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What is it?

It's nothing.

I mean nothing wrong.

There's something tomorrow that I should be looking for. Tomorrow just isn't all

that important right now.

I'm sorry.

Well, what should I do?

You're asking me?

Who else should I ask? Some advice to the lovelorn columnist?

Would he know?

Son of a bitch!

Now what is it?

The way you go about it.

It's so damn irritating.

It seems like every time there's a test I have to pass.

It's become a nightmare.

So I can't do a thing.

Tell me that you've got another woman.

That's why you can't make love with me.

There's only one solution.

What?

Separation might be the best possible way to salvage our marriage.

Whatever you want.

Fine. Get the hell out.

You can't stand living with me? Then go.

The seven years we've spent together don't mean a thing to you, right?

Wasn't like that at the beginning though was it?

Well here we are.

In the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

Antonio, I'm still here.

I'm still waiting for you to tell me what I should do.

You're still asking me?

Of course I'm asking you.

Weren't you the one who decided the lifestyle of this relationship?

An empty life full of superficialities.

Those boring parties full of whiskey, cards and small talk.

All of us doing the same things.

What we do, we do with 40 other people.

Never a moment for ourselves.

Too many people.

That's not what a marriage is.

Most of all, a marriage is love, isn't it?

Yes, of course, but it's also comprehension, compassion.

Father, I put up with everything, always.

All right, get on your back and spread.

Do it.

Do it.

He's come to look at me as something to use in his spare time.

A convenience.

Think about it.

Why did this happen?

Why did he change like that? It's like a test I have to pass.

Antonio.

Maybe you're tired.

I'm sure you need to get some rest.

And you might go see the doctor.

I don't need to see any damn doctor. Why do you keep saying the same things?

I want so much to be near you, but you won't let me.

If you just talk to me, I feel as though I'm some kind of stranger.

You never talk about your work, you know.

I never know what's worrying you.

You just won't even let me breathe.

You've always got to know.

Where am I going? What do I think about? Where was I yesterday?

Yes, I know, but whatever you're thinking about matters to me.

Everything.

And how long has this situation been going on?

But it wasn't like this in the beginning, was it?

What are you talking about?

When you married me, everything was perfect.

You accepted everything.

Living away from the center of things.

My friends, my work.

But at that time, I guess, I was offering the ideal solution for your

various problems.

Antonio, you're trying to make it sound like there was never anything good

between the two of us.

All right, if I understand correctly, you're telling me your marriage is at a

crisis above all because of your husband's faults, a man who you say is

rough and impatient.

But in confession, you tell about your own sins, not other people's.

Don't you think it possible that your problem might have something to do with

mistakes on your own part?

Sexual fulfillment is a legitimate part, even a duty of marriage.

Can you honestly say you've done everything in your power to further the

enjoyment that a couple has the right to expect?

Think about it.

You think so?

Oh, hold it. I give up.

Never again.

The kind of love I like is not a tennis score.

I think my trouble is I...

I eat too little, I screw too much.

When you do to get old, you get old.

Try screwing a bit less, kneading a bit more.

And show up a bit more often on the tennis course. That'll cure what ails

you, believe me.

You seem to forget that I'm the doctor around here. Everybody knows the doctors

are the worst patients. I envy you. How come?

Your wife is gorgeous.

You're a good couple.

You love each other and have a well-ordered, peaceful existence. So

you're in good shape.

I, on the other hand...

I'm growing a bit tired of the life I'm leading.

And your wife?

Forget her, all right?

Problems, everybody's got one, you know that.

Oh, by the way, there's something I wanted to talk to you about.

The fact is you're too damn serious.

If you stepped out on your old lady once in a while, like every other husband

does, well, you'd be a happier man.

I mean it.

Why don't you try with some jailbait for a change, huh?

Come on, lay off, will you?

One of these days, I'm going to drop in at your office.

Something I want your opinion on.

Any time you're around, any kind of problem you might have, come and visit

me.

We'll talk about it. Thanks.

Next week, I might.

No hurry.

There's time.

OK, everybody's paper in. Come on. Now, who's going to read the answers?

I am, of course. Plenty of butter, too.

Everybody sit down.

Now, would you all please be quiet?

Yeah, shut up, will you?

All right, here we go.

What was the first question?

Ah, yes. What is the thing you like best about him?

Answer? You know.

Oh, boy,

this is going to be a good one.

Just keep quiet.

What do you wish that he weren't?

A retirement age. What do you wish that he had?

Six others.

When you make love with him, what do you think about? The grocer's teenage son.

And when you make love with the other one, oh, a pneumatic thrill.

What is your most ardent desire?

Hey, listen.

Hers is to make dinner for Marlon Brando.

I know what she'd like to serve.

