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THE AUDITION

- Hi Dario. - Hi.

- No, he's not here yet. - Hello.

Looking for me? - A ton of people! - Thanks!

Hello? Who's this?

Speaking.

Regarding whom?

Sure. Can you give me the number? I'll call you right back.

I'm busy right now.

8-6...

Thank you.

Check this number for me. - OK.

A friend of Dino's? - Yes!

Hello?

It's Davoli again. Good evening.

Go on!

With De Laurentis? Why?

At least tell me what this is about.

What did he say?

Wonderful. Thanks.

Good evening.

Beppe? Beppe?

Anything new on De Laurentis?

Walter? Nothing on De Laurentis? - Nothing.

- This item isn't coming? - I'll try to ask.

Boss? There's exciting news which can go on the last page.

There are three columns already on the bread price hike. - Lose them!

Boss?

What's it about? - It's someone big. A lady.

- Who? - I don't want to jinx it by saying.

Give me two radio cars, a photographer and in a half hour I'll tell you all.

- Ok, you got it! - Thanks.

"THE COUNTRY TONIGHT"

Who's that?

- A guard. - Where?

- Good evening. - Can I help you?

I'm a journalist. I need to go to the press office. -Sorry, but you can't.

- Why? - It's closed.

- Is Dino here? - Dino?

- De Laurentis. - No.

He's not? His car's over there.

These are the orders, OK?

Agreed.

- Hello? - OK. Thank you.

Don't let him get in no matter what!

Dr. Alfredo, they say there's a journalist down stairs.

Dino? There's a journalist and photographer downstairs.

Who?

That's not possible!

But when did he come?

We absolutely need something to get him away from here.

We'll be ruined, if they manage to photograph her when she arrives!

Let me think. Wait a sec.

Did you recognize who it was?

Which journalist?

It figures!

Nobody must know about this audition.

After a year of secrets,

hard work, commitments...

You sent everyone away? Employees, workers?

Now listen to me.

Have the drivers ready to go.

We'll make a false exit.

We'll leave and return later.

We're going now. Bye.

I know, I heard.

- Good evening. - Evening.

Alfredo! Lawyer!

Dino!

- What are you doing here? - I have an appointment.

- With whom? - A princess.

With a princess?

What princess?

Why? You know nothing about it?

No, I don't.

- Must be something to it. - Whatever.

Wait all you want. - Oh, I'll wait!

- Wait up! - Yet it's a little cold, eh?

Ugo?

Talk!

Take my car. Tail them. Find out where they're going.

Hello?

All right. Bye.

A grey Lincoln just left the Grand Hotel.

You see?

Well?

The car belongs to De Laurentis' son. It was spying on us from an alley.

Let's pretend to go away too.

- They'll come back. - Why not?

Turn off the lights!

- They'll come back soon. - Let's hope so.

What's that?

It's the Bible Zoo...

...with Noah's Ark.

Where are you going? - I'm going to look.

Did anybody call? - No one.

Why in the world would she want to make movies!

Maybe she's bored being a princess.

With all that money?

I don't have the foggiest.

Shut up!

I see cars.

They're coming!

It's them! Giorgio!

Giorgio! Get it!

Get it! Shoot, Giorgio!

This side, Giorgio!

Quick, over here! Over here!

Was it her? - How do I know? I couldn't see anything.

We'll know when we print them.

Just a sec. Was that Soraya?

- Look, I'm not here. - You get it? He's not here!

- Ugo? - Talk to me. - Take my car,

Go and have this roll developed.

Bring us back the prints. - Very well.

Please, hurry!

Can I listen to some music during the makeup?

We'll have them get it right away.

Lights!

If you ask me, some slight shading

on the face will be sufficient.

I'll begin with a warmer, pinker tone.

Certainly.

How long does the makeup take?

- An hour and a half. - Then the hairdressers.

- Two hours and a half total. - Hurry then. The interior is all set.

