really took advantage.

After the shoot,
I never heard from him.

- It destroyed me.
- I'm sure you've run into him since.

We made another film
together afterwards.

- Which one?
- Oh, you don't want to know.

Tolstoy adaptation, German producers.

Who cares?

About ten years later I was famous,
THEN he was interested.

And he kept harassing me,
calling me in the middle of

the night, I didn't give in,
and that he hated.

And he made me pay for it
every single day of the shooting.

He's really amazing in that one movie...

What is it called?

He plays a Soviet defector
with missile codes and shit?

- Do you know...
- No, I don't know, never heard of it.

He's great in it.

He's so intense.

Especially in the more physical scenes,
that stare, he is like...

- I like him.
- Yeah, I kinda got it.

I mean, as an actor, I really like him

Unfortunately, he has to
leave tomorrow morning...

Henryk Wald!

Thank you ladies and gentlemen.
I was here on this stage four years ago,

for the premiere of Wilhelm Melchior's
"The Reichstag Burns".

I didn't know then that
it would be his last work.

He sat there in the third
row and stared at me.

I had never acted so badly.

Maria, you're on in five minutes.

Wilhelm Melchior
will always be with us,

through his works.

Maria.

I had the privilege of working with him
here in London, and elsewhere.

I'm not saying "adieu",
only "see you soon", Wilhelm.

Thank you, Henryk,
with that beautiful tribute.

Now. please welcome an old friend of
Wilhelm, who came just for this occasion.

I ask you to give your heartfelt
applause for... Maria Enders!

Thank you.

Go get 'em, tiger.

Thank you, very much.

- Hi.
- Welcome.

I'm honored to welcome you here.

I wish it had been under
happier circumstances.

It's... it's great to celebrate his work,
especially today.

I was eager that the city
of Zurich pay tribute to him.

He was very grateful to you,
he told me so.

Hey! She'll just be two seconds.

I'm sure she's gonna be thrilled
to be relieved of officialdom.

- You know that his last play was set in Zurich?
- Oh, yes.

He hangs around with Ayakotham,
our political tramps.

That's an understatement.

You should know,
your character was evil.

Klaus Diesterweg wants to see you.

Excuse me, sorry.

- I already told him "no".
- He's here just to see you.

His project doesn't interest me, okay?

He's a great director, just hear him out,
you don't have to do it.

- He's probably the best for Generation.
- I know, we saw the same production.

I mean, if you'd like to go on chatting with
the Mayor and Henryk, then, be my guest.

No, thank you.

Hi, do you mind if I cut out for a bit?

- I'm just gonna go meet Berndt.
- Berndt?

The photographer.

I'm just gonna find somewhere a bit livelier,
this place hasn't had some.

No problem, I don't plan to hang around.

Enjoy!

Thank you for finding some time for me.

- It's a pleasure to meet you.
- I hope you don't find me to insistent.

No, not at all, I've seen quite a few
of your productions, I enjoy them and...

I know we'll find an
opportunity to work together...

in the future.

Give me one more chance.

Klaus...

I played Sigrid in "Maloja's Snake"...

when I was eighteen.

For me it was more than a role, and...

in some way I AM still Sigrid.

That's my point, Sigrid seduces Helena...

And it has nothing to do with being a lesbian,
by the way... I've always been straight.

- That's not at all what I meant.
- Sigrid is free,

beyond everything, and most of all
she's destructive, unpredictable.

I know.

And right or wrong,
I've always identified with that freedom.

It's a way of...

protecting myself.

Do you smoke?

No, no, I try not to.

And for you Helena
embodies the opposite?

Helena's 40, she runs a company,

she falls head over heels in love
with a girl who doesn't love her.

And woos to suicide.

Yes, she's completely the opposite.

But, what is it that attracts Helena
to Sigrid, if they are so different?

It's obvious...

her youth.

Well, if you're telling me that I'm Helena's
age now, yeah, you're right, it's true.

But that doesn't mean I can play her.

The way I see Helena
is totally different.

Despite her Bourgeois life,
despite her responsibilities,

she's not the epitome of order,

and not at all the
opposite of Sigrid.

Well, she is married, with children,
her social life is a huge success,

and she sacrifices it all.
Yeah, she's destructive.

Sigrid reviles this
hidden violence in Helena.

Was it hidden or chained?

Time's gone by and
she can't accept it.

Me, neither, I guess.

There's no antagonism...

It's the attraction of two
women with the same wound.

Sigrid and Helena are
one in the same person.

One in the same person.

That's what the play is about.

And because you were Sigrid,
only you can be Helena now.

How can you be so sure?

You know, as well as I do, that

Wilhelm Melchior had been
working on a sequel for years.

Yes, but it was about
Sigrid at 40 years' old.

No, it was about Sigrid twenty years later,
became Helena.

So, who's gonna play Sigrid?

Jo-Ann Ellis.

She did super-hero movie that
just opened in the States.

- And besides that?
- Not much.

She's 19 years, she's a lot more interesting
than her interviews and profiles.

She has a theatrical background.

She doesn't want to be
swallowed-up by Hollywood.

She admires you and she's willing
to pull-out of her other commitments.

I've listened carefully.

But to be honest,
the role scares me,

Helena scares me.

I'm in the middle of a divorce,

I feel alone and vulnerable.

Probably too vulnerable to do this.

If you refuse, I'll understand, but...

it will be a missed opportunity.

Especially for Wilhelm.

I should get going.

Excuse me,
but I won't be staying for dinner.

Good evening, Maria.

Klaus.

I have another reason.

Susan Rosenberg...

She played Helena with me.

I remember Susan Rosenberg.

She died in a car
accident a year after.

It is a superstition, I've always
associated her death with Helena's suicide.

She was a lousy actress who didn't
understand a thing about the role,

and her conventional style of acting highlighted
the modernity of your performance.

You should be grateful to her.

Is there a way of changing...

No, I'm sorry.

You were with Klaus Diesterweg,
are you going to accept his offer?

What offer?

You know, he's a very good director.

If he'd offered me a role,
I'd accept it on the spot.

So, that means, then, I should accept it?

God! No!

There's much talk about sequel of his.

Remember, he never finished it.

Sorry to be brutal,
but I'm a simple man,

and the play tells
a simple story.

An older woman falls in
love with a scheming girl

that has her wrapped
around her little finger.

The girl takes advantage of her,

squeezes everything
she can out of her,

then dumps her.

