Drama. The marriage of wealthy Brooks to actress Barbara produces repressed only child Tony (Eddie Redmayne), whose relationship with his mother (Julianne Moore) takes a dark turn.
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(MAN'S VOICE) 'I was eating a tomato at teatime a few weeks ago
'and I suddenly realised that Mommy is not dead at all,
'just very, very mysterious.'
'Papa spoke languages, climbed mountains.'
'He was an adventurer.'
'But Mommy was such a gifted person socially.'
'She was a master of the understatement, an adventuress.'
'He was cold and dark and she was warm and light.'
'And I was "Little Tony".'
Bye. Your mommy loves you.
'I was the steam when hot meets cold.'
Midge? Well, hello.
The reason that I called, darling, is that Aschwin,
Prince Aschwin Lippe,
his brother is Prince Bernhard,
well, Aschwin thought it would be lovely to meet at the Stork Club.
He so wants to know you and Joost and asked if I could...
Well, of course. Shall we say... 10.30?
Is that too Continental?
Be as catty as you want but Tony can hear every word you're saying.
Can you imagine the world he's growing up into?
Brooks and I will see you tonight.
I gather that you're making commitments for me.
Sans permission, sans consultation.
Prince Aschwin de Lippe, please.
You may say Barbara Baekeland is calling.
Don't get difficult, not tonight, darling.
Please, forgive the intrusion and the damnably short notice
but we are having supper with Midge and Joost van den Heuvel
and they would so like the pleasure of your company.
They'll be delighted.
As will I.
As will Brooks.
Thank you, darling.
'People say now that I must have hated them because of what...
We won't be back too late, I promise.
'..but everything that happened, happened because of love.'
Do I look like a monkey to you?
Then, why on Earth should I get dressed up in a fucking monkey suit
-just to eat?
-You don't have to wear your tux. And no need to be vulgar.
-In front of the B-O-Y?
-Just wear your uniform.
-I will not.
-You look so handsome, so dashing, in your uniform.
The war is over, had you not heard?
You have a right. You won the war.
I mean, you volunteered so you have a right to wear your uniform.
Your father looked so handsome, so dashing.
Is the little paragon coming or do you plan on leaving him here alone?
Nini will be here at 9.00.
In that case, I'm glad that I shall be dining out.
Tone... Tony, Tony...
Mother, do you think we should call him "Antony"?
"Antony" will be his full name,
his formal name, his name to the world.
And "Tony" will be his name as a child... and among intimates.
When I refer to him, when I am asked if I have a photograph, do I say...?
You say "This is Tony".
And they will say, "What an angel!"
Oh, yes... An angel.
What an angel. What an angel you are.
-We may be out late.
Oh, yes... Your mommy loves you.
Good night, Tony, you are in good hands.
Enjoy the Stork Club.
And you may stay out as late as you wish.
So we were coming downtown...
Mr and Mrs Baekeland. Right this way, ma'am.
(MAN) She's gorgeous.
Wonderful to see you.
How do you do?
-How do you do?
Why, it was with Dieter that Brooks went on his great adventure in Peru,
in the Villa...?
Darling, you know I'm not at my best with geography.
Brooks, help me. Villa...?
Darling, don't press. Maybe your husband don't feel like at dinner.
Brooks, please, if you don't feel like performing...
Dieter and I we went to the Vilcabamba in Peru.
So tell us, man, what was your "little adventure"?
It was nothing.
-Well, I lie. It was something.
-I was intrigued by a 400-year-old mystery -
what became of Manco Inca.
-I wanted to find the ruins of the lost city.
-This is actually true.
-Give him a dirt road and he'll go up it.
-That's very good.
-Would you, Simone?
-Oh, I don't know.
-Your husband asked you a question.
-This seems... unfair.
This seems... tedious.
-Hmm... But would you?
-Yes, would you?
Would I eat a pound of human flesh for 10 million?
No, I would not.
I have eaten horse flesh, you know?
There is a difference between eating the cheval and eating the chevalier.
Brooks, for 10 million would you sleep with Simone?
-For 10 million would you - ?
-Don't, Barbara. Please...
..don't be tedious.
Would you go home with the first person you met
-going through a nightclub door?
-Yes, I would.
So... shall we get on with our drinks?
Brooks, Barbara, have you ever been to the Engadin?
