text / [US] Woody Allen
translation / Luojia
slow motion: a tennis ball flying over the net.
Chris's voice: It's better to be a lucky person than a good person, and the person who said it understands the true meaning of life. People are afraid to admit that their fate depends greatly on sheer luck. It's scary to think that most of your life is not under your control. In a game, sometimes the ball hits the net, and at that moment it can fly over the net... but it can also land on your side. If you are lucky and the ball flies past, you will win. If not...then you lose.
London. Tennis club.
Chris walked along the fence. Holding a letter in his hand, he whispered the sender's name on the envelope:
"Mr. Townsend..."
He stopped and looked at the club members who were playing tennis.
Townsend walked into his office, followed by Chris.
Townsend (studying his resume): Well...Marbella Riviera Club, Tennis Coach...Stanford Hotel, Sardinia Ford Resort...
Chris: I have a lot of experience.
Townsend: Yes, I can see it. I have also heard many compliments from you. Don't you miss your professional tennis career?
Chris (sighs): I thank God every day that I don't have to do this anymore. I hate the round-robin rounds, the perennial rush. I never had the luxury of being a Russedsky or Agassi. You have to really have that desire. And I don't have their talent either.
Townsend: Well, your letter of recommendation is great. Do you want to live in London?
Chris: Very much. Very.
Townsend (whispering): Well...we have a premium exclusive membership here...(pause) You can go to work this weekend.
Chris: Thank you. Thank you so much.
A house in an alley in London.
"That's a sofa..." came the real estate agent's voice.
Chris's apartment.
The agent continued: "...open to use as a bed. Very good stuff, I'll tell you. You can watch TV all night without having to go back to the bedroom. Just open it and sleep right here... There's the kitchen over there. ( Chris turns his head to the kitchen) It has everything in it, it's fully equipped. The view is great. It's all perfect."
Chris: £225 a week here?
Agent: Hey, this is London, my friend. Such is the case. Let me tell you this, my friend: if you don't like it, move to Leeds. Do you understand me? (Pause) Do you have a pot? The Chinese kind?
Chris: No, no, no...
Agency: The previous resident left one in the kitchen. Use whatever you want. Comes free.
Chris: I rented it.
Intermediary (nodding): A wise choice.
In the evening, Chris reads a magazine while having dinner at a café.
Tennis club. daytime.
Many men and women are club members who want to learn tennis. Chris guides everyone in turn.
"Very good," he said.
Chris's apartment. late at night.
Chris was lying on the open sofa, reading Crime and Punishment. Then put the book aside and pick up another one - The Cambridge Dictionary of Dostoevsky's Works.
tennis court.
Townsend brought a new member and introduced him to Chris:
"Chris Whedon... this is Tom Hewitt." The
two shook hands.
Tom: Nice to meet you.
Chris: Hello, Tom. Nice to meet you too.
Townsend: I believe Chris will be your best coach. He is very patient and very good at correcting the mistakes of the players.
Tom (with a sigh): I haven't practiced in a long time. In other words...haven't played since graduating from college. I love tennis, but... all in all, I haven't had a racket in years, so...
Chris: Don't worry, you'll be up and running soon. Just concentrate and don't rush.
Tom: Alright.
Townsend: Well, good luck to you.
He shook hands with Tom and turned away.
Chris (pointing to the other end of the court): Go to your place.
Tom: Excellent.
Tom and Chris are playing tennis.
later. Tom and Chris were sitting at the table on the veranda.
Tom: Well, who is stronger of the two: Henman or Agassi?
Chris: Both of them are excellent.
Tom: Yes, I know that. But you and them are not far behind, which is admirable.
Chris: It used to be. (Tom pulls out his cigarette and starts smoking) But the longer the ball is played, the more he understands their advantages.
The waiter brought them the bill.
Chris: I'll pay.
Tom: No, no, no!
Chris: Tom, please. I want to pay.
Tom: No, no, no, no, no, no! Leave it alone! (looks at the bill)
Chris: Thanks. Then I'll pay next time.
Tom: Well, do I want to take you on a ride later?
Chris: Actually I'm going to the video store. I want to buy some discs.
Tom: A video store nearby?
Chris: Yes.
Tom: There seems to be a shop on Fulham Street.
Chris: Do they sell opera music discs?
Tom: Opera? You like opera, really?
Chris: Yes. I especially love listening to opera.
Tom: One of my dad's businesses was freight forwarding to the Royal Opera House in Covent Garden. I know it's a little abrupt, but... do you want to go to the opera tonight?
Chris: To the opera?
Tom: Yes. "Lady of the Camellia". I have a box ticket and there are seats available anyway...
Chris: Omg, I'd love to! don't bother you? At least let me pay for the ticket?
Tom: No trouble, I'm honored to have you here. Glad we share a common love of opera. It was so good.
Royal Opera House. night.
Eleanor, Chloe and Alec sat in the box.
Alec: What?
Eleanor: So I said to David and Melissa, we're going to visit them...
Tom walked in. Chris followed.
Tom: Good evening everyone.
Chloe: Hello!
TOM (to Eleanor) Hello, Mom.
Leaning over to kiss her cheek.
Eleanor: Hello, dear. happy to see you.
Alec (to Eleanor) So when are you going to visit them?
Tom: This...this is Chris. Chris, this is my father, Alec...
Eleanor: Oh...
Chris and Alec shook hands.
Chris: Hi, nice to meet you.
Alec: I heard you play tennis very well. I used to play tennis, and then I stopped playing, and then I started playing, and then I gave up, and then...
Tom: It's wordy. Anyway...
Chris: I think Tom exaggerated my game.
Alec: I just find it boring to play.
Chris (to Eleanor) Good evening.
Eleanor: Nice to meet you.
Tom: This is my sister... (kissing Chloe)
Chris: Nice to meet you.
Eleanor: There's a chair over there...
Chris takes Chloe's hand.
Chloe: Hello, my name is Chloe.
Eleanor (nods her head over the empty seat): There are two more...
later. Tom, Chris, Alec, Chloe and Eleanor are watching the opera. Chloe turned her gaze to Chris who was sitting next to her.
daytime. Tom was sitting behind a desk full of papers, with a lighter in his hand and talking on the phone.
Tom: My parents thank you for the flowers. They say the flowers are beautiful and you're taking too much trouble, though there's no need to be polite. I tell you secretly, they were very moved. They like these things.
Chris's apartment.
Chris (talking to Tom on his cell phone): Oh, they're nice people. And your sister is also very smart.
Tom's office.
TOM (into the microphone): Sometimes it's too smart...but she thinks you're a very nice person, so she wants to invite you to play with us on Sunday. My parents are throwing a party, and there will be a lot of interesting people. Let's listen to some good music together, my dad has a collection...
Hedley Manor.
Chris and Tom are playing tennis. Chloe watched from a distance with a racket in hand.
Tom: Would you like to take a few beats, Crow - Crow? It's almost five o'clock, and I'm going to prepare a cocktail. (to Chris) Irish, have you ever had a Cuba Liberty or a caipirinha?
Chloe: Chris and I are going to get bored playing.
Tom: Hey, he's no fun fighting me, but he's a good athlete... Anyway, your legs are better than mine. come on!
Chris: Don't be silly, I've taught people who haven't touched a racket in their lives.
Chloe: I played badly...
Tom turned and left.
Chris: That's how to improve the level. It's just to fight against the masters. come on.
Chloe: Well...
they started playing.