Helena's love for
Sigrid makes her stupid,

and blind to what everybody in
the audience can see right away.

But, then,
that's really all she's ever wanted.

She's fascinated by her own downfall.

It's as clear as day.

That's why the play was such a hit.

It is still being performed today.

Why stage it if you want
to tell another story?

I think your reading is simplistic.

I know Sigrid, and...

believe me,
she's more interesting than that.

Yes, she takes advantage of Helena.

Yes, she fascinates her,
and she knows it.

Well,
you can decide not to look any further,

but I had to, because I played her.

You're just talking about
what's on the surface.

The play's about what
attracts them to each other.

It's harder to see,
and it's more profound, and... truer.

The impossibility of their
relationship is AS cruel to Sigrid.

Cruel for Sigrid?

- I'm sure she'll get over it.
- What do you know?

Time, youth,
she has her life ahead of her.

Well, Helena's young too,
I mean, she's not old.

She has her life ahead of her, too,
but she decides to give it all up.

Helena is not used
to being turned down,

she discovers her own frailty
and she can't accept it.

We'll drop Mrs. Wald off first,
please.

Grand Hotel du Lac, please.

So, Klaus has persuaded you?

You're going to play Helena.

I didn't say that, but I'm considering it...
yes.

Are you sure you don't
want to have a last drink?

I'm already drunk... Darling.

Henryk!

Hold on.

ROOM 338.

HENRYK WALD.

JO-ANN ELLIS.

I just found the main road again, I'm sorry,
I must've set the GPS wrong.

Like, in an hour or so, probably.

I had a... dream.

We were already rehearsing, and...

the past and the present were blending together.

- I'm confused.
- No kidding.

I shouldn't've said yes to Klaus.

But Wilhelm's death...
mourning... I couldn't refuse.

He is a "sick" director.

Jo-Ann's a superstar, it pays well.

I don't need the money.

Okay.

Hello.

Stay as long as you want.

I like the fact that you are working
in the part here, where it was written.

You promised, no ghosts.

There aren't any.

I was joking.

No, it was half joking.

This is what I wanted to show you.

This is where Wilhelm killed himself.

But that... that stays between you and me.

- Is that the Maloja Pass, over there?
- Yes.

- The Snake, right?
- The Snake.

Why a snake? It fades so... it's ambiguous.

The "Maloja's Snake".

It's a cloud formation.

Fairly rare, virtually unexplained...

it's a sign of bad weather.

And the clouds,
they are coming from the Italian lakes,

over the Pass,

and winding through the Valley

like a serpent.

That's why it's a snake.
They call it a snake.

THE MALOJA CLOUD PHENOMENON .

FORBIDDING,

THE CLOUDS RISE
ABOVE THE MALOJA PASS.

THE SO-CALLED MALOJA SNAKE.

Wilhelm was fascinated by this film.

He used to marvel at the fact that
the true nature of the landscape,

revealed itself in these images.

The black and white
creates a distance,

sets the passing of time.

It's almost a century old.

Actually,
it comes from very far away,

That's the beauty of it.

- Love you, Rosa, thank you.
- Thank you.

I won't promise to come and
see you off in London.

I hope you change your mind,
all right?

Theater is only theater.

Come, Maria!

This belonged to Wilhelm...

keep it.

When you were 18 years old,
you weren't a child,

There had to have been some
kind of attraction in her,

Wilhelm was far from a saint, right?

Maybe.

He DID choose me, so,
he must have felt something, but...

that remains unspoken.

- So you admit...
- That it's not very important.

It's not very important.

If that's not important,
what the fuck is important?

All that matters is what's in the movie.

So you admit there was attraction?

Stop.

Why? Was it mutual?

Yes!

No! I don't know, I don't know.

You don't understand.

Yes, I was attracted to Wilhelm, but...

it's normal, I was finally just FEELING
attracted in... with the intimacy.

So, there was intimacy, too?

Stop picking apart every word I say!

Anything more would have
endangered our relationship.

I was...

My intuition told me that I was
far more valuable than desired.

I... I feel ya, you were in love with him.

Of course I wasn't.

Stop over-simplifying,
it's too easy, I was less than that,

and I was better.

I don't know anymore, maybe I'll only
remember what suits me to remember.

Yeah, I think so.

- The story changes every time.
- Bitch!

Do you want to christen a
shopping mall in Nanking?

No.

How about he series of
commercials for eye glasses?

- No.
- It's only in Latin America.

- No!
- All right, um...

There's a Spanish horror flick, it's pretty gory,
you'd be playing a Mother Superior.

There are werewolves involved,
for whatever reason.

No.

An interview with an
Italian magazine targeting

ACTIVE women, "Seduction after 40."

- No!
- But it's the cover.

No!

- Mario Testino's shooting it.
- I don't care.

Jo-Ann Ellis'
movie is opening up in Europe.

She wants to meet you.

- When?
- Next week.

Where?

Wherever you want,
she'll come here, if you like.

Definately not here.

Maybe I'll tell her to book the Waldhaus.

- When's the movie opening?
- It opened last week.

Have you read a paper lately?

I'm sorry, you want one?

It's playing in St. Moritz
if you wanna see it.

Oh, I'd rather wait until rehearsals started.

Keep the image of
Sigrid as myself at 18.

I know, I know, I know,
it's a little disturbing.

If only more interesting.

Well, I didn't know you at 18, but
I'm almost positive Jo-Ann's a lot worse.

How can you be so sure?

Have you Goggled her?

No, I just looked at the pictures.

Well, you should dig a little deeper.

Won't take you long to
find all the naked photos.

The latest updates of her exploits.

Such as?

Her breakup?

Andrew Beltram?

Any idea who that is?

I don't know.

What world do you live in?
He's like...

- He's the biggest star.
- Says who?

Preteens?
Oh.

Hey, there are a shit ton of them,
so, be careful.

Um, he broke up with her because she
wouldn't stop getting wasted...

cheating on him in public.

So, she went to his house with a gun,
and he went bat-shit, threw her out.

But, like, violently threw her out.

Not exactly the way Klaus described her.

The neighbors had to subdue her, she was, like,
shooting up the place, apparently it wasn't easy.

She went to rehab to
get out of doing time.

- She's better now.
- According to press releases.

Oh, yeah.

And, ah... the classical training,
the theater background, is that all... bullshit?

No, no, that's all true.

