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I understand, my love.

The memories of love are never erased.

If she didn't send a rose to her husband's grave every morning, she would

seem to forget him more and more.

Well, what are you waiting for?

. .

.

. .

You won't be consuming it?

You can take it whenever you want.

I've got other things to do.

No, not again.

She's got a compass about giving to the queen.

Unless I watch out, she would give away everything she has, even her own

clothes.

Why don't you just let her go ahead?

I'm sure she looks better without anything on anyway.

Stop. Stop here.

Laura, get ready.

What are we stopping for? Don't worry.

Ugh, how horrible.

What's so interesting?

Let's go.

Ah, shut up. Come on, now.

Come on, Laura.

Come on, move your ass.

If you don't go near it, how the heck can I take a picture of you, you idiot?

Come.

Sit there.

Sit down there.

Come on, okay?

Good.

Ready?

Hold it. It smells.

I know. Don't worry about it.

Okay. Okay, like that.

Now lie down.

Down. Next to the dog. And try to look natural, you bitch. Okay, that's good.

Yeah. Take off your dress. Take off your fucking dress.

And smile.

Like that.

Don't tell me I have to teach you how to smile too, for Christ's sakes.

Jesus Christ, you think it was difficult?

Smile, God damn it, Laura. Smile.

And hold it.

Take it off.

Now.

That's better.

Now get up.

Get up. That's it.

Up, up.

Now make a bridge.

A bridge.

Bend backward. What do you mean?

Backward.

Like that.

Go on. Come on. Don't shake.

Fuck you, bloody idiot.

Stay there.

Stay there.

There. That's good.

That's better.

Stand over more if you can.

More!

Okay, stay where you are.

Jesus, Lord, I say smile!

Okay, pose yourself like a dancer. A dancer! You know how to dance, don't

you? You bullshit artist!

Move! Move!

You know, like a dancer, for fuck's sake.

Okay, okay.

Hold it like that, don't move.

Now lean down.

Good.

Small, that's beautiful.

It stinks.

I can't stand it anymore.

That's tough shit, because I haven't finished yet.

Now lie down next to it.

Okay.

Okay, now look up. But put on a smile.

Put on a smile, for God's sake.

Lie down and look towards me.

Yeah, like that.

Close the door.

Try to look like you're enjoying it or something.

You understand?

Come on!

Smile! I think I'm going to throw up.

Well, go on, then.

It will include us in the price.

Okay.

Let's go.

I thought my third husband would be the last.

But it wasn't like that. He left me.

Left me after I gave him his life.

He was just selfish.

And he separated me from my daughter, Laure.

The little Laure who will be with us soon.

It was three years that he didn't spend a vacation with me.

I would have been happy next to a man like Edward.

Dirty son of a bitch.

Why? Why did you leave me?

Don't worry, madam.

It will be a good holiday for everyone.

Has Mr.

Antonio woken up? Where is he?

The gardener told me that he retired in meditation in the desert.

When will you lead us to the holy place?

It is there that you promised to show us the face of God.

We've interrupted our journey so that you could go and stay in that house.

But now we must continue.

The holy places are everywhere.

It is up to you to go out and find them.

If you all have enough faith.

Go where I've thrown that handful of sand.

And don't you stop and don't come back.

until you found out where the sun and the wind have blown it.

Why did you leave me last night?

You know very well I don't like to sleep alone.

Do I have to spend the whole time looking for you?

What about like just for once, giving me a little attention?

I'm fed up with your wasting your time with those children.

I came here to pray.

Do you believe that?

I think that you're avoiding the issue.

I know that you're not happy.

You're just waiting for the chance to get away.

Why do you follow me?

Why do you always look for me?

I know very well where to go. I know where peace is.

Now that the sun is high over the horizon, take my vital force.

Touch the great star.

I'm his most humble wound.

It is the gift of the sun.

Remember that.

There is a place for all of us.

The light that issues from our solar planet is the most blessed.

I wonder which is my room.

I like the smallest of them all.

Crystal.

Each time I see you, you're more beautiful than ever.

Laura. How beautiful.

My luggage.

Did they get it all from the boat?

Oh, excuse me.

There are many very precious things in those bags.

Mirror, perfume.

Please take great care.

No, no, Laura. This is Horatio. He spends the winter here.

Laura is the world's most famous model.

I see.

I didn't know such beautiful Christmas trees grew in Egypt.

They didn't grow in Egypt, darling. I had them air freighted here.

All the way from Sweden.

I bet you'd look real good.

Well, you can try it anyway.

