I Love N.Y. (1987) - full transcript

Music.

Yes, yes, I know keep it up.

Don't move.

Wait.

That's good.

Right here.

A little bit.

Beautiful.

Yeah.

[Camera clicks]

Hi.



Thanks for having me here.

Anytime.

[Motorcycle engine]

Music.

I must leave you now.

I'm sorry.

I cannot stay.

But in spite of you,

there is one thing...

I take away with me tonight.

When I enter before God.

Sweeping the bright stars from

the blue threshold

with my salute.



One thing, I'm staying...

By death, by doom and finger,

see it there.

The white plume over

the battle...

A diamond in the ash

of the ultimate combustion...

My...

Pernan.

Music.

[Audience clapping]

Bravo!

[French conversation]

[Laughs]

Sorry, Mr. Yeats.

Oh, Mr. Yeats,

that was the best Serrano ever.

Ah, yes.

Serrano, madam.

It's pronounced Serrano.

They call me...

What the hell happened

to cue 2-4-8.

For God's sake.

It's one of the best moments

in the play and I have

to share it

with everyone in the dark.

I'm sorry, John,

but then it's still my...

The thing is all in the theater.

Uhm, what the hell is all this?

A photo session.

Alright.

It's an honor to meet you,

sir.

I'm Mario Cotone.

Hey.

And this is my right hand,

Meg Kim.

I thought you'd be older.

Well, don't worry.

I appreciate young talent.

You know, I grew up watching

your films.

I've never seen you

on stage before

I've gotta tell you.

You know you really made me

feel for Serrano.

No, Serrano.

[Laughs]

Thank you.

Serrano.

That's what I said.

What kind of a stage manager

are you, anyway?

I mean, the leaves

in the last scene.

Every night they get

bigger and heavier.

Tonight, it was like

some goddamn

sand bag falling on me.

It nearly killed me with this.

What's this?

Ah, these are from yesterday.

Ah, I didn't see you there.

That's my style.

Hmm.

Now that lighting's good.

Show that to the boys,

there'll learn something.

Oh, get the hell out of here.

I love you, anyway.

[Laughs]

You're good.

You're very good.

Now, what else do you need?

Well, this was supposed to

be a home layout.

[Laughs]

Young man, this is my home.

Okay, ah...

I'll have some shots while

you taking your makeup off.

Fire away.

Alright.

Kim, put the light away.

I don't need it.

The mayor's outside.

No, Tom.

Tell him to go away.

I'll see him at the party later.

[Camera clicking]

Look, I hate to rush you

but I don't have a great

deal of time.

[Clears throat]

There, you both, uh, are

welcome to come to the party

later if you like, both of you.

But no photographs, huh?

Thank you.

Oh, by the way,

they asked me to get

a shot of you

with your family?

Absolutely not.

Music.

Hi.

Do you see that?

What?

Her.

[Laughs]

Wow.

Jesus Christ.

One smile.

Give me the camera

with full range.

I don't know about you,

I'm not staying around for this.

Shut up.

Here, spread your legs.

No, thanks.

You're not my type.

God damn it. Stand here.

Alright.

Come on, don't push.

Don't move.

[Camera clicks]

Shit.

[Camera clicks]

She saw us, we're history.

[Applause]

Mr. Yeats, it was truly an

outstanding performance.

Truly?

Truly.

The pants were too tight.

You are truly bad.

The son of a bitch

is kissing her.

I don't care if he's banging

her.

Let's get the hell out of here.

Go find out who she is,

where she lives and what

she does, okay?

Go and get her phone number.

Music.

Look at that.

I think I know somebody

over there.

Come on.

No, thanks.

It's all too weird.

But I'll call you later.

Bye.

Bye.

Like it?

I can't believe my father

gave you permission to take

my picture.

He didn't.

I couldn't resist.

Hey, you can have more

if you like.

You have a great look, you know?

I find it inspiring.

I realized that these pictures

don't really do you justice.

I'd like to ask you to pose

for me.

No, no, thank you.

Nicole.

Let let me take you home.

I don't even know you.

Ah, that's right. I'm sorry.

You know, my name is

Mario Catone.

I'm a professional photographer.

I just did a layout for

your father,

so that proves I'm not

a maniac, right?

Look, this may sound strange

to you but...

I've been looking for somebody

with just your look.

I really have to go.

Bye.

[Car engine]

What did he want?

I don't know.

He just gave me these

pictures.

Your father's not gonna

like this.

Hey, look.

I just wanna talk.

I just wanna talk, that's all.

I wanna just talk to you.

Hey, pal.

Why don't you give me a break

and pullover?

Come on.

Don't pay attention to him.

All I'm asking for is

two minutes.

I better not go back

to the house.

Don't exaggerate, Charlie.

He's not a maniac.

Do you believe this punk?

He's got the nerve.

I'll give him that.

Stop the car, Charlie.

Do you want me to wait?

No.

What do you want?

I could see he's afraid of me.

If I were you, I wouldn't try

anything with him.

I ain't that interested

in him.

You're crazy.

You know, my father is the type

that would call the police.

All I want to do is talk

to you, that's all.

And if you hate me

you can call the police,

how's that?

I have nothing to say to you

and I'm really not interested

in taking any pictures either.

