Stealing Beauty Page #4
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- Year:
- 1996
- 118 min
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I haven't a car for you.
Good night.
Good night.
Good night.
Bye, Mummy.
Bye.
Ciao.
Lucy, want to play?
Daisy, Lucy is helping Daddy...
with his work.
Miranda, want to come and play?
No. I'm not in the mood
for playing with Piglets.
Richard, want to come play?
Richard! Come w--
Ow!
Uh--
Oops!
Oh! Oh!
Take that!
And that!
And that!
And that!
And that!
And that!
Oh, if I'm not ready now,
I'll never be ready.
You're free.
Ciao!
So when did Gabriella leave?
This morning.
I asked her to.
Why?
I wanted to see you.
Lucy.
So this is an olive grove?
Yes.
You looked very beautiful...
back there.
I could not take my eyes away.
Like this.
I need to kiss your mouth.
After this long time.
Wait.
Please.
Lucy...
I'm dying for you.
I'm dying.
Not here.
I can't.
I can't! No!
Stop, please. Stop. No!
Stop!
What is it?
What's the matter?
This was my mother's...
It's about me.
"Where have they gone,
the green sandals?
I was not made to be a mother.
I had too stricken a heart,
so I wore green sandals
to stay apart.
Then one night,
a man stood in an olive grove.
he beat a viper till it bled,
then drew me down low.
he fed me an olive leaf.
And broke... the--
the strap of my dress."
Come here.
"I kept--
I kept on the green sandals,
but I could not get off that hill.
Italy, where did you take me
that night so black...
and still?
He had an accent and a knife,
and somewhere, even, had a wife.
He took my face and tore my hips...
something new and strange...
and near to love.
but you came later,
curved anew.
Forgive me.
I did not have
the means for catching...
when I got poor Lucy."
You.
It's my real father.
So it would seem.
It's not you, is it?
Can you picture me beating a viper?
I don't even know
Really?
But I'm not sure anymore.
I already have a father I love.
No, no, no.
I was never very good at...
asking for the things
that I needed.
Have you ever been in love?
Lots of times.
No.
Just once.
Alex.
Alex, are you okay?
Hmm. I'm sorry.
I feel a bit grotty today.
Here.
Can I get you something?
I'll be all right.
Don't fuss.
I'm just feeling a bit...
rough.
That's all.
Don't give up.
You'll find him.
You won't disappoint me.
Well, don't you look nice.
Can I see?
No! I mean...
until it's finished.
Does it look like me?
It's not supposed to.
It's not?
Of course not.
Didn't anybody ever tell you...
that the true artist...
only ever depicts himself?
Thanks a lot.
You sure you won't come?
It's been the same
for the last 20 years.
Why should tonight be different?
I thought life with you
was going to be one long party.
Not so.
Bella.
This reminds me of dances
I used to go to...
when I was a girl.
Silly, isn't it,
to feel homesick...
Beauty wounds the heart.
I can't believe...
you actually brought that thing.
You know,
something surprising
always happens...
every year at this party.
You'll see.
Come on.Just a little more.
Carlo.
It's Christopher!
Yeah.
Bearing a torch.
Oh!
Hello.
Hi, Christopher.
Is this what you want in life?
I didn't realize...
he was a, uh--
He was what?
Uh--
Oh, Lucy.
Darling, would you hold that?
Uh, sure. Fine.
Can I do you a favor?
What?
Wait. See.
It looks like a spaceship.
See?
It looks so much better.
You look beautiful.
Thank you.
Carlo.
Would you like to dance?
Now?
Now.
("My Baby Just Cares For Me"
By Nina Simone Playing)
My baby just cares for me
My baby don't care for
Cars and races
My baby don't care for
high-tone places
Do you happen to remember...
where you were in August 1 975?
I try to forget...
but that was after
the fall of Saigon.
Hard to forget
the fall of Saigon.
But after, did you
come back to Italy?
I don't think
I ever came back.
(Nina Simone)
My baby just cares for me
Baby, my baby
don't care for shows
And he don't even care
for clothes
he cares for me
What?
I will show you what
this bastard likes.
For cars or the races
Baby don't care for
My baby just cares for me
Marta.
My baby just cares
For me
("The Life"
By Mark Tchanz Playing)
This is the life
This is the life
This is the life
This is the life
This is the life
This is--
Ha ha ha!
Oh!
ha ha! Oh!
("Superstition"
Very superstitious
Writings on the wall
Very superstitious
Ladders 'bout to fall
13-month-old baby
Broke the looking glass
Seven years bad luck
The good things in your past
You look as if
you've lost something.
I haven't lost anything.
Huh. Well, perhaps
I can help you find it.
Do you have a cigarette?
Um...
cigar do?
Oh, please.
Mmm. huh.
What do I--
Yeah, that's it.
Hey.
Ew!
Come.
Home.
Do all that you can
Keep me in a daydream
Keep me goin' strong
Do you ever get the feeling...
you're being watched?
Mm-hmm.
Sad is my song
When you believe in things
you don't understand
Then you suffer
Wait.
I want to ask you something.
Yeah?
I'm coming to America,
and I want to ask you about it.
Okay, maybe later--
Good night, Lucy.
Good night. We could--
When?
Tomorrow?
Okay.
I'll come over tomorrow.
Are you sure he can drive?
Of course I can drive.
Come on.
Thanks for the party!
Shh.
Hug me.
No kiss.
Let's go.
Absolutely no kissing...
because... I am, above all,
an Englishman...
and a gentleman.
Grab my ass.
Mmm.
Hey, baby. Come here.
You got to see this.
No kissing.
Oh!
Look at her!
Look at that!
Richard!
What?
I like it when you're mad.
Right over here.
Get on that bed!
Right back on the bed.
Right back on the bed.
I know how it looks.
They're wonderful,
wonderful friends.
They just--
They just have this
habit of disappearing,
which means, as usual,
I've been completely abandoned.
I'll be right back.
Right. Good.
Come in.
Hi.
Hi.
Yeah. I heard.
Who's the lucky fella?
Huh. Guy from the party.
Uh-huh.
Italian?
English, actually.
Oh, English.
So... good.
Well, I'm...
proud to be nearby...
at such an auspicious moment.
What are you doing?
Oh, I've lost something.
one of the better things
I've written,
but, of course,
since I can't find it.
Go on. Off you go.
Okay.
Night.
Good night.
Off you go.
What?
Nothing.
Hello.
Where are we?
Nowhere.
What are you doing?
Going to sleep.
No. Of course not.
I will absolutely sleep there.
Oh...
spinning head.
It's okay.
It's okay.
No. No.
I absolutely insist.
("Anna Mae"
By John Lee Hooker Playing)
("Anna Mae"
By John Lee hooker Playing)
Need you night and day
Anna Mae
Anna Mae, Anna Mae
I want you for my own
Anna Mae
Anna Mae, Anna Mae
Don't ever leave me by myself
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