Chloe and Chris stroll by the pool.
Chloe: Am I playing badly?
Chris: Not at all. Your style of play is very special.
Chloe: Yeah, that's called clumsy play. How can you play so well? Tom said you played against some great tennis players.
Chris: For me that's the way out of poverty. A great coach took a shot at me. It all came easy in the beginning...
Chloe: So do you like being a coach?
Chris: I don't really like it. Honestly, it's okay for now, but if I'm going to do this for the rest of my life, I'd rather die. I wish I could do something in my life. Something special, you understand? Important matter.
Chloe: That is, you came from a poor family and came to London from Ireland?
Chris: I really like it here. Stimulating and energizing. I have never seen so many art galleries and theaters. Although I haven't had time to enjoy...
Chloe: Well, if you want to visit the city... I'd love to be with you. I grew up in Bel Gravia (note 1) and can show you around those great places.
Chris: That's great. But there is one condition: the tickets are bought by me.
Chloe: God, is this important to you?
Chris: I'm afraid yes. I'm old school... I read about the Saatchi gallery show...
Chloe: Excellent. I'd love to go with you.
Chris: You are so kind. Just let me give you a few free tennis lessons in return?
Chloe: Well, it's settled. How about going to the exhibition on Wednesday?
Chris: Yes.
Chloe: Shall we have lunch together first?
Chris: That's the deal. I have to get ready. Your guests are almost here.
Chloe: Yes, yes, of course. Let's go...
Chris: I'm afraid they don't want to see a stinky, sweaty tennis player.
The guests gathered on the lawn.
Hedley's mansion.
Chris smoothes his blazer as he walks. He passed the library, went downstairs, walked down the hallway, and came to the ping-pong table. All I heard was Nora's voice saying:
"So...who's my next loser? You?"
Chris: I haven't played ping pong in a long time...
Nora: Would you like to bet a thousand pounds on it? a game?
Chris: What's the matter with me?
The two picked up their rackets and started playing. Nora struggled to draw the ball, and the ping pong ball was hit far off the table. Chris smiled.
Nora: What happened to me?
Chris: That's it. Want me to demonstrate?
Nora: Please.
Chris: You've got to lean in a little...hit the ball.
Nora: I played well before you came.
Chris: It's a common occurrence for me... Tell me, what does a beautiful young American table tennis player do in British high society?
Nora: Has anyone told you that you play very aggressively?
Chris: Has anyone told you that your lips are sexy.
Nora: Extremely aggressive.
Chris: I'm combative by nature. Does this offend you?
Nora: I have to think about it.
Tom's Voice: Ah, so here you are! I'm about to introduce you to Chris Wheaton.
Tom came in with a glass in hand.
Tom: Chris Wheaton, this is Nora Rice. my fiancee.
Nora: Aha, you're that professional tennis player!
Tom: Hi dear. (kissing her cheek)
Chris: Nice to meet you.
Nora: He just wanted to challenge me on the table.
Tom: Really? You have to be careful. He makes a living by challenging others.
Nora: I'll be ready next time. (kissing Tom) See you outside.
Tom: Good!
Nora turned to leave.
TOM (sighs): She's nice, isn't she?
Chris: How long have you been together?
Tom: It's been half a year... gosh, exactly half a year! She came here to study acting, we met at a party, and it wasn't a good day for both of us. Then we came together. My mom had a hard time believing that I was serious about her. She has her own small calculations for her future daughter-in-law, and she is completely out of consideration for marrying a young actor from the United States. But I'm madly in love with Nora! ...Anyway, I thought we might all have a meal together next week. what do you say?
Chris: I'd love to.
Tom: Excellent. Now, Irish, how about a scotch before dinner?
Chris: Why not?
Tom: Let's go then.
Chloe and Chris at Saatchi Gallery.
River Thames.
St James Park.
They visit Buckingham Palace together to see the Royal Guard.
Sitting together in a half-empty movie theater.
Chloe: Have a great time these days. I'm so glad you have so much free time outside of work.
Chris: Yes, it was really fun. But it's okay to take in a few more new students.
Chloe: Are you short of money?
Chris: Omg, no! Money is fine. You are really nice and care about me so much, but it's not the money that matters.
Chloe: Because I care about you...
Chris and Chloe kiss passionately.
Chloe: To your house or to mine?
Chris: I'm afraid you're not used to going to my house...
Chloe: Don't say it. Best to go to your house.
They kiss again.
Chris's apartment.
Chloe and Chris have sex on the open sofa.
The mansion in Belgravia. living room.
Eleanor and Chloe were walking hand in hand.
Eleanor: I know, you've been with Chris Whedon a lot lately.
Chloe: Yes. Others are very nice.
Eleanor: I like him too. I just don't know if he has any pursuits.
Chloe: Well, of course he doesn't want to play tennis all his life.
Alec sat in the living room and took their words:
"I think he's likable. And funny. We talked about Dostoevsky the other day, which was interesting."
Chloe: We can Can't think of a way to help him? For example, arrange to your company or something?
Alec: Did he express that desire?
Chloe: No, but he often talks to me about his thoughts on the future...he wants to make a difference!
Eleanor: Chloe...be careful. Do not worry. Tom messing around with a woman I don't like is enough to give me a headache.
Chloe: Tom and Nora are happy together. You are biased against Americans.
Eleanor: She's so emotional.
Chloe: Actors are emotional.
Eleanor: She's deceiving herself, she's spoiled, she has no self-control, and she's moody. She is not a good match for Tom.
Alec: Who are you talking about?
Eleanor: Nora.
Alec: Oh...
Locanda Loccatelli Restaurant. night.
Chloe walked into the restaurant and saw Chris sitting at the bar, walking towards him.
Chloe: Did you wait a long time?
Chris: No. Hi.
Chloe: The road is badly blocked. The others will arrive in a moment. Probably stuck somewhere. (to the waiter) Please give me a champagne cocktail.
Chris: A colleague of your father's talked to me today about going to work at the company. Did you say anything to them?
Chloe: I just asked Dad to consider you when he has a good position. You can choose...if you want...you won't be mad at me?
Chris: Gosh, of course not. You are so considerate. (The waiter brings the wine) Thank you.
Chloe: What do you think?
Chris: I'm going to think about it. To be honest, I never thought about getting into business.
Chloe: So what do you think about your future?
Chris: I don't know either...but I believe this is a great opportunity for me.
Chloe: Yes, I think so too. Dad said it was a good opportunity to learn business. Done right, he's guaranteed to skyrocket your career.
Chris: But I've never been a
fan of office work... Chloe: Not exactly office work. You take it as a stepping stone...
Chris: Where does it lead?
Chloe: More important jobs, bigger opportunities, higher pay... I don't know. You often say you admire my dad's achievements.
Chris: Indeed...it may be strange to say, but I've always admired people like your father, even though I came from the bottom. He is rich, but not pedantic. He enjoys his success, he lives happily, he is passionate about art...
Chloe: He is more than happy to pave the way for you.
Chris: He's very generous...
Chloe: He appreciates your drive to get better... but you don't seem to be enthusiastic...
Chris: I'm sorry. I hope you can understand my hesitation and don't get angry.
Chloe: No, no, not at all! It's just that you...well...you always say you want to make a difference...excuse me.
Chris: I will. I promise.
Chloe and Chris kiss.
Nora and Tom entered the dining room. Nora saw them and waved to them.
Chris: Oh, great.