My dear, austerity demands that we use margarine.

You're all wrong. Corn oil is what's called for.

Will you all listen?

Now here comes the best part of the game.

We're open for guesses as to the author.

It's my guess that you wrote it. No doubt about it.

That's way, way off. I don't like euphemisms. By now you all know that.

Don't you? I wouldn't be God's dead saying a man's euphemism.

Would you go on with the game, huh?

Who wrote it? All right, I'll tell you my idea, too.

Laura wrote it.

Why Laura?

Yes, why do you think she did?

Oh, well, she has this big holier-than-thou attitude.

She always looks like she should be wearing a halo.

I will not have Laura the subject of your vile insinuations. She's a perfect

wife. You mean perfect wives don't like you, no?

If that's the case, then the husband's not perfect.

I get the idea.

You're trying to tell me something. If so, drag it out. Let's hear it publicly.

Have you ever lacked anything?

I've got nothing to say.

I'm really sorry that you have to travel so much.

We hardly have any time together.

Remember when we used to go out a lot?

Darling, you know I can't stop at this time.

There's a rough situation in the factory now.

I've got to stay on it.

Or else, all those years of hard work would have meant nothing.

I have responsibilities to Claudio, to you, and also to myself.

I thought things were going so much better.

Yes.

That's true. I just need this contract.

And I can relax.

We can all relax. Well, then we'll have some time to ourselves.

Work isn't everything, you know.

That's right.

When I get back, we'll take a little vacation.

Maybe we'll try Jamaica.

It'll be our...

Second honeymoon.

You've promised that so many times lately.

This time I'll keep my word. You'll see.

Because this time I really want to, darling.

Bye. Bye.

What are

you

after,

honey? Please take a look.

Hey, the lady wants the leopard.

Yes, my lady.

Get in.

You're serious?

I'll pay you.

You better believe it, honey. You'll pay and pay.

You'll have your money. Okay, angel face.

Only you have to shell out at least three big ones for special work like

this. Okay.

Then come on. When the cat's away, the lady wants to play, right?

We'll go to your place, eh?

Anything you say, honey.

Okay, honey, what else do you want to know? Come on, spit it out. I ain't got

all night.

If he doesn't get excited, what can I do?

Well, just you lie back on the bed and move your legs and let him get a glimpse

and pretend you just gotta have it. Like, ah, you gotta give me every inch

of it.

Yes,

only, what if it doesn't work?

Look, Miss First, If that don't get it up, you've got a corpse in your hands.

Please, I'm not paying you to make jokes.

You want to know the secret, the big hard maker?

Let's see another ten.

You'll have it if you tell me first.

Just something.

Just wail on his thing. It'll get like a telephone pole.

How?

Are you for real?

Turn into a trombone player.

Or maybe I should have said French horn for crying out loud. You've got to know

what I'm talking about.

I couldn't bring myself to.

Now do you wonder where they always go for us? Oh, come on, it's easy. A big

kiss, just that first of all. Boy, that's it. Oh, boy, get to work.

It's useless.

Forget it.

But I'm just trying to do everything I can to help you.

I don't know what else to do.

I'm a normal woman. I need a normal life.

Can't you understand that?

Yes, yes.

I understand.

I've always been faithful to you.

And I have no intention of changing that.

You're making me go through hell. Do something about it. If you had any

pride, you would.

I can't go on like this. You have to do something.

So the fault is only mine.

All mine.

You women think of nothing else all day long. Just screw and get yourself

screwed. You don't give a shit about anything else.

You bunch of... Antonio!

Oh, stop talking like that, Antonio.

I can't go on like this. I'm going crazy with you. Then leave for Christ's sake.

Go. Walk through the door.

Get your ass out of here.

Go on.

Oh, God, is that what you want?

Do you really want me to go?

I'll stay.

All right, Antonio, from a medical point of view, this is a very simple case and

far from being uncommon.

Your malady is in your head, not your body.

Today, it's fashionable to call it stress.

You work too much, that's all.

Sure.

Widespread phenomenon these days.

I wouldn't call it impotence.

Come on, drink up.

I remember a few of the girls were knocked over together.

You said it was a nervous disorder.

Or psychological, if you prefer.

Same thing, more or less.

Well, is there some cure?

I told you, work a lot less, sleep a lot more, have fun.

Take yourself on a trip.

Don't tell me you can't afford it.

Any place you go will do.

I'll tell you.

The only really important part is that you leave behind you all your problems

when you go.

Easy to say.

And look, you've got a son.

He's been studying in Boston for some time.

Or pretending to be studying.

If he's anything like his old man, he's been screwing for three years, Sala,

while you're here ruining your health.

Some deal.

Claudio has his own life to live.

And you have your own grave to dig.

