All language subtitles for La.Notte.1961.Criterion.Collection.1080p.BluRay-en

Easy, come on.

That's it, now it will be better.

What do I have to do?

Tommaso Garrani,
room 103.

seventh floor.

Wait here a moment.

Attention,
the doors are closing.

Please press
the button of the target floor.

Excuse me.

The phone doesn't work.
I don't know how to fix it.

Can you...?

�You can notify the operator
down?

He is with morphine,
but he is awake. Come in.

There was talk of an operation.

We have decided not to.

Now it would be useless.
Excuse me.

Tommaso.

- Shall we bother you?
- My friends, come.

Lidia.

Hi Tommaso.

how are you?

The operation was successful,
but the patient has died.

sitting.

What do they tell me?

I have read that today they present
your book. Are you happy?

- Don't talk to me about that.
- Why not?

They are things that have to be done.

What counts is the book.

Lydia, why don't you sit down?

They can smoke, if they want.

No, thanks.
I am not tired.

I have brought you "Literary Europe"
with your article on Adorno.

I already have a copy.

What do you think?
Do I include it in the volume?

Is very good. I have read it
above, I must reread it.

Yes, include it.
A stupendous volume will come out.

Already. I would have to rethink it.

These days I have not had
a lot of time to think about it.

That which are my only
days off in 3 years.

there is a certain irony
on my holidays.

Lydia, you look very pretty.

Marcella also wanted to come,
but i thought...

You have done well.

I don't want to see anyone.

It is incredible how you lose the desire
to pretend at certain times.

Not with you, it's different.
She expected them.

now i see things
with some lucidity.

I'm sorry I spoiled you
so many nights with my presence

in your beloved home.

It's your house too, you know.

Yes, I know.

How many things do you end up knowing,
staying alone for a while.

and how many things
you have left to do.

I suspect I've been left out
of a company that belonged to me.

I have lacked strength
to get deeper.

Many times I comfort myself thinking
that I also lacked intelligence.

to you? then i should leave
to write and look for another job.

I think you do
the modest.

It's okay to insult each other
from time to time.

used to put things
on your site, to cheer up.

Have you bought it?
I wanted to bring you a copy.

I have not only bought it,
I am also reading it.

I have read only 50 pages.

I hope that
let me finish it.

There are things that I love.
The piece of the bathroom, for example.

It's the best thing you've ever done
If the morphine doesn't betray me.

with the morphine,
everything becomes important.

So it must be the morphine.

But, seriously
do you really like it?

Yes, Giovanni.

You will end up being very successful.

Yes. Actually,
I fear ending badly.

Do you see the advantage of death
early? You get rid of success.

My mother.

Good morning, ma'am.

how are you,
Tommaso?

Poor mom.
7 hours by train,

and now here what, to make me
company, he doesn't even sleep.

Today is Saturday, right?

Yes, Saturday.

Talk to me about you.
Who are you seeing these days?

we're not seeing anyone
since a time ago.

To the same as always.

Everything is very difficult these days.

We hang out in the car
to move. It's not fun.

We are almost always at home.

And your trip to Greece?

- We haven't decided yet.
- It was your idea,

when you heal...
- Treat me like a friend,
not like an invalid.

I know very well how it will end.

Excuse me.

By the way, I have given instructions
to my publisher regarding rights.

After all, he is the one who pays.

No, it's nothing.
forgive me.

Don't push yourself.

Do you want me to call the nurse?
Or better we go?

No, stay.

What a beautiful place, right?

everything she hated
now it is my furniture.

I never would have imagined
such a fancy ending.

Seems like a fraud to me.

Someday, hospitals will be
like night clubs.

People want to have fun
until the end.

The champagne.

Thank you.

In these cases one
he craves champagne.

And he sees that I don't like it.

Even so, he has fancied me.

They have not been surprised.

Cheer up, feel good.

Excuse me, miss.

I never dared to ask
by name before.

My name is Elena.

Thank you.
Does she not drink with us?

No, thanks.
She doesn't force herself to speak.

such a beautiful creature
comfort the sick.

He doesn't know how to do anything.
It's just pretty.

Sometimes,
beauty is demoralizing.

Giovanni, do you serve?

Clear.

Just for me?
And you, Lydia?

No thanks Tommaso.
I couldn't.

Giovanni, don't let me drink alone.

- Mother, some champagne?
- Just a little.

I have to go.

Giovanni, stay.

I have to go.