She took off and just
started really fucking up,

I think she probably got jealous of,
like, Hollywood... trash.

TMZ deemed her "The A-List actress
that dreamt of making it to the Z-List."

You could have told me sooner.

- You despise internet gossip.
- This is not gossip, it's information.

It's celebrity news...
it's fun.

- I thought you liked her a lot.
- I do.

I love her, she's not... completely
antiseptic like the rest of Hollywood.

Well, you just said she was
a self-destructive, crazy girl.

- I didn't say that.
- Sorry, I must have misunderstood, then.

- Where are my fucking cigarettes?
- They're right in front of you.

Where!

- Hello?
- Ah!

She's brave enough to be herself.

At her age,
I think that's pretty fucking cool.

I don't see what's so cool about
fucking around, getting wasted out

of your mind, and almost killing
your boyfriend who's sick of you.

I think she's got a bright future.

Actually, I think she's my favorite actress.

You mean more than me.

No, I... I didn't mean that.

I'm more... What?
Conventional?

Boring?

And I can't reach her intensity? No.

- I didn't say that.
- Of course not.

Good night.

Motherfucker!

Stop fucking following me
around or I'll fucking kill you!

...fucking kill you!

So, let me ask you a tough question.

You were fired from the
"Forbidden Planet" remake.

Ah, I don't know about that.

You were supposed to play the
old Anne Francis role, Altair.

I don't know, maybe.

After your D.U.I. arrest,
your studio canceled the contract.

Ya know, even if that were true,

that would have cost them
an arm and a leg.

What if it were true, but,
then, I'm not saying it is,

but hypothetically speaking,

I wouldn't be able
to even talk about it right now,

because I would have signed a
confidentiality agreement with the studio.

So, let's imagine you were arrested for a D.U.I.,

and you had insulted
the police officers.

No, no... no, that's not
hypothetical, that's a verified fact.

I did get arrested on a D.U.I,
and I... I... I did assault police officers.

- So, it's the studio's reaction that's hypothetical.
- Exactly!

And their hypothetical batch of crazy response,

would have cost them a
hypothetical seven-figure sum,

which I guess I wouldn't be able
to talk about right now, right?

So, will you be appearing on the remake for
"Forbidden Planet?

I'd rather die very, very slowly...

of, probably, food poisoning.

Rumor has it that we'll
see you on stage?

Yeah, uh...

I'm gonna... I'm gonna do...
do a play called "Maloja's Snake",

with Maria Enders.

She's gonna play the older woman,

and I will play the one
who drives her to suicide.

France is kinda rad, eh?

Where in London will it play?

They told me the name of it...
this theatre.

- It's still being negotiated.
- Who's directing?

Klaus.

- Klaus, who?
- Klaus, Klaus, you know?

- THE Klaus.
- Klaus-Klaus?

- Klaus-Klaus.
- Yes,

fucking Klaus! You should do your job and look
him up, you're a fucking reporter for God's sake.

- Well, you apparently don't know anything.
- Santie Klaus!

- Klaus Kinski.
- Klaus Barbie.

This is the armchair.

Office door.

Desk.

Okay, go ahead.

Come in.

Sigrid, I asked you here because
your internship is almost over.

And I wanted to congratulate you...

personally.
Have a seat.

No, there... the armchair.

Everyone in my office sings your praises.

Including the nastiest ones,
the ones who think that

I shouldn't have taken over the
company after my father died,

that I'm running it into the ground.

The ones who consider me incompetent,
not because I'm a woman,

but because they look at the figures,

and the figures aren't
what they should be.

I know, it's true,
it keeps me up at night.

It's been eating away at me.

They persuaded me and
I think they're right.

Why are you telling me this,
it's none of my business.

You want people to know?

You think if you arouse their pity,
they'll back off.

I've been around a lot less than you.

Then, my experience is quite the opposite,
wouldn't you agree?

When they tell me about you,

how much they appreciate you,

they're using you to humiliate me.

Shit! I messed up! Fuck!

It's what?

- To remind.
- It's to remind me! Aw, shit!

I hate this fucking scene.

I have too many memories of
Susan Rosenberg,

the disgust she made me feel when
she was slipping into the skin this

defeated woman!

She got such obscene pleasure out of it,
night after night.

- Why... why defeated?
- Defeated by... by...

age, by... by her insecurity.

- Letting this kid lead her around by the nose.
- Stop...

C'mon, let's not...

- That's not all there is to it, there's...
- Let's start over.

This poor woman is ready to kill herself
before the play even starts.

She's using Sigrid as a weapon, that's all.

Let's start over.

When they tell me about you,

how much they appreciate you,

it's to REMIND me how happy they are
to grant you what they never granted me.

They're using you to humiliate me.

It's not just your youth or
your powers of seduction,

No, it's your aplomb,
your unshakeable self confidence.

You don't know me.

Nothing gets to you, you RADIATE
self confidence.

- And you do not?
- I wear a mask.

It works with some people,
others see right through it.

I can tell which is which right away.

There's one thing I excel at,

that's reading people's behavior.

How should I be reading yours?

What do you think?

I don't know, I'm reluctant to say it,
that's pretty clear.

Tell me reluctant.

Helena nervously crosses and uncrosses
her legs, reaches for a cigarette.

Can you talk about your
insecurities, your vulnerabilities?

You opened up to me,
I'm not exactly sure why.

It's as if you're expecting something.

Can I be frank?

I don't think it's company figures
that are keeping you up at night.

- What's keeping me up then?
- Desire.

For me, I think.

I noticed it the second you hired me,
and

I'm sorry,
but I've had fun playing with it.

- You've let me play with it.
- Fun?

What a strange word.

It's not what I was expecting.

This text is impossible!

Oh, my God!

So now the play's bad?

No, but everything's waiting
to make Sigrid look good.

I didn't mean it like that.

I see her arrogance, her cruelty...

and Helena's humanity.

She's able to talk about her own pain.

It's moving.

Let's start over.

Fun?

What a strange word.

It's not what I was expecting.

She's such a stupid cunt.
Oh.

And I didn't expect you
to talk about desire, either.

Let me be frank, now.

It makes me uncomfortable.

And it forces me to see you...
differently.

And that gets under your skin.

Pause.

You can tell me.

Stands, lights a cigarette.

In fact, it's exactly what you want to say,
so say it.

Yes, it's true.

You get under my skin.

