Cinema Sex Politics: Bertolucci Makes 'The Dreamers' Page #6

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and it's as if we've never

really seen him before.

Isa, if you play that f***ing record again,

I'll break it in two, okay?

But you like Janis Joplin.

Stop it!

I said stop it, Isabelle!

Stop!

- Tell me, what film?

- Wha-What?

Name a film--

Let go!

Name a film where someone

tap dancing drives someone else crazy!

- Oh, I know this!

- Come on! Quick! Quick!

Top Hat! Top Hat!

Fred Astaire's dancing over

Ginger Rogers's room.

And she's mad because he wakes her up.

I'm right.

He's good.

You know what I'm thinking?

What?

"Bande part"

You're right.

Why are you two

looking at me like that?

Well, you see,

my little Matthew...

there's something Theo and I have

been meaning to do for a long time...

but we've been waiting

for the right person to do it with.

- And I think you're finally it!

- To do what?

Try to beat the record

of Bande part.

- What record?

- You've seen Bande part, haven't you?

- Yeah.

- Remember the scene where

the three race through the Louvre?

- Uh, vaguely Remind me.

- They try to beat the world record...

- of 9 minutes and 45 seconds.

- Oh, yeah! Of course.

We're going to beat

their record.

Uh, oh.

- What?

- What's the matter?

- Nothing, really, I'm--

- Not afraid, are you?

- No. I'm not afraid.

- What, then?

It's easy for you two. I'm an American,

what you French call an alien.

- So?

- So if I get caught, I get deported.

Well, don't worry, little man,

we're not going to get caught.

- Yeah you don't know that.

- They weren't caught in "Bande part".

- And if we beat their record--

- It's a movie!

- Go get Papa's stopwatch.

- It's a great idea, but--

Matthew, this is a test.

Are you going to pass it

or fail it?

Be careful. A lot depends

on how you answer.

He! Non! Arretez!

Nine minutes and 28 seconds.

We beat the record

by 17 seconds!

Matthew!

My little Matthew!

You were wonderful!

- We accept him. One of us!

- One of us!

We accept him, one of us!

We accept him, one of us!

We accept her,

we accept her.

Gooble, gobble.

Gooble, gobble.

- We accept him, one of us!

- One of us!

Hey!

Theo. Isabelle.

Theo.

Hey!

- We accept you, one of us!

- One of us! One of us!-

One of us! One of us!

That's Mama.

I'm too wet to answer.

Isa's smart, but she doesn't

know how to deal with parents.

- What do you mean?

- I mean, it's not enough to ignore them.

They should all be arrested...

put on trial,

confess their crimes...

sent to the country

for self-criticism...

and reeducation!

- They're already in the country.

- They are at the seaside.

That's different.

Allo. Allo?

Too bad.

My parents never go anywhere.

At least you have

the house to yourselves.

Where are you going?

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