"So am I." " Do you want to marry me?" " No!" "It's just a thought." "What are you doing?" "Cooking." "Nobody can cook in a mess like that." "How can you find anything?" "You have to do the right thing in the right order." "I'll show you." "Take a tomato... peel it... cut it... and you take out the pips." "Come on, pips." "Cut it in little cubes... like that... then you take some green, fresh basil... just like that." "Not too much." "Like that." "Can I have some?" "Thank you." "Good one." "And then, a little bit... of fromage de brebis." "So you see, the colors complement each other." "Now... some yellow." "Your yellow." "Olive oil... a little bit of salt." "That's it." "The food is ready when you think it's ready." "You don't need any recipe." "You have to use your... imagination." "Cooking is like painting." "You don't like my paintings." "I don't like your cooking!" "I can't paint from in here." "Practice, then." "I'm not mad, you know." "You've made me mad." "All artists are crazy." "I'm doing... a self-portrait." "It's that or the Mona Lisa." "I'll call the police if he doesn't stop that." "Okay?" "Get the picture, you bitch?" "You get that out of here, and fast, or I'll call the police." " But I am the police." " You understand that?" "Get him out." "Okay, Mr. Holy Spirit, let us pray outside." " Okay." " Get him out!" "That's very funny." "That was Holy Pastis." " Look at the floor!" " See that, now." " Get out of here!" " You'll miss me, slut!" "If you ever do that to me again, I'll kill you." " You'll kill me..." " I'll kill you." "...outside." "Come!" " Get him out of here!" " Bye, Rachel." "Slept all right?" "What happened?" "You got pissed." "Wanted to kill me." "No offense taken." "I'm going back to Paris." "You can't." "You can't." "Put that knife down, Vincent." "Go out." "Let me sleep." "Bastard." "Theo!" "Now, to take these off." " Oh, come on." " Not yet." " Do you love me?" " Yes, of course." "I love you." "Come on, it's all right." "I'm positive it's safe." "Just a minute!" " Yes, who is it?" " It's Andries." " Hello, Andries." " Hello." " What do you want?" " Are you alone?" "Yes." "Well, no." " Johanna!" "Yeah, Johanna is here." " Jo is here!" "Your brother Andries is here." "I was with that Celeste again." "She was in that awful mood tonight." "I can't stand her." "Sit down." "Champagne." "Do you want a glass?" "You seem to have been doing better than I did tonight." "Yes, I would love a glass." " There you are." "Help yourself." " It's not bad." " So, Jo, what are you doing?" " She's just washing her hands." "Come in." "Sit down." " Good evening." " Good evening." " Aren't you a bit cold over there?" " Actually, Andries... we've something to tell you." "We're getting married." "Soon, very soon." "After..." "In the New Year." "That's wonderful news." "It was about time, don't you think?" "We should toast to it." "Wait." "Here you go." "Theo." "And here's to a long and happy life." "Vincent?" "Is that you?" "Hey, toro!" "That's what I always say:" "Bonjour." " Good night." " See you tomorrow." "Mr. Theo van Gogh?" "I have a telegram for you." "Thank you." "I'm going to be sick!" "Thank you." "You know, the police wanted to arrest me for murder." "Me!" "I'd like to know what's been going on here with you." "Completely crazy, cutting his ear off." "It wasn't his ear, it was only the lobe." "Give me the money to go back to Paris." "Now." "You must stay here." "I mean, you must see him, stay here." "He's mad." "Completely mad." "That's incredible." "The whole family wants to destroy me." "Your brother." "This food is delicious." "Is it a good hospital?" "Yes, I think so." " He's a very nice doctor, a very nice man." " What did he say?" "He said he didn't know." "He said it could happen again, this kind of behavior could happen again." " But he's not mad, is he?" " No." "No, he's not mad." "It's just the nature of the disease, you know." "I mean, it is a disease, you see." "I see." "There's a place, the doctor said." "They'll look after him." "It's at St. Remy." "It's a very good place." "Oh, God." "I'm sorry." "It's an asylum." "Vincent is in an asylum." "Well." "No more hallucinations?" " No, it's nightmares, really." " What sort of nightmares?" "Sexual." "Religious." "More or less frequent?" "Less." "You're a voluntary patient here, of course..." "I live on my own, you see." "I get lonely." "I drink too much... and I get lonely." "I just..." "People say I'm a nuisance." "Don't worry." "There's nothing wrong with you at the moment." "How many attacks have you had?" "Four in four months." "Yes." "Of course, you're always going to need to be under a doctor from now on." "You do realize that, don't you?" "Shall we continue as we are?" "There's no treatment as such for a case like yours, except rest." "And you may find baths a great help." "Didn't I give you permission to paint?" "No, I can't paint inside." "The patients watch me." "Well, well, well." "We'll see how you progress." "I'll review the situation in a week or two." "All right?" "Trabuc." "As long as he stays with you, there's no problem." "He can paint, and walk, and paint, and..." "Anything he wants." " Is this a new one?" " What?" "Is this a new one, or are you reading the