Chloe: Hello!
Tom: Hello, guys.
Chloe and Nora began to chat enthusiastically.
After a few minutes, everyone was seated at the table.
Chris helped Chloe out of the chair.
Chloe: It doesn't matter, the road is really badly jammed.
Tom: It's all my fault. I took Nora to the auto show...
Chloe: Really?
Tom: It's incredible. I swear, I was so excited I didn't dry my pants!
Chloe: Oh, my God! Shut up.
Tom: You like cars too, don't you, Chris?
Chris: Vintage cars are beautiful.
Tom: Aha.
Nora: I also love vintage cars. But Tom likes new cars with all the trimmings... (Tom raises an eyebrow, nods) I want an Aston Martin.
Chris: I've driven an Aston Martin.
Tom: Really?
Chris: Yes. I used to work for a guy...washing his car. He is very, very careful with the maintenance of his car...
Chloe turned around and took the menu from the waiter.
Chris: ...so I have to brush the car with a toothbrush every day.
Nora: I want an Aston Martin, or an open-top vintage car.
Tom: Well, when we get married, we collect vintage cars. As long as I can get an up-to-date DB9 with all the trimmings. satisfied? (kissing Nora) Hedley Manor is the perfect place to store those of our cars. Speaking of Hedley Manor...
Chloe: Can I order? The waiter is waiting.
Tom: Oh, I'm sorry. I want mushroom baked potatoes. I love to eat. Simply delicious.
Nora: Please bring me the same.
Waiter: Where's the aperitif?
Tom: Let me see the wine list.
Chloe: I want caviar pancakes.
Chris: I want roast chicken.
Chloe: Oops, so boring! Their pancakes here are especially good, really! You should try it.
Chris: I'd like to have roast chicken. (hands her the menu)
Chloe: Don't you like caviar?
Chris: General.
Chloe: General? ...
Chris: I'm sorry. I have always eaten plainly and have been so educated since I was a child.
Tom: Give him pancakes.
Chloe: My God, is your father an oil driller who specializes in etiquette?
Chris: He's very...controlled.
Chloe: Chris's father was a religious maniac.
Tom: My God!
Chris: Yeah, he believed in Jesus after losing his legs.
Tom: I'm sorry, but it doesn't look like a good deal.
Chloe: You just said Hedley...
Tom: Oh, yes, Dad invited us to go hunting.
Chloe: Oh, really?
Tom: Hmm.
Nora: I think I'll have to wear something else this time. Your mother didn't like the way I dressed last time.
Tom: She doesn't like your swimsuit. She is used to using more fabric in her swimsuit.
Chloe: I'm sure your mom would think swimsuits are trendy if she knew you were filming in them.
Tom: Good.
Chris: Have you made a lot of movies?
Nora: It's an ad, not a movie.
TOM: But she's a sight to behold. If you understand what I mean...
Nora: I don't think my career is developing as expected.
Tom: You just need a little luck.
Chris: I think luck is important in anything.
Chloe: I don't believe in luck. I believe in perseverance.
Tom: Well...
Chris: Certainly not without perseverance, but I mean something else...Scientists are increasingly convinced that everything exists by chance. There is no purpose. There is no design.
Chloe: So what? It doesn't matter. I love every moment of my life.
Chris: I envy you.
Tom: As our parish priest used to say...well...what did he say? "Despair is the path of least resistance." Strange, right?
Chris: I think faith in God is the path of least resistance.
Tom: Oh my gosh!
Chloe: Shall we change the subject?
Tom: Oh my gosh! ...
Chloe: It would be much more interesting for Nora to tell us about her acting work.
Tom: Hmm.
Nora: No, I mean, I'm going to reconsider acting. I can't stand the fact that my parents in my hometown think I've accomplished nothing. Although I don't plan to go back to Colorado. Never ever.
The waiter came over.
Waiter: Have you decided what wine you want?
Tom: Two bottles of Prini-Montrache, please.
Swiss representative office building.
"Good morning, I'm Chris Wheaton."
"Rod Carver. Nice to meet you."
"Me too.
" Hewitt & Company headquarters.
Rod Carver introduces Chris to Alan Sinclair.
Rod: You work in Alan Sinclair's department.
Chris: Hello, Alan.
Rhodes: No doubt your workload is small, but this is just the beginning. Once you're familiar with how it works here, there will be adjustments soon.
Ellen: It's basically a nine-to-five...
Rhodes: Not bad. So you still have a lot of time to play
if you like ... Ellen: If you think the conditions are right, No. 1 can start work.
Chris: I don't think salary is an issue. (shaking Alan) Nice to meet you, Alan...
Alan: Me too.
Chris: And you, Rod.
Rod (shaking hands with Chris): I'm sure you'll like it here. You won't get bored.
Chris: No doubt about that.
night. Chris and Chloe walk into Chris' apartment.
Chloe: I'm indescribably happy that you took the job. What great news!
Chris: To celebrate - this is for you. (hands her gift)
Chloe: Wow, thanks! ...trust me, it won't take long for you to be a department head. (unboxes) You're much more capable than Alan Sinclair. Sure, he's a good guy, but... not very creative.
She unwrapped the wrapper and took out a music disc from the box.
Chris: This disc is hard to come by...a very nice aria...his voice...sings the sadness of life.
Chloe: Do you think life is sad?
Chris: What about you?
They kiss passionately.
Chloe: I love life. We just stayed home and had dinner and listened to sad music. I'm going to open a bottle of the wine I bought you.
Chris: Oh, yes, Priny-Monrachet. I wouldn't have known it existed if Tom hadn't ordered it. But now I'm addicted to it.
Chloe: Tom and Nora invited us to a movie tonight, but I said they weren't available.
Chris: Is it? ...but we don't have any plans. Well, at least there are no special arrangements...
Chloe: I thought we decided to stay home...
Chris: Yes, but it's not a hard and fast rule. It's okay to go with them.
Chloe: If you want to go to the movies, now is the time.
Chris: Not that I want to. But it's always fun to be with them, and you love watching movies.
Chloe: Then I'll call them?
Chris: Of course, if you don't object.
Chloe: I'd be happier if the two of us had a two-person world tonight. Drinking, listening to opera...
Chris: Yeah...I just think, we can stay at home whenever we want...but tonight...they're free, come to see us a movie...what movie?
Chloe: I don't know. But since you want to go...
Chris: Let's go.
night.
Chloe and Chris stand by the cinema with a poster from the movie "Motorcycle Diaries." A taxi came by.
TOM (getting off): Thank you very much, friend. Oh wait...the door won't open...well.
Chloe (to Tom): Hello, dear.
Tom: Hello! Hold on a minute... (draws money from pocket and hands it to driver) Here you go, friend. Thanks again. good luck!
Taxi Driver: Good luck!
Tom dropped the cigarette butt and walked towards Chloe.
Chloe: Where's Nora?
Tom: She had a headache when she was going out, so she couldn't come, sorry...
Chloe: Oh, poor little one. Is she all right?
Tom: Yes, it's fine. She conveys her regards to you... (pauses) Leave him alone. Let's go to see "Motorcycle Diary".
Chloe: I swear it was her choice. I don't believe it's you who want to see this movie.
Chris's apartment. late at night.
Chloe and Chris were lying on the stretched sofa hugging each other.
Chloe: Everyone is very satisfied with your work performance. Dad says the company has rave reviews about you. What a smart kid you are...
