All language subtitles for Mia zoi tin ehoume (Yorgos Javellas, 1958).english

WE ONLY HAVE ONE LIFE!

We only have one life to live.

If we don't enjoy it,
why live it.

Good morning, Mr. Warden.

Isn't it a nice day today,
Mr. Warden?

We've got a nice meal today,
Mr. Warden. Come join us.

Are you pulling my leg?
Go away!

- He's going to drive me crazy.
- What did he do this time?

He whistles and sings all day.
How can he be so cheerful?

- Are you coming to the tavern tonight?
- No, I got the night-shift.

- Have a cigarette.
- I'm still on duty.

He is very upset.

Don't be like that.
It's just a night, it'll pass.

How will it pass?

- Have a cigarette.
- Thank you.

Us wardens aren't much different than
the prisoners. We're both behind bars.

- That's so true. Goodnight.
- Have fun.

Let's go.

- The girls will be there tonight.
- Get of my case!

We've only got one life to live.

If we don't we don't enjoy it,
why live it.

Silence!

Didn't you hear the last post?
Come here.

- Have a cigarette.
- Thank you very much.

- How can you sing behind bars?
- How?

- Like a canary in the cage.
- Are you pulling my leg?

You gave me a good cage.
You feed and water me, with no charge.

Six months now, I found my peace of mind.
Why not sing?

- Aren't you sad?
- What is there to be sad about?

You are behind bars.

That doesn't make any impression
to me.

Even when I was in the outside world,
I was behind bars.

- How were you behind bars?
- How?

I was a cashier in a bank.

Forty-nine.
Please, count it.

- It's right.
- You count it, too.

We got only one life to live.

If we don't enjoy it,
why live it.

For goodness sake! What's up
with you and that silly song?

It's not silly at all, it's deep.

Stop it before I make a mistake
and have a deficit.

Take it to the cashier's desk.

Silly!

- Take this too, Mr. Cleon.
- Thank you, Miss.

Do you know a good film playing
in theatres this week?

- I never go to the movies, Miss.
- Sorry.

- Were they correct?
- They were correct.

Stupid!

- It was a hint. Didn't you get it?
- Get what?

If I weren't married,
I'd show you.

- Take her to the movies
in the afternoon. -Me?

- Who me?
- Are you crazy?

- How much does the ticket cost?
- Twelve drachmas.

12 for her and 12 for me, 24.
And a drachma for the usherette, 25.

- And a pastry I'll have to buy her...
- Come on, Cleon...

You have to count everything?
"We've got only one life to live"...

didn't you hear the song?

I heard did,
but the numbers say otherwise.

You know how ironic it is to count
millions and owe two months rent?

I wonder how people make money?

I graduated from trading school
with honors and where did that get me?

I'm a small time employee.
Don't laugh, Mr. Manolis.

I got honors in school
and a big zero in life. Nothing!

- Your number, sir?
- Twelve.

- I closed the deal on the spot.
- It was a 10.000 gold coins deal.

- You were broke, how did you close it?
- On goodwill.

I went to the hotel and found
the German representative.

"I'm interested in this deal", I tell him,
"3.000 gold coins". He said no.

"5.000 gold coins", he said no,
"I have an offer for 10.000 gold coins".

I tell him: "We have a deal. 10.000 for
me and 10% commission for you".

- Get it?
- You're great. Goodbye.

What are you looking at?
Didn't I give you my number?

- Come on! I'm in a hurry!
- Yes, sir.

- Count it, please.
- You just counted it in front of me.

- Please, count it.
- You are fussy!

Please, sir!

- After leaving the cashier's desk...
- No mistake is granted.

- Why should you care?
- What if I made a mistake?

Please, sir! I'm in a hurry.

- My plane is leaving at two.
- They are right.

Forgive me, Mr. Paparakis.
Your number, please?

- Fourteen.
- Nothing's here yet. You must wait.

- Mr. Cleon, your coffee.
- Thank you.

- Will you pay it now?
- No, write it down.

- From today we charge 2,20.
- Why?

- Did the coffee's value go up?
- No, the sugar's.

- Give me a cigarette.
- Get it, friend?

I live around millions and I have to consider
quitting smoking to cover my expenses.

- What will happen with me?
- What can happen, Mr. Paparakis?

- Nothing's here yet.
- What does that mean?

My plane leaves at two!

- We forgot about Paparakis!
- You still have his papers here?

Ntinos, give me Mr. Paparakis'
pass book.

The general director!

It's my fault that I choose
to deal with a rotten bank!

- Its employees are fooling around!
- Please, don't shout!

You are audacious!
A bank's cashier smoking like a chimney!

- Who is smoking?
- The cashier. And at 2 my plane leaves!

- Where is Mr. Paparakis' pass book?
- It's not here yet.

Moron! Finish your work
and present yourself in my office.

I want to speak to the president.

I haven't decided yet when I'm leaving
for Europe. I'll notify you on time.

- Mr. Cleon.
- Mr. Director...

Shut up, you fool! Smoking on duty
is unheard of!

Lighter, please.

You know what
the name Paparakis means?

Our bank relies on clients like that!

I took it over
when it was a wreck...

and I turned it into a real bank!

The branch office of Thessalonica.

It's me. Accept.

- The branch office of Patra.
- Of course it's me. Do not accept.

Keep notes.

What are you standing here for?
Go back to your desk!

You told me to present myself,
Mr. President.

Right, I forgot. Note it down, Miss.
You'll pay a fine of 100 drachmas.

- But, Mr. President...
- Back to your desk! Go!

- Have a nice appetite, Mr. Fotis.
- The best film is "Kiss me tonight".

- Shame on you. You're a married man!
- What does that have to do with anything?

We've only got one life to live.
I'll buy you a beer and we'll talk about it.

- It's almost 3 o' clock, Mr. Cleon.
- I had half a drachma missing.

