"Translation and subtitles by PEPPER  LALASPAIN *** SONG LIVES FOR EVER ***" "Well?" "Nervous?" "Good luck!" "God, I can't wait till it's over." "Thanks!" "You'll be fine." "Just chill." "Just don't let the occasion get to you." "Hey, good luck with tomorrow." "Thanks, Ann." "You'll be fine!" "You will be there, won't you?" "Of course I will." "It's not every day that one of my trainees gets married." "Oh, I've got to hurry up!" "Got so much to do." "Good luck." "Don't be late." "I'm sure it's him that's gonna be late." "Hello, Sir." "I really need some flowers." "Those will be great." "How much is that?" "£3,50." " £3,50." "Here's a 5." " Wait, sorry, Sir!" "Alright?" "Ha, ha." "Alright?" "Here." "Here's the tape." "It's good." "You'll like that one." "Here you go." "Good luck." "You'll need it." "Sylvia!" "Wait." "You can't marry him." "Look, there's something really important that you've got to know about this guy." "He's already married." "I saw him coming out of "relate" the other day." "If you marry him, you're a bigamist." "Come on, Vic." "You can do better than this." "Yesterday he was a terrorist, the day before, a drug dealer." "Who do you think I am?" "Alright, he's not a terrorist, but, look, you still can't marry him." "Give me one good reason." "Because I love you." "Oh, Vic, you don't love me." "You love the fool who used to tidy up behind you, lick your boots, stay up half the night listening to your pathetic delusions of grandeur... who you dumped for that actress, remember?" "Well, I'm not that fool anymore, thank God." "Look, that was a mistake." "The worst mistake" "I've ever made in my whole life." "I didn't mean it." "I was stupid." "I was immature." "I was..." "You were a bastard." "Yeah, OK." "I'm gonna marry Dave, and there's nothing you can do or say to stop me." "Sylvia, I've changed." "I promise you I've changed." "Oh, Cr..." "Bastard." "You mustn't listen to him." "He's just putting on an act." "He's an actor, remember?" "A pretty bad one." "I know." "Look..." "I'm gonna tell you something I haven't told you before because I didn't want to hurt you." "Victor is the worst thing that ever happened to you." "Such a phony." "Allie, you're talking about the man" "I spent 6 years of my life with." "I was very happy..." "Most of the time." "It's just that I loved him too much." "Remember, it was him who dumped you for another girl." "It was a terrible mistake." "I didn't say getting involved with Carol was a terrible mistake." "What was a terrible mistake was telling Sylvia." "At least I was honest." "She's gone." "She's not coming back, you know?" "Mate, it's not the end of the world." "Plenty more fish in the sea." "I mean, look." "Alright?" "Hey!" "Hey, do you know who this guy is?" "No." "He is Victor Bukowski, a very, very well-known actor." "He's got a nice hairy neck." "There, you see?" "Says you've got a nice hairy neck." "Hey?" "She's in the bag." "Hi!" "There he is." "Ooh." "You're so lucky." "Hi." " Hi!" " Hi!" "Allie, how are you doing?" "I'm fine." "Sweetheart." "It's great to see her so happy." "She's been talking about you all day." "Allie." "Ooh." "I gotta go." "I'll see you guys tomorrow..." "At church!" " Bye!" " Bye!" "Hello, babe." "Look, Vic, we all make mistakes." "But we learn from them, and we get over them." "You can't dwell on the past for the rest of your life." "Victor Bukowski." "It's Sean Daltrey here, your agent." "Who the fuck do you think you are," "Marlon Fucking Brando?" "You, my friend, are going down the pan." "Listen, don't ask me how, no why but I managed to get you some work." "It's a Sci-Fi film, it's called the Return of Killing Silhouettes." "You got three lines." "You gotta be down there Monday, 5 A.M., and for Christ's sake, Bukowski, don't argue with the director this time!" "This job is your last fucking chance, OK?" "Oh, and by the way, you're a Martian." "My ex-girlfriend." "She's getting married tomorrow." "Oh, is she?" "Yeah." "We were together for six years and 25 days." "And now she's getting married to somebody else." "She's marrying this other guy tomorrow?" "That's a photograph of her." "She's a beautiful girl, man." " She's beautiful, isn't she?" " Yeah, she is." "And now she's gonna go marry some other guy." "I'm madly in love with her and she left me eight months ago." "You ever do something so terrible that you'd give anything in the world to put it right?" "Are you drinking from a guilty conscience or because you still love her?" "You don't drink on a guilty conscience after, like, eight months." "Mmm, you wanna be sure." "What's the saying?" "Two wrongs don't make a right." "So what stops you two from getting back together then?" "Just the fact that she's getting married to somebody else tomorrow." "To some asshole that she met in a gym." "I mean, can you imagine marrying somebody that you met in a gym?" "Where did she first meet you?" "In a psychiatric hospital." "No, I was..." "Working in the cafe there, and she was a student." "So what kind of person do you meet in a psychiatric hospital?" "Loser." "Some actor who thinks he's Marlon Fucking Brando." "An actor?" "Wow!" "Yeah, unemployed actor." "Really?" "Mm-hmm." "I'm surprised, 'cause you've got a very interesting face." "Oh, no, I don't." "No, you do, you do." "I can spot a charismatic face from a mile out." "Well, apparently," "I don't have a very charismatic mouth." "No, I argue too much." "Did you used to argue with her, too?" "No." "We had something really special," "You know?" "Yeah." "Something special." "Why do we always think we've found something special, something unrepeatable, your one and only true love?" "And you always end up telling the same old story." "So..." "Did you at least have the guts to tell her or did she find out?" "No, I told her." "I'd been seeing this girl, Carol who was an actress, who I thought that I'd fallen in love