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This is my bath water.

There it is,

going down the drain.

My soap.

My passport,

with no occupation on it...

but I'm a film editor.

That's my Nagra 3.

Actually, it's not mine.

I'm borrowing it from work.

I'm borrowing this film, too,

because I'm shooting everything.

This is the little fern

that Marlene and I bought...

when we first moved in together.

Wow, it's grown.

It's just been a few months.

I bought these shoes for her.

They do not fit her

and she still wears them.

This is my strong French coffee.

And this is... really stupid.

Or is it? I don't know.

Start again.

Paris, September 1st, 1969.

Time is 9:
30.

These are pieces of me.

Me in pieces.

I'm trying to find

what's real, what's honest.

The total opposite of the film

I'm editing...

which is a sci-fi picture

about a secret agent...

Codename:
Dragonfly.

Bonjour.

Wake up. Wake up.

Rise and shine, Dragonfly.

It is time for you to wake up.

It is a beautiful day today.

You have many secret missions

to accomplish today.

It's so early.

It is 2:
00 in the afternoon,

Dragonfly.

Can't I sleep?

I never get to sleep.

Would you like to hear

your horoscope?

It's good today.

Mystery will be revealed

when the moon makes its orbit.

I love a mystery.

Fly

Dragonfly

Seek you out from undercover

Could you be my lover?

Together we can fly

Together we can fly

Fly

The water's freezing.

We are making cinema together!

We are making revolution!

Did I ever tell you that I was

the one who discovered her?

You're wonderful. Oh, yes.

Like that. Yes.

Very good.

This is Marlene sleeping.

She's mad at me today.

I asked her if she passed

her driving test.

Don't you think I would tell you

if I had passed?

Leave me alone!

Yesterday she was happy.

Everything is important.

It's all in the details,

they say.

This is the beginning

of a new cinema.

It's so delicious.

It's personal,

but not pretentious.

- It was beautiful.

- Definitive.

It's such an emotion

to see a film like that.

- Daring. Mature.

- Why are you in Paris?

- Which vitamin do you prefer?

- Let him speak.

Gentlemen, we can find out

more about a man by his dreams.

I guess I've always been

a bit of a daydreamer.

Always interested in film.

A lot my thoughts...

my little notions

of things and feelings...

are like little scenes

in my head.

I guess I want to show people

what I think about.

What I think is touching

or sad or funny...

Oops. I didn't realize

you were filming.

It sounded like

you were talking to yourself.

Just because you film every

possible thing in your life...

doesn't mean you'll understand

yourself any better.

I'll tell you everything

you need to know.

Go ahead. Turn it on.

Go ahead. Tell me.

You're a warm person...

but closed off emotionally.

You're self-absorbed

and live in a fantasy world.

- Come on.

- Let me talk. It's true.

You've come to Paris

to find your life...

but it is in front of you,

and you won't admit it.

You film all the details

of things around you...

as if that would

bring some understanding.

I just want to capture

what's real and honest.

And what if it's boring?

Did you ever think about that?

It may not be interesting

for others to watch.

You're mad at me now,

aren't you?

Come on.

Let me fix your hair.

I'm just thinking about work.

We've been cutting the ending

for two weeks now.

The director has no idea

how to end the picture.

And he won't admit it.

Kiss me.

What are you thinking about?

She stands there,

looking at him.

She leans closer and says...

I love you.

And we have the ending.

It all comes together.

This shot is not finished yet.

They emerge from the tunnels...

and the sun rises...

and we see

she's joined the revolution.

And so...

it ends with

a simple declaration of love.

It ends with a beginning.

Yes, a circle. Circle.

Sort of circle.

It's great.

Is that the original ending?

You don't have an ending!

We make an action movie

with no action!

It doesn't make any sense!

I haven't shot the end yet.

My vision is to subvert

the audience expectations.

I want the end,

not with a bang...

but with a whimper.

No picture of mine

ever ended with a whimper!

We need a bang!

The picture is not watchable!

If you're thinking of changing

one frame of my revolution...

- You're off the picture!

- What?

Each moment I spend with you,

I'm losing money.

Fabrizio,

shut down this production.

What are you saying?

You're off the picture!

Fabrizio, I don't

want to see him ever again!

Go! Go away!

- You're afraid of this film!

- You're not director!

- You fascist! You go away!

- Andre!

It's the young actress!

She's gone to his head!

Finalmente. Eh?

Bullshit!

I have seen this happen

many times before.

A director falls

for the leading lady...

and his judgment

goes to the toilet.

Fabrizio, fire everybody

involved with this mess.

I have made 63 pictures,

and this is the worst.

See if you can bring in...

Felix DeMarco.

The young director.

Call him, now.

One, two, three, four.

Break on me! One, two, three!

Break out.

Something's not right here.

Felix DeMarco.

Now, if I'm being

totally honest...

which is

the point of this film...

just hearing his name

fills me with envy.

And I don't even know why

I care so much.

They can do whatever they want.

I have this film. My film.

So much has happened

since yesterday.

I lost my job.

I need to find a camera.

No more borrowing film.

Need to conserve stock.

Stay on track.

Everything's changing,

becoming clearer.

I feel like it might be

all over with Marlene.

I need some time

to figure things out.

Maybe we should live apart

for a little while.

No. It's me. It's all me.

She'll slip into bed

without a word...

without even a hello.

Maybe a scowl...

and I'm going

to stop her this time.

I missed him.

Did you miss me?

Yes!

How was your day?

How was your day?

Don't get it. Let's kiss.

Hello? Hey, Pippo.

Really? What, right now?

OK, OK.

They fired everybody

this morning...

and now

they just hired me back...

and I have to go to meet

the new director.

You're going now?

Till the weekend.

I'm sorry.

Call them and tell them

you'll go tomorrow.

There's nothing I can do.

I just get back,

you f***ing ass!

Why are you leaving me

right now?

I'll make a nice salad for you.

I have to go.

I'm sorry. I'm going to cut.

Let's go again.

Can we get some more blood?

- Thanks for coming so quickly.

- Sure.

I'm glad you're still working

on the picture.

Do you know this young director,

Felix DeMarco?

Yeah, I met him before.

He's an ass. Over there.

You look very scary,

and action!

A certain number of virgins

must be given up to Satan.

I now give you to my master,

His Highness of Darkness...

where you will slumber forever

in the tomb of Satanic blood.

And... cut!

Print that one.

It was perfect, everyone.

Let's go to lunch.

Come on, baby.

You are getting better

and better every day.

Unbelievable.

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