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Mm.

On your feet, officers! Hurry up!

There's a freight coming in.

Keep it going!

Walk. Hurry! Move!

March! Move your foot!

Down the street...

...march! Hurry! Move!

-Is she injured? -I don't know.

No! No!

Si?

Go! Go! Go!

Si!

Riccardo!

Huh.

So?

Is the dress okay? Good, we're going.

These soldiers belong to the Empire--

These soldiers belong to the--

These soldiers belong to the Empire's...

Oh!

Oh! Oh!

Cut!

Cut!

Okay, everybody...

Okay, guys, be ready! Come on!

Everybody, position!

Sight the loop, please!

Come on, guys, get up! Get up!

Rolling!

Sound speed.

You have won.

You have defeated the most valorous of my warriors.

I gave you my word, and now you are a free man.

You can take Princess Daphne away with you.

But your men's souls belong to this kingdom!

- That was not our agreement!

The agreements are...

...what I say they are.

Make your choice!

Princess Daphne...

or your comrades' lives?

These soldiers belong to the Empire I serve.

These valorous men...

...are that Empire's body...

...its flesh...

...and its strength.

Flesh is fated to die.

Not the Empire.

And the Empire needs this young woman.

Go then.

And may destiny spare your tomorrows

from its most vicious ferocity.

Wait!

First...

...you must face your fear.

- And cut! - Cut!

My God!

-That's incredible. -Are you kidding me?

Is-- it's so-- it's so real. Why can't I do that?

Sean, that was sappy!

-Oh, my God, Jo, that was terrific. -Oh, thanks, Dutch.

I mean, how did you?

-It was incredible! -Oh, come on, it was just okay.

Different, different from the Pharaoh.

- With this close up, you changed the destiny of your character. - -Sean!

- What? Are we watching... - Where are you going?

- ...the same thing? That was incredible. - Yes, that was--

-What are you doing? No, Sean. Sean? Sean. -I'm gonna go say congr--

-What? -You can't just go up there every single time!

-You cannot control me, okay? Just let me-- -Don't--

-Please. -Sean?

Now, if you allow me,

we change the angle of the camera?

Production is pushing me to see all the extras.

- Of course, darling. - Okay!

Right. So we change the angle, guys.

Okay, everybody, can we--

Everybody, position!

Thank God!

It was fantastic.

- Hmm. - No, unbelievable.

Truly. So real.

- You're doing all the hard work. - -That's a lie, and you know it.

That one's staying in. That makes the picture.

Water.

Thank you.

So who's the girl who replaced Renata?

You?

This is for you.

It's a gift.

From Josephine.

And the shoes.

- You're still here. - Jesus, she's furious.

Come with us. Hop in.

- What's happening? - Her mother's waiting for her.

- But there's no one here. - Where are you going?

-Her mother-- -I understood. There's nobody here.

Come with us.

No. No disturbo. Come with us, get in.

Come on.

It looks so good on you.

What's your name?

Mimosa.

Beautiful.

I'm Josephine.

And this, this elegantly groomed gentleman

behind the wheel is Rufus Priori.

He's my best friend, but most importantly,

a mastermind when it comes to creating artists.

Walking through Rome.

Did you like it?

Grazie.

Have you met Sean?

Sean...

...this is Mimosa.

-Hi. -Oh, he can be so rude.

No.

I'm just mediocre, aren't I?

Oh, you're so tedious!

Tell me. Tell-- tell m--

tell me that you don't think that.

No matter what you say, I know that's what you think.

I should've made my voice more husky during that line,

I should've made it clear exactly when my character starts to change.

Tell me. Tell me you don't think that.

"I should, I should, I should."

You're the best scene partner I've ever had, Sean.

That's not true, and you know it.

He only knows how to look inward.

And even then, from far too great a distance, I'm afraid.

She saw the sacrifice and she was very moved.

Are you okay?

Well, I must admit that watching your work over the past few days,

I-- I got the impression that you were bringing

- your actual self to each and every scene.

With each scene, everything seemed suddenly more...

-...contemporary, less classical... -Mm.

...and elaborately posed.

Now, I wonder where

such a young American woman

might've found the points of reference

for such a precise performance.

If it's classic, it's not old.

If it's classic, it's eternal.

Well, Daphne and I share spontaneity...

...lack of artifice, and straightforward sincerity.

We don't play games.

We are exactly who we appear to be.

Our emotions are real.

And, um, what about you?

Are you in love with anyone right now?

I don't wanna talk about that, Stephen.

- Uh, but still, I-- - Well, just think...

...when I was younger, and my mother took me to the movie theaters,

I dreamed of someday becoming an actress, like Josephine.