- It took me an hour to find it.
- Was that worth your time?

We are speaking
of logistic accuracy, Mr. Fotis.

- Or else the books will be annulled.
- Why didn't Mr. Manolis help you?

He's got a family waiting. And Miss Kitsa
asked me to check her calculations.

My God...

- Did the director leave?
- He's in his office.

His barber is shaving him.

He's expecting an important call about
his journey to Europe.

He's got a little girlfriend!

When is he leaving?
Did you hear?

- Who?
- The director for Europe.

I don't know. Leave me, Mr. Fotis.
I don't want to make a mistake.

When you want to leave,
call me to unlock the door.

- You wasted that cigarette, Mr. Cleon.
- What a beautiful woman!

She's his new girlfriend.
Her name is Bibi.

She a luxury coquette. He'll take her
to Europe with him. The sucker!

- Have a nice appetite, Mr. Fotis.
- Goodbye, my child.

- Finish up so we can sweep here, too.
- Alright. My bill, please.

A plate of beans 2,80
and three breads...

- Two breads.
- Alright... 4,80.

- You need 20 cents change.
- Did you add your tip?

I did. Here you are.

- Mr. Yannis, this is a new week.
- I got the books in the cupboard.

Look at what we've come to.

The revenue service made us open up
an accounts department.

- Will you write them here?
- No, I'll take them to my room.

I was thinking of buying a pair of shoes.
Could you give me a down payment?

Don't even talk to me about money.
Go now and don't make any mistakes.

Mistakes? Did you know I graduate it
with honors from trade school?

Well done.
And take this to my wife.

Gladly.

Tell her to make a soup
for the children.

- There are no men like you today.
- You are too kind.

The whole neighborhood says so:
"He got a loan to wed his sisters".

I see them smile at me from
the pictures and I feel content.

And they were ugly, too.
Proper monsters!

- You couldn't call them pretty, but...
- The young one is in Kozani, right?

The other in Katakolo
and the older one in Colorado.

In America. That's good.
Do they at least remember you?

All three of them.
Every New Year, they send me a card.

"Have a happy New Year".

- Good evening, Miss Lela.
- Where are you going?

- Fofo invited me to her party.
- What party? Your father send fish.

- Who'll clean it?
- I don't know. I have to go to the party.

Let my sisters do it.
Let Cleon do it.

And then they say it's good to have
girls to help you around the house.

Marika! Eleni!
Your father send fish.

Mr. Cleon!

- Will you be our referee?
- I'm busy. I have calculations to do.

Go play.

Children!

Aren't you listening?

Please, give us the ball!

Now I got you
in the palm of my hand.

You'll get your ball
when I finish with my work.

- No, we have a championship!
- We were winning 1-0.

- No you weren't. It was an offside.
- You're playing without a referee?

Referee!

Are you crazy?
I've got work to do.

Alright! I'll get my whistle.

Why won't you go to hell?
You are turning all of us deaf!

- Go away!
- Mr. Cleon lets us play!

I'll get my stick
and come down to get you!

Is he coming down?

Go away, you mischiefs!
Don't ever come back here or I'll kill you!

Have you no shame?
A grown man with a whistle!

What are you looking at me for?

Don't play crazy with me
or I'll open your head in two!

And give me my rents tomorrow
or I'll throw you in the street! Moron!

That was my life, Mr. Warden.

From the cashier's desk to the basement
and from the basement to the desk.

I was already 35 years old
and I didn't know how the years passed.

- I had never enjoyed life.
- And when did you steal the money?

- I didn't steal it.
- Then why are you behind bars?

Get to the bars.

- It's a long story.
- Was it a woman?

- Have a cigarette.
- Thank you very much.

- Why don't you come inside to smoke it?
- Come where?

In the cell.
We can't stand all night.

You're right.

Forgive me for not opening the door,
but you have the keys.

- They are strong locks.
- They never die.

- Can I have a lighter?
- Here you are.

I couldn't even enjoy a smoke in
�the bank. I dreaded the director's fine.

He smoked his grand cigars,
owned aerodynamic cars...

traveled to Europe
and had beautiful women.

- The sucker!
- Why sucker, Mr. Warden?

No woman ever looked at me.
I was young, handsome and broke.

While he had the money.

He had Bibi, too.

I loved her
since the first time I saw her.

You might ask me how.
Just like that.

She was so beautiful!

I saw her many times after that.
Always from a distance.

She was leaving with the director
for Europe. It was a sure thing.

- Mr. Fotis the clerk told me.
- Mr. Fotis was a proper tattler.

For Europe...

How many times had I stopped
at the showcase with the ocean liner.

How many times didn't I dream
of a Pilgrimage to Cythera.

To Tsirigo?

"A pilgrimage to Cythera" is a painting
by a famous painter called Watteau.

The journey to the island of love,
on a boat pulled by angels.

To be with her
on a white ocean liner...

that travels the sea
with all its lights on during the night.

Wearing a white dinner jacket,
she's wearing a gown...

and to have her in my arms,
dancing in the halls of the first class.

Overwhelmed
with love and music.

That's the pilgrimage to Cythera.

You are going insane
due to abstinence.

You're smoking again?
100 drachmas fine! Note it down!

You're audacious!

I'll consider not to give him
the leave he asked for.

I'll bring all of you to order.

Let's go on
with the surprise inspection.

I'll quit smoking.
It's not worth it.

You asked for a leave?
How come?

After so many years, don't I deserve
a month's leave with pay?

- You're smoking again?
- I already paid for it.

- Mr. Panayotis, is the director in?
- He's in.

Hello?

It's me.
You won't do a thing.

You'll buy bonds, as I told you.
You'll buy, you'll sell.

Don't make me say it all over again.

You'll sell, you'll buy.

- How dare you come in without knocking?
- I knocked and you said "hello".

I was on the phone, you moron!
Get out!

- I wanted to tell you something.
- Get out, I said!

