A Little Romance (1979) - full transcript

A French boy (Daniel) and an American girl (Lauren), who goes to school in Paris, meet and begin a little romance. They befriend Julius who enchants them with his storytelling. In an attempt to ensure the teens' love forever, the three journey to Venice.

It's a time-honored profession.
An older one than yours.

Besides, you've had thousands of
dollars worth on the house as they say.

- Bingo.
- Bingo.


I hope, Mr. Secretary,
with this signing...

...France and the United States will
begin a whole new era in our relations.

The president wanted to be here,
but his wife... Look out!


Cut! Cut! Cut!

What are they doing in my shot?
Would you get them out?

- Isn't somebody posted out there?
- I'll see what happened.

Help yourself.

Would you get them
the hell out of here?

Okay. Have we seen
the doors yet?

- I don't think...
- No. Yes.

- I don't... I'm not sure.
- Lucy!

Have we seen the doors
in any shot yet?

- No.
- Okay. Leave the doors shut.

Shut. I think.
Look, what's that damn redhead's name?

- Monique.
- Monique.

You're nowhere near emotional enough.

He murdered your husband.
You gotta have tears.

- I can't cry if I don't have menthol.
- I don't like using phony stuff.

- It's got to come out of the moment.
- I'm using menthol in my crying scene.

You don't have a crying scene.

Okay, let's take it from the top!

Makeup, could you get
a menthol ball for Monique?

- Hi, Lauren.
- Hi.

- Enjoying yourself?
- Makeup!

Flying in!

Monique, look,
I've changed my mind...



Call me Bogie.

- Why?
- Because...

All right. No talking.
Quiet on the set.

Hold it. Hold it.
Are the squibs set?

Special effects?

When Monique fires, I want that mirror
behind Brod to shatter.

Because they belong together.
Lauren and Bogie.

- Lauren Bacall, Humphrey Bogart.
- It's a 12 million dollar picture.

You gonna tell me
I can't break one goddamn mirror?

They were married. Movie stars.
She called him Bogie.

That's why I said to call me Bogie.

Lucy, can I get a script over here?

- What are you reading?
- Nothing.

Lauren, darling.

What are you doing back here?

I bring you to watch the shooting,
and you sit with a book.

- I got bored.
- How could you possibly be bored?

George is one of the finest directors
in the world. I find this fascinating.

I could have done this goddamn
picture in Spain, you know.

Can you believe this?

A 12 million dollar picture and they
won't let me break one frigging mirror!

Sorry. I'm not used
to having kids on the set.

It's nothing she doesn't hear
every day at school.

I can show you the setup
through the camera.

Oh, I'd love it.

You had it. You had it.

Your mother?

She's very attractive.
Is she an actress?

- No.
- I thought maybe you came to watch her.

No. She came out here to watch him.

- George De Marco.
- You know him?

Sure. Bloody Tuesday,
Lips, The Dandelion Train.

I don't go to movies much.
Is he good?

- He stinks.
- Really?

- He's the worst.
- You're not just saying that?

The only people who like his movies...

...are two critics in Paris
and one in Pakistan.

I have to go.

It was good talking to you.

Maybe I'll see you again sometime.

Right. So long, sweetheart.

- I didn't know you knew French.
- I've lived here three years.

- How come you speak English?
- School, but movies mostly.

I like the American ones.

It's beautiful here, no?

It's awful places like this were built
when so many Frenchmen were starving.

This is fabulous chicken. You're lucky
to have a mother who can cook.

I don't have a mother. I made this,
and my name isn't really Bogie.

- I thought you said...
- A joke.

You see, Humphrey Bogart
was married with Lauren Bac...

Never mind. My name is Daniel.

- You from Paris?
- Just outside. La Garenne.

You live with your father?
What does he do?

He sort of drives.

- A truck?
- No.

- A taxi.
- You shouldn't be embarrassed.

- It's honest work.
- Not the way he does it.

- You have a father, or just a mother?
- I have a father. I'm on my third.

- Does she divorce or just kill them?
- They're still alive.

What does the latest one do?

- He's in telephones.
- Telephones? What does he do exactly?

Exactly, he's the head of ICT.

In Europe.

- So you're a capitalist.
- My father's a capitalist.

My own politics are more radical.

It's easy to be liberal when
you're rich. I've seen it in films.

Kid! Your mother's got half the crew
looking for you!

- I have to go.
- Me too.

- Thanks for the lunch.
- My pleasure.

- We can meet somewhere in Paris.
- When?

- Next week?
- When next week?

- Monday.
- Okay!

- Where?
- Where do you live?


I see you at the gare St. Lazare,
the train station, 3:00, Monday.

Under the clock.


Did you have fun
out at that chateau today?

How's our friend George?

He was so busy directing,
he barely said hello.

He's so inventive.
It's fascinating to watch him.

He has such a rapport with the actors
and the crew. Could you tell, darling?

May I be excused, please?

Don't you want dessert?

I gotta call Natalie
and get the homework.

On Friday night?
Don't be such a drudge.

- Watch some television.
- I missed a whole day of school.

I really don't want to get behind.
Excuse me.

She spent the time reading.

Shouldn't she be more interested
in watching a movie being made?

Depends on the book.

I don't know what to do.

I hoped she'd enjoy herself.

She spent the whole time reading.

Natalie? Lauren.
What happened in school today?

We played soccer with the boys.
Billy and another boy chose girls...

...to be on their team.
Can you imagine how nervous I was?