Do you think I chase girls

around all the time?

I wouldn't be surprised.

Alright, I like you too.

What do you suggest I do, huh?

Perhaps I should call

your mother

mother to have her invite me

for some tea.

You don't give up.

Tell her to expect

my call at 8:00.

Oh, I'll tell her.

8:00, sharp.

[Motorcycle engine]

So you met him at the theater?

No!

I didn't know you let

photographers in.

That's what I get for

being so nice.

He's stolen these pictures

of you

without you even knowing it.

Wise guy, that little punk.

If you encourage him,

we'll never get rid of him.

Oh, daddy, don't exaggerate.

He's not so bad.

Not so bad.

Wait 'till you catch yourself

in the National Enquirer.

Then I better run out

and renew my subscription.

This is not a joke.

He wants to make a name

for himself

and he's invading our privacy

to do it.

He's not such a bad

photographer.

I am not discussing

his talents.

[Karate sounds]

Kick him in the ass.

Bye dad.

I'm gonna go change.

[Phone rings]

Hello.

Ms. Nicole.

Who?

Nicole Yeats.

She's not here.

How'd you get my number?

My private number?

I got your private number,

so we can have

a private conversation.

Hello.

Hello.

Alright, Mommy,

get off the phone.

I'm hanging. Let's go.

Private conversation, huh?

Mama's boy.

So, where are we meeting

tomorrow?

Mario, I don't think you

quite understand.

I just love the way

you pronounce my name,

you know?

Come on, I'll do anything

you want, alright?

Just give me a little trust

and I promise I won't try

and come on to you,

how's that?

Oh, sorry, Nicole.

Oh, I have to get off.

Wait was that your father?

Put him back on.

I'm gonna ask him.

Oh, he'd just love that.

Come on, Nicole.

Meet me in front of Tavern

in the Greens,

3:00, okay?

I can't.

Alright.

I'm willing to wait like a

schmuck.

I'll wait there 'till 4:00,

alright?

If you don't show up at 5:00

then I'll leave at 6:00.

Goodbye, Mario.

Goodbye.

She's gonna be there, Mac.

What do you think?

[Dog whining]

What's the matter?

What, are you jealous, huh?

I still love you, my boy.

Mama.

I'm ready. Let's go.

Ho-ho-ho.

If you weren't my mother,

forget about it.

[Laughs]

Give me a hug.

I want to take you

dancing tonight.

Come on, Mom.

[Runs down the stairs]

[Traffic sounds]

You gotta be crazy.

I busted my ass trying

to get you

a big break and what do you do?

You screw things up for me

and the agency.

Where do you get the guts to

photograph Yeats's daughter?

I want those pictures

and the negatives.

Where are they?

If there's anything, Leo.

Don't worry about nothing,

alright?

I gave the pictures to Nicole.

You gave them to Nicole.

Thank God you're leaving.

Well, Nicole's father

is waiting to see you.

Now, you be sure that he gets

the negatives and an apology

before he sues both of us

or has me black ball.

Oh, by the way, I'd like to

postpone my trip for a while.

No freaking way.

You're leaving next Tuesday.

Sorry, I won't be ready.

Well, if you're not ready,

I'm gonna send somebody else.

How can you be so

unprofessional and stupid.

You know, I really love to

accompany you when you bring

those negatives back.

I would love to get the chance

to see Yeats kick your ass.

Now, get out of here.

You know when you want

to be,

you could be a real prince.

Well, a guy should always do

what he's good at.

Hey, come on, get going.

Try being a prince with Yeats.

Like you said, Leo...

A guy should do what

he's best at.

And give my best

to your mother.

Yeah.

Well, where's my coffee?

You should be converted

by now.

Ah, sweetheart, ah...

Playing a lady,

you are to the man of bourne,

the man of bourne...

But I must keep reminding

you that

Roxanne is also a virgin

and I appreciate how difficult

it is for you in anyway to

convey virginity,

but be a good girl.

Please try!

Props, chastity belt.

Go on.

Take three lines back

from there.

Um, the nun that has been

trying to convert him

maybe is converting him again,

but I've never seen him

this late.

He should be converted by now.

That's terrific.

See, simple, just like that.

Thank you.

I want to talk to you about

the lighting.

When I come in in the second act

and I'm desperately trying

to find the--

Who the hell let you in?

The gorilla.

My boss said you wanted

to see me?

Yes, that's right, I did.

I don't want you taking

anymore photographs of me

or my daughter,

do you understand?

And I want all those negatives.

Every one of them,

is that clear?

You'll get them.

Charlie, make sure he finds

his way out

and stays out.

Why is it that when I come in

in the second act, I have to

grope my way through scenery

in order to find just one

little pinpoint of light!

Music.

Hey, take a walk.

It's about time.

What?

It's about time.

I was just with your father,

that's why I'm late.

You were with my father?

Here.

I'm supposed to give him these.

What is it?

The negatives of your

pictures.

Well, I told you he wouldn't

like this.

You know, he's a man who's

used to getting what he wants.

Yeah, his way or no way,

I know the type.

Not that he was much cooler

like in his movies.

Oh, don't worry about it.

I'll handle him.

That's fine with me.

I just want to handle you.

[Laughs]

So, where are we going?

You sure?

