Liz & Dick Page #2

AND PLACES.

[ TALKING CONTINUES ]

Joe:
ARE WE READY?

SORRY, JOE.

MAY I JUST PLEASE HAVE A MOMEN TO COMPOSE MYSELF?

CERTAINLY, RICHARD.

QUIET, EVERYONE.

SO, NOW

YOU'RE A METHOD ACTOR.

NO.

BUT NOW I HAVE TO AC THAT I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU...

AND THA YOU ARE IN LOVE WITH ME,

AND THAT'S NOT EASY.

HELP ME.

PLEASE.

THAT I COULD LOVE YOU,

AN EXQUISITE QUEEN -- SIMPLE.

BUT THAT YOU COULD LOVE ME,

A JOBBING SOLDIER...

[ GASPS ]

ARE YOU STARING:

AT MY CHEST?

WHY NOT?

IT'S THE VERY HEART OF YOU.

IT'S EVERYTHING YOU PROMISE --

LOVE, SEX, AND NURTURE.

AND I'M GONNA PRETEND

THAT IT'S ALL MINE.

[ CLEARS THROAT ]

[ CLEARS THROAT ]

EXCUSE ME, RICHARD.

UH, I THINK YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO

FINISH THE SPEECH

AND THEN KISS HER.

[ LAUGHS ]

OH.

SORRY, JOE.

[ LAUGHS ]

I'LL DO MUCH BETTER

NEXT TIME.

[ LAUGHS ]

[ ALL MURMURING ]

WHO'S GONNA TELL SYBIL

THIS TIME?

FORGET ABOUT, SYBIL.

WHAT ABOUT EDDIE?

[ INDISTINCT TALKING ]

OH, MR. FISHER.

I THINK YOU'LL FIND MISS TAYLOR

IN MAKEUP.

[ INDISTINCT TALKING ]

[ TALKING CONTINUES ]

MRS. BURTON.

I THINK YOU'LL FIND

RICHARD'S IN WARDROBE.

OVER THIS WAY.

OH, THANK YOU.

SO, YOU HAVE PLANS

FOR DINNER TONIGHT?

WELL, I THOUGH WE'D GO SOMEWHERE QUIET.

"WE"?

"US," STUPID.

OH.

[ CHUCKLES ]

WHATEVER YOU SAY, DUMPY.

[ CHUCKLES SOFTLY ]

OH!

[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]

WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?

MR. ZANUCK,

LET ME BE CLEAR --

OUR DEPARTMENT HAD NOTHING TO DO

WITH THESE PHOTOGRAPHS.

WHO IN THE HELL SHOT THIS?

WELL, IT'S JUST KIDS

ON MOTOR SCOOTERS.

ROME IS INFESTED WITH THEM.

THEY CALL THEM "PAPARAZZI."

"PAPARAZZI"?

IT MEANS:

"LITTLE BUZZING INSECTS."

I-I THINK FELLINI

ACTUALLY COINED THE WORD.

LIKE I CARE.

I HAVE A PUBLICITY DEPARTMEN PRECISELY

SO THAT PHOTOS LIKE THESE

DO NOT, NOT, NOT GET PUBLISHED.

CAPICHE?

YES, SIR.

FIX IT.

YES, SIR.

THIS WAS THE SCANDAL.

IT WASN'T JUS THAT WE WERE HAVING AN AFFAIR.

NO, MOVIE STARS HAD AFFAIRS

ALL THE TIME.

BEFORE US, THEY NEVER

REALLY WROTE ABOUT AFFAIRS

BETWEEN MARRIED PEOPLE.

AND, OF COURSE, WE WERE MARRIED,

AND WE HAD CHILDREN.

[ Laughing ]

I WAS THE MONSTER

THAT BROKE UP:

AMERICA'S SWEETHEARTS.

SHE'S TALKING ABOUT EDDIE FISHER

AND DEBBIE REYNOLDS.

THEY KNOW:

WHO I'M TALKING ABOUT, RICHARD.

AND, OF COURSE,

EDDIE HAD BEEN BEST MAN

AT MIKE TODD'S WEDDING,

SO...

SO SHOOT ME.