- He's your cousin.
- Second cousin.

The kids don't come out funny.
I checked.

- Did he pick you?
- No.

How can you have kids
if he won't even pick you for soccer?

In two years I'll fill out, my
mother says. Then he'll pick me.

It's a start anyway.

- What's the math homework?
- Pages 226 through 232.

God, it's so hard!
And Mr. Stuart gave us an awful test!

He says you're going to have to
make it up on Monday after school.

- Oh, no.
- Well that's what he said.

- I can't. I just can't.
- Why not?

- I met a boy.
- I can't stand it! Who is he?

- His name is Daniel.
- He's French! God, what else?

He lives in La Garenne
and his father drives a cab.

- A cab? Your mother will have a fit.
- Lf she finds out.

- You'd better not tell her.
- Are you in love?

You don't fall in love
with a boy you just met.

Are you?

- Yeah.
- Are you gonna see him again?

- I don't know if I can.
- You'll see what I've been through.

You don't know love
until you fall for your cousin.

- Second cousin.
- Right.

- Gotta go. See you Monday.
- Goodbye.

Reading something you
don't want me to see?

- It's just a book.
- I used to read those too. What is it?

An Introduction to Metaphysics,
by Martin Heidegger.

School has changed
since I was in seventh grade.

- I'm just reading it for fun.
- Fun?


Why were you hiding it from me?

Most people think anyone
who reads Heidegger is weird.

I don't. But I have to admit
that philosophy was never...

...one of my strong subjects
in college.


You really understand that?

Heidegger isn't all that hard.
His stuff is mostly etymological.

Like, "Why is there something
rather than nothing at all?"

You seemed a little distracted
at dinner. Anything wrong?

No, not really.

- Nothing happened that upset you?
- No.

I thought this summer we'd all
take a trip together.

You and your mother and myself.
We could go to Germany.

- We've never been there together.
- That'd be nice.

- Maybe you could meet Heidegger.
- He died three years ago.

- We probably don't want to bother him.
- No.

Damn rich American girls.
They keep you waiting.

I'll count to 20, and if
she's not here by that time...

...the hell with her.

One, two...
That's too fast.





I speak English.
Don't strain yourself.

- God! I'm so glad I found you!
- Where is she?

- You'd never, ever find her again.
- What's your name?

- My name? Natalie Woodstein.
- Natalie, where is she?

- Oh, yeah. She can't come.
- Why not?

She got kept after school for a test.
We've got this mean...

- Did she say when we could meet?
- Can you come Wednesday instead?

- Okay.
- Okay.

- She wants to know where. Here?
- No, this is no good. Tell her:

The Arc de Triomphe du Carousel,
in front of the Louvre.

- The Arc de Triomphe.
- No! Not the big one.

- The small one in front of the Louvre.
- In front of the Louvre.

Oh! That's the museum Louvre, right?


Thank God she got it right.

I was afraid you'd be at the other
Arc de Triomphe...

...while I was down here cursing you.
- Natalie's okay.

She's just kind of terminally dense.

She's the only one in the school
I can stand...

- Something the matter with your foot?
- No. It's just new shoes.

They didn't have my size,
but I liked them.

- They're very nice.
- Thanks.

- You sure you're all right?
- Fine.

Okay, then why don't we mosey
on down here a piece?

Let me carry your books.

You know...
Oh, I'm sorry.

That's okay.
I do that myself all the time.


- Oh, it's for school, an assignment.
- They assigned you Heidegger?

- Sure.
- They are teaching you existentialism?

Heidegger isn't really
an existentialist.

He claims he isn't.
His writing says he is.

- You read Heidegger?
- Not anymore.

He bores me. Especially his fascination
with the tall German poet...

- What's his name?
- Hölderlin!

Ever struggle through that stuff...

...like "The Death Of Empedocles"?

It's awful. I bet the French
translation is terrible.

- It's terrible in any language.
- I know! That's fantastic!

What's your IQ?

- I don't know.
- You mean you've never been tested?

- No.
- Why not?

- I'm afraid I might find out I'm...
- What?

A genius or something weird.

Well, people don't exactly
love smart kids.

I know.

I'm 167 IQ.

I won't tell anybody.

And I read Heidegger because
I want to, not for school. I was lying.

I lie all the time. You have to.

- Are you good at math?
- I'm sensational!

Especially things like probability.

- I've won 850,000 francs on the horses.
- 850,000?

Just on paper, naturally.

That's fantastic!


- You are English!
- No, I'm American.

I love Americans!
I was stationed there for a time.

You have been there?

- Once when I was little.
- Extraordinary city.

Very like Paris in many ways.

- You sure you're all right now?
- Perfectly, my dear.

Allow me to present myself.
Julius Edmond Santorin, retired.

To show there's no hard feelings...

...will you join me in a hot chocolate
and pastry?

- I know a delightful spot nearby.
- No, thank you. We...



It's years since I was in Washington,
but I have many fond memories.

We'll have lots to talk about.

I've never been there.
I'm from La Garenne.

I have been there too. Come along!

And so, Emilienne, we had not
been married very long...

...and she was not all that
sophisticated coming from Provence...

...was offered vodka
by the Russian ambassador...

...and she, thinking it was water
and following the other guests...

...swallowed it straight back.

You can't imagine her surprise!
I shall never forget her expression.

You were the ambassador
to the United States?

I was simply a humble attaché
at the embassy.

I didn't become ambassador
until the end of my career.