He can do whatever he damn well likes, but not you.

But listen to me, Antonio.

Have you forgotten how hard you had to work to get where you are now?

Have you?

Let him put his nose to the grindstone a while.

Why not?

I don't see what he has to do with all this.

All right.

I'll lay my cards on the table.

If you don't want this problem to be chronic, do what I tell you to.

There must be some other way out.

You're a doctor.

Tell me a treatment.

I've already told you twice that there's only one that really works.

Lots of rest.

Lots.

Give your job to your son. He's capable.

Listen.

You want to be able to make it, you've got to have your mind at peace and yours

isn't.

And the factory is not your only trouble.

You've got another thing on your mind.

Something quite common to all of us.

You've been married for a number of years now.

The passage of time a legal mate is normally sexually stimulating.

Going to bed with Lauer doesn't mean much to you anymore.

It's pure routine. As such, it's become a bit of a bore.

And worse, you feel duty bound to do her and she expects it.

What happens?

Very little.

Look, do you mind? I love her. What the hell has that got to do with anything?

Tenderness and affection are fine things, but they're not terribly

exciting.

A man gets turned on when something stimulates his imagination.

Look, to be corny, you got to have novelty, Antonio.

I must say you're not helping a lot. I've made the diagnosis.

The diagnosis is OK. I don't like the cure.

Old boy, you've got a cut and dried remedy close at hand.

A steam bath?

That's not what I really meant.

You want a cure? Your friend the doc will provide.

Tell me, do you happen to know any Hungarian?

I won't say how it happened, knowing you.

There I was on the balcony in my underwear.

What happened, Sam?

What did you expect?

Frozen salad in all five limbs.

Yes, yes, thank you. Oh, my little girl.

Now, let's have a toast to Magda.

Yeah, long live Hungary. No, this is a religious toast. You have to say, long

live Buddha, but to hell with the past, all right?

I'm trying to remember.

I don't get it. Don't worry, I'll explain it some later.

Everything all right, Antonio?

Yeah.

Yeah, I hope.

Then let's drink to hope. Here's to hope. Servus.

Ah,

good champagne. Give me. Greedy, greedy.

Friend makes jokes.

But I like you best.

You're much handsomer, darling.

Can I get my dry glasses at home? No more champagne, Antonio. You might get

sick and it wouldn't do to have an upset stomach, eh, boy?

As your family doctor.

I advise you to go to bed.

A little snooze might do you good.

You see, your friend says we can't drink.

And he's a doctor, so we have to do what he says.

Come, dragon.

Pleasant dreams.

Thank you. We'll do our best.

I'll do the best.

Now, we finish the bottle.

And then make plans.

Pretty name, Magda.

You plan on living here for good? Yes.

Good. Good.

You really from Budapest?

No. You like me anyway?

I like it here.

I mean, especially the men. They're nice.

Take a look around you, if you've got the time to breathe now.

Feel the people restless too.

And the politician preaching, by the railhead of this old politician carry

on.

Substitution.

Substitution.

Oh, please, yes.

Yes, Antonio, darling.

You never forgot to fight.

Never forgot to use it right. Never forgot to fight in the fight. Never

forgot to fight.

Sensei to action.

Sensei to action.

There were like some soldiers. They were standing all around you.

Fighting for the same old cause.

For equality and freedom.

And a brotherhood of members.

It's the same old truth, my friend.

Sensitive action.

Sensitive action.

Sensitive action.

I talked to Magda. She says you're something else.

Old Mr. Battering Ram, huh?

Always follow your doctor's orders.

Do you think it would be possible with Laura now?

It might, I suppose.

But I told you, it depends all on your spiritual tranquility.

You know that fine old saying, a man's thing don't want no trouble.

Point is, I've got trouble, Carlo.

Trouble in the factory.

I've just got to stay right on top of it.

Claudio could take over in a minute.

Get him back.

After all, what else are sons good for?

You know, I think that's convinced me. About time.

Yes, you're right.

I've got to get away from work.

And try somehow to get close to Laura.

I don't know how, but I've got to do it.

Tell me the truth, come on.

Is anything wrong?

Your telegram had me worried.

Having me come back in such a hurry, my course isn't even over yet.

Is there anything serious behind all this?

No, of course not.

I just need you to help me.

I'm a little worn out, that's all.

Okay, I get the idea.

This isn't the right time.

So we'll be talking it over later, right? Yes, we'll talk it over later.

Hi, Lara. How are you? Fine, Claudio. Welcome back.

You look marvelous.

You're just great.

What's the matter with your dad?

He's just worn out.

Can I drive?

Very good.

Thanks.

It's marvelous to get here after all this time away.

Yes, it's nice to get back once in a while. But to have to live here, that's

a whole other matter.

