Ivana Trump's For Love Alone (1996) - full transcript

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Adam! Drinks later, perhaps?

Yeah, that sounds great, Peter.
We'll see you then.

Who was that?

That was Lord Fawley.

Seems pleasant.

Ha ha. He has to be.

I just acquired 8%
of his stock.

He's vulnerable to a takeover.

Is there anywhere
in the world we can go

where you aren't reminded
about business?



Aspen was your idea.

It wasn't criticism,
just a comment.

Yeah, right.

Thank you.

Makes me feel
as if I can fly.

Which trail?

Uh, Little Bear.

Don't let me hold you back.

Adam, please, I can't sort it
all out by myself.

And I can't read your mind.

Oh...

I'm not about to dissect
our problems

freezing my tail off
on a mountaintop.

-Then when?
-I don't know.



We'll talk later.

[crowd cheering]

[announcer]
Katrinka Kovar

is the winner
of the World Cup.

[woman] Congratulations!

[crowd laughing, bells clanging]

[man] Katrinka, congratulations.

-[Katrinka] Thank you so much.
-[man] For what?

[woman] If you ever left
your film lab, you'd know

that the women's ski team
just won the World Cup.

[man] Uh, you know,
we ordered the pork roast

but all they seem to have
is sausage.

Don't complain, Tomas.
At least it's meat, maybe.

[laughter]

-[man] Is that you?
-Yeah.

Are you an actress
as well as a model?

I'm a student and a skier.

I model sometimes
for my expenses.

I'm Mirak Bartos.

Everyone at this table knows
who you are, Mr. Bartos.

I'm starting work on a film
here in Prague

and there is a small role
for which

you have the perfect look.

If you're interested, call me.

Are you going to do it?

I don't know.

Tomas thinks Bartos' movies
are terribly low-brow.

Oh, he made one or two movies,
good ones, early on.

Mirak Bartos' career
was going nowhere

until he married
the daughter of the head
of the secret police.

You should do it, Katrinka.
It'll pay better than modeling.

Do you know
how beautiful you are?

I'm glad you think so.

I think you could have
a career in film.

Acting is pretending
to be other people.

I'd rather be myself.

And a beautiful,
totally appealing self it is.

Thank you.

Are you in love?

I've had no time
to be in love.

Well, I find that
difficult to believe.

It's true. Are you?

What?

In love.

More so by the minute.

You're married.

But, uh, we live
very separate lives.

Does that shock you?

No.

Let's walk.

I'd like that.

It was a most wonderful evening.

I don't want to leave you.

I don't want you to.

You're not very experienced
at this, are you?

I have never made love before.

[Mirak] You're incredible.

[clatter, footsteps]

Katrinka.

I'm pregnant.

Oh, my God.

Are you sure?

Oh, Katrinka.

Oh, my love.

It's going to be all right,
I promise you.

I'll take care of you.

I need a little time.

Don't do anything
until you hear from me.

[knock on door]

[Katrinka] Ahh.

I thought you weren't coming.

I'm here.

Katrinka.

I love you.

You mustn't doubt that.

But I can't leave my wife.

I... I can't destroy
my career.

And that's what a divorce
and acknowledging the baby
would mean.

Don't look at me like that,
I'm not abandoning you.

I've made all the arrangements.

I'll come with you.

Arrangements for what?

An abortion.

I don't want an abortion.

I want my baby.
I want to keep my baby.

You can't mean that.

I do mean it.

You'll lose your place
on the team.

Your government stipend.

You won't be able
to finish university.

How on earth are you
going to support a child?!

I can model.

-[Mirak] While you're pregnant?
-I'll get a job.

[Mirak] Look around you,
there are no jobs.

My parents will help me.

Papa.

I want to kill him.

Because you can't let yourself
be that angry at me?

I could never be
that angry with you.

I only want the best
in this world for you.

Because that's what
you deserve.

Mirak Bartos is not the best.

Mirak is no longer
a part of my life.

This baby is.

I want to keep it.

And to love it
the way you love me.

I don't want to be angry, Papa.

Or bitter.

I just want to go on
and do the best I can.

How can...
How can we possibly manage?

I'll finish this term
at the university.

I'll continue to train
with the team.

No one need know
I'm pregnant.

Mirak has arranged
a travel visa for me in June,

so I can go to Munich.

But what then?

No one must know
but I'll stay in Munich.

I'll defect.

[Milena] Katrinka!

We'll never see you again.

You will, Mama.

Things have to change.

Freedom will come someday.

At least in Munich,
I can find work

and support myself
and my child.

I'm sorry to have done this
to you.

We love you, Katrinka.

[distant bells ringing]

This will be your room.

Your board has been paid
through October,

and all the arrangements have
been made with Dr. Zimmerman.

Katrinka?

I'm sorry.

It's lovely.

I was just thinking how...

this is the first time
I've been anywhere, just me.

Not as a member of the team
or my parents' daughter.

Just Katrinka.

Well, you're not alone.

You're very kind.

Have you worked long
for Dr. Zimmerman?

Ten years.
He's a marvelous doctor.

And he completely understands
your situation.

I admire your conviction
and your courage.

But... for your baby's sake...

as well as your own...

allow me to arrange
an adoption.

No. No.

I thank you, but no.

[Zimmerman] I urge you
at least to consider adoption.

You want every advantage
for your baby.

A child needs a father, family.

Real security.

My child has a father

who would not accept
responsibility.

I will.

Thank you, Dr. Zimmerman.

[door opens]

See you later, Erica.

[telephone ringing]

[Erica] Hello?

Hold on a minute,
I'll get her.

Katrinka, there's someone
called Tomas for you

on the telephone.

If he's calling drunk
from a party to tell me....

film is the voice of freedom...

[Erica chuckles]

Tomas.

Do you know what time it is?

No.

No, tell me.

I understand.

Thank you.

Erica!

[Erica] What's happened?

My parents.

In the mountains.

There was a convoy
of Russian tanks.

My parents' car
went off the road.

They're dead.

-Oh, Katrinka!
-My parents are dead!

[groaning]

[Katrinka] Baby.

