American, The (2010) Movie Script
[FIREWOOD CRACKLING]
[LILTING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Mmm.
You know,
I thought I'd maybe drive into town.
You want something?
No.
[INGRID] A hunter?
No, they would travel in pairs, I think.
Come on.
Come on!
What's going on?
[GUNSHOT]
[EXCLAIMS]
[GUNSHOT] [GASPS]
You have a gun?
Why would you have a gun?
[GUN FIRING]
[BOTH PANTING]
Jack?
Jack?
[GROANS]
Jack?
Is he dead?
Jack?
Go to the house and call the police.
Go!
[PANTING]
[GUN CLICKING]
[GROANS]
[HORN BLARING]
[WHEELS SQUEALING]
[HYDRAULICS WHOOSHING]
[DIALING]
[PHONE LINE RINGING]
[RECEIVER CLICKS]
[MAN] Yeah?
It's Jack. I'm here.
What do you mean, "here"?
Rome.
[SIGHS]
There is a bar near the main station.
Caff Ligeti, Via Volturna.
Wait there.
[DIAL TONE]
[TRAFFIC SOUNDS]
[SIGHS]
[TICKING]
Jack.
Pavel.
It's been a while.
Who was the girl?
A friend.
A friend?
Who were the Swedes?
I'm working on that.
It's going to take some time.
Did she set you up?
She had nothing to do with it.
Pity.
You can't stay here.
I've made arrangements
for you to leave town
while I sort this out.
Take a ride outside the bar.
Then second left. Via Magenta.
You'll find a dark blue Fiat Tempra
with Pescara plates.
I've marked a small town on the map.
Castelvecchio.
Stay there. Lay low, till you get my call.
Don't talk to anyone.
And above all,
don't make any friends, Jack.
You used to know that.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
[CAR DOOR OPENING]
[PAPER RUSTLING]
[REVVING]
[BELL TOLLING]
[HEAVY BREATHING]
[DOOR LOCK OPENING]
[KEYS RATTLING]
[BANGING]
Good Morning.
Good Morning.
Where are you from?
America.
Ah, American.
Yes, the American.
No, not "the" American, but American.
[BANGING]
Can I help you?
I'm no good with machines.
- You are American.
- Yes.
You speak Italian?
A little.
On vacation?
A working vacation.
Job? What kind of job?
[SIGHS]
I'm a photographer.
- Photography?
- Yes.
What kind of photography?
Pictures of architecture, landscape...
- People?
- No people.
Just for publications, for magazines.
Magazines. Which magazines?
[SIGHS SOFTLY]
Different ones. Uh...
[SPEAKING ITALIAN]
Ok.
You must share a glass of wine with me.
- Come tonight.
- Very kind. No.
You want to know the truth about Abruzzo?
A priest sees everything.
[CAR APPROACHING]
[ENGINE SWITCHED OFF]
[CAR DOOR SLAMS SHUT]
[DIALING]
[PHONE LINE RINGING]
[RECEIVER CLICKS]
[PAVEL]Yeah?
It's Jack.
[SIGHS]
You don't answer the cell I gave you.
I'm no good with machines.
You don't make this easy for me, Jack.
I've got a job for you.
It's a custom fit.
You don't even have to pull the trigger.
I'll think about it.
[HANGS UP]
[FATHER BENEDETTO]
The quality of the brandy is good.
Smooth.
The only good thing
to come from the Frances.
[SIGHS WITH PLEASURE]
You study our history?
No.
You come to Italy to make a guide book
and you don't care about history?
I take pictures.
Of course.
You are American.
You think you can escape history.
You live for the present.
I try to, Father.
[BELL TOLLING]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[CAR APPROACHING]
[WOMAN] Good morning.
I'd like some cheese.
- Some caciotta, some pecorino?
- Pecorino.
Thank you.
Here's the change.
Thank you.
[WOMAN LAUGHING]
Thank you.
You're welcome.
You're welcome.
[WAITER] Here you are your coffee.
Thank you.
What would you like, sir?
Yes. A long coffee... American coffee.
[WAITER] An American coffee.
Thank you.
