Girl on a Bicycle Page #7

Bambini, bambini, bambini. No, no, no.

It's okay. It's okay.

Sometimes, you know, grown-ups get angry.

But they get over it, huh?

Greta?

Can we talk?

[ Greta ]

Go away.

I really need to talk.

I can explain everything.

Those are not my children.

Ccile is not my wife.

Come on.

Go away!

Please,

I really want to--

Go away!

[ Knocking ]

I lost her.

I lost her. Well, I'm

sure she'll turn up.

I mean, she can't get that far.

She's on crutches.

Greta throw me out

of my own apartment.

So now I need to stay here.

Paolo.

Paolo!

Paolo.

Excuse me.

You can't stay here, mate.

Obviously I can't go over

to Ccile anymore.

I can't see the children, and

they already lost one father.

The kids are all right, man.

They're resilient, you know.

Ah, really? And Ccile?

What's gonna happen to her?

Well, as you've

probably noticed,

we seem to be

getting on all right, so...

I don't mind

taking care of her.

What about your job?

Well, that's

the interesting part.

You know, Ccile- she ain't got

a penny to her name, right?

So I called Claude at the depot and

made him a little proposition.

For a modest financial settlement,

Cecile won't sue the company.

But only on the condition

that you're rehired,

and I get time off

to take care of her.

What did Claude say?

"Merci" and"Oui."

- Really?

- Yeah.

[Chattering ]

He's married. Or at least

he's living with someone.

She's really,

really pretty.

And he's got two kids.

They're the cutest kids

I've ever seen.

They could have been genetically

engineered, they're so cute.

He's not married

with two kids, Greta.

Because?

Because when an Italian

cheats on his fiancee,

he doesn't get married

and have two kids.

It's more casual.

I'm not marrying

Paolo, Frangois.

You are marrying Paolo.

I'd even go

to the ceremony myself...

if weddings didn't make me break

out all over in a terrible rash.

I have something to tell you.

I've been thinking lately...

that it will be good...

if I could care about someone

the way you care about Paolo.

I'd like someone who would just

break my heart if I ever lost her.

It's very hard to find.

It's very hard.

He lied to me,

Frangois.

Oui.

People do that.

And it hurts.

I can see.

So, give him a hard time

for a while,

make him suffer,

but then find a way back.

You know what, Frangois? Hmm?

If you could ever get control over

your hormones for even 1 O minutes,

you could make some woman

feel really special.

Not me.

But someone.

My life is adrift.

It has no anchor.

All because of a girl

on a bicycle.

I'm gonna give you

the secret of life, Paolo.

Really?

Let's hear it.

There'll always be

a girl on a bicycle.

That's it?

Yeah. That's it.

But my life has no anchor.

Yeah. I've heard.

And speaking of being chained to one

place, like, for example, my sofa,

Claude said if you ain't back driving

that bus tomorrow, you're fired- again.

Oh, and by the way, Julien and Claire are

wondering what happened to their father.

- Papa! Papa!

- Bambini!

[ Chuckles ]

Ah, belli.

Ouch! You're hurting me!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Belli.

Where's Derek?

Derek?

Well, I asked Derek if I could

come myself today, because--

because I wanted to see you.

And also because, uh, I have

something that I have to tell you.

Uh--

Julien, Claire,

I'm sorry--

really sorry--

but I'm not

your father.

- I know that.

- Me too.

- You know that?

- I'm six years old.

I'm five.

You don't look at all

like my real father.

What--

You knew this

all this time?

Why you didn't

say anything?

'Cause I like to have a father,

even a pretend one. Me too.

Come here. Come and sit

with me a second, huh?

We won't see you anymore,

will we?

Huh?

We won't see you anymore,

will we?

Of course you'll see me.

I can be, like, um,

an uncle.

Uncle Paolo.

I mean, if you like that.

Okay. You can be our uncle, but you

need to stop fighting dragons.

I have stopped

fighting dragons.

You don't look like

you stopped.

You look like

you got hurt.

Well, it's true.

I did get hurt.

But not as much

as I hurt the dragon.

I didn't mean to hurt her, because

she's a very good lady dragon.

Did you say you're sorry?

Yeah. But she's hiding in a cave.

She won't come out.

When she gets hungry,

she'll come out.

That's true.

When she gets hungry,

she has to come out.

Then you need to catch her,

like all the other dragons.

But this time

don't let her go.

You know what?

That's what I'll do.

I'm going to get a fast,

beautiful horse.

Then I'm gonna catch her, and

I will never let her go,huh?

But you need to be careful

for her fire.

That's true.

I do have to be careful

for her fire.

- You ready?

- Ready!

Uno, due!

Uno,due! Uno,due! Uno,due!

Uno, due.

Uno, due.

Uno, due.

Uno, due.

Cover your head! Uno,due.

Uno,due.Uno,due.

You're sure? Milan?

Milan, Italy?

Greta Kluge?

Yes, I'm the husband,

of course.

Paolo Kluge. Yes.

What time does

the flight leave, please?

Is it gonna be on time?

I know

it's a German airlines, but--

Danke, danke, danke.

Merda!

[Woman On P.A.

Speaking French ]

Buongiorno.

Buongiorno.

No.

Grazie.

[ Man On P.A.

Speaking French ]

[ Man On Recording ]

lch Iiebe dich. Danke.

Isn't--

Isn't that Paolo?

[Speaking German ]

Oh, my God!

He's stalking me.

I can't believe he's doing this.

Maybe you two should just talk.

No. No, I'm not ready.

Okay.

I can handle it.

[Speaking German ]

Oh!

[ Woman On P.A] Passengers, please proceed

to Gate C1 for immediate boarding.

Signore.

Hey! Hey!

Signore! Hey!

Un momento!

[ Greta] Marta, close the door!

Un momento!

No!

Can we talk?

Sir--

Please, can you take your seat?

Please. We must push back.

Come on, Greta.

All right.

Right. Seat 17C, on the aisle.

Thank you.

Come to my seat later.

Okay?

[ Intercom Chimes]

[ Frangois ] We have been

cleared for final approach...

to Charles de Gaulle Airport

in Paris...

and should be on the ground

in 'IO minutes.

Flight attendants,

prepare for landing.

I'm sorry, sir.

You have to get out of there.

The captain can't land unless

everyone is in his seat. Sir?

[ Paolo] I'm not coming out

until I talk to Greta.

Uh, Paolo,

you have to come out.

[ Paolo]

Then get Greta.

She doesn't want to talk to you,

so come out so we can land.

I [Singing In Italian]

- [ Knocking ]

- Paolo.

You have to

get out of there now!

She wants to know

what you want.

Well, first of all, tell her that

I love her with all my heart.

[All]

Ah!

[All]

Oh!

Uh-oh.

I'm here.

Say what you gotta say.

Ccile and I are not married.

I haven't been living with her.

We haven't done anything.

Nothing at all.

I hit her with my bus,

and I got fired.

She had no one to take care of her

and the children, so I had to do it.

So I get them up in the morning,

I dress them up,

I took them to school, I cook

for them, I put them to bed.

But they are not my children.

Their father left

a long time ago.

Paolo, open the door,

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