I'm sure.

Alright, come on.

What a fool.

Don't worry about it.

I don't want to die either.

Put that helmet on.

Now...

I'm gonna show you why...

I love NY.

Hug me.

Tighter.

Music.

Ah excuse me.

Is this your idea

of showing off?

Look, if you admit that

you're scare, I'll slow down.

Go ahead, impress me.

[Tires screeching]

[Motorcycle engine]

Trust me.

A picture is basically the

point of view of the person

who takes it, right?

Let me show you.

Okay.

In this land, I have a

totally new concept that's

never been done before.

You see...

The point of view of

the picture...

Is in the picture.

Alright, what I'm gonna do...

Is give you the whole

background in black and white,

okay?

And then in the center of

attention, boom!

In this case,

the Chrysler building

in color...

At night.

It's a totally new system

and it's not a montage either.

What do you think?

I'm speechless.

I gotta hurry though.

They're moving the whole top

of the tower next week.

You mean you don't know?

Oh yeah, it's a big million

dollar operation.

They're gonna lift it with

seven helicopters and move it

to the top of the

Olympic tower.

Don't ever tease me

about my work.

I don't know.

I mean I didn't mean it.

I just I didn't know what

else to say.

So, think of something quick.

Ah, it's great, really.

I'm telling the truth

seriously.

It's great.

That's better.

Music.

I'm gonna call this one,

von voyeur.

Only the girls is gonna be

in color.

In English that means, uh -

Say to say.

What?

It's just

I've never seen such

music.

Okay.

Yo, Mario!

Throw it Joey.

Yeah, outta boy!

Good luck.

[Motorcycle engine]

There she is.

Hey, hey, hey!

I don't believe it.

Did you see that?

Dog took my goddamn apple.

Ah, it may take a while,

but I am gonna get that shot.

Music.

What is that?

Oh, this is my grandpa

I mean my mother's.

What is it, an heirloom.?

No, my mother's departed.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

No, no, no.

She's not dead.

She just sort of went away.

Ah, I wonder whose fault

that was.

It's nobody's fault.

They just divorced.

You know what?

I don't know, it seems like

all my friends' parents are

divorced.

Do you feel that people used

to get married for like the

dumbest reasons?

I don't know.

I just think my mom

is just too young.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Yeah, my mom's departed, too.

I mean my-- my-- my father's

departed.

I mean he's dead.

Oh, what a day.

Now you see what you do to me.

I'm getting a little cold.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Ah, I'll give you a choice.

You can have a big hug...

Or hot cappuccino.

I'll take the big cappuccino.

You don't know what

you're missing.

Here you go, Mario.

Enjoy.

Thanks, Judy.

So, one of your favorite

places, huh?

Oh, yeah.

Are you kidding me?

I just love the cuisine here.

Go ahead, eat it.

You are so...

What?

Go.

What?

Let me tell you something,

I've been coming to Ferrari's

my whole life, okay.

This is the first time I've

seen anybody eat one of those

with a knife and fork.

Yeah, but if I pick it up,

it will squish out the tins.

Oh, really.

You're really a waspy girl,

aren't you?

Here, put this down,

put this down.

Like this.

Oh, I see.

A wasp has to eat it with, ah,

papers, huh?

While a waft can eat it

without papers.

[Laughing]

What are they, playing?

It's nitza.

What's up, men?

It's uh, kind of like a...

Roman baseball.

You want to try?

Hey, they don't make Yankees,

that way, huh.

Oh, the mets ah.

Hey, Mario, let's see if you

still got it.

No, don't worry about me.

My girl here wants to give it

a shot.

Well, am I?

What are you doing?

Go ahead.

She can handle the stick

pretty well.

Watch your mouth.

No, just hit the front of it

and give it a whack.

Okay.

Oh, okay.

Me and here against you guys.

Oh, I don't think so.

Take it easy.

Hey, Mario.

Are you gonna jump on her, too?

Oh, shut him up, alright.

Hey, Mario.

She got a sister for me?

Listen, Nicole, sorry about

that, huh?

Hey, here's my man.

You know, Mario,

you got the life.

Every time I see you with a girl

she gets nicer and nicer.

Hi.

Hi.

Hi, I'm Tony, staring at you.

This is my cousin Tony.

This is Lisa and uh

Kelly.

Are you gonna take some

pictures of me liked you

promised?

Or is it gonna be my turn?

Oh can't you see, he's

already for some goppa stairs?

What's ah what's this

gappa, goppa?

It's goppa stairs.

What does it mean?

Ah, it doesn't translate...

Could you paraphrase it?

Alright, it means to...

Go upstairs.

Goppa stairs, you see?

Go upstairs.

Did you ever gappa, goppa

oh, whatever with that girl

back there?

Which one?

Dumb question.

They probably think I'm your

next victim.

Are you still cold?

Yeah.

Yeah? Me too.

Come on.

Yeah, come here.

Come on sit down.

Relax.

I'm fine.

Come on if anything,

I'm putting more clothes

on you, right?

Come here.

Come here.

This is the first

why I love New York.

I call it bomb's eye view

of the right race.

Who?

Hello.

Who's this?

You wish to speak with Mario?

Who are you?

Who's the bitch?

What are you doing there?

It's my father.

