Elsa & Fred Page #8

- Shall I tell him to pass by the fountain?

- Oh, no, no, no, no.

I want to discover it at night, like Anita.

I'll tell you when I'm ready.

You smile.

Oh, Fred, this is all so extraordinary.

I bet it cost you a fortune.

Did you take out a loan?

- No, I stole the money.

- No, come on.

Well, I just had it, that's all.

I bet you never thought you would

spend it on something like this.

You know, once upon a time someone

told me over an absurd restaurant bill,

that some things are priceless.

Did you see how they were

looking at you? Hello?

This man is mine!

Dad? In the bathroom? I don't know.

I'm sorry. I don't know.

I don't know what to say.

- It's typical.

- Come on. Let's check the super.

He left. But he told

me to give you this.

He left?

"Dear Lydia,

about the investment that... "

I think that if it says "dear Lydia,"

that it's for me to read.

"Dear Lydia, I've been

thinking about the investment

"that you and Jack suggested, and I...

"I decided to back out.

I realize that this will come

as a surprise to you,

"and that you won't understand

why I'm acting the way I do.

Well, I do. I'm currently in Ro... "

In Rome?!

- What?

- In Rome with Elsa!

"I decided to invest in our happiness.

"I'm sure that you'll make things work,

in one way or another.

- Oh, he...

- "One more thing, Lydia.

I believe that I wasn't..."

Oh, my God. "I wasn't a very

good father to you. And I'm sorry.

"Really, if in the next life, I'm still

your father, I'll try to make it up to you.

Dad."

He's even trying to be funny while he

screws us over. Say something, Lydia.

My father's just never apologized. This is

the first time he's ever apologized to me.

- He's wasting his money on that old broad!

- Instead of investing in you?

No, he's not interested

in the business, Jack!

And, frankly, neither am I.

Honestly, if you want to do it,

you just have to find a way to do it

with your own money, okay? I love you.

Well, let's go...

- to the fountain tonight.

- All right.

- The cat.

- Cat? Which cat?

The cat has to be exactly

like Anita's cat in the movie.

It has to be white and small.

But Elsa, where do you

think I'm going to...

Oh, please, Fred. I've dreamed

about this for so long.

It's got to be exactly

like I dreamed it, please.

- I'll be there in a minute.

- Take your time.

What do you think?

What can I say?

I'm so nervous.

- Il gatto?

- No, but not until we get to the fountain.

- Amore, andiamo?

- Andiamo.

I wish I could've brought

you here in the summertime.

No, Fred. You brought me.

You're an absolute angel.

The kitten. Let me have the kitten.

- Oh. Oh, that's my baby.

- Sorry, I tried.

- It's almost white.

- Let's just cover her.

No. Well, we're not exactly

Anita and Marcello either, are we?

- Oh, un bicchiere di latte.

- What?

- Do you have a glass of milk for the cat?

- What glass of milk?

No, when they got here, just about here,

but not exactly... I don't think...

she sent him off to a dairy

store to buy milk for the cat.

Elsa, Marcello didn't go to a dairy store.

One of the film crew got him the milk.

Please, Fred?

- Fred, Fred, Fred.

- All right, all right.

- Oh, my...

- You all right?

- Yes. Oh, yes.

- Just stay there. I'll be right back.

Sorry. I could only get yogurt.

Taste it. It's good. It's good.

Marcello, come here.

We're going to die of pneumonia!

Would this be such a

terrible place to die?

He caresses her with his eyes.

He adores her as if

she were... a goddess.

And then, it's just the two of them...

all alone in the world.

The sound of the water disappears.

My love, my Marcello,

I'm going to confess something now.

I love you more than I have

ever loved any person.

Thank you.

No. Thank you.

- Thank you. Thank you.

- No, thank you.

I love you. I love you.

Managed to open the safe.

She left me a note.

She wanted you to have this.

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