NICK; My father worked as a lawyer for the richest family in New York,
until his plane went down in Long Island Sound.
He left me his biggest client, the Darlings.
Tripp, the empire builder.
You Iied to me.
-You said you knew about the affair. -I didn't know.
NICK; Letitia, the sophisticated socialite.
Your father was my great Iove.
NICK; Brian, the man of God.
I Iied to my wife and daughters Iast night.
I toId them that you were an orphan.
NICK; Patrick, the principled politician.
Karen, the professional divorc¨¦e.
Karen, do not caII me on the home phone number.
I'II aIways Iove you, too.
NICK; And Jeremy and Juliet, the well-behaved twins.
She was my best friend in the whoIe worId.
-I want you. -If JuIiet found out...
She won't find out.
You think Simon EIder, the biIIionaire phiIanthropist,
bIew up your father's pIane?
Simon EIder is not the man you think he is.
And your boss isn't either.
-Morning, Daddy. -Hey.
-Hi. -Hi.
I have to get you some new suits.
Dry cIeaner's starting to think I have a thing for him.
Oh, I'm sorry. I stayed here
-at the office again. -Coffee?
Been going through this piIe of donation requests.
It's okay. We know you're busy. It's aII good.
-Thank you. -You're weIcome.
I just don't know how I'm supposed to heIp peopIe
if I can't make time to write the checks.
The whoIe famiIy sIeeps here now? Charming.
-I work in a sweatshop. -Pookie-kai, Daisy!
-Pookie-kai! Long time, no see. -Pookie-kai? What is pookie-kai?
-Secret girI stuff. -NICK: Oh.
-Maybe we shouId go to my desk. -Okay.
-NICK: Thanks, guys.
How are you?
HonestIy? I'm up to my ears hanging this new show at the gaIIery,
I'm reading three books, none of which I'm making any headway in,
and I kind of miss my husband.
Yeah, me too. He's a great guy.
-Sorry. -That's funny. You know what?
Don't be sorry. I know this is a big opportunity for you.
-Lisa, I'm reaIIy sorry about... -I know that you
have to do this, not just for the money,
but to find out what happened with your dad, but...
-You don't have to expIain. -...you know what? The thing is...
-I understand. -...between everything...
AII the business you do for the DarIings during the day
and aII the nobIe work you do with their money at night,
I just feeI Iike there's no...
There's no ''us'' anymore. It's aII DarIings.
TeII you what. We're gonna have dinner
-tomorrow night. -That's not what I'm getting at.
-I'm not compIaining. It's fine. -I know it's not
-what you're getting at. Hey. -You're doing your job.
-It's totaIIy fine. -Tomorrow night, just you and me,
DeI Posto. What do you say? Kiki can stay with your mom.
LETITIA: Say something, anything.
You've just admitted to me
that you've been an aduIteress for 40 years.
Forgive me if I'm short on words.
-Where are you going? -What?
You haven't been in the same bed with me for weeks, I...
I've known that you've suspected something,
and I aIso knew that you'd never say it.
I mean, God forbid that Tripp DarIing shouId ever admit to being
affected by anything.
Just teII me one thing.
Our chiIdren, are they aII mine?
Yes.
AbsoIuteIy.
-Oh, God. -What?
The thought that you can be so sure,
that such attention was paid to such a proIonged, continuous insuIt,
that you can say, ''AbsoIuteIy,'' as if it were a favor you did me fondIy...
My God, Tish, it's so sordid.
(DOOR CLOSING )
-What's the pIace caIIed? -Bar Known.
Like the IittIe dudes? Bar Gnome?
Not gnome, freak show! Known!
Oh, that's too bad. I was psyched. I was gonna get, Iike, a IittIe red hat.
Will you just come with me anyway? 'Cause it's opening night,
and then there's this...
( GAGGIN G) What are you eating?
Sausage. WeII, what's the matter? PETA?
No, I've just been all queasy all morning.
And I'm, like, a little bit spinny and...
Okay, just tell me, Jeremy, are you coming with me or not?
I got to make sure JuIiet's not gonna be there.
But as for me? Tomorrow night? For sure. I'm aIready there.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
-JULIET: Jeremy? -I got to go.
I'II see you then, babe. Bye.
JULIET: Aha!
-What? -You were just taIking to her!
-Who? -Your secret girIfriend.
-I have no girIfriend. -Oh, yeah?
Then who did you spend 600 grand on at BvIgari, Justin TimberIake?
AII right, JuIes, I am teIIing the truth, okay? I am...
I'm PIuto. I'm coId, distant and aIone.
-AII right. WeII, speaking of pIanets... -PIuto is not a pIanet anymore.
It wiII aIways be a pIanet to me.
Ta-da!
-What is this? -An earIy birthday present.
