The Big Blue Page #4

They are paramedics.

They wait at 200 feet.

And him?

That is the diver who goes below 300 feet.

He dives with a helium-oxygen mixture.

Compressed air is too dangerous.

Three minutes!

- It's fantastic!

- Ha vinto?

Enzo!

(Enzo) Congratulations, Jacques.

It's wonderful. I'm happy for you.

Here.

Here.

- What is it?

- Little presents. Nothing much.

I knew it. I just knew it.

- Do you still collect them?

- Mm-hm.

You don't have that one, do you?

No.

It's beautiful. Thank you.

It's nothing.

I knew it. I told Roberto.

He's very good, that little Frenchman.

Very good.

- Is this a poem?

- No, it's a recipe for spaghetti frutti del mare.

Ha! Thank you.

You see? I was right in getting you out here.

You're a world champion, my friend.

It's a measuring tape.

You see? This is your record.

Three feet more than mine.

Looking at it from here,

it doesn't look like much, does it?

Keep your little measuring tape, my friend.

It will be a nice souvenir

when I beat you next.

(dolphin whistles)

(dolphin whistles)

Jacques?

God!

Did you have a nice night?

Yeah.

I was with the dolphin.

All night?

Yeah.

- With the dolphin?

- Yeah.

I gotta get back to New York.

Because I have my job,

I have my work and my... life.

Will you take me to the train station?

(clicking)

(thunder)

(train conductor's whistle)

(announcement in Italian)

Jacques!

If you're ever in New York,

give me a call, OK?

Jacques!

- Can I come in?

- No problem. I enjoy talking in my sleep.

Wake me up at 11.

(Enzo murmurs)

Why are you always talkin'? Nobody's

interested in what you're talkin' about.

So just stop talkin'! Other people

have things to say! Understand?

Stop talkin'! It's bullshit!

- She's gone?

- Yes, she's gone!

Hey, I'm gonna take care of you.

I've got a job, on an oil rig.

No sweat.

I'm taking you along. OK?

Come on, get your bags packed.

You're coming with me.

You stupid bastard.

(laughs)

We'll make a great team, the two of us.

You'll see.

OK?

(sighs)

(alarm)

(clinking)

(Enzo blows his nose)

You're still thinking about her.

Don't think about her any more.

There are so many women in the world.

Plenty of women everywhere. Right?

Smoking is absolutely forbidden.

It isn't lit yet.

You shouldn't even carry cigarettes on board.

Listen, we're not supposed to piss, either.

But that doesn't stop you

from carrying it on board.

The rules are the rules.

What's your name again?

Noireuter.

And where did you say you were from?

Brussels.

Hah!

Bella citta, bella citta.

I was 17.

I loved her so much, I tried to die for her.

Two years later,...

..I couldn't even remember her name.

Let me tell you,...

..time erases everything.

I don't want to erase anything.

(high-pitched)

We'll be left here for 50 minutes.

(high-pitched) What's with the voice?

It's nothing. Maybe the helium is up too high.

(blast of gas)

- (high-pitched) Does the voice come back?

- For others, yes.

For you... Who knows?

(high-pitched) Try speaking to me.

(high-pitched) I don't find this funny.

We were having a serious conversation!

(Enzo laughs) Mamma mia!

(Noireuter) It's OK for the helium.

Here, give me your finger.

Uh... Is that alcohol?

That's really forbidden!

Hey, do you have any other complaints?

Make a list and we'll stick it

on the porthole. OK?

- Suck your finger.

- Stop kidding around. It's...

It's dangerous at this pressure - alcohol.

Enzo, it's very deep down here.

Come on, suck your finger.

Ah, you'll be seeing mermaids everywhere.

(laughs giddily)

A thousand commanders and we get

the Belgian from Alcoholics Anonymous!

(Enzo and Jacques laughing)

Are we clear?

(Enzo laughing and mumbling incoherently)

(Jacques talks gibberish and giggles)

- (drunken laughter)

- Can you hear me?

(drunkenly humming a waltz)

(rustling)

I didn't get the f***ing commercial.

So, did you see a therapist?

Yeah.

What did he say?

He said I have a decision to make.

The answer is within me.

And you paid for that?

Yeah.

What did you decide?

Nothing.

(sighs) Jesus, Jo,

you're driving me crazy with this already!

You don't wanna go shopping

or talk about my career...

..or do anything you used to wanna do!

All you wanna do is talk about this guy

that you don't even know!

Just make the f***ing decision!

OK.

Heads - stay, tails - go.

OK?

Stay.

Good.

Bad. Very bad.

We weren't being cheated

by the Mafia anyway - except you.

Duffy, I know you think I'm a terrible person.

I'm not a terrible person.

I fell in love.

I mean, I really fell in love.

Do you understand?

I understand...

I could have you arrested for fraud.

I'd be happy to pay you back,

but I just don't have the money right now.

- If you dock my salary, say, $20 a week...

- Don't be cute, Johana.

- I guess this is where you fire me.

- You're right! You're fired.

Thanks.

All right, who is this guy? This lucky guy.

Remember Laurence in Peru?

It's one of his divers.

- The Popsicle stick?

- Yeah. No, it's a different guy.

Well, I'm happy for you.

Good luck.

(phone rings)

Hello.

Jacques?

It's Johana.

How are you?

Good.

I got fired.

I got this job with Enzo.

We got fired, too.

(laughs) Really?

It's strange.

Talk to me some more.

It's hard. I don't know what else to say.

You're so far away.

Tell me a story.

A story?

Do you know how it is...

Do you know what you're supposed to do

to meet a mermaid?

No.

You go down to the bottom of the sea...

..where the water isn't even blue any more...

..and the sky is only a memory...

..and you float there, in the silence,...

..and you stay there...

..and you decide... that you'll die for them.

Only then do they start comin' out.

They come, and they greet you,

and they judge the love you have for them.

If it's sincere,...

..if it's pure,...

..they'll be with you...

..and take you away for ever.

I like that story.

What is it?

I think I love you.

You live here?

Yeah. Sometimes.

- Who's that?

- That's my Uncle Louis.

I can't get him out of the bathtub.

Sorry.

(Louis gasps for breath)

Assassin!

Uncle Louis! This is my friend Johana!

Hi!

Johana is visiting me!

He's a bit deaf. He's 75.

It's very nice to meet you, Uncle Louis!

(moans)

(Louis takes deep breath and submerges)

( ''Ride Of The Valkyries'' by agner)

(music continues playing)

So, where are you from, Henrietta?

Johana! New York!

New York? What kind of name is that?

- No, I-I'm from New York.

- Oh, yeah!

(Louis) The best legs are from New York!

Uncle Louis...

Johana is my friend.

She's come to... stay with me...

..for a while.

Good. That way I'll see more of you.

Where are you gonna stay?

- Here.

- Here? In my apartment?

It's my apartment.

Liar! Cheat! Torturer!

Uncle Louis, go back to your bathtub.

I'm going to put a lock on the telephone.

Have some more wine, Uncle Louis.

Thank you, Henrietta.

(whispers) I'll change my name.

This is, uh...

..my room.

Enzo phoned. He's coming over next week

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