Now... I think it really suits you.

Now say after me, that's not for me.

That is not for me. Repeat, that's not for me. That is not for me.

Understand me?

Get it, you dumb-dumb?

You see what I mean, huh?

And you're not going to get it.

Go on, keep saying it.

Not for me.

Yeah, get the message, stupid.

It's not for me.

Yeah, keep going.

You can tell that to mommy.

That is not for me.

Repeat, that's not for me.

That's not for me.

And now, music for me.

I know what you want now.

You heard me.

And this is not for you.

Tommy, you hear that?

It sounds like Hal is having quite a party in there.

Maybe because he wants to seduce your divine Horatio.

You'd better watch out. The old faggot has quite a reputation.

Hello.

Hal, you live like King Solomon.

But I am King Solomon, my beloved Crystal.

Only instead of 100 wives, I have 100 boys.

I have prepared a special night for you, Crystal, and for your wonderful friends.

It's a small world, don't you think?

Discovering Hal Burns again in a Muslim Africa.

This is for you, my dear girl.

And for you.

And what is your name, young man? Carlo.

Here is a gift for you.

I am better off here than in decrepit, pulverized old Hollywood.

And where is the divine Horatio?

He's outside.

Well, I have...

And you, my handsome hero, aren't you going to give me homage and

love?

I must give you much more than homage, which is a superficial thing.

I must give you happiness and joy for eternity.

And now, Hassan, you see here, the favorite of all my children, will charm

us with a song of love.

Abandon yourselves to his sweet sound of intimacy.

Let us together reach the indifferentiated fullness of the sublime

earth. There are no longer souls outside of the chains through which pass the

vibrations of the being.

You may leave us now.

What the hell is he talking about?

He's crazy.

Heresy sublime.

Thank you.

There is nothing but love.

Where are we going?

Where are we going?

Where are we going?

You want some help with that bag? No, it's okay.

Okay. Hello.

Hey!

Don't just stand there catching flies.

Take Miss Pia's bags.

Thank you, Ali. Please put them in my room.

But for goodness sakes, take special care of the wooden case. It's got some

very fragile things inside.

What's wrong? Doesn't he understand English?

No. Why is he looking at me like that? Not at all. He doesn't speak English or

Arabic. But if he looks at you like that, you'd better watch out.

Well, there she is.

Better late than never, huh?

Hello, Mommy.

Darling. Oh, my baby.

Oh, I'm so happy to see you.

I'll leave you both alone now.

Mommy and her favorite baby.

Darling, I've gone and made you all messy.

At my age, you have to avoid getting wrinkles.

You wouldn't believe it, you know, but I'll be soon a plain old woman.

You don't have any wrinkles, Mommy. You're as young and as beautiful as

ever.

But you've changed.

I don't know why, but you've changed.

And Magda, too. She's changed.

I hardly recognized her.

The years pass for all of us. Believe me.

You didn't tell me.

Your father.

What's new now?

What's he doing?

Nothing. He's all right. He's working.

What do you mean?

He didn't give you a message for me?

He didn't. But let's not speak about him.

I've come here just for you.

Who are those strange people I saw in the garden?

I was hoping to find you alone.

They're my house guests.

They come every year.

They're very nice.

You'll like them.

And the strange boy up on the rock, what's he doing here?

He's an intellectual, and he's a sort of writer.

A kind of thinker.

You'll get on, you'll see.

Maybe, but right now I feel so tired.

I want to have a rest beside you.

The way we used to, in your bed.

That's all right.

But whatever happened, your hair was beautiful.

You had it down to here. Without your hair, you don't seem like a real girl.

Why?

There are men who wear long hair.

Anyway, I think it suits me. I see.

i'm so happy you came here this is your home and if you want to stay here you

need never go back you know i'm glad of one thing and that's that you've gotten

away from that idiot pia that idiot father of yours that lousy bastard who

ruined my life you know i'm fond of him so so why do you speak so badly of him

in front of me were you waiting for me no

What are you doing?

Working.

Ali,

take off my jeans and my belt.

Give me my belt.

Open my blouse, but don't take it off.

Hey Laura, come on, get dressed.

Okay, okay, I've seen it.

Not a pretty sight, huh?

How come all these dead men?

A raid?

An attack on a caravan?

Hey, between the angels?

Whoever did this, are they likely to come back?

Huh?

Huh? It happened to the nomads sometime.

But doesn't anyone come to bury them?

They just leave them out here in the sun?

The desert is a big place.

And no one uses the track that we've just come along.