Oh, I was practically born in Gstaad!
She practically loves the ski instructors.
Thank you for coming this evening.
-You said you'd go home with the first person you met
-going through a door...
-So I thought I might go home
with the first person... Hello!
Hello, I'm awfully thirsty. Would you buy me a drink?
Lovely to see you all.
-Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
-Quite all right.
-I must have...
-You fell asleep. Quite natural.
It's late. It got late, you fell asleep.
-I trust your evening was...?
-Oh, we had a fine time.
I can hold down the fort.
-She's returning separately.
-May I get your coat?
-I'll just go.
-And was the Prince there?
-The Prince. The Prince of Amsterdam.
-Was he there?
I think you're thinking of Prince Bernhard of the Netherlands.
He was Count Lippe-Biesterfeld, of course, before he married Juliana.
The man with whom we dined Aschwin Lippe
is just Aschwin Lippe - younger brother.
-A prince in title but not in any way...
-Because Barbara said...
Decent man nonetheless.
(CAR DOOR OPENS / CLOSES)
Oh, yes. Oh, yes...
Oh, what a life.
Thirsty? Hmm? Thirsty boy?
Tony a thirsty boy?
'Papa used to say "For 2 the court fee and 10 for a wedding band,
I made your mommy into Mrs Brooks Baekeland"...'
S'il vous plait!
'..and myself for the next 30 years into "Barbara's husband".'
Oh! You are an angel.
-He went to visit Duran.
What shall we do today?
Tonight we're going to L'Hippo with Marcel and his wife Teeny.
-En Anglais, s'il vous plait.
-Doesn't sound like much fun for a kid.
-You don't have to come.
-But when you leave me alone...
I feel no bigger than a lima bean.
Oh... You won't be alone. You'll be with Clothilde.
Maybe since I'll be with boring Clothilde we can balance it out
with something more fun during the day?
Ah... I see where this is going.
-Your mother needs time to paint.
-I'd like to go on the Ferris wheel.
-And for lunch I'd like some ice cream.
-But you had ice cream for breakfast.
-Please don't tell Papa.
-I won't. It will be our secret.
-As will the aspirins you're going to fetch from...
next to the sink.
Your mother has a shocking hangover.
I shall cure you.
OK! OK, OK.
-I concede, I resign.
-Well, sir, I'm pretty expert.
So there's no embarrassment in losing if that's a concern.
-Do you love me?
Will you still love me when my hair is gray and my tits are sagging?
Well, of course.
-Do you remember the dog?
-The one we had in Italy.
I remember when Giotto died.
-He was old.
-No, he wasn't.
-In dog years.
-We still have his collar.
-I know where.
Leo was famous. Not like you're famous of course.
Well, I'm not...
For heaven's sake. You won the Premio Nadal.
You know Picasso, you know Camus, you know Malraux, you know Dali.
Pilar knows them. I just write.
What I'm saying, Carlos, is that Leo's fame, like yours,
was a function of achievement, it came from what he did.
So Leo's stroke of genius was the notion that the formaldehyde
might stabilize the phenol, give it strength.
But they never mixed. Leo thought "Try putting it under pressure".
Poof! Long-chain molecules, Bakelite, plastic.
The telephone, bracelets, radios, records,
coffins, submarines, the housing for the atom bomb -
the world as we know it today.
-That was your father?
-No, that was my grandfather.
My father is a crapule, my grandfather decidedly was not.
-What does Papa do?
-How do you mean?
-Well, Francois at the...
-Francois asked me...
-You can tell him, "My father writes".
"My father explores."
"My father has a very refined knowledge of mathematics."
And you can tell him that your mother was almost a movie star.
Do you find my wife attractive?
Most men do.
But what she doesn't...
What Barbara doesn't realise...
..is that women find me...
Some people's fathers, some people's mothers,
they have to go to an office or a factory or a store I guess every day.
But we are fortunate...
..because what we do is what we love.
What does Francois's father do?
-Ah, well, we worked.
I mean, Father worked, Nini worked. There was no other way.
I kind of had to raise myself and then I worked too at Filene's.
Then when I could I left.
I just left.
Nini wanted what was best for me - only what was best for me.
"Find the mon," she'd say.
She meant "man" I guess and she meant "money".
The rich, they don't have pet names for money.
