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Peeps through ♪

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Oh, I actually
don't know where to begin.

Suddenly, I had to stop work
on the novel I was writing

and accompany my wife

to the San Sebastián
Film Festival.

Well Sue had to go.

For her, it was work.

She represented
several clients who were there

and did the press for them.

Now the ironic part was that,
uh, you know,

years ago
when I taught my film class,

the thought of going
to any film festival

would've been
very exciting to me.

But, uh, film festivals
are no longer what they were.

I mean, it was no longer
what I was teaching.

I taught Cinema as Art:
the Great European Masters.

I only went because
I couldn't shake the suspicion

that she had a little crush on
this bullshit movie director

she did publicity for.

In my new movie
on the Eichmann trial,

you would be perfect
to play Hannah Arendt.

You know, tonight at 8:00,
there's a special screening

of an old
Three Stooges movie,

the director's cut.

In the movie,

were all your orgasms
special effects?

Oh, look.
There's Philippe.

Oh, my God, I love his look.
He is so chic.

- ...the idea of myself
- Uh-huh.

And sometimes, you know,

the public, you know, gives you
a different idea of yourself.

Now, remember,

you guys met that time at
that screening at Universal.

You got in that stupid argument
over Bringing Up Baby.

He loved it and you didn't.

And he loved Some Like It Hot
and you didn't.

And he loved
It's a Wonderful Life

with the rest of the world,
and you didn't.

- Mm-hm.
- Do you remember?

And then he made that joke
and he called you the Grinch.

- I remember the joke.
- Mm-hm.

Everyone in Europe
loves your new movie.

It was a big hit
at the screening this morning.

War is hell,
and you came out and said it.

Well, you know,
some wars are good.

Some wars are bad.

You know,
sometimes wars are justified.

Can you tell us
what your next film will be?

Well in my next film,

I'm taking on the turmoil
in the Middle East,

and, uh,

hopefully, uh,
offer some solution

for reconciliation
between the Arabs and Israel.

It's rumored you had an affair

with the French
minister's wife.

I heard that same rumor, yeah.

The rumor is
you made her pregnant.

Can you make
any comment on that?

Okay, that's enough.

- That's great.
- Thank you.

He has interviews
all day tomorrow.

Gracias.
Three full days of interviews.

Thank you so much. Gracias.

You have arrived just in time.

I'm so sorry about that.

Ah-uh, you know,
you remember Mort, yeah?

Oh, yes.

The Grinch.

Hey, congratulations
on your new film.

Everyone seems to love it.

Yeah, but in this day and age,

you know, any film
that deals with the reality,

the critics rave about as art.

Well war is hell.

I mean,
as far as insights go...

Okay.

We should probably go unpack.

Mm?

You know,
I'd really appreciate it

if you kind of
watched yourself.

Your hostility
is starting to show.

Well I can't say I relish it,

being referred to
as the Grinch.

Well it's just that you put
everything down as "lowbrow."

Oh, I don't put his stuff
down as lowbrow.

It's middle-brow.

I think he's
politically relevant.

I mean, you heard him talk
about his next movie.

H-he's going to try to
reconcile the Arabs and Israel.

Yes, I'm glad he's turning
to science fiction.

Philippe is so brilliant.

Christ.

What is politics?
Politics is totally ephemeral.

It misses the big questions.

- What big questions?
- The big questions.

Like?

Well...

"What's it all about?"

"Is this everything
that there is,

or is there more?"

I mean,

those are the questions
that really matter.

The things he deals with
are actually trivial,

although he thinks
they're so profound.

They're not.

I mean, we could have
an ideal world politically,

and we'd still have

these very same
terrifying questions.

Oy.

My heart is starting
to hurt me.

And here we go.

Yeah, I know.
You think it's all in the head.

You're not having
a heart attack, Mort.

You just ate too many tacos
on the plane.

Well those tacos
were like barbells.

Well...

When I went
to sleep that night,

I had an odd dream.

Rose

Budnick.

- Who?
- Rose Budnick.

She died.

Oh, my God. How?

Well she committed suicide.

Oh, no.

Oh, she was such
a brilliant woman.

She... an intellectual.

She was a Holocaust survivor.

She left a note.

She decided life
was meaningless.

She found no
point in going on.

Oh, how crazy, to...
to judge life as meaningless.

Well if you think about it,
Max, what does it mean?

You sound like
one of my students.

Why are we all here?

It's, uh, cosmic fluctuations.

We happened to pop into being
out of nothing.

Believe me,
if it were up to me,

I would've done
it differently.

Don't have this conversation
in front of Mort.

He has nightmares.

Mort?

Come inside.
It's too cold.

I had a strange dream
last night.

Well I don't have time
to hear about it.

I'm running late.

Will I see you for lunch?

Nope.

I am lunching with Philippe

and the reporter
from Paris Match.

It is a work lunch.

I mean, today is insane.
We are totally slammed.

We got wall-to-wall
interviews all day.

And you have to be
at all the interviews?

Yeah, of course I do.

That's why we're here.
It's my job.

I can't say I wasn't
a little uncomfortable

about Sue spending
all day with Philippe,

with his pretentious bullshit.

She thinks he's a genius.

Her whole life,

she was attracted
to brilliant men.

She even thought
I was a major intellectual.

When we first met,

she was so impressed
with my magazine articles,

my think pieces.

She thought
I had a novel in me.

When I showed her
my first pages,

she said they were turgid.

Now it's clear.

She's starting to think
she bet on the wrong horse.

I didn't know
where I was going.

I walked all morning.

I thought about my life,
my father.

I disappointed him.

My brother was the big earner.

I thought about my book

and how tough it was
to write a really great book,

not just another novel,
but a masterpiece.

Shakespeare
created masterpieces.

Michelangelo, Joyce,

Chaplin,

Fellini.

Ah, Fellini.

I taught a course in Fellini.

I identified with his films.

Mort, when is your book
going to be finished?

- I'm working on it!
- Mort Rifkin?

Oh, goodness!

- As I live and breathe.
- My God.

Miss Weinstein,
my English teacher.

You showed great promise
as a writer.

- I wound up teaching film.
- Well.

- I had to make a living.
- Yeah.

But I'm working on a novel.

Just try not
to make it turgid.

Tell me, Mort,

are you still asking
those big questions?

God, death,
the meaning of life?

Rabbi Mintz, yes.

They're the only questions
worth asking.

The rest is all trivia.

You know, I sometimes wonder
if you're a true Jew.

You don't observe the Sabbath,
you ridicule your religion,

you've never been to Israel.

What would God say
if you met face-to-face?

After what God's done,
I have nothing to say to him.

Let him talk to my lawyer.

Who but a Jew
would think of suing God?

Who but a Jew
would have a slam-dunk case?

Hello, Mort.
Are you here for the festival?

Marcia Cohen!

You were the neighborhood girl
I truly lost my heart for.

You were the only boy who
read the Russians and Proust

and took me to see plays
by Ionesco and Beckett.

My mother and father
fell in love with you,

just not me.

Your parents would be
disappointed in me.

I still haven't found myself.

Keep plugging.

And, oh, happy birthday.

Ooh, don't remind me.

The clock is ticking.

Mom and Dad?

What are you doing
in San Sebastián?

We just came to give you
a piece of advice, son.