Tosi, ready? - OK.

- Marco, can you remove the frame. - OK.

Give me the black one.

Close your eyes, please!

- How does one call Monaco? - I'll do it. Give me the number.

32-41-50

What could've happened to my mother?

Is the boss still there?

Get him for me.

Boss? Soraya is having an audition.

I'm ninety-nine percent sure.

OK, I see. Give me at least some time for the second edition.

Thanks.

Rotten luck! She's wearing a kerchief.

- You'd never know it was her. - We'll just say it was.

But a photograph needs a face.

Let's wait till she leaves.

Yes? She's been waiting.

Mama! Can you hear me?

I know. How are things with you?

I hear you. How are you?

Fine, thanks.

I'm you know where.

Yes, you know we're making that thing...

Yes, I can't... I can't say on the phone.

Good.

Mama, can you do me a favor?

Can you come to Rome as soon as possible?

No, I need you and your advice.

No, I can't explain it now. Can you come?

Please Mama, please Mama, try to come.

Take the next plane. I think there's one on Sunday.

I don't know, try me at home. I don't know where I'll be.

Or...

Maybe, I'll be at the hotel.

I'll call you. Will you come if I go to get you?

Yes, of course.

Yes, all right.

Thank you very much, Mama. I really mean it.

You're welcome.

I never thought this would be so long and hard!

I know but we've no choice. This is just the beginning.

You know, I now realize that the biggest irony is...

that you who always had such perfect control, now must do the opposite.

Yes, but I'll try. I will succeed.

I will try to succeed dear Goli.

I don't want to offend you.

You're not offending me, but I need your support.

How about we leave? - Where to? Just leave.

You haven't signed yet. We can just go!

It's too late for me. - No, it's not.

It's too late for me, dear Goli.

Maybe not for others, but for me it's too late.

It's too late for me now.

Move it to the right and put the crepe on...

the... French barrier above. - OK.

Oh, please don't.

Angeloni, don't take pictures now. We're not doing that!

Excuse me, princess! Can you come? I need to show you what to do.

What? -I need to show you what to do. Thank you.

You must be near the lights. Make sure it's a good spot.

Then here you call the extension... at 456... and then your dialog.

Is the framing ready? - Yes. - Done? Check please.

Roll film!

- Rolling. - Check!

Audition X1 the first.

- Thanks. - The telephone? - Down at the end.

- You think they're here? - Damn, I don't hear anything.

- Let's try another plan. - Let's go.

You can bet they'll be here all night.

- But how will it end? - Who knows!

They left a glove.

- Call them up. - What? - Call them up!

Hello?

What?

She's gone!

Are you sure?

Ivano? -Yeah? -Alberto said that she went back to the Grand Hotel.

Went back how? The car is still here!

Alberto? Did you see her?

All right.

Go home. Go to sleep.

Now! Go! Go!

Bye.

Dammit! They tricked us!

They left the other way.

Wait!

Hello? Can you give me the editor-in-chief?

It's Davoli. Please, phone the boss

and tell him I'll stake my job on it, but the news

that Soraya had the audition, can be published.

All right! All right!

I'll take full responsibility.

The title?

''Soraya the Actress''

OK?

Now get me the stenographer to write down the article.

Ready?

I'm starting.

''Princess Soraya the Actress.

Last night, in fact, the ex-empress of Persia

entered the studio in the city of,Rome

... De Laurentis...''

THE FAMOUS LOVERS

May I?

Thank you.

Isn't that enough? Will you stop?

Please move.

Robert?

Robert!

- Thank you. - Here she is!

May I? Look at me, please!

Smile!

Thank you. - Over here!

Here! Here! Stop a sec!

- Once more! Thank you. - Thank you.

Look here! - Stop now, please! I beg you!

One moment. -I beg you, let me pass! Enough! -Stop!

What's the hurry?

Please!

- Thank you. - Over here! Over here!

