A Bigger Splash

(DRUM BEATS)

(LOW MURMUR OF STADIUM CROWD)

(ELECTRIC GUITAR CHORD)

(CHEERING)

(CROWD CHANTING)

(CHEERING)

(ELECTRIC GUITAR CHORD)

(CROWD CHANT) Marianne!

Marianne! Marianne! Marianne!

(FLIES BUZZING)

(FLIES BUZZING)

(PANTING AND GASPING)

(PANTING AND GASPING)

(ENGINE ROARS)

(MUSIC:
OBSERVATORY CRES BY CAPTAIN BEEFHEART)

While the city was busy

We wanted to rest

She decided to drive up to

Observatory Crest

We just saw the concert

And heard all the best

We went on a ride

We got outside

The sand was...

(UPBEAT MOBILE PHONE RINGTONE)

I hate that sound.

It's unknown.

- Hello?

- (HARRY) Aha! I found you.

Guess who it is.

Marianne, I know you're resting,

but you have to be better.

When it happened to Adele,

- she was yodelling again in three weeks.

- Harry.

You think I didn't do my homework?

Listen.

- I'm landing in Pantelleria in five minutes.

- Harry, listen, it's Paul.

Meet me there and boy!

- Do I have a surprise for you and Paul!

- We're at the lake. Harry.

I've got to go.

I'm landing in five minutes.

(LINE GOES DEAD)

He's calling from the plane.

He said he's got a surprise for us.

(DISTANT ROAR OF JET ENGINE)

(BACKGROUND CHATTERING)

(HARRY LAUGHS) I don't want that

to be the last great thing I ever do.

I mean,

maybe you're my swan song, love!

Jesus, does he ever stop?

(SOFTLY) My god.

Hey! (CHUCKLES)

Is it you? Is it you? Yes!

God!

I am so fucking happy to see you!

Why didn't you let me know you were

here? You know I love this place.

I'm in Rome all summer.

You can talk, can't you?

Come on, tell me you're better.

Yes, you are. What?

Ah, what? Not at all?

Well, the doctor said two more weeks.

It's the kid. Hey!

Come here, you old bucket.

- You look fantastic!

- Oh, thanks.

You look sexy, kind of metro-sexy.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm sorry we didn't call,

but we're hiding out.

What? Hiding out? Well, not from me.

Come on! Not any more, anyway!

Come on,

when I'm finished with you,

you'll be singing

those gravelly Gs again.

Oh, Penny, Penny, come here!

Right, Pen, meet Marianne and Paul.

- Hi!

- Oh, you brought a protge.

- Nice to meet you.

- I'm his daughter.

- Excuse me?

- (CHUCKLES) The looks on your faces!

I'm sorry,

I should have warned you.

Everyone's making

the same mistake. Pen, say hello.

Hi! Yeah, he really loves it, though.

She seems shy, but she is

a lovely bitch, like her mother.

And underneath, she is

every inch my girl, aren't you?

- Yeah.

- I think so. We're kind of..

- Where are your wheels? Let's go.

- Uh, right in front.

- (PAUL) So you didn't get a room?

- (HARRY) Is that going to be a problem?

(PAUL) Yeah.

It's San Gaetano tomorrow.

(HARRY) Ah! Shit. Yes.

No, 'cause last year they did it late

because of the ferry strike.

Okay, anyway, doesn't matter.

Oh, I know where we should go.

We can go squatting at Fabrizio's.

He'll put us up.

But now, keep going, it's up here.

There's a restaurant in the hills here

and, Pen, you're going to love it.

It's amazing. (CHUCKLES)

Fantastico! Pantelleria!

Ta-da! (CHUCKLES)

You didn't know this was here?

Don't tell me you've been eating

out of the fridge all this time.

They only serve dinner

and only until September.

Then it's fallow again until June.

(DISTANT CHATTERING)

(MUSIC PLAYS IN BACKGROUND)

Harry, come on, that's a grave.

Yeah, well,

Europe's a grave. (CHUCKLES)

Oh, ah, f*ck.

So when did this happen,

you and Harry?

Last year. I finally put some pieces

together and figured it out.

Mm. You're on your college break?

On your Grand Tour?

Yep. Normally I'd be spending the

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