Was gonna have it put
on my tombstone when I died,

but your mother thought
it was too vulgar.

And that advice is?

Money talks, shit walks.

Mort.

Mort Rifkin.

Tomás.

- How great.
- How are you, my friend?

- Hey.
- So good to see you.

- Wonderful.
- What's going on?

How's your festival going?

Well the festival here
is always a pleasure.

My company has a film
in competition this year.

Ah.

Y-you seemed
like you were lost.

No, no, I just... I'm just...
I'm still jet lagged.

Got it. Got it.

Well it's great this year.

Mort, let me tell you.

I love this
festival, you know?

It's such a break
from the real world.

For ten days, I mean, this...
look at that...

magical city
and cinema is king.

I feel it.

I felt it
when I got off the plane.

I ran into Sue this morning,
you know?

Oh, Sue is up to her neck
in work.

Well she didn't look
up to her neck.

She was just
having a good time,

walking on the beach

with that French director,
uh, Philippe Germain.

You know him?

She was walking
on the beach with him?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

She did mention
that there was some interview

that got canceled.

I was doing my morning jog

and I see this couple
from the distance,

and at first, I thought I was
interrupting something,

until I realized
it was your wife.

Sue and I go back ages,

from the times
we both worked at Paramount.

And she introduced me
to this director,

and let me tell you something,
Mort:

this guy is the real deal.

I've seen his film.

It's just... it's great.

Well I...
I know it's against war.

Yeah, but it has such
a positive attitude.

I mean,
it lifts your spirits, really.

Mm-hm.

And they were walking
on the beach together?

Yep. Mm-hm.

What's going on?
You look pale.

You know,
to tell you the truth,

I've been experiencing
some chest pains.

Chest pains are never good,
man.

Since when?

Oh, since I left New York.

Really?
Left side or right side?

Sort of here.

Wow.

Maybe you wanna have
that checked out, Mort.

Well when I get back
to the city,

I definitely will.

How long are you here for?

For the whole festival.

Mort, if they persist,
I'd see someone.

Really.

It's like a tightening?

Well I do feel, in a way,
a kind of tingling.

Radiating, right?

- Well, maybe.
- Oh, boy.

Oh, boy.
That's not good.

I recognize the symptoms
from my cousin's coronary.

I mean, no other warning.

He just went... like that.

Well how old w...

Forty-eight.

Can you believe it?

Early detection is the key
to survival here.

Remember that.

I'm sure the hotel
would know a doctor.

You wanna get some random
hotel doctor, Mort?

No, th-th-this is your heart,
after all.

We're talking about
your life, here.

Ah.

This head of mine.

I got a number.

A good doctor that lives here.

Yes,
Gil Brenner gave it to me.

Not that I ever
needed to use it,

but just in case.

Dr. Jo Rojas.

Dr. Rojas is at the hospital
till this afternoon,

but can you come in
tomorrow morning?

- Hey.
- Hi.

Oh, my God.

What a day.
I need a drink.

You cannot believe
how stupid these questions are.

- No breaks?
- Ugh. Not really.

I mean, one interviewer,
you know, they canceled.

So we had a half an hour
to get some fresh air.

What'd you do?

Well, we went out,
um, and had a smoke.

Well, I mean, you know,
Philippe had a smoke.

- Señora.
- Hi.

Uh, a...

a vodka martini, please.

- Gracias.
- A glass of red wine.

Red wine?

You're drinking red wine
because of your heart?

Well they say that it's,
uh, you know.

Oh, there's Philippe.

I invited him
to have dinner with us.

- How are you?
- You did?

Yeah.
I didn't think you'd mind.

Listen, Mort, he really is...
uh, respects your opinions.

Well I was looking forward

to having a quiet
little dinner,

just with the two of us.

I know. I know.

But he's here all alone.

It would be kind of rude
not to include him.

Hey, you know,
I ran into Tomás Lopez today.

- Mm.
- Yeah.

He said he saw you and
Philippe on the beach earlier.

Yeah.

I mean,
I told you that, you know,

the interviewer
canceled and...

we had a little
breathing room

away from the madding crowd.

I don't understand
anything this says...

Hi.
Sorry I'm late.

Hi. Yeah, no, no, no.
It's okay.

I was talking with that critic

from some highbrow
film magazine.

You know,

he thinks my film should be
mandatory viewing at the UN.

Well any film
that can do big box office

and also bring world peace.

You know,
that's actually a great idea.

I mean,
can you imagine the coup,

the press coup,
if we had the premiere...

the New York premiere
at the UN?

It would be incredible, right?

Yeah.

Well we put in quite
a day today, huh?

You did.
You were unbelievable.

Can I have one vodka martini,
please, sir?

With a twist of lemon.

- Right?
- Oof.

- You have good memory, huh?
- Oh, you know.

That's amazing.

- Hey...
- What?

Also, I have to say,

I thought you were
very eloquent

with the guy from Denmark.

Yeah. Oh, yeah,
the guy from Denmark.

- Yeah.
- Oh, my God.

You should've heard
what he said

about world hunger.

You were against it,
I imagine.

No,
I thought he was so smart.

- He was definitely by far...
- No, he was smart. Yeah, yeah.

The smartest journalist there.

And that woman.
Oh, my God.

- Which one?
- The one from Paris.

- Which woman from Paris?
- The one.

The one who said that
she thinks you're the greatest

- innovator of film...
- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Since the Nouvelle Vague.
- She was very intelligent.

Yeah, yeah.
She was very intelligent.

You know,
from the very beginning,

I was such a fan
of Godard and Truffaut

and... Claude Lelouch!

A Man and a Woman.

And the stuff
you were saying to her

about the montage.

- Oh, yes, yes.
- I mean,

- she was eating that up.
- Yes, the montage, yeah.

I mean, I just thought
she was gonna start licking you

- all over the place.
- But you know what?

- You know, I missed something.
- It was so incredible.

Because my influences...
you know, my influences

were more John Ford, you know?

- Howard Hawks, you know?
- Right, right, right.

- I missed that, you know?
- I-I just always

loved Breathless

and Jules and Jim.

Jules and Jim
was such a masterpiece.

And-and-and how indebted
you are to Frank Capra.

- Yes, of course.
- You know, the three of those.

- And...
- Yeah, Capra.

From the minute it came out,

Jules and Jim
was an incredible influence

on other films.

You know, what I like
about the American masters

is their sense of optimism.

- Oh, yeah, yeah.
- You know?

If you'll notice, I always...

you know, I always try
to leave the audience

with a sense of hope.

There's no doubt the American
masters were wonderful,

but, um...

generations of Americans
were misled

into thinking that
Hollywood endings were real

and not make-believe.

And then the Europeans
came along

and movies grew up.

My view is less...

Less pessimistic, you know?

In the end, I believe art
makes it all worthwhile.

- Mm.
- Art and love.

With the right person,
you know?

Romance.

You know?
Adventure, passion.

All these things make life
a positive experience.

But we had this conversation
earlier today

- when we discussed passion...
- Yeah, yeah.

- And how few people...
- Right.

Really understand
the rules of desire, you know?

Yeah.

That was...
that was a good conversation.

Yeah.
You recall now.

- I like...
- Yeah. Well, you're amazing.

- I like women who achieve.
- Yeah.