Right, darling?

All right, but be careful.

You know me, my love.

The soul of discretion.

I know all about your soul. Just be careful is all.

The evening's program contains a sensational new game.

It's a game based entirely on each individual's perception of reality. I

haven't seen Cloud for at least three years now. He's a little stupid.

I think he's handsome.

Are you ever going to meet a man you don't find irresistible?

So you wouldn't mind a little of that, would you? No, I wouldn't.

Universities in the States are run on different lines.

To me it sounds like a difficult game. And boring too. No?

No, I assure you it's a delightful pastime.

Once you get your cards, the lights are turned out.

Oh, then you get busy.

The one who gets the ace of spades is the murderer.

At this point, he selects his victim.

When the victim is struck, he or she yells out.

And no more than that.

And then the inspector comes in and there is light in the room.

He tells everyone to stand still.

And you have to stand still.

Then, of course, he begins the interrogation.

And you say this is fun, huh? Yeah, yeah, I'm right.

You have to realize that the murderer mustn't murder right away.

He starts in stalking purposefully around the place.

He's groping for his victim.

He has to rely on the sense of touch after all the lights are out. Now,

murderer, don't be rash.

Do not commit your act immediately.

Let us enjoy the game for a while first.

You don't have to be in any big hurry.

Let us revel in the excitement of the unknown.

That's where all the fun is.

We have to take advantage of it.

Butterflies flying from flower to flower and sipping in the night.

Flowers opening, flowers closing.

Flowers that kick and slap.

How does it finish?

With the discovery of the guilty one.

When the inspector thinks he knows who the murderer is, he tells that person to

show his card. If it is the ace of spades, the murderer pays the penalty.

Is that quite clear? Are you sure?

Sure, Carlo. Patrizia, take your place of the lamp.

Everyone understands everything?

What do you think? Sounds great. Of course. Come on.

Remember, don't smoke.

A cigarette can serve as an element of identification.

Here. Keep the card face hidden.

Yeah. Anybody see it?

It's yours.

Prepare yourselves. The chase will soon begin and we will live the reign of

terror.

Or the reign of pleasure, perhaps.

It's yours.

OK, here we go.

Tricia, have you got the switch ready?

Anytime, boss.

Then let there be darkness.

Stop it, I said.

Come on, Laura.

I know the score.

I can satisfy you better than Antonio.

You're a pig, Carlo.

Now leave me alone.

You insist.

Because I like grown men, not teenagers.

I'm not making a scene.

I'm not that jealous.

If all you are is just one of those dirty old men who like teenagers, I pity

you. What are you talking about?

We were just kidding around.

Do you take me for a fool?

I saw you.

And so did everyone there.

Gabriella is not even 18.

Why, she's even too young for your son.

Oh, come on.

You're overacting.

And even if it were true.

I have the right to do what I please.

There's nothing going on between us after all. I got no no guilty conscience

bothering me. The worst thing is how you're acting now, not what you did

then. I can't stand the hypocrisy, the falseness.

You wanted me to clear out. All right, I'm ready to go.

No, you're not going because I won't let you, my dear.

This is your place.

You're going to stay right here in this house.

Yeah.

And even if you do get away.

I'll see that you suffer for it until the end of your days.

And I'll tell you something else.

No one, no man will ever want you.

You'll never be able to hold on to one again.

Because you'll ruin it. You wear every single man down till the poor bastard

has nothing left. Like me.

Stop shouting.

Be quiet.

But the truth is you're innocent.

You're a sick man who, instead of trying to be cured, goes drooling after little

girls. Be quiet, Lowry. Why?

You can scream all the insults you want, and I have to just sit back meekly and

take it?

Oh, God.

Listen,

Claudio.

How about Lowry?

You don't get along anymore.

Is that what you were going to say? No.

No, Claudio, that isn't it.

Of course we fight now and then. It's normal.

There's no one who doesn't.

I hope you realize that I do love her.

Lately, I know I've been guilty of neglecting her. It's a fact.

And I know why.

Just overwork.

You had me come back here so I could help you.

You won't regret it for a minute, I promise.

I'm not really talking about that. I mean Laura.

She's very lonely closed up in the house all day long.

And it's gonna have to go on like that for at least a couple months more.

Look, Claudio, I was thinking while I'm out of town, it might be a good idea to

take her out dancing or to supper in the theater.

Would you mind that?

No, but it's certainly not what's going to cure what ails her.

I know.

And the minute I get rid of the most urgent things, we're going away

together.

Now that, is just what the doctor ordered, Papa.

Like it?

Yes, we go to places like this so seldom.

Sure, you're young and full of life. I must say I find it a mystery how you can

stay locked up in the house all day long.