That's how I answer
a knock on the door.

- How was this pleasant surprise?
- Surprise?

I was expecting 10.000 drachmas
this morning.

- For the charity-fund, of course.
- Since it's for charity...

we can't deny you, madam.

It's me! Hold on!

Won't you have a seat, madam.

No, don't postpone it.

You're still here?

What are you looking at?
Can't you see I have visitors?

Get out, you idiot!

The man is truly stupid, dear.

And she laughed.

- I felt like killing him.
- I would strangle him.

I was stupid indeed.
10.000 drachmas for her charity-fund.

Who was I, to dare to love her?
A small little man...

who day-dreamed behind the bars
of his desk...

while counting
other people's money.

- Until you stole the money!
- Please, Mr. Warden!

Did you steal it or not?

I open my heart to you
and you talk to me about money?

- Don't you understand me?
- I understand you.

- Don't you feel me?
- I feel you.

The director agreed
to give me my leave.

- Well done!
- I deserved it!

I found a fairly good job
in a company clearing cesspits.

- Good.
- It wasn't good.

I took a leave after so many years.

And I had Manolis over my head
singing: We have one life to live...

If we don't enjoy it,
why live it.

You were right, Manolis.
It is deep.

- I told you so.
- We only have one life to live.

- Are you closed?
- Can't you read the sign?

Tomorrow, madam.

- Aren't you taking your leave tomorrow?
- I am, but instead of enjoying it...

I'll pass it with the books
of the cesspits clearing company.

- Five million. Got anymore?
- No. Give it so I can close down.

And with all these bad thoughts,
I can't even smoke a cigarette.

- Smoke. He's not here.
- Who?

- The director is in Thessalonica.
- Wasn't he leaving for Europe?

He's leaving tomorrow, too.

With your beautiful Bibi.
It's for sure, Mr. Fotis told me.

Give me a cigarette.

If he could only see me smoking
and tell me just one word.

- You'd see me then!
- What would you do? You're scared of him.

Don't forget that sheep
sometimes turn into lions.

I'd tell him: Mr. Director,
why shouldn't I smoke.

Why do you smoke your huge cigars?
Who are you? Answer me!

Who are you to smoke?

Well done, Mr. Cleon!

- Sit down.
- Leave me, Manolis.

He's been torturing me for years.

I'm not afraid of you, Mr. Director!
What can you do to me?

Are you going to fine me?
I don't give a damn!

You are ridiculous, Mr. Director!
Lighter, please.

Right away.
Cleon, a call for you.

Coming.

Hello?
Speaking. Who?

I can't hear you well.
Thessalonica?

Yes, Mr. Director.
At your command, Mr. Director.

Evlambia Koumoundouropoulou...
With no receipt.

Goodbye, Mr. Director.

- You wasted your cigarette, Mr. Cleon.
- Even from Thessalonica?

They are right to call you stupid!

Cleon, they're asking for you.

So you are the cashier.
Unfortunately, you are closed.

- It doesn't matter.
- My name is...

Bibi.

- How do you know?
- He's an admirer.

- My admirer?
- What are you talking about, Manolis?

- He admires you from a distance.
- Don't listen to him.

- Why are you blushing?
- I'm not blushing.

I'm flattered I have
such a charming admirer.

Shall we go to the desk
so you can give me the money?

The money?

Didn't your director inform you?

It's about the charity-fund.

- I have no idea.
- He told me he'd call you.

You must be
Evlambia Koumoundouropoulou.

Come to the desk, please.

If my godfather wasn't dead, I'd kill him.
Here is my identity card.

Manolis give me 50.000, please.

- Thank you.
- Please, count it.

It's sealed.

Goodbye.

So that is the director's girlfriend.
Beautiful woman, right Manolis?

A luxury animal.

Cleon, wake up!

Give me the seal.

- She forgot her identity card.
- Give me the seal first!

Come here, you lunatic!

Are you crazy?
Give me the seal!

He's gone crazy.
He forgot the identity card.

Bring it here.
We'll see how old she is.

- It's not right.
- Guys, her identity card!

Koumoundouropoulou Evlambia.
Born in 1930.

- And that ring is nice, too.
- Look! It's Bibi!

They say she's going out with the bank
director of Trade and Credit Bank.

She's involved with
a married man again.

This time, his wife found out
and there's going to be a scandal.

What a pity. I knew her from
private school. She wasn't bad.

She was stupid, proud and silly.

Let's go, I don't want
to talk to her.

- You look great in that necklace.
- Were you following me?

- You forgot your identity card.
- Give it to me.

- What did I do with it?
- Don't tell me you lost it.

I need it.
I'm traveling tomorrow.

- I hope you don't commit suicide.
- Are you leaving with the director?

Did you know that
his wife found out?

- You are being audacious!
- I'm telling you because...

It's not your fault.
I shouldn't have talked to a moron.

Find my identity card
or else you'll get in trouble.

Of course we'll find it.

I must have dropped between
here and the bank.

Your director was right about you.
You are truly stupid.

Stupid...

As if all the rest weren't enough,
she had to say it too.

And who are you to call me stupid?
Who are you, lady?

A coquette who chases after
married men! The suckers!

Shouldn't I tell her so?

If I had money, she'd
find me clever and charming, too.

If I had money!

I went to the bank, furious,
to close down my cashier's desk.

- And you stole the money.
- You'll drive me crazy, Mr. Warden!

- Did you take it or not?
- I didn't take it.

Then, that terrible accounting mistake
happened that put me behind bars.

An accounting mistake? You're
telling me you didn't steal the money?

You're telling me
that you're innocent?

Innocent?

No...
That mistake lured me.

What kind of mistake?
A deficit?

What deficit?
An excess.

1 million, 101 thousands,
101 drachmas and 10 cents.

- One million?
-101 thousands...

101 drachmas and 10 cents.

This is not possible.