I mean,
I find their energy sexy.

I think I'm gonna have
the Dover sole.

Sue and I had a little tiff,

which is not a good thing
to do before retiring.

I said it was a joke

to compare Philippe to
the French New Wave directors.

Truffaut was absolutely
dazzling,

and Philippe
was totally derivative.

To compare Philippe's work
to Jules and Jim

was absurd.

When I finally
dropped off to sleep,

I had another odd dream.

When we first met,

she was not only
a great beauty,

she was so impressive.

Sarah Lawrence
literature major.

She was absolutely brilliant,

but very neurotic.

And then she found you what?

A genius in the rough.

We used to have
the most amazing discussions.

Books, the theater,
serious music,

that summer in Newport.

And now you and I
are both in love with her.

Mm, what are you two
talking about?

That we are both
in love with you.

Hmm.

My first husband
was so possessive.

Smothering, always accusing me
of things he was doing himself.

And then I met Mort,

who's sweet and brilliant.

But I still feel like
I've never really lived,

loved passionately,
full of wild abandon,

and soon it's
gonna be too late.

- Now we've met.
- Yes.

And yet, you still love him.

I'm used to him.

Ooh, I wish the three of us
could all move in together.

Well you two seem to have
hit it off quite intensely.

Mort, would you be up
for a ménage à trois

if the three of us
lived together?

- Too bohemian for me.
- Mm.

I mean, despite all my talk
about existential freedom

and Dionysus,

I'm a middle-class Jew
from the Bronx.

- Mm.
- Well think about it.

I mean, it's very Left Bank,

and you know you love
everything Parisian.

Philippe and I can sleep
in the bedroom,

and you could have
the pullout sofa.

What a powerful dream.

And it's true.

Sue would be up for anything.

She has no inhibitions.

She's curious to try things.

She has no fear.

Meanwhile, I'm full of fears

because I'm so aware
of the fragility of life.

The doctor will see you now.

Oh.

Thank you.

Hello.

I'm Dr. Rojas.

Oh!

Oh.

Something wrong?

Wrong?
Something wrong?

You mean my chest pains?

Well they were
there this morning.

Tell me about them.

Have you ever
had any heart problems?

No, uh,

although... although I...
I sometimes get heartburn

if I eat Indian food.

Uh-huh.

And how long
have you had these pains?

Just since leaving New York.
Just a few days.

Mm-hm.
You have them before?

Uh, not really.
No, I mean...

You are visiting
San Sebastián?

Yes.

Uh, I'm just here
for the film festival.

Oh, I see.

And I had these pains

and someone gave me
your number, and, uh...

I actually live in...
in New York City.

Upper East Side.

72nd Street.

Have you ever
visited New York?

Yeah, I went to NYU
for a little bit.

You know, I stayed
with my aunt and uncle.

They live on 5th and 72nd.

What?

No.

That's an incredible
coincidence.

Yeah, I was going to practice
in New York.

What brought you here?

My husband.

Um...

is it a sharp pain
or a pressure?

What? Oh.

Uh, um, uh...

Well it's actually not kicking
in at this very moment.

So I don't really know.

Are you part of the festival?

No, no, no,

but my, uh...

um, Sue is my friend, and...

well, she's actually my wife.

She has a film
with the festival?

She's...

No, she runs a publicity firm.

She has clients here.

She's actually managing

the Saturday night movie.

Uh, Apocalyptic Dreams.

Can I be frank?

You didn't like it?

Pretentious.

Very...

Very commercial stuff
trying to pass as art,

but I seem to be
in a minority.

Oh, no, no.
I'm right along with you.

Well I'm just gonna get
a closer look.

So... you are married?

- Mm.
- Um...

are you under any stress?

What do you do?

Oh, I see.
You're a writer.

- I'm working on a novel.
- Mm-hm.

It's sort of my
breakthrough attempt.

And, well, naturally,
I want it to be a masterpiece.

Naturally, yeah.

I mean, I find myself
just writing a page

and then ripping it up

and then writing another page,

ripping it up!

I mean...

I don't want to write just
one more lousy, mediocre novel.

You know what I mean?

I mean, my point of view is,

if you can't get
into the big leagues

with...
with Joyce and Dostoevsky,

I'd rather just
take my ball and go home.

As far as I can tell,

your heart is just fine.

Blood pressure is excellent.

So I'll get the results

of your blood test
in a few days or so,

and if you don't hear from me,

it means everything is fine,

which I fully expect.

So try to enjoy
the rest of your stay here.

Take care.

Thank you.

Um... yes.

Um...

oh, by the way...

Can I make a confession?

Yes.

I didn't know
you were a woman.

I mean, when he said
"Jo Rojas"...

Well, you know,
some men can be shy,

getting examined by a woman.

Oh, no, not me.
No, no.

I mean... I mean,

I only showed
you a part of my chest.

Well enjoy the festival, eh?

Did I tell you I taught film?

You did? Hm.

There was a great period
of cinema classics,

and that was my specialty:

great classic movies.

I mean, naturally,

I gravitated toward
the great European directors.

You know, Fellini and Bergman.

I remember all those
wonderful Truffaut movies.

And Godard.

Seems that you...
know about film.

Not really, but, you know,

I spent a lot of
time in Paris.

I lived there for a while,

and I used to go
to the Cinémathèque.

And, you know,
the films were all classics.

And it was cheap.

Well.

Gee,
I wonder who she's married to.

What a charming woman.

She really put a charge
in my day.

She said she'd call

only if my blood work
came back with a problem.

Talk about mixed feelings.

Too bad I already
got my flu shot.

That night,

I had dinner with a whole
cluster of movie people.

Very dull.

Lots of talk
about box office and grosses,

and don't think I didn't catch
Sue and Philippe

exchanging knowing glances

and smiling at certain remarks

like they're the only ones
in on some private joke.

Hey, Mort.

- Oh.
- I just saw you passing by.

- Oh.
- How you feeling?

- Much, much better.
- Oh, so good to hear.

- Just coming in
for a drink, and...

So why don't you join us?

- Oh.
- Come on.

All right.

So, Mort,
this is my friend Ramon Robles.

Ramon.

And this gentleman here
is Gil Brenner.

- Hello, there.
- Gil.

And Gil is the one

that gave me that doctor's
name that I gave you.

- Oh, thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

So you saw him?

Well, her.

Jo is actually a woman.

- Really?
- Yeah. Isn't she lovely?

Oh, yes, she is.

And I saw her,
and it all turned out fine.

- Oh, that's fantastic.
- Oh, great.

Have you... have you known her
for a long time?

Oh, yeah.
We go way back.

I think I've known her
since she was a student.

Oh.

And I've always thought she
was so bright...

just, you know, great.

She married
her college professor, in fact.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

A brilliant guy.
I mean, just brilliant.

But a total asshole.

- Oh, no.
- I mean...

I mean,
so smart and so terrible.

- Oh!
- Yeah. She picks bad men.

- Oh, I'm so sorry.
- Yeah.

I mean, I... you know,
I wish I could tell you

she came to her senses
and she dumped him,

but actually, he dumped her

and dated another
college student.

- Oh, my God.
- Yeah, I know.

She and I were
in Paris together

around the same time,
and I was working for MGM

and she was there kind of,
you know, like, for a year,

kind of recuperating
from the whole marriage fiasco.