I'm Edward.
Mathilde.
Range?
150-175 meters.
Time?
Five seconds. Seven at the most.
Targets?
One.
Firing rate?
Rapid.
Magazine capacity?
Large. Preferably a 556.
The weapon must be
fairly light and compact.
How compact?
As compact as possible.
You want an automatic rifle
to fit inside a woman's purse?
A small vanity case would be permissible.
A small briefcase would be possible.
Noise?
Silencer.
I can only give you a suppressor.
It'll dampen the decibels
and dislocate the sound source
and reduce the muzzle flash.
I can't make you silent,
but I can make you invisible
as long as you're willing
to lose some range.
Two o'clock.
Light blue shirt, sunglasses.
Is he with you?
I didn't see him.
In any case, I'm alone.
Here you are your American coffee.
Thank you.
I can accept a slight loss of range.
You want a weapon with the firing capacity
of a submachine gun
and the range of a rifle.
Can you do it?
[CAR DOOR CLOSES]
[LOCKING CAR DOOR]
[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]
[THUD]
[SIGHS]
[JACK] Clarke.
A packet.
Clarke.
[MYSTERIOUS INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]
[ITALIAN SONG PLAYING]
I'm Clara.
[ENGINE STARTING]
Thank you.
See you tonight.
[BLEATING]
[OPERA PLAYING]
[HUMMING]
All the sheep in my flock are dear to me,
but some are dearer than most,
especially those that have lost their way.
Fabio. Mechanic. "Car doctor."
But I think his work is not always legal.
Did you ever want to be
anything but a priest?
Have you ever wanted
to be anything other than a photographer?
I do what I'm good at.
You have the hands of a craftsman,
not an artist.
You are good with machines,
yet you told me
just the opposite when we first met.
Hmm?
Journalism
cannot make you a rich man.
Perhaps you are rich all ready?
A man can be rich
if he has God in his heart.
I don't think God's
very interested in me, Father.
[CHUCKLES]
[TURNS OFF ENGINE]
Fabio.
I've got some damage to my car.
Sorry, I'm very busy.
I'm Father Benedetto's friend.
Americano?
[JACK] Yes.
I'm taking photographs in the mountains.
Okay, okay.
Do you need models for your photos?
Beautiful Italian girls?
No, I need tools for a broken drive shaft.
Are you a mechanic?
It's an... hobby.
My garage,
your garage.
Do you want me to take a look, anyways?
Yes, thank you.
[DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOOR OPENS]
How much is it?
Nothing.
Thank you.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[BELL TOLLS]
[BELL TOLLS]
[BELL TOLLS]
[BELL TOLLS]
[BELL CONTINUES TOLLING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
- Where is Clara?
- No, she's not here tonight.
Do you want something to drink?
No, thanks.
[ITALIAN SONG PLAYING ON RADIO]
A friend's letter.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[UNLOCKING DOOR]
[TRAIN WHEELS SQUEALING]
Hello again, Edward.
[ENGINE SHUT]
Does this place get many visitors?
This is the only way to get here.
Did you check it for
footprints and tire tracks?
Three days ago
I walked the river, both sides.
Let's check again.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[GUN COCKING]
Rounds?
I prepared two kinds,
ten jacketed, ten expanding.
I'd like 20 of each.
And 10 explosive.
Not a problem. Will mercury do?
Mercury will do very nicely.
I brought my own target.
Right there.
Muzzle velocity?
About 360 miles an hour.
That's including 20 miles an hour
off for the sound suppression.
Ruger?
M14.
I've not had one before.
You'll find it easy.
I've re-balanced it
for the weight of the suppressor.
The fulcrum's
two centimeters forward from the grip,
but that shouldn't matter
if you're firing,
I'm assuming you are,
from a fixed position.
There's no major recoil issues.
You should be able
to hold any target, even the smallest.
Go to the flower. Fire into these reeds,
say, two steps away from me.
Two bursts, five seconds apart.
[GUN COCKING]
The sound suppression is superb.
I couldn't place the direction of fire.
I shall require the rounds and the
weapon by the first of next month.