You're so cute.

Yes, you have beautiful eyes.

[Zimmerman] Listen to me now,
Katrinka.

Your parents are gone.

There's no one
you can depend upon.

There is no question but that
you must go home

for the funeral.

But how can you
come back to Munich?

And if you take
the baby with you,

neither of you may ever
come back again.

You know the life that faces you
as an unwed mother?

Even more painful now without
the support of your parents.

I don't know what to do.

Allow me to arrange
an immediate adoption.

I know a young couple.

They're educated, wealthy.

And loving.

But how?

Sign the release form.

Then your son will be
safe and secure and...

in his own room tonight,
with a mother and father

prepared to devote a lifetime
to loving him.

It is the responsible thing
to do for your little boy.

[baby crying]

Mrs. Graham, I had a call
from Paris.

The gentleman said it's
regarding a Renoir painting

he's been trying to find
for you.

Thank you, Carter.
Mr. Graham will be an hour late.

I'm afraid dinner plans
are uncertain.

I'm prepared
for any eventuality.

[phone autodials]

Paul Zeiss.

Mr. Zeiss, Katrinka Graham.

Have you found my son?

I regret that my report
is the usual one.

We have found no trace
of male child Kovar
born October 7,

1970.

Shall we continue the search?

Yes, please.

[man] ...rest in peace
with the Lord.

Perpetual light shine
upon thee.

Amen.

Mirak.

I want to go back to Munich.

I want to find my son
and make a life away from here.

You want to defect.

Yes.

[Mirak] I can't help you,
Katrinka.

Or rather I won't help you.

[Katrinka] Why not?

Because your decision
was the right one.

For you and the child.

I feel as if there's nothing
left for me in Czechoslovakia.

But what about
an Olympic gold medal?

That's what you've
been training for.

That's what everyone says
you're going to win.

Where does Austria begin?

[Susannah] Below the right fork.

About 100 yards
beyond the last line of trees.

You know, I heard
that in the '64 Olympics,

the Russians were training here.

One of them tried to defect.

Broke his neck trying to make
that run at night,

under a full moon.

[sighs]

Come on, the coach
is waiting for us.

-[woman] Watch for ice.
-Susannah?

Go!

[exhales]

Go!

-Katrinka!
-I can catch her!

[door buzzes]

Katrinka! I'm so happy
you're safe

and that you called me.

If I can stay with you for a few
days till I find my own place?

Of course you may.

I'll get my old job back
at the hotel

until I can
reestablish myself modeling.

It won't take you long, I know.

But first and beyond anything,
I want my son.

Katrinka, your son is with
loving and very wealthy people.

I don't know
who they are or where.

And Dr. Zimmerman has
instructed me to tell you

that he will not see you,
nor will he accept your calls.

[woman] Come on, girls,
ten minutes till showtime.

Oh, yes. Marvelous.

[man] Turn around, my dear.

Now, tell the truth,
did they sew you into it?

-Yes.
-Can you sit down in it?

Not on your life.

-[Natalie chuckles]
-Here you are, my dear.

You look wonderful.
Good luck.

[whistle blows]

Arggh!

-Hi!
-Hi.

Are all these people
waiting for taxis?

Yes, it's totally impossible.

I'm Natalie Bovier, head buyer
for Galleries Gillette.

I'm Katrinka Kovar.

Come have a drink with me
until this thins out.

I would love to.

[speaks German]

Oh, Natalie, I shall be back
at the hotel at 7:00.

I'll be there.

That was Jean-Claude Gillette.

Himself.

He's incredibly attractive.

I agree.

We're lovers.

He's married
and it's hideous, but...

I adore him.

I know the pain involved
with loving a married man.

Who was he?

Film director in Prague.

[Natalie] You must have been
a child.

In many ways.

-Are you in love now?
-Yes.

But not with a man,
with a place.

-Oh, really.
-It's called the Golden Horn.

[Natalie]
That charming guesthouse?

I know it; I've been
to Kitzbuhel with Jean-Claude.

It's owned right now
by this marvelous old couple

who've promised to sell it to me
and stay on as managers.

Well, aren't you
the clever girl.

-Do you ski?
-Mm. After a fashion.

Well, when the Golden Horn
is mine,

you must come as my guest
and I'll give you lessons.

Oh, I'll look forward to that.

You wanna marry?

Absolutely.

After a grand
and passionate romance.

He'll be full of life and energy
and want to accomplish things.

He needn't be rich,
although I wouldn't object.

He'll want to laugh
and to dance and to ski.

He needn't be handsome,

but he should be
incredibly sexy.

And he has to love me
desperately.

Whoever he is,
I hope I meet him soon.

Well, whoever he is,
I hope you do too.

[Katrinka laughs]

[indistinct conversation]

[doorbell jingles]

-Hello, Karl.
-Good afternoon, Miss Kovar.

We're fully booked
for the weekend.

Oh, good. If this keeps up,
I can stop modeling
and just move in.

-Is Natalie upstairs?
-Miss Bovier is shopping.

She said she will meet you
for dinner.

[man] We can't wait,
my darling.

Before the clock strikes,
the big hand has to move here,

and we have to meet Mama
at the hotel, OK?

-Come on, you.
-We can solve that problem.

Oh, no, mustn't touch.

You're absolutely right,
but in this case I can,

because it's my guesthouse
and it's my cuckoo clock

and I wanted to enjoy it.

That's very kind of you.

-My pleasure. May I pick you up?
-[boy] Yeah.

What a big boy you are.

Oh!

[cuckoo calls]

[boy] Cuckoo! Cuckoo!

-[cuckoo calls]
-There you go.

-Whaddya say?
-[children] Thank you!

You're welcome.
Come back soon?

-Yes.
-OK.

[man] You have a devoted
clientele for life.

They're absolutely a delight.

[man] See you again.

Bye now.

-Bye.
-[boy humming]

[man] Come on. Come on.

[man] Come along.

[woman] Miss Kovar?

-[Katrinka] Yeah.
-The Hellers.

We stayed with you in December.

Of course.

Good to see you again.

-Auf Wiedersehen.
-Auf Wiedersehen.