Photographers, photographers, photographers!

I wouldn't be surprised to find them one day hidden in here...

or here!

Please, gentlemen, where are you? Come out! Eh?

Come out!

Are you under here... or here?

Or here?

And you... always indifferent!

Only you matter to me.

But this is our life.

And I can't take it anymore! - It's not my fault!

I'm not a famous lover...

but a writer.

You know when I wrote my first and maybe last book?

It's been four years.

This stuff here you see...

should have been my second.

I know. I know it, Linda.

I'm always wrong.

You should go to bed now. You're tired.

Tomorrow is a very important day for you.

Waiter? More drinks.

My husband has always been one of your greatest admirers,

Mister Lennar.

Truly, I say. - Madame, for you.

It's so hard to concentrate today.

And Robert has all of my esteem and admiration.

It would do you good to write some more. - Yes!

But... now he's working on a new book.

No! No, gentlemen, please, no.

Excuse me, but you should know...

that it's this gentleman, the poet, who is receiving the award tonight.

Take his picture.

We are gathered here tonight to award the Guitry prize,

and I am pleased to see among us

the presence of last year's recipient.

We highly admire the work of Robert Lennar

and his next book which all await,

will deserve, we are positively certain,

the greatest... - Thank you very much dear, but...

I'll take over now, OK?

No... I don't think we're here to talk about me,

but to honor this... this poet.

And now that we've satisfied

our... our hardy appetites, perhaps it would be good...

to start talking about him.

He congratulated me a moment ago because I don't write too much.

I see he doesn't know the difference between moderation and sterility.

However, I was assigned the task to give him a little...

money which will be very helpful and...

and this... and this trophy

which won't be helpful at all. In fact, it's...

it's a too big for drinking...

and maybe a little too small to sit on.

- What talk! - Surely, he's drunk!

Watch now! The lady walks away.

I said it now, huh?

You see... she doesn't like poetry.

Don't worry if the lady leaves. This'll sell 10,000 more copies, Sir.

That's enough! I hope you're kidding!

Ah, OK, OK! Goodnight all!

My car!

Why did you do it? - Ah, why did I do it?

Answer me! Why?

Because... Because... Because...

Because...

I am fed up.

We should go away for a little while, you and me alone.

- Don't you think so? - Yes, I think so too.

It would be lovely to live here always.

Hello!

Linda! Robert!

How are you?

... while you're always so beautiful. What is your secret?

What is it that keeps both of you looking so young, hmm?

What is it? You've become the symbol of romantic love!

You're very organized, aren't you?

You could even bomb us from above with your helicopter...

without even landing!

I only need my pen, Robert, to knock a man down to the ground.

- What an effort you must make! - Stop it you two.

Robert likes to tease me...

but he knows how much I admire him not only as a writer

but as a master of publicity.

Remember... that scandal in Rome?

Anything to say about that night?

Lady Know-It-All declares: "No comment."

Fine, Linda, I leave you alone to your world.

I look for my mine.

- Tell me all the news, darling! - News,? There isn't any.

- How is Robert doing? Is he working? - Ah, yes! yes, I think so!

Or at least he's thinking about it. He works.

- On what? - A new novel.

It'll be a great event. It's four years since the last one, darling!

Well... Robert works slowly, you know.

You'd tell me, wouldn't you, if anything changed between you and him?

You know how much I love you both. At least, if you give me an exclusive

I could leak the news far more delicately than

those other vultures would. - This is ridiculous!

Nothing has changed between us.

Fine! What about your husband? - What could I tell you?

Doesn't he still keep in touch? He's become so powerful, it's scary.

I bet he could buy half of Europe.

I know!

If he could sell it for a profit.

Do you find Rudolf cruel and unjust?

Because he refuses to divorce me?

I can understand his jealousy, his... his anger over the scandal,

but now much time has passed. - The scandal follows us still.

No, not a scandal now but a legend!