In the meantime,
could you tighten
the adjusting screws on the sight?
They're too loose. What about the case?
It's a briefcase. Samsonite. Black.
Combination locks.
You have a number you prefer?
- 014.
- 014.
What do you want done with these?
How thoughtful.
"Asprinio." I don't know it.
It's like Moscato, only sparkling.
It wouldn't look right
if the picnic wasn't touched.
You chilled the wine, I thought...
Had to be chilled. Italian cops.
Don't move.
So beautiful.
It's endangered.
You like coming here.
It serves a purpose.
You've never taken a woman here before?
No.
Perhaps you do not have
a woman in your life?
Thank you, for a lovely day,
Mr. Butterfly.
[TRAIN HOOTING]
[MAN ON TV]
What are we going to do with this, Frank?
Sergio Leone.
Italian.
No.
[ITALIAN SONG PLAYING]
[MOANS]
Slow
[MOANS]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
You're strange.
Hmm
Strange?
Yes.
As if...
It's like you can't stop
thinking about something.
Or someone.
Mr. Butterfly,
You don't have to act.
Act?
You might have to with other clients,
but you don't have to with me.
I want you to be exactly who you are.
I came here to get pleasure,
not to give it.
Maybe I pretend very well.
You give me more tips
than the other girls get.
I don't sleep with the other girls.
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
Hi, Mr. Butterfly.
- How are you?
- Good, thank you.
This is my friend Anna.
Hi.
I'm Anna, nice to meet you.
Will you want to join me for some coffee?
We're going to see an American movie.
Anna's learning English.
I would love to go to America.
But perhaps we can see each other soon?
On Wednesday I'm free.
Okay, I'll be there.
Where?
Our usual place?
Our usual place.
I forgot. [CHUCKLES]
Where is our usual place?
Let's go someplace new.
You can decide.
- Inn Grapelli?
- Great!
Inn Grapelli, good food.
Mmm-hmm. Grapelli.
- See you there?
- I'll see you there.
- At 8:00?
- At 8:00.
[ANNA] Goodbye, Mr. Butterfly.
Anna, it's nice to meet you.
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[JACK] Fuck.
[PHONE LINE RINGING]
Yeah?
[JACK] The Swedes found me.
Stay put.
Finish the job.
How the fuck did they know I was here?
Because you've lost your edge, Jack.
[FATHER BENEDETTO] Good morning!
You're up early!
I needed some air.
I walk here to meditate.
I thank God
for certain favors he has granted me,
and I ask him to look
after those of my friends who are sinners.
All men are sinners.
Some are greater sinners than others.
But those who seek peace
have much sinning in their history.
Maybe.
Forgive me,
this is the priest in me speaking, but
you have done much sinning, Signor Clarke.
And you still do.
Something happened here last night.
Everything I've done,
I've had good cause to do.
Do you wish to tell me?
- To confess?
- Yes.
For what reason?
For your own sake.
Perhaps I can pray for you?
Perhaps.
[FATHER BENEDETTO] I wonder how many
bastards have been made here.
You work in metal.
You were given some steel
by Fabio, the car doctor.
Where was he conceived, Father?
Fabio, the car doctor.
Why do you ask me that?
You have each other's photos.
You have each other's eyes.
Was he conceived here, under the trees at
night, like all the other bastards?
I do not remember, Signor.
It was many years ago.
In the end it is I who confesses to you.
Do you want me to do the same?
For your own good.
You cannot doubt the existence of Hell.
You live in it.
It is a place without love.
Perhaps I have no right
to wear these robes.
But I do have
a heart full of a father's love.
Something close to his heart!
And for that I am both grateful and happy.
What do you have, my friend?
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Ciao.
I was not sure you were coming.
I wasn't sure you meant me to.
Sure.
- Good evening.
- Good evening.
Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Thank you.
Thank you.
Bring us a mineral water
and a Montepulciano.
- English menu?
- No, thanks.
German, Dutch?
He speaks Italian as I do.
A mineral and a Montepulciano.
- Sparkle water?
- No sparkles.
Provincials.
- Can I ask you something?
- Sure.
Are you married?
No.