-Bella donna!
-[Katrinka] Alberto!

Bella figura!

[chuckles]

[man] I hate to bother you,
Miss Kovar,

but I just wanted
to introduce myself.
I'm Adam Graham.

[Katrinka] How do you do?
How did you know my name?

[Adam] I was eavesdropping
in line.

[Katrinka] It's Katrinka Kovar.
Katrinka to my friends.

[Adam] You sure seem to have
a lot of friends up here.

[Katrinka] I own
a small guesthouse.

-The Golden Horn?
-Oh, I know the Golden Horn.

It's a charming place.
Just like its owner.

Yes. It is nice.

I know, I know,
that was a lousy line.

I get stupid
around beautiful women.

You seem quite composed
to me, Mr. Graham.

I'm, uh... kind of
on unfamiliar ground here.

Why do I doubt that?

[chuckles] No, I mean, I've
never skied this trail before.

[Katrinka] It's fast
at the beginning.

-I like fast.
-I don't doubt that.

You cold?

I don't wear much
under my suit.

I'll hold the thought.

[Katrinka] I'll be fine
once I'm moving.

Wait a second. Wh...

Where are you going, Miss...

Well, damn.

This woman at the table
to the left of you
has been staring at you.

Mm. Sabrina.
I saw her on the way in.

[Katrinka] Who is she?

Gossip columnist
based in New York.

Internationally syndicated.

Mean as a snake,
but very amusing.

I'm rather fond of her.

She's run a couple of items
about Jean-Claude and me.

[chuckles] His wife was furious.

[man] Adam.

The couples at the door?

[Natalie] Mark von Hollen
and his wife Lisa.

He's a newspaper publisher,
New York and London.

They're devoted to one another.

Word has it
he's even faithful to her.

He was at the Golden Horn
this afternoon
with his children.

Who's the other one?

[Natalie] I haven't a clue.

Stunning woman.

Isn't she?

Uh-huh!

No "uh-huh."

We had a brief conversation
on the slopes, and he's...

obviously unavailable.

[Natalie sighs]

For Miss Kovar.

Thank you.

[horn honks, tires screech]

[knock on door]

Mr. Graham.

Miss Kovar.

I, uh, convinced them
at the Golden Horn

to give me
your address in Munich.

That was very enterprising
of you.

I guess you'd better come in.

No, that's OK. These...
These are for you.

Oh, they're beautiful.

Thank you.

I, uh...

Will you have dinner
with me tonight?

Uh... but the lovely lady
at the Excelsior.

Lucia di Campo?

Uh... business associate
and my lawyer's wife.

I'd be delighted
to have dinner with you.

I'll pick you up at 8:00.

Maybe you'll show me
the apartment after dinner.

My father's the ninth
generation of ship builders

and yachtsmen, out of Newport.

I have three commercial yards
of my own, too,
on the East Coast.

One in Washington state.

That's my resume, basically.

Uh...

I'm off tomorrow morning
to negotiate

for a yard in Breman.

What kind of ships do you build?

What kind do you want?

Everybody thinks I'm crazy
to expand into Europe

in the middle of
an economic slump,

but now is the time.

Tell me why.

So I'll be ready when things
turn around, which they will.

Wanna hear more
about your escape.

Oh, there's nothing to tell.

A new life was possible if I did
what I had to do, so I did it.

You make it sound so simple.

No.

There was loss.

And pain, but...

in the end,
the choice was clear.

So, I imagine, was the risk.

Yes.

But... next to skiing
and good champagne,

I love adrenaline.

So, how about buying
the Golden Horn,

was that a risk?

No, that was security.

And joy.

Come stay with us next time,
when you're in Kitzbuhel.

Unless, of course, you need
to spend a lot of money
at the Excelsior

to prove you're having fun.

Do you object to spending money?

No. No, just to wasting money.

To wasting anything, really.

Time.

Knowledge.

Experiences.

Or the opportunity for romance.

That too.

[woman] We'll be home
in just a minute.

[child whines]

It was a splendid evening.

You're wonderful company.

You're not inviting me in.

I'm not.

[chuckles]

I might suggest that
this is a wasted opportunity.

I have an early call
in the morning

and you have a flight to Breman.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night.

[telephone rings]

Hello.

You're there. I've been calling
all day. Where have you been?

-Do you have your shipyard?
-[Adam]
It's too soon to tell.

But... listen, one way
or the other,

I'm gonna be in Munich
tomorrow night.

Where would you like
to have dinner?

I'm driving to Kitzbuhel
tomorrow afternoon.

No, you're not.
You're staying in Munich
and having dinner with me.

You're not the only one
with business to take care of,
Mr. Graham.

Look, have dinner
with me in Munich and...

I'll go out to the Golden Horn
with you Friday.

And stay the weekend?

I can't.

-Oh...
-But I will.

[chuckles]
You have a deal, Mr. Graham.

Good night.

[Adam] Open up in the name
of the law, please.

[chuckles]

Special delivery, room service.
Telegram.

Something, please.

[Katrinka] You did it.

-We closed this afternoon.
-Yes!

Now that you're here,
I guess you better come in.

I'll get some glasses
and we'll celebrate.

Wait a second.

Don't you wanna have
dinner first?

Katrinka!

Yes.

Marry me.

What?

Marry me!

Yes!

Catch that?

-[Katrinka] Yes!
-Yes?

-[Adam] Beg your pardon?
-Yes!

-What?
-Yes! Yes!

I am so happy for you.

Oh, I love him desperately.

I want to share his life.
I want to live in America.

It feels like
the greatest adventure.

But if I leave Munich,

I leave behind the hope
of finding my son.

[Erica] Have you told Adam
about him?

No.

If he's well and happy,
I can't disrupt his life.

Katrinka, if I could have
helped you,

I would have done so
long ago.

But the truth is the child could
be anywhere in the world.

Let go.

Love Adam and have
many beautiful children.

You know, I have to be
in California next week

to oversee a yacht we're
building for Prince Khalid.

-Who?
-Khalid ibn Hadir.

Well, rich, even by
Middle Eastern standards.