Who?

It's my father.

Just take it, please?

What does he want?

Hello.

So this is why you haven't

called me, huh.

Why didn't you just tell me?

I'll talk to you later.

You know it does get pretty

colorful down here.

That's one for you.

I wasn't expecting you in.

Hey, Mama [Foreign language]

This is Nicole Yeats...

And this is Anna.

The woman who claims to be

my mother.

She doesn't speak English?

My English is fine.

How is your Italian?

He's good, huh?

He's the best around.

What do you do?

I study.

Aha, that's nice.

What?

Psychology.

Why don't you come downstairs,

I'll fix something to eat.

No, no, no, ma.

It's late and she's cold.

We've got to catch the subway.

Yeah, I really should

be going.

Well, I hope to see you again.

Good night.

Ciao.

Oh yeah.

[Foreign language]

Excuse me.

Hey move out of the way.

Music.

I think, uh

I think we missed our transfer.

How do you feel, okay?

I'm okay.

How do you feel?

Good.

I'm fine.

Feel okay?

Yeah sure.

[Laughs]

Quit staring.

I still want to take

some shots of you.

You lied to me, you know?

Strictly business, huh?

[Laughs]

Oh no, you kissed me.

[Laughs]

Well, I had a great day,

thank you.

I'll call you before

you sleep.

Give me time to get home.

I will.

Okay, ciao.

I don't believe what

I just saw.

Oh, come on, I was just -

come on.

What the hell do you think

you're doing, hmm?

Can't you see, he's just an

ambitious little bastard?

He's you're caviar for him.

Do you understand that?

What's that?

The negatives you asked for.

Besides, you're making me

lose face, Nikki.

I told him today, he's not to

see you anymore.

What right did you have

to say that?

We're late, Mr. Y.

Let them wait.

I don't give a damn.

We went to little Italy,

that's all.

Just had some fun.

I even met his mother.

Mario is not the kind of

person you think he is.

You're sure of that, huh?

After one day?

Very perceptive.

Music.

You want me to discourage him?

I could make it very clean.

Oh, Charlie, you've been

seeing too many of my movies.

[Phone rings]

I miss you already.

Oh, I miss you too.

Leo, what do you want?

How'd it go with Yeats.

Great.

The guy wants to adopt me.

Aha, sure that's why he just

called me.

Hey, you better stop fooling

around with his daughter.

I'm not fooling around with

her.

Alright.

Look since you're not

leaving next week,

I want you to cover

Fire Island Saturday.

Oh, no, come on, Leo.

That's another shit job.

No way.

I'm not working this weekend.

Hey, you don't want to work

at ball,

you don't want to work here,

where do you want to work?

God damn it.

[Recording] Excuse me, please

deposit 5 cents for the--

Wait, operator.

There's some mistake.

I'm not on the payphone.

[This is a recording]

Shit.

[Phone rings]

I know I'm a jerk,

I'm an asshole,

I'm unprofessional, alright?

Mario.

Nicole, ah, sorry.

I thought you were

my boss again.

You want me to call

you back?

No, no.

He just called me and I

thought it was you

and I told him that

but never mind.

What happened to your father?

Nothing.

Good.

Can you come with me

on Saturday?

Are you having a problem

with your work?

I'm a little frustrated

right now.

You see quality work doesn't

pay the bills, right, so I

gotta take the shit jobs.

And my boss Leo, he-- he keeps

fathering me and--

You don't want to hear this

crap.

No, I do.

Really?

Of course, I'm interested.

Uh, it looks like we have a

lot to talk about on Saturday.

I'm not going to see you

until Saturday?

Well, I'd love to, but I'm

committed to finish one of

those shitty assignments by

the weekend.

Besides, this will give you a

chance to miss me.

By Saturday,

I might forget you.

Well in that case, I'll call

you tomorrow.

Okay.

Bye-bye.

Ciao.

What did I tell you Mac, hmm?

Good boy.

[Motorcycle engine]

You gotta help me today.

You want to be my assistant?

What do I have to do?

What do you mean?

50 color, 80 black and white,

you got it?

Okay, 50 color,

80 black and white.

I got it.

Sorry, sorry.

We're ready, go.

Before we start,

I'd like to know

who's the groom.

I I'm whoever I am.

[Camera clicks]

Do you Allan take Chuck to be

your lawfully wedded spouse,

in sickness and in health,

'till death separate you?

I do.

And you Chuck, take Alex to

be your lawfully wedded spouse

in sickness and in health,

'till death separate you?

I do.

Chuck is Chuck Bolton,

you know the famous designer?

Uh-hmm.

Chuck?

No, I'm Alex.

I'm sorry.

Chuck and Alex,

have you the rings?

Yes.

Alex, put the ring on

Chuck's finger.

Chuck, put the ring on

Alex's finger.

Shut up.

That's a wrap.

[Applause]

Yeah, well you surely cover

some weird events.

I know.

God, I don't even know you

could keep a straight face.

If this was you showing off.

They pay me for it.

This is ridiculous.

Come on a minute.

Just a minute.

I gotta take it seriously

no matter what it is.

You admit you're showing off,

I'll stop teasing you.

But I want to take a picture

of you and show you how

ridiculous you look right now.

What are you talking about?

Stay there.