Under certain conditions, you can make a drama out of any little problem.

Why don't you treat yourself better? It's not fair.

You should take all your ugly memories and throw them out.

The wise man of the mountain is right.

But what should I do?

First, have yourself a real down-to-earth discussion with Papa, and

then go out much more often with me.

May I have this mazurka?

Oh, you might ruin your reputation dancing with an old woman.

You are the most fascinating, gorgeous woman I know.

Waiter.

Drink something?

Make it a scotch.

Two scotch on the rocks. Yes, sir. Would you like it served upstairs in a private

room?

No, not this evening. Thanks, just the same. Of course.

I must look like I have the hots for you.

My goodness, no. I'm the one that looks like a Casanova.

May I join you?

Of course.

You know, I hate romantic music, but this is a nice piece.

That's surprising.

Why?

Well, it's thoughtful, sober, although it's melancholy.

Yes, it is.

It's melancholy, but beautiful.

Full of light and sweetness.

You must be lonely, aren't you? Well, it's wrong.

How about this?

Dad phoned this morning from Borneo.

Tomorrow is your wedding anniversary, right?

Pack a suitcase.

We can be there in less than three hours in the morning. You can have your

celebration on a pair of skis.

This was a wonderful idea of yours, Claudio.

Wonderful. Thank you for remembering our anniversary.

It's great. Yes, it is. Shall we drink to that?

Right.

Here's to us. To us. To you.

Well, I think I'd better be on my way.

Won't you at least stay and have dinner with us? No.

To quote a friend, I have to get to work.

Besides, this is your anniversary.

Goodbye, Laura. Many happy returns. Thanks.

Don't worry about a thing. I'll take care of the store.

OK. Very good.

So long.

I'll see you later.

So long.

Don't drive too fast.

Don't worry.

I'm an idiot.

I got you a little gift for our anniversary, but I didn't have time to

wrap it up.

Here.

I hope you like it, darling. Oh, it's fabulous.

Oh, it's so beautiful.

Oh, thank you.

It's magnificent.

I love it. I'm glad. Darling, that was so sweet.

Antonio, please, you've drunk enough.

Don't be silly.

We have to celebrate.

It's so beautiful. I love my ring.

Oh, please.

Come on.

You've had enough to drink. Hand that over.

Now, I want you to have a drink, too. This is an important night to us. We

have to celebrate.

Here, come on. Come on, honey. I don't want you. I've had enough. And so have

you. Come on, darling.

Why don't you go to bed?

What are you talking about?

Give me a daddy wash right here. Let me touch you.

That's good.

Oh, for heaven's sake. Why do you drink so much?

You find me exciting only when you're drunk.

Leave me alone. I hate this.

I can't stand it.

Oh, God.

Happy anniversary.

Laura, hi.

Oh, hi.

I haven't seen you in ages.

What's new? I've been up in the mountains. Have a good time?

Oh, it was marvelous.

You're alone?

No, with my husband.

Well, well, well.

Claudio. Right on.

I never see you.

Where have you been hiding?

Since that first party, you disappeared from circulation.

I've got a job to do.

Ah, yes.

Of course, online.

No, in the factory of all places.

I suppose you've got to during the day.

But what about after hours, you know?

Weekends. You must have loads of free time.

Or is that booked up solid, too?

You might just phone me once.

Or do you want me to phone you?

I'd love it if you'd phone.

It wouldn't disturb you, I hope.

You're sure you can handle it?

Just to show you my heart's in the right place, I'll call you. You'll see. Around

11 in the morning is best. From then until about noon.

Hi, Laura.

How's the water? Oh, it's great.

And I think I'll try a few laps myself.

How are you, Laura?

I must say, you're looking wonderful.

You're looking great, too. So I'll pick you up around 6.30.

So. Tell me how you solved your problems last weekend.

You sent Antonio packing or you took a lover?

Neither one.

Are you very disappointed in me?

No, I didn't expect anything else. You're just sticking to the rules of the

game. It takes courage to choose something else.

You think it takes courage for a woman to go to bed with a man?

Yes, if you don't try to pretend to the world that it's not happening, hell yes.

Sure, that's easy to do.

Only when you're not tied up with another man, I suppose.

Oh, Laura, you're so heavy duty.

If I like a man, we go to bed together.

Only without your stupid sentimentality. That's what hurts.

It's easy to see that you've never been in love.

And you were born in the Middle Ages.

Why do you say that?

Because women today are liberated.

You know a man can never make do without a woman.

But we can get along just fine without them.

And that's why when you want some good stuff, you should go ahead and grab it.

What about Claudio?

He's handsome.

And there's no doubt whatever that when I want to, I'll get him in a bed and

with no stupid recriminations afterwards either.

Anyway, we can talk this over some more later if you like.