Did you know Leonardo da Vinci wrote backwards?
So you could only read it in a mirror.
-(WOMAN SPEAKS IN SPANISH)
-(MAN REPLIES IN SPANISH)
Pilar! My, you're looking swell!
Gracias. Mrs Baekeland, permit me to introduce Monsieur Souvestre.
Jean-Pierre, I am so happy to meet you.
Please, come in.
I have been dying to ask you about Marcel Proust,
your biography of whom I have yet to read
as my French reading skills are not what they will be.
It is not necessary to apologise for that.
Brooks, of course, reads the language like a native.
And our Tony is mastering it every day at the Ecole Bilingue.
But for pour moi I must confess it's been a struggle.
-What was I saying? Oh... yes...
Jean-Pierre, was Proust truly a homosexual?
-So you met Carlos here in Paris?
-I was at the Sorbonne,
the adoring graduate student writing about his work.
But then... we woke up one morning and none of that seemed to matter.
I think I knew he was serious
when he introduced me to Marcel and Teeny Duchamp.
Oh! I ran into them today at L'Equipe.
They said they might stop over... later. (SPEAKS FRENCH)
You may be assured they were only being polite.
I don't want to be impolite
but Monsieur Souvestre has an early day tomorrow.
He's off to Vittel.
It is regrettable but what Mrs Duran says is the truth.
Un petit cafe for the road? And you've yet to meet Tony.
(SIGHS / SPEAKS FRENCH)
Did I get it right? Did I get the order right?
The younger is presented to the older, the less distinguished.
Exception is a gentleman is always presented to a lady. Exception to
the exception, unless the man is a president a cardinal or a sovereign.
So, then, it's right.
Well, everyone, this is Tony.
(REPLIES IN SPANISH)
Told you his French is better than mine.
Perhaps you'd like to read something.
Perhaps Tony would prefer to get his sleep.
Especially as Monsieur Souvestre has an early start.
Thank you, Tony. It was gracious of you to volunteer.
You are welcome, senora.
Your mother's a bit tired, as are we, as I'm sure are you.
-Then, we call it an evening.
As your friend Monsieur Duchamp says...
-Your husband or your son will translate.
-Don't you dare.
Don't you dare condescend to me. Fucking French!
They tell you how to raise your child and then they stare at your ass.
Yes! I know the word!
It's sick. This society is sick!
Excuse me. Move!
I shall be leaving too. Tell Tony his father says good night.
What are you doing in my hotel room?
You bribed the concierge, didn't you?
-Who's that boy?
From the ecole.
From the Ecole Bilingue?
I know where he's from.
When you left and then when Mommy left, I didn't want to be alone
so I called Francois and he came over.
We listened to the radio. It was Boulez -
one of those poems by Rene Char which Boulez set to music.
I rather like Boulez, don't you, Mommy?
I know that some consider him atonal and all that
but I think they just don't know how to listen or what to listen for.
Your friend leaves.
Get him a towel.
(MELODIC ACOUSTIC GUITAR)
That wasn't bad, you know? Tony?
Do you have a cigarette for me?
I like black tobacco.
But sometimes I yearn for the brown.
-You know how they are.
-Fussing, always making a fuss.
-Not all women.
-Damn near all.
Always telling us, you know?
Always telling us where to put our cocks,
where not to... and so forth.
I don't need to tell you, you've seen, you know.
So, what are you saying?
You'll soon be... Hell, you're on your own.
I just wanted to give you a piece of... what fathers tell sons.
I mean, your mother was an actress...
..in some ways, is an actress, will mostly likely be...
Mommy can be histrionic but she's not...
Don't defend her. You needn't defend her.
You love her as do I but for the moment
we're sitting here, Brooks and Antony, two men.
Had she been on time, we'd never have had this discussion.
Do you think she gets stoned?
Well, she's Spanish.
Worth a pull?
After you, pal.
Taught by experts.
You know what this place needs?
-I have one.
# Once upon a time A long, long time ago
# Wherever you lead me I would surely follow
# Girl you put me through Some pain and misery
# And now you stand here On my doorstep
# Telling me how much you need me
# Ain't nobody home
# Ain't nobody home
# How many times I begged for you to come home
# But you laughed at me And said, 'Let me alone'
# Ain't nobody home... Girl! #
-I don't know.