Right.

And now she's been
with this guy,

trying anyway,
for a couple years.

- Mm-hm.
- Wow.

- He's an asshole, too.
- Oh!

Wha... uh,
could I have a scotch?

Absolutely.

Well what does
this new guy do?

He's a painter.
He's from Madrid.

I think they met, I think,
in Greenwich Village,

but he wanted to paint here,
of course.

Why wouldn't he?
So beautiful.

And he's good.
He's talented.

But I hear he's a...
You know.

Well Mort loves Paris.

Oh, yeah? Really?

You were thinking
of living there once, right?

Well I actually lectured
at the Cinémathèque...

in English, obviously,

about the influence
of Pasolini on Bertolucci.

- Wow.
- Oh, fantastic.

So is she happy
with this painter?

Oh, I doubt it.

I mean, to me,
she's a glutton for punishment.

- Señor.
- Oh.

Well anyway,
to your health, Mort.

To your health.

I didn't hear anything
about a rare blood disease.

So I kind of gave up on ever
seeing the doctor again.

But I can't say
she wasn't on my mind.

Only another hour,
and we'll be in Paris.

Do you believe in love
at first sight?

I do.

I knew I wanted you

when you told me there was
nothing wrong with my heart

and it was just reflux.

"Reflux"
is such a pretty word,

don't you think?

When you say it.

Reflux.

I just can't wait
till we get to Paris

so you can start
me on Lipitor.

We'll walk the
streets of Paris

and eat at brasseries

and you'll finish your novel.

Exactly how high
was my cholesterol?

One hundred eighty-five.

But together,
we'll get it down.

♪

I don't think she felt
you needed any follow-up.

I know,

but, uh, I have a little...

a little bump on my hand

that I'd love her
to take a quick look at.

Um, okay.

Let's see.

Her last patient is at 6:00.

Could you come at 6:30?

Maybe she could fit you in
before she goes home.

I can do 6:30.
I'll be there.

- They have to look good.
- Well that's what the...

Hey! Hey, what you doing?

Oh, hi!

Um, just going up for a quick
shower and a shave.

Why?
Where are you going?

Well, nowhere.
I just have been out walking.

Well we've got
the screening to go to.

- What screening?
- Breathless.

You know, they're giving

Jean-Luc Godard
the life achievement award.

Remember?

I mean, I know
Godard's your guy,

and so we gotta go.

I-I have an appointment
at 6:30.

- With who?
- A doctor.

- What's wrong with you now?
- Oh, just my hand.

Oh, my God.

First it's your heart.
Now it's a hand.

What's wrong with your hand?

- I have a red bump!
- Where?

Where?

Oh, my God.
Mort, I can barely see that.

That's a... it's a bug bite.

Well I'd prefer to hear that
from a qualified physician.

I'm a qualified physician.

You are?

- Dermatologist.
- This is Dr. Klein.

He's only the biggest
dermatologist in all of Europe.

Mind if I take a look?

- Mm. Thanks.
- All right.

Yeah, she's right.
It's just a bug bite.

- It is?
- Oh, it's nothing.

- Yeah.
- Be gone by tomorrow.

Great.
So call your doctor and cancel.

And we gotta get going.

You know,
I went through a lot of trouble

to get these three tickets.

Three?

Of course.
Philippe is dying to see it.

He's seen it a million times,

but, you know,
he wants to make a remake.

- So...
- Oh.

Mm.

I want you to try some.

You know, doing some drugs,

it might liberate
your writing.

You didn't used to
have to dope up.

Oh, Jesus.

I'm not doping up.

Well how long
are you gonna smoke?

I don't know.

It's... I'm not getting any
kind of buzz for some reason.

You know,
Philippe smokes all the time

when he's writing
his film scripts.

Judging from his movies,

I get the feeling
he smokes Ativan.

You just resent him

because he's found himself
as an artist.

Well that's easy to do
if you're willing to settle.

But Chekhov didn't settle.

Stendhal didn't settle.

Stravinsky didn't settle.

Did it ever occur to you

you might have a slightly
inflated self-image?

It's just sad.

You're an intellectual,
not a poet.

If you were
to have a threesome,

who would it be with?

I don't know.
What about you?

Mm.
I don't know.

Ryan Gosling.

Tom Hardy.

What about you?

I don't know.

I guess Doris.

Your brother's wife?

Well I met her first.

Why do you think
she married him?

I don't know.

I mean, I thought
she loved me,

but you can never tell
about these things.

Does your brother know
you lust after his wife?

I don't lust after her.

You asked about a threesome,
and I gave it some thought.

And why are we
under these sheets?

I'm suffocating.

You're said
to a woman's director.

Well, uh,
I have to tell you something.

I'm a romantic.

And as the song goes,

"I fall in love too easily."

I appreciate women because,

unlike men, who find it weak
to show their feelings,

you know,

women,
they never hide their emotions.

Is it true that
you just bought a sailboat?

Yeah.
I've sailed all my life.

I think the sea

is the last place
a person can really be free.

You know, I used to sail.

- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

It was my absolute favorite
thing in the world to do.

We had a summer home
in Newport, Rhode Island,

and my dad taught me
how to sail.

Oh, that's funny
because you know what?

My dad taught me to sail, too.

- Really? Huh.
- Yeah. He was in the Navy.

Wow.

What an amazing life
you've had, huh?

Oh, incidentally, I thought
you answered that question

about love and passion...

the silly thing, you know?

- Mm-hmm.
- So great.

I hope I didn't
make you feel uneasy.

No, I-I thought I was gonna
have to bail you out there

for a second, but...

Is it because you sensed
I was talking about you?

You shouldn't say that.

Why not?

Because, you know, I...

I don't know.

I mean, it's not
that I'm not flattered.

Yeah.

But what?

I don't know.

I just think...

I don't know.

You're making me
confront feelings

that I've been
pushing back on.

And, I don't know,
I keep going back and forth.

I'm just... I'm just a little
confused at this moment.

You know, sometimes,

if the right person
comes along,

the hard decisions
become much easier.

I have a lovely new boat

and I'm a very good sailor.

Mm.

Would it be terrible,

sailing with me to Koh Rong?

Where?

To Koh Rong.

It's an island
in the south seas.

- Are you serious?
- Yeah.

I... Oh, God.

You have this weird ability

to tap into my
most personal fantasies.

- It's...
- Yeah. I'm a film director.

I understand human psychology.

And I know
when a woman is dreaming

about having a love affair.

Oh, God,
you're touching my face now.

Yeah.

No. I...

do you know
what you are doing to me?

Oh, yeah.

I have a little
ringing in my ears.

And I'm... I just want to,
um, uh, check it out

to make sure
I don't have a brain tumor

or an acoustical neuroma.

Usually, when I
go see a doctor,

I'm terrified.

I always think they're gonna
give me one month to live.

And with my luck,
it'll be February.

But with Dr. Rojas,

I wouldn't mind
a checkup every day,

not that the thought
of anything happening with her

is even a remote possibility

for so many reasons.

But that's what I thought
when I first saw Sue.

I bought a guidebook

to see if there were any
sights I'd overlooked

while I killed time
before my appointment.

I'd like to say
whenever I'm in a church,

it's only the aesthetics
I respond to.

But I love visiting
any house of worship.