And without a guide like him, it is impossible to get back.

Let's go, Laura.

Look up.

Yeah. That's great.

Move over there.

There.

Life and death.

These pictures will give food for thought.

Don't you think so, Pia?

A bit further away.

That's good.

I want to go.

Ah, come off it, Pia.

To see a few people dead is not so bad.

I want to go.

You think it's sad?

Disgusting? It's educational.

Let's go now. It makes you happier to be alive.

See? That's it. Okay.

Hold it.

Laura, wake up! Be alive, for God's sake!

Oh, I don't feel well.

What do you mean you don't feel well?

You see, if you death people and you tell me you don't want to work, what am

I supposed to do?

Smile! Why are you doing this to me?

Come on. Just one more shot.

Hey, I've got a great idea.

Put this on, okay?

We'll do some more with you up by the camel.

You know what I mean?

That's it.

Great. Okay.

You're fine.

Now let's try it again.

Right.

Just one more.

Okay?

Let's get it.

That's good.

That's good.

What's wrong?

I think I'm going to faint.

Uh-huh.

Now both of you stay right there, like that. No, I won't.

Are you crazy?

Yes.

Take it.

Keep it and fuck you.

Laura.

Come on, Laura.

Hey, Laura.

Where do you think you're going, you stupid bitch?

You're losing time, you dumb cunt.

Bastard.

Here.

Why don't you come too? Screw you!

Well, get lost and fuck you!

Son of a bitch!

Oh, Laura, I promise I won't shout. I'm sorry, okay?

I'm really sorry. Do you hear me?

What's the matter with you?

I say to forget, okay?

Don't you take that off your bed.

Huh?

You want it now, huh?

Down to you.

Get into your dress.

What's happening? Don't worry and get ready.

You're crazy, Laura. You shouldn't let him do this to you. I know.

That's perfect.

See, Laura?

Hey, you kid, go on.

Keep moving.

Go on, Laura. Go up there.

You hear me now?

Keep moving.

But it stinks.

Of course it stinks.

It's a mouth of shit, what do you think?

Okay.

You, move to the left.

Okay, Laura.

Get in the middle of the kid.

Right.

Now let's try it.

Now let's try something else.

Hey, hey, wait a minute. Not like that.

Look, let me show you. Put it there.

There, there and there.

Okay, keep going round.

Don't stop. Keep going.

That's fine.

Okay.

Oh, no.

Laura, look up. Laura, try to look like you enjoy it. Come on.

Try lifting up your leg.

What's the matter? I can't go on. I can't. What do you mean? Please, Carlo,

I can't.

Come on, one more shot and then I'm finished.

No. Hey, Laura.

Laura, come back.

Get back up there right this minute.

You hear me now?

You're gonna pay for this.

Go back up there.

You hear me?

The last time I'm telling you, go up there.

Listen to me. Go up there.

You're a shit. You're a piece of shit. You're a shit. I've got a job to do.

Leave me alone. Stupid.

Come on.

Hey, how far is it to Aswan?

At what time we will get there?

Inshallah.

I knew it.

Let's go.

We can't come in here. It's a

private house. Oh, yeah?

We'll see.

Thank you.

It's like a moonland game.

What happened

between

you and Laura?

I don't know, but she's strange.

But what the fuck am I supposed to do? Stay home with her?

She'll get over it.

Sure, okay.

Hey,

you. What can you see?

Everything. The living and dead people of all time gathered together.

A procession carrying a temple.

Two boats on the river.

Look, Va de Saboá, the submerged temple.

I'm bored visiting the temples.

I think I'll stay on board.

Well,

I'm staying too. Please send me something to drink.

For me, the temples are even more beautiful in the distance.

It's really hot today, huh? No kidding.

I've got something for you. Come on. Great.

Stay there.

This is an ancient Egyptian remedy.

Oh, great.

That's wonderful. That's good.

Yeah, it's marvelous.

It's better than swimming.

Okay, better now? Yes.

That's it.

Carlo. Yeah?

Come with me. I want to go and see the temple.

Sure. Why not?

Do anything that I wouldn't do.

What are you thinking of? You lost love?

Very funny.

Jess, who do you think you are?

I don't know about me, but I know about you.

What do you know about me?

I know everything about you and Laura.

Is that so?

I have nothing to do with Laura, and you have nothing to do with her.

You have a lot to do with her, you know.

What happened between you and her after you left me in that bloody desert?

Any way you look at it, you'd be better off alone.

Okay, clever girl.

Let's take a look in here.

Laura can look after herself.

