Quo Vadis, Baby?
- Year:
- 2005
- 102 min
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Come on, signora Comolli,
I'm freezing.
Turn around.
F***!
Weather in Italy this weekend
will be characterized
intervals of sun
and above average temperatures...
"Dear Giorgia, it's been a while,
I hope you are well.
In this package
there are video tapes
that Ada sent me from Rome.
for the millionth time.
It's a miracle they weren't lost.
I haven't seen them in a while,
it's best if you keep them.
Hugs, Aldo."
She was in Rome for two years
and only came to visit twice.
Whenever I called she'd say
she was busy, she never had time.
I kept asking
if I could visit her, but never...
What should I do?
Watch the tapes with a bowl
- Say something.
- I can't, boss.
That's the first rule I learned here,
never mention your sister.
Once I accidentally...
It was a huge...
It's the first time
you've talked to me about her.
Lattice.
Alberto Lattice, in there...
He seems edgy.
What the f*** does this mean?
Who are all these guys?
You whore, one wasn't enough?
How many are there?
One, two, three...
four, five!
She had a basketball team?
I'll show her, whore, hussy.
Just like her mother, that slut!
Yes?
Sorry I didn't come to the meeting.
I did everything for her.
I worked like a horse,
I even went into debt
for furs, jewelry, a convertible!
While I was scrounging up money
she was "working out"
in broad daylight.
She should have been paid at least!
Listen, signorina...
I love her.
Damn, I can't get divorced.
I can't live without her.
Now what do I do?
Signor Lattice,
here's the payment info.
You're all alike.
Money, that's all you talk about.
You ruined me,
you left me on the train tracks,
you sent me to hell
with a one-way ticket
and now you want your money.
- Hello?
- Aldo, it's Giorgia.
It's been ages!
- I got the video tapes.
- My battery's dying and I'm leaving.
- I can't hear you.
- My battery is dying.
Why did you send them to me?
- Hello?
- It's dying.
Is there something I need to see?
Hello?
Does she say why the f***
she killed herself?
Too slutty?
It'll be different in Rome.
Giulio found us a great place.
I can study acting, go to auditions.
- Don't leave me, Ada.
- We'll keep in touch.
Giorgia, this is my dream.
- Me, all alone with the Captain?
- You get along with Dad.
Look at me.
Giorgia, look at me.
You're the person
I love most in this world.
- I don't believe you.
- It's true.
- More than Giulio?
- Of course.
I live for you, little sister.
What do you think?
It's the best I could do.
Who knows what they want?
Hot babe, normal gal, worldly...
This is my portfolio.
Giulio's affectionate with me, overly.
He's kind and protective,
reminds me of my father.
Rome's not so bad.
This city's like a whore,
it makes promises but gives nothing.
But it's beautiful.
you can walk on it,
explore it, smell it...
It puts you in a good mood.
What more could you want
from a whore?
A director said
I'm perfect for the part.
I can't stand professional actors.
Affected voices,
relying on the memorized text.
Remember It's The Singer, Not The Song
by the Stones?
The singer counts, not the song.
I had an audition yesterday
at Teatro Stabile.
Over 300 actors for one part!
I wanted to yell,
"We are screwed. ladies!"
We found out the part
it was all an act,
just to get state funding.
Giulio called the doctor
two nights in a row.
He shows up, gives me an injection,
then I sleep soundly.
Morning's a b*tch though.
But one morning at an audition I met A.
I'd rather not tell you his name,
We've been meeting for over a week.
Giulio doesn't suspect a thing.
Don't tell Giorgia...
Hold on a second.
It was her.
Don't tell her, she likes Giulio,
she thinks I'm living it up here.
This affair with A won't last,
he's eager to get his fill and run.
We see lots of films together
then we discuss them.
His favorite is Last Tango in Paris,
we know every line by heart.
I like A's enthusiasm.
He's writing a film, he's full of ideas.
He lives life... like a child.
sweet and reckless.
You asked about A in your letter.
I like when he grabs me
without foreplay,
my body feels free,
my head detached from the rest.
It's like dancing the tango.
It's like...
dancing the tango.
Giulio was away for work yesterday.
You know that film Querelle?
With Jeanne Moreau?
She says,
"Why did you make me wait so long?
Do you want to hurt me?
My desire for you is so intense!"
He says, "Why did you desire me?
Do you know who you desired?"
I need him,
his enthusiasm,
his dreams full of movies.
I eat four oranges a day
to buy a fringe-theatre ticket.
The director says I can be Ophelia
if I'm nice to him.
The worst is going home to Giulio
after having made love with A.
I see the others.
Who hid real time from me?
My father said
I won't go far with my personality.
But I see pure cinema inside of me.
I'll become it.
Ada, wait for me!
Mum!
Let go of me!
Good morning.
Giorgia!
Your dad's here,
Captain!
Where is Commander Bonetti's file?
Don't ask me,
- What happened to you?
- I slept with a ghost.
I don't care who you sleep with,
come to work presentable.
You need to sign some documents.
Signor Cantini,
I found Bonetti's file.
Good.
- Can I speak to you...
- Later.
When pain overwhelms you,
your face withers,
you want to hide before realizing
nobody's looking at you any more.
Sign, so I can file it.
I want to ask you something.
What did Ada look like
before they sealed her coffin?
You and auntie
wouldn't let me see her,
what did she look like?
Was her hair shorter?
Was she thinner?
Anything else?
Does Comolli have a stiff neck? B*tch!
We basically ruin people's lives.
They're in love and we...
I don't care what happens after.
I watch, take pictures,
and collect the money.
Hold on.
It's Aldo, leave a message.
Aldo, Giorgia again.
It's impossible to talk to you...
In the tapes Ada talks
about a guy called "A".
Does he really exist?
Do you know anything?
Bye, answer me!
F***!
Hello?
Sure thing.
I'm in the middle of a job...
If it goes well...
I'll buy the Joy Division box set.
- Hi, Cantini.
- Commissioner.
- Is that Afghani hash?
- Excuse me?
Afghani, it's good.
Smoking this early?
Do what I do,
a nice joint at bedtime.
- Don't you agree?
- It's still a drug.
We found the body
of Alberto Lattice's wife,
seems he was your client.
Do you think he did it?
He was just here yesterday.
I didn't even show him
all the pictures.
The motive is rather...
What do you think?
he was imitating Brando
in Last Tango In Paris.
- Bruni, can I ask you a favor?
- Sure.
I have a sister, Ada.
I had a sister,
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