with." "We were at her flat after rehearsals, and she was in the play I was in at that time." "But I don't know." "I just..." "I wasn't with her that day." "I know, deep in my heart," "I was feeling bad, and worried about Sylvia, so when I left Carol's flat" "I was in a strange mood, and then to make matters ten times worse, it was carnival." "Now, if there's one thing on the planet that I absolutely hate, it's the Notting Hill carnival." "Because, I mean, if you live there, for three days, it's just mayhem." "You can't sleep, you can't think, you can't breathe." "And I've never understood why they can't have it in winter like they do in most normal countries instead of August." "At this point," "I was thinking what to tell Sylvia in case she asked me." "When all of a sudden, I thought I heard Freddy giving me one of his usual pieces of advice." "for these kinds of situations." "First, have a beer before you go home so you smell of alcohol!" "Second, nick something from her drawers!" "An earring or a necklace!" "Say I gave it to you, found it at home." "Then I run into Sylvia's best friend." "Alison is a king-size pain in the ass." "Managed to hide from her." "Anyway..." "I finally arrived home..." "Hi." "And there she is." "Hi." "I was, uh..." "I was just talking to a friend on the phone, and she said she saw you today." "Really?" "Where?" "Going into a house." "Yeah, Freddy's house." "Wasn't his street." "What am I talking about?" "Freddy's girlfriends house." "You went on your own." "I know, I know, I know." "I was with Freddy's girlfriend." "I bumped into her when I was walking down the street." "What a coincidence." "Yeah, isn't it?" "Another thing, um..." "Before I forget..." "Freddy gave me this, and was wondering whether or not it might be yours." "Maybe you dropped it the last time you were over there, something like that," "Because he'd already asked his girlfriend, and she said no, it wasn't hers." "And so he was wondering whether or not it wouldn't be yours." "Is it yours?" "Yeah." "It's mine." "Oh, good." "Must've dropped it." "Mm-hmm." "Been looking for that for ages." "Have you eaten?" "No." "How's the carnival?" "It's as insane as it ever is." "I hate it so." "Oh, let's go." "What, you want to go out in it?" "Yeah." "I haven't been out all day." "But you can't..." "you can't move out there." "Come on." "You can grind." "Yeah." "Yeah, alright then." "Yeah?" "Let's go and do carnival things." "Won't be a minute." "Alright." "Sylvia..." "I'm coming." "It's wasn't Freddy's girlfriend's house." "It wasn't Freddy's girlfriend." "What?" "So why didn't you keep lying?" "You were doing really well." "Do you love her?" "Do you?" "Yes." "You fucking bastard." "So get the fuck out..." "Go on." "Get the fuck out of here!" "Go fuck yourself!" " Sylvia!" " Fuck off!" "It was the most horrible day of my life." "So what happened to the other girl?" "Ah, I don't know." "It just kinda fizzled out." "I woke up one day next to her, and I looked at her and I thought..." ""I don't love you."" "Strange, isn't it, how the light just changes sometimes?" "And then..." "I tried to go back to Sylvia, but..." "I was too late." "The light had changed for her, too." "Yeah." "If only I could go back and..." "Nah, this last one's on the house." "Thank you." "See you." "Yeah." "Hey." "Take this." "It's raining." "It's a little frayed, but it's better than nothing." "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!" "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!" "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!" "Whoa!" "I feel like shit." "Me, too." "I had a long day." "Go on." "Throw me in your truck." "Señor." "I think we have a problem here." "Me." "He wants me to throw him in the truck." "'Cause I'm rubbish." "I think he's pissed." "Wrong, Rafael, wrong." "This poor man is deluded." "And it is no fault of his." "No, no." "This poor man needs our help." "Where are we going?" "Whoo!" "Look yonder, my friend." "It's all there." "The things you threw away." "The things you did not want anymore." "The things you were desirous to forget." "The things that did not fit in your saddlebag." "And the things..." "You lost, too." "It all ends up here." "Pues ya en los nidos de antaño no hay pájaros hogaño." "What?" "You need to let go." "How can people throw things like this away?" "And books." "How can people throw away books?" "Ah, that I understand." "Of course, I can neither read nor write." "But books are the reason why people end up seeing giants and not windmills..." "Don Miguel." "If you read books, friend Rafael, perhaps a great deal more would fit in your pockets." "But for our new friend and myself, the future is an even bigger pocket, and he cannot see what it contains." "You are evading the issue, Rafael." "Our friend here... is enchanted, for he sees no life without his princess now that she is marrying another knight." "How do they know?" "And we need to disenchant him." "But it didn't work with Dulcinea, Don Miguel." "Oh, that was an exception." "This time it shall work." "Show me." "Not half as good as master Cervantes..." "But it will do." ""From this world-wearied flesh, eyes look your last"." ""Arms, take your last embrace"." ""And lips... oh you, the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss, a dateless bargain to engrossing death."" "You know what to do." "Wait, wait, wait, wait." "Hang on, hang on." "I was..." "I was..." "I was only joking." "I..." "I didn't..." "Now." "OK, OK, OK, OK..." "Now, it's easier..." "If you wear this." "You've never seen us." "Otherwise..." "You'll break the spell." "Your heart is a kite tangled in a tree." "Go..." "And disentangle it." "Have you sent that page?" "First class." "He will get it tomorrow." "Tomorrow?" "Tomorrow will now be a long time for him." "Aah!" "This last year's stock?" "No, this is this year's stock." "I'm