Letters to Juliet
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You're stuck on me and my laughing eyes
l can't pretend though l try to hide
l like you
l think l felt my heart skip a beat
l'm standing here and l can hardly breathe
You got me
The way you take my hand is just so sweet
And that crooked smile of yours
lt knocks me off my feet
Oh, l just can't get enough
l'm a stew
l need to fill me up
lt feels so good it must be love
lt's everything that l've been dreaming of
l give up, l give in
l let go
Let's begin
'Cause no matter what l do
l hope we always feel this way
l know you will
And in my heart l know that
You'll always stay
This is Sophie Hall from The New Yorker.
Hi, Mr. Beal. Thank you for calling me back.
No. l'm not a writer.
l'm a fact checker, actually.
lt is a bit like being a detective, yes.
Let's see if you are the Robert Beal
that l'm looking for.
Can you confirm where you were
when you found out World War ll was over?
Poughkeepsie? All right.
Right, thank you so much.
Yes, the moment the war ended.
Palm Beach? Okay. Lucky guy.
Thank you very much. Bye.
Bobby, hey, l got nothing,
but there's two more Robert Beals,
and one petty officer, third class.
Wait.
l'm gonna call you back.
Sophie Hall.
Can you confirm where you were
when you found out World War ll was over?
Times Square?
l'm in Times Square right now.
l'm standing exactly
where the photograph was taken.
l really thought l would never find you.
So, can you... Can l ask you to describe
what you saw that day?
The kiss,
was it spontaneous or was it staged?
lt was.
You're certain?
So you're 1 00% positive?
Petty Officer First Class Robert Beal,
who was the second sailor,
said that the nurse was the bee's knees
and that the kiss was
a completely spontaneous moment
and a celebration of real love.
-And he told you this himself?
-Yes, he did.
'Cause it's not often that l request
a personal audience with a fact checker.
lt's 'cause l need to know you're sure.
l'm 1 00% positive.
Great.
l guess people wanna believe in true love,
don't they?
Speaking of which, l understand
that you're headed off to Verona
for a pre-honeymoon?
Explain that to me.
lt's just a vacation before the wedding.
lt's our last chance to spend time alone
-before his restaurant...
-Well, it's the city of love, isn't it?
Yeah. But l...
Good choice, and good work. Thank you.
l was thinking. What if while l'm there,
l write?
But you're such a good fact checker.
-Have a great trip.
-Thank you. See you later.
Who goes on a honeymoon
without a wedding? You are so lucky.
Well, Victor's restaurant opens
in six weeks, so it's our last chance.
Okay, do not let him pay attention
to anything but you, okay?
-You throw his cell phone in the Adriatic.
-But he has to meet suppliers.
-Sophie...
-lt's fine. l promise.
Okay. Wait, what?
Hey, sweetheart,
can l help you carry your magazine?
Okay, no problem.
Oh, my God.
Hey, close your eyes.
Close your eyes, close your eyes.
Close your eyes, close your eyes.
Close your eyes. Open your mouth.
-lt's good?
-Yeah.
Yes? No? Yes?
Yes? l have reinvented the noodle,
l'm telling you.
Just try this one
because this one's really good.
lt's the same thing, but different. Fatter.
-Mmm.
-More of, you know... No?
-lt's good, right? Yeah?
-Mmm-hmm.
You know, l mean, modestly speaking,
l think l'm creating a masterpiece.
l don't know. l mean, there's one
that just came out perfect right now,
-which is... l think it's this one. l think it's...
-Victor?
-Try it. Even though it's dry, try it.
-Victor, Victor...
-Can l just say something?
-What?
We're leaving in 1 2 hours,
and you haven't packed for Verona.
-At all.
-Yeah, that's right, that's right.
-Yeah. l get too carried away.
-Do we clean this up?
No, no.
-- lt's gonna be incredible.
- l know. l'm so excited.
Sophia!
Sophia! Wherefore art thou,
my sweet Sophia?
-l love this place. l love. Right?
-lt's amazing.
-l have to show you the most beautiful...
-You know what's even more amazing?
-What?
-l just got off the phone with Signor Morini,
and he's arranged a private tour for us
with each and every one of my suppliers.
We're starting off with the oldest and
most beautiful vineyard in all of Veneto.
Yeah?
Victor.
Sophie, come on. No, you're not getting it.
l mean, we're gonna go to the oldest,
the most beautiful vineyard around.
This is romantic. All right?
We're gonna go there,
we're gonna drink a little wine,
we're gonna get a little tipsy,
and we're gonna come back
and we're gonna...
l mean, how was it?
- l tried to talk to Bobby again.
- - How did it go?
lt didn't go,
because l didn't talk to him.
- Why?
- - Because l was scared.
Really?
lt's time for me to stop
checking facts and actually start writing.
Yeah, yeah, it's your passion.
You should do that.
lt's the grape that l told you about
-that they use for the region, Soave?
-Right, right, right.
-You know. You remember?
-Yeah.
Mmm. Mmm!
-Do you like?
-This is good.
--Wow.
lt's fresh flower and fruit. Do you feel it?
Yeah? You feel it? lt's so good.
Smile.
Sophie.
Mmm! Mmm-hmm.
We have to get tickets to the opera
before they sell out.
-- We need to see the Castelvecchio.
- Yeah, yeah.
We have to see Lake Garda
-- and Juliet's house.
- Yeah, of course. Yeah.
Sophie, this is beautiful.
This is incredible. The smell...
Mmm!
Sophie, this is amazing! This is great!
l wish l was a little mouse
living in your cheese cave.
Hey, that was Signor Morini on the phone.
You know, he's inviting us
to this incredible forest,
that's just, like, 1 20 kilometers away.
-And they dig these exquisite truffles...
-Wait. 1 20 kilometers?
-Yeah, it's not like miles, Sophie.
-No, l understand the difference, but l just...
l just don't understand why you wanna go
1 20 kilometers to see a mushroom.
lt's not a mushroom, okay?
lt's a truffle. lt's a tartufo. lt's the thing
that you put on top of pasta, you know?
-A tartufo?
-lt's something else. lt's...
Come on,
you've been having a good day, right?
lt was fine.
But now, l just...
To be honest, l don't really feel like going
to see a mushroom.
Okay, fine, l get it. l get it. lt's fine. l get it.
l mean, just don't call it a mushroom, okay?
Yeah, okay.
You know what?
Why don't you go see the truffle place
-- and l'll go do my thing and sightsee?
- Really?
Yeah. Win-win.
"My dear Juliet..."
"Dear Juliet,
the man that l love is not my husband."
Are you okay?
Take this basket and... Come si dice?
Dig in.
Dig in?
You are the translator
from the employment office?
-No. No, l mean...
-l have been waiting two weeks.
l'm sorry. My name is Sophie.
l just... l followed you,
and l saw that you put the letters
into a basket,
and l just wondered why.
Why?
You are a writer?
Yeah, l am. l am a writer.
Come. l show you.
They come from all over the world
every day.
ls that not like taking pennies
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