Under The Tuscan Sun Page #13
Thanks, but I've got
my boyfriend.
Marcello!
Marcello!
Francesca.
Wait there, I'm coming down.
Francesca.
Look how beautiful you are.
It's incredible to see you.
Every time we made plans,
it didn't happen.
So this time, I thought
I'll surprise you.
I am surprised.
What brings you to Positano?
What brings me to Positano?
What brings me to Positano?
Marcello.
We're going to be late.
One moment, darling.
I'll be right there.
Wow.
I came at a bad time.
Francesca, wait.
Wait. Wait!
I'm sorry you're hurt.
But what did you expect?
What did I expect?
You came to Bramasole.
You left that note.
I thought that you...
Wait.
Just a minute.
Months ago,
we had a beautiful affair.
And if you think I wanted more
of you after that, you're right.
Because I did, of course.
You're a fantastic woman,
Francesca.
But we were never able
to come together again,
even though we tried.
And this sort of thing
must come naturally.
I told you.
There was my friend.
She was going to have a baby.
There were many,
many other things.
Important things you had to do.
And you couldn't wait.
Right?
Don't worry, Francesca.
Don't worry.
There is nothing to regret.
Do you regret this?
I don't...
There is someone for you,
Francesca.
Goodbye.
Francesca!
She's in the fountain!
- Who is in the fountain?
- The crazy blonde!
What's going on here?
She is Sylvia
in "La Dolce Vita."
She's very good, actually.
Is she drunk?
I hope so.
You know, in "La Dolce Vita,"
he goes in and he gets her.
Mastroianni. He goes in,
and he fishes her out.
Katherine.
Thank you.
Do you think I make
a good Sylvia?
You were wonderful.
Oh.
Here.
I see Zeus is gone.
Back to Mount Olympus.
I'm so sorry.
Don't be.
I'm fine now.
There's nothing like a fountain
and a magnum of French champagne
to put you right again.
Really?
What do you think?
Oh.
You know who I really love
the most from all the films?
Cabiria.
You remember at the end
when another man has left her
in the most terrible way,
and she thinks
it's all over for her?
Then she sees some children
playing in the street,
making music.
she's smiling again.
That's what Fefe always said.
No matter what happens...
always keep
your childish innocence.
It's the most important thing.
You're back?
What happened?
How'd it go with Marcello?
I don't want to talk about it.
Chiara's here.
She's upset.
She's out in the garden
talking with Pawel.
I can't talk about it now.
Oh. Fran.
Stupid.
Stupid.
Stupid! Stupid!
Stupid!
Stupid!
Aah!
What more can I do?
It's okay.
It's not your fault.
Babbo.
I want to ask your permission
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