Dalida Page #2

The day she took off her glasses...

...it was like a rebirth for her.

Wait.

Now.

Look at the lovely dress

Mommy made you.

It's no use to me, I'm so ugly.

Don't talk like that.

I forbid you

to say or even think that.

You are the prettiest of girls.

You look fantastic, my love.

Your brother

must have forgotten his keys.

Pietro Giliyoti?

Yes, that's me.

-You are arrested.

-Why?

I've done nothing.

-You cooperate with Nazi...

...like the other bummer.

-I don't know what's going on.

-How?

I don't understand.

I have nothing to do with this.

-You are wrong...

-Shut up!

I'm a musician!

But I've done nothing.

I'm a musician!

-Where does him go?

-I've done nothing.

I've done nothing.

-Father!

-Father!

-Yolanda!

-Father!

-Iolanda!

Father!

Father!

What do you say, Mrs Morisse?

I don't love you anymore.

We're just close friends.

Well?

Long live the bride and groom!

-Thank you. Thank you so much.

-Please, Dalida, a kiss!

Just a smile! Please Dalida.

This way!

Dalida.

Dalida, Lucien! Just a smile!

-Come on. Let's drink something.

-Dalida, can you say something?

Thank you everyone.

Thank you so much.

Champagne!

You're very ungrateful!

I had to insist on you seeing her.

-Is that so?

-Are we rewriting history?

-Yes i am.

-Exactly.

-He owes us everything.

-I agree with.

-If he didn't...

-Don't. I am good.

Yes, i remembered.

Sure, yes.

Where is my wife?

With her brother.

What's wrong? You're sad.

I'd have liked mom to be here.

This dress is sad too.

No, the dress is fine.

You're sure?

If the dress is fine,

then everything's fine.

ONE MONTH LATER - CANNES

-I had to insist on you coming.

-No.

Now you're enjoying yourself!

Shame Lucien stayed in Paris.

-He's working!

-Working yes.

Working in Cannes!

-Will you dance?

-Never on rapid rhythm.

I'm in no rush.

It's not your lucky day.

-You are so beautiful.

-Thank you.

I am serious.

My name is Jean Sobieski.

And you?

-Me?

-Yes, you. You must have a name.

Yes. My name is Iolanda.

You're very beautiful, Iolanda.

Thank you.

Where is your name from?

Poland. My grandfather

was the King of Poland.

-Really?

-Well, not since the revolution.

A fallen prince.

Even more inspiring.

You're the inspiring one.

Terribly inspiring.

No.

Jean Sobieski, Dalida's new love.

Is it true?

Yes.

Can't you be more discreet?

We just got married.

It's my lack of discretion

that bothers you?

-Among other things.

-Really!

What do you want me to say?

That you look silly

with that flake?

He's using your reputation.

He doesn't care about fame.

He's a Bohemian.

-A Bohemian!

-Yes.

-He's ruining...

...your career.

Is this about my career again?

Beware. You can sink

as quick as you rose.

What I make, I can break.

You didn't make me.

The public did.

They listen to my radio station.

And your ballads are finished.

What matters is the twist,

rock 'n' roll.

-You're already square!

-Square?

Could click my fingers.

And you'd vanish

as fast as you came.

Poor Lucien!

You think I need you to exist?

You can even keep the apartment.

-Do I eat it?

-I eat.

It's al dente.

It is very good.

Enjoy your food.

That's not good for your voice.

Yes, I know.

I must give up.

You must give up singing.

Why?

-To become my muse.

-I am your muse.

-Place your bets.

-Seven, please.

All bets are in.

The house pays 17

and odd numbers.

You know what I like here?

The view?

Try again.

The Eiffel Tower?

-Again?

-I don't know.

There's a studio for your painting.

British lawyer Peter Benenson...

...has founded a new movement...

...to defend human rights

called Amnesty International.

Tell me, what's the problem?

I'm speechless.

Why? What's the problem?

Orlando. You've taken

your brother's name!

I don't see the problem.

-It's ridiculous.

-What's ridiculous?

Trying to take his place.

Don't psychoanalyze

What bothers you?

You take your brother's name

and you sing like your sister.

You think you're the centre

of the world.

But you don't.

I'm a singer too.

Please, you don't give up

to fight.

Admit that I'm right.

He can't impose his choices,

like you.

No one imposed me anything.

Did you choose "Dalida"?

Yes, I did.

Think of Orlando.

He agreed. He said yes.

Do as you wish, it's your Olympia.

I can't stop you

from putting on her concerts.

She asked me.

The public want her.

Don't play at that with me.

You're my friend.

I can't betray you.

You're my friend too.

But I warn you:

the radio won't play her songs...

...or advertise the show.

To us, she's finished.

I'm not saying that because.

You know I can be objective.

What goes down well today?

Rock. Twist. You know that.

I agree with you.

But how can I refuse her?

I don't know.

Anyway...

No, please.

I'm at the Olympia

for Dalida's first night.

Some say it will be her last.

Excuse me, sir...

...are you for or against Dalida?

A woman who cheats

shouldn't be allowed to sing.

But you came.

For my wife. We bought

the tickets ages ago.

Consider it shameful.

These are the first impressions

and they're rather frosty.

Sing with passion, as always.

Lucien.

The plumbing in the bathroom

is faulty.

Are you okay?

You need anything?

Can you get rid of that?

Is that a wreath?

To the death of song,

long live Edith Piaf

Who put it there?

What's going on here, Franois?

I told everyone,

nobody bring to her...

Showtime in 10 minutes!

Showtime in 10 minutes!

Live from the Olympia...

-Do you think he'll come?

-Who? Sobieski?

He's not in the dressing room

or on the guest list.

Tell me why, when

a wife cheats...

...she leaves her husband?

Nobody's perfect!

This is Agathe.

-Charming.

-I'm glad you're here.

-Everyone's here.

-Yes all of them.

Vultures ready to pounce.

I can't say I'm glad.

Where are we?

Right in front. Good seats.

-See you later.

-See you later.

-Good evening.

-Thank you.

Go on, my love.

Don't lose heart.

I didn't know why I was living

I didn't know what use I was

Now, now I know

My eyes were made to gaze at you

My lips to give you kisses

My ear to count your heartbeats

My hands to grasp

and hold your warmth

And since then

I feel alive

Because I love you

And since then I feel alive

I feel alive because I love you

Because I love you

Because I love you

Because I love you

And you love me

Perfect! Perfect!

My eyes are but to

see you wake up

My lips are but to

cradle your sleep

Fantastic!

Absolutely fantastic.

Champagne?

You were great.

Thank you.

That day she realized

she loved us both.

That was her schizophrenic side.

-In what way?

-In a manner of speaking.

There was Iolanda, who loved me,

and Dalida, who loved Lucien.

Did you feel hurt?

-Hello.

-Hello.

See you.

That hairstyle suits you.

Thank you. You like it?

I brought your contract renewal.

-Ten years, already.

-Yes.

Time flies.

What did you want to tell me?

We've talked it over,

Bruno and I, and...

I think that the situation

is somewhat absurd.

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