You... You think he is still in love with you?

- Of course! - No, no, no...

I mean Rudolf, not Robert!

For heaven's sake, why don't you ask him yourself? - I did.

So now you know. He still loves you.

And I also found out

that Rudolf is arriving tonight.

Why?

But Linda, you've become so naive! Listen well!

He's trying to split you two up again.

I... I think that he's going to ask you to come back again.

Ah! he's truly an incredible man!

Don't you think that his is an extraordinary love?

Rudolf is coming here. He's arriving today.

You would like to return with him to enjoy his company, wouldn't you?

You'd like that?

You think so?

You see it?

There it is,... your husband's runabout!

It's arrived!

I always felt like a criminal in front of him.

Do you know what criminals want the most?

To be captured.

Did you know that? - Nonsense!

Who knows!

What are you thinking about? - Nothing.

See it?

Over there.

Yes, it's rather nice.

Your husband... in these two years...

has been very... very near to us.

Remember? Every time that we returned from traveling

he'd always send a car to the airport just for us.

No, not for us... for you.

In case I wanted to return with him.

He's a very determined man.

Are you determined?

Yes.

It seems they're having fun over there. - Rudolf likes to have fun.

I cannot imagine such an industrialist...

as a fun person.

Rudolf adored Strauss.

Conventional tastes. But befitting of the rest.

One would say you're jealous.

How strange!

Rudolf always envied people like you.

Really!

What...what a stupid idea!

Maybe.

Shall we dance?

Are you trying to stare me down?

Then tell me what you see.

Adventures... dreams...

and a desperate need to be free.

Are you trying to tell me

that it's all over between us?

Is it?

You know that I still love you.

What happened, Robert?

No... nothing, nothing, dear!

Good morning.

The porter! I would like the porter, please!

Is it you? Excuse me...

the yacht... the big one...

that dropped anchor in front of the hotel. Did it leave?

That's why!

It's moved on.

Thank you very much.

Excuse me! Listen!

Where did that ship go that dropped anchor yesterday?

Which ship?

You know! That big ship...

the one with... with the music and...

with all, with all of those lights.

It went back.

Thank you.

Robert?

Happy birthday... - Where are you? - to you! Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday my Linda, happy birthday to you!

Birthday? Is it my birthday?

Sure it's your birthday. Why, isn't it Tuesday?

So Tuesday is my birthday? - Yes! Tuesday or not, it's your birthday.

It's a new rule. We'll celebrate your birthday with flowers and champagne!

Champagne as well? - Certainly!

Champagne! We have to celebrate, don't we?

What?

Just celebrate! I don't know, everything and anything!

- How happy you seem today! - Ah, yes!

I think it's for you.

Yes?

Rudolf? Yes, it's me.

Rudolf asks if he can come over. He's on his way.

Fine.

Tell him he can come.

Yes, Rudolf. Come then. I'll wait.

Don't look at me like that.

You're very beautiful. - Thank you.

If... if I can do anything, let me know.

Here's your chance to be free.

Do you think that one can throw away two years of one's life without regrets?

Robert!

I never thought... that one day we would say goodbye.

When did we stop loving each other?

I don't know.

What's important is that we did love.

It's best that you go now.

Yes.

Yes. I'll see you later.

- Good morning, Linda. - Come in!

Thank you.

Good, Linda.

This makes me think of old times.

Remember how before

we never have had the occasion

to talk like this.

- You always were working. - Yes, yes.

But the last two years,

have allowed me to examine my conscience.

I realize now that I neglected you.

I changed too.

These last two years for me haven't been easy.

They haven't been easy for me too.

That's now all in the past.

- What I'm saying... - You don't have to!

Well... this...

is something which needs to be said clearly.

And so...

that only after some long and sincere reflecting, I...

You make me feel so guilty.

I decided to give you what you want.

Your freedom.

I don't think I understood, Rudolf...

Your attorney will find the necessary pretexts for the divorce request.