Anyway... what was I saying?
Oh, yeah.

In, uh... in Malibu,
there's this...

there's this estate
overlooking the Pacific.

It's Nick and Lucia's home.

And I can't think of a better
place for a wedding.

-Next week?
-Why not?

You can invite Natalie in
from Paris.

Nick's already volunteered
to be my best man.

We each have our closest
friends as witnesses.

But what about your parents?

They're on that cruise
in the Mediterranean.

Whatever we do will be fine
with my father.

And whatever we do will not
be fine with my mother.

So... we only
have to please ourselves.

It would please me very much
to marry you next week
in Malibu.

Another one, please.

You're lucky you don't have
the IRS on your back.

-Ta-da!
-[Katrinka giggles]

[gasp] Look at you.

You are, of course,
the most beautiful bride.

Thank you, Lucia.

Ciao, bella.
You 're beautiful.

[Lucia] Katrinka, Natalie,
may I present to you

the Prince Khalid ibn Hadir.

Will you forgive me?

I've invited myself
to your wedding.

I'm absolutely delighted.

Mademoiselle Bovier.

Allow me the additional honor
of becoming your escort.

[Madame Bovier] Oh.

And I thought there
was nothing that could
make today more perfect.

[Katrinka giggles]

Well, we seem to be
all organized

except for one minor detail.

[Nick] The groom.

I left him on the phone
to Tokyo,

but he said
don't start without him.

Why am I not surprised?

Well, the day's off
to a great start.

I just sold a tanker
to Sugimoto.

Congratulations, Adam.

-[Katrinka] Congratulations.
-Thank you.

I have an even better deal
for you.

Oh, yeah?
What do you have in mind?

Well...

I, Katrinka,
take thee, Adam,

as my lawfully
wedded husband...

to love and to cherish,

for better or for worse,

for richer or for poorer,

in sickness and in health,

till death do us part.

[Adam] With this ring,

I thee wed.

And I pledge you
my fidelity.

And I promise you...

the most extraordinary,
excessive, successful marriage

two people ever shared.

[playing notes]

Look what you've given me.

Ah, you ain't seen
nothin' yet.

Oh, it's been
such an overwhelming year.

I was just thinking
about my parents.

How they would love you
for loving me so much.

Tell me this party's
gonna be a success.

And that this apartment
is everything you ever wanted.

-And more.
-Yeah.

-Are you nervous?
-Oh, in a panic.

It's gonna be a great party.
Come on in, Carlos.

Oh, the king
of interior design.

-What do you think of your work?
-Our work.

And it definitely deserves
a celebration.

So, uh, Natalie
and Khalid are coming.

How did you know that?
I was saving it for a surprise.

[Carlos] Sabrina's column.

Sabrina wrote something
about the party?

I thought you knew.

-Do we have a paper?
-There's one in the hall.

Oh, look, she even managed
to get a wedding picture

of Natalie and Khalid.

Why would Sabrina write
such terrible things about me?

She doesn't even know me.

Get used to it.

Publicity is publicity.

At least she spelled
the name right.

Yours. I don't wanna be known
as Adam Graham's Katrinket.

You know...
I kind of like it.

-Just kidding. Kidding.
-Fix your tie.

[indistinct conversation]

Jeffrey, I owe you
a big one for getting me
into the Graham party.

[Jeffrey] That was a wicked
little number you did on her
in today's column.

[Sabrina] Huh. Euro trash.

She's going to fall
flat on her face,

and I'm going to love
writing about it.

Oh, Sabrina,
you are such a bitch.

Yes.

[playing ballad]

♪ For love alone

♪ I did what otherwise

♪ I never could have done...

Thank you very much.

[woman] Katrinka, I'd like you
to meet my friend.

♪ And aimed a few
too many arrows at the sun ♪

[man] We really love this place.

♪ It has been fun

♪ When I was sure...

Katrinka, you have
very decorative friends.

Carlos, it looks
even more beautiful

full of laughter and people.

Jeffrey Cross just arrived

and he's brought guess-who,
Sabrina.

Thank you, Jeffrey.

Have some more champagne.
I'll be right back.

Jeffrey! Sabrina.
I'm so glad you could make it.

I wouldn't have missed it
for the world, really.

I'm so impressed.

Thank you, but really I owe it
all to Carlos.

He spent months refining
my barbarian tastes.

-May I quote you?
-Please do.

No, really, he's worked so hard.
He deserves all the credit.

I'm sure he does.

Have a lovely evening.

♪ And from the ashes

♪ Like the Phoenix
I will rise ♪

♪ And sail the skies

♪ For nothing dies...

[woman] Congratulations,
Katrinka.

-Hi! How are you?
-Carlos, this is spectacular.

Would you like to take on
a leaking London townhouse?

I'm on the next plane.

Oh, before I forget,
the children.

Whew!

It's a cuckoo clock.

It's not as elaborate
as the one they liked

at the Golden Horn,
but it's authentic.

They'll be knocked out.
Thank you so much.

-Mwah!
-[woman] Katrinka.

-Oh, excuse me.
-Of course.

[Katrinka] Natalie!

Have you recovered
from the honeymoon?

-Mm-hmm.
-Are you happy?

-Mm-hmm.
-You look wonderful.

-I'm pregnant.
-That is the best news. Mwah!

Khalid, congratulations.

Thank you.
You are the first to know.

Now all I need in this life
is a three-hour lunch with you.

Tomorrow.

Here comes Carlos.

I'll go find Adam.

♪ When I was sure...

Katrinka, it's a grand slam.
Congratulations.

It's amazing what money
can buy, isn't it?

[Lucia] Adam, you beast.

Katrinka's worked herself
to death for months over this.

You should be ashamed
of yourself.

He's never ashamed of himself.

It's one of the things
I love best about him.

-Come, let's go find Natalie.
-Excuse me.

I could strangle him.

Wasn't it great
Natalie could come?

-Mm.
-She says Khalid's

so protective, she feels like
she's under house arrest.

Oh, come on, Natalie knew
what she was getting into
when she married Khalid.

Well, she knew
but she didn't know.

But she's thrilled
about the baby.

