And While We Were Here Page #3

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I liked some of them.

They were nice boys, but...

I didn't want to leave my mum and dad.

I wish I had sometimes.

Know when you were 19

and the world just felt so open...

and carefree and full of possibility?

He reminded me of that.

Of that time.

- You were 19 when we met.

- Yeah.

I wouldn't have described you

as carefree back then. Not at all.

Well, I felt nostalgia...

or something for youth.

You're not old, Jane.

We ran out on the bill.

You just ran out... What do you mean

you ran out on a bill?

Perhaps I'm not explaining it well.

It was...

it was fun.

It was just fun.

How was work?

The conductor is...

actually a descendant of Walter Legge,

which is fascinating.

The three of us should plan a dinner

before we leave.

I'd like that.

Jane?

Oh, my God.

This is Caleb.

- Hi.

- Leonard. We were just talking about you.

We were. That's so weird.

- Sit. Please, sit down. Join us.

- Yeah.

Well...

- What are the chances of that?

- I know, right?

I've actually got to

get back pretty soon.

That's okay. I already ate,

so I'll just grab a coffee or something.

Can I have the check, please?

Oh, no, thank you.

Jane?

Jane?

You don't smoke.

Yes,

do.

Sometimes, at parties.

I didn't know that.

Well, I don't do it a lot.

Italian food's so overrated.

I love it.

There's no variety.

English food on the other hand...

Say what you like about it...

but there's nothing like

a good steak and kidney pie.

I went to this party the other day,

in this villa...

owned by this old drunk ex-pat and...

they had like a private

chef and everything...

and they were serving

this like loaf of meat...

covered in sauce with

all these other loaves.

This girl came over to

me and said it was cat.

- No!

- No joke.

Like a roasted mommy

cat and her kittens.

That is disgusting.

True story.

Why don't you tell Leonard

one of your viola jokes?

Go on.

You sound like my aunt.

Come on. Let's hear one.

I have one.

What is the definition

of "perfect pitch"?

What?

When you throw a viola into the dumpster

without hitting the rim.

- You didn't just make that up! It's too good!

- I did. I did.

Well, I'm impressed and I'm stealing it.

You can pretty much make that

joke about any instrument.

Do you play anything, Caleb?

This and that, you know.

Shall we?

What? Time to go? Already?

Yeah, I've got to get back to work.

So, what's next on your agenda, Caleb?

I'm thinking Tibet.

Oh, Tibet? Really?

Yeah, there's this thing called the

Shoton Festival at the end of the summer.

Yeah, I've heard about that.

That's where the Buddhist monks...

unroll all the tapestries

on the hill, right?

The monks, the monks, the monks.

It's so pretty.

How do you support yourself?

Oh, bit of this, bit of that.

All right then.

- I'll walk you.

- Does anybody have a pen? You got a pen?

Yeah, I have a pen.

Okay.

I have a piece of paper.

You guys should definitely

come over to the island.

I'll take you somewhere fun, you know.

Don't knock on the front door.

Come around the side.

90 Regina...

Ischia.

Here you go.

Thank you.

And thanks again for yesterday.

Oh, no problem.

Okay.

How stoned are you?

Come on, Leonard. It was just one puff.

It's not a big deal.

So you're saying you smoke back at home?

Occasionally.

Hey, can we do something fun tonight?

Sure.

I'm fine from here.

- Okay.

- See you after work.

Yup. I'll be waiting.

- Hey.

- Oh, God, you scared me.

Are you following me?

Maybe. Is that weird?

Yeah.

I couldn't sleep last night.

You told me you were

staying near the port...

so I got the first ferry this morning.

I came looking for you.

And I can't believe I found you.

What are we doing?

I think we're making out.

You're so sexy.

You're beautiful.

I can't. I can't do this.

- Why? Why?

- I can't do this.

Why?

- Do you do this a lot?

- What?

Do you do this a lot?

- What?

- Do you seduce women? Is this what you do?

You need to be less serious.

Don't follow me.

"90 Regina"

There was one boy from Belgium.

He was lovely.

He had a mustache.

My mother hated mustaches.

But he was shipped off.

I never saw him again.

Anyways, I met your

grandfather not long after...

and we got married.

Was it love at first sight with Grandpa?

Love at first sight?

Stop that thing. We're...

Leonard.

You're home early.

What did I do to deserve that?

I just missed my husband.

Jane, I'm sorry, just give me a minute.

A hell of a rest of my day.

Sorry, darling.

Hey, do you still want

to do something fun tonight?

Yeah, absolutely. I brought some dinner.

Thought we'd just stay in here.

The two of us.

I've just got to work

this thing out before tomorrow.

- Okay.

- Okay.

I'm sorry.

Leonard.

Leonard.

Can we talk?

- Say cheese.

- Cheese.

You should kind of be in the middle.

Never mind.

Hold on a second.

Look at that.

That's what our living room is missing.

- What did you do?

- I put my hand over my mouth.

- You did?

- What did you do?

Just waved.

"IL FUTURO NON E SCRITTO"

Leonard?

Do you have any fantasies?

What?

What?

Is there anything you want?

Just as you are, Jane. Just as you are.

You're all I need.

Oh!

Hi.

Did I wake you?

No.

I think I need to be less serious.

Yeah. Let me put my pants on.

Leonard thought you were lying...

about those cats.

He said that?

Were you?

They were delicious.

You make me feel nervous.

You make me feel calm.

You want a drink?

Is that him?

Yeah, he just shuffles around all night.

Must be lonely.

"Again and again and again."

"Again and again and again."

"Once I was single, my

heart it would jingle."

"I wish I was single again."

"Again and again and again."

"Again and again and again."

"Once I was single, my

pockets they'd jingle."

"I wish I was single again."

I didn't sleep at all last night.

Where've you been?

I was walking.

All night?

I've been thinking.

You left your phone here.

I had to plug it in.

We need to talk, Leonard.

I have to go to work.

- Can you be late?

- No. I can't be late.

- Leonard...

- Jane, whatever you have to say to me...

I wanna hear it. But

I've committed myself.

People are depending on me.

I have to go to work.

Okay.

If it wasn't the war,

it would've been something else.

There's always something

else, isn't there?

But that's the thing about struggle.

I'm going to make some tea.

Do you want some?

I'm all right.

You go out like that again,

just tell me. I worry.

Okay.

I can't seem to figure out

what's going on in your head.

Do you think everything we've been

through actually does us any good?

In the long run?

Or do we just make out "struggle"

to be something meaningful...

because that's all most of us have?

I tell you, the next

time we come to Italy...

it'll be a proper kitchen.

I don't know what you

want me to say, Jane.

If one little thing had changed

in my grandmother's life...

I might not be here.

Sometimes I worry I'm not honoring her.

With the book?

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