We can't have a deficit
of 3.500 gold coins.

That's what I'm saying.

Let's do it from the start.

Keti come, we are late.
Have a nice appetite, Mr. Manolis.

We're going for a beer.

Forgive me for not staying
to help you...

but my family is waiting
for me for lunch.

We must have written something
down twice. You'll find it.

I will, but it'll take me an hour.

You're still here, Mr. Cleon.
Missing half a drachma again?

You might feel like talking,
but please leave me alone!

Is it worth torturing yourself
for two hours for half a drachma?

I'll give it to you.

Stop talking to me,
I messed up my calculations!

Take your newspaper
and read it elsewhere.

Please, leave!

Alright, my child.
I won't speak to you again.

- What is it now?
- I didn't say anything.

The night-guard came. It's 8 o' clock.
I'll go open for him.

Open the door and leave.

Tell him that he's not
to talk to me or bother me.

For how long will you be working
on that thing? All night?

I have to do something
so I won't fall asleep.

Go on, girls.

Clean here, too.

Ketoula, you clean there.

1.101.101,10.

1.101.101,10.

Cleon!

You're still here, child?

- May I have some aspirins, please?
- How many?

1.101.101,10.

- Aspirins?
- No, two aspirins.

- I should report this to the director.
- If you have made up your mind.

Are you crazy?

Good morning, Mr. Supervisor.

When you are ready to hand over
your desk, notify me.

- I want to deposit 20.000.
- Go to the cashier downstairs.

Where is my cigarette?

Don't burn us, sir.

- Leave it, I'll find it.
- Forgive me.

- As if one fire is not enough.
- There it is.

A whole cigarette gone to waste.
Three and a half pennies.

You think of the 3
and a half pennies...

and you don't think
of the 3.500 gold coins.

I'm thinking of them
and it's driving me crazy.

Someone else should
have been in your shoes.

Someone else.

I don't know if this is called
honesty or cowardice.

Cowardice.
The theory of the Mandarin.

Of who?

If they tell you that you'll push
a button in Athens...

and kill 3.000 Mandarins in China,
but you'll become wealthy...

will you push it or not?

-3.000 Mandarins in China.
- Yellow as a gold coin.

Let's say 3.500.
Every Mandarin and a gold coin.

I'd think about.

Welcome from Thessalonica.

- What are you doing there?
- Mr. Mandarin...

A director threw his cigarette down.
A Mandarin...

What are you talking about, child?
100 drachmas fine! Stupid!

Note it down!
Mr. Supervisor, get up.

All of you, come here.

All these happened in your presence.
Is everything falling apart here?

Just because
I was missing for one day.

- What will happen now?
- Leave, because I'm going crazy!

What will become of the bank
without me?

Lighter, please.

I'll tell him.
I can't do otherwise.

- I have something to tell you.
- Shut up, stupid.

Follow me in my office.

What have you done with
that cigarette? You've burnt us!

He won't build a statue for your honesty.
He'll call you stupid again.

I want to have my conscience clear.
Where's the paper?

Excess: 1.101.101,10

I'm going.

Write down my stops.

We'll talk on the phone
everyday at ten in the morning.

On the 12th, that is tomorrow,
Venice, hotel Lido.

On the 15th, Cannes, hotel...

- Your lady.
- Good morning, darling.

I just returned from Thessalonica
and in two hours I leave for Europe.

Did you prepare my suitcases?
Your suitcases, too?

- A lady from a charity-fund.
- Speaking.

Can't you see that
I'm talking to my wife?

Leave me alone.
Get out, please.

You said you weren't coming
to Europe this year.

What changed your mind?
A mess! My wife's coming with me.

It's a business trip. Your passport...
What? Your passport is ready.

Her passport is ready.
What can I do, Bibi?

Mr. Director,
I have to tell you something.

How dare you enter my office
without knocking?

- It's something serious.
- Get out at once!

Get out!
I'll double your fine! 200 drachmas!

It's very serious. I won't leave
if you don't hear me out!

Excuse me,
I have a lunatic here.

Tell me, you idiot.

Let's see what you have to say!
Speak, you moron!

Speak, stupid.
What can be that serious?

Nothing!

Are you crazy?
What did you want to tell me?

Come here!

- What do you want?
- Nothing!

You must be hospitalized!

That moment the sheep
turned into a lion!

- And you stole the money?
- I stole it.

- Finally!
- I stole it!

Bless the Lord!

I would enjoy life!

- I'd go to Europe, too.
- With Bibi.

With Bibi.

Who thought that I was stupid.
But now, I had the money.

I could buy her, too.
I could buy the whole world.

I had her identity card in my pocket.
I read the address...

I bought new shoes, a new suit...

- Good for you.
- Thank you.

And headed to her home.

I told her:
"Here's your identity card".

Did you finally find it?

And these here
are for your charity-fund.

Leave us, Mrs. Calliope.

Go to the kiosk
and get me some matches.

- With an 1.000 bill? Who'll give me change?
- I don't want any change.

I never want to see change
in my life again.

I see you have your suitcases ready.

- But the director has left.
- He left?

With his wife for Europe.
By plane.

The idiot!

One can't enjoy a trip by plane.
We are going with the...

We?

Us. You and me.

I got the tickets for the ocean liner
from the travel agency.

This one is mine
and this is yours.

Mine?

Evlambia Koumoundouropoulou,
according to your identity card.

It will be a wonderful trip.

A pilgrimage to Cythera.

Who should I call to come get you?
The police or a mental institute?

Not a mental institute for sure.
I'm certainly not stupid.

And you are not crazy.

That's why you won't call
the police either.

The few money in your hands
is only a mere down-payment...

for your charity-fund.

More donations are yet to come.

My name will be written in gold letters
on your business.

Not with the donators,
but with the great benefactors.

With letters this big!

Call if you want.

- Did you rob the bank?
- My accounts are perfectly accurate.

Where did you get
the money then?