Are you sure this is what you want?

Yes. The point is this:

My attorney Gunter has written in a manner not entirely orthodox

a list of my faults to which we won't object.

I know it's absurd

I don't why, but

I always counted on your love,

that you would have waited for me, that I would've been able to return...

whenever I wanted to.

Two years are a long time, Linda.

A very long time.

I have no one else but you.

It's too late.

Goodbye.

So you heard it all.

Yes... up to the final syllable.

I'm glad that you're laughing, Robert.

I'm glad that you find it funny.

You were so sure...

so sure that he would've taken you back.

Enough!

What have I ever done to you?

You want to know?

OK!

Look!

Look at this sheet.

Blank! - It's not my fault.

We both know damn well who's fault it is!

Not a free moment to write

since I've been tied to your precious apron strings.

You stopped writing even before we met.

I became the excuse to justify your lack of ability.

At last, the lady speaks her mind! At last!

Go on! Continue!

Go on, let's hear it! Come on!

Come on! Let's hear what you really think.

Really want to know what you're good for?

You... the great novelist and poet

of drunken public scenes for the press!

Your shameful behavior

was only a need to dirty everything to bring it down to your level!

You pretended to be with me

only because you were afraid of being forgotten.

And I believed it was love!

Ah no, poor Linda!

Let's not talk about love.

You're too respectable to know anything about love.

You never loved me.

But I belonged to another,

somebody... richer than you,

more important than you, better than you

and you wanted to steal me from him.

THE LATIN LOVER

KLM announces the departure of flight n. 3...

Miss, what's the reason for your brief stay in our city,? - Business!

Rumor has it you're here to meet with a man.

What's his name? - Angelo Riboni. - And how old is he? - 72.

May I ask, Ms. Melville, what are your plans for the future?

A large Italo-American holding.

The world raves of the mysterious charm of your eyes. How did this come about?

Only the fact that I'm nearsighted.

Last one: upon your arrival in Italy, what has impressed you most?

The sheer brilliance of these questions.

Our agency has organized your stay, I'd say in the most scientific manner.

At your disposal, one of the nicest villas: very close, fully furnished.

Complete staff, with a background of pine trees,

Roman ruins...Saint Peter's!

What is the program? - Ah, here it is!

All marked.

Arrive at the airport at 8:00. Arrive at the villa 8:40.

From 8:40 to 9:30 bath, breakfast, etc.

From 9:30 to 11:00 shoemaker, tailor, jeweler etc.

At 12:00 audience with the Pope.

At 2:00 lunch...

with Mr. Angelo Riboni and administrators.

At 4:00 visit to the new facilities

and from 5:00 to 7:00 reading and signing of the contracts.

An airplane?

I like that white one. - That's the 12-34.

- The beige mink! - The 12-25.

- The chinchilla too. - The 12-40.

- Maybe that black one too. - Good. The 12-11.

Excellent choice, madame!

Thank you and goodbye. - Goodbye. Shall we go?

Would you like to see the shoes, madame?

Yes, please. - Hello? One moment.

The lawyer. - Thank you.

No, I don't agree.

We already spoke in Los Angeles.

Porter? Madame wants to see the shoes. - Right away.

Then the contract stays the same.

No! Not at all!

No, absolutely not! Do as I told you! Goodbye.

Tell me madame, which are to your liking?

Thank you, madame.

- All of them? - Yes.

In a half hour, I'll see the lawyers. - Very good, madame.

Allow me, madame?

This is Silvio, the butler and Liala, the maid.

Are we done? - Not yet. We have the hairdresser and Mr. Tucci.

Let Mr. Tucci have a seat. - Yes, madame.

- Hello? - This is a recording.

The subscriber is absent. For information call 112.

May I?

Come in.

You are Mr. Tucci?

What do you do?

Excuse me, I don't understand.

Latin Lover.

That's your profession?