I have great respect
for religious faith.

I read the entire Bible
cover to cover

and fell in love with Eve,

Job's wife, and Delilah.

My shrink says

I'm attracted to women
who will hurt me.

The New Testament
is much more forgiving.

At least the
Messiah shows up.

Jesus comes
dressed very simply.

He heals people.
He does miracles.

Yet, he's a regular guy,

a common workingman.

That's why,
in my college thesis,

I wrote he shouldn't have
risen from the dead on Easter.

He's a professional
carpenter.

He should've risen
on Labor Day.

I certainly had it constantly
and intermittently.

And now,
I think you've made it go away.

Oh, that's so great.
Good news.

And-and how have you been
since I last saw you?

I've been... great.
Yeah.

And are you still
missing New York?

Uh, yeah, sometimes.

You know,
I miss walking around.

I like to stroll
and window-shop.

You should've practiced
in New York.

The doctors there
do very well.

The ironic thing is
I come from Spain

and traveled all the way
to New York to study

and wind up back in Spain
with a Spanish painter.

He picked me up
in Greenwich Village

at the Minetta Tavern.

I probably would've been
too shy to try to pick you up.

I mean, I was never good
at that, you know?

To see a fascinating woman

sitting at a table
in a restaurant and...

no, I...

I probably would've just
felt my heart beating faster

and I would've
just said to myself,

"Well, she is so amazing

"that I'm sure
she'll just brush me off

if I go up to her
and try to say something."

You never know.

- Yes?
- Sorry.

Your husband is on one,
and I'm going.

I'll drop these forms off
with the hospital

on my way home.

Okay, yeah.
Uh, have a good weekend.

See you Monday.

Okay.
Excuse me one minute.

Um...

well, I can give you some...

some drops for your ear,

but I really don't think
it's necessary.

So tell me,

what was your favorite place

to hang out in Central Park?

What?

I always loved to be
at the sailboat pond.

Sailboat...

And did you get to see

much Shakespeare in the Park?

It was so great to go
on those summer nights.

Yes, I did.

Could you please excuse me
for one more minute?

Sorry for that.

Uh...

what were you saying?

Central Park.

Oh, Central Park.

Yes. I...

Ooh.

I spent a lot of time
at the Met.

And I love sitting
on the steps...

Even in the spring.

Did you used to eat at that
crazy café on Madison Avenue?

I'm sorry.
I think you should go.

Well of course I'll go.

But are you all right?

It's nothing.

I mean,
is there anything I can do?

- I...
- All right, I just...

And I did always eat
at all those coffee shops.

I love them.

Look, can I buy you a drink?

No, thank you.

You look like
you can use a drink

and maybe someone to talk to
from the old neighborhood.

Yes, you know, we...

we bring our troubles
on ourselves.

I'm not sure that's true.
Have a Kleenex.

Thank you.

Alcohol is not good for you,

but sometimes
it's the only thing that works.

Can I be the doctor
for a minute?

- Hmm?
- Can I be the doctor?

- Sure.
- Tell me your symptoms.

My...

my marriage
is causing me pain....

Here.

And why is that?

Why am I telling you this?

I should never drink.

Okay, tell the truth.

Do you love your husband?

I don't know anymore.

And does he love you?

He has affairs.

And I accept that.

After all, he is an artist,

and you can't judge an artist
by bourgeois standards.

He's...

he's creative and tempestuous.

Well if you had agreed
to an open marriage, I...

I did.

- Oh.
- Yes.

And do you also have affairs?

No, I never have.

Because?

Because I've never met anyone

I wanted to have
an affair with.

But if you're unhappy,

why don't you leave him?

He needs me.

How long have
you been married?

Five years.

- And you?
- Oh, much more than that.

Are you faithful?

I have been.

Never looked at another woman?

Yeah, I mean,
of course I look.

I look.
I... I drool.

But I have been faithful.

We are both faithful.

Another coincidence.

I mean,
to be absolutely honest,

my marriage has been...

you know, fraying...

for... a while now.

Paco is high-strung...

- Huh.
- Dramatic...

temperamental,

hard to live with.

And if I say
I'm gonna leave him,

he weeps and threatens
to kill himself.

Oh, he's bluffing.

Well you said he was dramatic.

How do you know
he's bluffing?

Because nobody wants to die,

not even for love.

You wouldn't die for love?

I'd frankly prefer
not to die for anything,

and that includes sickness,
old age,

or choking on a bagel.

My life here is not so bad.

San Sebastián is not New York,
but...

you know, life here is nice
and beautiful.

This is a charming city.
Have you seen the city?

Well my wife knows it well,

and she's been
here many times,

but she's too busy
to show me around, you know?

Would you like to see
some of the nice parts?

Yes,
I would really love that.

Where are you staying?

At the Maria Cristina.

Okay.

So I'll pick you up tomorrow

at 10:30 in front
of the hotel.

Hey.
Where have you been?

Me? Where have I been?

Well I went out first

and, well, then I stopped off
at the doctor's office.

Why? Did someone
give you a gift certificate?

I had a little
ringing in my ear.

- Huh.
- But it's all gone now.

I mean, it's, like, 8:00.

My God, how long
had you been there for?

There was a line and, uh,

I got fitted in at the end.

You kind of smell
like alcohol.

Have you been drinking?

- Me?
- Yeah, you.

You. You.

What is going on with you?

You're all, like, in a daze.

Well I had a drink
with Tomás Lopez.

We-we, uh,
ran into each other,

and I had a quick
drink with him

and that's why
I'm a little late.

Uh-huh.

I tried calling you
a few times.

but you never
picked up your phone.

What's this?

It-it's a-it's a book
on Ingmar Bergman.

The Swedish journalist
gave one to Philippe,

but he already had it.

So I know how much
you love Bergman.

So there you go.

- It's stunning.
- Come on, come on, come on.

We gotta go.
Hurry up.

Not another screening.

No. A cocktail party.

If you hate it,
you don't have to go.

Is Philippe going?

Well of course
Philippe is going.

It's in his honor.

I swear, he hates
parties, too.

And yet he manages
never to miss one.

I know.

It's so silly.

He complains the whole time,

but he really loves
all the attention.

I swear to God,
he's just like a little kid.

Exactly.

He's like a little kid
with a narcissistic disorder.

Yeah, she's so happy.
She starts shooting in March.

Wow, that's fantastic.
She's got the money?

Yeah, it's an all-female
version of Lysistrata.

Huh.

- Huh.
- There you two are.

Hi.

Did you hear about
Philippe's movie

winning the big prize
in Cologne, Germany today?

- Very exciting. Huh!
- Mm-hm.

Wasn't Eichmann from there?

Well I hope you're both coming

to the Altxerri Jazz Club
later on.

Of course.

I wouldn't miss it
for the world.

Are you being knighted?

No.

Philippe happens to be
a fabulous bongo player

and he's sitting in
with the band tonight.

- Not fabulous.
- Oh.

By the way,
those Swedish journalists

who saw the movie this morning

loved, loved, loved, loved it.

- Yes. Cool.
- Yes.

Yes, and they wanted to come
and see you play tonight.

Okay, cool.

Isn't that exciting, Mort?

Not since Neil Armstrong
walked onto the moon.

I never cheated on Mort...

but I came very close.