And I wanted to ask you to stay on, and...

become my personal assistant.

She doesn't accept... I mean, she DOES accepts.

Without hesitation, she accepts!

I've been feeling sick all morning.

I feel dirty.

I don't like Helena,
no matter how much humanity you see in her.

- Want some?
- No, thanks.

Or maybe BECAUSE of that humanity.

I don't know, I don't care,
I don't feel good in her skin.

I don't know why I have
to inflict this on myself.

- Then don't do it.
- That's what I'm saying, I'm not doing it.

I'd like to take the car tonight.

Berndt rented a house on
Lake Como, with some friends.

That's pretty far.

It is... two hours by car.

If I left at six,
I could probably be back by sunrise.

- Would you be okay alone?
- Yeah.

No, just... just be careful on
the mountain roads at night.

Are you involved with him?

I mean is... is this a thing now?

I like him.

Ah! You like him.

That's all we'll get.

You're jealous.

Jealous?

I don't know, it's my time,
my thoughts...

- maybe my affection.
- No, I'm not jealous,

I'm THRILLED that you have a boyfriend,
there haven't been that many.

And when there is one you
burn through him pretty fast.

- I'll tell you.
- No, you won't.

And I never know if I should believe
what little you DO tell me.

It's you.

- Why the fuck are we doing this?
- Yes!

Can you pass me those,
I'm a little late.

- Sorry.
- See ya.

We can anything,
but you did sign a contract,

pulling out'll cost you.

I thought it over,
I worked on the scene, I can't.

I mean, I can, but...

It... it's too hard, I feel
too much resent for Helena.

I'm Sigrid! I want to stay Sigrid!

Sigrid is twenty!

I don't care, I know I'm right.

It doesn't interest me anymore,
it spoils my memories, it's not constructive!

They'll sue and it'll go on for months.

- They can replace me.
- It's too late .

Klaus doesn't want
anyone else for Helena.

So, I'm a hostage!

You'll be appearing in a
prestigious production

that's been waiting for
you for twenty years.

I'm asking you to get me out of this.

Great, but like I said, it won't be cheap.

Figure something out!

There's no use getting upset,
we'll take care of it,

but I'm giving you due diligence, okay?

Wait! You have to stay with us!

We're mutants, just like you.

But we all have doubts.
That's about our powers.

Are we worthy of them?

Do we have the right to use them?

After all,
what is good and what is evil?

And who are we to decide?

Scarlet Witch and Doctor
Pretorius both agree.

What you did was not treasonous.

Forgive yourself.

Don't judge your own actions so harshly.

Don't you understand?

This is no mistake.

I have been double-crossing the
Alliance for a very long time now.

And reporting
directly to Sargon.

And you know why?

Because I am madly
in love with him.

Do you remember when he
attacked our Dohl's outpost?

I tried to fight him then
but I was alone and I failed.

You weren't there.

Neither was Doctor Pretorius,
and neither was Scarlett Witch.

He led me into a gravitational field
that neutralized my powers.

He bolted me.

- We tried to find you.
- I woke up alone!

A prisoner in his fortress.

And I know that he raped you.

He didn't rape me.

I fell in love with him.

I refuse to believe this.

Sargon is not a mutant,
but he understands mutant desire.

I became his lover,
it's the only reason he set me free.

You're crazy, Sargon loves no one.

He used me and then
he cast me aside.

But maybe if I obey him,
maybe if I follow his orders...

he might just take me back.

And place your bets, please.

The last bet's in, no more bets.

Feeling lucky.

28, black.

Place your bets, please.

9, red.

Last bets, please.
That's it.

Why I stayed? Because of you that I feel
my brain cells dying one by one.

Okay,
but you don't find her amazing?

- I think she's totally fascinating.
- It's such a stupid character, c'mon.

Because it takes place on a spaceship?

I know, that if it was set on an assembly line
or like a farm or something, you'd love it.

That's true, I have a hard time taking bimbos
in astronaut suits, and Maliots and...

generic, pop psychology seriously.

- Been there and done that.
- I like it.

I know... I know you do, I'm sorry.

There's no less truth than in
a more supposedly serious film.

She goes deep into the
darker side of her character.

It's daring, it's really daring!

In a... in a big movie like that,
it's fucking cool.

Well, she's got great presence, but
I don't see what's so daring about it.

Despite her superpowers?

Her superpowers?

- Yes, her superpowers.
- Her superpowers?

Yes, his superpowers, so what?

It's a convention, but it's no
dumber than any other convention.

Despite her superpowers,
she's emotionally defenseless.

She's in love,
but she's not loved in return.

This impossible love for Sargon, the Alliance's
worst enemy, leads her to betrayal and manic...

Fucking shit!

Are you telling me there's
nothing there, worth playing there?

I don't know, I don't know,
Val, I don't know.

She knows that it means her downfall, but,
that is the ultimate truth of her desire.

It's fuckin' powerful.

Oh, my God, I hate you sometimes so much!

You're making my head split.

And Sargon,
you find him interesting, too?

- Yeah, I do.
- Oh! Good!

No, Sargon sucks.

Jesus Christ!

All of it?

Did you see that?

My magical door opening power.

Sure you can drive?

- I had the same drinks as you.
- That's my point.

Go, go, go, go.

So...what you were
saying earlier, what's that?

Unlike Jo-Ann,
I don't take that kind of role seriously.

What? No, I don't know
what you're talking about.

I have disdain for those
characters and their...

cartoonish psychology, but she doesn't.

Which makes her superior to me.

Don't get jealous, it's not
an attractive quality.

She dives head first into
a character's ambiguities, but...

I don't.

That's why you admire
what she does.

Yeah.

Ya know, I think that when you watch her
in a movie like the one we saw tonight, there's...

there is no distance there.

That's normal, it's...

- Culture, right?
- Yeah, agreed.

- What's wrong with my acting?
- Nothing.

What do I need to do
to make you admire me?

Do I think too much?

Am I too classical?

Am I not liberated like Jo-Ann?

You're here to talk to
me so starting talking.

I don't know, you...

you... you can't be as accomplished as you are
and as well rounded as an actress if you are,

and still expect to hold onto the privileges
of youth, it just doesn't work like that.

So, I'm allowed to not be old,
as long as I don't want to be young, is that it?

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

Yes, totally, well put.

Fuck!

I think may be a good night.

Wait, wait, wait!

You didn't tell me how
it went with Berndt.

