Truly Madly Deeply Page #7
- PG
- Year:
- 1990
- 106 min
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And it is my flat, Jamie. It's my flat.
Look, do you want to
have a row in public?
It's actually quite embarrassing
for everybody, for me and...
No. No, I don't. I don't want to be in public
in my own home. That's absolutely right.
So in fact could your friends go, please?
Could everybody just go, do you think?
Is it possible that I could
have some time in my... Now!
Now! Please.
Is that asking too much?
Satisfied?
It's only dust.
Nina, that was really humiliating.
You ask people to give you a hand.
They don't need to. They...
...lug your furniture around half the day,
then you come back and throw a tantrum.
That was really, really...
...really humiliating.
Was it like this before?
- What?
- Before.
- Were we like this?
- What? Like what?
Look, you're tired, your friend just
had a baby, you were up half the night.
It's traumatic. It's an emotional
experience. Let's not turn that into...
Tell me about
the first night we spent together.
Why?
Seriously? You want me to?
What did we do?
- We talked.
- What else?
Well, talking was the major component.
You played that piano.
Then I played, then we both played.
Some duet. Something...
I can't remember.
And then you danced for about
three hours, until I fell asleep.
But you were fantastic.
Then we had some cornflakes.
And when we kissed...
...which was at about 11 o'clock
the following morning...
...we were trembling so much,
we couldn't take off our clothes.
You see, I...
...I held that baby so...
It's life. It's a life I want.
All my taste, all my things...
After you died, I found stuff in my trunk
I'd put there cos you disapproved...
...or laughed at them. You know,
books and photographs and things.
And I didn't know how to mend a fuse
or find a plumber or bleed a radiator...
...but now I do. And it is a ridiculous flat,
I know, but I think I'll get there.
It will be beautiful. It could be, I think.
And I... I so much longed for you.
I longed for you.
How's your Spanish?
What?
There's a poem I wanted you to translate.
I read it. There's a bit that I wanted
to tell you... I wanted you to hear.
OK.
- Perdoname
- Forgive me
Si tu no vives
I know this poem.
If you are not living
Si tu, querida, amor mio,
Si tu te has muerto
If you, beloved, my love,
If you have died
Todas las hojas caeran en mi pecho
All the leaves will fall on my breast
Llovera sobre mi alma noche y dia
It will rain on my soul all night, all day
Mis pies querran marchar
hacia donde tu duermes
My feet will want to march
to where you are sleeping
Your accent's terrible.
Pero seguire vivo
My feet will want to march
to where you are sleeping
But I shall go on living
- Do you want me to go?
- No, never, never, never.
Well?
I think so.
Yes.
Whoosh. Here comes
the explorers on the train...
Right, everybody off the train!
I like the train.
- We could always see a film.
- OK.
- Or we could try the play again.
- OK.
Or we could just go home and eat.
- Anything.
- Whatever.
I'm so sorry. I'm gonna... cry.
And it's not gonna make any sense and...
I feel so... Oh, I'm so sorry.
I've, er... I've sort of worked out
that you're living with somebody else.
I'm not a private detective, but...
you won't tell me where you live...
...you won't give me your number, so...
- No, I'm not.
- I'm really not living with anybody.
...if you're not free...
Because, to be quite honest,
I'm in trouble here.
I'm...
I could embarrass myself.
I think I am free.
I did love someone very much, you see.
Very much.
But he died.
He died.
And I found it... quite hard to get over it.
Well, why don't we just go home and...
...we could talk. I mean,
you could tell me... whatever.
Anything. Everything.
Just... anything.
OK, yeah.
- Oh, could you stop? Please, stop!
- Sure.
You all right?
- OK.
- What was all that about?
It's not a threat.
Jamie!
Jamie!
Jamie...
Hi, it's me.
- Oh, hi.
- Can you come and get me?
Er... no, I can't. Sorry.
Oh. OK.
Because, actually,
I don't know where you live.
Bit of a problem.
Erm, it's... 6a, Ellingham Road.
- Where's that?
- N6.
Highgate. OK. Shall I come now or what?
- Yeah.
- I'm on my way.
Pack your toothbrush.
OK.
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