old ones?" "Yesterday." "This came yesterday." " Here's your coffee." " Thank you." "What does he say?" "Nothing, really." "I don't know how he finds the time." " For what?" " Letters every day." "Sometimes two." "And how many paintings every day?" "Two?" "Three?" "Four?" "Hard work." " May I read it?" " Bred into us." "I think letters are private things." "He wrote this..." "I think letters should be read by the person they're written to." "I wouldn't read yours." "There's nothing of any interest in this for you, anyway." "Then why do you save them all?" "There must be hundreds, or more." "Because he's my brother, and he sends them to me." "But if you want to read them, then read them!" "Go on!" "I don't like your mustache." "And I'm sure Vincent won't like it." " Vincent?" " The baby." "It scratches, you know." "So you're going to call that bastard Vincent, are you?" " Stupid." " What?" "I'm talking to my brother." "This is ridiculous." "Me, a godfather, in my condition." "Stupid." "What?" "I didn't say anything." "Time to go home, Vincent." "Dr. Gachet." "Bonjour." " We met at the party of Monet." "Remember?" " Yes, of course, I remember." " I didn't recognize you." " I'm Marguerite Gachet." " How much months is it?" " Six and a half." " Six and a half." "Two and a half more." " Yeah." "Theo is so happy." " You want to drink some water?" " No, thank you." " You have a glass." " You're so courteous." "Thank you." "Marguerite, come with me, I want to show you my picture there." " Do you mind?" " Please go." "You see that man over there with Emile Bernard?" " Yes." " That's Dr. Paul Gachet." " You spoke to him about Vincent?" " Yes." " Doctor?" " Tanguy." " How are you, my friend?" " Fine." "I would like to introduce you to Vincent's brother." " Vincent?" " Yeah, van Gogh." "I told you about him." "Yes." "Dr. Paul Gachet, Theo van Gogh." "Ah, yes, The brother." "The famous brother." "Pissarro said these are the best paintings in the show." " Good." " Yes, they're great." "Tanguy tells me... they have him in a sanitarium somewhere down South." "St. Remy." "It's voluntary." "Voluntary patient." " That's depressing." " Theo thinks it's not good for him." "Excuse me." "Marguerite, please come with me." "Excuse me." " I don't want you to talk to the artists." " But who do you..." "It's not suitable for you." " Now, please, don't." " With whom do you want me to talk?" "This is my daughter, Marguerite." "You know Tanguy, of course." " Hello." " Hello, Marguerite." "This is my wife." "And this is Dr. Gachet and his wife, and his daughter, Marguerite." "Have a chat with Mrs. Van Gogh." "About your brother in the South." " Do you want a drink?" " You know, that's his problem." "Thank you." "The mistral." "It drives people mad." "A man can commit murder during the mistral." "That's legal defense." "This is my brother, Andries." "And I'll be back in a minute, so please excuse me." "Hello." "Get him out of that place." "North." "Paris." "Sorry?" "He needs to paint where the sane people paint." "Would you see him?" "Would you look after him?" "Send him to me at Auvers, where I live." "I'll keep him under observation for a while... and we'll see." " What are you doing?" " I'm cleaning the floor." "Why?" " Do you love me?" " Yes, of course I love you." " I wrote to Vincent." " What?" "And if..." "I think you'd better call the doctor, because I'm going to have the baby." "Oh, my God." "The exhibition was great." "Everybody thinks your paintings were magnificent." "And I do." "Emile Bernard was there, and the critics." "But who cares about the critics?" ""Pere" Tanguy, too, was very pleased." "He said a lot..." "This way." "He said very nice things to you." "I want to introduce you to Mr. And Mrs. Ravoux, very lovely people." "Very hard to get a room in Auvers, you see." "Too many artists here." " Dr. Gachet!" " Hello, Mrs. Ravoux." "Theo van Gogh." " I'm Vincent van Gogh." " Yes, of course." "Vincent van Gogh." "He's the artist." "Vincent." "The only thing we have left is the attic room." "He will love it." "Artists love attics, don't they?" " Dr. Gachet, I heard you have a new cook." " Yeah, how do you know?" "It must be hard for your daughter to do everything you give her." "We'll go to my place." "I want you to meet my daughter." "Please, no, not for me." "We'll have a drink at my place." "You know I've had my portrait done by seven painters?" " Yes, of course." " Maybe you could do mine sometime." "Hilda, this is Mr. Van Gogh." "Is my daughter home?" "Of course she is." "Please, come in." "I'm sure she'll be happy to meet you." "My brother says you own a lot of paintings." "Yes, Monet, Cezanne." "All of them." "Where are they?" "You mean..." "Oh, no, not here." "In the vault." "You knew Cezanne?" "Yes." "I remember him." "No, of course you don't." "You were only a girl." " I'm in good company, then." " Yes." "A marvelous artist." "Of course I was able to help him before he was well-known." "Helping people, that's my life's work." "I am, though I say it myself... a philanthropist." "This he is, Mr. Van..." "Van Gogh." "Vincent." "Identity problem." "I've got one of those." "I've never known who I am." "Gachet is a dreadful name, you know." "People can't pronounce