Yeah, well...
you know, fuck Berndt.

- I thought you wouldn't believe me anyway.
- Try.

Maybe you'll manage to persuade me.

I'm exhausted, I don't know,
I don't have the energy.

Okay. Good night.

Oh, I spoke to Jay. He didn't think
he can get me out of the contract.

Yeah, I figured.

Please knock when
you enter my office.

You summoned me.

I didn't summon you,
I asked you to come.

What's the difference?

What this difference is when I summon you,
it's for professional reasons.

When I ask you to come,
it's for personal reasons..

- So, it's personal.
- Yes.

All the more reason not to knock.

Everyone knocks before
coming into my office.

I could have been in a meeting,
or on a private call.

I'm surprised that
Josephine let you through.

I told Josephine it didn't concern her,
she understood perfectly well.

Understood what?

That we have a
personal relationship.

Since when does Josephine know that we have
what you call "a personal relationship."?

Don't be stupid, she has eyes.

You want me to draw a picture?

Please don't draw me a picture.

I thought it was
between you and me.

I'm appalled.

Who else knows?

I don't know.

But in an office the word
get around pretty fast.

You hired me as your personal assistant,
I'm under qualified.

Everyone understood right away that
I could come and go as I pleased,

and I created a vacuum around you,
to keep my hold on you.

"Created a vacuum,"

to keep your hold.

- Don't you realize?
- No.

I don't see things that way.

Then everyone else
got it before you did.

Shall we stop here?

Sure.

Can you repeat Sigrid's last lines?

Then everyone else
got it before you did.

Helena pauses, stares at Sigrid.

What started at my
place that night,

I won't deny a thing.

I probably wanted it,
I don't know.

It's as if you put
this idea in my head.

If you allowed yourself to be manipulated,
it's because you wanted it.

You don't want anything.

Stop! I can't stand that
condescending tone of yours!

Do you want to be clear?
This can't go on!

- Whatever you say.
- I thought it over, it's finished.

- So, I'll leave.
- No, you'll stay.

You do your job well,
I have no complaints.

- I stay and it's finished?
- If we stop.

- And act as if it never happened.
- Yes.

Helena, you're not capable of that.

If I stay, nothing will change,
you'll be my lover.

No.

You will,
and it'll keep driving everyone else away.

I'll have a tighter and tighter hold on you.

I that what you want?

No, not necessarily,
I'm just telling you how it is.

But if you want me to leave,
just say so.

She doesn't speak, say, "It's time."

End of Act Two.

- You hungry?
- Yep.

"You'll be my lover."

"I'll keep driving
everyone else away."

"I'll have a tighter and
tighter hold on you."

Honestly,
you don't find this ridiculous?

Why, because she speaks brutally?

No, because it's phony,
I don't believe it.

So you don't think people can be
blinded by their own emotions?

Yes, I do,
but not to that extent.

Too theoretical.

Even a little stupid.

It's theater.

It's an interpretation of life
that can be truer than life itself.

Sigrid puts Helena's
desires into words.

She says the unspoken, she...
formulates it.

Cruelly.

- Okay, cruelly.
- Yeah, cruelly, because she's up to no good.

You're not in that character's skin,
you...

I have no choice,
I have to be them,

I have to identify with them,
it's funny, I feel it... viscerally.

It can be... literary,
but still be true.

I can feel the difference,
I can hear it.

Maria, we gotta go,
sun's about to go down.

I know a shortcut a little further up, it's steep,
but it'll take us straight to Val Fex.

- Val Fex is that way.
- No.

Are you sure this is
the right pathway?

Actually, not really.

I'm not even sure
it's a path.

We might have pooped-up somewhere,
I don't know.

I think you're right.

I'm pretty sure Val Fex...
is not this way.

Anyway, we're heading down,
we'll wind up somewhere.

I think this road
takes us to Maloja.

What'll we do when we get to Maloja?

We take the bus.

You know, you don't have to keep me
on if you find my ideas simplistic.

What makes you say that?

If you find my point of view...

uninteresting, I...

I don't really know what I'm doing here,
I...

I can run lines with you, but I don't really
see the point, you can find anyone to do that.

No, all I'm saying is that thinking about
a text is different from living it, it...

It's nothing against you.

You hate the play and you hate her.

You don't have to take it out on me,
I'm just doing my job.

Ready?

- Are you ready?
- Yes.

Don't lie to me!

You received a confirmation
for a flight to Tokyo!

You're reading my mail,
now, aren't you ashamed?

I haven't felt shame in a long time.

I went through all your desk drawers,
your notebooks,

and I'm doing it because
you want to leave me.

Now I know when and how.

Helena is restless,
Sigrid remains poised.

All you had to do was ask,
yes, I accepted a job in Tokyo.

A pharmaceutical lab.

I think it'll be much more interesting
than the work I'm doing here.

More interesting than
what you're doing here?

Haven't I given in to
every demand you've made?

No other company would have given
you that kind of responsibility, and power!

Exactly... it's weighing on me.

I know this place in and out.

The world moves...
I want to feel that, I want to be part of it.

I want to travel,
Switzerland's too provincial.

She takes a deep breath,
regains her composure.

And with me you don't feel free?

You've become too
dependent on me.

It's unhealthy,
and what do I get in return?

I give you whatever you want,
you know that!

Oh, like a job at a dead-end company
that's about to go down the drain.

How can you say...
a thing like that?

Open your eyes!
Poor Helena.

I'm not your poor Helena!

Nothing I've learned
here is of any use to me.

I'm not your poor Helena!

It never lasts.

You should listen to what the
bankers are telling you.

- And your board members.
- That's not true!

God! This relationship with
these two miserable women it's...

- It's disturbing.
- Disturbing...

Nowadays people say "disturbing" about
everything even the most conventional ideas.

Herrwitze... it's a male fantasy.

Ah, no, it's not.

I don't know why I should be
helping to bring her to life.

I thought you weren't saying stuff
like this when you're playing Sigrid.

Well, I was a kid when I was playing Sigrid.

I wasn't asking those
kind of questions.

Like Jo-Ann in he
science fiction film?

Yeah, probably.

Well, don't you want to
get that innocence back?

- You can't get innocent twice.
- You can.

If you just accepted Helena
the way you accepted Sigrid.

Obviously it's easier to relate
to strength rather than weakness.

Youth is better than maturity.

Cruelty is cruel,
suffering sucks.