When they told me my stepmother in this film would be played by her, I...

...I came close to fainting, from sheer excitement.

That is to say, to work with a sacred cow like her.

Well, of course, you s-- you started so young.

Josephine, you...

...how many years has it been, exactly?

Why don't you leave us in peace?

-At least to dinner. -Y-- yeah, you're quite right, Josephine.

You're quite right. Um,

but, uh, the magazine has really made a point

of demanding that the article on the making of the film

should be enriched with a special profile on Nan.

A sort of diary of a young American starlet's

last night in The Eternal City.

History and beauty come together.

Poor magazines.

Which, um... uh, film of Josephine's is your favorite?

Let's see. Um...

Have you all met Sandy?

She's a young Swedish...

...poetess.

- Oh, really? - -She's capable of placing the universe itself

into something so small, you'd think you could hold it between your fingers.

The meaning of her poetry eludes all categories

because it is pointless to search for the mystery of beauty.

And Sandy is a genuine star...

...who never disappoints those who watch her, like a meteor,

with a luminous, spectacular trail,

before vanishing once and for all into space.

Sandy's poems are classic, Stephen...

...and as such, they are eternal.

Uh, where can we read your work?

Sandy would die if she didn't write,

but she's not dying to be published.

Did you say she's Swedish? What city are you from?

Don't focus on what's going on behind the lines, Stephen.

You're embedded in the frontline,

you have plenty to focus on, plenty to write.

Have a nice evening, all.

Uh, where are you going? We still need to eat.

Where the sea glitters.

Uh, scusi.

Sandy...

...is you, Mimosa.

Listen to her...

...and she'll guide you.

Let's go dancing.

You said something about a party?

Shall we?

Oh, I think that...

Oh! This looks promising.

- Oh! Y-- you're amazing. - Delighted.

-Wow! -I've seen your-- in all of your films.

You're too kind. Thank you.

- She is Sandy. - A young poetess from Sweden.

Oh, really? Well, I'm a publisher, but above all,

- I'm an avid reader of poetry-- - ♪ I am walking through Rome ♪

♪ With my heart on a string ♪

-♪ Dear God, please help me ♪ -Oh.

-♪ And I am so very tired ♪ -How sweet.

♪ Of doing the right thing ♪

-♪ Dear God, please help me ♪ -No, way.

♪ And I was walking through Rome ♪

♪ And there is no room to move ♪

♪ But my heart feels free ♪

♪ And then he motions to me ♪

♪ With his hand on my knee ♪

♪ Dear God ♪

♪ Did this kind of thing happen to you? ♪

♪ And the heart feels free ♪

♪ The heart feels free ♪

♪ And the heart... ♪

♪ Feels ♪

♪ Free ♪

Wow! Oh, grazie, grazie! Oh, thank you!

Grazie. There you are.

-Where's Sean? -I don't know.

I'm still quite interested in this young, lovely lady.

-Mm. -A poet. What was your name again?

She's Sandy. Just plain Sandy. That's how she signs her work.

Um, I do speak a little bit of Swedish.

Will you excuse me, gentlemen? I'm sure you'll forgive me.

Jesus Christ! A publisher who speaks Swedish.

Two glasses of champagne, please.

Josephine!

Alida.

- Darling, ciao. - Ciao.

I was told I missed one of your great performances.

Oh. Ha, ha.

No, I sang with the sweetest man.

Have you finished shooting?

Uh, may I introduce you to Piero Piccioni?

Pleasure to meet you.

Piero is a great jazz pianist.

Mm. Unpredictable.

"Doroteo" is more my conviction.

This is Sandy.

She is a dear friend and a great Swedish poetess.

Ciao.

Pleased to meet you. Alida.

- Where in Sweden? - Well--

Didn't you know he was in Rome?

Will you-- excuse me.

Sandy.

This is Sandy, a friend of mine from Rome.

This gentleman is an important part of me.

Nice to meet you.

-What? -She wants to go.

No! No, you must stay.

Alida!

My God! Is it good to see you?

- I didn't know you were in Rome. - So good to see you too.

- Have I, uh, introduced you to-- uh, uh-- - To Sandy?

Uh, just-- please give me one, one second.

-I'll come find you. -Yeah, yeah.

Scusi, scusi.

Stop!

Sandy.

Before you go...

...why don't you give us the gift of one of your poems?

Come.

I give you... Sandy.

It's poetry without words.

It's her finest composition!

Brava!

- Brava! - Brava!

Brava!

- Brava! - Brava!

Brava.

- Brava! - Brava!

Brava.

...Signorina Sandy! Congratulation!

Come with me!

Casa-- after. After, casa.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

She's with me.

Ma--

Why?