I want to have a baby.

Oh, God.

Yeah, yeah.

We've got two whole weeks
in Paris.

Wouldn't it be great
to conceive a child in Paris?

Oh, sure, but, uh...

let's try for Manhattan.

[Adam] Sure. How soon?
You got it.

-Merci beaucoup, garçon.
-All right.

All right, my friend.
I look forward to it.

Be well. Bye.

Ho!

[sighs]

I just told Mike I'm in
the market for a film studio.

Adam, that's such
an unpredictable business.

-What do you know about it?
-As much as you do.

Maybe more.

Really?

Why? Because you got
a bit part in a movie

and slept with the director?

No. Because I talk
to your Hollywood friends,

I read the
Wall Street Journal.

You can win a fortune,
but you can lose, too.

Are you worried that
your standard of living
might be reduced?

What a mean
and stupid thing to say.

[phone dialing]

You talk to me about
your deals all the time.

You claim you value
my opinion...

but apparently that's only
when I agree with you.

[Katrinka] Excuse me,
can you help me?

I'm looking
for Rue St. Lazare.

Of course, dear,
it's quite simple.

You go two blocks down
on Boulevard Montmartre,

make a right turn,
and you'll be there.

-Thank you so much.
-Not at all.

Miss Kovar, Mr. Zeiss.

A pleasure.
Won't you be seated?

Your ad says
you trace missing persons.

Lost heirs, usually.

Kidnapped children
and adults.

There's someone
I want you to find

under conditions
of confidentiality

and the utmost discretion.

And the person is?

My son.

[humming]

[sighs] Sad news this morning.

Mark von Hollen's wife
and family

died in a fire last night
in Connecticut.

No.

[Adam] Yeah, house burned
to the ground in the night.

He was in London.

To lose your family...

Your children.

Oh, God.

Look, I'll have
the office send flowers.

You need
to pull yourself together

if we're going to go look
at this potential investment
of yours.

I have to be downtown at 10:00.

I'll be in the car.

[Adam] Wow!

I used to come to this place
when I was a kid.

It was such a great hotel.

[Katrinka] So,
what do you think?

[Adam] Uh...

Let me see your figures again.

Let's see...

Well, I think...

you should buy it.

It's such a gamble.

[Adam] The greater the risk,
the greater the fun.

Champagne and adrenaline,
remember?

Hey, if it doesn't work,
I'm rich enough for both of us.

Listen.

Next year,
I'm gonna be up to my ears
learning the film business.

It would be great for you
to have a chance like this
to occupy yourself.

What if I get pregnant?

That doesn't seem
to be happening, does it?

[sighs] Maybe if we both stop
thinking about it, it will.

Hey... do this.
I'm behind you all the way.

[telephone rings]

-Hello?
-[Paul]
Mrs. Graham.

-Paul Zeiss.
-Yes, Mr. Zeiss.

I'm afraid I have
nothing new to report.

And truthfully,
I feel a little guilty.

Not that I don't appreciate
your handsome retainer, but...

-you want to go on with this?
-Yes.

May I ask why
after all this time?

'Cause no matter
where I've been

and what I've done,
no day has gone by

when I haven't wondered
if my son is well

and safe and loved.

I understand.
We'll persevere.

Thank you.

[Adam] So, do I get to go home
with you tonight?

-I hope so.
-Yeah.

-Oh, this is a triumph!
-Hey, Carlos.

For you and for
the children of the streets.

Carlos, who needs more help
than a child?

Exactly.

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

Let's go find her. Adam?

I'm just gonna say hi
to the Warner Bros. people.

There you are.

Try and get a moment alone
with Natalie.

-I think something's wrong.
-Like what?

I don't know, but she's
not acting herself.

Katrinka, isn't that
Mark von Hollen?

No one's seen him in ages.

-Excuse me?
-OK.

I love what you've done
with the place.

-It's absolutely beautiful.
-I know.

Mark, I've thought
of you so often.

I kept your letter.

It was enormous help. Um...

I didn't know you lost
your parents under
those circumstances.

I'm sorry.

I never thought
I'd get over it.

It's taken me a long time
to want a life without Lisa

and the children.

But I think I'm back now.

And thank you
for your invitation.

I'm just pleased
you could make it.

Have you seen Adam?

[Mark] I'm on my way.

Save me a dance.

Absolutely.

[Natalie] Katrinka.

[Katrinka] Natalie.

Khalid has declared the Cyril
his favorite New York hotel.

We designed the penthouse
with him in mind.

[Natalie] This is spectacular.
I'm so thrilled for you.

Darling, are you all right?

-Not exactly.
-Can we have some time together?

Hmm-mm, not this trip.
We're flying back
to Riyadh tomorrow.

-Katrinka.
-Sabrina.

Princess Hadir.

Hello, Sabrina.

So, what do you think
of the Cyril?

I am trying desperately
to find something to criticize.

-[Natalie giggles]
-Thank you, Sabrina.

I think.

-Excuse me.
-Certainly.

Natalie. Tell me something.

Mm, that could be dangerous.

This is off the record.

Now, take a look at Mr. Graham.

Could it be the great one

is a little upstaged
by his wife?

[Sabrina chuckles]

Ah, that was wonderful.

It was great.

Yes.

Adam.

You're angry.

Come on, I'm tired.

Of course you are, you've been
working nonstop for months.

Something happen tonight?

You opened New York's
premier luxury hotel.

No, besides that.

No, nothing happened.

I have a suggestion to make.

Could you and I simply
go somewhere and...

spend some time together?

Where would you like to go?

I always want to go
to the Golden Horn.

[scoffs] Why do you
hold onto that place?

It's barely breaking even.

[Katrinka] I couldn't
give it up, it's part of me.

It's a rational
business decision.

-Hey, what is this?
-Come on, Katrinka.

I can't just pick up
and go to the Alps.

I have to be in London
on Monday.

And I have a hotel to run,
but couldn't we just

take off for a few days
and just...

What?

I was gonna say
"and love one another."

What does that mean?

To share things again.

To feel that...

life together is more fun
than when we're apart.

Is it?