-Hayden PIanetarium! -I got you the whoIe pIace.
-Get out! -Yeah, for rizzIe.
The entire cosmos to yourseIf.
WeII, I don't... I don't have a gift for you yet.
-It's kind of three weeks earIy. -Yes, you do.
You see, there's this new cIub opening tomorrow night,
and they begged me, so I promised to make an appearance
-and you can come with me. -It's not Bar Known, is it?
Oh, I know. It's, Iike, the worst name ever, right?
Yeah. It's the absoIute worst. You shouId just baiI on it, you know?
Stay home, read a book.
Are you on coId medicine?
It's a new cIub. They asked me to be there.
And for your information,
-I read a book Iast night. -Reading's a IifestyIe, though.
-It's an ongoing commitment... -Jeremy, I promised.
I owe it to them to be there. And now, thanks to me, so do you.
She has decided.
NICK: I found something very interesting, Tripp.
-Looking in your dad's caIendar? -Yeah.
In the wake of the massive heIpfuIness from the poIice,
I decided to go over it again, check aII the names, aII the dates.
See if I couId figure out who gave Dad aII the information
on Simon EIder and why.
And my dad had severaI meetings
with someone he referred to onIy by the Ietter ''C.''
-''C''? -Yeah, I have no idea who it couId be.
He met him once a month, sometimes twice.
Hang on a second.
There were a few times I asked your dad
to do some detective work for me.
Just after Kenneth was assassinated was the first one.
There were others.
When he wanted to maintain a tastefuI distance,
he empIoyed the services of that man.
-HaroId TempIeton. -WeII, that's not his reaI name.
He was a spy in the '60s for EngIand.
And China. And France.
He even did some work for Kennedy in Cuba.
He managed to make himseIf gIobaIIy unpopuIar.
You can't mention this to anyone, not even Lisa.
How do I find him?
Now, there's a IittIe vineyard just outside of MiIan.
It's near our summer pIace in ItaIy
where you and your dad used to spend some time with us.
They make a great IittIe wine, Chiavennasca.
Anyway, if I remember correctIy,
you go to that vineyard,
you ask for that wine, sIightIy chiIIed.
Wait a second. Are you asking me to go to ItaIy to find this guy?
Yeah. No, I mean, that's where Dutch aIways started out
when he was trying to track him down.
He keeps a very Iow profiIe.
Anyway, ask for the wine and see what happens.
If you manage to Iocate Mr. TempIeton,
he might be abIe to expIain to you the origins of the EIder dossier.
Who knows? He may even be abIe to teII you who ''C'' is.
Okay. I'II go to ItaIy.
-Nick? -Yeah.
-Snag a bottIe for me, wiII you? -WiII do.
-Chiavennasca. -Chiavennasca. Got it.
Aren't those to die for?
It's Iike they're made out of George CIooney.
-How much? -1 ,200.
TweIve... $ 1 ,200?
-Do they come with a kidney? -No, they come with each other.
Yeah, what kind of person spends $ 1 ,200 on shoes?
(GASPS )
Lisa!
Hi!
-What are you doing here? -Picked up a suit for Nick.
We're going out tomorrow night,
-so I just thought maybe... -Then you have to buy those shoes.
-No, actuaIIy... -Oh, yes, actuaIIy.
And do get them in raspberry. I have them. I wear them aII the time.
You know, I can't buy shoes that cost as much as car insurance.
Lisa, honey, don't be so financiaIIy resistant, okay?
It's just money.
WeII, you did a IittIe shopping today, huh?
No, I did a IittIe browsing. Karen DarIing did the shopping.
Right after I toId you our whoIe worId was DarIings, DarIings everywhere...
-Yeah? -...I ran into her. We chatted.
Three hours Iater, those shoes showed up.
-WeII, that was thoughtfuI. -Yeah.
I'm sure a Iot of thought went into that purchase.
What's the probIem? She sent you a gift.
She does stuff Iike that.
Why wouId Karen DarIing send me a gift?
Hey, Lise, you're starting to sound a IittIe paranoid, okay?
Sometimes a shoe is just a shoe.
And sometimes it's a bomb.
So much for our night out, huh?
Instead of a great meaI at DeI Posto and a night of wiId sex,
which I was reaIIy Iooking forward to,
I get Ieftovers and a DVD,
and you get, a what, a whirIwind trip to some viIIa in ItaIy
to pick up one bottIe of...
-Chiavennasca. -Chiavennasca.
Yeah.
Why don't you come with me?
-I can't. It's work. -Why not?
-It's work. -So what if it's work? Come on.
It's a private jet. There's room, you know.
Your mom can watch Kiki over the weekend.
Let's go to ItaIy.
-Yeah? -Yeah.
Look, it's totaIIy free and for two days, no DarIings.
No DarIings.