Chris comes out of the Ralph Lauren store with bag in hand and walks down King Street. Suddenly, he saw Nora and waved to her.
Chris: Hi!
Nora: Hello!
Chris: Hello!
Nora: How are you doing? what are you doing here?
Chris: Bought a sweater.
Nora: Oh...
Chris: Same as Tom's. Does he have a cashmere sweater?
Nora: It's alpaca.
Chris: Alpaca? right.
Nora: Yes.
Chris: Where are you going?
Nora: Oh, I'm in a bad mood.
Chris: What's going on?
Nora: Well...I'm auditioning in ten minutes, but like before, my confidence hit rock bottom again...
Chris: Don't worry, you'll do well.
Nora: Maybe...I'm going to be late, so...want to go?
Chris: Of course.
Nora: The agent was supposed to accompany me, but he canceled the date temporarily. Now I have to go by myself...just me...that sucks! ...
Chris: Do you want me to cheer you on?
Nora: Yes. That's great. If not...
Chris: No trouble. No trouble at all.
Nora: Yeah... well.
Chris: I'm also always nervous before big games.
Nora: Well...
Chris: Have you ever practiced yoga?
Nora: No.
Chris: No? ...
Chris walked up and down the Royal Opera House, waiting for Nora to come out. She finally came out.
Nora: Hi.
Chris: How's it going?
Nora: I screwed up. I don't know why, everything is fine at home, but once I get here... I don't know... I just can't perform well to the end.
Chris: You still have a chance. must.
Nora: Yeah...you know, I want a drink now to cheer myself up. Just drink a little.
Chris: Of course.
Nora: OK...
Chris: Let's go...the
bar. Nora drank a glass of wine and handed it to the waiter.
Nora: Where did I say that? ...well...my sister went to college for a few years, but I'm self-taught like you. You should meet her. She's... she's very beautiful, but unfortunately addicted to drugs...
Chris: Certainly not as pretty as you.
Nora: I can only be considered sexy. And Linda—my sister—she was a real beauty.
Chris: So, you also know how men feel about you?
Nora: Before my parents divorced, I used to take her to beauty pageants...
Chris: Hmm...
Nora: I was kidding.
Chris: What does your father do?
Nora: He's... gone. Never sent us money. My mother was fired every three days.
Chris: Is it?
Nora: Yes. She drinks heavily.
Chris: How did you and Tom meet?
Nora: At a party. As soon as he saw me, he flew over like a missile aimed at the target. I fell in love with him right away. I think... think he's handsome. What do you think?
Chris: Yes, handsome. Did he propose to you?
Nora: His gift offense struck me... What can I know about this happy life? I'm just a poor actor from Boulder, Colorado...
Chris: No...
Nora: Yes... I've had a failed marriage. This is another reason why she hates me.
Chris: Who hates you?
Nora: Eleanor. Tom's mother. She wants him to marry a woman named Olivia, a distant relative of his, I think. I don't know... it's disgusting... intermarriage...
Chris: You're also in love with him at first sight?
Nora: Well, as I said, I think he's handsome. You know, I'm just... stunned by his hospitality... how are you and Chloe?
Chris: She's gentle and considerate.
Nora: Yes, very considerate. And she wants to marry you.
Chris: I don't think her mother would approve.
Nora: No, no, your situation is different. I don't agree with Eleanor, and she knows that, but you...they're raising you.
Chris: Well...
Nora: Remember what I said. When they thought Chloe was going to run off with a bar owner, they almost got pissed off. But you...you'll do well, as long as you don't miss out.
Chris: How did I miss the opportunity?
Nora: If you start hooking me up.
Chris: Why did you say I would hook up with you?
Nora: Any man would be interested in me. They think I am special.
Chris: Are you special?
Nora: Well, no one has asked for a refund so far.
Chris: Where did all your confidence go during the interview?
Nora: I drank too much. Can you call a taxi for me?
Chris: Of course.
Hedley Manor. daytime.
The BMW drove through the gate and stopped at the entrance. The driver opens the door. Alec got out of the car.
Alec: Thank you. You drive a little faster, don't you think?
Chloe, Tom, Nora and Chris passed the horses in front of the stable.
Chloe: Where is it?
Tom: Over there.
Chloe: Do you think it will be okay?
Tom: No. Carmack checked it out last week and he said...
Nora: Ahhh, so cute!
Tom: There's something wrong with his right hind leg, but it should be fine now...
Nora: Tom, can I feed him?
Tom: Of course, feed it grass.
Chloe: Do you think it will play on Sunday, Tom?
Tom: It works... The problem is, Lopez is the only one who can handle it, and he's hurt.
NORA (to the horse): Hello, baby.
Tom: Injuries and injuries, it sucks.
Nora (
Tsuma ): You're so cute... have a collection of shotguns in a glass case in a room at the Hedley's. Alec pulled out an unassembled shotgun.
Alec (to Chris, who is standing by): What's your opinion on taking a business course at public expense?
Chris: I don't know.
Alec: I have had great feedback on your work performance and there will be an important opening early next year. This is a position with a lot of responsibility and a high salary. In addition, there are many subsidies: such as public relations fees, private drivers, etc. We were considering another candidate, but you and Chloe are obviously close...but I wouldn't consider you if I didn't believe you were up to the job.
Chris: I won't let you down.
Tom appeared at the door.
Tom: Oh, sorry...
Alec: All right, Chris, it's settled.
Tom: We're almost ready.
A saucer flew into the air. There was a gunshot - fragments of the flying saucer fell to the ground.
Tom has a shotgun. Chloe, Alec and the guests stood a little further away to watch the flying saucer shoot.
TOM (to Chris): Nothing, man.
Chris put down his shotgun, took off his earmuffs, and turned to Tom.
Tom: It's just a drill before the grouse hunting season starts.
Chris: Oh...
Tom: But it was a lot of fun.
Chloe: Don't scare him. Poor man, he's not as good at shooting as he is at football.
Alec: I'll make him a good shooter. Don't worry, Chris.
Tom: Yes, Dad.
Alec: Chloe, let's go.
Chris walked into Chloe's bedroom. Chloe was lying on the bed reading a book.
Chris: Honey, have you seen my Strindberg book?
Chloe: No...
living room. Tom and Nora are playing chess. Alec came in.
Alec: How was the audition?
Nora: Oh, that sucks.
Tom: It's all her fault, little fool. She is so nervous.
Alec: Well, I still believe you can benefit from it.
Nora: Unfortunately, they don't have the right role right now.
Eleanor sits not far away and interjects -
Eleanor: How long are you going to hold on?
Nora: What?
Eleanor: If there is still no progress after a while, I ask you how long will it take you to decide to change jobs?
Tom: I don't think it's time for Nora to make that decision, Mom.
Eleanor: I didn't mean that. I mean, since your attempts at acting have let you down time and time again, you should ask yourself: is this really what I'm after in life? Is this what I want?
Nora: I asked myself this question.
Eleanor: Did you see that? That makes perfect sense, Tom. Actor is a very cruel profession, especially cruel to women, because your youth is getting old day by day, time is passing by day by day, if nothing happens during this time, it will only get harder and harder in the future.
Alec: But, Eleanor, Nora is still young.
Eleanor: I mean: the future.
Alec: Oh...
Eleanor: I'm a real face-to-face person.
Tom: Oh, your view of reality is just your own. And, to be honest, not everyone wants to hear from you.
Alec: Tom, please don't yell at mom.