[Camera clicking]

This is great.

This is great.

Just move your head a little

to the left.

Whoa, beautiful, beautiful.

Don't think about anything.

[Camera clicking]

You know, you really are

something.

The way you look, you can have

a big career.

No way, an actress or model.

The only one I would ever let

take pictures of me is you.

Ah, you'll think differently

after you see these pictures.

I don't know.

Let's see.

Are you always like this

when you work?

Ah, it can get pretty

intense sometimes.

Mario, how many girls have

you, uh -

photographed?

I don't know.

I never counted.

Well, in just one day,

I met two...

And I'll bet you photographed

that one

who insulted me on the phone.

I think I'd rather take

pictures than talk.

That's what you invited here

for, to work?

Yeah, what else?

What are you doing?

Teasing, having fun.

How far do you plan on going?

As far as you want.

I'm beginning to like you.

I thought it was obvious.

Just get off, shit.

You want me to screw you?

Is that what you expect

from me?

If you want to.

You know, for a guy from

little Italy, you're a major

score, alright?

I can get a lot of mileage

at this.

I want to make love to you.

So, why don't you?

There's something I'm not

quite sure you understand

about me.

Which is?

How many guys have

you made love with?

None.

How many guys have

you screwed?

None.

None?

Wait a minute.

Are you trying to tell me

that you're a--

you're a virgin?

You don't act so amazed?

But in this day and age,

you gotta be the ugly or dead

and you sure as hell ain't ugly.

Listen, Mario, if you want

to work, fine.

Come on.

Christ.

Look...

I wanted it to come from here,

not from here.

Okay?

Music.

[Motorcycle engine]

You got it.

You're doing great.

Just nice and easy.

Okay.

You're doing great.

Just pull over, over here.

Just right here.

Okay.

Like this, here?

Yeah, stop.

Stop the bike.

Stop the bike.

Okay.

Stop the bike.

Okay.

[Motorcycle engine stops]

First time. Pretty good.

So what are we doing?

Don't worry about it.

Sit down.

Back here, back here.

So?

My God, what are you doing?

I just want to catch you with

your hair flying.

My hair?

Yeah.

Hang on a second.

[Motorcycle engine]

Alright.

Oh my God.

Come closer to me.

Closer, closer, closer.

Perfect, yeah.

Isn't this a little obscene,

Mario?

You're gonna love it.

Uh-hmm.

Let's go.

Sorry.

Music.

Beautiful.

You're driving me crazy.

Look at me.

[Camera clicks]

Look at me.

Look here.

I'm driving.

Faster.

Go faster.

Beautiful, yeah.

Come on.

Yeah, yeah.

Go faster.

[Shouts and crashes]

[Ambulance sirens]

Alright. Let's go.

Come on. Move it.

I was so scared.

You were scared.

I think I fell when

when you didn't answer me.

The only thing I could think

about was how stupid

I was to let you drive

how much I love you.

It could have been worst.

Even the camera survived.

Well, I hope the pictures do.

You're an irresponsible idiot

do you know that?

If you weren't injured,

I'd throttle you right

where you sit.

Dad.

Will you wait a minute?

Oh, shit.

Please wait a minute.

Nicole, Nicole.

Excuse me.

This way.

Mr. Yeats, can we have -

One question.

When did you find out about

your daughter?

Good job.

Over here, Mr. Yeats.

Well, don't you think I

don't care about her?

Listen to me.

I care.

I'll never do anything to hurt

your daughter.

Just listen to me for

a second.

God!

What happened?

Are you alright?

Just take me home for now.

It was my fault.

I was driving.

Tomorrow, there'll be

pictures of all of us

in every paper.

Ever since you met that bloody

papparrozzo, my life's in chaos.

You're not to see him again.

Oh, yes, I will.

And I'll lie to you if I have

to.

Well in that case,

when you feel better

you can start packing.

You'll finish school in England.

I won't go.

You can't force me either.

Oh, yes. I damn well can.

I'm you're father.

If you think your daughter is

going to sit home for the rest

of her life, you're wrong.

I finally found a reason

to go out and meet

different kinds of people...

And really like being

with Mario.

I really feel myself when

I'm with him.

I never realized you could

be so damn irresponsible.

Look at you.

Look at the way you're dressed.

You've known him 10 days

and already you look like

some goddamn bum.

Oh...

Look...

Oh, Christ.

If I thought Mario was right

for you, we wouldn't be even

having this conversation.

He's only after you because of

who you are.

No, you're wrong.

Mario couldn't care less about

who I am.

He only cares about what I am

and I like what he's trying to

accomplish in his life.

But of course, all you're

worried about is your image.

Look at your relationship

with Irene.

If you really believe that

then I failed.

You never want to see it

from my side.

Nicole's not dead, right?

She's out, sir.

Yeah, of course not.

Ms. Yeats is out.

And of course, you gave her

my previous messages?

Who is this?

Mario.

Mario?

Of course, you didn't.

Yes sir.

Well, just tell her I called,

okay?

Well, of course.

See if you could handle that?

What do you want?

[Dog whines]

Jesus...

He really looks pissed off

in this one.

This is gonna cause problems.

With the agency?

He can be a real

son of a bitch.

You know these people

are all connected.