-What's she like?
-I don't know. She's Spanish.
-Well, with a name like Blanca...
-I don't know, Blanca what.
This is not a city, it's a port so when we hang out,
it's typically on a first-name basis.
And if what you're asking is, "Does she come from bonne famille?",
you know, if that's what you're asking well...
..aren't there enough counts and countesses in that stack
of cartes de visite in the foyer, just the way that Nini taught you?
The carte from Prince Bernhard on top and bills on the bottom.
You will not speak to your mother like that. I will not stand for it.
Oh, piss off.
A mother knows.
-When her son... when her son might like someone.
The discovery, that was 1907.
In less than ten years my grandfather was a very wealthy man.
1924, his face on the cover of Time magazine.
1930, Coco Chanel makes all her mannequins
wear Bakelite accessories.
Then came the Depression which hit everyone except the Baekelands.
We were headed the other direction -
our triumph, and, of course, our downfall.
How do you mean?
Leo knew the social register
but it wasn't what moved him, it wasn't what he prized.
To him all that was just la parade.
But not to George, his son, my father.
He valued all that to a fault and in the process lost everything.
Camarero! No-one here is drinking enough. Another round over here.
Tony, drink while your father bores the shit out of your little friend.
-She's not very happy.
Then, you understand.
Well, it's been a long night.
-Are you sure that...?
You know, I don't think I've ever met a family like yours.
All this excitement, all this history.
-Well, there is that.
You really are such a handsome boy.
'Later Mommy said that I had brought Blanca home
'like a kitten that had killed its first mouse
'and laid it at your feet.'
'"And you... and you took it."'
-Landing? When it lands?
-Oh, it's been delayed.
So... 6PM. Any time after that.
"Paging Mr Baekeland, to the Aviaco counter, please."
Paging, please, Mr Baekeland, to Aviaco. Your party is waiting.
Boarding time's at...?
Let me see.
Yeah it's 1.30.
Cobarde! That's right, that's you I'm talking about, you little puta.
-You little whore!
You are truly disgusting, do you know that?
You and your little Spanish cunt!
-You're speaking too loudly.
-I am speaking of a cunt half your age.
She looked at Tony, looked at you, thought for about five seconds
and said to herself, "Ha! That's where the money is"!
You go on about your grandfather and the life of the fucking mind.
I go away for one week and what do you do?
Something very intellectual, very intellectual indeed.
Oh, does he fuck you up the ass? (SHOUTS IN SPANISH)
That's what he likes, you know? He thinks... it's very manly.
I think... quite the opposite.
She bats her eyes at you and says,
"Oh, Brooks, you, you big man, you".
And you honour the great Baekeland tradition by fucking her.
OK... Fuck her.
Fuck her. I understand.
But leave me?
Break my heart? Break Tony's?
He never broke Tony's heart.
And neither did I.
Much of what you've just said is an amalgam of paranoia and spite.
Sell yourself to yourself any way you like but in your heart you know.
So does everyone else.
..you're a little old for this, don't you think?
You are a very nice man.
'Jake was like a devil... or a magician.'
Nothing is true. Everything is permitted.
'He wore little bones and things on his vest,
these certain little bones.'
-You might have knocked.
I went to the airport today to pick up Sam.
Who should I see but your father?
We had a word or two I can tell you that.
You CAN tell me, you are telling me.
-Don't get harsh with me.
Are you defending him? Are you taking his side?
You must have had a long drive.
Sit down and let me pour you something to drink, OK?
So I told Sam you'd be joining us for dinner.
I'll see you around 9.00.
How can you live in this shit hole?
'Sam was often called a walker,
one of those homosexuals who escort wealthy women to dinner or the opera
when their husbands are not able.'
'But Sam's devotion to Barbara was never about the money.'
'He liked us more when there was less of it.'
Do you remember how it was with Maxime de la Falaise?
There was a difficult period.
I helped her as much as I could, a few of us we did what we could,
and now, well... no-one remembers the sad period now, do they?
These are the facts we have to face.
One, we are dealing with an insecure and capricious crowd
who given any doubt or hesitation will always follow the money.
In this case, meaning Brooks.
Second and this is in your favour,
you were to any sensible observer,
THE charm and vivacity of the couple.
So we must make that work to your benefit.
