Two for the Road Page #5

Synopsis: Joanna is in a touring girl's choir and Mark is a struggling architect. when they first meet on the road in Europe. The film follows their life together --- through courtship and marriage, infidelity and parenthood --- all on the road in a variety of cars through a score of time-shifting vignettes.
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Director(s): Stanley Donen
Production: Fox
  Nominated for 1 Oscar. Another 4 wins & 4 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.6
Rotten Tomatoes:
82%
APPROVED
Year:
1967
111 min
1,093 Views


Two or three sessions

with the clients should be enough.

It's typical of me

as soon as I get away,

all I want to do is get back

to you again.

I won't write any more at the moment

because I want to get on.

As soon as I have a chance,

I'll drop you another line.

Love, love, love...

Mark.

P.S. The next time

we come away,

we shall have our own

Ruthiebelle with us. "

I don't want any more, Mummy.

Do you want to finish it?

Boiled egg for supper, Carol?

"Un oeuf a la coq,

s'il vous plait. "

"Trois minutes et demi.

Et du pain et lait. "

"Bien. "

Make sure Carol doesn't fall

out of the window or eat any chairs.

Can you?

While I wash out a few things

for the morning.

Okay.

Hey.

Come on in.

Come here.

Has it come yet?

What?

Carol's supper.

No.

Couldn't you see

what's happening to it?

I thought you were watching

Caroline.

I'm sorry, but I've got to see

"His Majesty" the client tomorrow

and I've got to finish this.

I'll go!

I'll go!

Don't bother!

Joanna, I'll go.

Where's out egg? We've been waiting

half an hour for our egg.

"Une medie heure pour un oeuf. "

"C'est pas possible.

Le chef n'est pas arrive. "

"Quel chef?

Pour un oeuf?"

I must ask you.

I must ask you.

You're disturbing the other guests.

I want that egg here in five minutes

or we're leaving.

We're leaving.

Leaving?

But Caroline's in her pyjamas.

Caroline can leave in them.

They don't want us here.

We're not staying here.

I refuse to be insulted by

a fifth rate doss house.

I ask you for a boiled egg

and you come with an eviction order.

I've told you.

We're leaving.

Let's go!

...he never got home

to early tea.

Do it again, Mummy.

The bumble-bee,

the bumble-bee,

he flew away

from the tulip tree,

but he made a mistake

and flew into the lake

and he never got home

to early tea.

Daddy do the duck.

Thank you.

It was all my fault, I know.

I've been telling Caroline

bedtime stories for an hour.

It'd be nice if you could avoid

"fortsimo" for a while.

I quit that hotel because

they didn't bring what you wanted.

I didn't want a boiled egg.

I suppose she has nothing

to do with you.

You were the one who wanted

a child.

Why don't you wake her

and tell her that?

I don't want to tell her.

I'm telling you.

I love Caroline.

You don't know what love is.

You don't know what love is.

That's tough on me.

All you can do is take the salute

at an endless march past of yourself.

I have an appetite,

do you?

It wouldn't matter

who I was, would it?

I'm willing to call it a day.

Do you want to?

You never wanted to call it

anything else.

You're damned right.

Joanna.

We can't even have a fight

in peace.

Leave me.

Selfish.

They call it the Mediterranean.

There's time for a swim.

I don't understand sex.

Don't worry, it doesn't show.

Why is it we enjoy more

and it means less?

Because it isn't personal anymore.

Not personal?

That's right.

"Too late, they cried.

"Too late"

I'm so happy.

I'm so happy.

I love you.

Find us a big bed.

Tired?

No.

Come on.

End of romantic gesture.

That didn't last long.

I believe in short romances.

So do I.

Short and happy romances.

Last one in bed

turns the light out.

I'll beat you.

It was worth a try.

You know what I dreamt?

What did you dream?

I dreamt that a train

drove through the middle

of the room at night.

Mr. Freud, what big ears

you've got.

All the better to analyse

you with.

You said it.

Nothing at all to do

with sex whatsoever,

but I'm certainly not

as frustrated.

That's your story.

Try and sell it to Freud.

Sexy, wasn't it?

Okay, you're not frustrated.

Hot.

Scalding already.

We shouldn't get too much sun.

I don't burn,

I've got asbestos skin.

Come on.

In.

Get in.

Come on!

No!

This must be very near

the Garden of Eden.

Do you know what marriage is?

You tell me,

let's see if we agree.

Marriage is when the woman asks

the man to take off his pyjamas

because she wants to send it

to the laundry.

Good?

Very good.

I'm hungry and thirsty.

You're never satisfied.

What's wrong being hungry?

It's time you realised

that all human appetites

are profoundly degrading

with the exception of lust.

What if we could clap our hands

and someone would bring us a menu.

It'd be nice if we could clap

and make everyone disappear?

"Madame?"

"Excusez moi, c'est ne pas rien. "

It's just as well.

You wouldn't like it.

What'll we do?

Stand very still,

for several days.

Maybe it'll go away.

I don't want to stand still.

I don't want to stand still at all.

Nor do I.

Come back next week.

Did that hurt?

Joanna. Joanna. Joanna.

It's the first time you said

my name as if you really mean it.

Joanna. Joanna.

Joanna. Joanna.

I really mean it.

We have a week, asbestos.

I'm not asbestos.

No.

You're not really going to rejoin

those poxy choir girls?

I promised.

We have a week.

A week?

To hell with it.

It'll only hurt for a minute.

This is the life, eh darling?

Your wife is happy?

It doesn't take much

to make her happy.

A villa, swimming pool,

champagne, simple things.

You're not angry?

Angry?

Not to be alone together.

No, we can always

be alone together.

I'm waiting to hear from Palamos

about a meeting.

Then I'll show you the whole project.

If you're interested.

Sure I'm interested.

Perhaps you have to stay

a few more days, shall you mind?

I'll suffer.

Game.

Ready?

Come on, give.

Too late.

Come on, sweetheart.

We're playing.

Sweetheart, you've been

playing for two hours.

"Merci. "

Hello.

Palamos, I was going to

call you today.

I am calling you?

Honey, give me the ball.

No!

Get the ball.

You get it.

I've got sneakers on

and things.

Very pretty.

Franoise lend them to you?

They're a guest pair.

Get the ball.

Probably her son's.

Get the ball.

Or her grandson's.

Will you stop this insane jealousy

and get that ball?

There it is.

Come on.

Put me down!

Put me down!

Will you get the ball?

Certainly not.

Get it.

Mark, we meet Palamos

for drinks at six.

We talk about the scheme

and then we make a decision.

Fine.

Now I've got my shoes wet.

I'll probably catch a cold.

How much longer do we have to

stay here?

You were the one who got us

into this, sugar.

You were the one who sold me

to him and you were right.

A chance like this

doesn't come up everyday.

Thank God.

Lunch!

I see you at six and I bring

the genius with me.

Ciao. Ciao.

Will you please sit down here?

Tonight we all go to the gala.

We'll see Palamos there.

I don't have any suitable

clothes for a gala.

Then I borrow you.

There you go.

Franoise'll borrow you.

Do you mind eating caviar?

No, if we must.

Do you like galas?

Some galas.

Please, could you ring

the butler?

That's the only thing wrong here,

you don't get much of a sunset.

Joanna. Joanna. Joanna.

How can a week

pass so quickly?

We made the mistake

of enjoying ourselves.

Don' go tomorrow

just don't.

Let's not talk about it.

Let's not.

All right. We won't.

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Frederic Raphael

Frederic Michael Raphael (born 14 August 1931) is an American-born, British-educated, screenwriter, biographer, nonfiction writer, novelist and journalist. more…

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