I was sure this was your secret.
Why do I have to have a secret?
You're a good man, but...
[WHISPERS] ...you have a secret.
[MAN] Excuse me.
No, no, really.
No. Thanks.
He thinks we are a couple.
That's okay.
[MAN] Thank you.
Thank you.
[WAITER] Then, what would you like?
For him you can bring ravioli
with goat's ricotta...
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
[SHOWER SPRINKLING]
[DRAWER SHUTS]
[SHOWER STOPS]
One... and two.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOOR SHUTS]
[DIALING]
[PHONE LINE RINGING]
[PAVEL] Ready.
I need some more time.
You're testing my patience.
Just give me a few more days.
You'll get two days, then you make a drop.
[CLARA] Ciao.
Ciao.
[CLARA] Where we go?
Someplace beautiful.
Let's do a picnic.
A picnic.
Yeah. A picnic.
I have to practice my English.
Today, we are going to have a picnic.
It is a beautiful day.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[CLARA] Where we go?
[JACK] You'll see.
I think it's good
we stay close to the road.
Don't worry. I've been
this way many times taking photographs.
Only you come here?
Yes.
Wow.
Here it's a paradise.
I'm going to swim in the water.
You come?
It's cold.
Maybe.
[CLARA SHOUTS] Come!
Come, Mr. Butterfly.
It's beautiful, no?
We make love in the water?
What's wrong?
We should have our lunch.
Ahhh! Ahhh.
Look. It's a bullet.
Maybe the hunters are here.
I don't think so.
I'm cold.
Edward.
Is that your real name?
Will you put this behind me?
What?
What?
What is it?
Nothing.
[SLAMS CAR TRUNK]
Thank you.
I just don't understand
what the hell you're doing with a gun.
A friend of mine give to me.
The two prostitutes were
killed in Pescara, right?
Did you see what they do to them?
The police showed me the photographs.
I want to feel safe with clients.
Does it make you feel safe with me?
You're not a client.
Then why is it in your bag?
Because, I work tonight.
There's a procession.
A procession?
Yes. Tomorrow.
In Castel del Monte.
We go to this together?
Maybe.
Really?
And after...
After that, after... tomorrow,
and the next day...
I can't stay forever, Clara.
It's time to go home.
- Take me home with you.
- I can't.
[WHISPERS] Stay forever.
[PHONE LINE RINGING]
[PAVEL] Yeah?
I'll make the delivery and then I'm out.
Pavel?
Okay, Jack.
You're out.
[PHONE LINE RINGING]
[MATHILDE] Hello?
Now, you listen to me carefully.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[GUN COCKS]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES]
A caff.
Two.
I see you've brought it in with you.
Everything's here as we agreed.
What's this?
Candy for your trip.
I thought you might have a sweet tooth.
That's very kind of you.
I guess I'll be reading
about this in the Tribune.
Yes.
I expect so.
I'm just going to the ladies, wait here.
Okay?
I'm fine. You?
Just fine.
You won't need your gun.
You never know.
Final payment.
Buy yourself a retirement clock.
[VEHICLE APPROACHING]
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
Goodbye, Mr. Butterfly.
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
Hello?
What happened?
There wasn't the opportunity.
Find one.
I'm following him now.
[SOFT MUSIC CONTINUES]
[CHOIR SINGING]
[CHURCH BELL TOLLING]
[CHOIR CONTINUES TO SING]
Boo!
[GIGGLES]
I was looking for you.
I'm here.
What are you doing tonight?
I work tonight.
Don't.
If I ask you to come away with me,
would you?
Come away with you?
Why not?
- Together?
- Together.
Forever?
Forever.
[SIGHS]
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
[GRUNTS]
I want you to take this
and meet me at the river.
- Eduardo.
- Go! Go!
[OPERA MUSIC PLAYING]
Who do you work for?
Who?
Same man
as you,
Jack.
[FOOTSTEPS PATTERING]
I'm sorry, Father.
[CHURCH BELL TOLLING IN DISTANCE]
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[PIANO MUSIC PLAYING]
- [HORN BLARING]
- Eduardo!