Once with a
prominent architect

who fell in love with me.

And he wanted to take me
away to Africa on safari.

And I really wanted to go.

But at the last minute,

I just wasn't ready
to have an affair.

The silence of God

drove me crazy.

Until one day he spoke to me.

And God said, "I've seen Mort...

And if I were you

I'd definitely cheat on him."

I am lost and confused.

I believe that God
punishes us for our sins...

But Sue and myself have no sins.

And Mort's only sin is -

that he likes movies with subtitles.

You know, since coming
to the film festival,

I have had the strangest
thoughts and dreams.

Well, you know what they say:

"Films are like
celluloid dreams."

So you'll busy with all sorts
of press stuff today?

Yes, Mort.

I told you
when you decided to come

I was gonna be
very, very busy,

and now here you are
with nobody to play with.

Oh, no. I'm fine.

I thought I'd get a car driver

and look around
outside the town, maybe.

That's an amazing idea.

- Hey.
- Oh, hey!

How are you?
Ready?

- Oh, my God.
- How are you, Mort? Hi.

How divine was Philippe
on those bongos last night?

Oh, thank you, thank you.
I hope it wasn't too loud.

- Oh, no.
- But I get carried away.

- Oh, my God.
- No, no.

I got some earplugs
on the plane,

and I got a chance
to try them out.

- Oh, it's 10:15.
- Yeah. I don't wanna...

- We gotta run. Yeah.
- Ciao, Mort.

All right.
See you later.

Let's get some chocolate.
I love chocolate.

Oh, so do I.

And I love bread
and chocolate together.

Oh, they always... yeah.

Such a beautiful combination.

What about sandwich
of chocolate?

Exactly.

You ever try
a sandwich of chocolate?

A sandwich of chocolate.

Okay, so I asked you this
when you were drunk.

Mm-hm?

And now I'm gonna
ask you while you're sober.

If you're having such
difficulty with your marriage,

why don't you leave?

I know.

I guess it's a little bit
of everything.

He loves me.

I can't help who he is.

The ordeal of starting over.

- A second divorce.
- Mm-hm.

And then lately,

I've been tempted
to give up my practice

and do something else.

And that desire scares me.

What-what would you do?

Anything. I don't know.

Write, read.

Maybe just study,
take classes.

Discover what I really want,
who I really am.

Maybe just be dilettante.
Is that so bad?

Just to dabble
with different things,

to enjoy my life,

not to have to do anything.

No more obligations to Paco,

to all my patients.

It's amazing how few people

actually take a moment,
quit the rat race,

and try to learn
what they want,

who they are,
who they actually are,

not who they think
they have to be.

Do you know who you are?

You know, I thought I did.

But, uh,

boy, since coming here,

I've had some
very odd thoughts.

At home, I was totally
preoccupied with my book.

Then I came
to the film festival.

My mind started
playing tricks on me.

Now I'm beginning
to question everything,

what I want, who I am.

Who in the world am I?

I think the problem
with that is

the answers are not always
what you want to hear.

I think I was probably
happiest in my life

when I was teaching movies.

You know,
the wine has made me tired.

The wine, or...

my fascinating conversation?

Too much, right?

Yeah, that's great.

Yeah, great.

- Aw.
- Look.

Ah.
Well, then...

You know, I have been

so looking forward
to this weekend.

Friends, countryside,

and I gotta say,
it has not disappointed.

Thanks for having us up here,
Paul.

Next year,
Doris and I are definitely

gonna rent a place here.

Well I grew up around here.

How about you, Mort?

You're a beach
or a country man?

Paris is Mort's
fantasy paradise.

Doris said you
teach film class.

- That's true, yeah.
- Must be fun.

Well it can be.

I mean, most of the kids
are just so-so,

but I can always get
a small portion of them

to really appreciate
the great cinema classics,

and that makes
it all worthwhile.

When I first
started dating Mort,

he took me to see Red Desert,
and I was bored;

and then he took me to see
Last Year at Marienbad,

and I was bored;

and then he took me to see
Claire's Knee,

and I was bored.

So I married his brother.

Mort regards any movie
that entertains

or shows a profit as suspect.

Okay, Mr. Big Film Maven.

Tell us what we should rent
to watch up here.

Chushingura by Inagaki.

- Mm.
- Oh.

Who's in it?

Uh, Yuzo Kayama
and Tatsuya Mihashi.

Yasumi wrote the screenplay.
Toshio Yasumi.

There's also Kagemusha

with Tatsuya Nakadai

and music by Shinichiro Ikebe.

- I love you.
- I love you.

Mm.

I think your brother
still has a little crush on me.

It's understandable.

But it's his hard luck,
you know?

He met you first,
you guys had a few dates,

and he had his shot.

Mm-mm.
He wasn't for me.

All that highfalutin bullshit.

"The big questions."

Give me a break.

He'll never write
this alleged novel

he struggles with
year after year.

I agree.

If it's not
on the level with Dostoevsky,

it's beneath him.

Did you hear him in there,

talking about those
Japanese movies?

Was he kidding?

- He's a pedant.
- I know.

He writes and then he tears up
the pages in frustration.

I predict he'll never finish
writing that book

because it prevents him
from facing an unpleasant truth

that maybe literary greatness
isn't for him.

He's afraid of failing.
He always was.

He equates failing with dying.

And you notice his wife
didn't come this weekend.

Yeah. She had to be
in Hollywood for some press,

and he doesn't like Hollywood.

I don't know
how she puts up with him.

He's like a walking
smorgasbord of neurosis.

She fell in love
with his mind.

I called that one
from the start.

She was coming out of
a bad marriage

to some slick
advertising hotshot,

and she found Mort brilliant.

I don't know if
the glow has worn off, but...

I get the feeling
she's very unsettled.

She's hot.
She's ambitious.

Oy.

I never thought
she'd be happy forever

with a cranky little introvert

who's searching for an answer

to why there's something
rather than nothing.

Who knows?

All I know is that
he was too cerebral for me,

not like his sexy brother.

- Aw.
- Mm.

- I love you.
- Mm, I love you, too.

The day has passed
awfully fast.

Yes.

Can we stop by at the market?

I need to buy Paco
a gift for his birthday.

Oh, that's very nice of you.

Do you like flea markets?

Well if you, uh,
take me to a flea market...

- You'll come with me?
- I'm gonna like it.

What do you think
about this old cigarette case?

It's so deco.

Yeah.
Does he smoke?

No.
But it's pretty, no?

Yeah, it really is,

but what about getting him
something he can actually use?

Like, uh, pajamas.

Oh, he doesn't sleep
in pajamas.

And I don't think he'd
appreciate a practical present.

He-he's too theatrical.

I always wanted
an electric toothbrush.

What are you thinking?

I'm thinking
that it's so pretty here.

And I've never traveled much.

I've never seen the pyramids
or the Taj Mahal

or the Grand Canyon.

I really don't have
any interest in seeing them,

but...

the Boulevard Saint-Michel
in the rain

is a sight that would
make me very happy.

- What was that?
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

I have no idea.

Do you think it's a flat tire?

It could be, yeah.

Let me see if I can stop here.

- Um, all right.
- Okay.

Oh, no.

I don't know.

Okay.
Let me just look, okay?

Can you change a tire?

Me?

Okay.

