Bonjour tristesse Page #3

Synopsis: Cecile, decadent young girl who lives with her rich playboy father Raymond. When Anne, Raymond's old love interest, comes to Raymond's villa, Cecile is afraid for her way of life.
Genre: Drama, Romance
Director(s): Otto Preminger
Production: Sony Pictures Entertainment
 
IMDB:
6.9
Rotten Tomatoes:
86%
NOT RATED
Year:
1958
94 min
484 Views


Isn't he sweet?

He can be very endearing, can't he?

At least the weird sisters clean well.

You're looking wonderfully well.

I'm surprised and pleased.

- Why surprised?

- From Raymond's description...

That was in Paris.

I was worn out from studying.

- How did you do with examinations?

- Flunked.

- Flunked?

- Flunked.

- Would you like me to unpack for you?

- No, thank you.

- The box is for you.

- Oh, Anne.

- Are you studying now?

- During vacation?

You'll take examinations again

in October.

Why? Raymond never got a diploma.

Yes, but he worked hard.

Made quite a bit of money.

If it's gone, I'm sure there'll always

be a man to take care of me.

And you don't need a diploma

for that.

I don't like vulgarities, Cecile.

Even when they're funny.

I'm sorry.

The dress is marvellous.

- It's really marvellous.

- But?

No, the style is too.

Everything you design is perfect.

But you think that's too young

for you? You're wrong.

A more sophisticated style would

only make you look more of a child.

I'm not a child.

You're not going to make me study,

are you?

I didn't know I could.

Well, you could.

Don't be so afraid of me.

I'm not here as your governess.

I won't make you do anything.

Although I might try

to influence you a little.

Even a scale.

Well, that'll ruin my appetite.

That's Raymond's.

- Did he give up this room for me?

- I offered to move out of mine.

It's odd a villa this size

has only two bedrooms.

- There are three.

- Three?

Yes, this one and two upstairs.

Mine and Elsa's.

Elsa Mackenbourg.

I think you met her.

Not too bright but a lot of fun.

Just what does he think I am?

He sleeps in the bathhouse.

He can sleep here,

because I won't.

Or any other place else that he...

Cecile, would you mind

leaving me alone?

No.

Cecile?

- Cecile?

- Yes, Raymond.

She wasn't there. You suppose

she fell out of the train?

- She's here. She drove.

- You see?

I told you Philippe

didn't have an American car.

Must have been

190 degrees in the shade.

My pathetic feet.

- Where is Anne?

- In her room.

- Any point in taking these to her?

- I wouldn't disturb her now.

- Oh?

- Yes.

- Was she...?

- Very.

Very what? You two don't even

need words. The perfect marriage.

- How bad?

- Breakage.

- Really bad. You suppose the setup...?

- No, she's too sophisticated.

- Discovering occupied territory?

- Couldn't care less.

- You think.

- I know.

Know what about Anne?

Anne is fine.

And delighted to be here.

Forgive me. I stood on that platform

for hours waving these.

- I should have telephoned.

- What's the difference? We're all here.

- I'm here. I'm Elsa Mackenbourg.

- I thought you knew each other.

Not as well as I'd like to.

Pretty dress.

Not as pretty as some of yours

I've got. They are just brilliant.

You're kind.

But the line of that suits you.

The colour is good

when I'm not half peeling.

I have lotion that will help

on my dressing table.

I'm going to sink in the water

and drown in the sun.

- I'll show you the way.

- I can see the way. Straight down.

I'm going to put that lotion on

right this minute.

If that woman says it will help,

it will help. She's brilliant.

- Amazing figure.

- Never mind that.

- I thought she said...

- What?

- She was leaving.

- What is going on?

- I haven't a clue.

- We'd better find out.

Anne?

Anne.

Anne.

- What's so funny?

- Your face.

I could almost see you

figuring out something to say.

It's not too easy.

When I invited you,

I had no idea Elsa...

- No explanations.

- I want to.

Explanations only make

things more complicated.

- They certainly do. Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- I'm sorry, darling.

- As long as you're staying.

- I don't know that I am.

- I don't know where we are.

I got stupidly angry before

and decided to leave.

Then the prospect of packing again

and looking for a hotel was too much.

- So you decided to stay.

- Overnight.

- I thought...

- Then, if I'm staying overnight...

- Might as well spend the holiday.

- Yes. If I find that I like it.

- She'll be gone in two days.

- No, she'll stay.

How can you be so sure?

I know women.

I know how to make them like it.

- You want her to stay?

- Yes. Yes, I want her to stay.

She has an amazingly good figure.

Anne stayed. And we lik ed it.

All three of us.

And the maids as well.

She ran them. She ran the house.

She ran us.

- This is my dance.

- It doesn't seem to be.

She made everything so easy

for us...

...that we wondered how

we had ever managed without her.

And we made everything

such fun for her.

We did have fun then.

And everyone was so nice

to everyone else.

Anne? Anne?

- We thought you deserted us.

- Never.

We ordered for you.

- Where's Elsa?

- She's dancing with Pierre Shube.

- He's a marvellous dancer.

- Or as Elsa would say:

Brilliant.

How can you all sit

with that brilliant music?

It's made me forget

the last of my sunburn.

- Where's your friend?

- Leading the band.

- Come on, let's get with it.

- No, Elsa.

It's so easy, Raymond. Just wiggle.

Put it out here and put it back there.

Look at them. It's wonderful.

Come on, then.

- Come on, Philippe.

- It's useless.

If you can teach me to sail,

I can teach you to wiggle.

Put it out here and put it back there.

Wiggle, wiggle.

Brilliant.

Wiggle. Wiggle.

I'm getting dizzy!

- Better?

- Better.

It should have been

someone's birthday.

- It was.

- Whose?

Anne's.

I feel as if it was.

What a lovely, lovely evening.

- I thank you.

- And we thank you.

It seems you're always

having birthdays here.

Not always.

It's really rather recent.

Cecile, isn't it time you were in bed?

- Yes.

- I think it's time we were all in bed.

Oh, Anne?

- Good night, darling.

- Good night.

- Good night, Raymond.

- Good night.

Good night, darling.

Very funny.

- Why do they fall off so much?

- Anne never skied before this summer.

I'm beginning to think

he makes her fall off.

All that fooling around in the water.

Even I could get

back up on skis quicker.

And this sudden interest he has

in going to the market.

Every time she goes, he goes.

Yesterday it took all afternoon

to buy two chickens.

Don't tell me it takes one afternoon

to buy two chickens.

- They weren't even very good, either.

- They've known each other 15 years.

With your father, nobody's safe.

Anne could never be seriously

interested in a man like him.

I know women. And if a man finds

the right way at the right moment...

Look.

I know I'm going to...!

My horoscope knows more

than your law books.

My horoscope knows more

than your law books.

It says tonight is my night and

I'm going to win at the casino.

- Bravo.

- There is a new moon...

...and the casino is starting

a new game tonight. The craps.

When did your eager little fingers

learn to hold dice?

There was this spooky American

named Lucky something...

I can see it all.

I don't know. There isn't a three

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Arthur Laurents

Arthur Laurents (July 14, 1917 – May 5, 2011) was an American playwright, stage director and screenwriter.After writing scripts for radio shows after college and then training films for the U.S. Army during World War II, Laurents turned to writing for Broadway, producing a body of work that includes West Side Story (1957), Gypsy (1959), and Hallelujah, Baby! (1967), and directing some of his own shows and other Broadway productions. His early film scripts include Rope (1948) for Alfred Hitchcock, followed by Anastasia (1956), Bonjour Tristesse (1958), The Way We Were (1973), and The Turning Point (1977). more…

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