normally late, but not that late." "What's your problem?" "I don't know where I am." "Where do you want to go, Sir?" "I don't know where I am in time." "It's 2 o'clock." "What day is it?" "Sunday." "Carnival day." "What month is it?" "August, Sir." "Are you absolutely sure?" "Have a good one, Sir." "Yes!" "Or maybe I should just ask him outright." "No, cos if you're wrong you'll make a fool out of yourself." "The one thing that never fails, say something like," ""I was cleaning out the room and a packet of condoms fell out of your jacket pocket."" "If Vic is guilty, he'll get all nervous and betray himself." "Allie, that's terrible." "He'll never believe that." "Well, you could say something like," ""I was speaking to a friend today on the phone, and she said she saw you today."" "Yeah, that's better." "Yeah, we'll have to improvise after that." "Yeah, I know." "I'm just being silly." "Vic would never do anything like that to me." "Yeah, bye!" "Allie?" "Allie, can you hear me?" "Hi, Al!" "It's carnival, Alison!" "Don't you think it's great?" "What are you doing here alone without Sylvia?" "What?" "Shouldn't you be at home looking after her a bit?" "At home?" "Yes." "Ha,ha!" "You're absolutely right!" "Yeah!" "Yeah." "You're absolutely right!" "I'll just go and get her." "It's great to see ya, Allie!" "Bye." "Pissed out of his mind." "I was just talking to a friend on the phone, and she said she saw you today." "Hi." "Hi ya." "I, I was just talking to a friend on the phone." "And she said she saw you today." "Vic..." "Please." "Slap me in the face." "Why?" "There's nothing wrong, nothing wrong." "Just slap me in the face..." "Hard." "OK, please?" "Sorry." "You're still here." "Yeah." "You're still here." "I'm still here." ""Your heart is a kite tangled in a tree." "Go and disentangle it."" "You're drunk." "I am." "And you're wet." "I fell in a puddle at the carnival." "You went to carnival?" "Yeah, I went to the carnival." "Like this?" "Yeah." "Are you hot?" "I'm roasting." "Whoops." "♪ Follow the leader, leader, ♪" "♪ jump and wave... ♪" "You hate the carnival." "I don't anymore." "I love you." "Mmmm, I love you, too." "Do you?" "Mm-hmm." "Uhmm!" "Sylvia..." "Will you marry me?" "Ow!" "Ow!" "You are so drunk." "I know, but... but will you marry me?" "Oh!" "Pleaaaase." ""Vic." ""Didn't want to wake you." "Have a sweet hangover..." Hmm." ""And a good rehearsal."" "Good rehearsal?" "Shite!" "Repentance, Emilio, I want repentance." "I'm not going to kill you because you have betrayed us, but because you haven't repented from the heart." "There he is." "Oh, my!" "¡Hombre, Victor!" "Victor, where have you been?" "We've been waiting for you all morning, Victor." "Um, um, sorry I'm late, everybody," "I..." "I really am." "Hey, Vic, how's it going?" "It's really great to see you." "Are you OK?" "I am fantastic." "Christina, hi ya." "Hi, Victor." "Li, Lisa, and... and Mark." "Hello, Vic." " And Nathan" " Hi!" "And..." "James." "Ha, ha!" "It's great to see you again." "Again?" "I only saw you yesterday." "But it's still great to see you." "Ahh, give me another hug." "Hi." "Hi." "You're weird." "I know." "Hi, Bobby." "Where have you been?" "Hi." "What... what's going on?" "We have to talk." "Have you told her?" "No, I haven't told her, and I'm not going to." "What?" "But you said you would." "I've changed my mind." "I've thought it through, and I've decided that we have to stop seeing each other." "I don't understand." "I-I'm sorry if I've misled you." "Misled me?" "Fucking bastard!" "Listen, Carol." "It wouldn't have worked!" "Trust me!" "You would have got really bored with me really soon." "I know it." "We would have gone away to the country one day, to Sussex, and you would have said to me..." "You're a fucking bloody bastard!" "No, no, not at first." "First, you would have said to me over breakfast," ""Vic, do you realize how little we have in common?" "We don't even speak the same language."" "Let's get back to work." "You would have got on the first train back to London, then we'd never have seen each other ever again." "I don't know what you're talking about!" "Come on, we are all waiting." "Trust me." "I've been there before." "You scum!" "OK, everybody." "Shhhh." "Positions." "You know, you're going to get a really good part in a film after this." "It's a James Bond film." "And, uh, you get to snog Pierce Brosnan." "Victor?" "What more do you want?" "What more do you want?" "Repentance..." "Emilio." "I want repentance." "I'm not going to kill you because you've betrayed us." "I'm going to shoot you in the balls because you haven't repented from the heart." "Maria..." "You can't do this." "Oh, yes, I can." "I myself volunteered to carry it out!" "Woof!" "Very good." "Did you like that power?" "Did you enjoy playing God?" "Very good, Carol, very good." "So was it fun to crush the dreams you once shared with us with your own fingers?" "Yes." "Was it?" "Was it fun to see us run like ants under the shadow of your shoe?" "Very good, very..." "Was it, Vic?" "!" "Was it, Vic?" "!" "Piece of shit!" "Whoo!" "Whoo!" "Grazie!" "Well, I'm impressed, Vic." "Ha!" "Mmmmmmmm." "This is good." "Mm-hmm." "Really good." "Can I tempt you into sniffing the cork?" "And you've tidied up." "Yup." "Why's your guitar up there?" "How did things go with your patients today?" "God, I had Alan today." "Claustrophobia." "I had to take him on the tube." "It was really difficult." "Oh, really?" "God." "Hang on." "You've never been interested in my work." "No, I'm interested." "I'm..." "I'm really interested." "Yeah, OK." "Um, "Psychology is a fascinating journey on a dead-end street."" "Who said that?" "Whoof!" "Oh, aye, but, well, you know..." "I must have been joking." "After six years with you," "I think I know perfectly well when you're joking." "No, really, I think that not only is psychology interesting, but it's