Do you have any
idea how to use

one of those automobile jack?

- No, but I can type.
- Oh, my goodness.

We have to be very careful,
you know?

One of us is gonna be
under the car,

and it could be dangerous.

Well let's get the tire first.

Yes.

I don't wanna be under a car

that's gonna fall on me.

I mean, that would put
a crimp in the afternoon.

- Can you believe it?
- What?

There is no spare.

What do you mean
there's no spare?

There is no spare tire!

Paco must've used it
and never replaced it.

Mm.

- And you never noticed it?
- No.

Well, normally,
I don't check the trunk.

- No.
- Well, what can we do?

Okay, I'll call the garage,

but it will take forever
for them to come here.

So we can walk.
I have another car at my house.

We are not far
from where I live.

Oh, also,
we could hitch a ride.

- All right.
- It's that direction.

It's, like, 30
kilometers or so.

It's not very far.

- Thirty...
- Twenty miles.

Twenty miles?

I had a great time today.

Me too.

Here.

I, uh, I got you something.

Me? When?

Well when you were browsing,
I noticed this,

and I thought you'd like it.

I love it.

It's so beautiful.
How sweet of you.

Thank you.

It was fun, though.

Sorry about this.
I'm sorry.

Is it safe
to leave you with him?

Of course it's safe!

Who are you?

Just a friend.

What do you mean,
"is it safe"?

What kind of stupid
question is that?

I can drive her back.

Maybe we could both share
a cab back to town.

Don't worry.
I can drop you, okay?

I was drawing her,
and I couldn't resist.

I'm human.

There is nothing more
beautiful than a woman

with no clothes on.

And she has a perfect form.
Look, look.

I really should be saying
toodle-oo.

We-we...
we have an arrangement!

- Did she tell you that?
- Paco...

Well, basically, um, uh,

we were sightseeing
and then we had a flat tire.

There was no spare tire.

Sometimes she thinks
she's my moral judge.

Don't you agree?

No, don't-don't-don't...
Stop.

Stop. No.

- Don't get him into this.
- All right, now...

Excuse me.

Sorry. I'm sorry I said that.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

Well I'm sorry about that.

It was inexcusable.

Well it's not your fault.

It's okay.
Just don't...

don't let it spoil the day.

Excuse me, I...
my English is very bad.

Pero, Paco loves you so much.
Okay?

Ciao.

Are you gonna be all right?

Yeah.

Sure.

Oh, hi.
Uh, Mort, right?

- Right.
- Tomás introduced us.

- Yes, exactly.
- I'm Gil.

- Hi, hi.
- Yeah, hi.

So how's...
how's your health?

- How's my health?
- Well, yeah.

Weren't you seeing Dr. Rojas?

Oh, yeah. Oh, yes.
Much better.

- I'm much better.
- Yeah, Joanna is so great.

She's just great.

I know.

But have you ever
met her husband?

Oh, yeah.
He's a... he's a millstone.

I mean, I just can't believe
that she stays with that guy.

I know.
You know, he's kind of, um...

he's so crazy.

I mean, you know,
he's a wild... you think,

you know, he could pick her up
and throw her through a window.

I know. I know.

I mean, she rationalizes
staying with him.

I mean, she says that
if-if she left him,

he'd be totally lost.

You're a writer, right?

Since when did relationships
become rational?

The heart has its reasons.

How did the press
conference go,

by the way?

What press conference?

That big press thing
this afternoon.

Oh, there was nothing
this afternoon.

I mean,
unless you mean the thing

with the local government
and Philippe.

The Spaniards are initiating
a Luis Buñuel Award

to honor filmmakers,

and Philippe's
gonna kick it off.

But not this afternoon.
That's-that's tonight.

There was no action today.

You should come.
It's gonna be a lot of fun.

Are you gonna come
to this dinner thing with me?

I mean, we better hurry.

So the press conference
went well?

Yeah, it was fine.

I mean, it's, you know,
a press conference.

They ask the same questions
over and over and over again.

Must've taken all day,
with all those journalists.

Yeah, it did.

- You and Philippe?
- Uh-huh.

You know,
you don't have to come with us

if you don't want to.

I mean,
I know you hate these things.

Oh, no.
That's okay.

Philippe was being
honored with a Buñuel Award.

I went out of respect
for Buñuel,

a director I loved.

But my mind was on Joanna.

Talk about picking
the wrong men.

I left the dinner

while they were singing
Philippe's praises.

I remember my dream vividly.

Dinner was wonderful,

while the truffles
were exquisite.

My dear friends,

there is no food greater
than the food at San Sebastián.

To the film festival.

And to all the films
that make cinema an art.

Yes.

To the European cinema
and its golden years.

And to Philippe's film,
a work of art

and, let's also hope,
a work of commerce.

And...

to Mort's novel,

a work of neither art
nor commerce,

as it remains,
thus far, unfinished.

A work in no progress.

I predict,
if he does finish this novel,

it would be mired
with thoughts.

All foreplay, and no orgasm.

Well it's been
a wonderful evening

honoring the talent
and the genius of Philippe.

Here, here.

And I wanna thank you all
for coming.

Wait, wait, wait.
Wait, wait, wait.

Don't go.
Let's have another nightcap.

And Mort,
will you do me a favor

and stop mentally
undressing my wife?

I lift my glass.
It's been a great festival.

And I have to thank Mort
for the use of his wife.

- Here, here.
- I seem to have lost my shoe.

Would you a darling
and look under the table for it?

You know what I have here?

A hip flask?

Ah!

Why-why do you carry that?

If ever she leave me,

I put it to my head
and pull the trigger.

That's a little extreme,
isn't it?

Wouldn't a couple of Xanax
do the trick?

A man who cannot
see himself dying for love

is not a man.

Look at these people,

talking and exchanging
trivial opinions

and foolish insincerities.

Let's leave together now,

put our whole complicated
life situation behind us

for once and for all
and start over.

That's the nicest offer
I've ever had.

You can't spend your life
a hostage to Paco.

He's impossible to live with.

I've been waiting...
waiting all my life

for someone to come
and rescue me.

Let's go.

What's wrong?

I can't.

- You can't what?
- I can't leave.

I want to go with you,
but I c... I just can't.

I'm not sure what you mean.

- See?
- That's funny.

I-I don't feel
that I can leave.

What's wrong?

Well we're trying

to walk through the door,
but, uh, it...

- Just can't.
- It doesn't seem possible.

- Just walk through the door.
- Uh...

What's going on?

Can't leave.

We're...
we're trying to leave, but...

Well I have to go home.
I think I left the oven on.

- Huh? What?
- Hey!

- Wait, wait.
- Mort, wake up.

- No! No!
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

- What?
- Wake up.

- You're having a nightmare.
- I am?

- Yeah.
- What time is it?

Jesus. 4:00 a.m.?

- Where have you been?
- I was dancing.

- At 4:00 a.m.?
- Mm.

With who?
Let me guess.

With Philippe.
He's a divine dancer.

You smell from
diluted ethanol.

"Diluted ethanol."

Yeah, I'm a little drunk.

I've had a couple of vodkas.

So, you know,

this is the perfect time
to have this conversation...

uh, yes, I'm a little drunk,

and so I have the courage
of the vodka.

Listen.

Mort, I think
we should break up.

What do you mean?

Come on.