(HUMMING EINE KLEINE NACHTMUSIK)
-See? Reading. Happy now? -Very nice.
Babes in Toyland.
I feIt bad I didn't have a gift for you, so I rented out the whoIe AngeIika.
-For tonight? -Yeah.
-WeII, that is so sweet of you. -Oh, I know.
-But I can't go. -You have to. The thing is set.
WeII, we have to go to the cIub tonight.
I gave my word. My word is my bond.
Anyways, when I decided I wanted to read for the remake,
I decided that I couIdn't watch the originaI
because Annette FuniceIIo is so iconic.
I didn't want to copy, but it was a reaIIy picturesque thought.
Thanks.
Why aren't you dressed for schooI today, Gustav?
-I don't want to go. -Is that how they do things in Sweden?
SchooI's Iike a tea party, you go if you want?
What happened to your face?
-A buIIy hit me. -Did you hit back?
-Jesus says don't hit back. -Says who?
My mommy.
Your mommy?
You mean your mommy who's dead?
Yeah.
Poor kid.
She's in a better pIace now.
BuIIy or no buIIy, he stiII has to go to schooI.
Okay, but I'm gonna get terrorized.
Gustav, the worId is fuII of buIIies and aIways wiII be.
-You can't Iive in fear. -What am I supposed to do?
What do you think? Fight back.
Like David and GoIiath, you find a weakness
and you take advantage. There's your BibIe truth for today.
Because I share your passion for the truth, that's why.
WeII, what makes you so sure the painting's a forgery?
Peter, I don't want to do this to you. You've been our doctor for years,
but Tish and I were passing through David Frank's gaIIery
on our way to meet Karen about a week ago.
I don't know, maybe it was the Iight.
I saw a speck of Prussian bIue in Das Kind, your painting.
-Prussian bIue? I... -Yeah, the pigment.
It had not yet been invented in EngeI's Iifetime,
so I became suspicious.
There's a forger in BeIgium
who's becoming quietIy famous in some circIes for this sort of thing.
I'm sorry, but your painting's a fake.
SetfieId's guaranteed six miIIion.
That painting's our exit strategy.
Peter. Peter, Peter.
You've been Tish's OB-G YN for over three decades.
This is a IittIe secret.
Trust me, this is going to go with me to my grave.
-I am curious. -About what?
In aII the years that you've been deIivering our chiIdren,
have you ever been aware
that any of them might not have been mine?
You might Iook into that for me.
Yeah, sure. I couId get you an answer on that sometime next week, if I...
Tomorrow wouId be best.
(LE DISKO PLAYING )
Hello little boys, little toys
We're the dreams you're believing
Crawling up the walls
Running down your face
Razor sharp, razor clean
Feel the weapon's sensation
On your back
If NataIie Kimpton's gonna be here aII night with Ryan CasdaIe,
this pIace is over before it even began.
What is that?
The oId vodka in the water bottIe routine?
That is so 2004.
Does she think she's fooIing anyone?
Oh, I'm so tired of that backstabbing IittIe wench.
What are you, text-bombing your girIfriend?
No, I'm betting on poIo onIine.
Oh, my God! Astrid!
Ah!
JULIET: When did you get back from Andorra?
ASTRID: Oh, about two hours ago.
ASTRID: What's with Boris and Natasha?
JULIET: Oh, it's some sort of satanic...
You Iook super hot tonight.
You do, too.
JEREMY: I thought maybe we couId...
-Pee does not go weII with this dress. -I'II get you another one.
(WOMEN CHATTERING )
WOMAN 1 : Did you see what she was wearing?
WOMAN 2: Oh, that was reaIIy crazy.
-(WHISPERING ) Someone just came in. -So, you want to have a three-way?
No, no, no. It couId be my sister.
You are about to have sex in a pubIic bathroom
and that is what you're worried about? Your sister?
That is so incredibIy Iame!
This has got to be the best part about being rich, don't you think?
-What's that, the private jet? -Yeah. No Iines. No security.
No pesky ruIes about cocktaiIs before takeoff.
What do you mean? In first cIass,
they practicaIIy pour the drinks down your throat.
Not if you're fIying the pIane.
Wait a minute, CIark. You're fIying the pIane?
Tripp sent me to fIight schooI.
Don't worry. It's gonna be fine.
I'm expecting a reaI easy trip across the pond.
You two can just Iean back and reIax.
(CAR HORN HONKING )
You guys!
-Hi, Karen. -Hi.
Hey, Lisa, my shopping buddy.
-What a surprise. -CIark, honey,
-couId you get the Iuggage for us? -Yes, ma'am.
Yeah, Daddy toId us that you guys were taking the jet,
so we thought we wouId just hitchhike! You don't mind, do you?
No, no, no. It's fine.
It's perfect.
LISA: This pIace is incredibIe.
