A Bigger Splash Page #3

who won't stop talking,

one who shits sentences.

And my favourite is

vomitare I'anima.

To puke your guts up.

Literally, to vomit your soul.

Wow.

(CHUCKLES) I noticed you didn't drink

at dinner. Are you all right?

I mean, does it bother you

that I'm drinking?

Do you know what

vai a cagare means?

Ah, yeah.

You know, well, there,

you got it, just drop it, all right?

Yeah, but are you all right?

Hard part's over, yeah,

rehab and all that.

Yeah.

Good night.

(SINGS) Good night!

Good night, good night!

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

(HARRY IN BACKGROUND) Phil,

you've got to be f***ing kidding me.

Are you happy?

(HARRY) The head

of the label told me to my face

that he considers those masters

"Done" with a capital f***ing D.

If he's going to change his mind now...

You asked him to stay.

Why is that?

You feeling nostalgic?

(HARRY)

Do you want to play that for me now?

(MARIANNE WHISPERS)

Don't let him know we can talk like this.

You know we can't be naked

any more, right?

(CHUCKLING)

(HARRY CONTINUES TALKING

IN BACKGROUND)

(UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC PLAYS

AND PEOPLE CHATTER AND LAUGH)

(HARRY) Marianne! Over here my swan.

(MARIANNE) Oh, there you are!

What have you got there?

Oh, I've been waiting for you.

- Have you? I was looking for you.

- (MUMBLES) Sweetie. Mm.

- Please, don't stop.

- Can I play your drum?

- My drum?

- Yeah.

(HARRY CHUCKLES)

We've got to leave at 11 o'clock.

- No! Later.

- The car's coming.

- Later. Later. Make it later.

- We can't move it.

They won't be happy.

They will not be happy.

- Make it later. I'll make it worth it.

- You will?

Mm.

(BIRDSONG)

(CHEESY POP SONG

PLAYS ON RADIO)

(HARRY SINGS ALONG)

What are you doing? Quit splashing.

Look what a good job I'm doing, Clara!

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

Hey, more surprises, huh?

Where'd you find this thundercat?

I can't get her off my elbow.

(CLARA) What is thundercat?

What is thundercat?

What is thundercat?

- Nonna I'd like to f***.

- Hey!

(MUSIC AND CHATTERING

IN BACKGROUND)

Oh, yeah, you had nothing

and now you have everything you need.

Zucchini for Paul and a little heaven

for everyone else.

We're having for lunch orata al sale!

How gross! Chilli, no!

Just herbs.

Herbs only, yes. I'm your slave.

- (GRUNTS)

- Hey!

"I grew up in a Britain where racism

was woven into the fabric of society

"in a way that would be difficult

to imagine today.

"I was of a generation that challenged it

politically and physically.

"We confronted far-right thugs,

organised street patrols

"to protect black and Asian families

and stood up to police harassment.

"Patriots wish us to be equally unthinking

in our attachment to the nation in every..."

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