- See you tomorrow.
- Yes, thanks. tomorrow.

Do you want to go too?

No, I'm staying
a little more.

Goodbye, Lydia.

see you again

See you soon.
See you tomorrow.

they are the only friends
that I have.

The others are known,
coworkers...

...but they are good people.

Giovanni is a writer
and he is famous.

If one day they are going to visit you...

They have to go one day...

You make them a good meal and
you give them the room that he gives to the garden.

Yes, if you wish, we will go.
I promise you.

I bet instead of morphine,
They give me distilled water.

how was the concert
of Backaus?

I did not go.

Do you have a match?

No, matches.

Get up, come on.

I only needed
the nuisance of the book

If you don't feel like coming
leave it, I go alone.

I'm fine.

Aren't you tired?

Yes, maybe a little.

I have to tell you something
that you will not like

Is it necessary?

Yes.

Something happened to me at the clinic.
Something very unpleasant.

I've seen that girl again.

What girl?

The girl in the hallway.

She was at the door.
I didn't understand what she wanted.

Have you entered his room?

She grabbed me like a wild animal.
She couldn't escape.

why do you say
what is nasty?

Don't you get it?

At first I thought there was
provoked me. It was horrible.

until the nurses
they arrived.

Good material for a story.
"The quick and the dead".

It's all
What you have to say?

What do you want me to tell you?

What has been ignoble of you?
What have I upset?

I don't understand you,
she was upset.

Let's drop the subject
do you care?

Maybe that girl is happy now.

why?

Because she is irresponsible.

Good morning, how are you?
Good morning.

My wife.

Hi Bombani.
how are you?

Congratulations, Pontano.

Thank you.

This is the hall of fame.
We have waited a long time here.

I will dedicate a copy
to our Nobel Prize?

Delighted.

A pen.

It is an honor.

Do you always sign on the left?

Yes.

And open your books too
to the left?

Could be.

It's interesting.
For your future.

yes?

I have high hopes.

- And a copy for my collection.
- For you, it's okay with
"Affectionately".

- Very good.
- This way you will learn to make dedications.

What prepares us again,
Pontano?

Nothing.

- Too bad.
- Always happens. You finish a book...

- Where is he?
- How I would like to write a book.

He claims that he is a Marxist.

Do you realize?

What's wrong with you?

Come here.
Why are you crying?

Hello.

- Doesn't he come to the sea?
- No.

- Then we talked on the phone.
- OK.

- Regards to Lydia.
- From you.

Mr. Professor,
the correspondence.

Thank you.

Frank?

Has the lady not returned?

Either
she has phoned, hasn't she?

- The food is ready.
- I'll wait, thanks.

If you have to go, go.

Thank you.

Wait here.

Enough! Enough!

Wait.

Good already.

I always wait for myself.
Good.

- Windy.
- Wow if it's windy!

- Would you like to go to the moon?
- Not me.

Lydia?

Giovanni.

Hi Lucia.
By any chance, Lydia...?

I didn't know you were home.

- Well...
- What a drag!

Paolo has a cold
and we have to stay in Milan.

I'm sorry.
I wanted to ask you...

Let Lydia pass.

I can't tell him, because he's not here.
She expected her to be with you.

I haven't seen her for two days.

Goodbye. Thank you.

Hello?

It's you.

Where are you?

In Sesto San Giovanni,
in front of the Breda.

Where always.

There are some guys around here.
You will like it.

They are playing with rockets.

Yes, they reach very high.
Is very pretty.

Don't worry.
Nothing has happened.

For the love of God.
I told you it was nothing.

Come find me, do you mind?

Come quickly.

If you want to meet someone,
there is a pension near here.

No, thanks.

How much is it?

900 lire, ma'am.

- Thank you
- You are welcome.

Follow our program
of light music.

What have you come to do here?

Nothing, figure it out.
I have passed by chance.

Come here.

It's strange,
nothing has changed.

I will change.
It will change very soon.

They were there.

Who?

The ones with the rockets.
They're already gone.

When we came here,
this way worked.

Please,
Can you pass me the sponge?

Hey Giovanni...

what?

I don't feel like staying
at home.

We're going home
of the Gherardinis.

wherever you want, but
let's not stay at home.

Sure, we go there.

- What do I want from you?
- I have no idea.

I will have seen it twice, in total.

- Will there be many people?
- Probably.

Every millionaire wants
to his intellectual

I will have chosen you.

