The Truth About Emanuel Page #4

Synopsis: A troubled girl (Emanuel) becomes preoccupied with her mysterious new neighbor (Linda), who bears a striking resemblance to her dead mother. In offering to baby-sit Linda's newborn, Emanuel unwittingly enters a fragile, fictional world, of which she becomes the gatekeeper.
Genre: Drama, Thriller
Director(s): Francesca Gregorini
Production: Tribeca Films. Well Go USA
  5 wins & 1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
6.0
Metacritic:
41
Rotten Tomatoes:
34%
NOT RATED
Year:
2013
95 min
Website
187 Views


You think I'm badass.

Yeah. I do.

It's like you live in

your own private world.

And the world the rest of us

live in has nothing on you

because you don't

belong here anyway.

Did you say the youthinator?

I wish I did, but I

said the eukinator.

Uh, that sounds like you...

Hey, Emanuel.

I've just met your lovely friend Arthur.

What are you doing here?

You're sweating.

Are you okay?

You, you look a little red.

Is Chloe okay?

She's fine, except for this cold.

So...

I just thought I would come and see

if maybe you had a little baby...

Nasal... Aspirator.

Nasal aspirator.

Yeah.

Arthur, go help the lady in aisle three.

She's looking for something.

Oh. So, like I said, you just

be kind of ginger with her,

and this will take care of it, I'm sure.

Uh-huh. Thank you. That is perfect.

Oh, um, your stepmother came by and

invited me to your birthday dinner.

I know you can't very

well babysit Chloe

and attend your own party,

so I thought

maybe there's someone that you

know, who you trusted, who, to...

I can do it.

I'm trustworthy and I like children.

So...

Really?

You wouldn't mind?

No. I would not.

Arthur!

I think I'd enjoy it.

Yeah.

Okay.

Well, that's great.

Sure. Um, when?

Oh, um...

Friday at 7:
00.

Friday works.

Great.

How much do I owe you for this?

Oh, that's on the house.

That's a gift with purchase.

But this is my actual purchase.

That's correct.

So, it is a purchase

that has now turned into a gift.

For you.

Well, thank you.

Yeah.

Okay, bye.

Okay, bye.

Bye.

What was that?

My heart pumping blood

to everything else.

Start from the start.

This is the start.

No. The part where

she wakes you up.

She's having contractions.

You walk her around the room.

I'm walking her around the bedroom.

The sun is just rising.

She sits by the window.

Window.

The first rays of light

hitting her face.

She smiles at you in a way

you've never seen before.

Like she has a secret

she can't wait to share.

She's beautiful.

Calm.

I sit by her side

counting the minutes

between contractions.

No.

You help her to her feet.

She tells you she loves you.

That she's just had

the most amazing dream.

She was swimming underwater in

a lake and she could breathe.

It was night, yet she could see.

Because the moonlight made

paths through the water like

fingers pointing the way.

She was happy.

Swimming amongst the fishes.

By the time the doctor arrived,

her face had gone ash white.

Her eyes were distant.

But her grip was still strong.

They cut into her

and pulled you out.

You were blue.

Not breathing.

The cord was still wrapped

around your little neck.

The doctor worked on you.

And as you took

your first breath...

She took her last.

They tried to revive her.

But she was gone.

She was gone.

And I was here.

You were here.

And that's everything.

Yeah.

That is everything.

Do you do this to punish me?

I'm just making sure

you've told me everything.

That you haven't left anything out.

Yay!

Happy Birthday, Emanuel!

Yay!

Oh, my little girl is all grown up now.

There's no denying that.

Oh, you'll try.

You have to make the first cut.

You do it.

Okay.

Uh, it, it's...

It's good luck for the birthday

girl to take the first cut.

I'll do it.

Never say no to some good luck.

Right, Claude?

Right.

We would love to

meet little baby Chloe.

Oh, she has such a

terrible cold right now.

Oh.

Um, but in a couple of days,

maybe, when she's not so cranky,

I'll bring her over.

Oh, we would love that.

I'm glad you've formed such

a close bond with Emanuel.

I've been married to her

father for almost a year now

and, well, I wouldn't

exactly call us close.

It's different.

You're her stepmother.

That's a whole different ballgame.

Yeah, I suppose.

I was just hoping that I'd get to

experience a little bit of, uh,

motherhood, with Emanuel.

But, well, I'm seeing that that's

not really in the cards for us.

Well, it's probably just her age.

She's quite a troubled young girl,

and confused in some ways.

I just need you to know that.

I just don't want her misinterpreting

your fondness for her.

I'm not really sure what you mean.

She has never had a mother.

And I think that that has

created a longing in her,

that's, um, not right.

You know, confused.

I think we were all a bit

confused at that age.

I think it's important that

you make it clear to Emanuel

your interest in men.

You are interested in, uh,

men, are you not?

Claude works in a nursery.

I've seen you a lot in your yard.

Perhaps he could help you,

uh, plant your flowers.

I would love that.

Come in.

Hi.

Hey.

Wow, I like your room.

It's so different from

the rest of the house.

How?

I don't know.

Just feels like you.

Is this your mother?

What was her name?

Ava.

You look a lot like her.

She's got an air of mystery

and intrigue about her,

like someone you've

known for many years,

but you never really knew them.

She certainly pulled that off.

She left nothing behind.

Not a trace.

She left you.

That's a pretty big trace.

Oh, there you are.

Well, uh, it's getting late.

I'm sure Claude needs

to be getting home.

Well, I should probably

be getting home too.

Thanks for coming and

sitting through that.

I'm glad I came.

Really?

Yeah. I mean, everyone's

family is a little odd.

If it's not, then it's

not really a family.

So that uncomfortable,

annoyed feeling I get

whenever I walk in the house

is just telling me I'm home.

Yeah, pretty much.

I feel the same.

Same as?

Before.

It's stupid, but somehow

every year on my birthday

I have this feeling that this

year I'll feel different.

But it never happens.

Different how?

I don't know.

Doesn't matter.

Okay.

Well, of course.

Who's that?

He's my friend from work.

He was babysitting.

I'm gonna be landscaping for her.

What?

Yeah. Your dad hooked it up.

You know, because I work at the nursery.

I mean, she may not hire me, but I

think I could do a pretty good job.

Look, I don't necessarily

want to see you all the time.

I mean, you've been in

my house twice already.

What?

I can't get on the train

without you being there

and now I can't even babysit without

you being just outside the window?

Well, if that's how you really

feel, I'll make it easy for you.

You don't have to see me at all.

This one or this one?

Either.

Yeah, I agree.

Uh, you're fine with me going

out with Arthur, right?

Yeah. I just don't think he's

boyfriend material for you.

Just dinner. Probably end

up just being friends.

I mean, it's all I can really

handle right now anyway.

Would be kind of nice, though.

Can't be the three of

us forever and ever.

I think she's hungry.

She has really grown a lot

over the last couple of weeks,

don't you think?

I can't believe I'm doing this.

I can tell him you don't feel well,

or that Chloe's sick.

He would totally understand.

It's okay.

I'm gonna be home soon.

This is not going to be a late night.

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Francesca Gregorini

Countess Francesca McKnight Donatella Romana Gregorini di Savignano di Romagna, better known as Francesca Gregorini, (born August 7, 1968) is an Italian-American director and writer. more…

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