She's beautiful and talented.

Oh, boy.

I made that girl with my camera.

Oh, Carlo, you're such a great artist.

Fucking sight more than you realize, my dear.

Could you do the same for me, maybe?

Come on, Cinderella, don't play the smartass with me. I'm famous in Italy

because I create like I did with that...

Pile of shit over there.

You don't understand one thing.

I take something like a pile of shit with a beautiful girl on top and came up

with something great.

What you're laughing for?

Don't you know that's pure art? Do you know what I think you are?

Just you wait.

Listen, come back here.

I want to talk to you. And stop that stupid click-click.

Wait till I get my hands on you and...

I'll get the shit out of you!

Pia!

I'll get you! You bitch!

Come here!

Come here!

You bitch, you're nothing but a fucking dyke! That's right, isn't it? You're a

lesbian, and you don't want to admit it!

You bastard!

You bitch, you're just like the rest of your fucking family! You fucked up! Try

Pia in the head!

You're like women!

So why don't you leave Laura alone, then?

Come on, you know that she's mine.

You hear me now?

You leave her alone, alone!

Look there.

They are nomads. They have no homes.

Can I have a look, please, Carlo?

Nomads, huh?

What about us?

Why don't we

all go ashore? Where are the others?

And what happened to Horatio?

He's disappeared.

You know.

Don't you know it's a ghost ship?

Oh, Hal, you'll come with us, won't you? You wouldn't let two poor girls go

ashore alone, would you? All right, all right.

Life is a dream.

Life is a dream.

And we are the stuff that dreams are made of. Sure, sure.

Calderon and all that stuff.

Here we will find the truth.

I am entering the realm of mysteries.

This, to the Egyptians, was the place which in our churches is called

the Sancta Sanctorum.

Hey, tell you what, if I meet some handsome river god, I'll call you Pia.

Now is the winter of our discontent, made glorious summer by the sun of yore.

and all the clouds that cloud upon our house in the deep bosom of the ocean

barren.

Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths, our bruised arms hung

up for mullivans, our stern alarm changed into merry millions,

our dreadful marches to delightful nephes.

And instead of mounting barbed

Hello?

Magda.

Good girl.

They went without saying thank you.

Bastards.

They scratched and bit me all over.

If you hadn't come along.

But, Pia, why aren't you shocked?

Did you like it?

In what way?

Did you reach a climate?

No. You never manage to, do you?

No, but... So what?

It's my business. I do what I want to do, and I enjoy myself.

I'm 19 years old, and do you want to know how many men I've had?

Not one.

Oh, yeah?

You think you know better than me?

What do you need them for, huh?

Wake up, Hal.

We're going.

You've had enough dreams.

You go.

I'm staying.

No, don't. Come with us.

I'm a sublime actor, and I want to die here.

To be buried here.

Where could a great actor rest more dignified than in the midst of the

silent ruins of an ancient temple surrounded by water, a more grandiose

arena than the noblest of stage actors?

Oh, everything I've learned, I've learned from a dream.

And I'm afraid, in my anxiety, of having to wake up again.

and to find myself again in my prison.

You know, Al, this year we also staged... The Life is a Dream by

Calderon. But our acting teacher was much better than you.

I have come to know that every human happiness

passes like a dream.

It's true, Al, just like that.

What?

You have never been a great actor.

And you know it very well. Why don't you recognize it?

Albert?

Wasn't he a great actor?

But do you realize it?

No one told you that Hollywood is empty without me?

Al, you left Hollywood because you weren't successful.

Because you were old.

And because no one called you to make a film. You know it well, but you don't

want to admit it.

Who told you these horrible lies?

What enemy has carried out these filthy deceits?

I forbid you to talk to me again!

Poor Al, how hard it is to keep your illusions in place.

Isn't it better to live reality and abandon dreams?

Enjoy your old age, Al, and stop watching your old movies.

They're worthless, my dear.

What do you think about going back on board?

The road is long.

Mommy, I mean, Crystal will want to dress up for the party.

Let's go.

Tomorrow will be a great day.

Messieurs et madame, ladies and gentlemen, dobbiamo dare il

meglio di noi stessi in onore del vecchio ala.

Fermi.

Vi renderò famose con una delle mie foto.

Carlo, metti via subito quella macchina fotografica. Non la sopporto.

And you, Magda, don't be fooled by making us express the best of ourselves.

There is no better or worse in us.

There is only boredom, infinite, immeasurable boredom, eternal.

Sorry, I didn't mean to say this, even if it's the truth.