Eleanor:
Well ... Tom: I didn't yell. I'm sorry, Dad, but she always says that about Nora and it hits her hard.
Eleanor: The only thing I want her to understand is that acting is too illusory. People who do this must be gifted. Just because you don't want to admit your failure in front of your hometown friends, it's unrealistic to put it mildly. Sorry, but this is my opinion.
Nora: Excuse me.
Tom: Nora...
Nora: It's okay. I just wanted to be quiet...
She turned and left.
TOM (to Eleanor): Thank you so much! Of course, I'm sorry, I yelled at you, but you know, that's her dead end!
Alec: He's right, Eleanor
... Chris was looking for Nora outside the house. Finally saw her.
Chris: I'm looking for you!
Nora: I'm in a bad mood. Want to be alone for a while.
Chris: I don't mean to bother you...
Nora: I'm going to drink.
Chris: I like the way you drink. Very charming.
Nora: Is it?
Chris: Yes. Also very confident.
Nora: I don't think it's a good idea. You should not follow me.
Chris: Do you feel guilty?
Nora: How about you? ...
they kiss passionately.
Nora: We shouldn't.
Chris: I know.
They kiss again...
Nora: It's not going to end well...
They start undressing each other...
Business school. daytime.
Chris sits in the classroom with other college students. He walked for a while and looked around. He likes everything around him.
night. Royal Opera House.
Chris and Chloe sat side by side in the box. Tom, who was sitting in the back, suddenly took out his phone from his pocket.
Tom: Hello? (hands the phone to Nora) Seems to be looking for you, honey... go and pick it up.
Nora got up and walked down the hallway.
NORA (to phone): At least a little hope... When will you be able to call back? ...please notify me of any results. I believe I am up to the role. Yes... well... bye.
Chris followed her out of the box.
Chris: Why are you being so cold to me?
Nora: No such thing.
Chris: You've alienated me since you got back to town, you're running away from me?
Nora: I don't want what happened last time. Let the past go, Chris. At that time, I couldn't control myself for various reasons. I'm depressed, drinking, and losing control...
Chris: Oh, no excuses.
Nora: I'm not making excuses. Feelings are feelings, but we all have our own lovers.
Chris: You know, you're not very good at acting...
Nora: Listen, you always wanted to have sex with me, I thought about it, I don't deny it. We've had it once. But now it's time to look forward, understand? back to reality. Chris, we are going to be relatives soon.
Chris: Having sex with you is exactly what I imagined...
he leaned over to kiss her, but she avoided it.
Nora: Chris, forget it, it's over.
Bond Street. daytime.
Chris comes out of the Cartier store. Several bags in hand. The driver opened the back seat of the Accord for him.
Chris: Thank you. (suddenly sees one of his friends on the street) Henry! It's you? Hi! Are you OK?
Henry: Chris? Omg, look at it! ......
Chris: nice to see you.
They come together.
Henry: It looks like your career is going well, doesn't it?
Chris: Yes. Are you still playing round robin?
Henry: Yes, I like that. I like it very much. No, look at this car!
Chris: Oh, nothing, the car isn't mine. It's a company car.
Henry: Yeah...I know, you think playing is boring, right? But I continue to run around the world, chatting and masturbating.
Chris: I really can't stand it.
Henry: Oh, I heard you changed your business.
Chris: I'm a supervisor in the office...
Henry: Big boss!
Chris: I'm still the guy you know, Henry. I am dating a woman who is very nice. Her family has money, manor, servants and horse racing. all is well.
Henry: Look how much I know about you! These high society boys and girls will always touch your heart.
Chris: Yeah, it's amazing how life-changing the ball can go over the net or land on your side.
Henry: I've always admired your game.
Chris: Thank you.
Henry: You play steady, calm and creative under pressure. You could have been a tennis virtuoso like Laver.
Chris: You and I have a winner and loser, evenly matched.
Henry: No. You didn't give your best when you played against me. Tell you, if you push harder, you can beat even the seed.
Chris: Come on, how about I treat you to lunch?
Henry: Next time...give me your number?
Chris: Of course. But I'm moving to a new apartment, so let me give you my business card. Call me anytime.
Henry: Very striking!
Chris: Nice to meet you, Henry. You look very very good.
Henry: So are you, friend. very very good.
Chris: I'll treat you to dinner. You can go to the company for reimbursement.
Henry: Okay.
Chris: Call me.
Henry: Well, well, definitely. goodbye.
The mansion in Belgravia. night.
The guests walked up and down the living room, chatting with each other.
Alec: Oh my God...
Chloe: ... over there.
Alec: But why is that? Why did your mother invite her?
Chloe: They met at the supermarket last night, so she invited her.
Alec: Supermarket?
Chloe: Yes.
Chris: Can you play the piano?
Chloe: No, I play badly.
Eleanor (coming along with Chris): So, when are you getting married?
Chloe: Mom! ...
Alec: My God, Eleanor!
Eleanor: Oh, don't act like you're surprised. You have been together for a long time.
Chloe: Stop talking.
Alec: Eleanor, please...
Eleanor: Don't tell me you haven't talked about marriage yet.
Chloe: Mom, come with me. You should have an espresso.
Alec: Oh, gosh, gosh, gosh...
Eleanor: Alright...
Chloe: Let's go.
Eleanor turned and walked away with Chloe.
Alec: Eleanor would be so out of control with a little drink...
Chris: Well...but that's a matter of course. I discussed it with Chloe.
Alec: We are happy to be family with you. Tom would love to have a good brother-in-law like you. If you need anything, feel free to contact us.
Chris: Thank you.
Chris went downstairs, drinking along the corridor.
Tom and Nora kissed passionately in the pantry. Nora took off her underwear.
Tom: Oh...oh dear, wait. I think… think, we… oh…
Nora shuddered and quickly wrapped her clothes: she found Chris standing in the garden looking at them through the window panes.
Tom: You two met, right? I believe... a
moment later, Tom and Nora greeted Chris.
Tom: What? Why are we hiding in the kitchen? Blame her. What can I do if she pops up where we might be caught on the spot?
Nora: Obviously it's you, it's you! ...is your idea.
Tom: Any man who sees you wants to pounce on you. Right, Chris? (Chris gives him a gloomy look) God, are you all right?
Chris: It's fine. Shouldn't drink on an empty stomach...
country church. daytime.
Chris and Chloe stood in front of the altar.
Pastor: I declare that you are officially married. Now it's time to kiss the bride.
Chris lifts Chloe's veil. They kiss.
Chris and Chloe walk into their new home.
Chris: My God, it's incredible.
Chloe: Do you like it?
Chris: What's up there?
Chloe: Our bedroom.
Chris: Ah...
Chloe: There's a bedroom over there. Bathroom and kitchen...and a small balcony...
Chris: Hey.
Chloe: Look what a beautiful view!
Chris: Wow, it's breath taking. I wish... I could afford an apartment like this...
Chloe: Oh, here we go again! You know, Dad would love to help us. come on. We watch the sun rise here every day!
Chris: Very beautiful. really big. I'm going to get lost here! Did I tell you that I am afraid of heights?
Chloe: Really?
Chris:
Right ... Chloe: I want to have a baby with you.
Chris: Chloe...we're talking about this now...too early...
Chloe: Not at all, we've been living together for a long time. I want three kids while I'm young. (kissing Chris) Come on, you can. Your "serve" is very powerful.
tennis court. daytime.