Then it was Liechtenstein.
Delightful spot...

...but hardly the top
of the diplomatic ladder.

Oh, that's fantastic!

What an incredible life
you must have had.

Please. Julius.

- You make me feel my years less.
- How old are you?

No longer young, Daniel.
No longer young.

- Your wife Emilienne?
- She has been gone 12 years now...

...to this very day.
I was on my way to the cemetery...

...when I ran into a large,
round object.

A football, I think it is called.

- I never saw it.
- I said I was sorry.

She won't mind my being a little late.
I go to see her every week...

...with all the breath,
smiles and tears of all of my life.

- And if God choose...
- And if God choose...

...I shall but love thee
better after death.

- You know it?
- Elizabeth Browning, my favorite poet.

- She was ours too.
- Fantastic!

Yes! She's no longer so much
in the fashion...

...but how we loved her.
I'll tell you a little story.

When Emilienne and I lived in Venice...

...we rented a small villa.
One Sunday the plumbing went out...

...and I couldn't get a plumber so I
went down to make some repairs myself.

And crawling about in the dark
I came upon some papers.


- Have you guessed?
- No.

We had been living in the
Brownings' villa and didn't know it!

- Fantastic! Were they new poems?
- No, mostly drafts...

...which improved
when they were published.

Some of the
Sonnets from the Portuguese...

...and pages from a journal she kept
describing the people they met...

...the places they went,
the trips to the Lido...

...the kiss under the bridge.
- What bridge?

There is an old Venetian legend
which says that...

...if two lovers kiss in a gondola
under the Bridge of Sighs...

...at sunset when the bells
of the campanile toll...

...they will love each other forever.

And they did?

She died in his arms
some years later.

And you and Emilienne?

The legend is true.

- Isn't he the most incredible person?
- Incredible.

I mean, what a life he's had.

He's so dear, so sensitive, you know?

Don't you think so?
Isn't he wonderful?

Yes, he is wonderful.

I'm having a birthday party a week
from Friday. I want you to come.


Hi, Mother.

Hello, darling.

- Hi, Richard.
- Hello, sweetheart.

How does this sound for the party?

Caviar on tiny potato skins,
smoked Scotch salmon...

...oysters on the half shell,
champagne and Russian vodka?

I'd just as soon have
cake and ice cream.

- What are you talking about?
- My party.

This is for George's wrap party.

Wrap party?

- Don't you know any of the jargon?
- I guess not.

When a movie finishes shooting,
there's a wrap party.

- You invite the actors, producers, crew.
- So we're having them all here?

Of course not. I'm just having George,
the cast, a few critics...

...friends, the Schwartzes, Bernard
Durand, food editor of Le Monde.

- When is it?
- The 3rd.

But that's my birthday.
We're not gonna have a party?

Shooting ends on the 3rd. On the 4th,
everybody's leaving but George.

- I'm sorry.
- I've got an idea.

Lauren can invite some friends
to the wrap party.

Combine them. Lauren's birthday and
George's wrap party. What do you say?

- Okay.
- Thank you, darling.


In a way,
that solves one of my problems.

Who is she going to invite
to her party?

She doesn't have any real friends
other than that Natalie.

I know. It's been hard for her,
being the kind of kid she is...

...living in a foreign country
these last few years.

- That's why I've changed my mind.
- About what?

I've accepted that transfer to Houston.
We're leaving next month.

- We talked about that, and I...
- I know.

I think we made the wrong decision.
For Lauren.

And for us.

Well, but...
But Houston's so... Well...

Houston is so...


Until about 500 B.C., the Greeks
perfected their carving techniques.

You can see these statues are different
from those Egyptian statues...

...in their depiction
of the human form.

Praxiteles, for example, is a master.

See how he really shows
the anatomy as it is.

Notice the detail of the musculature.

Over here, on the other hand,
we have Doriphor by Polyclitus...

...and a perfectly splendid example
of the school of Athens...

...the magnificent Torso of Apollo.

The strength of Greek sculpture
is due...

Have you ever seen a real one?

One what?


Whose? His?

- Whose?
- You know, his. Daniel.


God! Have you ever, you know?

Done it?

- All the time, every which way.
- God, Lauren!

I would've preferred to have waited,
but you know the French.

Works like this aren't mentioned
by the classical Greek...


- Where what?
- Did you do it?

There's this old mattress in his cellar,
and we...


As we come downstairs, we'll see
on our left the Apollo Belvedere.

The original is in the Vatican.

It was supposed to show
the ideal model of a man's body.

Note the bow in the extended arm
and the head turned sideways...

...as if following
the arrow with his eyes.

This is only a replica,
not a very good one.

Let's proceed to a later period.

I want you to come
to my birthday party on Friday.

Invite me over
to your place tomorrow night.

What for?

I don't really want you
to invite me over.

I wanna go out with Daniel.

I wanna tell my mother
I'm at your place doing homework.

When you're supposed to be
at my house...

...I suppose you'll be doing it
in the mattress in the cellar!

I was teasing you.

We've never done anything
except go to the movies.

- Really?
- Really. He's never even touched me.

If you ever do,
promise to tell me about it?


Three seconds of bare ass
and they won't let us in.

We'll take our business
where we're treated like adults!

- We don't have to do this.
- Yes, we do.

Have you seen those movies before?

Sure. Londet's father owns
this porno house. We go all the time.

- That was it?
- Yes.

- Why did we go past it?
- You'll see. Just follow Londet.

They get right to it.

