Obsession Page #2

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hampered by the explosion

of the automobile...

and the currents of the Mississippi.

Here are your tickets.

Now, remember, you leave

at 12:
30 tomorrow.

You arrive in Rome at 9:10

and you take the Rapido to Florence.

- Do you have your passport?

- Yeah.

I'll put these in your briefcase.

You about ready, Michael?

I won't be a second.

What's that Italian's name,

D'Annunzio?

He's a bit of a bore,

I'm afraid.

A rich one, though.

I hope his English

is better than my Italian.

You let me take care of him.

He's very susceptible to flattery.

He's gonna love it when I tell him

he's as wise as Caesar...

and as honest as the pope.

You know, I'm gonna like

this trip, Bob.

Really, I'm lookin' forward to it.

I can find out what you were doing on

the Florentine junkets all these years.

Food, money...

and above all art, my man.

I'm a lover of fine art.

- It's my only vice.

- You're just a Renaissance man, Robert.

He said 8:
00.

Oh, thanks, Bob.

You know, I think you're right.

I should have come back

to Italy years ago.

I told you, old boy.

It's the birthplace of western art.

One thing that puzzles me.

How do these old guys

get such young wives?

- I'll ask them.

- Don't.

I think so too. Would you like

to see a picture of my wife?

Picture of your wife?

Go ahead, show him a picture.

As Americans say, "Such a jewel."

Wonderful woman.

And cook... such a cook.

She's lovely.

This is Maria.

Such a wonderful woman.

- And I have six children.

- She's lovely.

Lovely lady.

Aren't you glad you asked?

A fantastico woman.

That's why I have to make

so much money.

She loves money,

and she deserves it.

- Everybody likes money.

- And women.

Oh, not everybody likes money, signor.

You take my partner here,

Michael.

He and I own, in New Orleans...

one of the biggest, best plots of land

in the suburban city.

For 15, 16 years...

he has refused to build anything

on that land.

Nothing but a tomb.

If you gentlemen will excuse me,

it's a little late.

Late? He thinks it's late.

Hell, I haven't even danced yet.

You should have stayed with us

last night, Court.

We aren't getting any younger.

Found that out, did you?

You're not upset

about last night, are you?

So what are we gonna do today?

I don't know. I thought we might

just do a little sightseeing...

absorb a little culture

and a little less wine.

That sounds great.

Isn't this the church

where you and Elizabeth met?

I'll be right back.

Well, how was it, Court?

The same.

Well, you about ready to go back

to the old U.S. Of A., Court?

I thought I'd like to stay around

a few more days.

Oh?

I'd like to go back

to that church again.

Why do you wanna do that?

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