Eduardo!
Eduardo!
[LILTING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Mmm.
You know,
I thought I'd maybe drive into town.
You want something?
No.
[INGRID] A hunter?
No, they would travel in pairs, I think.
Come on.
Come on!
What's going on?
[GUNSHOT]
[EXCLAIMS]
[GUNSHOT] [GASPS]
You have a gun?
Why would you have a gun?
[GUN FIRING]
[BOTH PANTING]
Jack?
Jack?
[GROANS]
Jack?
Is he dead?
Jack?
Go to the house and call the police.
Go!
[PANTING]
[GUN CLICKING]
[GROANS]
[HORN BLARING]
[WHEELS SQUEALING]
[HYDRAULICS WHOOSHING]
[DIALING]
[PHONE LINE RINGING]
[RECEIVER CLICKS]
[MAN] Yeah?
It's Jack. I'm here.
What do you mean, "here"?
Rome.
[SIGHS]
There is a bar near the main station.
Caff Ligeti, Via Volturna.
Wait there.
[DIAL TONE]
[TRAFFIC SOUNDS]
[SIGHS]
[TICKING]
Jack.
Pavel.
It's been a while.
Who was the girl?
A friend.
A friend?
Who were the Swedes?
I'm working on that.
It's going to take some time.
Did she set you up?
She had nothing to do with it.
Pity.
You can't stay here.
I've made arrangements
for you to leave town
while I sort this out.
Take a ride outside the bar.
Then second left. Via Magenta.
You'll find a dark blue Fiat Tempra
with Pescara plates.
I've marked a small town on the map.
Castelvecchio.
Stay there. Lay low, till you get my call.
Don't talk to anyone.
And above all,
don't make any friends, Jack.
You used to know that.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
[CAR DOOR OPENING]
[PAPER RUSTLING]
[REVVING]
[BELL TOLLING]
[HEAVY BREATHING]
[DOOR LOCK OPENING]
[KEYS RATTLING]
[BANGING]
Good Morning.
Good Morning.
Where are you from?
America.
Ah, American.
Yes, the American.
No, not "the" American, but American.
[BANGING]
Can I help you?
I'm no good with machines.
- You are American.
- Yes.
You speak Italian?
A little.
On vacation?
A working vacation.
Job? What kind of job?
[SIGHS]
I'm a photographer.
- Photography?
- Yes.
What kind of photography?
Pictures of architecture, landscape...
- People?
- No people.
Just for publications, for magazines.
Magazines. Which magazines?
[SIGHS SOFTLY]
Different ones. Uh...
[SPEAKING ITALIAN]
Ok.
You must share a glass of wine with me.
- Come tonight.
- Very kind. No.
You want to know the truth about Abruzzo?
A priest sees everything.
[CAR APPROACHING]
[ENGINE SWITCHED OFF]
[CAR DOOR SLAMS SHUT]
[DIALING]
[PHONE LINE RINGING]
[RECEIVER CLICKS]
[PAVEL]Yeah?
It's Jack.
[SIGHS]
You don't answer the cell I gave you.
I'm no good with machines.
You don't make this easy for me, Jack.
I've got a job for you.
It's a custom fit.
You don't even have to pull the trigger.
I'll think about it.
[HANGS UP]
[FATHER BENEDETTO]
The quality of the brandy is good.
Smooth.
The only good thing
to come from the Frances.
[SIGHS WITH PLEASURE]
You study our history?
No.
You come to Italy to make a guide book
and you don't care about history?
I take pictures.
Of course.
You are American.
You think you can escape history.
You live for the present.
I try to, Father.
[BELL TOLLING]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[CAR APPROACHING]
[WOMAN] Good morning.
I'd like some cheese.
- Some caciotta, some pecorino?
- Pecorino.
Thank you.
Here's the change.
Thank you.
[WOMAN LAUGHING]
Thank you.
You're welcome.
You're welcome.
[WAITER] Here you are your coffee.
Thank you.
What would you like, sir?
Yes. A long coffee... American coffee.
[WAITER] An American coffee.
Thank you.
I'm Edward.
Mathilde.