I just noticed
there aren't any subtitles.

I sort of get the gist of it anyway.

She's so pretty.
Why would she...?

What is he making her do?

I've never seen one of those before
either. I wouldn't have taken you.

It isn't like that.
That's something else.

It isn't love.

I used to think...

...maybe a long time ago, like...

...like in the time of the pharaohs...

...or Louis XIII...

...that there was somebody...

...made just perfect for me.

I mean, when you think about it...

...and consider
that your feelings of love...

...begin when you're about 10...

...and if you live to, say, 70...

...well, that's pretty limiting,
because what chance is there...

...that he'll be alive
at the same time you are?

I feel the same thing.

I mean, even if she lived
in my lifetime...

...what if my perfect woman
lived in India or California or Brazil?

What chance is there that I meet her
when I live in La Garenne?

- It's incredible, isn't it?
- Absolutely.


A six-month shooting schedule
must be killing you.

Hey, Brod.

Brod! I'm so flattered
that you could come.

George told me you never
show up at these affairs.

What the hell? The booze is free
and maybe I'll get laid.

He is such a delight.

All next week, it'll be mixed soccer.
Billy Duchin will be permanent captain.

Yesterday, I bribed him to pick me
at least once. God! Isn't it romantic?

- Having a good time?
- Fine.

- You could have invited more friends.
- They were busy.

- Billy Duchin and Jimmy Ford could come.
- I don't want them. I barely know them.

Sorry it's not much
of a birthday party.

It's no big deal.

- Yes?
- We came to see Lauren.

Lauren. Lauren!

- Hi, Daniel.
- Hi. I brought Londet.

- Bonsoir, Londet.
- Good night, yes.

Mother, this is Daniel Michon
and his friend, Londet.

Londet, this is Natalie.

Lauren thought you weren't coming.
I'm her father.

Good to meet you, sir.
Lauren speaks highly of you.

I'm delighted you could come.

Thank you for exciting me.

Why don't we go up to my room?

What a lovely idea.
Go on ahead.

I don't know, letting Frenchmen
in your daughter's room.

Could be dangerous, huh?

- Yes. I don't.
- Is it okay that I brought Londet?

Sure. He and Natalie
are made for each other.

With her French and his English,
they won't understand a word.

This is your room?

It doesn't look like you.

I know. My mother decorated it.
The only thing here that's me is me.

- What'd he say?
- He sleeps in a bed with his sister.

God, how awful!

She's great-Iooking
and has huge boobs.

What'd he say?

He said he has a great amount
of affection for her.

- Where'd you get that?
- We can't toast your birthday with Coke.

- Great, come on.
- I'm not having any.

At least try some, Natalie.

- I like your father.
- Richard? Yeah. He's nice.

Why you call him Richard?

I called the first two "Daddy." It's
easier to lose a Richard than a father.

Here's looking at you, kid.

Come on.

My birthday.
You drink champagne.


- Happy birthday, Lauren.
- Happy birthday, Lauren.

Look, presents!
Let's open the presents.

- Okay.
- Let's open your gifts.

It's a book. It's Nancy Drew
and the Ghost of Blackwood High.

- Hope you don't already have it.
- No.

It's one I missed.
Thanks, Natalie.

You can't give this up.

I want you to have it.
I couldn't get one of Heidegger.




Thank you, Londet.

What I find absolutely devastating
about your work...

...is the way you go beyond
the rationally acceptable.

You're looking for art in that beyond,
wanting the unknown...

...the dangerous, to take over.

You're such a reckless artist.
You're almost irresponsible.

Yes, but just when you think
you're totally out of control...

...you suddenly astound us
by making us...

...face our innermost frustrations.
- Right. I'm glad you got that.

Many people don't get that in my work.
Shooting a film is the easy part.

Hey, kid, how'd you do?
Did you score?

I heard a story about a French boy...

- You apologize to her!
- It was a joke!

Your jokes are as rotten
as your movies.

The winner and new champ by TKO.
Hell of a right hand there, kid.

Like when you hit Ward Bond
in Sin Town.

- Who?
- Ward Bond.

- In what?
- Sin Town. Don't you remember?

Ward Bond.

Sin Town.

I'm fine. He caught me,
I just wasn't ready.

Lauren, upstairs to your room
immediately. You, out.

- Simmer down.
- I want him out.

- My coat is upstairs.
- Get it!

Dinner is served, everyone!

They've been drinking!
Richard, he's gotten her drunk!

- What have you gotten into?
- Wait a minute, Kay!

Hey, kid. Are you sure that wasn't
Richard Widmark I belted?

No. You never made
a picture with Widmark.

I didn't?

What is going on...?

Jesus Christ, Richard!
Get in here!

- They've been having an orgy!
- Don't be ridiculous!

What were you doing?

We had champagne
and I opened my gifts.


Some gift!

- I'd better go with Londet.
- Au revoir, Natalie!


It wasn't all...

You are never to see
that boy again, ever.

Until school is over. Then it won't
matter. We're leaving for the States.

The States?

Your father took a job
in goddamn Houston.

We leave at the end of the month.
Get used to the idea.

- Why now? What's the hurry?
- I just wanna be able to see you.

It'd be easier if we waited until summer.
Then we could take off somewhere.

- I don't wanna wait.
- Why not?

Who knows what'll happen
in the summer? I wanna go now.

- We'd get caught.
- Eventually.

- Where would we get money?
- I've got Christmas money saved up.

Christmas money won't get us far.

