The Necessary Death of Charlie Countryman: The Making of 'The Necessary Death of Charlie Countryman' Page #2

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Yes. Okay.

Nice and slow.

Do you think Victor Ibanescu

knew he was going to die?

Or perhaps, he said it

to you after he was dead.

Maybe you talk to the dead people?

Like that boy in the Bruce Willis film?

I talk to dead people.

I think he sees the dead people.

What?

You do drugs, Charlie?

No! No.

Hi. I'm Charlie Countryman.

Eu sint Gabriela Ibanescu.

Can you tell me what

happened with my father?

He fell asleep and

that was it, he just didn't wake up.

On me, actually. He was If you still

look here, his drool is right here.

Your father wanted me

to tell you something.

I don't understand how

could he know we would meet?

Well, he said something about you to me.

If you want to hear it.

Please.

He said that you were his f-f fatate

F***.

Fetita catel picante

fetita mea cu picioare de catel

Yes.

Yes.

He said that? Really?

What does that mean?

She has feet of a childish dog woman.

Puppy feet girl.

Would you allow me?

Anything. Yes.

Thank you.

You could have this shirt if you

want to. You could just take it.

I mean, I have other shirts in my bag.

Here.

Thank you, Charlie.

You're welcome, Gabi.

It's nice to meet you.

Robert Redford!

What's that?

Robert Redford!

Me Robert Redford? No,

you Robert Redford, man!

No, no, no, no. Hubble Gardner!

Yeah?

I don't speak...

Pull over.

Stop the car! Stop...

Gabi!

Charlie! From the airport.

No, keep it. It was a gift.

You okay?

I meant to follow the ambulance, but

it was driving like some

kind of idiot and I lost him.

Look, there's a bunch of traffic. I

bet we can still catch it if we go now?

We?

We, yes, yes.

Listen, I know you don't know me, okay?

I have a feeling about this. And

I don't get a lot of feelings.

Not clear ones anyway so when I do get a

feeling like this one, I try to trust it.

I'm super nervous right now 'cause

this is a wild experience for me.

Scoot over. Scoot over.

What?

Hubble!

Your cab.

Sorry, my friend. How much?

Three? Three. Yes?

Yes.

There's second out, third, fourth. Yeah?

You play cello?

What gives you this idea?

There's a cello in your trunk.

Maybe you have some kind of

fantasy about helping a sad

woman inn a far away land

happens to play the cello?

I am making a joke.

You're making a joke?

You did not understand?

No, I just didn't hear 'cause

a tram just went by right

when you were saying probably

saying the punch line!

You have punch lines here, yes?

The joke is to imply that you

are making this up in your mind.

Right.

'Cause I am pretty I'm

vulnerable, I play the cello.

It's a boy's dream, no?

Well, you're pretty enough. But

I'm more of a tuba guy myself.

I play the cello in the orchestra

of the Bucharest Opera House.

Really?

My father was my teacher.

For my darling Gabi.

Love, Nigel.

Oh, come on!

Thank you!

Thank you!

Excuse me! North Golescu?

Excuse me. Opera house?

You don't know? That way?

Hey!

Excuse me!

Excuse me!

Excuse me, friend!

Hi, I'm looking for Gabriela Iban...

Sorry. Sorry!

Sorry!

Hi, Gabi's phone.

Charlie, it is me, Gabi.

Gabi. Hi! How are you?

Where are you?

I came to the Opera. I didn't know

where else to go, so I just came here.

I have your car and your

cello and everything.

I will come there soon. I

want you to wait for me, okay?

Okay. Really like a nice place

to work. Like, incredible.

Think I'm about to audition.

Do you see a man who looks

like his face is in pain?

Face is in pain? Yes.

He yelled at me.

Can you give him the phone?

Give him the phone?

Please.

- Okay.

Tempo! Tempo!

Just a second.

Hi. Hi. Gabi.

Gabi?

Gabi.

Sorry.

Hello?

Stop, stop, stop!

Wait at the door.

Which door? Because there's those...

Wait at the f***ing door!

I can carry this, if you want.

Do you want me to carry it? Sorry.

Follow me.

Okay.

Wait here.

Hello, gorgeous.

What are you doing here, Nigel?

Partaking of the arts.

Care of the soul.

Listen, I happened to hear about Old

Victor's spectacular and horrible passing.

Came back to pay my respects.

How could you have heard?

It only just happened.

Now you know me.

always an ear to the ground when it comes

to the disposition of my darling Gabi.

Who's this then?

Who are you?

I'm Nigel. Who the f*** are you?

Charlie.

Who the f*** is Charlie, Gabi?

Charlie is an American tuba player.

Here to observe the company.

He's homosexual.

Is he now?

Must make you quite the star

cocksucker around here, Charlie?

Nigel, what do you want?

Charlie, you should leave.

Charlie, you should stay. Definitely.

As you know, darling Victor and I had

some unfinished business between us.

What are you talking about?

My father hated you.

How do you guys know each other?

Nigel was my husband.

I beg your pardon,

Gabi. Did you say was?

Honestly? F***ing was?

Gabi...

No, Charlie, not

f***ing was. F***ing is.

F***ing meaning I currently f***ing

am 'til death do us f***ing part.

You!

If it isn't the shrieking

c*nt himself. Hello, Bela.

You will go immediately

or I will call the police!

Go!

Gabi, darling, we do need to

have a catch-up rather soon.

Say, sometime in the next 24 hours?

Bela, nice meeting you again.

Charlie, I'll catch you later.

You should go.

Where's a good place

for me to go, you think?

Marco Polo Youth Hostel.

It is nearby. Any taxi

driver will know it.

Okay. And I just say Marco Polo,

like if I was in the States?

What the f***.

This is it?

Thank you.

Marco Polo, yeah?

Yeah.

Marco Polo?

This way?

Polo.

Polo!

Which way?

My friend, my friend, my

friend. Marco Polo, yeah?

What?

This the Marco Polo Youth Hostel? Sorry.

Yes, my friend! Come on in!

What's your name?

Charlie.

Charlie, everybody. Hi Charlie!

What can I give you?

Just a room.

No passports in my

kingdom, baby. No bags?

No.

I have the perfect room for

you, Mr. No Bags! Thirty-four.

Do you want some gum, Charlie?

Yeah, sure.

Okay. Take it.

Thank you.

Top floor. Enjoy.

Where the f*** have you been, man?

You were supposed to be

here, like, yesterday!

They said 34 downstairs?

Come in, come in!

Thank you.

I'm Luke. This is Carl.

That's your bed there.

Just make yourself at home.

My name's Charlie.

Charlie. Nice to meet you.

Don't worry about him too much,

Charlie. He's on a program.

Really?

Carl, tell Charlie about your program.

Please, Luke, don't take the piss.

Listen to that, he's just

a little bit shy at first.

But trust me, that

onion is worth peeling.

He's a crazy motherf***er!

He's a party animal!

You're gonna love him, I

promise. Come in, come in!

Do you want some crisps? They'll

make your bullocks tingle.

Yeah, sure.

- Yeah, take a seat.

So, you guys been

here for a while or...?

I've been here... let me think...

Week? Few weeks?

Couple of months? I don't know.

It's been a bit of a blur,

I got to be honest, Charlie.

Been here six days, Charlie.

Oh, you're not together?

You know, like traveling

together, I meant.

Relax, okay? Look, he's not

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