Range?
150-175 meters.
Time?
Five seconds. Seven at the most.
Targets?
One.
Firing rate?
Rapid.
Magazine capacity?
Large. Preferably a 556.
The weapon must be
fairly light and compact.
How compact?
As compact as possible.
You want an automatic rifle
to fit inside a woman's purse?
A small vanity case would be permissible.
A small briefcase would be possible.
Noise?
Silencer.
I can only give you a suppressor.
It'll dampen the decibels
and dislocate the sound source
and reduce the muzzle flash.
I can't make you silent,
but I can make you invisible
as long as you're willing
to lose some range.
Two o'clock.
Light blue shirt, sunglasses.
Is he with you?
I didn't see him.
In any case, I'm alone.
Here you are your American coffee.
Thank you.
I can accept a slight loss of range.
You want a weapon with the firing capacity
of a submachine gun
and the range of a rifle.
Can you do it?
[CAR DOOR CLOSES]
[LOCKING CAR DOOR]
[SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]
[THUD]
[SIGHS]
[JACK] Clarke.
A packet.
Clarke.
[MYSTERIOUS INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]
[ITALIAN SONG PLAYING]
I'm Clara.
[ENGINE STARTING]
Thank you.
See you tonight.
[BLEATING]
[OPERA PLAYING]
[HUMMING]
All the sheep in my flock are dear to me,
but some are dearer than most,
especially those that have lost their way.
Fabio. Mechanic. "Car doctor."
But I think his work is not always legal.
Did you ever want to be
anything but a priest?
Have you ever wanted
to be anything other than a photographer?
I do what I'm good at.
You have the hands of a craftsman,
not an artist.
You are good with machines,
yet you told me
just the opposite when we first met.
Hmm?
Journalism
cannot make you a rich man.
Perhaps you are rich all ready?
A man can be rich
if he has God in his heart.
I don't think God's
very interested in me, Father.
[CHUCKLES]
[TURNS OFF ENGINE]
Fabio.
I've got some damage to my car.
Sorry, I'm very busy.
I'm Father Benedetto's friend.
Americano?
[JACK] Yes.
I'm taking photographs in the mountains.
Okay, okay.
Do you need models for your photos?
Beautiful Italian girls?
No, I need tools for a broken drive shaft.
Are you a mechanic?
It's an... hobby.
My garage,
your garage.
Do you want me to take a look, anyways?
Yes, thank you.
[DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOOR OPENS]
How much is it?
Nothing.
Thank you.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[BELL TOLLS]
[BELL TOLLS]
[BELL TOLLS]
[BELL TOLLS]
[BELL CONTINUES TOLLING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
- Where is Clara?
- No, she's not here tonight.
Do you want something to drink?
No, thanks.
[ITALIAN SONG PLAYING ON RADIO]
A friend's letter.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[UNLOCKING DOOR]
[TRAIN WHEELS SQUEALING]
Hello again, Edward.
[ENGINE SHUT]
Does this place get many visitors?
This is the only way to get here.
Did you check it for
footprints and tire tracks?
Three days ago
I walked the river, both sides.
Let's check again.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[GUN COCKING]
Rounds?
I prepared two kinds,
ten jacketed, ten expanding.
I'd like 20 of each.
And 10 explosive.
Not a problem. Will mercury do?
Mercury will do very nicely.
I brought my own target.
Right there.
Muzzle velocity?
About 360 miles an hour.
That's including 20 miles an hour
off for the sound suppression.
Ruger?
M14.
I've not had one before.
You'll find it easy.
I've re-balanced it
for the weight of the suppressor.
The fulcrum's
two centimeters forward from the grip,
but that shouldn't matter
if you're firing,
I'm assuming you are,
from a fixed position.
There's no major recoil issues.
You should be able
to hold any target, even the smallest.
Go to the flower. Fire into these reeds,
say, two steps away from me.
Two bursts, five seconds apart.
[GUN COCKING]
The sound suppression is superb.
I couldn't place the direction of fire.
I shall require the rounds and the
weapon by the first of next month.
In the meantime,
could you tighten
the adjusting screws on the sight?
