Het echte leven Page #4
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Kitchen assistent.
Sweetie.
You were right... Dirk is just as
much of a lowlife as you are.
So?
Can't we start over?
- I thought that wasn't possible.
It is.
I was wrong. I'm sorry.
- Right. You're sorry.
And now the last line:
'I love you. Really. '
Easy to say when he's awaiting you.
- He's gone.
Is he?
- Yes.
Is he really? And here?
Is he gone here as well?
How can I be sure?
I have to say this:
What do you want me to do?
- I want you...
to do to him...
what you should have done
in the first place.
Tomorrow.
And in my presence.
- I promise.
Tomorrow I'll break up with him.
In The Bar.
So you can watch.
Then you can't kiss me
until tomorrow.
You're sick.
- You're beautiful.
Beautifully sick.
And cut.
Research into the emotional life
of the Dutch...
have proven not to be accurate.
Therefore, we need further data.
Could you please tell me if you
believe in love at first sight?
Pardon me?
- I believe in love at first sight.
I have no more questions.
Goodbye.
What are you doing here?
- I have to tell you something.
I'm working now. I'll meet you later,
for a drink at The Bar.
I'm busy.
This is the most important thing
I've ever said to anyone.
Don't be silly.
- Do you recognize this?
Give it to me.
- When you've found someone...
you really love,
you have to choose.
Only then will I know what we
truly mean to each other.
How could you do this?
I may have lied about my wife...
but what you did is just as bad.
And Milan is even worse.
If he dares to ask
something like that...
he not only doesn't respect you...
he simply doesn't love you.
This letter proves it. Treasure it.
I...
I wish you...
- Lots of luck in life.
Lots of luck
with the rest of your...
with the rest...
There's one more thing.
Before I leave, I want to say that
these past few weeks have been...
the most beautiful
of my life.
I'd like to thank you for that.
- You're welcome.
I see so much love
in your eyes.
likes me.
I have to go.
- Wait.
Let me go.
- I just don't get it.
Remember what you said in the hotel?
Remember?
That you could be
yourself with me.
I don't want you, get it?
- You even wanted to take the kids...
to an amusement park
to get to know them.
Stop it.
It was my job.
I did it for the film.
You were so very shy. I had to do
something to loosen you up.
We're not a good fit.
Don't you see that?
No, I don't.
Action.
Jesus... Milan.
I thought you'd gone home.
- Would you have preferred that?
Of course not.
What's wrong?
Why aren't you in bed?
Why do you think?
I can't sleep.
I've had that strange woman
in my head all day. Woman. Girl.
A girl who apparently spends nights...
in a hotel with a stranger
talking about his kids...
and amusement parks.
- What are you doing?
I love you, Simone.
I love you.
- Sweetheart.
What's wrong?
You cheated on me before my own eyes.
You gave yourself so easily to him.
As if it didn't cost you any effort.
- That's because I knew it was you.
Yeah, right. Dirk and I
really resemble each other.
Jesus Christ.
Sh*t. Damn it.
Yes, and what do we do now?
You and your deadpan expression.
Damn it. Were you this invulnerable
and aloof with Dirk as well?
A total blank
so it seems real.
You're such a...
Camera on her.
Do what you have to do to seem sweet.
You're such a great faker.
- So are you.
With you everything could be fake.
- But it isn't.
You know I love you.
- You'd say the same to him.
As I'm doing now, right?
You are him.
You are my one and only true love.
Words.
- But beautiful words.
Yes, beautiful...
This is bullshit, guys.
Damn it.
- Martin.
My name is Milan.
Finish the scene.
- I forgot.
But beautiful words.
Yes. But right now I don't know
They mean I love you... I'm certain.
How does it feel
to outsmart everyone?
Keep going.
You're almost there.
Don't you understand
for who I did all this?
Not for me, in any case.
Is that what you think?
Martin, come.
Come here for a minute.
Please.
What did you do?
What did you do?
I still had some scenes with him.
You've got all you need now?
I think so.
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