Letters to Juliet Page #5

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lt was a difficult time.

Gran lost her son.

l lost my parents.

l'm not a big believer in happy endings,

l'm afraid.

Anyway, Gran stepped in. Took an angry,

obnoxious, young boy under her wing

and made me the simply unpleasant man

l am today.

So, isn't your fianc

starting to get just a tad lonely?

You know, Victor's having

the time of his life right now.

And l doubt he even notices that l'm gone.

What about you?

-Don't you have a girlfriend?

-That is a very, very long story.

Yeah? l'm not surprised.

lt's been about a year

since l've seen Patricia.

And you broke up with her?

Are you insinuating that l'm more the type

to be dumped rather than do the dumping?

Maybe l am.

Actually, l did break up with Patricia.

This time.

Okay, that's enough.

All right. That's enough.

-Sophie...

-That's enough.

-Your writing is really good.

-Thank you.

No. lt's really, really, really good.

Why are you so surprised?

How come you've never shown

your work to anyone?

-l never feel like it's finished.

-Why?

Because l guess l'm a perfectionist.

You know that's just another way

of saying "l'm a chicken"?

Listen. You've got nothing to be afraid of.

You're not a fact checker. You're a writer.

-What was that for?

-l'm not a chicken.

-And l'm not a gentleman.

Do you think we should get back to Claire?

Yeah. Many more Lorenzos.

Okay.

We should get back to Claire.

l am Lorenzo Bartolini!

Take him! Take him!

l am Lorenzo Bartolini!

Wow.

l am Lorenzo Bartolini!

Do you know what you are?

You are the Montagues and the Capulets.

You mean... Well, at least l'm not Romeo.

-That's the understatement of the century.

-No, no, no, because you see,

if l found the love of my life,

l wouldn't stand there like an idiot

whispering in a garden.

l would just grab her from that

blasted balcony and be done with it.

Do you believe in destiny?

Do you?

Yeah, l think so.

l think it's destiny that l'm here, right now.

With Claire.

Of course. Of course. With Claire.

Well, this is the street.

Well, there's 2. Here's number 2.

This is what l feared the most.

-Charlie, we don't even know if it's him.

-l hope it's not. l hope it's not.

-Either way, we're finished. We're done.

-No. Not here.

When do we stop?

Over the next hill? Or the next?

Scour the whole country?

No. No. lt ends here.

There are other Lorenzos

not too far away from here.

lt's not the ending you want, is it?

This isn't just a clever story

-with a clever ending.

-Stop it, Charlie.

-lt's our life. lt's my Gran's life.

-lt's not about...

Charlie, it's not about a story.

No, no, no, she's already lost the man once.

How many more times

would you have her lose him?

You know what?

l don't expect you to understand any of this

because you don't know a thing

about real loss.

Yeah.

You're wrong.

Sophie's mother ran away from her

when she was a little girl.

lt's different, Gran. lt's different.

You're right.

But

Sophie's mother chose to leave her.

And you always knew your mum and dad

loved you.

Come in.

Hi.

Oh, dear.

l just wanted to see if you were all right.

l'm okay.

Claire, l'm so sorry if l caused you...

No.

Every minute has been so special.

Darling.

May l?

One of the great joys in life

is having one's hair brushed.

Charlie, say you're sorry.

ln the eye, Charlie. With contrition.

Sophie...

-Thank you.

-...l'm afraid l...

ln the eye.

Yes, Gran, l'm not 1 2.

Prove it.

l'm sincerely sorry, Sophie.

lt won't happen again.

Excellent.

Sophie,

-l want to make a toast.

-Thank you.

l want to thank you for the wonderful thing

you did for a complete stranger.

l'll never forget it.

Nor l.

l've had the most incredible few days.

l really have,

and l can't thank you enough

for letting me tag along.

l think you did more than tag along.

Here is to all our loved ones,

wherever they may be.

May l join you?

Please.

l am sorry, Sophie.

l used to lay out under the stars as a kid,

in the summertime.

"Doubt thou the stars are fire

"Doubt that the sun doth move"

"Doubt truth be a liar

"But never doubt l love"

Do you think he's out there? Lorenzo?

Yeah.

He's somewhere.

And am l wrong? To insist she quit?

No, you know,

you can't go on forever.

At some point, you have to stop.

Then why is it that

l feel like a schoolboy on Sunday?

lt's nearly tomorrow and l don't want to go.

Me, either.

And l always liked school.

-Morning.

-Morning.

Thank you.

How'd you sleep?

l slept fine. How about you?

Yes. Great. Thanks.

- Good morning.

- - Good morning.

-How are you?

-Good morning, my darling.

lt's a beautiful day.

Sophie, would you mind going in the front?

Because l'd love to stretch my legs for a bit.

Okay.

Fantastic, darling.

The stars were spectacular

from my window.

Look. That vineyard.

That's our favorite wine.

Let's turn in there

and have a goodbye toast.

Okay.

Charlie, stop!

Nana, what is it?

lt's Lorenzo.

Who?

The boy?

All right, Nana. Let's get you in the shade.

Shall we?

l am Lorenzo Bartolini.

Sophie. l think this is...

-Do you know a Lorenzo Bartolini?

-l asked him and...

-l am Lorenzo Bartolini.

-You are!

Oh, my... Sophie, he's the grandson!

-Can l help you?

-Yes.

We're looking for a Lorenzo Bartolini.

l am Lorenzo Bartolini.

-He's Lorenzo, too.

-Do you have a father also named Lorenzo?

Yes, he went out riding.

But what can l do for you?

l'm sorry. We're being terribly rude.

-l'm Charlie Wyman.

-l'm Sophie.

Lorenzo. Lorenzo.

We have been on quite a journey

for your father.

You see,

my grandmother, Claire, knows him.

Charlie. Charlie, let's go!

Let's go!

All right.

Nana, Nana, Nana, Lorenzo is here.

He's out riding,

but he's going to be back any minute.

Well, then, let's go before he comes back.

Nana, we've come all this way.

-Come on.

-l've been ridiculous.

l've been completely ridiculous.

He knew me when l was 1 5 years old, a girl.

That girl's gone.

Oh, my God.

Claire?

Yes.

So many years.

Yes, 50.

lf you allow me.

l really don't know how to express myself.

Well, l went for a ride this morning

as an old man,

and l came back as a teenager again.

l'm so very happy you all meet Claire

and her grandson, Charlie,

and their lovely friend, Sophie.

My dear Claire,

you have told me you lost your Jack.

-And you know l lost my Rosa.

-Yeah.

But destiny wanted us to meet again.

Health to the Bartolini family.

To the Bartolinis.

l'm sorry l was late.

No.

When we are speaking about love,

it's never too late.

Well, bad luck, eh?

All hope lost and he rides in

at the last moment on a white horse.

No one will believe it.

Promise me...

Promise me you'll finish the story.

l guess this is it.

And l'm sorry it is.

Yeah, me, too.

Sophie, l...

l never should've kissed you.

l was completely out of bounds.

Mmm.

You're engaged and...

lt's time to go.

Goodbye, Charlie.

l'll miss you.

Hi. lt is time to...

l must get back to Victor. Sorry.

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