Bye.

Thank you.

You deserve it.

Being like this is so good.

I'd like to sleep on your shoulder.

Do you suppose we could spend the night together?

Wouldn't that be nice?

There's no way, Patricia, it's impossible.

Please.

I'm sorry, there's no hope.

This evening I've got something to do.

It's work, by the way, and I've got to be there.

And haven't you got a husband?

What little story would you cook up so that you could stay out all night?

He believes every single word I say.

And even if he doesn't, who gives a damn?

He uses being a doctor as an excuse to do whatever he pleases.

But it's simple anyhow.

I say I'm going over to visit his sister. I see.

She keeps the show up and now and then I do the same for her.

Convenient.

Come on, get your sister.

What are you waiting for?

It's getting late.

Don't you want to ride back to your car?

Come on, hurry up.

You're really in a hurry to get out of here, huh?

Yep, you don't approve.

You think it's scandalous that I indulge in a little bed-hopping.

Well, what do you expect us girls to do with the type of men we've got?

This whole miserable place is so cold.

If you don't have fun, you might as well be dead.

My father come back?

No, sir. I think he phoned a little earlier. He'll be back tomorrow.

Have you eaten yet, sir?

No, if there's anything left over from dinner, that'll do fine. Of course, sir.

Is my stepmother in? She's looking at television, sir. Then bring the tray in

there. Very good, sir.

Please don't cry, Laura.

Tell me why I didn't just go away. It would have been better for everyone,

especially for your father.

Love, think a minute.

You can't just run away like that, in despair.

What else can I do?

If you really mean to go, at least find yourself something to do.

Something to occupy you, so you don't feel you're in a vacuum all of a sudden.

You see, I love my father very much, but I know what he's doing to you.

And I love you very much.

Oh, God.

Laura, I've come to learn that you're a remarkable woman and you deserve much

more out of life.

Laura... I'm sorry.

Some tea, ma'am? No, I'll have some coffee. I'll just help myself. Yes, ma

'am.

Well, I'd better get to the factory on the double.

I've got a time limit on this lot.

You know, it wasn't very easy in the beginning, but now I understand a bit

and I'm even starting to enjoy it.

Why don't you go pick up dad at the airport?

He's supposed to be coming in this afternoon, isn't he? Around four.

What would be the use?

He'd love it if you did.

I wish that... I wish that you too would.

Yes, you're right. I'll be there.

I'll be going.

There's a call for you, ma'am.

I've passed the line in here.

Thank you. Not at all, ma'am.

Hello? Antonio, is that you?

Why not?

I was coming to get you at the airport.

Oh, no, Antonio, don't. Please come back. I beg you.

Why have you had to change your plans unexpectedly?

Yes, of course. I understand, as usual.

It's of no importance. Do what you want to.

Yes.

Goodbye.

So he wasn't even certain he could get here tomorrow, right? Right.

Well, he simply said, I don't know when I can get there.

Too bad for him.

We'll get along just fine anyway.

State your wish and it shall be satisfied.

I'm sorry.

I've just got to go away. I can't go on.

Laura.

What are you up to?

I'm packing.

Why?

Why, Claudio?

I'm leaving. The situation in the factory is completely under control now.

Oh, it is, huh?

I asked you here to help me because I was having difficulties.

May I ask what brought the sudden decision about?

Claudio, would you mind saying something?

I just told you.

All the serious problems in the factory have been ironed out.

And I... I thought that if I could get right back to Boston, I might be able to

finish up my course.

I've put in two years on this advanced degree. Something I expect will come in

very useful later on.

Seems a shame to throw away all that hard work for nothing.

I don't buy that.

Try telling the truth for a change.

I have been telling the truth.

I must say, though...

I have the impression that my being here isn't helping you to to solve your real

problem, which is Laura.

A problem that needs your immediate attention, by the way.

All right, then I'll tell you the truth.

You're self-centered.

You're a complete egotist.

But don't forget your various degrees, your upbringing, your social position.

You owe them all to me. Yes, of course.

I'd never deny it. I've sacrificed my whole life to give you what you have

today. Of course, great sacrifices.

But now you're sacrificing others.

Laura principally. And me too.

But why, Dad?

For loot?

Now you can listen to the truth. That isn't all people need.

All right, whatever you like.

But I hope you realize if you leave this house, you'll never have a penny from

me. Not ever.

Do you know what you're doing?

It's black. Those are my conditions.

Take it or leave it.

Matter of fact.

Here's a list of the new orders I just got.

Be at the factory first thing in the morning and get the work plan

programmed.

I'll be in Paris.

A few days when I get back.

I want this work already in production.

Well, Claudio, we agreed.

You never know about ladies.

She might be falling in love with a guy.