Can you pass me...?

Is it new?

Yes.

What happens?

do you fasten me?

Do you know what I thought?

- Let's not go to the Gherardini's.
- Why?

I prefer that we be alone.
I want to be with you.

Sure, it will be better.

What's up?

It's so funny to watch you...

why?

I don't know.

Sometimes you seem very reserved
in front of me

What are you talking about?

Look at her.
It doesn't do bad.

Do you remember?

you have proposed
not let me see anything

Please don't minimize
always my part.

I also have
thoughts.

And now, what are they?

I don't have any right now..

but i'm waiting for one.

I'm sorry to come.

It's here.

Has he come to you?

Yes.

Is he a good one?

give it to me

Why not?

Where do they have the villa?
the Gherardini?

In Brianza,
half an hour by car.

Life would be bearable
if there were no pleasures

Is it yours?

No, I no longer have ideas.
I only have memory.

tell me what you have
in the head.

Then.

So let's go home
of the Gherardinis?

how have you changed
idea?

I don't know.

It's for doing something...

- The check, please.
- Right away, sir.

Have they all died here?

Hopefully.

who will read
"The Sleepwalkers" here?

Pontano, right?

I'm glad they came.
They have told me a lot about you.

We celebrate that you have won
his first race.

It's my daughter's horse.

-What is her name?
- Volfango.

He is a good horse.

You are very young.

Through his books, one imagines
someone older, with great experience.

- Have you read them?
- Do I seem so frivolous?

Come on, I'll introduce you.

It will be a bit complicated.

We introduce ourselves little by little
on the progress.

well we do
an overall presentation.

Lidia!

Hi Bernice.

- Do you know each other?
- To Lydia?

we have known each other since
that we were two years old.

My husband.

So we finally meet.

- Let them catch up.
- Clear.

Anthony,
put him to sleep.

- Why? It's so cute...
-If he stays awake, he gets nervous.

- But it's his party.
- He is only two years old.

Put him to sleep.
I don't want to misuse him.

And, here, temptations are not lacking.

Anthony, go.

And what do you tell me?

Don't look at me like that.
You see the years on my face, eh?

But you are prettier now.

What have you done?
You used to be very natural.

It does not bother you
to tell you, right?

I have been told
many times.

you always behave
like a whore

Are you married?

I do not live alone.
All alone.

I was born to be alone.

It seems that I am too sensitive.
Even my dentist told me.

And what life do you lead?
Intellectual environment?

We both live in Milan
and we never see each other.

We are always locked up.

Tonight, after years,
We have gone to a cabar�.

Look how beautiful the pool
down there.

I see the Grimaldi.
Do you remember her?

No Please.

what?

let's put aside
memories.

Put on some music.

Look, all over the compound
there are more than 3,000 plants.

Look how intense color
that they drink at night

Do you think roses sleep?

Yes, the space of one night.
"L'espace d'une nuit, madame."

"Antoine, les ciseaux."

Look how pretty.

She just woke up
and she already has the color of her lips.

Antonio, give them to Filippo,
He is the only one who knows how to arrange them...

so they don't remember me
to a cemetery.

Have you seen who has come?

Good afternoon.

I'm glad you came.

- we have seen each other
before, right?
- Yes...

Yes, indeed, but now
I don't remember where.

I think you two are bored.

- Shall I jump into the pool?
- Naked or dressed?

- Do you want one?
- I do not smoke.

I have heard very good things about you.

- Who built the villa?
- Vietti. Do you like it?

Cesarino, where are you?

- Here, sir.
- Accompany the gentleman for a walk.

What a pity that I can't see
The park is a beauty.

I'm going to Deauville
do you know him?

It's a little cold,
but I have my boat.

- Your boat?
- A yacht, to walk together.

Good evening, Bernice.

that is delicious.
I will have millions of debts.

Look who's there, Roberto.
Do you know him?

I present it to you?

what do you say?

He is an extraordinary man.
I am going to call him.

Hey, don't send me
more postcards.

You make me envy...

- How are you?
- Not bad.

- I came back the other day.
- What scoundrel, you live well, eh?

- It was a business trip.
- Yes, of course.

Well maybe.

Listen, that answer doesn't work for me.

Have you had dinner?

Thanks, later.

Look who's here.

Our friend, the benefactor
from Rome.

Mr. Pontano,
the Marchioness Gentili,

an orphanage specialist.

Do you smoke?