I want to offer you a rite, a rite. Here is the best of ourselves.

All life is a ritual.

What ritual is better than life?

You're right.

Maybe because people take a lot of time to understand it.

My friends, I will make you sleep and dream, and the sleep of my eyes will

give you at least once in all your lives the dreams that you really wanted.

And each person will do what he really likes.

Splendid, Divine Horatio.

Do to us everything you are capable of.

This place is yours.

It can be your palace of pleasure.

Yes, Horatio, go on.

Let's see what you can do.

It's not all right with me.

Come here and sit down.

Crystal, don't give orders in my house.

For tonight, Horatio is the king, and we must obey him. For God's sake, don't

give me all that garbage.

You're just an old faggot.

See how I can cry?

Aren't I still a great actor?

Oh, you're such a boy, you know.

To be alone would make me feel like a grain in a mortar.

My kingdom for a horse.

To flee.

To flee so that no one can know that I am no one.

What are you trying to do? You can't.

I'm still young, but I already stink.

O Truba, father of fidelity, protect me.

Amris kawalatu.

Buna hoso.

Okay, Horatio, you're very clever.

But that's enough now. Wake her up.

You ask for the truth, this is it.

Wake her up, or I will.

Mamat kuchil mas.

Amat maslah.

Shut up!

It's me.

Will you two shut up, you bloody queer!

I want to go home. It's me, Laurie. I'm not coming back. It's me, I'm Carl.

We'll go back together, okay?

I'm not coming back.

What did you say?

What did you say, you...

Oh, shit!

It's your fault!

Fuck you!

You're all bastards.

You had nothing without me!

You know very well that you had nothing! You're just a bloody shit!

Let's go, Mom. You must be tired.

Tomorrow we have to go to Abu Simbel.

Come on, let's go home.

Al, thank you for the beautiful evening.

I hope to see you at Abu Simbel tomorrow.

The great stone pharaoh with his wife at his feet. You'd like that, Horatio,

wouldn't you?

To be able to have a little woman in love with you, all meek, just waiting

for your orders.

Just like the statue.

You're right.

Absolutely right.

I want to visit this temple with you, Crystal.

Just for once, don't abandon me.

I've been always overrun by Ramses. More than a king, he must be a god.

And no one ever told him to wake up, because he was dreaming.

Hey, you see, Crystal?

The ancient kings still have their subjects.

See that?

It looks like the tourists have taken over.

I told you, Magda.

Well, let's go and have a look inside.

Let's do a little tourism ourselves.

Where are you going Pia?

To the other one.

Come here.

I want to be close to you.

Sure.

I want to be with you. I always wanted that.

Always? Let's go away together.

I don't care about the others.

But aren't you supposed to be a mystic? You know, calling up those spirits and

things. Are you or aren't you?

What about those kids waiting for you to lead them to the holy place?

Who told you that?

Mommy. And she says she will kill you if you leave her.

Coming here, going there.

It's all the same.

We only want to run away.

From what?

Everything. Except you.

I should like to stay with you.

To be together with you.

Take it off.

It's very true that you're intelligent.

And that you don't belong here.

Go and do your own thing.

You've got to be you now.

You are just called Horatio.

You are 20 years old.

You are like me.

And you are in love.

Just where are Pia and Horatio? They just went to see the other temple.

They asked us to wait for them. They will be back right now. That bloody

bitch is having it off with that bastard. Come on, leave them alone. You

have your chance already.

Fucking hypocrite, phony. That's why she came here. I should have guessed it.

Crystal, dear, what are you afraid of? What can Pia do to you?

Listen, Mommy, Horatio has made love to you so many times. To me, too. So why

lose your cool?

What's happened?

With Pia, it's different.

She'll take him away, and I'll be left alone like her father did.

It's not fair.

Go on, tell her.

I'm going away with Pia. We love each other.

That's the way it has to be.

So don't fight it.

Go on.

Tell her that you never loved her. That it was all pretense.

And that you were just trying to run away from yourself and from everything.

It was nice until now between us. But now it's all over.

So forget it.

You came here to ruin me.

You had it all planned.

Your father sent you, didn't he?

You're all against me, but I'll show you what.

Horatio, I'm going to throw myself down.

It's between me or her.

You've got to decide.

Go on, Mommy. Jump if you've got nothing better to do.

I tell you, it'll be on your conscience.

It'll all be your fault.

Well, it looks like they're the losers.

I'm sorry, Horatio. I'm going away by myself.

Goodbye, Mommy.

I'll see you around.