Kate & Leopold Page #8

If a man washes a dish

and no one sees it...

Did it happen?

Right.

A cup of coffee, my dear.

Thank you.

Breakfast?

Nine-grain toast

with strawberries

and mascarpone, madame.

It's apparently low

in polyunsaturates.

It's really good.

It's good.

What should we do today?

Oh no, no, no,

no, no, no.

Thank you. No.

You know what

makes me happy?

You don't look

good in those.

They're so completely

inappropriate for you.

Kate.

Kate, Kate, come.

Leopold? Leopold?

Hey, what are you doing?

It boggles the mind

that it is still here.

This is my uncle's home.

Well, was.

This is where I lived.

Good Lord.

A portrait of my parents...

and me.

Uh... uh, Leopold?

Look, I just don't think

that we should just be barging

around here like that.

Leopold?

My old quarters.

What are you doing?

Hey.

The place where I put

everything I most cared for.

Hmm.

Things I didn't want

my uncle to touch.

My mother's ring.

Oh, it's beautiful.

You know,

I live on an island

connected to everything

by bridges

and I never cross them.

I've lived here

for ten years

and I've never been

to the other side of anything.

You've never travelled?

No.

Do you...

What?

Do you miss where

you're from?

In a way, l...

I miss...

I miss its rhythm.

It was slower?

Quite a bit slower.

Like today?

Yes.

Wherever you're going,

I'm going your way...

Do you hear that, Leopold?

-Do you hear that music?

-Yes.

Have you ever seen the movie

Breakfast a Tiffany's?

Uh, no.

"No."

Not yet.

You see that guy down

there with the light on?

Mm-hmm.

He listens to the soundtrack

of Breakfast at Tiffany's

every night

until exactly midnight.

And then he

turns his light off

goes to sleep.

My huckleberry friend

Moon River and me.

Oh, that means

it's Sunday.

Oh, I don't want

it to be Sunday.

I want more of this.

More 1876.

But, Kate, you don't

work on Sundays.

We can have more.

Well, oh, no,

'cause Sunday is the day before

the day I work, so...

it gets poisoned.

I see.

Besides, tomorrow

is the day

we shoot

your commercial.

Kate.

Hmm?

Would you...?

Might you ever... consider...?

Hmm?

It's time for bed.

Oh.

I'm so relaxed.

That's all right.

Oh...

You're tucking me in.

Yes.

Huh, you're my Otis.

Yes, Your Grace.

Oh, wait.

Hey, hey, don't...

don't go upstairs.

Stay.

I love you, Kate McKay.

Scone, Your Grace?

Ah, thank you, Millard.

And you brought

the Farmer's Bounty?

But of course.

Ah!

Fresh creamery butter.

Is there anything more

comforting?

I say there is

and perhaps you'll agree

when you sample fat-free

Farmer's Bounty

with the genuine essence

of creamery butter

in every bite.

With every mouthful

of Farmer's Bounty

you shall receive butter's

luxurious comfort

in your mouth

without adding to the luxury

of your waistline.

-Farmer's Bounty.

Now, on this one

take a bite and smile.

And... cut!

All right, check gate.

-Good enough for me.

Can we get a Dedo up here

and something...

Oh, excuse me.

Excuse me. Is this an actual

sample of Farmer's Bounty?

Yeah. Why?

This tastes like saddle soap.

Well, that's not really

your concern, now, is it?

Not my concern?

This product tastes

like raw suet.

How is that not my concern?

Hey, pal, it's a paycheck!

-Wait a minute.

-Paycheck?

A... This is an outrage!

Don't worry

about the taste.

Come back.

We need another shot.

Something that brings

the light up on this...

Leopold.

Leopold!

Hey! Leopold,

what's going on?

What are you doing?

They-they need you

back in there.

Do they?

Yeah. They have to shoot

the rest of the spot.

They're not finished yet.

Well, I want

no part of it.

Why?

Have you tasted it?

Farmer's Bounty?

Yes, Farmer's Bounty.

Yeah, I've tasted it.

It's revolting.

I know.

You know it's revolting

yet you have no qualms

enlisting me to endorse it?

It's diet;

it's supposed to be awful.

I mean, what is the problem?

The problem is

that for no reason

beyond my affection for you

I find myself peddling pond scum

to an unsuspecting public.

Hey, listen, you know

the stakes are very high

for me here.

You can't just quit because...

Yes, I can, and so can you.

When one finds oneself

participating

in an endeavour entirely

without merit, one withdraws.

No. No. Because sometimes

you have to do things

that you don't like.

Sometimes you have to suck it up

and finish what you started.

It's part of life.

You sound like my uncle.

Look, Leopold,

Jansen Foods is

a very important

account for my company.

If you don't go

back in there

then I get into

a lot of trouble.

Is this what you do

at work, Kate?

Research methods

to deceive people?

Refine lies until

they resemble truth?

It's no wonder

you dread your work week.

Oh! Man, I don't

have time for this.

What has happened

to the world?

You have every convenience,

every comfort

yet no time for integrity.

No. What I don't have time for

are pious speeches

by 200-year-old men

who've never had to work

a day in their life.

You have no idea

what I've done with my life.

And you-you have no idea

what I've done with mine!

I haven't had all that many

comforts and conveniences

Leopold, because I've been

paying dues all of my life

and I'm tired, and I need a rest

and if I have to peddle

a little pond scum to get one

then so be it.

Very well.

We're kidding ourselves,

Leopold.

In point of fact

I don't even really know

who you are.

You still don't believe

I'm the man I say I am?

We had a great weekend;

that's that.

And now it's Sunday.

It's over.

There's such a lot of world

to see...

I know.

I know, I know,

it sounds crazy--

talking about... finding a crack

in time under the East River.

But in, in point,

in point fact, Gretchen

you know...

it is no more crazy than, uh,

a dog finding a rainbow.

Dogs are colour-blind, Gretchen.

They don't see colour.

Really?

Just like we can't see time.

We can feel it.

Oh... we can feel it passing

but, uh, we can't see it;

it's just a blur.

It's like, uh...

it's like we're riding

in a, in a supersonic train

and the world is

just blowing by.

But imagine if we could stop

that train, Gretchen. Hmm?

Imagine if we could stop

that train

get out, look around

and see time

for what it really is.

A universe, a world

a thing as unimaginable

as colour to a dog.

And as real and tangible

as that chair you're sitting in.

Now, if we could see it

like that

I mean, really look at it

then... maybe we could see

the flaws as well as the form.

And that's it.

It's that simple.

That's all I discovered.

I'm just a...

just a guy who saw a crack

in a chair

that no one else could see.

I'm that dog

who saw a rainbow.

Only, uh...

none of the other dogs

believe me.

I believe you.

I can see that some things have

happened since I went away.

But...

you have to go back.

You understand

you'll be going back

to the same day

you left, April 28.

Yes.

So you understand

you might be repeating

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