We'll take one

I see that in Milan people smoke a lot.

Miss Resy, come on.

This is Mr. Pontano.

The author of...?

What a wonderful book.

Excuse us. We have to talk.

one of the best books
that have been written

Very kind.

I have read it three times.

I'm sure I'm your
biggest fan of Italy.

I beg you to grant me
this privilege.

Why not?

You know, I would like to read a novel

about a woman who
she falls in love with a man

but what this man
he doesn't fall in love with her.

But he admires her intelligence,
her temperament...

They start living together and then...

how can it end
a story like that?

Of many ways.

she should be a woman
important, capable of sacrifice.

I already have the ending. she sacrifices
for the happiness of another woman.

But why does she sacrifice herself?

Because she does.
I feel like crying.

What are you doing?

Why don't you come with the others?

I'm going in a moment.

Do you find the environment interesting?

Quite. will it be possible
that you never have fun?

I have fun like this.

In the house, there is a girl
who is also very lonely.

It is she who reads "The Sleepwalkers".
And she is also a pretty girl.

Where are you going?

Pontano,
how are you doing?

Alone, I don't know anyone here.

So, as she was telling him,
Dear friend...

..today, talking about wealth is absurd.
For me, they are no longer rich.

But if someone wanted
get rich,

he would only give you one piece of advice:
"Don't worry about money."

I have always thought of my
companies as in works of art...

... and what she got useful,
I almost didn't care.

The important thing, for me,
is to create something solid,

something to remember

Yes, but not everyone
You want to create something lasting.

Excuse me, honey, do you mind?

What keeps a writer,
Let's put the case of him, Pontano...

..it's not about the idea of profit,
but out of a feeling of need.

Write because it is necessary
for himself and for others.

But you also have to live.

I have never worried.

Trust me, life is what
we create ourselves with our works.

You, Pontano,
What would I do if I didn't write?

Years ago, he would have committed suicide.
Now, I don't know.

Say you, Giovanni.

No, I don't feel that important.
There are other solutions.

How many times does a writer
ask if the writing will not be,

...an impossible instinct
to silence...

...but outdated.

This lonely job
handmade...

..pushing hard
one word after the other...

..this impossible job
to mechanize.

- Are you really convinced?
- No.

Industrialists have the advantage
to create your "stories"...

..with real people,
real houses...

real cities.

The rhythm of life and time
it is in your hands.

Maybe also the future.

My husband has had a day
particularly black.

Yes, maybe.

Are you one of many
who care about the future?

I organize it.

But the present is enough for me
There is so much to do...

Also, the future, remember,
it will probably never start.

The future will be something horrible,
don't you think?

What plans do you have for tomorrow?
Why don't they stay?

Honey, you always interrupt me!

Sorry.
We are leaving.

Go on. You said that the future
will never start Come on.

It's okay.

sit down.

Who knows what awaits us?

Maybe our privileges will be
trampled. And it will be lucky.

Yes, it will be lucky.

When I was young, ago
many years, unfortunately...

..I saw a world like that
in my imagination...

..and I started to work thinking
in a similar future.

Anyway.

Do you have something?

A cocac.

Cesare.

Since this morning she looks at him,
and she looks into his eyes.

Perhaps you will find some resemblance.

Or maybe wait for me to wake up.
Who understands cats?

White wine, please.

Get away, please.

- Why?
- Stay away.

Excuse me for a moment.

Look who's here, my flirt.
Dear Guido, how are you?

Thanks for coming.
You've lost weight.

Do you know someone who wants
play with me?

I do not serve you?

No, too old.

If I play with you, I will rejuvenate.

I don't want to rejuvenate.

why?

tell me.

I would have won.

The compact has to arrive
to these squares, to the last ones.

What are we playing?

Each one thinks what he wants to win.
In the end, we tell each other.

My name is Valentina.

Valentine.
Do you usually lose in this game?

I just made it up.
Once, I lost everything.

What game was it?

You have to do at least
seven centers.

I will be clear.
I have come to speak with you.

Good shot,
but without heart

Yes.

I'm afraid.

Go Go.

And this one,
she has too much heart.

I want to see you now.

Very good!

one for me.

My turn now.

She has missed the stone.

No. Really?

I'm sorry.

Wow, I'm so sorry.

Let's take a look, she can't be
very far. She has come unstuck here.

she may have arrived
to the garden

Very funny.

It doesn't matter.
She was a real ruby.

she has a lot of fun
being cynical?