-I'm so glad you're here.
-It's my pleasure.
'Pop across to Cadaques for a day or two.'
'You need to be proud not embarrassed to be seen in public.'
'And that will give people permission to be seen with you.'
-'Let us think, who are those...'
..you know, from whom others take their cue?
Someone like Pilar Duran would be terrific.
And then of course we need a doyenne to seal it.
You do of course know Teeny Duchamp?
Teeny Matisse Duchamp?
And I shall naturally make sure that the word gets out.
As will others. (CHUCKLES) As WILL others!
You've got to start painting again. The difference between...
-An artist and a divorcee.
-So you understand.
That's for starters.
-Some of it will, I've no doubt, be emotionally unpleasant.
-Where is he?
-Oh, I'm sure he'll be along, Barbara.
He's just... being Tony.
Mommy, what I don't understand is Brooks.
Of all the places Brooks would wanna go for the season,
he'd choose a place near us and then not wanna see us?
-And Blanca. Why'd she go to Mallorca when she hates me?
-He doesn't hate you either.
-Then why won't he -
-I've given up trying to understand Brooks.
Explain him, justify his ways.
Men do... This is something you know very well.
Men do what... what men do.
I think he's writing us a letter.
I think he is writing us a letter
but in another alphabet, in Baekeland writing,
no-one else can read.
-Cos the thing with Brooks is he -
Mommy, don't be angry.
I'm not angry.
I love you.
Mommy, I love you.
(INSTRUMENTAL GUITAR MUSIC)
-No, you've been fantastic.
-No, no, no. You needn't...
-I wanted to.
I can't begin to tell you how much of an improvement...
-Well, she'll be all right.
-Well, she'll always be Barbara.
And... what of you?
-What of life in the world of Tony Baekeland?
(SPEAKS FRENCH) No, no, no, no!
That isn't good enough by half. Tony takes care of Jake.
Tony takes care of Barbara.
Someone must take care of Tony.
What I would like to do ideally is to place you with a gallery.
Or failing that, with a private dealer
and that is something I know I can do.
You shouldn't have done that.
Sam... you should not have done that.
He's your child and he will always be your child
but he is a grown man with his own life and his own choices.
-You don't know what you're talking about.
-Tony is who Tony is.
(PLATE SHATTERS) Tony is not who Tony is!
(SOFT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)
'Dear Papa, I don't know any other way to say this but straight out.'
'Would you please come back to Mommy? She's so unhappy.'
'She needs you...
..but is too full of pride to ask.'
'Do you remember our dog whom you named Giotto?'
'The dog is gone but the collar remains.'
'For all the times we've moved, I've taken it from place to place.'
'It's never gotten lost, not even once.'
'I do not know why you fear me.'
'I do not fear you.'
'Sometimes I have a bloody mind and I don't know what to do about it
but I fight it with everything I've got.'
'With my best love, Antony.'
(Everything is going to be all right.)
'My mommy told me ever since I was seven,
"Hold your head up high."'
'A very strange thing is when your charm ceases.'
'And for one reason or another, you become gloomy.'
'And people cease to understand you
when you need understanding the most.'
'I now realize that for many years,
I have been living a totally false life.'
..for Mommy's sake, I've decided to make a new person of myself.'
We'll be bored rigid without you.
-It's harder to get people to come -
-Like it was in Cadaques? I know.
I'm glad he's gone.
'I'm not sure, Papa, you would wanna know this
but she used sleeping suppositories, six or seven of them,
so that she wouldn't change her mind - couldn't.'
'I remember she told me that her father, my grandfather,
had killed himself, so I fear that...
..all this ran very deep within her.'
'It was a miracle that I came home that night
instead of staying out till morning, as is my custom.'
'And a miracle that when I did come home, she was still alive.'
'Taking care of Mommy had been your job.'
'But when you left, Brooks,
taking care of Mommy became my inheritance.'
Hi. We just missed each other.
They told me that you had been there.
This... must be very hard for you.
Your music? Your writing?
-Carlos thinks very highly of you, always has.
-And I'm sure he'll...
-Have you seen Brooks?
Carlos saw him.
I don't think that Brooks is liking me very much these days.
-He said I was a crapule.
To Brooks, everyone is a little shit.
Everyone in the whole wide world. Including me, including you.