also very important." "I mean, you know, as an actor, how else could I get into the hearts and minds of, you know, the characters that I play in and understand their wee foibles and..." " Leave it, Vic." "You're not on a stage." " Alright." "Are you, um, working at the bookshop this weekend?" "Bookshop?" "What bookshop?" "Bookshop, yeah." "Mm-hmm." "Vic?" "Mm-hmm." "Are you having an affair?" "What?" "I mean, are you having an affair?" "Are you seeing someone else?" "Because if you are, you should tell me." "What gave you that idea?" "Because you've been acting really weird lately." "You're distant, and you're cold except for yesterday when you were drunk." "And we haven't made love in ages." "So, don't lie to me." "I promise you" "I'm not having an affair." "I'm not seeing anyone." "I'm not even imagining the remotest possibility of anybody else." "So what's wrong?" "I don't know." "I suppose it's my career really." "I..." "I don't know why." "I just don't really see it going anywhere in the next kinda eight months." "So I'm a bit kinda confused as to, you know, what I'm supposed to be doing." "I mean, maybe you were right." "Maybe, you know, I should try something else maybe." "Do something else." "I never said that." "But you will." "You... you will." "You... you... you will." "You will." "Can I say something to you?" "Mm-hmm." "I know that over the past few years" "I've been a wee bit selfish." "I promise you I'll try and change." "Let's go in there." " Go in there, OK." " Yeah." "You shouldn't trust him." "No, you'd be amazed." "He really has changed." "Mmm." "I wouldn't be so sure." "He is an actor, remember?" "Ooh, what do you think?" "Nah." "It's incredible." "He's doing everything I want." "He's probably feeling guilty about something." "He's talking about having children." "Getting married, settling down." "Things he never wanted to discuss." "Will you hold up that mirror?" "But he's always been very good at talking, hasn't he?" "It's the facts we want." "He's stopped smoking." "Has he?" "Mm-hmm." "Hmm." " Hi." " I'm late." "Going jogging?" "No, to the gym." "To the gym?" "Wait." "What gym?" "Alison told me about this great gym, so I'm gonna go and meet her." "No, you can't go." "What do you mean I can't go?" "No, what I mean is that you don't need to go." "You're beautiful." "You're perfectly alright as you are." "Yeah, Alison, Alison only goes because she doesn't have any friends, and you've got lots of friends and a beautiful body, so you don't need to go to a gym." "No, I do." "And besides, it'll take my mind off work." "Well, yeah, but not in a gym." "I mean, gyms, they're bad for you." "They take your mind off completely." "You'll stop thinking altogether." "Honestly." "They're full of narcissistic wankers who spend all day raising weights 'cause they can't raise a hard-on." "You're right." "Mmm." "Maybe I'll find myself a really gorgeous man." "You're making the mistake of your life." "Oh, my God!" "Don't shut the door!" "Fuck!" "Hey!" "Vic." "What are you doing here?" "Shall we go for a run in the park?" "Huh?" "It's such a beautiful day." "You don't want to lock yourself away in a gym." "Yeah, but you're wearing my clothes." "I know." "I couldn't find my sports clothes." "'Cause you don't have any." "Look, I can't stop now." "You wanna go?" "Come on, huh?" "You look knackered." "I'm not, honestly, I'm fine." "I was thinking I might do the marathon this year, actually." " Yeah?" " Yeah." "So last one into the park does the hoovering for a month." "You're on." "Right." "Come on." "You said you could do this twice a week." "She's wearing the trousers." "Oh, come on." "It's true." "Ever since you finished with Carol, you let her take the reins." "That's rubbish." "Ah, well, then how come you're always out with her friends and not with us?" "How come you're reading all those boring psychology books, huh?" "I mean, you don't even dare smoke in front of her." "It's no big deal." "Of course it is!" "Women like to be shown the way." "They like their men to take the decisions, to take the initiative." "Isn't that right, baby?" "Aah!" "Ha, ha, ha!" "You see?" "They love it." "You need to change tactics." "You need to get the old Vic back." "You know, don't give her too much." "Just enough to keep her happy but hungry for more." "'Cause if you let them have too much, well, then they just start searching for something new." "Isn't that right, girls?" "Ha, ha, ha,ha!" "Hey, hey!" "Do you know who this guy is?" "Ready, Victor?" "This came for you." "Right." "Curtain's up in two minutes." "I know." "Calm, calm." "It's OK." "Energy." "Calm, calm." "(I'm not sure about this)" "Energy." "(What's his name, Beekowski or Bellkowski, this new Brando you're telling me about?" ")" "Shhh!" " Aah!" " Shut up!" "Bravo!" "Well done." " Nice one, Victor." " Good one." "Whoo!" "Jesus!" "Maravilloso." "Maravilloso." "You were..." "Fabulous." "Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!" " Thank you." " You are a genius." "Maravilloso, maravilloso!" "Aah!" "Alright?" "Well, what, what, what?" "It was alright." "What?" "Don't tell me you didn't like it." "I was just a little bit bored." "You were bored?" "It was great!" "Ha, ha, ha, ha!" "And you were the best." "So you... you liked it?" "Yeah, all that stuff with Carol was brilliant." "I mean, doesn't she like you?" "No, no, it was all in the text." "(I'm Sean Daltrey, premier agent to the film industry." "Where is this Billoski star?" ")" "Baby, get in the cupboard." "What?" "Get in the cupboard." "Really?" "(I like the sound of that name." "I can make it rhyme with Stanislavski)" "(Vic?" ")" "There's someone to see you." "Looks like he's gone." "What time were they supposed to be here?" "Now." "And who is this guy that she's bringing?" "Is it her new boyfriend?" "No, I don't think so." "I think he's just someone she's seen a couple of times." "I'm gonna have to take him into the toilet and tell him all about her." "Don't be horrible." "She's a nice girl." "She's got a lot of good qualities." "Name them." "Oh, there they are!" "Hi!" " Hi, Allie." " Hi." "Sylvia." "This is Dave." "Oh, shit, sorry." "No, it's OK, it's OK." "Are you alright?