I mean Mario is just getting

ready to breakthrough.

He really doesn't need this now.

I'm surprised, Yeats hasn't

called me already.

Hey, how's the kid's leg?

I mean it's been four days,

he couldn't call me?

He's weary at home,

but you know he doesn't talk.

His leg seems to be

getting better.

Go up and talk to him.

No.

If I go up there, he's just

gonna piss me off.

But you should be the one

to convince him to make

this trip.

I'll try.

And maybe we should make

a little trip.

Thanks for everything, Leo.

Ah...

I have decided to take

the simplest approach

to life of all,

the simplest and best.

I've decided to excel

in everything.

No, no, don't let me do

that again,

a little further back.

My mind's blowing up but

dad, before we go on,

there's something I want to

talk to you about.

Now if it's about that Mario

character, I said all that I

intend to.

It's not just about him,

it's about me and you, too.

I miss you...

But I miss him too.

And I wanted to talk.

Would you rather I discuss

this with your secretary?

Whatever you feel like.

Great.

You know you don't deserve

to play Serrano.

Serrano.

No, look.

This is our problem.

Let's talk about it.

We will, but not now.

Please, Mario, I'm fine.

Just pick me up after classes

tomorrow, okay?

Yeah, sure.

What's going on?

I'd rather tell you

tomorrow, really.

I have to go, I have to go.

Bye-bye.

Yeah, wait, wait, wait.

Aw.

[Laughs]

Why are you so serious?

Just terminal parenthood.

Nikki, huh?

Nikki.

What?

It seems that she's about

to make a very big mistake

in her life.

I'm considering sending her

to England.

I don't want to, but

whoa, that drastic, huh?

Yeah, that drastic.

She's checking up with cocky

street kid from Italy.

That's in healthy age.

Physical affection.

Huh?

I hear that Italians

are very good.

Yeah, I suppose you mean

in bed.

I don't mean winning wars.

Just relax.

What are

you are insatiable!

Can't you think of

anything else?

No.

Look, look pre Irene.

Okay, for God's sake.

What?

The world does not revolve

around orgasms.

Well, perhaps not

for Serrano!

Oh, no wait a minute.

Old sigh, the great satisfier?

Been on a lot of trouble

with that nose.

Don't put it on then.

Oh, now look.

I'm trying to be serious.

Alright, will you stop?

Oh, I can't talk to you either.

Either.

Wait a minute.

About the Italians...

Did I ever tell you that

my mother was born in Naples?

Hmm...

Too much light.

Can you get up for a second?

I want you to be comfortable.

I feel fine.

I feel great, okay?

Shit.

There's still too much light.

Will you just relax?

Come on, I'm not going

to hurt you.

Come on, don't be so tight.

The more you forbid Nicole

to see the boy,

the more attractive

he's gonna be

if their background is

at different level,

let her see it.

No.

Who knows...

Maybe he'll fit in.

That's just exactly what I

don't want him to do, fit in

anywhere.

I'm ready anytime you are.

Ow.

Stop being a baby.

I haven't even started yet.

Ow.

What your ribs?

Not exactly

where are you going?

You smell anything?

Do you smell something burning?

Can we concentrate on what

we're doing, please?

Whoa, shit.

Oh, shit.

Son of a bitch.

All you had to do was

say no.

[Laughs]

Come on.

[Laughs]

[Fire alarm rings]

Hey, what happened?

I want my money back,

that's what happened.

Look at this mess.

Wait a minute.

What do you punks

been smoking?

You're gonna pay me damages.

Hey, you got your ass

backwards, schmuck.

Get in the car.

Hey, you pay up or I'm gonna

kick your ass.

Don't make me laugh.

Come on.

Go.

[Car engine]

Don't every do that again.

It worked, didn't it?

I mean, the next

shit!

Where'd you learn to do that?

Next time I tell you to get in

the car, you get in the car,

[Car engine]

Music.

Linda...

We're throwing a little

dinner party

over the weekend,

would you like to come?

Love to.

Good.

Oh, and would you ask ah,

Nikki, when you see her if she

would like perhaps to invite

that photographer

friend of hers.

Of course.

I'll tell her when I see her.

Good and ah, let me know if

he can make it.

What changed your mind

and what about England?

England's still there.

You're still going,

nothing's changed.

Linda, you see what I mean?

I wouldn't miss this

for the world.

Cold, no!

Music.

Your ex-boyfriend?

[Motorcycle engine]

What?

You know something?

What?

I love you.

Yeah?

Why?

Just because--

'Coz why?

Just because...

Say it again.

I love you.

I look like shit.

At least you're honest.

This girl has become

important to you, huh?

Try this on before I iron it.

Ma, you've got something

to say, say it.

You know, you're Italian.

These people aren't like us.

Her father is a famous man.

She's spoiled.

You're the one who said

sex is everything.

Hmm, love

love is everything.

Your camera payment is

overdue.

Are you gonna make it

this month or am I?

Hmm?

I know, I know.

In case of anything,

don't worry about anything.

Good, you got it, ma.

How do I look, okay?

Oh, you're marvelous.

Thank you.

Music.

Don't be silly.

I'm glad you talked to me.

Thank you.

Don't you think you should

wait until your relationship's

a bit more um...

Settled before you move out?