You'll see, I send her to that painting.
It is very difficult.

Here goes.

there he goes!

It has been missing a little.

�15,000 for Valentina!

�20,000 for Pontano!

�30,000 for Pontano!

No, come on, they exaggerate.
It's too much.

-60,000 for him!
- No!

If they do this, I don't play.
No, I don't play.

he only cares
who loses

Typical of intellectuals.
Selfish, but full of compassion.

This is offensive. We are not at the racetrack.

There is a fresh horse
in the room?

Here it is.

I would like to have news
of Mr. Garrani.

Room 103.

when?

Ten minutes ago?

His mother was with him?

Valentine.

I a m a little disappointed.

From me?

And how can I repair it?

Shall we read a few pages together?

it would be a way
to be more together.

He has a lot of need
of affection?

you No?

I owe you an award.
I have withdrawn from the game.

let me taste a little more
this debt...

But remember.

It seems to me that I forget
every day of something.

- Goodbye. We call each other tomorrow.
- Yes, honey.

Ignazio, are you leaving too?

Yes. Thanks for the evening.
It's gotten very late.

- And you will have to lie down.

No, I'm not going to sleep.
It is he who gets up early.

Good night.

Good night, dad.

Goodbye, honey.

Well.

Shall we chat a bit?

- I'll wait for you tomorrow night.
- Of course.

Listen, mom.

Tell me, honey.

Pontano, I wanted to propose something to you.

- I need a man like you.
- What for?

I have a cultural program
for my employees.

I would like to modernize
my business.

There is no communication...

...among managers
and workers.

Do you know why?

because they don't know
the history of the house...

...they don't know anything about me,
that I have raised it

Let's sit down.

Well I want to build
a press address...

...of publicity
and public relations...

...but above all...

...of internal relations.

I would like to make a publication
about our company.

would I write?

Yes, but not only that.
I would like you to be a manager.

Is it a permanent job?

Clear. You would not like to participate
of the life of the company?

tell me,
how much do you currently earn?

I don't know.

His wife
She is from a rich family, isn't she?

He is well informed,
but I also have mine.

Also, I post a lot
in the newspapers.

I understand.

she would not like to be
independent?

In what sense?

Think about it.

And remember that my company has
a policy of high salaries.

Gentlemen, look what my cousin gave me.
Just got back from the US.

A little bag.
And he has put a dollar inside.

Look how far it goes
the strength of the dollar.

What are you doing there so alone,
Mrs. Pontano?

These writers!

How beautiful is this, isn't it?

Giovanni.

I'll be right back.

It could have gone well, only
that devil from Cariglia escaped.

and I couldn't reach it anymore.

you were wrong.

Escaping before instead of following him,
you won well, but you lost.

-Have you seen Miss Gherardini go by?
- No.

- Thank you.
- You are welcome.

dance?

Yes.

He doesn't know how to dance!

It's raining!

Everyone to the pool!

Look at that one there!

Stop playing!

Me too.

She's crazy. Crazy!

Don't be silly.

Where is it taking me?

go up.

Angelo!
Bring candles, please!

Touch me!
I'm soaked!

Giulio, where are you?

Pontano, where are you going?
Wait a minute.

Why don't we ever talk?
tell me something

Yes, after. then I'm going to
tuck her in and tell her a fable.

As if she was already
in bed.

No, later.

I tell you the story of a hermit..
Intellectual naturally...

who fed on the dew
and went down to the great city,

they made him taste the wine and from
then he became an alcoholic. Do you like it?

Yes, but I wanted a real one,
what happened to him

Worse stories happen to me.

I would like to understand what happens
Through the mind of a writer.

-What is his name?
-Friends call me Resy.

Resy, he just wants to understand
to the intellectuals?

No, to everyone.

well i guess
that he has a lot of work.

See you later.

Excuse me, I can't.

I don't destroy homes.
At least in this, I am sensible.

Now you go with your wife
and you stay with her the whole evening.

But it was she who
he had sent me to you.

She gives the same.
You pay your debts to her like this.

Valentina, it is very dark.
Where do I find her now?

tonight i was
very sad...

but playing with you
it has happened to me.

And now she turns to me.

It's like sadness
of a dog.

Do you have a cigarette?

I smoke cigars.

Excuse me, I'm going for mine.

Angelo.

Yes, miss?

More candles.

Very good, miss.

I think we'll have to
tell us something else.

OK. but..