She's...
she's mature and she's innocent.

She's innocent in her own right,
that's what I like about her.

I'll make some coffee, want some?

Coffee is cool, and
suffering sucks.

You didn't answer me.

You have your
interpretation of the play.

I think mine is just confusing you.

It's frustrating me.

It's uncomfortable.

It's not good.

Stay.

No, no.

Please stay.

I need you.

I prefer eighteenth century music to
any other, it's so bright and lively.

Yeah, me, too.
Romantic music's so sad and depressing.

But, I'd rather listen to rock music any
day of the week, though, even the worst.

Not me, I've had too much of it,
I'm sick of it.

Well, you're such a snob!

Well, tastes can get worn out,
kinda like desire.

I've never listened to Handel properly,
I think he's excellent.

And I haven't been this
moved by music in ages.

You're making fun of me.

I'm not, but I just...

I find it really cute that you're
trying to put up with my ideas.

You know I'm not a music whiz.

I mean, besides that my family practically
spoon fed me which is incredibly specialized,

I don't know a thing about music.

Thank you.

- How did it go with your wife?
- Very well.

No, I'm kidding,
it was horrible.

You know... she's not the type
to wear her heart on her sleeve.

I think she was expecting it..

Did you tell her about me?

No, I said, you know, I'd be going off on my
own to write my book and wouldn't be back.

- Then she must be suspecting something.
- She has no idea you and I know each other.

- Well, she will once it hits the tabloids.
- They're not going to find us here.

They're gonna find us anywhere,
it's their job, you know.

Did you say anything
to Maria Enders?

Just that I'll be taking advantage of my
press tour and come and say "Hi" to her.

She didn't find that strange?

I talked to her assistant and she didn't
seem to question it, so, I guess not.

There she is, this way.

- Hi. - Hi. - Hi.

- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you, too.

Wow! I never would have recognized you.

Really? Well, I mean,
if you've only seen me on the internet,

or a movie, that's not really a
big surprise, it's a little weird.

While, you on the other hand,
look exactly like all your roles.

I hope not all of them.

No, no, no,
only the better ones.

Rest assured,
you don't look like Nemesis.

- This is Chris, he's a novelist.
- Hi, nice to meet you, Chris.

My assistant.

Hey, it's so good to meet the both of you,
seriously.

Hello,
can I get you anything to drink?

- A cognac for me, please.
- Yes.

- I'll have the same.
- Okay.

- I'm fine, thanks.
- All right.

What herbal teas do you have?

We have verbena,
mint and chamomile.

I'll take chamomile, please.

- Yeah, sure.
- Thank you.

I don't think you understand how
much of an honor this is for me.

When I was 15, I saw...

Oh, my God, the movie you did,
with the CIA and Harrison Ford.

- I'm so sorry, I'm going blank.
- "A Beetle on its Back"

"A Beetle on its Back"
with Harrison Ford.

You blew my mind.
you... you...

You were the epitome of class, you were
everything I ever wanted to be as an actress.

And in the way that you battled those politicians
and then the military brass men, it was captivating.

It was my first Hollywood film I was in,
and the last.

Sydney Pollack was really nice,
but sometimes I didn't

understand what he was saying,
but I was too shy to ask.

But fortunately,
Harrison was there to help...

a lot!

Well, then, of course after that I...
I begged my parents,

to let me see you on stage...
and "The Seagull"... and...

They didn't know who you were before then,
because... well, they kinda hate movies.

Well, I hope they tolerate the theater.

No, no, no, they don't just tolerate the theatre,
I mean, they're absolutely in love with it!

In fact they see everything...
and when they saw your

performance, they said it was the
best Nina they'd ever seen.

And that meant a lot to me.

Because after, ya know, before that, I... I'd never
been able to tell them I wanted to be an actress,

but because of you I can pursue my vocation.

I prefer your early French films.

There was a cycle at the ICA in
London, I saw almost all of them,

and you came,
you probably don't remember.

Oh, I remember it perfectly well.

I was fascinated by how freely
you spoke about your work, and yet...

Someone asked you if you had any regrets,
and you said,

"We're not allowed to regret anything,"

"If we're sincere, then we're the sum total of
our experiences, with no exceptions."

I said that?

Well... not word for word...
something like that.

And you don't think that anymore?

No...

I completely agree with that, 100%

You know, I am, I'm incredibly
intimidated to take on your role.

I mean, no one's gonna be able
to do it like you did, and...

I hope you don't judge me too harshly.

We'll all have our own way into a character,
they're all good.

Well, I cannot wait to
do the re-do tomorrow.

Well working Wilhelm,
I hope that's okay with you?

Ya, sure, as long as his ghost isn't
watching over us the entire time.

I can't promise you that, but don't worry,
he's a well-meaning ghost.

Oh, "Well meaning",
I don't know about that.

Nor do I.

You know, it's incredibly brave of
you to take on the role of Helena.

It's...
it's a way of dealing with time.

Yeah, but...
I don't know, sometimes I...

I tell myself that it's just a job.

And I'll be happy to
move on when it's over.

Hello.

Thank you.

You still want to see the snake,
you asked me the other day?

Oh, yeah.

The weather they're predicting
for tomorrow seems ideal.

So, you better make sure
you're out there at daybreak.

It's wonderful to see
coming over the Maloja Pass.

Great, awesome,
that's amazing, thank you.

I thought they were really nice.

Yeah, it's true!

She's a lot more interesting
than the person you described.

I didn't know her
parents were musicians,

and I liked him, too, he's...

What's so funny?
Did I say something funny?

They spent the whole
evening flattering you,

of course you liked them.

That has nothing to do with it.

- No?
- No, of course not.

Repeat that!

What?

What was that movie,
"A Beetle on its back."?

I can't believe we
got the scoop tonight!

What scoop?

She's with Christopher Giles.

It's...
his name is Christopher Giles?

- Yes.
- Is he famous?

He is "uber" famous.

I can't remember which major
book prize he won, but...

He's married. He's with Dorothea von
Duisburg, the German artist.

Should've showed the
serpentine monster.

I know neither of them!

You should Google him.

How do you spell his name?

Giles, G-I-L-E-S.

Well, he's obviously with her.

Ya! When word gets out, it's gonna be...
like... a tsunami.

Oh, yeah, on their planet.

Their planet has a name.

It's called "The Real World"... welcome!