I never said I was

gonna move out.

All I want is the freedom

to think for myself.

Yeah, I can understand that.

I think your father's concern

is more with the fact that

you're sleeping with him than

anything else.

Well, he should wait 'til

I do so.

That's for sure.

What?

I like your dress by the way.

Oh.

Can I borrow it sometime?

Sure, anytime.

Mr. Capone.

Catone.

Dinner is served.

Hi.

How are you?

These are for you.

Ah, good evening, Mario.

Good evening, Mr. Yeats.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Ah, this is Mario Catone.

Ah, Irine Deshaw,

Catherine Charles-Mitchell,

Laura Curt-Thompson.

Oh, look at these.

Oh, yeah, pretty nice.

Ah, shall we shall we then.

You look this good.

Cute.

Oh, Mario.

This is my friend, Linda.

Linda, this is Mario.

Hi.

Like I already know you.

How did you manage to get

into photography, Mario?

From the bottom.

It's a nice life.

Do you freelance or work for

a magazine?

I work for an agency.

It's hard work.

Which one?

Find photo.

Never heard of it.

Mr. Yeats has.

You'll need a model.

I'd be very flattered

to pose for you.

I'm afraid, you're gonna

have to deal with me

for that honor.

Oh?

Which photographers

do you admire?

Avidan, definitely.

Ah, Helmut Newton sometimes.

Hero.

And Bruce Weber on a good day.

Helmut Newton...

Isn't he that pervert

that takes pictures of

naked weirdos?

Kurt.

Well, that's one opinion.

Hmm, it's superb.

What is it?

From Mario's country.

This is that album I was

telling you about.

Wanna hear it?

We better go back

down first,

they're getting paranoid.

Besides I want to go home.

Why, are you tired?

No, I'm not tired.

I just want to get out

of here.

I want to say goodnight.

I gotta go.

It was nice meeting

such a talented

and a handsome young man.

Thank you.

Goodnight, Mario.

Has anyone seen my father?

I think you'll find that

he's downstairs

with the others.

This is very beautiful.

Who painted this?

I can't quite remember,

but he's important.

Later go for less than

$200,000.

[Clock chimes]

Jesus Christ.

You know I have

trouble shooting

when there's an audience.

Well, it's not my fault.

My ex-wife...

She's been quite...

Thank God, we didn't last.

I'd be up there, too.

Oh, damn.

Oh, that.

That is kind.

Here we go.

Oh, okay.

I just came to say

goodnight.

Thanks for dinner.

Do you play, Mario?

Well, it's been a while.

Well, do you like a quick

game before you go?

Eight ball?

Alright.

I'll say good night then.

Goodnight, Harriet.

Like for break?

No, no. You go ahead.

There you go.

This promises to be

rather dull.

Oh, damn.

Oh, you're right, Mr. Yeats.

This promises to be very dull.

Eight in the corner.

Bad luck.

Where'd you learn to play

like that?

My father.

Great game. Thanks.

Was he a professional?

My father was so crooked

that when he died,

they had to screw him

into the ground.

Goodnight.

[Clock chimes]

I know you really don't feel

that way about your father.

My father was a crook,

so what?

At least, he wasn't

an asshole.

Don't talk that way.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

Mario.

Oh, shit.

This whole goddamn evening

was set up to make me look

like a jerk, wasn't it?

Wait, don't go, please?

Can I at least have a hug?

See you tomorrow.

Drive you home?

Can I have a cigarette?

Sure.

Music.

[Party noise]

Yeah, I've seen your picture

in the paper the other day

with ah what's her name,

that actor's daughter.

Nice to see you moving up

a little.

Cheers.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Do you have a head start?

I'm not rolling tonight,

brother just keep giving me.

You're a hard man to reach.

Hey, Veronica.

How are you doing?

Why don't you lighten up,

alright?

Hey, is there a problem?

Just take her home, alright?

She's ready.

Why don't you stop trying

to avoid me?

Mind your own business.

Hey, Mario.

Take it easy, huh?

This guy's a lunatic.

You don't want to be here

when he gets up.

Veronica, get him out of here.

I'd love to.

What about the bitch who

answered your phone

the other day?

Pull over.

Pull over.

Hey!

I don't mean it.

Go play with these.

[Car engine]

Let me tell you what we're

trying to achieve here.

I want the sensuality to be

expressed through the face

and the eyes...

Not your body language.

I think I know what you mean.

Can we have some privacy?

Yeah, sure.

Take the dog for a walk,

alright?

Go get some coffee.

Ready.

That's good.

That's better, right there,

whoa!

[Camera clicking]

Come on let me see it

in your eyes.

Look at me.

[Camera clicking]

Pretty goddamn, good.

Look...

Last floor on the right.

You'll hear the music.

Oh, thank you so much.

Oh, excuse me.

Bye.

Hello.

What the hell do you think

you're doing?

Mr. Yeats, this is not

what it seems.

This is not what it seems.

Would you listen?

Just wait.

Just wait a minute.

Shut up.

You'll see this for

the last time.

Goddamn it.

Shit.

Finished.

Take her home,

make sure she stays there

and no phone calls.

You're a damn crook

just like your father.

You know I'm sick and tired

of your condescending bullshit.

Get out of my house.