This is really a terrible movie.

All De Marco's movies are terrible.
I told you, he stinks.

My mother's been watching me
like a hawk.

This is the only place
she'd never suspect we'd meet.

You really want to take off now?

Maybe we can make it for a week
before we get caught.

- You mean it?
- Where do you wanna go?

- Venice.
- Why Venice?

That's where people go
who are in love.

- But that's in Italy. It's...
- Please?

Venice it is.

Don't keep me waiting
with no money!

I couldn't leave without Natalie.
She was late.

- What did you want?
- I've got an idea.

- Keep an eye out.
- I wanna hear. I helped you sneak out.

- Natalie!
- I won't move.

Don't worry.

God, it's him!

- She doesn't know what we're planning?
- Of course not.

How much was that
Christmas money you have?

- About $ 150.
- Okay. Here is my idea.

I told you about my system
with the horses.

- I've won over 850,000 francs.
- On paper.

I can take your 150
and try to hit a parlay.

- How often do you win?
- About 45% of the time.

- Which means 55% of the time you lose.
- I'm not a computer.

Would a computer help?


Sure! You can take all the variables
for each horse in every race...

...cross-program performances,
make out ones for different jockeys...

...different distances...
- What's that for?

You really are smart, you know?

- Yes?
- Mr. King, your daughter's here.

She is? Send her in.

Take these to Kendall.
Have him sign them and mail them out.

- Hello, sweetheart.
- Hi.

- To what do I owe this pleasure?
- I need a project for science.

I chose computers. I was wondering
if I could play around with one.

- Maybe you could show me.
- Because I run this place...

...doesn't mean I know how these
machines work. We have people for that.

I'll get somebody who understands.

- Claudine?
- Yes, Mr. King?

Take Lauren down to operations...

...and tell Martin that she'll be
asking questions.

- Of course, Mr. King.
- Now, you see? Simple as that.

Thanks, Richard.

How's Daniel?

- Mother told me I can't see him.
- I know.

You like him?

How can I not like somebody
who punched George?

Martin can see you now, Lauren.


There we go.

Now, Miss King, what kind
of information are you looking to get?

I want the three horses
with the best chance to win...

...each of the eight races
at Longchamp tomorrow.

I need to program the performance charts
for each horse going back for a year.

Then I want to cross-correlate
the data...

...taking into account the variables
of different times and distances.

- Forget it.
- Why?

I've been developing a program
to do that for a year.

I'm not even close.


Would you mind showing me your theory?

Show you my theory?

Just give you 10 months of my
calculations? Is that what you want?

You said it isn't working.
Maybe I can help you with it.

I got it!

I got it! Look!

- It's useless.
- What?

I said it's useless. All our work.
The whole damn thing.

- Why?
- Because we are stupid, that's why.

I'm stupid. You have
to be 18 to place a bet.

- You do?
- Even if we won, we still couldn't go.

- Why not?
- We can't cross the Italian border.

- Why not? We don't need visas.
- They won't let kids across alone.

We need an adult.

- Are you sure?
- Positive. I checked.

Can we sneak across?

There will be border guards,
barbed wire, machine guns.

I've seen it in films.

I want to go to Venice.

I'm not gonna give up this trip.

All we have to do is concentrate.

- I've got it. I've got it! Come on!
- Wait! What is it? Wait!


- Where is he?
- I don't know.


We have won all this?

Why don't we stop now?

We can get to Venice
on what we have in great style.

Last time I was there, Emilienne
and I stayed at the Gritti Palace...

...for 200 francs a day.
- Okay. 5000 on number...

Five thousand?

Five thousand on number six to win.
Trip Across.

Scratched! Damn!


- Wait a minute.
- Pick the next horse, then.

No. Something's wrong here.
I should've seen it before.

Your computer screwed up.
Monaco never did well before...

...and your computer friend
picked it to place. Impossible!

- Snow Queen.
- But the readout...

I've won with Snow Queen before.

Put it on number two,
Snow Queen, to win.

Come on.

Come on.

There is no way that Fille De Fermier
could've won that race. No way.

It's okay. Don't feel bad.

We came close.

- Where's Julius?
- Getting a drink somewhere, probably.

What does it matter?

- I'm sorry.
- It wasn't your fault.

I should have followed your instructions.
It was wrong of me.

- Whatever the result, I apologize.
- What are you talking about?

I didn't bet on Snow Queen.

At the last moment,
I had this sudden hunch.

And I put all the money
on Fille De Fermier.

You mean we won?

Fille de fermier in French means
"farmer's daughter."

Emilienne was a farmer's daughter.
Actually, he owned 30,000 hectares...

...but technically, he was a farmer.

You're the most wonderful man
in the whole world, Julius!

I spent a week handicapping these
horses and you win on a lousy hunch?

I'm afraid so. What does it matter?

The important thing is that Lauren gets
to Venice to see her poor mother...

...who, at the sight of her, will
recover much, much faster, won't she?

Would you rather we had lost?

If we'd lost we couldn't go,
and now we can.

If you think Julius is so wonderful,
why don't you just go with him?

Because Venice wouldn't mean
anything to me without you.

And he lost all of our baggage,
except for two pieces.

One containing seven pairs
of my shoes...

...and a small case containing
all of Emilienne's lingerie.

You couldn't buy clothes
in Nairobi in those days...

...so for a full week I could
change nothing but my shoes...

...and Emilienne, her underwear.

And I was furious, but Emilienne
just laughed and laughed.