I've tried
to make you proud of me.

I've tried to live up to
the role of Adam Graham's wife

and I've learned so much
about myself

that I wouldn't have known
otherwise.

Which has been
one of your great gifts to me.

But if I'm losing you
in the process,

it seems like
a very stupid exercise.

No, no, no, no, look at me.

You're not gonna make me
the heavy just because

I'm married to a woman
who wants to have everything

but can't accept the
consequences of her own actions.

You wanted it.

You wanted me to fill up
my time

so you could devote 24 hours
a day to your movie studio.

Well, you have your studio
and you have your shipyards,

and I hope to God they've
been keeping you warm at night

because I certainly haven't
had that opportunity.

Well, I'll call
your private secretary
and I'll make an appointment.

Maybe I've done too much,
is that it?

And you can't handle it because
you need to be the star.

Yeah. Yeah.

[Katrinka] I don't want
to compete with you.

I want to love you.

And if that's no longer
of interest,

you just better tell me now.

I don't wanna do this.

Let's go to Aspen
before we go to London.

You have dinner yet?

[Adam groans]

Yeah, at the bar.

Did you have a good run?

No.

Nothing seems very good
anymore, does it?

I've tried, we've both tried
over the past years, but...

Are you as lonely as I am?

Apparently not.

What the hell do you want,
Katrinka?

[tosses boot]

More than we have.

Well, I'm sorry
all this is so inadequate.

I should have said,
"I want you."

I'm not so sure
you know who I am.

Oh...

Can we just table all this, OK?

I got calls to make and we have
an early flight to London.

Certainly.

[door closes]

Tell him
it was their proposal.

I approved it,
and they're stuck with it.

Good.
I'll talk to you tomorrow.

-[hangs up phone]
-Sorry, static
on the print campaign.

We were due at Cheyne Walk
seven minutes ago.

[Katrinka] Adam, I'm in London
because you wanted me to be.

That doesn't mean everything
in New York came to a stop.

-How do I look?
-You look great.

You're the man who spent 2/3
of every vacation on the phone.

You got to say what you have
to say and get the hell off.

Natalie and Khalid will forgive
us for being 20 minutes late.

I got important business
with at least four people

who are gonna be at this thing.
Can we just get going?

How can you criticize me
for taking care of my business

when everything in your life,
including lunch
with old friends,

is just another chance
to cut a deal?

[door opens]

[indistinct conversation]

[woman] Mrs. Graham?

Trudy Heller. We used to stay
with you at the Golden Horn.

My husband Claus
and son Christian.

Of course.
How lovely to meet you again.

Christian, I remember you
from the bunny slopes.

Oh, yes, me too.

Adam. Adam,
do you know the Hellers?

Sure. Didn't we meet
at the conference in Zurich?

-[Natalie] Food, everyone.
-[Adam] Hello, Christian.

-How do you do, sir?
-We don't want the caviar
to get hot.

Excuse me.
Katrinka, cherie,

I must take you away
for a moment.

I want to show you my new
armoire in the bedroom. Come.

You won't believe it.
It was a bargain.

Aziz is very social.

[Aziz] A bargain.

You can't believe it.

It was a bargain.

I want to leave Khalid.

-Natalie!
-I can't go back to Riyadh.

It was bearable when we were
spending time in New York
and London,

but now Khalid stays home
all the time because
of the political situation.

I can't stand one more day
of confinement in the palace.

I can't go out alone, I have
to wear the veil in public.

And I can't stand
the first wife.

Does Khalid know how you feel?

Yes.

I still love him
and he loves me.

But he says, if I try to go,
he won't let me take Aziz.

I can't imagine my life
without my son.

My only hope is to get us both
to America.

Please.

Please, help me.

I'd like to have your impression
of this one, too.

[telephone rings]

And, uh, I want
to show you this one.

-Hello,
oui?
-You'll have a look later.

Yes,
merci.
Just a moment,
please, I'm sorry.

Oh, Katrinka.

We need your plane
at Heathrow on Thursday

to take Natalie and Aziz to LA.

Well, that's easily arranged.

Um... tell Natalie

I'm delighted she finally
came back to her senses.

The last thing she needs
to hear right now, Jean-Claude,
is "I told you so."

But she'll be very grateful
and so am I.

Just let me know when you're
ready to leave Adam.

[Katrinka]
Spare me your nonsense.

-Promise me you'll be there.
-Yes.

You can depend on it.
Bye-bye.

[click]

This is the important jewelry.

This box is ready.

-Passports.
-I'll have them with me.

-How dependable is the nanny?
-Oh, completely.

She'll have Aziz at the Gardens
at 1:00 sharp.

Perfect. Whew!

-Hello.
-Katrinka.

I was trying to lure your wife
into a shopping spree at Harrods

-but she's been virtuous.
-Oh, that's completely
out of character.

And then some.
I'll just return these for her.

Just one moment.

Amal, Jelle.

Take these boxes down
to Mrs. Graham's car, please.

I'll see you Thursday
at the fox hunt.

I have a treat for you,
a marvelous mare
I just bought in Ireland.

-I can't wait to meet her.
-Thank you, Katrinka.

I love you.

[indistinct conversation]

[hounds barking,
horses neighing]

-[Adam] Khalid.
-[Khalid] Adam.

[Khalid] Jelle, make sure
I have blankets for him
when I come back.

Whaddya say?

Katrinka.

How do you like her?

She's magnificent.

[Khalid] She is.

[blowing horn]

Well, we're off on time.

They'll pick up the scent
quickly in this weather.

Go ahead.

Who described this
as "the unspeakable
in pursuit of the inedible"?

[Katrinka laughs]

[hounds barking]

Bless that fox.

Khalid's going
to overtake the hounds.

At least we know where he is
for the next two hours.

-Aziz? The plane?
-Yes, all set.

Good work, love.
Hop right back in.

Call me at the hotel tomorrow.

There's no way I can thank you.

[car starts]

Bye.

[Sabrina] Katrinka.

What happened to you?

The beast threw me.
What in the world is going on?

Natalie wasn't feeling well
so she's going into London.

She looked more distraught
than ill.