Tom and Chris are playing tennis. Tom spiked the ball and it hit the net.
Chris: Hey! what are you thinking about?
Tom: I'm sorry, sorry. Bad play... Listen, I have something to tell you.
Chris: What's the matter?
Tom: Well, Nora and I...we broke up.
Chris: No way!
Tom: Yes. I broke up with her.
Chris: I thought you guys were getting married.
Tom: Yes, but...it's a little embarrassing to say, but Mommy wouldn't agree with me marrying her...but I'm not planning on marrying the stupid Olivia Allred she's seen. God, don't even think about it!
Chris: Sorry. I don't understand...
Tom: To be honest with you, I swear to God, the absolute truth. I met another girl. Yes, I met her, fell in love, and fell in love at first sight. Mom was very happy with her, and although that wasn't the reason for my decision - at least I kept trying to say to myself that it wasn't the problem - but... you know what I mean.
"The Hewitt Company".
Chris dialed Nora's number in the office, but there was always an auto-answering voice: "The number you dialed is an empty number. The number you dialed is an empty number..."
Chris dropped the phone.
residential area. G
Rees approached the apartment building, up the stairs to a door, standing next to a guard. He is fixing the doorbell.
Chris: Excuse me... (rings the doorbell)
Doorman: Are you looking for Miss Rice?
Chris: Yes.
Doorman: She's gone. Saw her yesterday...moved away.
Chris: Did she say where to go?
Doorman: Didn't tell me.
Chris: Thank you...
Doorman: You're welcome.
Confused, Chris turned to leave.
The couple's apartment. night.
Chloe and Chris were lying on the bed.
Chloe: What are you thinking?
Chris: Nothing. things related to work.
Chloe: Oh...you know, we haven't had sex in a week.
Chris: Oh Chloe, I'm tired...
Chloe: I was rejected?
Chris: No, of course not!
Chloe: Well, I take your cue. I really can't figure out what's going on. My cousins are all pregnant soon...
Chris: Listen...there will be. I'm really tired. kiss? (they kiss) Have a good dream.
He lay down and turned off the light.
Village Church. daytime.
Hess and Tom stood at the altar.
Priest: I declare that you are officially married. You can kiss the bride.
Tom lifted Hess' veil and kissed her.
Hess: Just in time. Otherwise my belly will show...
Tate Modern.
Chloe and Carroll are looking at the exhibition.
Carol: You should see a doctor.
Chloe: I know. We've tried everything.
Carroll: What do you think of this one?
They study a painting attentively.
Chloe: The color is very full, right?
Carroll: Yes. I do not like. Have you thought about adopting one?
Chloe: No, absolutely not. I want to have children of my own.
They went to another painting.
Carroll: What about this one?
Chloe: Well... a little bit of that...
Carol: Did I tell you that Victoria Fife was pregnant?
Chloe: Really?
Carol: She's very happy.
Chloe: That goes without saying...
Carol: She and her husband are a natural match. They are the most perfect combination, just like the arrangement of God. After several failed relationships, they met in a car accident.
Chloe: Oh my God...
Carol: I know, great.
"The Hewitt Company".
Chris (on the phone): Our attorneys are working on it right now...you'll get your money order on Friday. I promise. Even if I have to stay up all night here... ok. thank you. thanks.
He hung up the phone, lay back on his back, and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt.
Chris: Samantha, please get me two aspirins.
A moment later, Samantha walked into the office with her medicine and a glass of water.
Chris: Thank you. (Takes the medicine and puts it in his mouth) Tell me, Samantha, are you claustrophobic here?
Samantha: No, never.
Chris: Omg! I had an appointment to meet my wife at Tate Modern. She wanted to introduce me to a painter. If they call, Samantha, tell them to wait until Friday. Couldn't be sooner. Good night.
he is gone.
Chris wandered the gallery looking for Chloe, who saw him first.
Chloe: Chris!
Chris: Oh, I'm looking for you! Hi Carol.
Carol: Hello, Chris.
Chris: How are you?
Carroll: Not bad.
Chloe: The works exhibited here are all the best painters.
Chris: Is it?
Carroll: I'd like to introduce you to the lady painter from St Ives.
Chloe: Yes!
Suddenly, Chris saw Nora: she was standing a little further away, admiring a huge oil painting.
Chris: Listen to me, where are you going?
Chloe: What's the matter?
Chris: I'm going to make a call, there's no signal here.
Chloe: Well, let's go over there. But hurry up, it's closing soon.
Chris: I try my best.
Chloe: Okay.
Chris: Okay...
He hurried to catch up with Nora.
Chris: Hello! What a surprise.
Nora: I...I'm back in London.
Chris: I didn't even know you were gone. Nora: I was saddened by what happened, so I went back to America to look for a job.
Chris: I thought you hated America.
Nora: It's better to go anywhere than here.
Chris: I found you.
Nora: Why?
Chris: You're still mad...where do you live?
Nora: In the city. how?
Chris: Alone?
Nora: Why do you ask the long and the short? Aren't you married?
Chris: Can I get you a drink? Where should I find you? Listen to me...
Chloe is here.
Chloe: My God!
Chris: Honey, look who I met.
Chloe: Hello!
Nora: Hello.
Chloe: How are you?
Nora: Okay. How about you?
Chloe: You look great.
Nora: Thank you. How is Tom?
Chloe: He's all right. All is well, really.
Nora: Yes, I heard he got married.
Chloe: They have a child.
Nora: Oh...
Chloe: Well, you know Tom, he's finally settling down.
Carol came over.
Carol: I think I found it!
Chloe: Do you know each other? This is my friend Carol. This is Nora.
Carol: Hello.
Nora: Hello.
Chloe: We were looking for video installation exhibitions everywhere, but we couldn't find them anywhere. Excuse me. I thought it was on the third floor, didn't I?
Carroll: No, no, we should go back.
Carol and Chloe leave.
Chris: Tell me your phone number.
Nora: Why?
Chris: Just tell me the number.
Nora: Chris...
Chris: Please...give me the number. (Nora gives the number) I'll call you.
Chris and Chloe came out of the doctor's office and went downstairs.
Chloe: I think he's really an authority on that. What do you think?
Chris: In my opinion, these doctors are better than witch doctors.
Chloe: Yes. Much stronger.
They walked to Chris' Accord.
Chloe: This time there will be a result, I have a hunch.
Chris: You go first, I have a few appointments.
Chloe: I'll send you. (Gets into the driver's seat)
Chris: No, no. Not far from here. I walked over.
Chloe: All right.
Chris: See you at home.
Chloe: Goodbye.
He blows her a kiss. Chloe drove away.
Nora's apartment.
Nora and Chris lay on the bed, kissing passionately.
later.
Chris (sitting on the edge of the bed): Your apartment is beautiful. It's not as shabby as you say.
Nora: I was lucky to find this apartment in such a short time. Of course, it's not ideal. There have been several burglaries in this building, there are mice in the neighbors...but the lobby is decent. Most importantly, it's cheap.
Chris: What time is it?
Nora: You should go.
Chris: It's not easy to leave you...
they kiss.
The couple's apartment. morning.
Chris and Chloe eat breakfast at the table.
Chloe: Did you sleep well?
Chris: Good.
Chloe: Did you hear the news last night that there was an earthquake in China?
Chris: That's scary.
Chloe: And scientists have discovered a new planet.
Chris: Really?
Chloe: Right... (pondering for a moment) I'm looking everywhere for a place to rent a house and open a gallery. Dad also supported the idea.