- Did you kill someone?
- Myself.

I killed the other Cleon.
The poor bank employee, the little man...

the small-timer, the coward.

He's gone! Dead!

- Now I am the other one!
- Are you crazy?

I'm crazy for life.
For once, I want to enjoy my life.

We've only got one life to live.

If we don't enjoy it,
why live it.

Well done, Mr. Bouzouki!
It's very deep.

Count it, please.

Farewell, guys.

Who's that with Bibi?

She seems to have found a goldmine
for her charity-fund.

Tonight I am very happy,
but I had a lot to drink.

Let me see you.

- Why do you wear glasses?
- So I can see.

- You have beautiful eyes.
- Me?

Seriously, they're very beautiful.

Never wear these
horrid glasses again.

Glasses, never again!

- Gar�on, bring me the bill.
- Are we leaving?

We'll go somewhere else.
I want to have fun, to dance...

To sweep everyone
of their feet!

Count it, please.

Goodbye, guys!

Come on, Burdan.

- Who's Burdan?
- Can't you see him?

- I'm not wearing glasses.
- It's number seven. Look.

That scrub horse
coming last is ours?

Be strong, Burdan!

Come on!

We got it!

Very nice. I won't take them off.
I want two sets.

- Pearls are my favorite.
- How much?

- They are expensive pearls.
- How much?

- For you, only 75.000.
-75.000...

- Count it, please.
- Thank you. I already did.

Please, count it.

Then, don't count it.

- I wish you a third set, too.
- Thank you.

Let's go, we're running late.
I have some more shopping to do.

Bibi hit a bull's eye again.
They say he has oil-wells in Canada.

You can tell that he has money.
Did you see how he counted it?

Wait, child.
Stop moving!

Bravo!

Gar�on!
Bring us another whisky.

Why do you drink so much?
You've been drunk for a whole week.

Whisky is a great invention,
my dear.

Whisky makes me feel
like a different person.

- Flowers?
- Of course.

I'm not me, I'm the other.

Who is that wealthy man
with Bibi?

Mr. Cleo, a Greek from abroad.
A great businessman.

We should invite them
to our table.

What do you say, sir?

- So, you're the great businessman?
- Not me, the other.

Mr. Egelman comes here often.
He speaks Greek.

Just a bit Greek.
It's a difficult language.

We'll have a wonderful talk.

I leave tomorrow for Germany.

- I go next week to...
- Germany?

To Italy.

We are going to Italy, London...
We'll travel around the world.

- For business, Mr. Cleo?
- For business.

No more business in Greece
for me.

Mr. Egelman represents the Tractor
Motor Company of East Germany.

Unfortunately, he asked for to much
money and he couldn't get a deal.

How much? 3.000 gold coins?

5.000 gold coins?

20.000 gold coins.

I'll give you 20.000 gold coins
and 20% commission for you.

- What are you saying, Mr. Cleo?
- I don't give a damn!

- Champaign, please.
- Let's not talk about business.

Gentlemen,
who would like to dance with me?

Let's sweep them
of their feet!

We only have one life to live...

Really deep, Mr. Egelman.

Where do you live
so I can bring you the contract?

Where do I live?
In hotel Athene Palace.

You can't imagine
what it feels like, Mr. Warden...

to get from the basement
to seventh heaven...

and suddenly go sober!
I felt dizzy. Terrified.

What had I done?

I took the money
in a moment of madness.

- Now what?
- I don't know, child.

You've confused me tonight.
You made me sad.

Who was I?
What was that feeling inside me?

What did you feel inside?

Fear.

Horror.

From that moment and on,
I couldn't enjoy anything.

Nor the grand hotel,
nor the good life...

nor that crazy adventure
I got myself into.

I was shaking...

I was afraid that soon,
the police would knock on my door.

- Who is it?
- Your breakfast, Mr. Cleo.

Just a moment.

Good morning.

Your breakfast.

- Are you ill, Mr. Cleo?
- I just have a terrible headache.

- What time is it?
- Two.

At noon?
I was sleeping until now?

Don't forget that you came
at four in the morning.

In the morning?
I don't remember a thing.

- What was that?
- The phone.

I'm not here for anyone.

The lady.

Yes, me.
I'm still sleeping.

I woke up early because I wanted
to catch the jeweller's.

Now I have a third set.
What do you mean how?

Thanks to your generous donation
to my charity-fund.

I made a new donation?
When?

With the German?
What German?

When you drink
you don't know what you do.

Dress and come down
to see my third set.

Where am I?
In you hotel.

- Don't be late, my love.
- What was that?

My love...

She said "my love".
Get my pants. Quickly!

- Do you like it?
- Who were they? Policemen?

It was Kranas the ship-owner and
Kotroneos from the Foreign Affairs Office.

- We were talking about the White Ball.
- What white ball?

The most profound social event in Athens.
It will take place tomorrow night.

- We are going too.
- Do we have to?

I'll wear a new dress that will
sweep them of their feet. It's...

I know nothing about dresses.

You'll find out about it
when they send you the check.

- Where are we going to eat?
- Why don't we go to a tavern far away?

But today I'm wearing
three sets of pearls!

Are you crazy, Cleo?
Come, my love.

What are we having?

- Choose what you'll eat.
- I don't feel like eating.

- I'll have a whisky.
- Bring us whisky until we decide.

You can't take whisky,
why drink it?

Who's the guy looking at us?

- Hello, Bibi. You didn't call me.
- I'll call, Mr. Daoglou.

He's an admirer. Haven't you heard
of him? Daoglou, imports-exports.

The guy that made money
in the black market. That animal!

Animal?
He has over half a million gold coins.

To tell you the truth,
I'm not hungry either.

- Want to go for a swim?
- Let's go.

Let's get in the car and head
for a deserted beach somewhere.

The sea is beautiful!

- But it's very deserted here.
- Great.