But what if it's really something?

What is it?

I'm sorry, but I have to leave.

My darling, don't you want to be with your little Mark? I'm terribly sorry.

Another time, all right?

Carlo, Antonio leaves now. Just a minute.

What did you say to him? Nothing, I didn't say a thing.

Antonio.

Antonio.

What the hell is going on?

Laura's leaving, I know it.

You know, a month or two of separation.

Might be good for the two of you.

No, no, I need her.

Especially right now.

Excuse me.

Good afternoon. Hello, Reena.

Should I prepare dinner for Mr. Claudio, too?

I don't know. What did he say when he left? I heard him speaking with your

husband who left afterward, but Mr. Claudio is still in his room.

Oh.

I'll take care of it. Very well, ma'am.

Claudio.

Claudio.

What happened between you and your father?

I'm so happy and so miserable.

Darling, I swear to you.

I swear I did everything that was humanly possible. I mean it, darling.

Believe me.

But he's so completely insensitive.

Now I just don't feel I owe him anything anymore.

I just feel terribly guilty towards you.

I don't want to harm you.

I love you.

I love you too, but it's not right.

I've set you against your father.

I should leave right away.

And you should forget about me.

No, don't say that.

I love you, Laura.

I love you.

You'll find another girl, one your own age.

Probably more than one.

And then you'll fall in love for real.

Stop it. I don't want to hear anymore.

I want you more than I've ever wanted any woman in my life.

Yes, sir, in my opinion, there's nothing better than a good red Piedmontese.

Don't you think so?

Hmm?

Sure, of course.

Good, I'm glad you agree.

Wine has been very important in man's cultural development.

You see, man eats through necessity.

A civilized man doesn't just load his stomach, though.

He has need of something else.

Oh, things like finesse.

Respect, discretion.

That's why tablecloths, silverware, suitably prepared dishes and his bottles

of wine are carefully chosen.

Well aged.

Don't you think so?

Whatever you say.

It's strange about the human appetite.

At times, it can only be teased by small, even useless particulars.

And the basis of everything is simply good taste.

If you've got that, you can do just about anything.

This is good.

Fine bouquet.

Why don't you have a ball?

Dance.

What? Yes, why don't the two of you dance?

Good dancing music.

Flower is all worked up.

I can tell.

God knows I'm no use.

When the bunny hug died, so did my dancing career.

Go ahead. You don't think I'd mind, do you?

I'd love it.

That's better.

May I have the honor?

Go ahead, Claudio.

It's the chicken's crow.

They give me eggs, you know.

Why, I'm in the fields out there, over there.

There ain't a thing I'd do to change my life with you.

Not even for to be a city slick or two.

Oh, city folks, they get me down, they get me down.

Dreaming.

Hi. Hi, Laura. How are things?

Fine. What are you doing around here? Just looking for someone who can afford

to buy me a hot chocolate.

Come on, I can take it here.

Thank you. One Coke and one hot chocolate. Here you are, ladies.

I love hot chocolate.

We never seem to meet, you and I.

We should know each other better.

It's a shame we don't.

Yes, that's true.

It's possible for two people to...

live near each other and never get together.

Listen, can I say something to you without your getting curious?

Oh, of course. Why should I get mad?

Well, my mother does when I say certain things.

Oh, that's your mother.

It's a bit different.

Things haven't been going along well with you and your husband, right?

Oh, well, let's not talk about that, Diana.

And how could you possibly know?

Well, everyone knows about you and Claudio.

They pretend not to because of their so-called good manners, right? But they

know. And they talk among themselves.

Is that so?

It's the latest juicy bit, but you shouldn't give a damn about it.

As for me, you know, I just couldn't be less curious about all of the others.

Yes, I know. But you're just full of fears, and it's through your kind of

fears that men subjugate us.

They turn women into slaves and trample them only so they can rid their souls of

their terrible fear of castration. That's been established.

But this is a different world today.

We don't have to be their whores anymore.

There's such a thing as an equal rights amendment now.

All the old ideas will be thrown out.

I must confess I've enjoyed your sermon, but most men won't accept it.

They'll accept it. They're going to have to. I mean, really, the poor idiots, not

even for themselves are they capable of solving any problems. How do you expect

them to solve ours?

Perhaps you're right, but I've always been provided for.

I've never lived on my own.

There's always been a man to take care of my life.

Your upbringing should be thrown right out of the window, honestly.

Come on, you better pay attention to Laura.

About that house you have up in the mountains in Borneo.

Do you still have it?

Yes, I have. Why?

I'll offer you a trade, madam.

Let's go up there, the two of us. You put up the hospitality and I will take

care of your re-education.

That's a very nice proposal.

I'll think about it now drink your chocolate. I have to run bye

As you see, everything is specified here in the book.