DO I SOUND DEFENSIVE?

BECAUSE I'M NOT.

EDDIE CHASED ME, AND I WAS

STUPID ENOUGH TO GIVE IN.

YES.

AND YOU WERE VULNERABLE

AFTER MIKE'S DEATH.

BESIDES...

HOW WERE YOU TO KNOW

THAT I WAS GOING TO COME ALONG?

[ LAUGHS ]

LIKE YOU HAD ANY IDEA OF WHA WAS GOING TO HIT YOU, BUSTER.

WITH HER?!

YOU THINK I'LL STAY

AND HAVE THIS PUSHED IN MY FACE

EVERY DAY?

BUT, SYBIL --

DON'T!

NO MORE LIES!

I'VE PUT UP WITH YEARS

OF YOUR WANDERING.

BUT AT LEAST YOU DIDN' MAKE A FOOL OF ME IN PUBLIC.

I LOOK AT THESE:

AND CAN ONLY IMAGINE

YOU THINK:

I'M A WORTHLESS IDIOT!

[ PAPARAZZI SHOUTING ]

HAVE YOU HEARD:

ABOUT THE NEWS, EDDIE?!

I WENT TO NEW YORK

TO DO A SHOW.

NOW I'M BACK

TO SEE MY WIFE.

HAVE YOU SEEN THE PICTURES

IN THE PAPER, EDDIE?!

GUYS...

WHAT ABOUT PICTURES?!

...FORGET ABOUT IT, HUH?

YOU NEVER SEEN:

PUBLICITY?

[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]

[ INDISTINCT TALKING ]

YOU WOULD!

NO, DON'T, DON'T.

NO, NO, PLEASE.

HOLD YOUR LIQUOR.

HOLD YOUR LIQUOR.

EDDIE!

THE PRODIGAL RETURNS.

COME.

SIT.

HAVE A DRINK.

HERE.

WE'VE JUST BEEN

TALKING ABOUT YOU.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

OH, I'M SLEEPING

WITH YOUR WIFE.

WHAT'D YOU SAY?

YES, IT'S BEEN

IN ALL THE PAPERS.

I'M SLEEPING

WITH ELIZABETH.

LIZ?

ED...

IN FACT, EDDIE,

I'M GLAD YOU'RE HERE,

BECAUSE I HAVE A QUESTION

FOR ELIZABETH,

AND --

AND IT DOES CONCERN YOU.

DEAR ELIZABETH,

QUEEN OF THE NILE,

HERE WE BOTH ARE, TWO SCHOOLBOYS

BEGGING FOR YOUR HAND,

AND MY QUESTION TO YOU

IS THIS...

WHO DO YOU LOVE --

HIM OR ME?

WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

RICHARD.

NO, SERIOUS QUESTION.

IT DESERVES A SERIOUS ANSWER.

SO, ELIZABETH,

ANSWER US NOW.

WHO DO YOU LOVE --

EDDIE OR ME?

I CAN'T HEAR YOU,

ELIZABETH!

WHO DO YOU LOVE --

ME OR EDDIE?!

[ SIGHS ]

YOU.

A LITTLE LOUDER, PLEASE,

FOR THE ROOM.

I LOVE YOU.

[ SIGHS ]

[ PEOPLE MURMURING ]

Sara:
ELIZABETH!

ELIZABETH,

NOT THAT I'M COUNTING,

BUT IF I'M NOT MISTAKEN,

YOU JUST ENDED -- WHAT --

YOUR FOURTH MARRIAGE?

WHO'S COUNTING?

IT MIGHT BE A RECORD

FOR A 29-YEAR-OLD.

WHAT AM I:

SUPPOSED TO DO?

I LOVE THE MAN --

END OF STORY.

ALL RIGHT, CHECK THE GATE.

ALL RIGHT, PLACES, PLEASE.

ALL RIGHT, THEN,

I THINK WE CAN --

WHERE...

Woman:

MISS TAYLOR.

YOU LET THEM LEAVE?

[ TIRES SQUEAL ]

"HIS FLASHING EYES,

HIS FLOATING HAIR.