- Won't you take a swim?
- Later.

Look at this beautiful shell I found.

Listen to the silence.
No one is around.

No one... That's excellent.

As if there is no one else in the world,
but the two of us.

What's wrong? I did you your favor
and came to the middle of nowhere.

- What else do you want to be pleased?
- I don't know. Nothing can please me.

Something is torturing you,
isn't that right?

- Are you having financial problems?
- No.

Tomorrow is unknown for me.

Don't worry about tomorrow.

If you think about tomorrow,
you'll miss on today.

That's an old Chinese saying.
And the Chinese were wise people.

The Mandarins,
in the depths of China.

If they told you that you'd push a button
and 3.000 Mandarins would die...

but you'd become wealthy,
would you push that button?

Of course, I would.

And you could live with no guilt?

Guilt?
Why do you ask me?

If I were to become poor again,
you would leave me for someone else.

- Love means nothing to you?
- Love... You're such a child.

Look at that boat.

We're leaving in a boat like that
the day after tomorrow.

Let the boat be
and let tomorrow come tomorrow.

Take of those horrid glasses.
Do you know you have beautiful eyes?

What are you looking at me for?
Kiss me.

Isn't that why
you brought me here?

RESTAURANT
THE CYTHERA

Did you have a nice swim?

It was great, Mr. Mihalis.
There's no better beach anywhere.

Look at where we are.
In Cythera.

I'm from Tsirigo, madam.

I opened up the tavern here because
the sea reminds me of my village.

But it's no use.
No one comes here.

No one comes here? Great!

- Come in.
- Thank you.

I have fresh fish.

The fishermen go flare fishing
every night.

It's magical! The flares, the moon,
the fishermen's songs.

It's like I'm in Tsirigo.

- What do you say about this gilthead?
- It smells like the sea.

- Should I throw it the frying-pan?
- Throw it!

Sit wherever you please.

It's so beautiful here!
I'm so hungry!

You must go see the sunset
from the cliffs. It's magic!

- I'll go throw this in the pan.
- I really like this old man.

Are we going to the cliffs
to see the sunset?

You really want that, Bibi?

- Why won't you say anything?
- What is there to say?

I don't want to spoil this beauty.

Tonight,
everything is so beautiful.

The most beautiful thing, is love.

Could you ever live with someone
who really loves you?

Somewhere away from the world.

Far away from people, telephones,
banks and money.

Paradise must be something
like that.

Paradise with only two
would be truly boring.

That's why it didn't last.

All these are beautiful
for only one night.

Paradise, the remote beach...

I feel differently
about beauty in life.

Man's best invention was money.

Not to save it,
but spend it and enjoy everything.

I am sick of money.

Being poor and becoming rich
is not that difficult.

But when you are born wealthy
and you are used to wealth...

to suddenly loose everything
and not have a penny to spend...

that is horrid.

- I know it from myself.
- Talk to me about you.

About your childhood.

I had a happy childhood
until my poor father...

went bankrupt
and committed suicide.

When?

I was 18 years old.

- How did this come to the charity-fund.
- I sold a kiss once in a social event.

For some charity-fund.

I do exactly the same now.
But the charity, is me.

- I never knew how to do anything.
- That's no excuse.

I'm not trying to find excuses.

I don't know why I told you all these.
Get up, we have to go.

- Are you in a hurry?
- I want to see if they send my gown.

The White Ball is tonight.
Did you forget?

I have to go home to sleep,
to rest, to prepare...

- So you'll sweep them of their feet?
- Of course.

It'll be the most profound
social event in Athens.

It's stupid, Bibi.
The life you live is stupid and empty.

What can I do?
This is the life I like.

You are young and beautiful.
It's a shame to be lost.

Think about tomorrow.

We are different people,
I care only about today.

And she convinced you
to take her to the ball?

It was my last effort
to win myself.

To kill the small man I was inside.

To become "the other".

- And you started drinking.
- How do you know?

- How else would you become "the other"?
- I had half a bottle of whisky.

- I knew it was the last time I'd see her.
- The last time?

- Weren't you leaving the next day?
- I didn't have anymore money.

You spend it all?

The last set of pearls I bought her
was with my last money.

I went to her house to tell her
but she didn't let me. I couldn't do it.

Besides that, we were to leave
for a whole different life.

But Bibi wasn't the person
who could live a different life.

She was clear with me about that.

A dreamer...
Maybe she was right.

I thought about tomorrow all my life
and I missed on today.

That's why I didn't want to loose
on that night...

and I took her to the dance.

- It was clever of you not to stop.
- We swept them of their feet.

- Everything is going round!
- Don't tell me that I'm not right.

Look at the beauty around us.
This is the beauty, the life...

the good life...
Tonight I'm in love with you.

The president
of the steering committee.

Ladies and gentlemen...

Forgive me, I couldn't learn my words
by heart.

Ladies and gentlemen...

everyone knows that the White Ball
takes place for charity.

On behalf of the committee,
I'd like to ask...

which of the ladies agree to sell
a kiss in an auction.

I feeI I'm living my first ball
all over again.

Ladies, be brave.

- I do.
- Come, madam.

Your offer is accepted with pleasure.

Tonight, we'll sweep them of their feet!
Leave the bottle here.

Silence, please.

-5.000 drachmas.
-10.000 drachmas.

10.000 drachmas from the general
director of Ayetha, Mr. Levatsopoulos.

-12.000!
-12.000 from Mr. Solon Katsibalos.

-13.000!
-13.000 from General Degoulas.

-18.000!
-18.000 from Mr. Degoulas Jr.

-18.500!
-18.500 from the General.

-20.000!
-20.000 from the ship-owner Kranas.

100 gold coins!

- Did you say gold coins?
- Yes, 100 gold coins.

100 gold coins from Mr. Daoglou.

The lady's kiss is worth 100 gold coins.
Congratulations, madam.

- Bibi is exquisite!
- She's worth it.