-Including even Carlos, for God's sake!
-But not Leo.
Not the sainted grandfather.
-What was it he said?
Hemingway, I think. Or the other one.
-Hemingway or Fitzgerald. Yes. It was one of them.
Who said what it is I'm trying to remember!
God! I'm turning into Nini.
I know. It was about Paris, I think. "If you're tired of Paris,
you're tired of everything."
"To say that one is tired of Paris
is in fact to say that one is tired of life." Something like that.
'Mommy hoped that with a new place would come better things for us
and she was right, but not completely so.'
'But still, Paris was a step up in the world.'
'It was in Paris I started writing backwards in my notebook
so that no-one could read my thoughts.'
'But Mommy seemed to be able to read them anyway
as if she were inside my head, looking out.'
'My great-grandfather Leo once said, "One of the uses of money is
that it allows us not to live with the consequences of our mistakes."'
'But I fear that in this, Leo was wrong.'
'Tony? Do you know what I would really love?'
-What would you really love?
-'What do you think?'
-This is so good.
It's exactly what I wanted.
Well, then I'm all the more glad I was able to obtain it.
Is there a better ice cream in the whole world?
-Is it Thursday?
-Yes, it is.
I have dinner with Ethel tonight. Ethel de Croisset.
-I'll make other plans.
-She wouldn't mind if you tagged along.
I don't like what happens when you make other plans.
-The afternoon of the longest laundry?
-I don't do that anymore.
What does the G stand for?
George, like his father.
Do my wrists, would you?
That was lovely.
..I need some privacy.
Scoot so that I can get dressed.
I'm so sorry.
'Mommy said I should be furious with you for stealing my girl.'
'But I said, "Mommy, he didn't hurt me. He hurt you."'
'Still, Papa, you should have come back.'
'I thought that one day, you'd wake up and know that, too.'
'But you never did.'
'And something else I want you to know
is Giotto's collar has disappeared
and I will not be able to sleep until we find it.'
Not the formal opening dinner, of course. That's me
and 17 of his closest friends getting pissed at Regine's. Mmm.
This is different. What I was thinking was after the vernissage,
I would gather together a small group, you and Mishka of course,
and Ethel de Croisset and the Durans
and Bill and Rose Styron if they are still in town. Not buyers.
-Not a business thing. Thank you.
-People you love
and who I know would love each other. I can't begin to tell you
how much Tony adores London. It's brought about a sea change in him.
Do you remember, in Paris, how down he could get?
How pulled within himself? And then in the morning, how agitated?
Well... that's still Tony, of course.
But in London, he eats, he walks, he even shops.
This morning, we stayed in bed until 11, reading the newspapers.
-For him, that's unheard of. For me, paradise.
-Oh, thank you.
It's a pleasure.
What do you think of a small dinner following the vernissage?
-It sounds like a great idea.
-Well, I was thinking I might have it here.
I thought it might add a note of class to my own little works
-which they, in no way, merits.
-You can have your little dinner here.
I don't know how to thank you.
Tony will be thrilled.
Well? Where is it?
Where is it? Where did you put it?
It is not my responsibility to keep track of your objects.
-But it's not anywhere.
-Missy Harnden is the soul of graciousness.
When I mentioned that there would be a vernissage after the opening,
she offered to host a little dinner, chez Harnden.
-I'm so happy for you, Mommy.
-I like the way you've been dressing lately.
-Is that from Gieves?
-No. Actually it's from Anderson and Sheppard.
-Did you just walk in?
-No. You might just walk into Gieves
but you won't walk into Anderson, you get walked into Anderson.
In my case, by Timothy Chalmers.
Have you been seeing a lot of young Timothy Chalmers?
I don't think he's the kind of person you want to be learning from
if what you want to learn is how to be a man.
-What do you mean?
-I don't think Timothy likes women very much.
Oh, he's English is all.
He's the kind of person that does things for people
in the way that Missy Harnden does for you.
I hope you haven't incurred any obligation.
Mother, we're talking about an introduction to a tailor.
Well, I very much like this material... this fabric.
-What would you call it?
-It's a worsted, I should think.
-It's much nicer than your other worsted.
-Well, that's Anderson.
This is interesting.
You don't seem to mind it. Part of you doesn't seem to mind it.
I suppose I don't... mind.
-You might even enjoy it.