Chris: Good, good. I should go to work.
Chloe: So soon?
Chris: Hmm.
Chloe: I also hope we can... well, you know...before you leave. It's ovulation, you remember, the doctor said that we should have sex in the morning whenever we can.
Chris: Honey, I'm going to be late.
Chloe: Come on, it's fun! ...Wait, I'm going to take my temperature. She put the thermometer in her mouth.
Nora and Chris are walking down the street.
Nora: So, shall we see you this time next week?
Chris: Let me in.
Nora: We've just been in the hotel for an hour...
Chris: I'm sorry. I can't control it. You just drive me crazy.
Nora: You're going to be late for work.
Chris: Whatever. Let's go.
They walked into the building where Nora lived.
Chris and Nora kiss in the stairwell. The door opened, and Mrs. Easterby stepped into the stairwell.
Nora: Oh, Mrs Eastby, hello!
Mrs Eastby: Hello.
Nora: Has your house been eradicated?
Mrs Eastby: Oh, yes, yes. With peanut butter as bait, the mousetrap works even better. That's far more effective than cheese, although it's generally agreed that cheese is the best bait.
Nora: Uh... um... this is Mr. Harris.
Chris: Good afternoon. How are you?
Mrs Eastby: Hello, hello.
Chris: Nice to meet you.
Nora: See you later.
Mrs Eastby: Good luck to you.
Nora: Good luck to you too...
Nora and Chris walk into the apartment. Chris threw Nora's bag on the ground and tore off his suit. Nora kicked the door shut, undid Chris' tie, blindfolded him, and started taking off his shirt...
Locanda Loccatelli.
Hess, Tom and Chris, Chloe sat at the bar.
Tom: I think Bruton Street is the best place for a gallery, it's in the middle of the city. The exhibition is sure to be a success, because you can pick paintings and research antiques better than anyone else.
Hess: Indeed.
Chloe: Yeah, I've always been lucky enough to be pregnant when the show opens.
Tom: You can do everything well. I mean, like Hess, raising Adele and Rosie at the same time wouldn't be a problem.
Hess: But you guys helped us a lot, remember? (Tom chuckles) But our babysitter quit. She is going to make a movie.
Chloe: Really?
Hess: Yeah.
Tom: Do you know who we met the other day? It seems you know...
Hess: Right.
Tom: It's Nora.
Chloe: Oh, I told you, we saw her... when? ……For a long time!
Chris: Hmm.
Tom: Yes...she seems to work in a specialty store on Ledbury Road...she's such a special girl...still looking as pretty as ever. I'm sorry, but it's true, although... her expression changed a bit... We didn't chat a bit.
Hess: Tom said she was a little arrogant.
Tom: Yes, she used to be unscrupulous, so to speak... maybe it's a family heritage, I don't know... but she still looks like "Come on, come on".
Chloe: Who is she dating?
Tom: Strange, I forgot to ask.
Bert and Phoebe approached the group.
Burt: Hello, Tom!
Phoebe: Hello.
Tom: Hello, friend!
Bert: What a coincidence.
Tom: Let's stop by and have a seat. Family reunion, you know.
Chloe: My God, how are you?
Phoebe: Nice to meet you. A very happy family.
Burt: Call us next time, okay? Come on a group of six.
Tom: Six people, yes.
Phoebe: Are you guys going out of town next month?
Chloe: Yes, we will try to make time for it. (turns to Hess) Right?
Hess: Yes, as much as possible. I know Tom really wants to go out for a walk.
Burt: Listen to me, I saw you on the street not long ago. I called you, but you didn't hear me.
Chris: Who, me?
Burt: Yes, you called a cab on Melcombe Street around five o'clock.
Chris: Is it?
Tom: Where is Melcombe Street?
Chris: That's not me.
Bert: No, it's you. At least that person looks exactly like you.
Chloe: Where is that street?
Chris: I'm afraid you made a mistake. But that's okay, people often mistake me for someone else, so...
Burt: I swear, that's you!
Chloe: Well, if that person is calling a cab, it must not be Chris. He has a driver to pick up and drop off.
Tom: Exactly.
Burt: You should check to see if you have Alzheimer's prematurely, with such a poor memory. I'm sure I saw you.
Chris: No, not me...but thanks for thinking of me anyway.
Tom: The only conclusion is: you're both crazy...
BERT: Yeah, you're an expert on this.
Tom: . . . or drunk.
Burt: Let's go. give me a call, okay?
Tom: Alright.
Chris: Have a nice evening.
Hess: Goodbye.
Burt: Thank you.
Bert and Phoebe leave.
TOM (to all of you) Madman...
"The Hewitt Company."
Chris (goes into his office): Good afternoon, Ingrid...Samantha, what's the plan for today?
Samantha: Um...a two o'clock meeting with someone from Salazan.
Chris: It's better to push it back an hour. I'll be back on time, and if I'm not there, please entertain them.
Samantha: Of course.
Rhodes, who was standing behind his desk, heard their conversation.
Rhodes: Chris...where are you going?
Chris: Sorry, Rod. I have an appointment with someone.
Rhodes: We have an appointment here too. People from Sarazan are coming.
Chris: I'll be back. But if I don't arrive, don't wait for me.
Rhodes: What's going on?
Chris: I have an important date, trust me. nothing.
Nora and Chris are walking down the street.
Nora: It's ridiculous to go to my house now. We only have less than an hour.
Chris: Listen to me, it's not that I have a bad relationship with Chloe. Just...
Nora: I don't want to hear about Chloe anymore!
Chris: I'm so boring with her! Yes, she's nice, but...
Nora: Chris!
Chris: Are you in a bad mood?
Nora: Yeah, I'm in a bad mood.
Chris and Nora are sitting at the bar.
Nora: I screwed up the audition again. No results. I hate this...
Chris: It's not easy to do this. You have to keep trying.
Nora: I'm tired. Tom's mother was right. Exactly...or should I call her mother-in-law Ling?
Chris: Hey, that's enough! ...let's not talk about that, okay?
Nora: I don't understand why I'm messing with you. You can never leave Chloe.
Chris: Maybe I will.
Nora: Don't say anything you're not sure about.
Chris: Chloe was desperate to get pregnant. I mean...too mechanical. Can't imagine what to do if I can't see you. Seriously, unimaginable!
The mansion in Belgravia.
The family gathers around the Christmas tree in the living room.
Tom: Merry Christmas.
Eleanor: What a delight.
Chloe: How many cigarettes are you going to smoke today?
Tom: At least a million.
Eleanor: Please, don't smoke.
Chloe: Today is Christmas.
Eleanor: Damn.
Tom: Come on, it's just a cigarette.
Eleanor: If you think you're going to live forever, you're wrong.
In another room, Chris was whispering to Nora on the phone.
Chris: I want to wish you a Merry Christmas. I miss you...maybe tomorrow I can come out for an hour or two...okay. see you then. goodbye.
Alec (appears over the stairs): Aha, here you are, Chris! ...Chloe said you've lost some money in your stock recently...
Chris: Probably because I didn't think well...attentive enough...I thought I made the right decision, but...
Alec: Oh, who can tell. I don't want you and Chloe to be upset by this. You have my strong backing.
Chris: You are so kind, sir.
Alec: Oh, a trifle. You make Chloe happy, it means so much to me...
Nora's apartment. daytime.
Chris put lotion on Nora's back.
They kiss.