A Latin Lover duly authorized from the Latin Lover Agency.

An Italian lover for foreign tourists.

Duly authorized.

Incredible!

Ready!

No thanks.

And what are your services?

It depends, madame.

A simple escort for tourist areas:

monuments, museums, Roman ruins,

or an intense night life:

restaurants, nightclubs.

A slow courtship

or a fast relationship.

Dancing...slow...

the slow rhythm...holding tight,

the caresses...the embrace

the kisses...

the thrills.

Wake up, pay attention!

Tell Mr. Riboni

that the paragraph was added by my New York advisors.

There are currency problems related to the Common Market.

Notify me immediately.

And you?

Latin lover, no?

Tell me, Mr. Latin Lover, who sent you here?

The same agency that organized your stay

in our beautiful Rome.

With what job, I would like to know?

The job to love you. - What?

To give you love anytime you want.

I see, but don't you find this absurd?

Why absurd, madame?

It's a time saver.

You're a business woman who needs to find everything well organized.

- But not love. - You say that?

- You can organize love? - Why not? Is it impossible?

Then it would lose all of its mystery.

Mystery!

Madame, do you think just anybody can become a Latin Lover?

If it were so easy, everybody would do it! It's an art.

In the Roman square, for 18 years, there's always been Armando Tucci.

A Latin lover known by all the world.

See this!

They never forgot me.

This one was Russian. A teacher

with two degrees and five languages. Her name was Katiuscia.

Dear Tucci,

under the grey sky of Moscow

I cannot forget your warm, deep gaze

etc... etc... etc...

This one Austrian. This one a Swedish lady.

Her name was Birgitta. After meeting me, she broke up with her husband.

He was a steel producer, world famous

for ball bearings. Check it out!

Dear Tucci oochee,

my great and tender lover,

how could I ever forget the sweetness of your kisses!

After you, my husband feels like an ice cube.

Believe me now?

Is that the American? - Yes.

A nymphomaniac.

I cry every night thinking about you. Remember when you sang ''Scalinatella''.

You smile?

Then you held me in your strong, hairy arms,

My sweet and savage animal.

I can't resist anymore.

I can't resist anymore.

I'm sorry, Mr. Tucci, but even if I liked this sort of thing,

I won't have the time.

What do you mean?

Not even in the afternoon? - Not even for a minute.

Madame... I know business

but one minute... tonight? - No.

Just great!

What did you say? - What do I do? That's your lookout, Mr. Tucci!

I'll wait outside? - That won't do.

Wait, madame! I know I can help.

They all say so at first sight. Then in a moment of solitude

they call me. And the agency has paid.

As you please, Mr. Tucci, just don't interfere with my work!

I have a very busy day. - Don't worry!

I won't intrude. I can wait. Many years, madame, I've answered the call.

Fine.

What shall I do now?

Certainly.

There at the end, we'll build the storage units.

Up ahead, we'll make the layout for the staff

and in the back towards the left, we'll put the power plant.

And these here are the outdoor sheds.

Very good.

How many volts? - 30,000 volts.

Who's singing?

Till tomorrow, madame. - I'll see you at the airport. - Thank you.

In paradise I race, to see your lovely face,

Your eyes just like a dove, speak to me about love.

Are you mine,

the most beautiful of all?

It is a love that won't pall...

undoubtedly...

you...you...

you are for me!

Good evening madame. Here I am. A drink, A cigarette? - No thanks.

Some music? - No, thanks, I don't have time. - All right, madame.

Until later.

Tell me, Mr. Tucci... what time does your work end?

Don't worry. I don't work by the hour. Well, as you wish.

I'll be here, madame.

Mr. Tucci?

Oh, God! What?

I dozed off for a moment. I was just thinking...

A cigarette? A drink? A little music?

Mr. Tucci, you've been here since eight.

You're tired. Why don't you go home? - Thank you madame...

but I'm at your complete disposal.