Ah, I'm finding some buttons here.
-They do them with five.
-That's five. That's four.
Hold that thought.
(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)
-I like the boxers you've chosen.
-I picked them out for myself.
How does that feel?
I think you know.
Did you come?
(SIGHS) We can do something about that.
You're the best.
You are the best.
Are you sure you didn't put it anywhere?
Why do you care so much about this thing?
For the same reason anyone cares about anything. For its value.
-Its sentimental value.
-We are talking about a dog collar.
We are talking about a collar that belonged to Giotto,
-a dog I loved and a dog that died!
-Inside voice, please.
Now the dog is gone but we still have the collar and we have moved
-and moved and moved and we have never lost it!
-Oh, Tony, please.
Go look for it.
(CLOCK CHIMES) Tony!
Get your thumb out of your mouth. You are not a fucking baby!
(CLOCK CONTINUES TO CHIME)
You hid it.
You hid it in the cupboard.
-At the back of the cupboard with Nini's silver.
-I did no such thing.
-Then how did it get there?
-Well, maybe you put it there
for safekeeping and then you forgot.
Everything's gonna be all right.
Let me help you. Tony. Tony...
After we fought this morning, you wrote something on a piece of paper.
And I was so angry,
that when you went out for lunch, I just had to tear it up.
We didn't fight this morning. We stayed in and read the papers.
You wrote it in that backwards writing.
But I'm not stupid.
I know that you think I'm not smart but I'm...
..smart enough to know that if there is a piece of backward writing...
..why you just hold it up to a mirror.
So I tore it into little pieces and I flushed it down the toilet.
But you know how that toilet is and those pieces, they just kept...
-They kept floating to the top.
-I don't know what you're talking about.
-When you talk nonsense, I can't...
-I'm not talking...
-I can't help you.
-I am telling you!
-You are spouting!
I'm gonna call an ambulance.
-(PHONE HANGS UP)
Yes, I'd like to place an order.
To be delivered.
I'm very hungry.
Yeah, those thin rice noodles with pork, shredded pork.
Yeah, that would be it.
And some rice, some fried rice.
No, the large.
'Dear Papa, I'm hoping you receive this letter.'
'During the time, preceding what happened
a lot of rather strange things were happening.'
'Earlier that afternoon, I had a telephone call
from a friend of ours who lives in Wales.'
'She told me I had fallen down an elevator shaft.'
-'I thought this rather strange.'
'And yet, it had a profound effect on me.'
'I was in a dreadful state.'
'For a long time, I didn't know where I was.'
'Past memories kept flooding my mind and I felt like I was re-enacting
-parts of my former life.'
'You know I loved and still love and adore my mommy
-more than anyone in the world.'
-You would be Mr Baekeland, sir?
-And this would be?
'I do wish we could all be together again.'
'And another thing is
-I have so much in my head that...'
-I said steady with that.
'..to let it out would surely kill me.'
'Nevertheless, I feel better now...
..and even feel that a great weight has been lifted from my shoulders.'
-Yes, what a shame. Quite a shame.
-Does anyone know who died? Is it someone famous?
-I said go. They said to move on.
'Yes, it is very boring here but I try to be good and not to fret.'
'And you ask me what it's like to be in prison. Well...
..just exactly as one would imagine.'
'There will be a Mass given by Barbara's friends who knew her well
and remember what was lovable and brave in her
at St Mary's Cadogan Gardens
at 6.30pm on November 30th.'
'She would have been happy to know you had been there, too.'
(INSTRUMENTAL GUITAR MUSIC)
# Let's get out of town
# Go swimming, swimming
# Move your arms around
# We're wading so far out
# Nothing to cry about
# It barely makes a sound
# Let's get out of here
# Go flying, flying
# You're so pretty, dear
# And you're mine
# Aren't you now?
# Higher than a cloud
# Mmm, mmm
# It barely makes a sound
# Ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh, ahh
# Ahh-ahh, ahh
# Ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh, ahh
# Ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh, ahh
# Ahh-ahh, ahh
# Ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh, ahh... #
Drama. The tempestuous marriage of wealthy Brooks to actress Barbara produces repressed only child Tony, who grows up in Europe in the 1960s and 70s aware he is a disappointment to both of them - but his emotionally charged relationship with his mother is to take a darker turn.