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "It's OK." "It's not too bad." "Right." "We'll start again." "Thank you." "Sylvia, this is Dave." "Hi, Dave." "And this is Victor." "Victor." "Hi." "Well, here we are." "Oh, Sylvia, you look great." "And you, Victor, you still working in the shop?" "Yeah." "You still living in the gym?" "Hmm." "The best part though has been meeting Dave." "He's doing physiotherapy." "He hurt his back in an accident." "Was it a bad injury?" "No, no, it wasn't too bad." "Uh, thanks." "I fell off a tractor." "He's an agricultural engineer." "He's been in Calcutta, helping them develop irrigation techniques." "And have you got a lot more physio to do?" "No, no." "Thank God." "Only got a couple of months." "I hate gyms." "They're full of narcissistic idiots." "Yeah, who spend all day raising weights to compensate for the fact they can't raise their penises." "Is that what you were gonna say?" "Yeah." "Something like that." "Well, if you don't understand the menu, just ask Dave." "He's the expert." "Well, that's good." "So, um..." "What do you recommend?" "If you don't like it too hot, try the Badami Korma." "Mm-hmm." "Hmm, Victor." "Victor?" "What?" "Try the... [Speaks foreign language]" "The what?" "It's goat's testicles." "Very good for the pulse." "Ha, ha, ha, ha!" "Erm, I need to go to the loo." "Will you excuse me a minute?" "Yeah." "Yeah, I think I'll join you." "No, look, you stay here with me." "What do you think?" "Yeah." "I really think accidents happen for a reason." "They're not just bad luck." "I think this accident was trying to tell me something." "Although it will probably take me a while to find out what it is." "But I know there was an important reason for me to come back." "Why did you decide to go to India in the first place?" "Oh, I got tired of building golf courses for rich people in Scotland." "I thought I could do something more useful with my life." "And why India?" "Um, I wanted to get away." "I'd just come out of a long relationship." "I wanted something very different." "As it was, I loved it." "I'd love to go back, settle down there in the future." "Why don't you go now?" "Well, because I've become involved in a reforestation program outside Newbury." "It's my hometown." "Looks like it's gonna go on for a while." "That's the trouble with these jobs." "You get sucked into them and you can't leave them." "Mmm." "I should imagine it's a bit like that with your patients." "You're a psychologist, aren't you?" "Mm-hmm." "Once you start treating someone you can't leave them till they're cured." "Yeah, sometimes I wonder whether some of them will ever be cured." "Yeah, she has to work with all these mad men." "It must be so scary." "I'm sure some of them are potential rapists or serial killers." "I think the psychologists are the real scary ones." "This is really delicious." "Did you see the way that guy was looking at you?" "Really?" "You're gonna have to be really careful, because he looks like a stalker." "Don't be silly." "I mean, "I think psychologists themselves are the real scary ones."" "I mean, what a contemptuous attitude towards psychology." "Vic, he was only joking." "I'm surprised you didn't like him, 'cause his sense of humor is a bit like yours." "What?" "!" "Like mine?" "Oh, come on, how can you say that?" "He doesn't have a sense of humor." "Oh, right, is that what you mean?" " And all that..." " Sorry." "Injury shite." "I mean, the only reason he came back was because he's obviously still in love with his girlfriend, but she doesn't want to have anything to do with him, because he's such a wanker." "You know, it's funny." "I thought it was because of Alison you were so sulky." "Ah, yeah, Alison's almost likable compared to him." "God." "Did he give you his phone number when I was in the toilet?" "No, he did not." "Why would he?" "Because you were doing Bambi impressions every time he so much as glanced at you." "I was just being polite." "Oh, really?" "And he wasn't much better." "I mean, didn't he ask you," ""where did you get your blouson?"" "Yeah." "And wasn't he always serving you wine before Alison?" "Yeah, because he was sitting opposite me, Vic." "And didn't he ask you whether you'd seen that program on channel 4 about psychologists planting memories?" "Yes!" "Well, there." "I rest my case." "Alright." "OK, I changed my mind." "Don't you think that him and Alison make a perfect couple?" " Hi." " Hi." "What are you doing here?" "I was, uh, just looking for Alison." "Oh, she left about half an hour ago." "I think she's gone home." "Oh, well, never mind." "I wasn't sure I was gonna come anyway." "Dave..." " How's your patients?" " How's your back?" "Uh, yeah, my back's fine." "What was it you said the other day about psychologists being scary?" "Oh, no, I'm sorry." "That was a stupid thing to say." "I've got nothing against psychologists." "I admire them." "Honestly, I'd love to do what you do." "What?" "Help people." "I mean, spiritually with their frustrations, their problems." "I basically grow plants and food." "You make people grow." "That's more rewarding." "Well, it's nice to see you." "It's nice to see you too." "Sylvia?" "Yeah?" "Do you, um..." "Do you want to go for a drink somewhere?" "Alright." "I'll see you." "Hey, Cinderella." "Hey, Sylvia." "There's somebody waiting for you downstairs." "I know." "Fuck." "Hi." "Hi ya." "Um, what are you doing here?" "Two tickets." "Radiohead." "Brixton Academy." "Tonight." "I thought you were seeing Freddy tonight." "Well, yeah, I mean, I was going to, but then I