She had a very hearty laugh
for a small woman.

It surprised many people.

Well, I think I'll go to the club car
for a Dubonnet.

- Unless you care to come along?
- No, no, you go ahead.

Well, I will be back shortly.

- What's wrong?
- Nothing.

Something's wrong. What is it?

It's hard to have a good time,
knowing my parents might be worried.

Why would they be
worried about you?

They think you're in Mont-Saint-Michel
on a field trip for three days.

Don't they?


If Natalie calls they'll find out
there's no trip.

You were supposed to call her
and tell her not to call you.

- I forgot.
- You forgot? How could you forget that?

- There's so much on my mind...
- You want to get caught!

- That's not true!
- Is too!

- Is not!
- Is too.

Is not.

Is too.

- Hello?
- Natalie?

- Lauren, where are you?
- Why?

I called you. Your mom wanted to know
why I wasn't in Mont-Saint-Michel.

I said, "Why would I be there?"
She got all hysterical.

She started absolutely pumping me.
She talked about calling school.

Oh, no.

- Lauren.
- What?

- Why are you at Mont-Saint-Michel?
- I'm not.

- What are you doing?
- Calling Natalie.

- Hang up!
- Tell my parents I'm okay.

- Where are you?
- I'm in Italy. I'm okay.

- Hello?
- Mrs. King?

It's Natalie. I just talked
to Lauren on the phone.

She's in Italy! I guess she got
away long enough...

- Where in Italy?
- I don't know.

They made her hang up
before she could say.

I can't believe you'd do a stupid thing
like telling her you're in Italy.

- She sounded so worried.
- Incredible.

- Now where's Julius?
- He was in the club car.

No, there he is.


- Julius!
- You better get him.

- Which the great Lucian said:

"He may have been an impostor."

Julius, the train, it's leaving!

I left my money in my vest...

...and my vest is on the train!



- The money's in his vest!
- We've got to get off.

But we'll lose the money!

The train is going too fast.
He'll never make it.

- Are you hurt?
- I'm okay.

- You should have gone without me.
- No, we couldn't.

The money's on the train.

If there's one thing
I've learned about life...

...if you miss one train,
there's always...

What? There is always what?

There is always...

...one's feet.

It is very kind of you
to offer us a lift.

You have to be very careful
who you pick up on these roads.

You could be robbed,
you could be kidnapped.

- You could be bored to death.
- We're tickled pink for the company.

We haven't run into anybody that could
speak decent English in a week. Right?

Where can we drop you folks?

We don't want to take you
out of your way.

- Where are you headed for, Mr?
- Duryea. Bob Duryea. Columbus, Ohio.

- Columbus.
- The missus.

We thought we'd spend the night
at Verona and then go on to Venice.

Well, that'll be just fine.

Just fine.

She sounded awfully scared
and said she was in Italy.

I heard a kidnapper
tell her to hang up.

- Are you sure it's a kidnapping?
- Of course it is!

You read about them.
You're doing nothing!

It is a classic case,
like in one of my movies.

This is life imitating art.

The Italian police say your daughter
was aboard a train...

...when it stopped
at the border in Italy.

The telephone company
says she called Paris.

To me! God!

They got off the train in a hurry...

...leaving behind a coat
with 18,000 francs.

The ransom money!

There's no ransom.
Nobody's contacted us.

She was traveling with two people.

One's named Michon.
We have no record of him.

- Daniel! God, they've got them both.
- What?

- Michon, that's Daniel's last name.
- My God, that filthy French boy!

Not that the French are filthy.

It's just that this
particular French boy...


The man who's with them
is another matter.

Julius Edmond Santorin.

He has a long criminal record.

People think Romeo and Juliet...

...were the product of Shakespeare's
imagination, that is not so.

As a matter of fact, Romeo and Juliet
were born right here in Verona.

- I don't believe this.
- You don't?

Excuse me, I didn't mean you.
Janet, how many shrimp did you have?

- Four. No, five. Five.
- That's right. That's what I had.

See that guy over there, at the next
table, that Italian? He has seven.

Don't tell me they don't
see Americans coming.

Romeo and Juliet came
from right here in Verona.

Tomorrow we can see
Juliet's tomb and the balcony...

My wallet! My wallet's been stolen!

- Bob!
- It's gone!

- Are you sure?
- Of course I'm sure!

I put it in this pocket
when I cashed a check.

- Right, I saw you. That's terrible.
- Yes, you did.

- How much did he get?
- I don't know.

Must've been a couple hundred dollars,
whatever that is in lira.

Damn country! Luckily, I let Janet take
my credit cards and traveler's checks.

You've both been so very kind
to the children and to me.

- Please, let me pay for it.
- I couldn't let you do that.

- I would really feel it an honor.
- That's very nice.

- I mean, it's so embarrassing.
- It's not embarrassing at all.

And if you please...

...here is just a little contribution
towards the gasoline.

- That's very... No, I couldn't.
- Thank you so much.

- Otherwise, we couldn't go on.
- What's money?

Yes, thank you. It's so embarrassing.
He's very nice, isn't he, darling?


- Good morning!
- How are you?

I'm fine.

Good morning, sir.

Where are Romeo e Julieta?

Romeo and Julieta?

The little boy and girl.
They couldn't wait.

They got up early
and went sightseeing.

- What are you looking for?
- The Grand Canal.

- The Grand Canal is in Venice.
- I know.

- We're in Verona.
- I know we're in Verona.