it." "Gachet, Guichet, Gaucher." "No cachet, cliche." " I like cottages." " What?" "I like cottages." "Adam and Eve lived in a cottage." "They should have lived in a proper house." "Then they might not have lost Paradise." "Perhaps they shouldn't have lived in a house at all." "Perhaps they should have lived out... sleeping under the sky, with the stars." "Rubbish, Marguerite." "People must have shelter." " In Paradise?" " Of course." "God made a lot of mistakes, you see." "I like stars." "The world is a bad painting." "He should have destroyed it." "The world is mad." "Everyone knows that." "Nature's perfect, though, isn't it?" "Why bother to paint it, then?" "I can live without God, but I can't live without painting." "No good telling her that." "She can't paint at all." "No, she can't paint at all." "Hello, Hilda." "Some chickens here." "And those are..." "There's some ducks." "I finally got him to sleep." "This food is delicious." "I'm starving." "Could you please pass the lamb?" " The lamb." " Do you want some?" "Little different than St. Remy, huh, Vincent?" "How long were you there?" " What is it?" " Sauce." "He was there for about a year." " Thank you." " Yes, a year." "You need some?" "Thank you." " Look at him." " You should try it." "In a couple of weeks, he is completely cured." "Look at him." "Covered in paint, working everywhere." "I could see my flowers." "I ask you:" "Is this a sick man?" "It's not." "Here is a sane painter." "Delicious." "Do you think he could come to Paris, then?" "Paris?" "Of course." "He can survive anywhere." "In Cairo, Beirut, Macao." "Vincent, do you want some wine?" "This man is not sick." "He's an artist." "We, the rest of us, are the sick ones." "We are not artists." "We're just people." "Working people." "Boring people." "Just people." "Can I have some more, please?" " Monsieur Boussod?" " Yes?" "Was June the best month for us?" "Because..." "Look at that." " It was very good in June." " Yes." " What is that?" " Exhibition." " Oh, yes!" " Best exhibition I did." " What was it?" " Raffaelli." "I take it you're satisfied with the way the gallery is running." "Seems to be doing all right, yes." "Right." "Then I'm sure you wouldn't mind me mentioning that..." "I'm a married man now, and I have a child... so my personal expenses have naturally risen." "My salary hasn't increased since we came here." "You've had your commission." " Is it, Rene?" " Yes, of course." "We've always said we couldn't afford an extravagant salary." " It's 25." " Yes." "No, extravagance is not what I'm talking about." "All I'm asking is for a decent wage... for a married man of 33." " Are you still only 33?" " Yes." " How old are you, Rene?" " I'm going to be 34." "There's a big mistake here." " Bit too much." " No..." "You've painted me twice." "Would you like to paint me nude?" "I can't do that anymore." " You're getting too friendly." " With who?" "Vincent." "He's mad, Marguerite." "Incurable." "A total hopeless case." "I don't want you to see him anymore." "You say that about every man I meet." "No, Marguerite, my baby, please, my sweet." " Have you fed the baby?" " Yes, of course I fed the baby." "But he doesn't want to eat." "I can't live here any longer." "There are four flights of steps." "This baby is not getting any lighter, you know." "Who do you think you are?" "I've asked about the apartment three times." "I told you three times." "We can't afford it." "It's too expensive." "Don't open the door, because I'm undressed." "Will you shut up?" "Come in, Vincent." "Vincent's here." "Yes, come inside." "You're welcome." "So, I will feed the baby and you can feed your brother." "Come on." "Come in." "There's a drink over there." "Give me these." " I'll look at them later." " What's the matter?" "Nothing." "We were just talking about... moving from here." "She wants to move." "She finds the stairs too much!" "Could you please help me?" "I'll be back in a minute." "How's the baby?" "Vincent's fine." "He's fine." "There's no chance I might live, is there?" "No." "Good." "Would you fill my pipe for me, please?" "Friends of Vincent..." "I want to say a few words... to say goodbye." "I only knew him for a short time... but I liked him so much." "He was so..." "My daughter..." "Well, he was just one of the family." "He was an honest man, and a great artist." "He only had two objects in his life:" "Humanity and art." "And his art will live forevermore." " Theo." " No." "I can't pee anymore." "It's a series of rooms, like a museum..." " or a gallery." " An expensive series of rooms." "This is just a place where people can come... where people who care... can come and see what he did, look at his paintings." "I think that's all a gallery is, really." "It's rather crowded, isn't it, Theo?" "There won't be a blank space on these walls." "That's how it should be, I think." "Dinner reservation is at 7:00." "I think we'd better go now." "This is the most important thing..." "These..." "It's the most important thing in my life." "What are you doing here, anyway?" "This is Vincent's room, Vincent's and mine!" "Get out!" "Take your baby!" "Go back to Holland!" "Oh, Lord." "Oh, dear." "What are you looking at?" "Nothing." "Vincent." "Where are you?" "Help me."