thought of this." "How did you get them?" "I queued for returns." "Are you sure they're for tonight?" "'Cause I know they were playing three nights." "Sylvia..." "Tonight." "Why didn't you call me?" "Because I thought it would be a nice surprise." "Oh, it is." "It's great." "It's just that I didn't expect it." "Well, you're not supposed to expect surprises, are..." "Does that mean you're happy about it?" "What?" "We... we should go, darling, or we're gonna be late." "No, mmm." "What?" "Nothing." "Shall we go?" "Yeah." "I just left something upstairs." "I won't be a minute." "What?" "Look, hi, I'm sorry..." "He's just turned up with 2 tickets for Radiohead, and they're my favorite band, so I couldn't say no." "Oh, no." "Yeah, but I can definitely see you tomorrow, lunchtime or after work or whenever." "Yeah, OK." "We've got to talk, OK?" "Yeah." "Bye." "What's the matter?" "Nothing." "I suddenly remembered the future." "Excuse me?" "I'm looking for this book." "Well, I wouldn't." "It's rubbish." "Is it?" "Yeah." "Oh, well, it's not for me." "It's for my boyfriend." "It's his birthday." "I know he particularly likes this writer." "Well, it really is crap." "I don't care." "I know he'll like it." "And I can't really afford to get it wrong, you see." "God, you sound like me." "Try to smile." "Why are you going so early?" "Well, I said I'd meet Vic at the bookshop, and we'd go and see a film." "What film?" "I don't know." "But now he always lets me choose." "I mean, like the other day," "I took him to see a Hungarian film." "Normally, I would have got a lecture on pretentious films and been punished with washing up for two days in a row or lending him his favorite jacket... which is mine." "But this time he let me off." "Think he knows?" "No." "(I think she's having an affair.)" "Really?" "That's tricky." "Yeah, it is tricky." "I don't know what to do." "Every single day," "I try and think of a different approach, and I always end up saying the wrong thing." "(Why don't you give him a call?" ")" "Tell him..." "You have to work late." "And that you'll go to the pictures tomorrow." "I know a really good way of finding out whether your partner's having an affair or not." "Do you?" "Oh, mind you, it's only for girls who suspect their boyfriends." "Well, try me, it might work." " Hi." " Hi." "Look, you're probably gonna think I'm mad, but I was tidying up the room and I picked up one of your jackets and a pair of guy's pants fell out on the floor and they weren't mine." "Pair of guy's pants?" "Which weren't yours?" "Yeah." "They weren't very clean, either." "Can I see these pants?" "No, you can't, 'cause I put them in the wash." "And you're sure they're not yours?" "Darling, I think I'd recognize my own pants." "Hmm." "I don't understand." "I mean, how can a pair of guy's pants which aren't yours get into my jacket pocket?" "Unless one of my sexually deranged patients put them there." "Oh, God, you probably think I'm having an affair or something." "Well, I mean, you can understand." "Yeah." "Probably just one of your patients put them there, though, eh?" "Mmm." "Look, anyway, let's just forget about it." "Yeah." "I'm sorry if it sounded like I didn't trust you." "Tidying up the room?" "Hmm, what a mess." "It's broken." "Yeah." "I can't do this anymore, Vic." "I can't lie to you." "I don't understand." "I'm moving out." "That's really nice stuff you're playing." "She likes it, too." "Who?" "The barmaid?" "No, no, She." "The moon." "The moon?" "Yeah, man." "Don't you see her sitting on top of my piano?" "She always comes down to listen to me play." "Yeah, I can see her." "No, she's gone now." "You scared her." "Sorry." "It's OK." "She'll come back when I start playing again." "You got a cigarette?" "Yeah, sure." "Haven't seen you here before." "Look..." "Is there a red-haired woman works in here?" "About 30?" "Blue eyes." "No, there's only Louise, and she only started a couple of days ago." "I don't think she was made for bar-tending." "It's so strange." "I'm sure I saw her here." "She was standing over there right behind the bar." "Man, you really are seeing things, aren't you?" "I must be seeing things." "Excuse me." "I've already asked the pianist, but I'm not sure whether or not I trust his eyesight." "I know what you mean." "Is there a red-haired woman works in here?" "About 30, blue eyes, very beautiful?" "No." "Are you sure this is the right bar?" "Yeah, I'm sure." "Um, we had a long chat one night." "She was very special." "She gave me this." "Can I see it?" "It's not much use." "Yeah, well, it was raining really hard that night." "But she's obviously not here yet." "Yet?" "It's a long story." "I'd better go." "Good night." "Good luck." "Here's to your flat." "Yeah, thank you." "How are things with Dave?" "Good." "It's good." "I mean, there's no pressure." "We don't ask each other questions, so just enjoy each other's company." "Great." "That's really great." "Have you heard from Vic?" "No." "Can you believe it?" "He hasn't even phoned." "No." "I think he's actually accepted it." "I thought I'd be besieged by him, and as always, the only thing" "I can't find an explanation for is Vic's behavior." "I hope he's OK." "I should ring him, but I think it's too early." "Yeah." "Just give him a little bit more time." "I hope after everything, we can still be friends though." "'Cause we were always really good friends." "Yeah, you were." "Cheers to you." "Oi, mate?" "Can you get me a bourbon from the bar?" "Yeah, sure." " Hi." " Hi." "A bourbon for the maestro, please." "Of course." "Can I get you something?" "Alright." "I'll have a vodka and tonic, please." "OK." "Whoo." "Mmm." "Is that very strong?" "Uh-huh." "It's OK." "Sorry." "You haven't done very much bar work before, have you?" "No." "In fact, I'm really a writer." "The reason why I took this job is that the main character of the novel I'm