Eight and a Half: Go Ego - Music Video Page #2

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You know so many people.

You've promised it so many times.

I even had a dream about it.

I dreamed that

you did find him a job,

but he'd lost his mind

and killed us both.

- Who?

- You and me!

Know where we were?

In that little street, Via della Croce,

where I bought you

the same tie your wife did.

Do you remember?

And I never knew

if you were wearing hers or mine.

We were there on a cot,

in each other's arms, naked.

And he came in and he killed us

both with a broom!

- Draw the blinds more.

- Yes.

That's it. Now go into

the corridor for a minute,

then pretend you've come

to the wrong room

and found a stranger.

Oh, that's good.

We've never done this one.

Hold it there.

Let me look at you.

No. No. Your make-up

needs to be more, more...

- More what?

- More like a slut!

Give me your eyeliner.

- Nice lampshade.

- Yes, yes.

- I'd like one for my place.

- Don't move.

What is this hotel called?

The Railway Hotel.

I want to write to my

husband so he'll send me

an express letter right away.

He writes such nice letters.

I'll let you read them.

- Fine, but keep still...

Make a slutty face.

Go out in the corridor.

- So, it's a part I have to play.

- Yes.

Who do you think I am?

One of your actresses?

You don't think

I could be one of them?

Not me. I wouldn't want

to lead that life.

I like staying home.

Go on, get out. I'm sleeping now.

Tell me. If I were really

to do something like this,

would you be jealous?

Why? Would you really?

Who knows?

- May I get you something?

- No, I just came out on a whim.

- Would you like me to run you a bath?

- No, I was just...

- A glass of water, perhaps?

- No, thank you.

What did she want?

What did she say?

The owner, she wanted

to give me a glass of water.

Come here. Come.

Open up the sheet.

- Guido, do you love me a little?

- Yes, yes.

Is that you, Mama?

So many tears, my son,

so many tears.

Papa, wait! Don't go.

We talked so little.

Listen Papa,

I have so many questions.

I cannot answer them yet.

See the ceiling here? It's so low.

I would have liked it higher.

It's ugly, my son, ugly.

I would have liked it different.

Couldn't you take care of it?

You used to draw so well. I'd like...

Oh, the Commendatore,

he shouldn't have bothered.

- Hello.

- Respects. He's got very little time.

Hi.

How is he doing, this son of mine?

Careful. Don't let him move you.

He isn't doing well? How come?

It is so hard, realizing that

one has made such huge mistakes.

But l...

Mother prepared you

a little something.

A little cheese and two peaches.

Don't worry about me.

Sure, this place gets a little lonely,

but your mother comes every day.

She keeps me company, you know.

And keeps everything in order.

A little decorum is always necessary.

That's how we were brought up.

And with your wife, Luisa -- all fine?

Yes. Luisa...

You two together have been

my joy. Goodbye, son...

What is this place?

Do you like it here?

I haven't figured it out yet.

But it's going much better.

At first, you see, at first...

Guido! I do my best.

What more can I do?

Poor Guido, you must be tired.

Shall we go home?

I'm Luisa, your wife.

Don't you recognize me?

What are you thinking about?

- Hello.

- Hello.

Good afternoon.

Guido! In a few days,

I'll get you an introduction

so you can get

all the advice you need.

Nice mystical figure. Right?

I brought you the three old men.

One is a Russian,

another is a retired general...

What old men?

The ones for the role of the Father.

Cover me, Cesarino...

Come here, buffoon.

How are you?

So nice to see you, Super Tarzan!

- I called you six times.

- Yes, yes I know.

- It's about Claudia's script.

- So?

I thought about mailing it to you.

In fact, I've already mailed it.

- Really?

You've still got your looks.

Why don't you go back to acting?

I was up all night with

an idea for the spaceship.

Why don't we make the upper story...

Conocchia, don't take my arm!

I hate it! And wear a jacket!

Now I need to wear a jacket

to talk to you...

How are you? How was your trip?

Good. It's been an hour...

What a blinding vision! Beautiful!

- Really?

- Yes.

You're always telling me

I'm 'bellissima'

but you never tell me about my part.

How was my screen test?

- Great, or you wouldn't be here.

They told me I have to look

motherly and eat a lot of pasta.

I should gain six pounds. Is this all?

See? You already know

more than I do.

You are the author.

You should be telling me something.

- What should this lady do?

- What?

Agostini!

I don't want to bother you.

The hotel is grand,

the whisky, excellent.

But I have three questions.

Yes, yes, later. What is it?

Ah, yes, yes. Pardon me.

Agostini, we should...

I just didn't feel like talking to that guy.

Claudia is getting offers

from all over the world.

I can't keep her waiting.

Give her something.

Do you have a script,

a few pages, an idea?

Does Claudia realize that this

might be a great part?

Perhaps the best she's ever

played? I'll explain...

I'm telling you as a friend,

you're gonna lose her.

- You want to see the old men or not?

- Are you crazy? We're ready...

What?

- The old men.

- Where are they?

- Here.

Signora Carla called. She doesn't

want to stay in that hotel.

It's ugly. She's right.

- What can I do? Bring her here?

I'll call the old men.

Sorry, I wanted to introduce you

to my little wife.

Thrilled.

She writes too. She's a columnist

for some ladies' magazines.

She's got a few questions for you.

My readers go crazy for romance.

Could you tell me something

about your love life?

Here they are.

Say hello to the Dottore.

Step down. You too, General.

- How old are you?

- 70.

- And you?

- 64.

- And you?

- 68.

They aren't old enough.

What? This one

has one foot in the grave.

Next time I'll get three corpses.

You asked for a pathetic type...

This one makes you wanna cry

the minute you see him.

Hello, Commendatore.

If you kneel, what do I do?

Get up or you'll hurt yourself.

How are you, little Guido?

Hello, Commendatore.

We took a helicopter.

This one screamed the whole way.

Where's the swimming pool?

We haven't even checked in. Shut up!

Has the treatment helped?

- Yes.

- Feeling better? Here.

- What is it?

Just a token.

- You're always giving me presents.

- It's just like mine.

It doesn't need winding.

A watch! A little watch, everyone!

- So, are your ideas any clearer now?

- Yes, I really think so.

We've got the Americans...

I've seen her passport.

She's 52 years old?

Ah, she's a little girl.

Good evening, signora.

And who are you, darling?

Mr. Director, another little question...

He wants to know the relationship

between Catholicism and Marxism.

Thank you, I got it.

You want to know about

my political affiliation.

As an honest man,

and all of you ltalians are,

you should be able to answer me.

Is ltaly an essentially Catholic country?

Yes, it is!

You shut up and eat your ice-cream.

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