Vicky Cristina Barcelona Page #4

I- looking at my face.

Why?

Why were you

looking at mine?

Was I?

You probably saw my tears.

Yeah... L'm a little out

of control.

I was looking at your face.

...because I find it very beautiful.

- You do?

- Of course I do.

Of course I do.

You know I do.

On the trip home, Vicky...

who had mentioned nothing

to Cristina, was silent.

Cristina, on the other hand,

talked nervously.

I must apologize to both of you

for ruining the whole weekend!

I'm completely mortified!

I'm humiliated.

I don't know if it was the wine,

or the shellfish.

Because I have this ulcer.

I just thank God

you knew enough sights.

...to keep Vicky occupied.

I had these horrible nightmares.

...that you two would be

like oil and water...

...hating every minute

of being together.

I just couldn't move.

Vicky buried herself

in work at the library.

She put foolish ideas out

of her head.

...and concentrated on her thesis.

But she found her thoughts

frequently returning to Oviedo.

Cristina, searching for a means

of self- Expression...

...wandered the streets of Barcelona...

...experimented with her latest passion...

...photography...

...and believed that she had

made a fool of herself...

...exactly at the moment

of truth with Juan Antonio.

And then, 48 hours later...

Cristina came to Vicky

with an announcement.

Vicky, he called!

What? Who?

Juan Antonio.

He called me just now.

Juan Antonio called you?

Yeah, he wants to

take me to some vineyard...

...some wine tasting or something.

I said, "Absolutely. "

A wine tasting.

But what about your ulcer?

No, it's fine.

A little wine's

not going to hurt me.

The point is that he wants to see me!

Isn't that great?

Yeah, yeah.

I can't believe it.

I never thought he would call.

That's great. I'm happy for you.

That night, the two women

had trouble falling asleep.

Cristina sat in the kitchen, drinking

coffee and working on her poetry.

Vicky, too, was lost in memories

of a night.

...that now seemed more

and more unreal.

Hello.

Hey, babe.

Did I wake you?

No, no...

I was just going to sleep.

I'm sorry I called so late.

I had to get out of the office.

Get some air, get some coffee,

and I had this great idea.

Check this out.

Dad has contacts in

the American Embassy in Spain.

I thought I'd come early,

work from there on my computer.

...and we could get married

in Barcelona.

You said it was

a romantic spot.

We'll just do a quick

city hall-type thing.

Of course, we'll do

it again in New York...

...and you know, and have a huge

blowout for our families and friends...

...but I thought it'd be fun.

What do you think?

What? To get married here?

Why not?

Lt'd be great to tell our kids

we got married in Spain...

...and Dad's friends would

make it real easy for us.

I don't know what to say.

You don't sound bowled over.

No, it's, uh...

...it's just a surprise.

So, w-, eh, look, we're gonna

marry in the fall anyway...

...and we're gonna do that, too.

I promise.

Yeah, so what's the point?

The point is, it's different,

it's exciting.

I told Ken and Alice.

I called them earlier and

they said they wish they'd done it.

I mean, London in their case,

but they were excited.

Well, I, uh...

You sound a bit reluctant.

Me? No. Why would I be?

No, I...

...I think it's a fine idea.

I think it's great.

It's a great idea.

Yeah, I think it's

going to be good.

I'll call you tomorrow.

I know I woke you.

I'll give you more

details tomorrow.

I love you so much.

Juan Antonio took Cristina

to a wine tasting.

After, he took her back to his house,

a lovely place he had purchased.

...from another painter

years ago...

...and which served as his home

and his studio.

He showed her his work,

which delighted her.

She loved the

colors and the wild...

...emotional way he applied

the paint to the canvases.

From there, it was only one floor

up to his bedroom.

He told her of his marriage

to Maria Elena...

...and their deep love...

...and their terrible fights.

He told her he had not wanted

to make love with anyone else.

...in the bedroom they shared...

till now.

This time,

Cristina kept her food down.

Juan took Cristina out

several more times.

They went to see a new sculpture

by a friend of his.

He showed her some

of his favorite parts.

...of the city,

where she took photographs.

Juan Antonio was friendly

with all the whores.

...and thought they would

make wonderful subjects.

He encouraged Cristina's work,

although.

...she was always too

shy to allow him to see it.

He took her to lunch

with his friends...

who were poets and

artists and musicians.

Cristina held her

own quite well.

Meanwhile, one day, going to study

yet again the Park Guell...

...which Gaudi had designed.

...and which figured prominently

in her thesis...

...Vicky had a chance encounter.

Vicky.

- Hollo

- How are you?

My goodness,

what are you doing here?

Nothing.

Just doing some sketches.

Oh, right.

Well, I didn't mean

to disturb you.

Disturb me, no.

How could you disturb me?

We never had a chance.

...to say a proper good-bye.

Well, you could have called me.

I... Yeah, I debated it.

But I didn't think

there was much point.

But you never phoned,

not to say anything.

"Thank you. It was fun. "

You don't make love.

...to someone and then

never call them...

...unless you were

greatly disappointed.

Quite the opposite.

But...

...you have plans to marry...

...and I thought it best

to stop anything.

...before it led to a bad situation

for everyone.

I'm only saying that we made love.

...and you seemed to drop off

the face of the earth.

I mean, I realize these

things don't mean much to you.

To pursue matters would have

only caused you anxiety...

...for me,

a disappointment.

I had the ability.

...to hurt you after one night?

Maria Elena used to say that...

...only unfulfilled

love can be romantic.

Right. Okay.

Well, the truth is, you're

much more suited to Cristina.

I've grown very fond

of Cristina.

So, I'm very happy for you

and your husband-to-be.

And I...

...for you and Cristina.

- Bye.

- Bye bye.

And so the morning came.

when Vicky's husband-to-be

arrived from New York.

Juan Antonio,

like certain creative men...

...needed always

to live with a woman...

...and had invited Cristina to move

in with him, which she accepted.

So you're with Global Enterprises?

Tom Sutter's an old friend of mine.

You know Tom Sutter? We play golf!

You do? Well, I got some stories.

Tom has never beaten me.

Well, he's not the greatest

player in the world.

My God.

You're a whole different person here.

Yeah? What does that mean?

You were so into it.

Well, am I not usually?

Yeah, of course you are.

I'm giving you a compliment.

Maybe it's the Barcelona air.

Come here, hold me. Hold me.

You okay?

Yeah.

How's Cristina doing?

She's already moved

in with some guy.

That was quick.

Don't tell me he's a bullfighter.

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