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I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...I'm glad. Actually I'm glad it's over. All this time. Hiding. Never being able to look anyone in the eyes. Always afraid that someone would find out who I was. Never trusting anyone... |
Are you alright? |
I still can't believe Eddie's gone. |
I'm sorry. |
Is he your boyfriend? |
Ludwig? He's gay are you jealous? |
If I was your boyfriend, I might be. |
If you were my boyfriend, I'd suggest you find another girlfriend that isn't going to jail tenthousand miles away. |
A good Immigration lawyer could stall the process. Eddie recommended one. |
No matter what happens...I'm glad I met you. |
I'm glad I met you. |
You better get packed. |
Right. |
Do you have coffee? |
In the kitchen. |
I'll make some for us. |
I'll get my clothes. |
What are you doing? |
Pouring it out! |
Forget about me. You have enough problems of your own. |
...Do you really want me to forget about you? |
I don't want to drag you down with me. |
Daphne, I... |
Are you my attorney? I'm Emil. I'm insane. |
I'm not your lawyer until I see the money. |
Here. I have your money. |
Oh no! No! Shit! |
Emil. Take it easy. Stay with me. Sit down. What do you need? What are you looking for? |
He has the camera! He took the movie! |
Don't say anything. |
Where are we going? |
I'm coming with you. |
Yes. Yes, come with me! |
I'm invoking rights this man is represented by counsel. I'm coming with him. |
I brought you some letters. It's really fan mail. Women mostly. One wants to buy you clothes, another sent a check. Another wants a check. |
You bring the cigarettes? |
Oh, sure. |
...delusions and paranoia. |
I was all of these. |
Well, you didn't appreciate the severity of it until recently. No question about that. |
What about Oleg? |
Disappeared. They're looking everywhere. Maybe he went back to Czechoslovakia. |
No, he is here. Shit... |
Don't worry about him. Think about yourself. |
What about my movie rights? Book rights? |
Look, I haven't really focused on that kind of thing. |
What's your cut? How much? |
I would say...half. Half is fair. |
No. No way. |
But it's... |
Thirtypercent. No more. Or I call another lawyer. This is the biggest case of your life. Don't try to negotiate. Thirty percent. Say yes or no. |
This is not about money, Emil. I need your trust in me. |
What else do you need? |
I need to know about your background. I need to know about your upbringing. Why you're here. |
Give me another one, please. |
Tell me about yourself. What you did as a young boy... what your parents were like. |
My father always degraded me. Killed my selfesteem. And my mother was blind. |
Your mother was blind? |
Yeah, she went blind giving birth to me. She went to fucking black market doctor to induce me. |
Back in the Czech Republic? |
Yeah, yeah...bad doctor gave her bad drugs which made her go blind. And my father blamed me for her blindness... |
Your father blamed you for your mother's blindness? |
Yeah, he hated me from day when I was born. Put it out. Can you put the cigarette out? |
That's what he did to me. He put cigarettes out on me. |
Your father put cigarettes out on you? |
Out on my back when I was a small boy. |
Can I see your back? |
I'm abused. Don't you think? |
I don't think it's abuse, I think it's torture. |
...so we kill someone famous and if we are caught, we are sent to mental hospital... |
Officers, there's your killer, do your duty, arrest him! |
Is that the man I knew, Treasurer Sanchez? |
Yes, Your Majesty. |
You were right, Don Sanchez... His demands could never be granted. |
Never, Your Majesty. Although... |
... Into a monk... |
Yes. It would be a pity, wouldn't it? Call him back! |
Every ship returns with a cargo of sick and dying. But with no gold! The new world proves expensive, Your Majesty. |
We weren't expecting immediate profits, were we? We must have faith. We must give time for time. |
... But there is worse. He ordered the execution of five members of the nobility... |
Is this true, Brother Buyl? |
Then, what do you suggest, Don Sanchez? |
He must be replaced. |
And who would you think of, for such a task? |
I know, I should not tolerate his impertinence. |
Then why? |
Because he is not afraid of me. |
Where can I meet this man? |
Immediately. |
You lied! You cheated! We're way past 750 leagues! |
Six days ago, yes. |
You must be mad...! |
We have to keep the hopes of these men alive! |
We're on the verge of a mutiny, Colon! |
You think I don't know that? |
We're lost! |
The land is there. I know it! |
You don't know anything! Listen Colon, these are my ships, right? So I'm telling you we're turning back! |
And then what? Half of the water has gone, the rest is nearly putrid! You know that! |
Jesus Maria! I should have never listened to you! |
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