100 gold coins aren't worth
a kiss from a coquette.

With 10 gold coins
you can have her all.

It's for charity!
100 gold coins aren't much for Daoglou.

100 gold coins from Mr. Daoglou.

200 gold coins!

-200 gold coins from Mister...
- Cleo!

-210!
-300!

-310!
-400!

500 gold coins!

- We must be going crazy!
-500 gold coins is a whole fortune.

You know how much money
Daoglou made from the Liberty?

Half a million gold coins.

-600 gold coins!
- Where have I seen him before?

600 gold coins from Mr. Cleo.

-700 gold coins!
-800 gold coins!

- He's a cashier at the bank.
- Where did he get so much money?

We should call the police.

900 gold coins!

1.000 gold coins!

My deposits are in stake!
I'll go call the police.

-You always go to the worst banks!
-I'll call the police.

Mr. Cleo may give the 1.000 gold coins
to kiss the lady.

Come and get your kiss, Mr. Cleo.

A doctor, please!

It's nothing, make him a coffee.
He's just drunk.

He can't be drunk,
that's not possible.

I'm a doctor,
I know what I'm talking about.

And I'm the president
of the steering committee...

so watch what you say.

The gentleman just offered
1.000 and he was sober.

1.100!
I won't let anyone kiss her.

10.000 gold coins!
1.000.000 gold coins!

I'm broke.
I spend everything.

- I gave the last for a fourth set.
- Excuse me?

- A fourth one.
- I don't understand.

Neither do I.

Move aside! Police!

The police? Welcome!
Please, have a seat.

Are you the cashier
at the Trade and Credit Bank?

I am so!
And I stole the money!

"We only have one life to live"!
That is what tempted me, the song.

I wanted to live my life,
to enjoy myself.

I wanted to fly, too.
But I didn't enjoy it.

- My little bird, you wanted to fly?
- I wanted to fly!

Get up!
We'll take you to your cage.

And this is how I got back
in my cage.

I found my ease, my peace of mind
and I sing.

I would like to be that "other".

Who stops at nothing,
not even at himself...

but I couldn't.

- You upset me tonight.
- Why, Mr. Warden?

Because, I got to like you. I don't know
if you where honest or a coward...

you really confused me tonight...

but you weren't born
a embezzler.

Isn't it a pity to spend your life
in jail for a woman?

- It was my fault.
- And now?

- I'm waiting to go to trial.
- You're already 6 months in here.

For six months the bank auditors
are trying to find the mistake.

- And they haven't found it?
- Where could they possibly find it?

I'm here because I confessed I stole
an excess.

- Where is it?
- What?

The excess I stole.

You are driving me crazy.
Didn't you tell me you spend it?

Where is it in the bank's books?
It doesn't show up in the numbers.

If it doesn't show up,
I didn't steal anything.

How can they support a case?
And when are they going to find it?

Six months have already passed.

- Six months and no one came to see you?
- No one, Mr. Warden.

- Not even her?
- Not even her.

Your friends, your colleagues?

They didn't even bring you
a pack of cigarettes.

I never had friends.

The only friend I have,
I've known for only one night.

And I don't even know his name yet.

- Mr. Warden, what's your name?
- Haralambos Bazoukas, son of Nikolaos.

- Have a cigarette.
- Thank you.

Don't be sad. You'll go through trial
and you'll do your time.

Then, you'll live like an honest man.

- Someone's coming.
- Who can it be at this time?

- The marshal!
- And the legal consultant of the bank.

Where did we put the key?

I have it.

- What are you doing in there?
- I'm inspecting the locks.

- Open the door.
- Yes, sir.

Don't lock.
There's a release paper.

A release paper?

You made bail.
You are a wealthy man.

The profits of the contract
you signed are huge.

- What contract?
- The tractors.

With the Tractors Motor Company
of East Germany.

- I have no idea.
- Of course.

The merchandise came last night along
with the papers signed by Mr. Egelman.

And because this deal can be
carried out only through a bank...

Mr. Director wishes you cooperate
with our bank.

The bank will not file a complaint
against you. Do you understand?

And Mr. Director will apologize
for this misunderstanding.

He's waiting for you
in his office. Get dressed.

The car is downstairs.
The chauffer is at your service.

I'll get my jacket.

- Come, the tractors are here.
- The tractors are here!

Yes, speaking...

He's not here yet.
Just a moment.

I'm waiting for him to come soon.
He'll sign the contract over to us.

With the conditions we want.
We got him! We found the mistake.

The sum of the embezzlement
will be held from the embezzler's profits.

I'm I bank, I don't care if he's punished.
I don't want the bank to loose money.

Speak to each other!

Come in.
Mr. Director is waiting for you.

Just a moment,
we should knock on the door.

My dear, finally... Welcome!

Come in, please.

I must reconsider all I have thought
in the past about you.

You are the smartest businessman I know.
Please, sit in my office.

A cigar?

Lighter, please.

I underestimated your abilities.
That contract is a great success.

And our collaboration is waiting
for your signature. Here is the pen.

- Here, please.
- And here.

Thank God this is over!

Excuse me, did you
have something to tell me?

- Tell you what?
- Photographer!

THE SIGNING OF IMPORTING
TRACTORS FROM EAST GERMANY

Miss, Mr. Cleon's pass book!
Quickly!

I'll serve you personally, Mr. Cleon.
A signature, please.

Forgive for being late, Mr. Supervisor.

What is a mere supervisor compared
to a great businessman like you?

- Your moustache?
- I shaved it.

- Miss!
- Ready, Mr. Supervisor.

- Mr. Cleon...
- What did you say, love?

He made so much money,
the moron!

He's not a moron.
I find him very charming.

- Here you are. Good morning, Mr. Cleon.
- Good morning, Miss Kitsa.

- We missed you all this time.
- To the cashier's desk.

You can go by the cashier's desk.
Have a nice appetite.