I think love has
to be limited to one person.

It's something wrong
a prejudice that creates a vacuum around.

But not inside.

Even in the novel, come back
the fashion of feelings

I see.
You are gathering information tonight.

No. I don't believe me
able to write about it.

Not what to write, but how.

It's called a crisis, we have it many
writers today

but in my case

it's something secret
It affects my whole life.

You are a weak man...

like me.

why do you tell me
these things?

I might not understand you.

after all,
I like golf...

the tennis...

Cars...

parties.

And there is nothing else?

There is nothing else
that you like?

Yes.

All.

Can you help me?

Do you promise not to tease me?

I promise.

I got the dialogues
from a movie...

...broadcast on television.
"If I were you, Jim, I wouldn't."

Later, it has been heard
the barking of a dog, clear and deep,

which radiated with great pain.

Then I thought I heard a plane,

but then the silence came,
and I was very happy.

The park is full of silence
made of noises.

If you approach a tree
and you pay attention,

after a while you will hear a sound.

Maybe, it depends on us,
but I prefer to believe that it is the tree.

In that silence, some strange noises
they disturbed the landscape around me.

I closed the window, but they were still
the noises.

I seemed to be going crazy.

I wouldn't want to
hear nothing.

I would like to be able to choose them
during the day.

Same with voices and words.

How many words I would not want to hear,
but you can't evade.

You must bear them,
How do you withstand the waves of the sea...

...when you float in the sea.

Can you play it again?

I have deleted it.
It's nonsense.

Why do you do it?

because mine is not
an irresistible vocation.

And my mother says to be all
the day writing spoils the skin.

It's a shame to waste
so intelligence.

I am not smart.

I have a good eye, which is different.

I just look at things
I don't need to write them.

last year we went
to the US to see Julia.

Who is Julia?

The cyclone.

Surely, we will have the opportunity
to see each other often.

your father has offered me
work in his company.

Last year it seemed to me
to be in love with one, but...

I don't know, I must have a defect.
Little by little, I will calm down.

All the times I tried
communicate with someone...

...love is gone.

Was it when you lost everything?

why do you want to work
with my father?

You don't need money.

do you think?

you need a girl
to start over.

Not a girl.

To you.

Do not be afraid.

I don't have it.

see?

It's stupid.

How can they sleep? Something can always happen.

Nothing ever happens.

I already know. But I do not want to
think about wasting time.

Oh my gosh, guys.
You're going to give me a heart attack.

come dry
to my room.

See you Robert

A bit of ham....

He knows that D'Annunzio's tortoise
died after eating flowers?

You really don't believe me.

I'm going for a towel.

Take off your dress.
He's soaked.

Hey, Valentina...
That's what it's called, isn't it?

I don't like so much attention.
Speak freely what you think...

Feel free to say what you think.

But let's not pretend
we have something special.

I don't even think
proper to his character.

I don't think anything.
Do what you want.

Dry or not
we do not give it more importance.

Does our writer not drink?

No, thanks.

one day,
last year in Venice,

I invited that American writer to eat...
what is it called?

- The one who kills elephants.
- Hemingway?

Exactly, that.

My goodness, what a man.
He is a great artist.

When I told,
"Mr. Hemingway, I like you."

"I want to visit your factory
from Cuba one day."

Do you know what he answered me?

"If he comes to visit me,
I'll shoot him."

This man knows well
the business.

He earns all the money he wants.

Millions of dollars.

they are not negligible
Not even for an intellectual.

It's hard to say what he despises
or that he retains an intellectual.

one can never despise
the money.

Our time, sir...
it is vile and unphilosophical.

He dare not say
what is valuable and what is not.

As for democracy,
in a nutshell,

"Take things as they come."

I know this phrase

but it is offensive in this context.

why?

Because she said it smugly,

considering it was written
from despair.

What counts is what is said
not the intention.

I must tell you the facts
or do we avoid it?

We avoid it.

Goodness.
Confessions are not my forte.

In fact, I wonder.

Love, no.

Neither do vices.

I'm full of vices
but I don't practice any.

I don't even like whiskey.

Well I think I found
the vice that I like.

He is warm and good.

How old are you?

22...

And many, many months.

You don't know what it feels like
when the years weigh

and nothing makes sense anymore.

Tonight I wish to die.

I swear.

At least this anguish would cease,
I would start something new.

- Maybe nothing.
- TRUE.

At best nothing.