I'm very grateful, but I'm going to be busy the rest of the night.

I'll be here at 7:00 sharp. Is that OK?

I don't think we can begin our relationship at seven in the morning.

Come a little later. Come around 10:00 or 11:00.

Will you answer? - What? Answer it!

If it's my lawyer, tell him I've left.

Hello?

Who's speaking, please?

It's a prince. I'll tell him no.

Yes?

Yes... yes, I finished it all.

I took care of all my business.

The Pope, oil, furs. I'm free.

I ordered a dinner for two.

Yes, I was expecting you.

Yes, only us two.

I should wait two hours for you alone?

What am I going to do for two hours? You can't postpone your appointment?

OK. I'll wait.

Thank you.

Hey.

Enough.

Samba.

Hully gully.

Slow.

I prefer slow.

What's that? Sarcasm?

If you don't give in...

what am I to do?

This is a tough job.

It's no walk in the park.

Beautiful eyes!

Like a tiger.

Mr. Tucci, have you ever been in love?

I'm always in love, madame.

Do you want a squeeze?

Do you use the same techniques on everybody? - No, madame.

The gestures and words change...

according to the tastes and habits of the client.

Doll!

You intoxicate me.

The scent of your skin,

the warmth...

of your body.

Happy?

You can't!

No. I don't want to go out with some diplomats tonight.

No, I'm not alone. I with a man.

Yes. Very nice.

Don't worry. I'm going to bed right away.

Yes!

Yes.

Comedian!

Where are you?

I'll have him take me there.

Bye.

Mr. Tucci, what are you doing in my bed?

Are you sick?

Huh?

I said: ''Are you sick?''

So, what are you doing there?

What am I doing?

And you?

Mr. Tucci, are you insane?

A nap.

Don't be a child!

Get dressed, please! I want to go to Via Veneto.

It was a mistake, excuse me!

I though to be honest...

that you were on the rebound. I'll get dressed.

Mr. Tucci, why aren't you talking tonight?

What is it?

I'm very happy, madame.

You'd never guess but deep down I'm like a kid, who enjoys the little things.

Riding around in a car, sitting next you.

The people outside looking in, saying: ''Who's that next to Ms. Melville?''

''Who can he be? Must be a prince.''

Evening, Ms. Melville. It's an honor to have you.

- Hi, dear. - Evening Mr. Tucci.

Dino, an intimate table for two. A quiet spot, OK?

Right away.

Hi, Tucci. How are ya? - Don't pull on my jacket! Don't you see who I'm with?

Some champagne?

Waiter, champagne! - Right away, Sir.

Why do you look at me so?

I was thinking, given the chic locale, where one can do what one likes...

which do you like? A slow courtship or faster speed. Faster? - Slow!

Slow it is then. OK, yes.

That's Tucci with Ms. Melville.

What are you doing?

A slow courtship.

Any slower, I'll faint.

I do it for the people.

Excuse me, I need a minute. After, we'll have a dance.

Dino, do you know that lady? - Sure.

I come here with a famous international person

and you don't even take my picture? Where's the paparazzi!

I already called. They're here.

Ms. Melville and Armando Tucci! A trivial scandal!

I went to tell them... not to let in any nosy... photographers.

I'll open the champagne, we'll drink. - The Prince Confalonieri!

Allow me! Armando Tucci. Very pleased. - How are you? - How am I?

Not so good!

Madame! Where are you going?

- Madame! - Good evening.

I'm with Ms. Melville. Allow me! Armando Tucci. Very pleased.

Armando Tucci. Very pleased.

Here we are!

A great idea, this place is dead. Where are we going?

You go home. I met up with my friends. I'm spending the rest of the night with them.

- Our night out, the champagne? - You drink it.

Tomorrow we'll meet and settle accounts. - Then I'm staying here alone...

The blacks can go, but not me.

Taking pictures without me?

You know who that is? Ms. Melville. - You're telling me? She came with me.