And wasn't that your assistant,
Robin Dougherty?

Come on, Katrinka, spill.

Or let me find out on my own,
and believe me, I will.

Sabrina, you and I
haven't been friends.

But I respect you.

I'm going to tell you the truth,
with the understanding

that Natalie's future
and the happiness
of her little boy

depend on you keeping
your mouth shut.

-Am I clear?
-Perfectly.

[Katrinka] Natalie's life with
Khalid has been a minor hell.

If all goes well, she'll pick up
Aziz in Kensington Gardens

within the hour and be on
a private flight to America

before Khalid realizes
that she's gone.

That is the story of the year.

Which you are not
going to write.

What you're going to do
is come with me into the house

and we'll have a head start
on the hunt feast.

Mrs. Graham,
you are some piece of work.

[phone rings]

Yeah.

No, you gotta be kidding.

No, she's right here.

Khalid wants to speak to you.

Yes, Khalid.

I'm sorry, there's nothing
I can tell you.

Certainly.

If I hear anything from her,
I'll have her call you
right away.

Goodbye.

Where is she?

Somewhere over North America.

Khalid is the single most
important client

of Graham Shipyards.

If you've done anything
to jeopardize that relationship,

I'll wring your neck.

A fleet of tankers
is supposed to mean more to me

than my best friend
and her little son?

Natalie asked for my help
and I gave it to her.

But don't worry,
she's on Jean-Claude's jet.

Khalid will hardly
trace that back to you.

[telephone ringing]

Hello.

[Paul]
Mrs. Graham.
Paul Zeiss.

Robin, will you
excuse me for a moment?

Oh, sure.

-Mr. Zeiss.
-Some good news at last.

One of my operatives
has found, in a warehouse,

cartons of Zimmerman's files,
an inquiry from an attorney,

Herbert Belin in Lucerne,
about adoption papers

for a male infant, Kovar.

Mr. Zeiss.

It's too soon to celebrate
Mrs. Graham.

-Belin retired to Zurich.
-[knock on door]

We're working full time
to locate him there.

But I did want you to have
the interim report.

-Thank you.
-I'll keep you informed.

Goodbye.

What are you doing here?

I got to fly to LA tonight,
looks like for about two weeks.

-I'll go with you.
-I'm gonna have my hands
full out there.

-I wouldn't be able
to spend any time with you.
-You won't have to.

Natalie and I will go
to the spa.

I don't want a continent
between us, Adam.

You're right.

Terrific.

And after LA,
we'll go to Kitzbuhel. Yeah?

Yes!

[Adam] Listen, yes, I said
I'll be there and I'll be there.

Yeah, all right. Meetings...

-I've got meetings all week.
-[Katrinka sighs]

[Adam] Why don't you go on
ahead to Kitzbuhel and...

and I'll be there
in time for your birthday?

Oh, Adam.

I know, I'm disappointed, too,
but maybe once I get there,

I can extend, huh?

Maybe I'll fly to Paris.

Do it.

In the meantime...

an advance birthday present.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

The bad news
is that Mr. Belin,

the attorney who contacted
Dr. Zimmerman

about adoption papers
for your son,

died in Lucerne three years ago.

The qualified good news is

that his practice was
taken over by another lawyer

who is willing to provide a list
of the clients he acquired
from Belin.

This means a long
and costly paper trail,

which could lead to nothing.

But if your son's adoptive
parents are on the list,

it could also result
in contact.

Shall we go ahead?

You know the answer
to that Mr. Zeiss.

Jean-Claude!

Do you realize that
following you down a ski slope

is an intensely
erotic experience?

You're outrageous.
How does Helen put up with you?

Probably in much the same way
as you put up with Adam.

[chuckles] I haven't seen you
since the great escape.

Natalie was eternally
grateful to you.

Mm. You and I were a pair
of fools, were we not?

What do you mean?

You really don't know?

What?

I didn't get Natalie
and your husband did.

What do you mean?

You're such an innocent,
and I wish you weren't.

What or whom do you suppose
is keeping Adam in California

while you're here?

How do you know Adam's
in California?

Natalie told me, of course.

Natalie?

Yes, my dear, Natalie.

Shall we?

[shower running]

[Adam chuckles]

[Natalie and Adam laughing]

Don't let me interrupt.

I just came to return
my birthday present.

And to tell you
I want a divorce.

[Adam hits wall]

-[Adam] She's in a meeting?
Can't you do better than that?
-[door slams]

You're not gonna negotiate
a divorce settlement
in the newspapers

and you're not gonna
make a fool out of me
in the gossip columns.

Publicity's publicity.

At least she spelled
the name right.

[Adam] Where the hell
did she get that picture?

-Hmm?
-[glass shatters]

That wasn't paparazzi,
that was taken
in our living room!

Better in the living room
than in the shower.

Call her off, Katrinka.

I didn't call her on.

You spend your entire adult life
courting the press,

so how can you be surprised
when they write about you?

[telephone ringing]

If that's your lawyer,

tell him he's got himself
a game of hardball.

[ringing continues]

Hello.

Paul Zeiss, Mrs. Graham.

I'm very sorry to give you
this kind of news, but...

Dr. Zimmerman committed suicide

this morning in Munich.

Apparently,
he was in very bad health.

We'll continue to make our way
through Attorney Belin's files,
of course,

but at this point,
I am not overly optimistic.

I'll keep you informed.

Thank you.

[door opens]

Are you all right?

I feel like I've lost
everything.

Adam's being impossible.

Every time I reach an agreement
about something,
he changes his mind.

I think Adam's just realized
he's made a major mistake.

He'll never marry Natalie.

And I'll betcha he'd come back
if you'd let him.

I won't. I can't.

All the money,
all the women.

All the children in this world
weren't enough to...

satisfy Adam.

And Adam's success
wasn't enough for me.

I wanted to experience
everything, you know.

But in the end,
what really matters
turns out to be so simple.

Someone to love who loves you.

And work to do
which gives you pleasure.

Course, what else is there?

Since someone to love doesn't
seem to be an option right now,

I'm going to concentrate
about work.