Low life bastard--

like your father.

Drop it.

Mom, get him out--

shut up.

Enough.

Son of a bitch!

Oh, Mr. Yeats, may I please

have your autograph?

[Crowd noise]

There's nothing to explain.

I saw it with my own eyes.

He's simply taking advantage

of her...

Immaturity.

If I may say so...

I think your daughter is

more mature

than you're giving her

credit for.

Oh, and I'm to assume you

approve of their being together?

I don't know if they are

in the sense that you mean,

but I don't feel the right

to decide anything for them.

But they don't belong.

I'm sorry.

They don't belong together.

Anyone can see that.

Right now, the attraction is

purely physical.

Then why are you worried?

You know one thing

I've learned in life...

It's not the things you do

in life

that you regret...

It's what you don't do.

Yes, I somehow knew

you'd think that.

What are you doing?

Trying to convince my mother

I'm garbage, huh?

Go ahead.

Your taxi's here.

Here, old man, here.

Have that film developed

then you'll see what

I was shooting.

Your cab is here.

Goodbye, Mrs. Catone.

Goodbye, Mr. Yeats.

One lady's death...

The captain reached the hand

of younger night.

Oh me thinks, she hangs upon

the cheek at night,

like a rich Jewel in an east

Ethiopia's beauty.

What?

To which for yours for earth,

too dear.

I can't believe it.

It's alright.

I need to talk, Nikki.

I've behaved so stupidly.

I was wrong.

I was wrong because I should

have not interfered.

I should have realized what

stage you were in,

in your life,

but I was I was

right about one thing.

I feel that I must warn you.

Just think what happened

between your mother and me.

Dad, we were only shooting

close ups.

But Nikki, I still think you

should consider going to

England.

If only to think things over.

It's not just about Mario,

I'm talking,

I mean, other things, too.

You see, you and he are

rushing into this so fast

and I know now that all you see

is him and I understand that.

I love him.

I want to be with him now.

Yeah.

Then it's my fault.

I'm such a damn fool after

I had to hold onto you

too much.

You know, I'm just a silly

old actor

but a little out of step

with today's world.

It all seems too much to me

and everything is coming

so fast.

I've lost your innocence.

You're moving out.

I'm not moving out.

And I'm still a virgin,

but I am in love with Mario

and I do want to have

a relationship.

I'm sorry, Nikki.

It's just that I love you.

I'm rooting for you.

You're the most important

thing in my life.

I came all prepared, but...

Now I don't know where

to start.

I had a long talk

with my father.

Give me a chance to say--

go ahead. Get to the point.

I kind of agree with my father

that maybe we're rushing.

Oh.

I don't, ah

huh.

I don't know who to trust.

Trust?

You call me in the middle of

the night to come down here to

tell me that you don't

trust me?

Thank you.

Just what I needed to hear.

That's not what I said.

You know goddamn well

why this relationship has got

nothing but problems.

To your father,

I'm a low life.

It doesn't matter what I do

or what I say,

I don't stand a chance.

And that's wrong.

'Coz I ain't garbage.

You're wrong.

Nicole, why don't you do

me a favor,

just get the hell out

of my life.

I can't take any more shit.

Well, I thought I was worth

more than that.

You know, Mario?

I'm really trying to

give you support.

Support, huh?

You know what frustrates

the hell out of me,

who are you people

to tell me what I can do

and what I can't do?

I don't--

who made me the bad guy?

I mean what what did I do?

What did I do?

All I did was fall in love

with a girl and that's it

and everybody is like

crucifying me.

I have nothing to prove to

anybody but myself, okay?

Hey, come on.

Shut up and mind your

goddamn business.

You know what it is?

So, you're here, right?

And I'm here..

And I'm- I'm trying to get here

as fast as I can.

What the fuck do you know

about struggling?

Everything is handed to you,

everything.

Give me a fucking break,

alright?

Don't talk to me like that.

Oh, you don't like it?

Tell you what you do,

go back and babysit your father

for the rest of your life.

Yeah right.

That's real good.

Yeah!

Shit!

You love me?

Tell me.

There's too much light.

How about some music?

Music.

Your appetite will come back,

don't worry.

I'm here if you need me.

What time is your flight?

Mom, that's the fifth time

you asked me.

It doesn't leave 'til tonight.

Mom, I'm sorry.

Jerk.

Hey, hey.

How long are you going

away for?

As long as it takes.

Are you alright?

Why are you so quiet?

Why do you think?

What's bothering you?

Back to reality.

You know, you're father's

right.

What could I offer you?

You, that's all I want.

You're not listening

to what I'm saying.

You don't understand

I'm not working anymore.

Well, you're talking but

you're not saying anything.

I don't know, I just got all

this pressure on me, you know?

What, so now I'm a burden?

I just see things as they are.

So, I'm gonna leave.

Take care of yourself, alright?

And uh...

When I come back, we'll see.

You don't have to leave.

Mario, what are you saying?

This is it?

Come on.

You coming or not?

Come on.

Come on.

Okay, good, good.

Here, take it.

You could keep it.

[Train noises]

Music.

[Whistles]

[Door closes]

I don't have a lot of time.

We have a lot to talk about.

Such a bastard.

Unbelievable.

I can't help it.

Music.

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