- So who is this bitch?
- Her name is Paloma Faith.
- And what does she do?
- The most obscene job in the world.
- She is a prostitute?
- Worse. She is a pop star.
- The The problem is that I composed
the "Simple Songs" for my wife.
And only she
has ever performed them.
And only she has recorded them.
And as long as I live,
she will be the only one to sing them.
The problem is, dear sir...
...My wife can't sing any more.
- We can understand all sorts of things
by touching.
Who knows why people
are so afraid of touching?
- Maybe it's because they think it has
something to do with pleasure.
- That's just another good reason
for touching instead of talking.
- Don't you like to talk?
- I never have anything to say.
- ..I'm really good in bed.
- I know.
- What do you mean "you know"?
- You're my daughter.
And, in all modesty...
I was a wonder between the sheets.
- It is an amazing feeling -
climbing, you know?
A real sense of freedom .
- All I feel is fear.
- That is an amazing feeling too,
you know?
- I saw you in that film that you've
played a father who never knew his son.
And he meets him for the first time in a highway
diner when his son is already 14 years.
- Nobody saw that movie!
- There was that dialogue
that I really liked.
When your son says:
"Why weren't you a father to me?"
And you say:
"I didn't t think I was up to it."
At that moment I understood
some really important.
- What?
- That no one in the world
feels up to it.
So there is no reason to worry.
- Tell me about Stravinsky.
- He once said that
"Intellectuals have no taste."
From that moment on I did
everything I could...
...not to become an intellectual.
And I succeeded.
- He didn't tell me a thing.
- Gosh, you guys have got a strange friendship.
Strange? No, it's not strange.
It's a good friendship.
And in a good friendships
you only tell each other the good things.
- Sometimes when I sleep at night
he watches me.
And last night, he stroke my cheek
for the first time in my life.
Only I wasn't asleep,
I was pretending to be asleep.
- Parents know when their children
are pretending to be asleep.
- You know what's the difference
between you and me?
- What.
- Ultimately...
...I never liked life
well enough.
- I've been meticulously observing
you, Fred, Lena...
The Russians, the Arabs,
the young and the old.
And I have finally come
to a conclusion...
...I have to choose.
I have to choose what is really
worth telling.
The Horror or Desire?
And I chose the Desire.
You, each one of you...
...You opened my eyes.
You made me see that I should not be wasting
my time on the senselessness of Horror.
It came to this,
I can't play Hitler.
I want to tell about your Desire ,
my Desire.
So pure, so impossible,
so immoral...
...But it doesn't matter
because that's what makes us alive.
- So you want to be frank? Do you?
53 years ago, if it weren't' t for me...
...You'd still been crouching
under sub-producers desks.
I pulled you out from under
those big fat producers underpants...
...I made you an actress.
- You little shit.
I was just fine inside those
producers underpants.
You know why?
Because I wanted to be there.
I don't owe anybody anything.
I did it myself.
- Really?
- I paid my dues.
I've gotten into the Actor's Studio
and nobody pulled any strings for me .
I supported myself washing
toilets all over Brooklyn.
My mother went into debt for me.
And in Hollywood...
...When I walked through
that front door...
...I was all by my fucking self.
Marilyn...
...Rita, Grace they'd all shit their pants
when they saw me coming.
It's all written down in my autobiography.
Don't tell me you haven' t read it?
- Unfortunately I have.
Except you didn't write it.
And it's a piece of shit.
- The real shit is your film, Mick.
I understand cinema, you know I do.
You're the one who doesn't 't
understand it any more.
Because you're old, you're tired...
You don't know how
to see the world any more, Mick.
All you know how to see is your own death, which
is waiting right around the corner for you.
Your career is over.
I'm just telling you flat out
because I love you.
Nobody is interested in this...
"Testament" of yours?
Is that what you call it? A "Testament"?
And you'll risk nullyfiyng all the
beautiful films you have ever done.
Which is unforgivable, Mick.
It's only because of me
they letting you do this movie.
So, If I pull out,
I'm saving your life...
And your dignity!
- You are ingrate.
An ingrate and an idiot.
Which is why you've got ahead.
- Many men are not great artists like you.
- It doesn't make any difference!
Men, artists, animals, plants...
We all just extras.
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