Careful with that, come here,
give that to me.

Stop fighting! Here!

I spent all night thinking
about Helena's death.

Her death?

She doesn't necessarily die, she just...
she disappears.

- That's your interpretation.
- Well, it's... it's pretty ambiguous.

She goes out for a hike and never comes back,
seems clear enough to me.

You don't know that.

She could reinvent herself somewhere else,
there's really no way of knowing.

You know,
you can imagine whatever you want.

Are we going the right way?

I mean,
I don't mind waking up at the crack of dawn,

but not to get lost in the
mountains and miss The Snake.

Well, we're basically here,
you happy?

What makes you think we're here?

I've got a map!
You want me to show you?

Come here.

This is the bend we just went around,
10 minutes ago,

and just around there is
the view of the valley.

- See that?
- How do you know?

How do...

Pain in the ass! Jesus Christ!

I don't know why you're so dead-set on making this
play say the opposite of what it was meant to say.

At 20, you saw Sigrid's ambition
and you saw her violence

because you felt it in yourself.

- So?
- So, that's what I'm saying... it...

this text is like an object.

it's gonna change perspective
based on where you're standing.

I don't know...

We should go,
we're gonna miss The Snake.

Won't be any snake.

Fuck it.

Look there!

Is that The Snake?

No...

No, it's just mist.

Oh, fuck.

When it breaks up.

It's still pretty beautiful though.

It's like it's gathering
and pouring out into the valley.

Or maybe it is The Snake.

We have to be patient.

No, it's not The Snake, it...

Oh, yes!

I think it's turning into The Snake!

How about you?

Val?

What the hell are you doing?

Val!

Answer me!

How's the hotel?

The hotel's fine.
Oh, thanks for the flowers.

So, did you reach Klaus?
He was really impatient to see you.

You have to return his calls, you know,
he thinks you're avoiding him.

We're having dinner,
he's a half hour late.

Oh, so, he called me to kill time.

Just kidding.

I'm not avoiding him, I...

I want to talk to him one-on-one

You know how reluctant I was.
I'm over that now.

You know Klaus understands
the risks you're taking.

I know he's sincere, he's doing
this for you and for Wilhelm's memory.

And for the publicity.

Twenty years after being Sigrid, I'm Helena,
that's all the press is talking about.

You know, he's like every artist of
his generation, he has a flair for P.R.

Oh, and is that a crime?

"To excel and to know how to show it,
is to excel twice."

Baltasar Gracian said that.

I have no idea who that is,
but he was right.

The press is talking
you and your work.

Well, I said okay to pictures,
knowing of you, it is too soon, too fragile.

Hold on!

Yes?

Tell him I'm on my way down.

Thank you.

It's Klaus.

You'll be fine.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Excuse me, I'm late,
but something terrible has happened.

Dorothea tried to commit suicide,
she's in a coma.

- Dorothea?
- Christopher Giles' wife.

Chris, Jo-Ann's friend,
you mean?

Yes, but you're not supposed
to know he's Jo-Ann's friend.

Well, they were together in Sils,
so...

I thought it was more
recent than that.

Excuse me, Sir, we can go.

Well,
she slit her wrists in the studio.

The housekeeper found her
in a pool of her own blood.

That's awful.

- She's a well known artist, right?
- Dorothea's an amazing girl,

Beautiful, talented,
everything going for her.

I love her work.

I don't understand.

Jo-Ann is devastated,
She was at an exhibition.

She can't go back to the hotel,
the paparazzi have surrounded the place.

I suggested she join us,
you don't mind?

No, of course not.

It's still just a rumor,
but the press knew something was up.

Someone posted in her
blog that it was the real

reason that Jo-Ann had accepted
to do a play in London.

And is that true?

She doesn't need a pretext back in London
but the paparazzi will never let go.

They need a picture with Christopher.
The're going wild.

She's in her car,
she'll be here in five minutes.

- You wanted to talk to me?
- I'm sorry, I'm confused.

I had a long conversation
with Rosa last night.

I told her that we were in London,
that we were about to start rehearsals.

That made her happy, I think.

Now all we have to
do is not disappoint her.

Chateau Laroze, thank you.

Rosa gave me fragments from Wilhelm's
follow-up to "Maloja's Snake".

A sign of her trust.

Some of the pages make no
sense out of context, but...

there are a few others that
put the play in a new light.

How old was Wilhelm
when he wrote "Maloja's Snake."?

Thirty-five or so?

- Thirty-eight.
- Thirty-eight?

Yeah, a little older when he made the film.

Well, he was still a young man,
all action.

Twenty-five years later
obviously he was more analytical,

trying to put
things in perspective,

maybe thinking about posterity.
Who knows?

Isn't it better to stay
faithful to his youthful energy?

- And forget the new scenes?
- Yes.

Wilhelm never had any
distance or maturity.

On the contrary, his last texts got bolder
and bolder, and more and more... enigmatic.

Here's another way
of looking at it.

We think like him.

We project ourselves into the future,
instead of freezing ourselves in the past, we...

Jo-Ann!

- What's happening?
- She's getting a warm bath, but...

She's lost a lot of blood,
but the doctors won't tell us anything.

And Chris said she was really relaxed when he told her,
and she was just getting used to the new situation.

Where is Christopher?

Dorothea's Family
got in from Germany.

And so he... he told them to leave the hospital,
so they're gonna come join us.

Here? But, that's ridiculous, he will have all
the paparazzi from the hospital on his trail.

No, he said there were no paparazzi,
he'd know.

He's being naive,
of course they are tailing him.

They are just doing it discreetly.
Tell him absolutely not to join us.

His voicemail's turned off,
I'll just text him.

If they're following you, we are stuck.

- Do you have the driver?
- Yeah, he's outside.

Tell Christopher to meet us at my club, at
least there's some peace and quiet.

Chris! Hey, hey.

Are you all right?
Did you get my messages?

Klaus thinks that the paparazzi are
following you from the hospital.

I don't know,
I didn't see any.

They can get a picture of us tonight, it'll be
a total disaster, I mean, it spreads like wildfire.

I'm gonna call my driver.

Hey Emily, come pick us up.

Here, the address of my club.

We go first, wait 5 minutes,
take a taxi and join us.

Fuck, they're following us.

Hey, Ari?

No, there's news,
no news here from the hospital.

Yeah, I could really use you right now.

Whatever the first plane out is.
I'm stuck here in

London 'til... end of the year,
rehearsals start tomorrow.

