To Rome With Love Page #11

But where were you?

With my uncles, but I was thinking of you

every single minute.

- Did it go well?

- We're going home.

- Home?

- Yes, let's go back to Pordenone.

- But we just got here.

- It doesn't matter.

You don't want to meet my uncles

and their jerk friends.

I don't want that job.

I want my old job back.

Maybe we won't be rich,

but we will have a better life

.

- Don't you still want to teach?

- Yes. Yes, but... - No "but".

We'll go back home and have a life...

.. A life much better, with children.

And I can... I can paint a little.

Okay. I'm surprised.

I don't know what to tell you.

Don't say anything. Let's make love.

- How?

- Before leaving, we'll celebrate.

Now I'll teach you something about the stars.

- I will ravage you. So, don't be surprised.

- Ravage me.

I'll say my lines.

A great show for twenty-three hours.

Put on your costume...

.. and your face.

The people pay and they want to laugh.

And if a Harlequin shall steal your Columbine,...

.. laugh, clown...

.. and everyone applauds.

Laugh, clown...

.. your love is broken.

Laugh.

- No! - The name!

- Devil! But really...

(chorus) - What are you doing?

- To you! To you!

In the throes of death you will tell!

- Help!

- Edda!

Ah, are you? So be it!

The comedy is over.

Dad, the critics says you were wonderful,

"a voice from the golden era".

It is so great, I... I can't believe it!

But no more for me?

- I've proved myself enough.

- You are beautiful here.

Mama don't fly, I don't tour,

my life is fulfilled.

I've had a great family. I stay home.

I relax. I bury people. I'm happy.

- You're not going away then?

- No. I've had enough.

Tonight I owe everybody an apology.

We should get to the Spanish Steps

for Max's cocktail party.

We're late?

No, I mean, he's an old

friend of my father,

he's not gonna mind

if we're a bit late.

- But we should go soon.

- Alright.

- Do you forgive me?

- Oh, I'm so happy for your husband.

And as for you, how can I

not forgive you? I love you.

"Another Caruso, and in difficult conditions."

Oh, goodness, they weren't very kind

to my father, were they?

Uh... Wait, I think it's better

you don't hear that.

No, no, I can take it.

Just don't tell my Dad.

Thankfully, he doesn't understand

the word of Italian.

Alright, um...

"Except from Mr. Santoli's magnificent voice...

Magnificent! His voice is the most beautiful of all!

- Whatever, "whoever imbecile..." imbecile?

- Yeah, imbecile.

"whoever imbecile conceived

this moronic experience...

"...should be taken out and beheaded."

Oh, well, he's gotten worse.

This has to be the most beautiful

terrace in all of Rome.

Yeah, for my wife and I is a

privilege to live up here.

Yeah, I mean, the Spanish Steps

right there, the people watching...

Phyllis, the review was so great.

I mean, the press... what...

The press called me, um...

not... not, what's the word they used?

not a maestro,

but uh...uh... an "imbecille"!

- I... What... what does it mean?

- Means you're ahead of your time.

Ahead... you know, your mother,

I'm happy to say, lucky woman,

married an "imbecille".

- So I toast to my future father-in-law.

- Ah, well, good luck to you guys.

- Honey, let's go to see the piazza.

- Yeah. - Get a click.

I'm so glad to see them.

They make a lovely couple.

Oh, this city is unbelievable.

I think we should get married

right in front of the fountain there.

Anything you want.

Oh, I could stand here all night.

It's so beautiful.

It's me, that knows Rome best,

not the traffic policeman or anyone.

I see all from here.

The Romans, the students,

the lovers on the Spanish Steps.

There're many stories.

Next time you come.

Rate this script:2.3 / 3 votes