Hedley Manor. in the garden.
Chloe and the others sat at the table. Burt sat next to Phoebe and stroked her hair. Chris and Tom have teacups in their hands.
Chloe: This will be an unforgettable vacation. right Chris?
Chris: Yes. Phoebe: We could sleep on a boat or stay in a hotel.
Tom: I'm in favor of sleeping on a boat. Every time.
Burt: Sleeping on the boat.
Phoebe: All right. I also choose the boat.
Chloe: You know, he's never been to the Greek Islands.
Tom: Really?
Phoebe: No way!
Chloe: I tell you, never.
Phoebe: You'll like it.
Chris: I've been to Athens and I've only heard of the Greek Islands, it's like heaven.
Tom: Oh, I remember, we're going to Sardinia to see Brooke and Dodge Winston.
Phoebe: God!
Bert: Oh my gosh!
Hess: No, no, their house is beautiful.
Tom: Brooke is fine, but Dodge is too tough...
Chloe: Mykonos and Crete. Sounds so romantic, right?
Phoebe: Yes.
Tom: Yes.
Phoebe: I'm going to see those beautiful old temples, theaters... can't wait.
Hess: I must go with you.
Chloe: You know, I bought Chris an ancient Greek multi-child charm. Do you remember?
Chris: Forget it.
Chloe: One of my custom-made ones. We kept things under his pillow for two months. Of course, no use. I tortured him enough, poor fellow.
Tom: He fired blank rounds.
Chloe: Oh, shut up! ...
Chris' phone rang.
Chris: Hello?
Nora's Voice: I miss you.
Chris: I can't walk away right now.
Nora: Then when?
Chris: Tomorrow. No, Monday. Although...we have three days off. That is Tuesday.
Nora: Chris, I want to see you.
Chris: I'm thinking about what to do. Call you again.
He hangs up.
Chloe: ...I want to see Barbra Streisand.
Tom: Oh, she's really charming. Now with another American.
Chloe (to Chris) Who's calling?
Chris: I'm so confused! Forgot to sign a document. I have to drive back to town.
Chloe: You can't go. It's a day off and everyone is off work. The road will be very congested. And we've all planned it out.
Chris: I'm not saying go today.
Chloe: Of course, it's okay to wait two days.
Chris: It should be fine.
night. Tom, Hess, Eleanor, Alec, Chris and Chloe eat at a huge dining table.
Alec: Would you like to go horseback riding tomorrow morning? I have some good new horses.
Tom: When Chris first came here, he was so worried when he heard about riding, remember?
Chloe: Today he said he wanted to buy a horse himself.
Tom: Is it?
Chloe: Yes.
The maid walked up to Chris.
Maid: Sir, your number. She said there was an emergency.
Chris: Excuse me...
Tom (to Alec) So tomorrow morning?
Alec: Are you coming?
Chloe: Damn phone that keeps ringing even on days off!
Tom: I know.
Chloe: It's annoying.
Chris followed the maid to the hall. Pick up the microphone.
Chris: Hello?
Nora: Your phone is off...
Chris: You're crazy, call here!
Nora: When the hell are you here?
Chris: I'll try to get there tomorrow.
Nora: I can't wait for tomorrow! I'm going crazy!
Chris: What's the matter with you?
Nora: I'm pregnant.
Chris: I… we… talk about it tomorrow.
He slowly put down the microphone.
Chris goes back to the restaurant.
Chloe: ...Well, maybe I didn't eat enough vegetables.
Eleanor: Is that why they eat lemons and oranges?
Tom: They only have cookies. That's why "Rose Rum" came out...
Chloe: Who keeps calling you?
Chris: It's my secretary, Samantha. I'm afraid I won't be able to ride with you tomorrow. no way.
Tom: I thought Samantha was going to visit her parents this weekend...
Chris: I know, it's all my fault, poor girl. But that's okay, I'm going to the city and I'll be back soon, just a few hours to save me the trouble. Soon, I promise.
Tom: That's really bad.
Chloe: Too bad.
Eleanor: Yeah, it's unfortunate because Samantha was innocently affected.
Hess: Yeah.
Alec: No way, you know, Chris has a lot of responsibility.
Eleanor: Anyway, let's stop worrying about this.
that night. Nora's apartment.
Chris (pacing the room) How did you get pregnant?
Nora: I warned you that day last month to be careful, I don't have birth control, but you can't wait.
Chris: God, how ironic! No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get my wife to get pregnant, but you got pregnant once without contraception!
Nora: It's all because you love me, not her.
Chris: Is that your explanation?
Nora: This child is the result of true love, not planned.
Chris: I'm going with you to knock out the kid.
Nora: I'll never do this again.
Chris: What is "never again"?
Nora: This is the third time. I was too young when I had my first miscarriage. The second time was for Tom. I didn't want to knock it out, but he insisted...
Chris: Nora, I don't see any other option.
Nora: Why can't I give birth to him?
Chris: And then what?
Nora: We raised him together.
Chris: Impossible!
Nora: Why? You hate your job and you hate your life. And this is the gift of God. is a sign.
Chris: Listen, Nora. I'm leaving. I'm like an acrobat now, throwing a bunch of stuff in the air to catch. I've done everything I can to justify this trip into town. Let's talk on Tuesday.
Nora: Chris...you have to...I'm waiting for you to make the right decision, understand? I will not budge.
The couple's apartment. daytime.
Chloe: Did something happen? You've been sullen all weekend.
Chris: I want to talk to you.
Chloe: Talk about what?
Chris: Talk about us.
Chloe: Is there something wrong?
Chris: Yes. something.
Chloe: What's the matter? If it's still a stock issue, you know, that's fine.
Chris: I can't keep relying on your father, Chloe.
Chloe: Dad is happy to help the family, which makes him happier than making money. You know. (Pauses) What's the matter? Is it about those calls? You feel weird every time you answer the phone. (Pause again) You're having an affair?
Chris: Affair? I?
Chloe: Yes, that's what I asked.
Chris was silent. Then answer -
Chris: No.
Chloe: You're having an affair...
Chris: That's not the case. Stop being silly.
Chloe: You don't love me anymore?
Chris: Of course I love you.
Chloe: So what happened?
Chris: I just feel like I've let you down.
Chloe: Is it because I'm not pregnant?
Chris: I just…feel guilty…very guilty…
Chloe: Chris, we went to the doctor and we're both perfectly fine. I can get pregnant and so can you. Is the problem with me? I'm annoying you and putting too much pressure on you? Listen to me, I just want a baby. our children. We just haven't had time yet. That's it.
Chris: Oh, Chloe! ... (kissing her forehead)
Chloe: Don't talk about that. The things about the kids should make us happy, not the reason for the quarrel...
they hug each other.
Chris and Henry are sitting on a park bench.
Chris: I need someone to talk to. I'm uncomfortable.
Henry: No matter what you say, I will not spread it.
Chris: I was thinking about leaving my wife for another woman...
Henry: That's it...
Chris: But when I was about to tell her...I couldn't say it.
Henry: Well, it's not easy...
Chris: That's ridiculous! My wife and I live a life of fine clothes and food, but I don't see any future with that woman.
Henry: Yes, but do you love your wife? ...
Chris: I'm not saying I don't love her either. It's just that it doesn't feel the same with another woman...
Henry: That's it.
Chris: Maybe, that's the difference between love and lust? Leave Chloe, what the hell, what can I do? I am well aware that I am used to
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