If I may say so,

I think that you should just get
out of New York for a while.

And do what?

Well, I'm opening offices
in London.

And I've bought myself
a little house in Mayfair.

Katrinka, there's
this marvelous old hotel
for sale in Knightsbridge.

Come to London, buy it...

And we'll do the hotel together.

[chuckles]

[doorbell chimes]

[Mark] Katrinka!

-Mark!
-[Mark] Welcome to London.

I heard about the hotel.

I knew you were in town,
but Carlos wouldn't let me call

because you were working
around the clock.

You wretch!

So, um...
make the most of your day.

Thank you.

I'm sorry about the divorce.

It is a nightmare.

Adam's a master tactician and...

delay seems to be
his tactic of choice.

I can't say I blame him.

Will you walk with me?

Yeah, I'd like that.

Does it ever go away?

[Mark] Ah, I think about
the children

every day of my life.

But it's bearable now.

You're the only person
who dares to broach the subject.

[Katrinka] I should think it
would help to talk about them

and to remember them
and to feel close to them.

[Mark] Precisely.

You're really very gifted.

At what?

Living.

Thank you.

I wanna make love
to you, Katrinka.

Life is so short.

So short.

I hate to waste it
playing games.

I can't go into that hotel
with you because in 20 minutes,

the whole world will know
about it

and Adam will use it
to make more trouble.

Come on with me.

Say yes.

Please!

Say yes.

How could I say anything else?

Yes.

Excuse me,
but Mr. Graham is here.

She knows who I am.
Thanks.

Adam.

Yeah. I'm in London a lot
these days on business.

I don't know, I just realized
that there's nothing
I'd like more

than to spend a quiet
country weekend with you.

To discuss our situation,
of course.

What do you say?
Wanna drive up to Cambridge?

-No.
-Oh. I'm sorry.

Should be.

[chuckles]

No, I mean I'm sorry you won't
spend the weekend with me.

According to our friend Sabrina,
you're involved with an actress.

[Adam] Well, you know better
than to believe

what you read
in the gossip columns.

Although I must say, I'm kind of
enjoying being single again.

You're not, and you
won't be until you sign
those divorce papers.

I really have missed you.

There's a lot going on
I'd like to talk to you about.

I need an extension
on the deadline.

I had to mortgage the apartment,
which means...

the title isn't clear,
which means...

I can't assign it to you.

Then keep the apartment.

Keep the apartment
and sign the papers.

OK.

The deadline stands.

[doorbell buzzes]

Is it official?

As of 6 p.m. London time,
my divorce is final.

-Congratulations.
-[Katrinka chuckles]

Celebrate here or on the town?

Oh, here, definitely here.

[telephone rings]

Let me deal with that and I'll
tell the board no more calls.

Glasses are on the table.

Hello.

Mrs. Graham?

Mr. Zeiss.

We found your son.

I can only begin to imagine
how you must feel.

I trust myself.

More at this point
than ever before in my life.

My son's in Kitzbuhel
at the Excelsior for the week.

I'll leave tomorrow.

Not necessarily
to introduce myself

but to... see him.

And if I can manage it,
to talk to him.

And then I'll trust myself
to decide what's right for him

and for me.

Want me to go with you?

No.

But thank you.

[man] Ready when you are.

Hey, Christian, let's go!

Let's go!

[laughs]

-Who are you?
-Christian, isn't it?

[Christian] Christian Heller.

[Katrinka] Katrinka Graham.

Used to come to the Golden Horn.

We met a few years ago
at Prince Khalid's party
in London.

I knew I recognized you,
but who knew you could
ski like that, huh?

I'd forgotten I could myself.

I was on the Czech ski team
before you were born.

Would you like another run?

I'm not sure I could
do it again.

May I offer you tea
at the Golden Horn?

You bet.

-Do you still own this place?
-I do.

My friends, the Hubners,
retired,

but a young man from Gstaad
manages it for me now.

I love it here.

It was the best part
of my childhood.

-Really?
-Yeah.

It's nice to hear that.

My parents sent me away
to boarding school when I was 6.

But they'd collect me
at holidays and we'd come here

and I could sort of pretend
we were a normal family.

Weren't you?

A normal family?

No, not really.

My father was in
the diplomatic corps

and changed posts
every couple of years.

They decided boarding school
would give me some structure.

I was a real handful.

Perhaps I didn't like
being adopted.

Did your parents tell you that?

[Christian] It would have been
better if they had.

A nurse got mad and laid it
on me when I was about 5.

But if they adopted you,

they must have
wanted a child very much.

They must have loved you.

In their own way.

I think they liked
the idea of a child.

Did you ever wonder
about your birth parents?

All the time.

Did you ever try to find them?

No. I figured they probably
wouldn't be interested.

When's your birthday, Christian?

October 7.

I have a son who was born
October 7, 1970.

He's my age exactly.
Where is he?

[Katrinka] I've been trying
to find him for many years.

I gave him up for adoption
when he was born.

You must have been very young.

And frightened.

My lover was married.

My parents had just died
suddenly.

I... I didn't know what to do.

I made a terrible mistake.

One I've regretted ever since.

Why are you telling me this?

[Katrinka] So that perhaps
you'll understand...

and forgive.

Forgive who?

Me.

You?

You're my mother.

[Katrinka] I found out yesterday
who you are and where you were.

I took a plane from London
this morning.

I didn't come to tell you,
I just came to see you.

If I've upset you, I'm sorry.

I'm not upset.

I'm just sort of stunned.

So am I.

I didn't think I'd like you.

And?

God, I... don't know.

Here's my number in London.

And this is my permanent number
in New York.

Please think about this.

And call me if you want to.

I hope so much you will.

Auf Wiedersehen.

Auf Wiedersehen.

[rings]

Hello.

[Mark]
It's Mark.

I'm so happy you called.

I wish you were here.

Give me five seconds.
I'm in the lobby.

What?

You'll drive yourself crazy
waiting around for this call.

Why don't we go outside
for a while?

Yes.

If Christian calls,
the switchboard will
tell him where we are.

Thank you.

Christian, Mark.

[Christian] Hi.