The Face of an Angel Page #6

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It would be just my version

of what might have happened.

It's more honest to say

I don't know what happened.

It's like a... a detective story

in a world without God.

Or a puzzle without a solution.

Would two people want to do

puzzles without solutions?

Why not?

It's more truthful

than all these easy answers.

Well, it sounds incredibly ambitious,

which is what we wanted.

If you want any help looking at pages,

the opening or... I'm happy to help.

Thanks.

- Great editor. Seriously, no, honestly.

- Thanks very much.

Top, top 25 under 25.

- What time is it?

- It is four-something.

- What time is it there?

- It's late, after midnight.

That's pretty late.

You must be really tired?

I can't sleep.

Are you okay, Daddy?

Listen,

- I gotta call you tomorrow, okay?

- Okay. Bye.

Bye.

No sadness is greater than in misery

to rehearse memories of joy.

- Welcome back, Mr. Lang.

- Thank you.

- How long are you staying for?

- Not sure.

No, it's nice. It's definitely nice.

I've gotta go. See you later.

- Bye.

- Bye, guys.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Strange, seeing you in the daylight.

- Why, do I look different?

- Even more beautiful.

- Thank you.

I like a bit of old-fashioned courtesy.

- Hey, Edoardo.

- Hi.

My friend Thomas is looking

for a place to stay.

I told him I knew

someone who could help.

Sit down.

I'm too old for a student accommodation.

Well, I have lots of places,

and the best addresses.

Really?

Did Simone tell you something different?

Be careful with her.

If you believe everything she says,

you will never know the truth.

- Do you read my blog?

- No.

You should. I say

some very kind things about you.

- Didn't I, Melanie?

- Yeah.

- Do you wanna drink?

- No, thank you.

This was my uncle's house.

He was a doctor.

This is a perfect place for writing.

Full of atmosphere.

I'll take it.

- How much?

- Money, we will talk later.

First, I want you to read my script.

I have been watching your old movies,

and I like the naivete.

I'm having a small gathering

of friends tonight.

I'll come to collect you, okay?

"Then I saw a serpent with six feet

dart forth in front of a man.

"With middle feet, it bound him

'round the paunch,

"and, with the forward ones,

his arms it seized.

"Already the two heads had one become.

Come on, we are late.

You know the way is hard.

No one gets anywhere by lying in bed.

You have to work.

Work even when you don't know why.

- Where are we going?

- Where the thieves are.

Oi.

Who are you?

Thomas Lang.

- Yeah?

- Hey, Thomas. Where are you?

I'm in... I'm in my flat.

- Hi.

- Hey.

- You good?

- Yeah.

- Where are we going?

- To see Edoardo.

I really think you should be

making a love story.

All the best movies are love stories.

Romeo and Juliet. Casablanca.

Annie Hall. Beauty and the Beast.

- Ciao.

- Hi.

How are you?

Good.

- Hello, Thomas.

- Hey.

What's the matter?

Why you always seem so scared?

What is it you're scared of?

Maybe having to make another movie.

In case it's another failure. Come on.

Ignore him, it's all right.

Don't worry, I know

the people who live here.

- I own the house.

- I'll wait here.

See you in a minute.

The reason my script is good

is that I know what happened.

Art has to provide the answer

to the questions that life asks.

I know you don't agree with me,

but you are wrong.

There is the truth,

and there is the rest.

The killing happened here.

I was watching there.

I saw it with my own eyes.

What happened?

Joseph was in love with Elizabeth.

He wanted her.

But she didn't want him.

So he killed her.

Like Othello.

Like this.

Sorry it's so noisy. Come with me.

- See you in a bit.

- See you.

I have decided, you can read my script.

But you can't take it away with you.

I don't trust anybody with my story.

You have one hour, that's all.

- Hi.

- Hey.

- Can I come in?

- Sure.

- You look terrible.

- Do I?

Where did you go last night?

I was getting worried about you.

Edoardo freaked me out.

It's so dark in here.

No wonder you're depressed.

That's better.

I have something

that might cheer you up.

You're gonna like it.

La Vita Nuova.

Thank you.

Dante describes how he falls in love

with Beatrice. And then how she dies.

For a moment, he toys with the idea

of loving someone else,

but he'll never love

anyone like Beatrice.

It's so romantic.

All those circles of hell

in The Divine Comedy, it's boring.

Everyone getting punished for no reason?

That is a book of love.

Hopefully that will make you happy.

I'm late for class. I've gotta go.

Are you gonna be okay? Promise?

- Yeah.

- Good.

I just want you to be happy.

I'll see you later. Bye.

"It was exactly the ninth hour of the day

when she gave me her sweet greeting.

"I was filled with such joy that I had

to withdraw from the sight of others

"and return to the loneliness

of my room.

"As she walked down the street,

she turned her eyes towards me,

"where I stood in fear and trembling."

How reliable are the Trace B samples,

in your expert opinion?

With Trace B on the blade of the knife,

we find that the technical analyses

performed are not reliable.

Due to mishandling of the crime scene,

contamination cannot be ruled out.

Contamination could also have occurred

in some phase of the analysis...

as current international

standards weren't met.

- I need your help.

- With the film?

- With Edoardo.

- Maybe you should steer clear of him.

Maybe you were right.

Maybe he was involved in the killing.

- Okay, stop.

- No, listen. I think he was there.

- He took me to the house. He's got knives.

- He talks a bunch of sh*t,

- he's messing with your head.

- I got to steal the knives.

I need you to help.

Not with stealing them

I need you to get them to Rome,

to a lab, test them for DNA.

- No.

- I'll bring them to you in the morning.

Let go of me.

Hello, Thomas.

This is Thomas. He's a director.

I'm sorry I couldn't finish

your script last time.

- Yeah, why? You disappeared.

- I felt sick. Can I finish it?

Okay. You'll get another chance.

But then you must tell me

that you want to make it.

One hour, okay?

Damn.

Sh*t.

See your heart.

- Did you come to my flat last night?

- Yeah, but you weren't there.

- Did you take the knives from my bed?

- No. What... What knives?

Thomas? Thomas! Thomas!

- What the f*** are you doing here?

- I wanted to know if you read my script.

I didn't read your f***ing script.

- Then you'll never know what happened.

- Get out of here. Get out of here!

Have you been looking for this?

Did you think you had stumbled

on the truth?

You're an idiot.

These are film props.

I photographed them for my blog.

And you should read it.

You wouldn't be so ignorant.

- Where are the knives?

- What knife?

Where are the real knives?

Hey, hands off!

Call the police.

Call the police.

You really have come off

the rails, haven't you?

They're letting you go.

Let's get out of here.

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