It's like we've been hanging
on the side of a sinking ship.

It...

our marriage doomed.

We both know it.

It just... it's gonna take one
of us to make the first move.

Have you been sleeping
with Philippe?

Never.

Except once.

Well, twice.

You know, if you count
the stuck elevator and...

I mean,
if we're gonna be honest,

you know, three times.

The beach, that...

you know,
but the most important thing is

is that I think that we lay
all of our cards on the table.

How many cards do you have?
52?

Listen,
I'm not a cheater, Mort.

Okay?

I mean, the thought
that I was a married woman

almost ruined
all the sex for me.

I think you're
probably right to...

call a halt

to what obviously has become
a kind of charade.

But, um...

I'm upset.

Yeah.

It's upsetting.

I mean, we've been together
for so long.

And it's just...
it's hard, you know,

when you get used to someone,

even though it's
kind of obvious

that this has been over
for a long time.

We just don't share
anything anymore, right?

And lately,

it just seems like
we get on each other's nerves

at the drop of a hat and...

I don't know.

I'm sure it was amazing
with Philippe.

Well, you know,

I mean, with us,
there's just no surprises,

and... with Philippe,

God, it was just like...

I just felt like
a woman again.

You know, just full of,
like, passion and lust

and kind of a feral animal,

just willing to try
and do anything.

Well so much
for the missionary position.

Mm.

I really think
it's better that,

when we get back...

you know, that I move out.

Well it's a big apartment.

It'll be empty without you.

I'm not gonna take
the furniture, you know?

I'm just gonna take my books
and-and my clothes.

Philippe's got a place. So...

I'll move in with him.

Oh, you know,
I am gonna wanna keep

that Andy Warhol silk screen

and that little
Rauschenberg print.

But I want you to keep
that caricature

that the guy made for us
in Washington Square Park.

"Orange juice for one."

Larry Hart got it right.

No matter how screwed up
and unpleasant

our marriage had become,

you don't just wash away
a relationship

that once had such promise

without a little melancholy.

What are you doing?
Taxi. T for taxi.

Oh, hi, Mort.

I'm so sorry.

Do you happen to have
Dr. Rojas's home phone?

I do.
Are-are you not feeling well?

Not perfect.

Oh, I'm very sorry.

Does anybody have a pen?

You know, I gotta say,

I'm... I feel so sad
that the festival's ending.

You know,
it's just been so great here.

I just love it.

Yes.

It's been a very
enlightening experience.

There you go,
and I hope you feel better.

Thank you.

Sí?

Hi. It's Mort.

Oh, hi. Hi, Mort.

In case you were wondering,

I got your number
from Gil Brenner.

I don't want to
bother you at home,

but I just wanted
to make sure you're okay.

Yes, I'm fine.

How about you?

Me?

I'm okay.

I just want to say I had
a very nice time yesterday.

And I did, too.

I'm sorry
it had to end that way.

Yes, well-well,
that-that's okay.

Um...

are you free today?

I'm just gonna stay home

and-and get some things done
around the house.

Catch up.

That's important.

Um, I'm a bit of
a neat freak myself.

Well...

the festival is
just about over,

and I'll be heading
back to New York.

Wow.
I'm-I'm jealous.

Throw a penny
in the sailboat pond for me.

Right.

And I-I-I so enjoyed

seeing all those sights
that you showed me.

The time passes
so amazingly quickly here.

Yes.

I mean, it's...

it's hard to believe
it's fall already.

Fall's my favorite
time of year.

Autumn in Paris.

But you're feeling okay?

No reflux? No...

No bumps?
No ringing in the ears?

I just love the way
you say, "reflux."

Are you sure you don't have
any free time today?

Mm. No.

I don't think
it would be a great idea.

No, I understand.

Okay.

Well if you ever
wanna have a hamburger

at the Minetta Tavern...

Who knows?

So, uh...

take care.

Bye.

I was feeling low and tired

from my encounter with Sue,

which left me sleepless.

Whenever I get depressed,

I always think

of my parents' friend
Rose Budnick.

She finally gave up.

Why are you here?

To have our final chess game.

I don't have a chess set.

I never leave
home without mine!

Why are you doing this?

To give you a chance
to get to know me.

To come to terms with me.

I'll never come
to terms with you.

Then you'll never be able
to relax and enjoy your life.

Why are you suddenly
being so kind?

You're usually ruthless.

I'm not ruthless.
I'm indifferent.

I just hate to see
a poor schmuck ruin his life

over the inevitable.

Well the way
I feel this morning,

you could take me right now
for all I care.

What's this morning?

Well I've had a chance
to look at my life

over the last few weeks,

and...

I realize I've made
a lot of bad decisions.

Like what?

Like maybe I
really was a snob,

the sort of pedantic ass
who puts people off

with my so-called
highbrow taste.

All I know is
my wife and I have split

and my life has come up empty.

Your life isn't empty.
It's meaningless.

Don't confuse the two.

It has no meaning
for everybody,

but that doesn't mean
it has to be empty.

You're a human being.
You can make it full.

How?

There's work, family, love,

the usual bullshit.

But it's reasonably effective.

Look, even if you strike out,
trying is good for you.

Did you ever read Sisyphus,
the Camus thing?

Yes,
and it gave me a bad dream.

I mean,

I'm pushing that rock
up the hill over and over,

and it keeps falling back.

And then I finally get the
rock up to the top of the hill,

and then what the hell
do I have?

A rock on a hill.

You're starting
to get me depressed.

Should I just chuck my book

and go back to
teaching movies?

I would.

Unless you want to end up
with 500 pages

of turgid whining.

And maybe
I'm just not a book writer.

Maybe I'm a book reader,
a person who likes to think,

a teacher.

My movie class was fun,

only...

maybe I was a little
too rigid in my approach.

I have to go.

I got a million
house calls to make.

No, wait! Wait!

Well don't worry.

I'll be back one day,

and then you'll think
it's too soon.

You'll be back?
When?

Depends.
Do you smoke?

No.

Oh.

The trick is to eat lots
of fruits and vegetables

and lay off the
saturated fats.

Oh, I do.
I'm very careful.

Good, good.

Make sure to exercise.

It doesn't have to be intense
as long as it's every day.

You're fading out.

No processed foods,

and don't forget
your colonoscopy.

So it was quite a festival.

I finished with a marriage
that was running on empty

and I had time
to think about myself

and examine my own life.

And then there was Joanna,

a lovely dream
that didn't quite come true,

but, for a while there,
it got my adrenaline going.

So maybe Sisyphus was right.

♪ When skies
Are cloudy and gray ♪

♪ They're only gray
For a day ♪

♪ So wrap your troubles
In dreams ♪

♪ And dream
Your troubles away ♪

♪ Till that sunshine
Peeps through ♪

♪ There's only
One thing to do ♪

♪ Just wrap your troubles
In dreams ♪

♪ And dream
Your troubles away ♪

♪ Castles may tumble ♪

♪ Fate, after all ♪

♪ Life's really funny
That way ♪

♪ No need to grumble... ♪

So...

do you have anything
to say to me

after everything
that I've told you?

♪ Just remember
That sunshine ♪

♪ Always follows the rain ♪

♪ Come on and wrap
Your troubles in dreams ♪

♪ And dream
Our troubles away ♪

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