La Dolce Vita Page #4

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Emma, you stay here. Good evening.

I'll be right back.

- Where are you going?

- I'm going up there to see something.

- I'm coming too.

- No, honey, stay here with the lady.

Come on.

Wait here.

Marcello, come down.

But I just came up. Don't worry.

Should I come up?

Amilcare, tell the generator operator

to move down a bit more,

Try the channel hoses and keep them

at minimum capacity,

Try the channel hoses and keep them

at minimum capacity,

Marcello, why did you change so much?

Why don't you love me anymore?

Holy Madonna, if only he married me...

...I'd come here on foot every day

and thank you.

But I'm not asking you that.

I'd just like him to be mine

as he was once.

- Here they are!

- The children!

Here they are!

Go as high as you can.

As soon as they get to the tree,

get a nice dolly shot.

Wait, don't start yet.

I'll give you the signal!

Hi, beautiful, how are you?

Put the 5000 on them and then

on the crowd. It's dark over here.

My wife is there too.

Sometimes she makes me so upset

and other times...

Heal me!

Calm down, keep calm.

One at a time.

- It's raining.

- This is going to get dangerous.

Massimo, the water makes

the lights explode. Shut everything off!

Turn all generators off!

Turn all generators off!

We had to take shelter in the bus

because it started to rain again.

Mario! Mario!

Mario, where are you?

The Madonna is over there.

The children are getting up again.

Now they're running

in the opposite direction.

They cry out that they see

the Madonna.

The crowd is following them,

going wild.

They changed direction once again,

they're headed to another area.

There she is!

Let me through,

this is going to kill them.

They'll catch pneumonia!

The Madonna said that

if you don't build a church here...

...she won't come anymore.

- Quiet!

The Madonna said

that if you don't build a church here...

...she won't come anymore.

Good night. Go home! Get some sleep!

Let me go! Let me go!

- Paparazzo, give me a break.

- But it's a nice shot!

Let me go! How can you be this way?

It's not possible to be like you!

Hyenas! You're worse than hyenas!

You don't respect anyone!

You make me sick! Cowards!

Why are you crying now?!

Where did you leave her?

I don't remember!

I don't remember!

He's dead.

He's dead!

He's dead.

Out of the depths I cry to thee, O Lord.

Lord, hear my voice.

Let thy ears be attentive

to the voice of my supplications.

If thou, O Lord,

shouldst mark iniquities...

...to thou, O Lord, we present

the humble soul of thy son, Aloisio...

...who will live with thou

forever and ever.

Grant him eternal rest, O Lord,

and may perpetual light shine on him.

Good evening, I'm Steiner's wife.

We were waiting for you.

Good evening, I'm Steiner's wife.

We were waiting for you.

Good evening, Marcello.

How are you?

Good. What a lovely home.

Is this Emma?

I've been wanting to meet you.

- Thanks for coming.

- Pardon me.

Come here.

- Hi, Anna, how are you?

- Did you finish your book?

This is Margherita.

You know her paintings.

- Of course.

- Sure!

- You didn't even come to my exhibition.

- What a beautiful hand.

She's a big fan of yours...

...but it's not true, because she

doesn't speak a word of Italian.

She only said that

you're very decorative.

She's right.

It might sound strange,

but I think I know you well.

The day you understand that you love

Marcello more than he does...

...you'll be happy.

I always said it. The only real woman

is the Oriental one.

After all, where was Eve?

In the Garden of Eden.

And where was the Garden of Eden?

In the Orient!

- Over there, love is really...

- Why did you marry me, then?

I know, I made a big mistake.

Mysterious, motherly,

both lover and daughter.

The Oriental woman huddles

at your feet like a little tiger in love.

This guy's been talking

about the Orient for 15 years.

Why doesn't he stay there?

- Will you introduce Emma to me?

- Of course.

What a lovely face!

Can I say something?

Don't lose hold of this man.

I'm saying this in his best interest,

not yours, otherwise...

The Oriental submits both

her spirit and her flesh...

...entirely!

May I introduce my friend Marcello

and his girlfriend Emma?

Good evening, everyone.

I agree with your concept on women.

We have much to learn

from these Oriental women.

Because they've remained

close to nature...

...the nature they conquered

after many centuries of civilization.

- What use is civilization to you?

- Say what?

I'll tell you. You don't know

how to make love anymore!

Speak for yourself, Leonida.

- Would you like a drink?

- Yes, thanks.

I envy you very much.

You know, I've read all your stories

from around the world.

I'd like to travel myself.

You get the chance...

...to meet exceptional people,

women of all races.

I'd like to have children of all colors:

Red, yellow...

Imagine the satisfaction.

Like a bouquet of country flowers.

Can't you say anything else?

You must have an incredible

gallery of memories.

Memories? You think someone my age

can be happy with memories?

Memories? You think someone my age

can be happy with memories?

Most of all, I have projects.

What a splendid creature.

You're our friend's girlfriend?

- Yes.

- You must be from the South.

What an extraordinary guy.

He's written dozens of important books

and has maintained a childish candor.

I wonder where he finds so much

optimism, so much faith.

I'm happy that he comes and

I always watch him with awe.

At times, I wonder if I envy him.

Listen, I see that you have

a wonderful Morandi.

Oh, yes, he's my favorite painter.

The objects are flooded

with a wistful light...

...and yet painted with such

a detachment, precision, rigor...

...that makes them almost tangible.

You can say that it's an art...

...where nothing is coincidental.

Steiner said that you have two loves...

...and you don't know

which one to choose.

Journalism and literature.

Watch out for prisons.

Stay free, available, like me.

Never get married. Never choose.

Even in love, it's better to be chosen.

I read your poetry a few years ago,

when I thought about writing poetry.

I like it. It's strong, sharp.

- It doesn't seem like a woman's writing.

- What do you know about women?

This is the art I prefer.

The one I think we'll need tomorrow.

A clear, precise art...

...without rhetoric, that doesn't lie,

that isn't flattering.

Now I have a job that I don't like,

but I often think about tomorrow.

We must all think about tomorrow,

but without forgetting to live today.

I think if one lives intensely...

...in fullness of spirit,

every instant will count as a year...

...and every year one

will be five years younger!

- Iris, you're an oracle tonight.

- An alcoholic oracle!

Oh, friends, you think too much

about the future.

But you seem so different.

What do you do with your days?

I mean, what do you like to do most?

Well, I don't know. And you?

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