If she doesn't make it,
it's gonna be a nuclear, fucking winter.

What do you want to do,
change hotels?

No way, wherever I go they're just
gonna find me and chase me down.

I'll rather stay where I am.

I'm fine with it,.
it must be hard for Chris.

The media is going to crucify him.

No, no, I'll take the heat,
I'll be the home wrecker.

I'm used to the nasty shit written about me,
I can obviously care less.

Do you want us to cancel
tomorrow's rehearsal?

- Maria? would you mind?
- Of course not.

No way, not at all.

I'd rather work.

- You didn't get to talk much?
- No.

I left the new scenes
dropped off at the front desk,

and we'll talk about them seriously.

No, we can do that
tomorrow after rehearsal.

I'm drained after a work day,
it's not the best time for me.

I know, it's the same for me.

And next weekend I have to
see my kids in southern Italy.

We'll manage.
Okay, good night.

Good night.

When I tell you about you, and how much
I appreciate you, it's to remind me

how happy they are to grant
you what they never granted me.

Even in me...

- Hi.
- I printed everything out.

If you want an English solicitor to
take a look at the papers, tell me,

I know a bilingual girl who
specializes in Paris real estate.

That's the sales agreement.

Your ex-husband is buying your half of
the apartment for the price you agreed to.

I don't want to discuss it,
maybe I was wrong.

And that's the sales agreement
Studio on the Rue Chemin Vert.

Yeah, expensive,
but worth it's worth it.

- You say he's ready to sign?
- Tomorrow, as planned.

You take the Eurostar at 8:15,

leave Paris at 5:00, and you'll be
back in London in time for dinner.

- If you want, I can travel with you.
- No, I'm fine.

What do I tell Piers Roaldson?

Remind me who he is.

He's shooting a film at Sains
called "Electric Shockwave".

- What's he done?
- Nothing, he's twenty-five.

But Jay says he's good and
that it's been "green lit".

- What's the part?
- They haven't sent it over yet.

It's the lead.

I think your character will
be some sort of hybrid.

A creation of modern genetics,
but with a soul.

It's set in the near future,
the 23rd century.

On Earth?

Maybe, I'm not sure.

Hello.

Come in, please.

Thank you.

Tell Piers I'm interested and
I'll read the script next week, okay?.

There are the new
scenes Klaus sent you.

- Oh, yes, I forgot.
- Want to try the lines?

No, I haven't read the pages yet.

- He wants to know what you think.
- Why doesn't he just call me?

Maybe he's waiting
for your reaction.

- You've had the scenes for two weeks.
- Yeah, I understand.

But I'd rather discover them at the last
minute and not over-think it, it's...

it's the only way I can
keep it spontaneous.

It's how I prepared Sigrid 20 years ago,
I'll do the same thing with Helena.

If he asks you, just tell him I
think they're very good.

Very good, but it's still a little long.

- Jo-Ann, can you hear me?
- Yeah.

Do the same thing,
but speed it up a little.

- Okay.
- Why don't you just forget

one of the files, there are plenty.

We do it one more time.
Okay.

Excuse me.

Tomorrow is our final dress rehearsal.

- I know, thanks for taking the time.
- My pleasure.

I'll just switch this on.

May I have a cup of coffee,
please.

Well,
you can imagine my first question.

Will the media frenzy around
Jo-Ann Ellis steal the spotlight.

All that matters is the show,
the rest is of no importance.

And, fortunately,
Dorothea pulled through.

I know you have a new take on it,
but...

will the audience be receptive
or might they be too distracted?

I suppose that's my question.

I hope they'll be receptive.

So you... so you think that the shows are
air-tight, no connection to the outside world?

No.

No, each theatre goer
brings his own subjectivity.

And it's generally not
defined by tabloid headlines.

Some will go for the smell of scandal, so will they
see the show you had in mind, or something else?

- Jo-Ann.
- What's up?

I wanted to ask you...

You know the scene at
the beginning act three,

when you tell me you want to leave,
and...

and I get on my knees
and I beg you to stay.

You're on the phone ordering pepperoncini
pizza for your co-workers in accounting.

You leave without looking at me,

as if I didn't exist.

If you could pause for a second,

Helena's distress would last longer
when she's left alone in her office.

Well, the way you're playing it,

the audience follows you out,
but instantly forgets about her, so...

So? So what?

When I played Sigrid, I

I held it longer,
I thought it was more powerful.

I mean, it really played well.

Well, no one really gives a fuck
about Helena at that point, do they?

I'm sorry, but, I mean, it's pretty clear to me,
this poor woman's all washed up.

I mean your character,
right, not you?

When Sigrid leaves Helena's office,

Helena's a wreck, and we get it,

ya know, it time to move on.

I think they want
what comes next.

If you just held it,
a few seconds longer.

It doesn't quite feel right for me,
Maria.

You're right.

Yeah...

I...

I think I'm lost in my memories.

You think you've forgotten your old
habits, but they all... they all come back.

I have to break them.

I guess you do.

- Hi, come in.
- Hi.

Thanks so much for seeing me tonight,
I really appreciate it.

We're leaving early tomorrow morning
for a location scout in the Ukraine.

That's where we're going to be
shooting our exteriors, mostly.

So, I read your script.

Yeah, well, um...

I know we've never met,
but I actually wrote it with you in mind.

As a mutant?

I'm trying to consider genetics
from a more human point of view.

When I was reading it, I imagined
someone much younger.

Maybe me younger, actually, but...

you were seeing me in movies
that were made years ago, I...

I've changed.

She has no age.

Or else...
she's every age at once.

Like all of us.

Can I be frank?

Maybe because I'm
working with her, but...

as I was reading it,
I... I kept thinking about Jo-Ann.

Yeah, well, personally,
I never think about Jo-Ann Ellis.

You're wrong, she's smart,

and talented.

She's modern,
just like your character.

My character isn't modern,
not in that way, anyway

She's... outside of time.

"Outside of time."

I don't understand,
it's too abstract for me, sorry.

I don't like this era.

- You're wrong, it's yours.
- Hey, man, I didn't choose it.

And if my era is Jo-Ann Ellis and
viral internet scandals,

I think I'm entitled to feel unrelated,
aren't I?

I mean, it's nothing against her,
I guess I just assumed you'd understand.

Curtain in five minutes.

- How's the house?
- Full.