They're too loose. What about the case?
It's a briefcase. Samsonite. Black.
Combination locks.
You have a number you prefer?
- 014.
- 014.
What do you want done with these?
How thoughtful.
"Asprinio." I don't know it.
It's like Moscato, only sparkling.
It wouldn't look right
if the picnic wasn't touched.
You chilled the wine, I thought...
Had to be chilled. Italian cops.
Don't move.
So beautiful.
It's endangered.
You like coming here.
It serves a purpose.
You've never taken a woman here before?
No.
Perhaps you do not have
a woman in your life?
Thank you, for a lovely day,
Mr. Butterfly.
[TRAIN HOOTING]
[MAN ON TV]
What are we going to do with this, Frank?
Sergio Leone.
Italian.
No.
[ITALIAN SONG PLAYING]
[MOANS]
Slow
[MOANS]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
You're strange.
Hmm
Strange?
Yes.
As if...
It's like you can't stop
thinking about something.
Or someone.
Mr. Butterfly,
You don't have to act.
Act?
You might have to with other clients,
but you don't have to with me.
I want you to be exactly who you are.
I came here to get pleasure,
not to give it.
Maybe I pretend very well.
You give me more tips
than the other girls get.
I don't sleep with the other girls.
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
Hi, Mr. Butterfly.
- How are you?
- Good, thank you.
This is my friend Anna.
Hi.
I'm Anna, nice to meet you.
Will you want to join me for some coffee?
We're going to see an American movie.
Anna's learning English.
I would love to go to America.
But perhaps we can see each other soon?
On Wednesday I'm free.
Okay, I'll be there.
Where?
Our usual place?
Our usual place.
I forgot. [CHUCKLES]
Where is our usual place?
Let's go someplace new.
You can decide.
- Inn Grapelli?
- Great!
Inn Grapelli, good food.
Mmm-hmm. Grapelli.
- See you there?
- I'll see you there.
- At 8:00?
- At 8:00.
[ANNA] Goodbye, Mr. Butterfly.
Anna, it's nice to meet you.
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[JACK] Fuck.
[PHONE LINE RINGING]
Yeah?
[JACK] The Swedes found me.
Stay put.
Finish the job.
How the fuck did they know I was here?
Because you've lost your edge, Jack.
[FATHER BENEDETTO] Good morning!
You're up early!
I needed some air.
I walk here to meditate.
I thank God
for certain favors he has granted me,
and I ask him to look
after those of my friends who are sinners.
All men are sinners.
Some are greater sinners than others.
But those who seek peace
have much sinning in their history.
Maybe.
Forgive me,
this is the priest in me speaking, but
you have done much sinning, Signor Clarke.
And you still do.
Something happened here last night.
Everything I've done,
I've had good cause to do.
Do you wish to tell me?
- To confess?
- Yes.
For what reason?
For your own sake.
Perhaps I can pray for you?
Perhaps.
[FATHER BENEDETTO] I wonder how many
bastards have been made here.
You work in metal.
You were given some steel
by Fabio, the car doctor.
Where was he conceived, Father?
Fabio, the car doctor.
Why do you ask me that?
You have each other's photos.
You have each other's eyes.
Was he conceived here, under the trees at
night, like all the other bastards?
I do not remember, Signor.
It was many years ago.
In the end it is I who confesses to you.
Do you want me to do the same?
For your own good.
You cannot doubt the existence of Hell.
You live in it.
It is a place without love.
Perhaps I have no right
to wear these robes.
But I do have
a heart full of a father's love.
Something close to his heart!
And for that I am both grateful and happy.
What do you have, my friend?
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Ciao.
I was not sure you were coming.
I wasn't sure you meant me to.
Sure.
- Good evening.
- Good evening.
Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Thank you.
Thank you.
Bring us a mineral water
and a Montepulciano.
- English menu?
- No, thanks.
German, Dutch?
He speaks Italian as I do.
A mineral and a Montepulciano.
- Sparkle water?
- No sparkles.
Provincials.
- Can I ask you something?
- Sure.
Are you married?
No.
I was sure this was your secret.
