The Italian Key Page #5
- Year:
- 2011
- 92 min
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Thank you for everything,
I'll miss you.
I love you too.
Hello! You came!
Of course, I came
with the invitation you gave me.
How are you? - Good! And about that
bet, I got some good news for you.
- I know. He spoke to me again!
- No.
Chiara chose Max,
that means one thing.
- Never... I am so not gonna do it.
- A bet is a bet!
Apparently Lord Jai is going to
announce is engagement tonight.
- Oh, I hope not, he's so cute!
- That he is!
Maria!
In my wildest dreams I couldn't
have imagined such a place.
Funny how neither of us
actually belongs here.
And still this feels like home
more than anything before.
It's chilly, sister.
Maria? Maria?
- Hey!
- Hey yourself! What's your name?
- Giulia.
- Of course.
"It is the East
and Giulia is the sun.''
- Do you dance?
- Depends on who's asking.
- Do you?
- Only on special occasions.
- Such as?
- Such as tonight.
Maria? Maria?
Hey! Please.
Do you mind taking the noise outside?
- I am looking for my sister.
- Not here.
I've seen you. In the woods.
See you at the party!
Lord Jai loves Cabella.
He doesn't care about me.
I know you like her.
I've seen you in the morning,
with your basket.
Ok, I'm gonna go in there, smiling...
...and be ready to congratulate them.
As the oldest of you may know, I came
to this village when I was four.
Since many years, I've been
looking for a very special person.
Someone with whom I want to share
all my wealth and fortune with.
I want to present this person
to you all tonight.
Please make her feel welcome. She has
made me very happy to have found her.
This is my long lost sister Cabella,
daughter of Chiara Deodato.
May God, Allah
and Sadashiva bless her soul.
I just found her and she is
gone again. I hope she comes back.
But in the meantime, let's dance.
Music, please!
I know you can do it.
Leo!
You can hear me!
You heard me!
Can you talk?
I need you to tell me
if you feel like I do.
But you... Lord Jai.
Oh Leo! Lord Jai is my brother,
that's what he was saying.
I remember you,
running between the flowers.
You had a white dress.
from hurting yourself.
You were leaving the village,
you told me you would come back to me.
You were three and I was five.
Cabella...
after you've heard what I've done.
When Chiara was already weak...
she asked me
to bring this to the post office.
She said it was for your father,
who didn't even know you existed.
I think she didn't want
to ask Max to do it.
Funny, how big things always
come in small envelopes.
I am sorry I didn't send it.
I thought he would come and take you
away from us. - It's okay, Leo.
Things happen for a reason.
I'm glad you got your voice back.
I swore I wouldn't speak before
you came back to me, again.
A bit strange.
Well, I was five
and then it became a habit.
It's really convenient
to know what's going on. - I bet.
Not hearing, or speaking, I could be
true to my deepest feelings.
You should teach me that one day.
It's good to be home.
My dearest Alexander.
I carry but the fondest memories
of our time together in India...
and will remember for ever
the last night before your departure.
Soon after you left, I found out
that I was expecting a child.
I waited for your return to tell you,
but your room stayed empty.
We now have a beautiful daughter,
Cabella.
I wish I could stay
to watch her grow...
but it seems like destiny
has decided otherwise.
I send you my love, Chiara.
That is how I met my father...
made friends,
and started anew in my mother's house.
And that is why I believe
Looking back, it's just
a matter of opening your heart.
And don't let anyone
tell you otherwise.
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