- Come on.
- Where? Wouldn't it be better...?

There was no jealousy in what
I have told you before.

Not even a little.

That is the question.

I hope we will see each other again.

Are they inviting me?

When you come back from vacation.
We will see each other in September.

I will be back very late this year.

Very late.

you really got me
worn out tonight

Do you mind if we stop by?

Don't listen to me.
I only cry over nonsense.

Do you want to laugh?

Valentina's father wants
to work with him.

He offers me an important position.

Are you going to accept?

No, I do not think so.

why?
It's a good chance.

you could have one
life more yours

I have called the hospital before.

- Tommaso is dead.
- When?

Why haven't you told me anything?

You were playing downstairs.

it really was
a good friend to you?

For me, it was so much more.

He attributed an intelligence to me,
He gave me a strength that I don't have.

But he believed he had her
and made me believe it.

how many days has passed
by my side...

..sitting at a small table
for me to study.

I was not interested.

I closed in band
with my little problems.

His insistence almost made me
I went crazy.

I came to almost hate him.

And there was not once
in which he told me about him.

Always me, me, me...

And I never understood it.

I never realized what
what was happening.

How ridiculous we are when we are young
with that absurd cockiness.

It seems that nothing has
what to finish

but you started
right away to tell me about you.

It was something new for me.

She was very happy.

Nothing in the world made me
feeling better.

Maybe because she loved you.

She loved you, not him.

His adoration tired me...

...even if you felt
flattered.

Isn't it?

Yes, but not much.

He was a vulnerable man.

If tonight I feel like it
to die...

...it's because I don't love you anymore.

This despairs me.

I would like to be old...

...to have dedicated you
all my life.

I would like to not exist anymore
because I can't love you anymore.

That's it.

It's what I thought

..when we were in
that club and you bored me.

But if you say this
if you would like to be dead,

means that still
you love Me.

No. It's just compassion.

I have never managed to give you anything.

I haven't noticed anything.

I've messed up and I'm still messing up
my life as a fool...

...receiving without giving,
or not giving enough.

Maybe I'm worth little. if it is what
you mean, you're right.

I spent entire afternoons lying
in bed, reading.

Tommaso arrived
and he found me there.

You could have caught me in your
arms if I wanted.

He wouldn't have turned it down
out of sheer boredom.

But he was happy sitting
and listening while I read to him.

All those useless books!

200 pages in one day.
He read very fast.

I have not given you anything.

It's strange that only now

I see that what is given to others
ends up benefiting oneself.

But what are they waiting for?

May the day be different
why do they play?

Lidia, let's stop this speech.

Let's try to stay
Clinging to something real

I love you.

I'm sure I still love you.

- What do you want me to tell you?
- Let's go home.

"When I woke up this morning,
you were still sleeping.

While little by little I came out
of my dream,

I have felt your soft breath,

between the hair
that covered your face...

..I have seen your eyes closed.

I could barely
contain my emotion.

I wanted to scream
and wake you up

why did you sleep so soundly

that you seemed to be lifeless.

In the dark, the skin of your
arms, from your neck, seemed so alive,

warm and dry, which I wanted
touch her with my lips,

..but the idea
to disturb your sleep...

...and to keep you awake
in my arms, he held me.

I preferred to have you like this,

something that no one could take away from me
because only I owned it.

An image of you forever.

Beyond your face, I saw my own reflection

in a vision that was
pure and deep

I saw you in a dimension that I understood
all my life,

all future years,

those lived before
ready to meet you.

This was the small miracle
of an awakening:

..feel for the first time that you
you belonged to me not only then...

..and that the night dragged on
forever with you...

..in the heat of your blood,
of your thoughts...

..of your will,
that was confused with mine.

For a moment, I have understood
how much I loved you, Lydia,

and it has been a sensation
so intense...

..that have filled me up
the eyes of tears.

I thought this
should never end

..that all my life should be
like waking up today...

...feel you, no longer mine...

...but a part of me,

...something that breathes with me...

...and that nothing can destroy it...

..but the clumsy indifference
of a routine...

...which I see as the only threat.

when you woke up

and with a half-asleep smile
you kissed me

and I have felt
that I shouldn't fear anything,

..that we will always be
like at that moment,

..united by something that is stronger
than time and routine."

Whose letter is this?

It's yours.

No...

I do not love you anymore.
I do not love you anymore.

and neither do you
you love me now

Shut up.

Say it!

No, I'm not saying it.