Yes, fine.

Now, the second alternative seems to be less economical, but it's certainly a

great deal easier.

And especially if you consider the waste material. In the end, they're going to

wind up talking about the same.

Oh, hi, Laura. Be with me in just a second.

Okay, then. We'll opt for the second solution.

I want you to get everything set up so we can be producing by Wednesday at the

latest. Just the way you showed me now. Second alternative.

All clear? We'll get right on it. Ma'am.

Hi.

What a lovely surprise.

Where have you been all day? I called the house.

Come outside.

We better talk.

All right.

My father knows something's going on.

I don't know how.

The whole city knows about it.

We've got to be more careful.

Both of us.

Do you think I haven't been?

Before, after, now.

It's all I can think about.

The best thing would be for me to go.

You can either stay or go back to Boston to finish your degree.

I don't want to hear you say what you're saying.

We simply have to separate for a little while anyway.

Until we understand ourselves better.

You're young, Claudio. I don't want you to do something you'll be sorry for one

day.

It's been beautiful.

But I think I always knew it couldn't go on forever.

But it's not important. What I found in the last few days can last me my entire

life. I won't listen to you speak like that.

You mustn't.

You simply can't go.

Yes, we have some thinking to do.

But it's better if we do it together.

Good evening, Mr. Claudio. Hello, Rena. My father home? No, sir. He had dinner.

Then he said he had a flight to catch, but he left this envelope for you.

Hello, Rena. Good evening, ma'am. Have you had dinner yet? Oh, it doesn't

matter. I'll fix something for us. You can go to bed now. Thank you, ma'am.

Good night. Night.

What is it?

New production orders.

He left again.

A little strange, huh?

Hmm.

Oh yes.

Yes, darling.

Sorry, darling. All I could find was a little ham and cheese.

No, thanks just the same. I'm not exactly famished.

Laura, it's time we talked about us and your absurd decision to go.

You mustn't.

You can't.

You're making everything more difficult, darling.

Look, I'm leaving tomorrow.

I'm going up to Borneo.

I want you to tell your father when he gets back.

Explain everything to him. If you leave, I'm coming with you. I won't leave you.

I feel a responsibility, too. That's exactly what I don't want. For you to

feel responsible.

That you feel you're obliged to... Laura, listen, I'm going to... I made

this decision by myself, and I'm going by myself.

Just give me a few days to think things out. Then I'll get in touch with you.

In the meantime, you can be thinking about what you want.

And think carefully, Claudio.

You've got to persuade her not to go.

You've got to. What are you doing here?

I thought you'd gone.

No, I haven't gone.

I was in there.

I heard everything.

I saw everything.

You mean you knew?

You saw us together.

You were there spying.

She mustn't go. She can't.

Listen, Claudio, she mustn't.

When I found out what was going on, I bawled like a kid.

Then I said to myself, why not keep it in the family?

Please, Dad, my God, you don't know what you're saying. I can't believe you.

Laura, why?

Why must you?

Why must you go?

We could be so happy here.

In this house? I don't want to hear another word. I'm going.

No, I'm not going to let you go.

You're going to stay right here. No.

With me.

With Claudio.

You'll be with us and so happy because I love you.

Yes, I do. And you love me. So you will go away, will you? Because you're mine.

Mine. Mine.

Mine. No, Papa.

Stop it.

Have you gone crazy?

Calm down, Dad.

Calm down.

It may be she's right.

This is a situation that no one could have imagined.

We've got to clear our minds about it.

Above all, Laura needs to be alone with herself.

Do you understand? She needs to be away.

I only understand that I need her.

I'm going to leave this horrible house forever.

Snowpoke!

Where's the soap?

Right in front of you.

I'll kill you.

Where's my bread salad?

Right here.

That's the right place for it.

Coming.

My lady is served.

Oh, it looks beautiful.

More, more, more.

I hope it's as good as it looks.

How is it?

Fantastic.

Who could be calling at this hour?

I don't know.

I'll go.

I think I'll go upstairs for a while.

Antonio, why did you come here?

I can only assure you I didn't intend to.

All of a sudden, there I was in my car.

I have no idea how.

I'd like to find a way to forget more than anything.

Yes, some way to cancel out all the ugly things that have occurred.

I'm alone in the house now.

Claudio's left too.

I don't know anything anymore.

I'm alone.

If you and I could only manage to talk about things, try to help me.

Please, Laura.

I wish there were something I could do, but it's useless.

Everything would revert right back to the way it was before.

Those lies, false pretenses, that stupid masculine hypocrisy to save your

face at all costs.

Yes, Laura, but that too is a thing in life.

That's true.

Only in your life, not mine.

I'm out of it.

Forever.

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