Mr. Cleon's pass book.

- Have a nice appetite, Mr. Cleon.
- Let's go, Kitsa.

I feel ashamed to look at you.
I didn't visit you in jail.

I understand, Manolis.
You have a wife and children...

- You're not holding a grudge?
- Not at all.

- How did you make money?
- I don't know.

Why don't I buy you lunch
and we can talk about it.

Now I'm not in jail,
I'm a businessman.

- I'd be glad to, but I have to close desk.
- Want me to help you?

I'm bored of doing nothing
all this time.

If you feel like,
come in.

Sit in my seat and I'll count.

My seat...
Like nothing changed in six months.

The same bars, the same bank,
the same people...

Some things have changed
in our small world.

Kitsa got engaged to Ntinos,
the supervisor shaved his moustache...

I saw that.

I got your place.
I got promoted.

- You found the mistake, right.
- Yes, I did.

Well done.
You were worth it.

- I didn't see Mr. Fotis, the old babbler.
- Haven't you heard?

He died a month ago. Now we don't
hear information or gossips.

Poor Mr. Fotis...

Bibi... What about Bibi?

- I don't know.
- You haven't seen her, right?

- She mustn't know you are rich.
- Kind of...

The newspapers say you earned
20.000 gold coins.

You believe what you hear?
Where is my pencil?

Here we go with numbers again!

- I earned 1.562.237,70...
- Around 5.000 gold coins. It's not little...

They kept the embezzlement,
1.101.101,10...

- There it goes!
-42.000 the loan I got for my sisters.

And I paid 150.000 for hotels, hairdressers,
dress-makers I owed to recently.

- That adds up to...
-300.000. About 1.000 gold coins.

- I owe those, too.
- The 1.000 gold coins?

I owe them. I could play stupid
and not pay them off.

But I want to convince myself that
I'm not a coward, but an honest man.

- At least from now on.
- So you have nothing left?

Just a ticket for the ocean liner.

- I'm leaving, Manolis.
- You're leaving?

What can I do here?
Who will give me a job?

I wrote my sister at Colorado and
she said that they'll be happy to have me.

They live kind of meanly, but
they'll help me start over my life again.

I leave tomorrow afternoon at 5.

This way, I'll take a long journey.
I always dreamt of a long journey.

The pilgrimage to Cythera.

The Cythera do not exist, Manolis.

- Have a nice journey.
- Thanks for coming, Haralambos.

When you called to say goodbye...

the marshal gave me the day off
to come to the port.

I wanted to shake your hand.
I didn't want to say goodbye on the phone.

- Understand?
- I do.

I'm won't say "until we'll meet again".
I don't know if I'm ever coming back.

Good luck in your new life.
And keep your head held up high.

Leave me your address
so I can write to you.

Gladly!

Here it is.

On the letter
my sister send me.

Keep the envelope.
I'll write to you, too.

We were meant to meet behind bars
and say goodbye behind bars.

- Have a cigarette.
- Thank you.

I'll stay so I can wave goodbye.
You might not see me in so many people...

But, go.
You'll be late.

Goodbye, Haralambos.
Goodbye, my friend.

This is your cabin.

Thank you.
If you need something, ring me.

Come in.

Still wearing those horrid glasses?

- You?
- Yes, me.

If I came to your hotel,
I knew that you'd send me away.

I always kept my ticket.

I read the passengers list
and booked the next door cabin.

And you read in the newspapers
that I was rich again.

I love you, Cleo.
It took me six months to realize it.

Until I saw your picture in the papers
and I heard that you were leaving.

I've brought my suitcases.

In the port, a car is waiting for me
in case you want to send me away.

- Is it Daoglou's car?
- Are you sending me away?

You know I don't have that power,
but I don't have anymore money.

- I'm poor.
- Poor?

My whole fortune
is this ticket.

If you are saying this to test me,
it's a very stupid and cheap trick.

To test you?
I don't need to test you.

In the six months I was in jail,
you never came to visit me.

I almost went crazy in there.

Because I always loved you.
I'll take you with me, If you want to come.

- You will test yourself.
- What are you trying to say?

All the papers write are lies.

I signed a contract with the director's
conditions and you know him well.

I had just enough to pay my debts.

I asked for my job back, but there is no
cashier with an embezzler's past.

That's why I'm leaving.
I'll start my life all over again.

Because the past will burden me
as it will burden you, too.

You have a terrible past
that only I can forgive.

Because, only I love you.

Bibi, you're crying?
Why are you ringing the bell?

What's wrong with you?

Please, take my suitcases down.
I'm not going to travel.

You have only three minutes
to departure.

- Quickly, please.
- What are you doing?

I'll always remember you, Cleo.
Thank you for your love.

- I don't have the power to accept it.
- Don't go.

Don't destroy the most beautiful moment
of our lives. Let's take this journey.

This will be the pilgrimage to Cythera.
Exactly as we dreamt about it.

The pilgrimage to Cythera
was only in that moonlit night.

- I wish that night never ended.
- You remember it?

I can't come with you.

I don't know if I'm to blame,
but I'm used otherwise.

It's impossible for me to be "the other",
the poor wife of a breadwinner.

That works only in novels,
but life is difficult.

You don't love yourself
as much as you live those pearls.

You don't get me.
Let me go, I don't have time.

Where are you going to go?
To ugliness, emptiness and indignity?

- Wake up, Bibi.
- I'm not sleeping, you are the dreamer.

- I see things as they are.
- You're fooling yourself.

You are in a deep sleep
and nothing can wake you up.

Not even the siren of the ocean liner
that will blow in a while.

And when that happens,
you'll never see me again.

- Let me pass.
- Where are you going, lady?

I have to catch the ocean liner,
I have a ticket.

Are you crazy?
The ship has sailed.

Madam, your pearls are real.

Cleo, I'm not going to see you again.
Where will I find you?