I left the Verona guide in Padua.

- What do you want to see in Verona?
- A hairdresser.

Janet, you just had
your hair done yesterday.

Look at it.

You're right. You look
for a hairdresser...

...I'll go look for a good
cup of coffee.

Janet, look. No, don't look.

Over your left shoulder,
that man reading the paper.

- Isn't that that girl, Loretta?
- Lauren.

- Lauren, yes.
- Yes.

What's she doing
in a foreign newspaper?

Well, read it.

What does it say?


You speak the language.
What does it mean?

- Bird. Peace.
- It doesn't mean bird or peace.

- Wrong. "Where."
- What?

- They want to know where she is.
- She's right up here, isn't she?

- I don't know.
- Let's get a paper.

I can't believe we've actually seen it.

I mean, the real Juliet's balcony.

Fantastic, huh?

- Why didn't you tell me?
- What?

About this!

You lied to me.

You weren't going to Venice
to see your sick mother.

You were running away, both of you.
And you have made me a kidnapper!

I'm sorry, Julius.
We'll explain everything to them.

They won't listen to you.
Don't you understand me?

- They'll put me away.
- Put you away? What for?

Because I'm...


I can explain.

If we don't get out of here fast,
we're gonna be explaining to the cops.

They'll be watching the station,
checking cars.

You're right.



We've got to go back.
He'll never catch up.

All right.

Where is he?

You didn't have to try to win.

All we had to do
was get out of town.

Good idea.
Let's get these off.


I never did like wearing a number
when I didn't have to.


...what kind of crook are you?




A pickpocket.


A language totally lacking
in imagination or subtlety...

...but yes, I am a pickpocket.

I'm sorry, Lauren.

The money to pay
for dinner last night?

I had to get you to Venice.
How else was I to pay for the food...

...and the rooms and the bicycles?


It gets worse.

- That day at the races...
- I don't want to hear.

Well, I do. Go on.

The horse you picked
for the last race lost.

Yes, but the horse you picked won.

Thank you for thinking that,
but if I could pick horses...

...I wouldn't have to pick pockets.
- You stole that money.

- Yes.
- 20,000 francs?

A good day.

Your hunch wasn't
better than my system.

Why did you do it?

Because I had to get you to Venice
to see your poor, sick mother.

Are any of us so blameless?

What will we do now?

Venice is out of the question.

They know we were heading there.
It will be alive with police.

Well, at least we got to Verona.

Almost as good as Venice.

After all, Verona was good enough
for Romeo and Juliet.

True, it didn't turn out
so good for them, but...

I haven't told you something.


I have to go back.

We always knew we'd get
caught sooner or later.


I mean back to the United States...

...in two weeks.

For vacation?

For good.

That's why I wanted
to go to Venice.

Not just to run away...

...but so we could kiss
under the Bridge of Sighs...

...at sunset when the bells tolled...

...the way the Brownings did.

And then we could love
each other forever.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because I was afraid you'd think
it was dumb, and it was.

It was all a bunch of lies,
wasn't it? All of it.

You never lived at the
Brownings' villa, did you?


And Emilienne, she was
a lie too, wasn't she?


There was an Emma...

...I loved very much.

But she was young and couldn't wait
for me to finish my term in prison.

But no, there was no Emilienne.
She was a fantasy.

She was a lie!

She was an attempt to bring...

...a little romance into my life.

That's pretty sad.

Any sadder than sitting
in a darkened theater...

...pretending you are Robert Redford
performing heroic deeds?

What am I supposed to do?
Shoot it out with the bad guys?

No, I'd take the girl I love to Venice
and kiss her under the Bridge of Sighs.

Why? That legend is just
another one of your damn lies.

You could make it true.

Legends are but stories about ordinary
people doing extraordinary things.

Of course, it takes courage
and imagination.

Not everybody has that.

I may be an old fraud, Daniel,
but I do know this:

Something that two people
who are in love...

...create together
against impossible odds...

...can hold them together...


Where are you going?


Who else wants to come?

Police are police,
in Venice or Verona.

I hope they don't expect us
to do this in here.

- Bonjour, Madame King.
- Bonjour.

Monsieur De Marco, Monsieur King.
This is Mr. Michon, Daniel's father.

Would you please come in?

We have just received word
that they were seen in Verona.

- Are they still there?
- We don't think so.

There was a local athletic event
they used to slip past the authorities.

I could do a better job
of finding these kids.

You're free to try, monsieur.

Perhaps you could win yourself
another merit badge.

Do you know what
we're going through?

- The thought of Lauren with a pervert...
- He isn't a pervert.

He has a record as a pickpocket,
not a kidnapper or molester.

You want to know what I think?

- I think she ran away with Daniel.
- Ran away? Richard...

If they ran away, why is
the old guy with them?

I don't know.

- Why would she run away?
- They were spotted again.

I'm flying to Venice to coordinate
things. Care to go with me?

Yes. Thank you.

- There's a flight leaving at 12:15.
- I'll meet you there.

I want to come with you.

Well, someone has to stay here
in case she calls.

- Kay, listen, it is a good idea...
- George.

- Yeah?
- Lf you don't mind...

...I don't think we're going to need
to see any more of you.

- I think that's up to Kay, not you.
- It's up to Kay and me.

I've been standing around
watching this go on between you...

...being too civilized
to fight for her.

If I'd told her how much I care,
she wouldn't need you.

- You don't have to listen.
- She does.

You're forgetting I've been
in your shoes. I'm her third husband.