writing works in a bar." "I understand, because I'm an actor..." "And I'm working in a bookshop just now because the character I'm gonna play in my next film is a librarian." " Mmm?" " Hmm." "I also need the money." "Yeah, me, too." "I'm Victor, by the way." "I'm Louise." "Well, actually, my real name is Luisa, but people find it hard to pronounce properly." "Where are you from?" "I'm from Córdoba in Spain." "Spanish?" "Ya en los nidos de antaño..." " No hay..." " No hay..." " Pájaros." "Pájaros" " Hogaño." "Hogaño." "What the hell does that man?" "It means don't look for this year's birds in last year's nests." "It's from Don Quijote." "Where did you hear it?" "I think I dreamed it." "Like your red-haired woman?" "Did you dream her, too?" "The red-haired woman and Don Quijote are all part of the same story." "Don Quijote." "Don Quijote." ""The Knight of the Sorrowful Figure."" "In the end, he died in his bed of melancholia, hating the books of chivalry and blaming them for his madness." " Hey!" " Hmm?" "Don't fall asleep." "You still haven't told me about that beautiful red-haired woman you are looking for." "I can't actually tell you about her, because if I do, then I'll break the spell." "Louise..." "I'm gonna give you a pay rise so you can afford your breakages." "Sorry." "I think I'd better go home." "Do you live nearby?" "Just across the road." "Will you be OK?" "I'll be fine." "Oh!" "I'm OK." "Really?" "Are you sure?" "Abso-fucking-lutely." "Don't worry, Lou." "I'll take care of the rest." "OK, it's OK." "I'm absolutely fine." "It's OK." " Thank you." " See you tomorrow." "Bye." "Wait a minute." "Did you see that?" "What?" "The moon." "Did you see it?" "Anda, vamos." "Where do you live?" "Ahm..." "Aah!" "Ha, ha, ha!" "Hello, Victor, it's Louise." "We met last night at Lenny's in case you don't remember." "Remember the film I told you about yesterday?" "Well, it's on at the Ritzy, and I thought maybe you'd like to come with me to the afternoon performance before I go to work." "It was really, really nice talking to you yesterday." "I'll leave you my number if you arrive home before 03:00." "It's 0171-166-9327." "And in case you're wondering, nothing happened last night." "Vete a la mierda." "Hi." "I've been fired." "What?" "I've been fired." "I arrived tonight and there is somebody else doing my job, and the manager tells me they don't need me anymore." "Why?" "I don't know, I had a bad day yesterday." "I broke a few glasses." "And there's somebody else doing your job?" "I'm really sorry." "You didn't call me yesterday." "You always think you have something special." "Something unrepeatable." "The one and only true love." "Why is it you always end up telling the same story?" "Funny thing is, I thought I could live without her." "I was doing OK with my musical career." "Then my record company decided to drop me." "Really?" "I'm surprised, because you have an interesting face, you know?" "Thanks." "Honestly, I can spot a charismatic face a mile off." "Yeah?" "What can I do for you?" "Can I help you?" "No." "Oh, fuck!" "Do you want to get drunk?" "Mmm." "Mmmmmm." "What?" "Hmm?" "Mmm?" "Hmm." "You still haven't learned." "You'll never get another girlfriend till you change your attitude." " Oh, yeah?" " Yeah." "You can't approach a woman you fancy with an "all-or-nothing" attitude." "It's not as black and white as that." "There's a lot of gray girls out there in a lot of Grey areas, give you the shag of your life." "Life is too short for romantics like you, my friend." "You blink, they go after some other guy who expects less from them." "Women have changed." "They're more like us now." "They just want to have fun, you know?" "Try and get that into your system." "Oh, dear." "I've got to do something about this." "Still, it's man's condition, I suppose." "It's like women have tits." "Expect you're feeling the same thing." "No." "It's alright." "Show us your belly." "What?" "Show us your belly." "What?" "Show us your belly." "You're holding that in." " I'm not." " Yeah, you're holding that in." " I'm not!" " You are!" "There's a girl over there giving me the eye." "She's coming this way." "She's not bad." "She's definitely coming this way." "She's very tasty." "Don't say anything." "Don't fuck it up." "Leave this to me." "¡Qué guapa!" "I see that you do know who this guy is." "Freddy, this is Louise." " Hi." " Hi." "Nice to meet you." "So you're the reason he hasn't been nagging me the last couple of months." "I like you already!" "How can you keep this quiet from me?" "You always tell me everything!" "I know." "I hope he told you about his audition for the BBC sitcom." "An audition for a BBC sitcom?" "Ah-ah-ah." "Tomorrow." "Wow, that's fantastic!" "You said you were never gonna do a sitcom." "That was a long time ago." "That was before I met Louise." "Oh." "Huh?" "What?" "Contraception!" "Oh, my God." "He's gone out without a condom." "Don't be silly, condoms are older than Frank Sinatra." "What, now?" "Take the car." "I'll see you back at my place later." "OK." "OK?" "I'm surprised you called," "I thought Dave had kidnapped you." "The truth is, I don't see much of him lately, so... he's so devoted to his job, which is great 'cause that gives me plenty of time on my own which I really like." "Good." "Hmm." "But the time I do spend with him is brilliant." "'Cause Dave's really mature and perceptive." "Excuse me." "You know," "I've come to the conclusion that independence is the pillar in any relationship." "'Cause relationships are like plants." "You know?" "They need air." "They need breathing space." "Otherwise they wilt." "Sounds like you've got very clear ideas." "Yeah." "Never been more focused in my whole life." "I should have been you, you know." "I saw him first." "Yeah, I know, but it wasn't how I wanted it to happen." "It was just fate or something." "Yeah, Mr Fate's always to