"WEAVE A CIRCLE

ROUND HIM THRICE,

"AND CLOSE YOUR EYES

WITH HOLY DREAD.

"FOR HE ON HONEYDEW

HATH FED:

AND DRUNK:

THE MILK OF PARADISE."

WHO KNEW:

ITALY COULD BE SO HOT?

[ SIGHS ]

LAST ONE UPSTAIRS

IS A GOOF.

GOOF? WHAT KIND OF A WORD

IS "GOOF"?

I CAN SEE WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO

TEACH MISS TAYLOR

WE COULD GO:

TO THE POOL.

I DON'T NEED A POOL.

I'VE GOT A WHOLE OCEAN IN YOU.

[ CHUCKLES ]

"LICENSE MY ROVING HANDS.

"LET THEM GO...

"BEFORE, BEHIND,

BETWEEN, ABOVE, BELOW.

"OH, MY AMERICA,

MY NEW-FOUND-LAND, MY KINGDOM,

SAFELIES WHEN WITH ONE MAN MANNED."

[ SIGHS ]

MORE!

I WANT MORE.

"MORE."

I'M STARTING TO FEEL

THAT MAY BE YOUR FAVORITE WORD.

[ LAUGHS ]

WOULD YOU PREFER "LESS"?

[ LAUGHS ]

NO.

[ LAUGHS ]

[ SIGHS ]

NO ELECTRICITY,

AND IT'S AS MOLDY

AS A RUGBY PLAYER'S SOCK.

YES, BUT IT'S OURS,

WHICH MAKES IT PERFECT.

PERFECT.

[ LAUGHS ]

MISS TAYLOR!

[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]

TURN THIS WAY, PLEASE!

LOOK OVER HERE, PLEASE!

YOU CALL YOURSELVES

JOURNALISTS?!

WHY THE HELL DO YOU WAN MORE PHOTOGRAPHS OF US?!

ELIZABETH,

COME ON INSIDE!

ONE PICTURE, PLEASE.

PLEASE!

[ INDISTINCT TALKING ]

[ LAUGHING ]

YOU FLASHED THEM

YOUR BUM.

WE'LL SEE IF THEY'LL RUN THAT.

I DON'T THINK SO.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

THAT'S GOING TO BE THE MOS POPULAR POSTCARD IN ROME.

[ Laughing ] NO.

MISS TAYLOR'S DERRIRE,

SIR. MMM.

SCREW IT.

THEY WANT A SHOW,

LET'S GIVE THEM A SHOW.

[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]

[ BELLS JINGLE ]

SIGNORA TAYLOR.

WOW!

QUE BELLISSIMA.

COME VA?

AH, SIGNOR BURTON.

GIANNI.

[ SPEAKING ITALIAN ]

WHAT CAN I:

HELP YOU WITH?

HMM.

RICHARD...

LOOK HOW BEAUTIFUL.

WELL,

SINCE WE'RE HERE...

REALLY?

CAN I CHOOSE SOMETHING?

ANYTHING YOU LIKE.

ANYTHING?

FOR YOU, ELIZABETH,

ANYTHING.

[ SIGHS ]

[ LAUGHS ]

[ CHUCKLES ]

OH.

[ GASPS ]

THANK YOU, GIANNI.

NIENTE.

I'M THE ONE YOU SHOULD

BE THANKING, NOT HIM.

THANK YOU.

[ Laughing ]

THANK YOU.

Elizabeth:

IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT THE JEWELS.

MEN JUST DON'T REALIZE I TILL IT'S TOO LATE

AND WE HAVE THEM ALL.

[ LAUGHS ]

[ LAUGHS ]

[ CHUCKLES ]

[ INDISTINCT SHOUTING ]

SIGNOR BURTON, YOUR WIFE

ATTEMPTED SUICIDE, YES?

WHAT DID YOU SAY?

SUICIDE, YES!

ELIZABETH,

I'M SORRY.

I HAVE TO GO:

TO SYBIL.

[ SHOUTING CONTINUES ]

KNOW WHY SHE DID IT?

MR. BURTON?

YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU.

MR. BURTON,

WERE YOU HAVING SOME PROBLEMS?

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