I took her away from
somebody myself.

You came along when Kay needed
excitement, but it wouldn't last.

All you're interested in is seeing
if you can take her from me.

Well, you can't.

He's been nice enough to offer us
a ride. Get in.

- You're being highhanded.
- I'm sure you can find your way home.

The basilica of San Marco was built
between 1063 and 1073.

The five great domes were added
during the 13th century...

...and after the sack of Constantinople
in 1204 by the Venetians.

Byzantine artists were brought in
to transform this basilica...

...into the treasure
we are about to see.

- Yes, ma'am?
- How much did it cost?

That's hard to say, but in today's terms,
several hundred million dollars.

Then you'd think they could
get it cleaned.

Well, I wouldn't know that.

- Please follow me.
- Notice this end is sinking?

- Much more. I wonder why.
- Maybe because that end is rising.

How long are we staying?

And here is good evidence that Venice
continues to sink on its own foundation.

You can see the watermarks
here where the flood of 1966...

...flooded the whole floor
of the basilica...

...and filled the crypt
up to the ceiling.

Rough seas and high tides remain a
present and increasing danger...

...to the preservation of San Marco
as well as all the banks.

Solutions are being sought.
But the experts' opinions conflict.

Now, if you follow me, we shall begin
the visit of the basilica...

...from this altar.

It was dedicated to the Madonna
and finished in 1617.

Above the altar, you can admire
the Madonna of Nicopeia...

...the renowned
and highly venerated icon...

...which was brought here
from Constantinople in 1204.

There are more than 40 iconographies
of the virgin in St. Mark's.

She welcomes you
at the threshold of St. Peter's...

...and the chapel of St. Clement.

And she is repeatedly
portrayed in the crusades...

My God.

Do you wish to confess,
my daughter?


- Quick. Come on.
- I'm so tired.

You can rest later.
Come on, quickly.

- I can't go any further.
- Yes, you can. Come on.

Gondola! Hello!

- Maybe we should...
- What?

Take that gondola and head
to the Bridge of Sighs now.

- It's too early. The legend says sunset.
- What legend?

Our legend. It's going to be sunset
when the bells toll or not at all.

Now, come on.

Wait, wait.

The police are there.

We'll go in there.

- No. Not this one.
- Why not?

I'd rather be captured than
sit through that again.

- That one.
- Yes!

Here. Here.

Take these and take the money.

But what about you?

I will come back around 7,
plenty of time...

...to reach your bridge by sunset.
- What about you?

The three of us together
are easy to spot.

See you later.

Gentlemen, I believe
you are looking for me.

I am Julius Edmond Santorin.

- You're going to see him.
- Who?


- Suppose the police come in here.
- Don't worry. I'm watching for them.

The blue-eyed one,
that's Paul Newman?

Very good.

Now, again.

What did you do with the children?

I can't tell you that. Not yet.

When, then?

- What time is the sunset tonight?
- Sunset?

Yeah. What time?

- About 7:30.
- Can you hear the bells from here?

Of course.

Until they toll...

...I won't tell you...

...a thing.

Wake up, wake up! We're late.

- We'll never make it.
- We'll make it. Don't worry.

Wait, wait. This is the best part.

- Where's Julius?
- I don't know.

We can't wait for him.
We've gotta find a gondola. Come on.

We want a gondola.

- Bridge of Sighs, and step on it.
- 15,000 lira in advance.

- We've only got 12.
- 12,000. Take it or leave it.

- No. 15.
- Go to hell.

You go. You go.

- What are you doing?
- My father's a cabdriver.

- I know how to deal with these bastards.
- All right, come on. I take you.

But I won't sing.

Thank God for that.

Inspector Barloni?
Inspector Leclerc de la Sureté.

Nice to meet you.

This is Mr. King, Lauren's father.

Monsieur King...

May I present myself?
I'm Julius Edmond Santorin.

Mr. Santorin.

Your daughter...

...is a very lovely girl.

Where is she?

I'm sorry they hit you.

I'd like to talk to Mr. Santorin
privately, if I may.

I assure you, Monsieur King...

...your daughter is safe...

...and well.

- What are you doing?
- There is the bridge.

- You've seen it. Now get out.
- You've got to take us under it.

This is as far as I go for 12,000 lira.

Damn it! It's just down there.

I don't understand.

If you assure me that she's safe and well,
why can't you tell me where she is?

Where is Lauren?

At this moment,
she is in a gondola...

...going under the Bridge of Sighs.

What for?

A kiss.

Michelle, darling, I'll take that.
You get the bag in the bedroom.

Michelle, would you get my brown
leather bag...?

Gloves, upstairs in the bureau?

- Oh, my God!
- Get in the car, Kay.

- Do you see who's there?
- Get in the car.

- Go ahead.
- Thanks.

Nice car.

We have a lot of luggage.

The furniture's going to be sent on later.

This is my address.
I'll write every day.

Well, probably not every day.

I don't want you getting sick of me.

It may be a while before
we see each other again.

I know.

By then we'll be like everybody else.

We'll lose our lead.

I'll come to Paris with a bunch
of college friends.

I don't want you to be like everybody else.
I don't want to be like everybody.

We are not now,
and I hope we never will be.

We are different...

...and I am glad.


We will be exceptionally gifted
and remain true to each other.

We'll remember every detail, everything
that's happened since we met...


Call me Bogie.

- I forgot what I said.
- You said, "Why?"

And I said:

"Because they belong together."