I don't know... who that is?

It's Ms. Melville. We came together.

Uncork this!

Good morning.

Mr. Tucci has been here since seven.

Yes? And where is he? - He's waiting near the pool. - Fine.

Let me know when the car is ready.

- Morning madame. - Morning Latin Lover.

We have a little sum to be adjusted.

Nonsense, madame. - No, you have the right... - What adjustments? Nonsense.

Not for that!

Two drinks in via Veneto: 800 lire.

A bottle of champagne at the nightclub. You remember, madame?

8,000 lire. Plus 500 lire for a tip.

Ride back in taxi: 700 lire.

Total: 10,000 lire.

Don't forget the rose you gave me in via Veneto.

- That was my tribute, madame. - You're not a businessman, Mr. Tucci.

Please.

You seem a little sad. Aren't you satisfied?

You wouldn't understand.

Maybe not even believe me.

But this is the first time in my life,

that a foreign tourist has resisted me.

Mr. Tucci, I'm sorry but even you, pardon me,

couldn't possibly think... - No, no, no, no...

and is it your fault, madame?

It's me...

who lost it.

Don't say that. It's not true.

Madame...

tell me the truth.

Be honest.

During our brief time,

did you not feel...

one thrill...

anything?

Maybe.

Maybe, you say?

It's too little for me, madame.

That's why you went away with another man last night.

That's not true, Mr. Tucci.

He was a dear friend. I had an appointment with him.

You had an appointment, but...

I made such a figure in front of everybody,

that if word gets out in my circle...

I'm... I'm ruined, madame!

Do you fear for your prestige with the women you know?

It's not a question of prestige. It's something more delicate.

Madame, do you want to know?

I'm almost 40 years old.

I have a wife, two children...

and a mother at my expense.

Four mouths, madame.

This is your Latin Lover! - I'm very sorry.

I didn't know that you had a family to support.

Madame...

being seen with you in via Veneto last night...

was a great boost to my career.

A Latin Lover lives for this, the prestige.

I was set for a whole year.

Then, you dumped me.

I salute you!

Mr. Tucci... why don't you find another job?

I don't know... for example, in electric appliances,

in televisions. There's many in this field.

What field? I don't know how to do anything except make love.

It's all I've done since I was kid.

I took care of my eyes, my hands.

20 years of cold cream.

They're like velvet... feel! - Yes, I feel them!

What could I do? Appliances?

But what can I do to help you?

Do you need a loan?

No. It's not a question of money.

No, it is a question of money. But that can only come,

if people think you're somebody.

After last night, what will they think of me?

But who am I? I remember when I was a kid...

The car is ready, madame. The plane leaves in a half hour. - Ah, yes!

I'm sorry, Mr. Tucci, I must go. Goodbye. - Goodbye.

How?

Allow me! - One photo!

Come, enough! - Good morning, Ms. Melville.

How was your stay in Italy?

Marvelous! Simply marvelous!

The papers report a romantic relationship...

with a young Italian, what would say in response?

Everything is ready, madame. - I'll hold the flowers, miss!

Have a good trip, madame. - Goodbye.

Thank you.

Goodbye. Thank you..

What are you doing? - Nothing. I'm with the lady. - Get out! They're starting!

Come here.

Is this good, Mr. Tucci?

Many thanks, madame on behalf of my wife and mother.

Here! Great, one moment. - Don't hold so tight!

There. They're snapping, madame!

Thanks! - That's enough, Mr. Tucci! - One sec! There we go, madame. Great!

Madame, bad photo! A final wave! A final wave, madame! - Go!

Now they'll put me in all the papers.

Enough!

Get down... we're late! You too!

Please, hurry! We must leave! - I'm with Ms. Melville. Who are you?

Thanks, madame, thanks.

You set me up for the whole season.

It was a surprise for all... Oh Lord!

I'm carried away! Bye love!

Come back soon!

Soon!

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