blame." "Well, if you see him, send him to me." "I'd really like to fuck him." "Well, it all served for a good purpose." "At least you managed to leave that revolting Victor behind." "Yeah." "Oh, my God." "Have you seen him on that awful program on Wednesday night?" "Yeah." "I've seen it once." "I admit he's not so bad, but it's obvious that's as far as he's going to get with his career." "Did you see that episode when he caught his Dad high on ecstasy?" "Yeah, and the one where his dad was arrested for dancing naked on stage at Glastonbury." "Yeah, that was funny, too." "Hey, thought you said you only saw it once." "Well, twice." "Yeah?" "Well, it's your turn." "Yeah." "Do you have any cigarettes left?" "Somewhere." "I can't find any." "Neither can I, baby." "Here." "There is a loose one." "Is this where you write yourself messages so you don't forget things?" "Good idea." "No!" "Louise, God damn it!" "This is a personal thing... of mine." "Shit, Louise." "Lou?" "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shout." "Every time I come here," "I feel like there is somebody else in the house." "I don't know what happened to you." "You've never wanted to tell me." "But I can't compete with a ghost." "I don't know, your heart seems to be stuck somewhere." "I don't know how to explain this." "None of this was supposed to happen." "I don't even know where I am sometimes." "Well, go and find out." ""By now you should know how far down the path of disenchantment you are"." ""From this world-wearied flesh, eyes look your last..."" ""Arms, take your last embrace, and lips... oh you, the doors of breath... seal with a righteous kiss..."" ""A dateless bargain to engrossing death."" "(Yes?" ")" "Lou?" "Lou, I need to speak to you." "( No!" ")" "Excuse me, I know this is a terrible thing to have to ask you, but do you think you could turn that down a wee bit?" "(Vic?" ")" "Thanks." "Lou?" "I've come a long way..." "Lou?" "Lou?" "(A long way...!" ")" "You just live two blocks away." "No, no, no." "What I mean is that you were right." "I thought that I was stuck, but I know now that I'm not stuck anymore." "I've come ever such a long way without even realizing it." "And most of it's thanks to you." "Hang on." "Thanks." "Thank you." " Ha!" " Aaah!" "Shhhh!" "(Hi, darling, it's me, I'm still at work.)" "When will you be back?" "(I'll get there as soon as I can, I promise.)" "Listen, don't bother." "You never come when I need you." "What?" "I want to share something real too." "I want someone to share my life with and you're never here." "(Sylvia, you don't understand.)" "No, I do understand." "I know you think you've got a debt to society and I admire you for that." "But I also hate you for that." "I know when the time comes you're gonna choose some far-away place over me, and I don't want to be here when that happens." "Sylvia?" "(Emma Freud)" "Sylvia?" "(Good evening, ladies and gentlemen,)" "(and welcome to the 19th BAFTA Awards)" "(which are given to the most outstanding features) in British television over the past year." "With these awards, we're not only placing bookmarks on the most memorable pages of a year's television, but we're also paying tribute to those faces we most wanted to meet and have as company" "(when we switch on our television sets,)" "(either because they made us laugh or they moved us,)" "(because they made us remember)" "(or simply because they made us forget.)" "Taxi!" "Hello?" "Fuck!" "(And the winner...)" "Amanda Moore for last chance." "Excuse me, miss." "Do you have an invitation?" "No, I don't, but I really need to see someone who's in there." "I'm sorry, but I really can't let you in without an invitation." "It's important." "We move on now to best comedy actor and to present the award, it is with great pleasure and just a little bit of envy that I give you Miss Caprice Bourret." "Thank you." "(And the nominees for best comedy actor are...) (Eddie Bueno for Kenneway...)" "Paul Johnson for Wilded Windsors..." "(Victor Bukowski for Dad's Second Youth...) (And last but not least, Barry...)" " Hi." " Hi." "Is everything alright?" "Yeah." "I'm sorry to drag you out like this." "No, no, don't worry about that." "I wasn't going to win anyway." "(And the winner is...)" "I need to talk to you." "Ah, Victor Bukowski for Dad's Second Youth." "You look great." "You look great." "Tell you a secret." "What?" "It's hired." "Louise, listen, I don't want to live in the past anymore." "I know where I am now." "But I have to explain to Sylvia." "Huh?" "Um, I'm his best friend, Freddy." "Freddy Smith." "And I'm so happy because I've always wanted to have a famous friend." "No, but seriously..." "I, uh..." "I did a stupid thing." "I don't know what I was thinking." "Well, you thought you were in love with somebody else and then you found out you weren't." "I know because I did the same thing." "See, we both made the same..." "We both did the same stupid thing, and if I hadn't done it at first, then maybe you wouldn't have done it." "What?" "Hmm, Sylvia, I hurt you." "I had an affair and... and then I lied to you." "And then I left you for that person just like that." "And then the same as you." "I only realized my mistake when I didn't have you anymore." "Vic, I don't know what you're talking about." "But isn't it time we stopped making mistakes?" "Yes, darling, it is." "Louise isn't a mistake." "Even if I could pretend that you never left me..." "I couldn't pretend that I don't love her." "You'd better go." "Yeah." "Good luck." "Also... thanks." "I'd also like to thank..." "the people..." "It doesn't matter, Vic Bukowski!" "Vic Bukowski!" "Miss?" "Miss, wait a second!" "I think you'd better take this." "It's a bit frayed, but it's better than nothing." "But you?" "No worries." "I've got my hat." "Thanks." "Translation and subtitles by PEPPER  LALASPAIN *** SONG LIVES FOR EVER ***"