Why do I have to have a secret?
You're a good man, but...
[WHISPERS] ...you have a secret.
[MAN] Excuse me.
No, no, really.
No. Thanks.
He thinks we are a couple.
That's okay.
[MAN] Thank you.
Thank you.
[WAITER] Then, what would you like?
For him you can bring ravioli
with goat's ricotta...
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
[SHOWER SPRINKLING]
[DRAWER SHUTS]
[SHOWER STOPS]
One... and two.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOOR SHUTS]
[DIALING]
[PHONE LINE RINGING]
[PAVEL] Ready.
I need some more time.
You're testing my patience.
Just give me a few more days.
You'll get two days, then you make a drop.
[CLARA] Ciao.
Ciao.
[CLARA] Where we go?
Someplace beautiful.
Let's do a picnic.
A picnic.
Yeah. A picnic.
I have to practice my English.
Today, we are going to have a picnic.
It is a beautiful day.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[CLARA] Where we go?
[JACK] You'll see.
I think it's good
we stay close to the road.
Don't worry. I've been
this way many times taking photographs.
Only you come here?
Yes.
Wow.
Here it's a paradise.
I'm going to swim in the water.
You come?
It's cold.
Maybe.
[CLARA SHOUTS] Come!
Come, Mr. Butterfly.
It's beautiful, no?
We make love in the water?
What's wrong?
We should have our lunch.
Ahhh! Ahhh.
Look. It's a bullet.
Maybe the hunters are here.
I don't think so.
I'm cold.
Edward.
Is that your real name?
Will you put this behind me?
What?
What?
What is it?
Nothing.
[SLAMS CAR TRUNK]
Thank you.
I just don't understand
what the hell you're doing with a gun.
A friend of mine give to me.
The two prostitutes were
killed in Pescara, right?
Did you see what they do to them?
The police showed me the photographs.
I want to feel safe with clients.
Does it make you feel safe with me?
You're not a client.
Then why is it in your bag?
Because, I work tonight.
There's a procession.
A procession?
Yes. Tomorrow.
In Castel del Monte.
We go to this together?
Maybe.
Really?
And after...
After that, after... tomorrow,
and the next day...
I can't stay forever, Clara.
It's time to go home.
- Take me home with you.
- I can't.
[WHISPERS] Stay forever.
[PHONE LINE RINGING]
[PAVEL] Yeah?
I'll make the delivery and then I'm out.
Pavel?
Okay, Jack.
You're out.
[PHONE LINE RINGING]
[MATHILDE] Hello?
Now, you listen to me carefully.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[GUN COCKS]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES]
A caff.
Two.
I see you've brought it in with you.
Everything's here as we agreed.
What's this?
Candy for your trip.
I thought you might have a sweet tooth.
That's very kind of you.
I guess I'll be reading
about this in the Tribune.
Yes.
I expect so.
I'm just going to the ladies, wait here.
Okay?
I'm fine. You?
Just fine.
You won't need your gun.
You never know.
Final payment.
Buy yourself a retirement clock.
[VEHICLE APPROACHING]
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
Goodbye, Mr. Butterfly.
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
Hello?
What happened?
There wasn't the opportunity.
Find one.
I'm following him now.
[SOFT MUSIC CONTINUES]
[CHOIR SINGING]
[CHURCH BELL TOLLING]
[CHOIR CONTINUES TO SING]
Boo!
[GIGGLES]
I was looking for you.
I'm here.
What are you doing tonight?
I work tonight.
Don't.
If I ask you to come away with me,
would you?
Come away with you?
Why not?
- Together?
- Together.
Forever?
Forever.
[SIGHS]
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
[GRUNTS]
I want you to take this
and meet me at the river.
- Eduardo.
- Go! Go!
[OPERA MUSIC PLAYING]
Who do you work for?
Who?
Same man
as you,
Jack.
[FOOTSTEPS PATTERING]
I'm sorry, Father.
[CHURCH BELL TOLLING IN DISTANCE]
[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[PIANO MUSIC PLAYING]
- [HORN BLARING]
- Eduardo!
Eduardo!
Eduardo!