Wait! Wait, wait, wait.

I-- I have to tell you, I, uh...

...Josephine...

...she would give her left arm to have...

...even an ounce...

...of your talent.

She thought she was tricking you, but...

but--

- But you... - A lion!

A lion!

Get the fuck out of here!

Okay.

- Run away! -What are you talking about, a lion?

-What do you mean, a lion? -Run away!

What the hell do you mean, a lion?

Uh-- a--

-a fucking lion! -Okay. Okay--

- Lion! - O--

A lion!

Hey! Reinhart!

Reinhart!

This-- come, check!

-What? -A lion escaped for real!

- I swear-- I know... - You asshole.

-...a, a lion actually escaped. -A lion, Reinhart?

- Everyone is lo-- - You fucking--

Cocaine?

Cocaine!

Ah! Where did it come from?

-Maybe from a circus. -Uh, no, I mean this loveliness.

-Thank you. -From Trinidad.

My uncle Jonathan brought it back from a trip to South America.

Now.

This is very precious stuff, not at all easy to find.

And it'll make you feel good, believe you me.

- Oh, no-- not like that. Like, uh...

...- like this. - Place it right here, like this, and...

...snort as hard as you can.

- Are you okay? - Are you--

How did you do what you did back there?

Can you tell me?

She is the best actress I've ever seen, I swear.

Did you not see her down there in the saloon? No?

-Are you an actress? -And what an actress!

Ah.

-What? -She says that perhaps

the lioness-- the one in the cage at Cinecittà.

Ah, yes, that makes sense!

What?

She wants to go home.

No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

I'll go get us some drinks and I'll be back right away.

I need to be with you tonight...

and forever.

Okay.

Come here.

Come here.

No! No!

No!

No!

There you are.

Where are you going?

Hey, what happened?

Sandy? What happened?

What happened?

It's okay, I'm here now.

Hey, hey! Hey.

It's all right.

Wait.

Sorry.

Brings good luck.

To your grace.

Take me with you...

...wherever you go.

Promise me.

Yes?

Lockwood?

Oh, you are the poetess.

Third floor.

Tres.

Hurry up, Nan. It's dangerous!

-No! -Is this one of your poems?

Oh, come on, Nan, come on!

I'm not afraid to die.

- No. - -Come on, just this once,

- there's-- nobody's-- Just this once, please. - -No.

I promise, I'll never-- I'll never ask you again.

- I said, "No." - Let's make an exception?

I won't ask you again, okay? I swear.

Why can't we?

Rules.

Now, go to sleep. I'm tired.

I didn't really ex--

Ciao.

Uh, what are you doing here?

This is Josephine's handwriting.

I didn't write this.

She woke me up.

But I had a great time with you... Sandy.

I really did.

Yo-- do you understand?

You're a great actress.

I learned a lot from you yesterday, but...

...but I-- I need Josephine.

Back home, I need her.

Yeah, I know.

It's time for you to go home.

Get some sleep.

Come in.

Please?

Have it ready by 4:00 p.m.

Yes, ma'am.

- Who is it? For God's sake, get out of my room!

Oh.

♪ Last night, she said ♪

♪ "Oh, baby, I feel so down ♪

♪ Oh, it turn' me off ♪

♪ When I feel left out" ♪

♪ So I, I turned 'round ♪

♪ "Oh, baby I don't care no more" ♪

♪ I know this for sure ♪

♪ I'm walkin' out that door ♪

♪ Well, I've been in town for just 'bout 15 oh, minutes now ♪

♪ Oh, baby, I feel so down ♪

♪ And I don't know why ♪

♪ I keep walkin' for miles ♪

♪ And see, people they don't understand ♪

♪ No, girlfriends they can't understand ♪

♪ Your grandsons they won't understand ♪

♪ On top of this I ain't ever gonna understand ♪

♪ Last night, she said ♪

♪ "Oh, baby don't feel so down ♪

♪ Oh, it turn' me off ♪

♪ When I feel left out" ♪

♪ So I, I turned around ♪

♪ "Oh, baby, gonna be alright" ♪

♪ It was a great big lie ♪

♪ 'Cause I left that night, yeah ♪

♪ Oh, people they don't understand ♪

♪ No, girlfriends they don't understand ♪

♪ In spaceships they won't understand ♪

♪ And me I ain't ever gonna understand ♪

♪ Last night, she said ♪

♪ "Oh, baby, I feel so down ♪

♪ See, it turn' me off ♪

♪ When I feel left out" ♪

♪ So I, I turned around ♪

♪ "Oh, little girl I don't care no more ♪

♪ I know this for sure ♪

♪ I'm walkin' out that door," yeah ♪