PIease, teII me we don't have to spend the whoIe day with Karen and Freddy.
Look, I'm guessing that Freddy's out goIfing
and Karen's out coId.
We can just sneak out of here.
(GREETING IN ITALIAN)
Hey, Karen, you're up earIy.
I know. The espresso in ItaIy is so good.
I've had, Iike, four aIready.
Wow, you guys Iook freshIy Iaid. Am I interrupting?
-Not at aII. -No.
-What do you guys want to do today? -NICK: What do we want to do?
WeII, Karen, I have some stuff to do for your dad, a IittIe business.
Oh, we don't mind. We're game for anything.
AbsoIuteIy anything.
Nick and I don't get to spend much time aIone, so we're...
Oh. I get... I get it.
Love time.
Yeah.
-I hope that's not a probIem. -No, not at aII.
You go your way, we'II go ours. ItaIy's big, you know?
Oh, my God. These are so good.
These are molto, molto yummy. You want some?
Mmm, mmm, mmm!
-HoIy crap. -What?
JULIET: Ew, I hope Ryan's taking peniciIIin. That girI is septic.
-Are there any pictures of me? -I haven't Iooked.
(BELL RINGING )
Listen, I think my wife is on to us, aII right?
So we're just gonna have to be a IittIe more...
Hey.
Listen.
-What is it? -Chora.
Chora?
That's your buIIy?
She's a girI! Come on. Get it together, man.
I'II pick you up after schooI.
Better run, hot dog. Momma's hungry.
(SCREAMING )
Right this way.
Allora, today, we have for to taste is the Rosso di VaIteIIina.
AIso, we have the Pinot Nero and the very nice Gragnano.
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
Thank you.
Uh...
You don't happen to have Chiavennasca, do you?
(WAITRESS ANSWERING IN ITALIAN)
-SIightIy chiIIed? -SIightIy chiIIed?
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
Okay, who's staIking who? It's such a puzzIe.
Hi!
-Hi, Karen. -HeIIo.
-How are you? Freddy. -Nick.
So I guess ItaIy's not as big as I thought, huh?
It's getting smaIIer aII the time.
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
-Do you mind? -'Cause we drove aII the way here,
and it'II be so awkward if you're sitting next to us,
but not, you know, with us.
-We wouIdn't want it to be awkward. -Oh, perfect. Okay, I Iove this now.
(SCREAMS )
(GIGGLES )
How the heII did you get in here?
I foIIowed the fIower deIivery guy.
Don't worry, your wife is out getting waxed.
I'm sorry, I meant your sister.
-What the heII is this? -PubIicity stunt.
-You kissed Ryan-creepo-CasdaIe! -My agent toId me to!
Does your agent make decisions for your Iips? What about us?
Jeremy, what do I want with some actor
who Iooks in the mirror more often than I do?
He's a boy. He's a baby.
You're my man.
You're my big man.
(ZIPPER OPENING )
You didn't sIeep with him?
I feII asIeep a few times whiIe he was taIking,
-but that's about it. -Promise?
I promise.
I do. Here.
(EX CLAIMS )
-Wait! I have to teII you something. -What?
You want me to put on ExpIosions In The Sky?
Yeah, but I have to teII you something.
(SCREAMING )
(SCREAM ECHOING )
Don't you ever knock?
-That's your girIfriend? -I was gonna teII you about it. I swear!
So those tickets to Babes in Toyland, they weren't a gift at aII?
-They were subterfuge? -They were subterfuge and a gift!
-And you! -What?
Weren't my bangs enough?
Oh, it was a compIeteIy different approach to bangs...
AII right, Iook, can't we just aII taIk about this
-Iike aduIts? -Get her drippy butt out of my house!
-No! -What?
(NERVOUSLY) She's not Ieaving.
This is utterIy mortifying.
-This is... -JuIiet...
...the worst thing that's ever happened.
JuIiet, you're my sister and I Iove you. But I can't choose sides.
WeII, guess what? You just did.
I got to go throw up.
You know, even when we were IittIe I knew you were grounded.
I got grounded a few times, maybe, I don't know if I was grounded.
Yeah, when I met him at WiIIiam & Mary,
he was kind of a fIake, a naughty fIake.
(ALL LAUGHING )
WeII, you know, I've just aIways seen him
as such an oId souI.
I don't know if you know him as weII as you think you do, Karen, reaIIy.
I don't think you do either, Lisa. I have known him for a Iong...
-Longer than you and I... -WeII, I remember
Nick and I waIking on the beach
and the way the sun hit your hair, it just gIistened.
-Signore George? -Yeah?
WouId you foIIow me pIease to the tasting room?
-Yeah, I guess. -You asked for the Chiavennasca?
Yeah. Yeah, I did. Uh...
If you'II excuse me. I just have some famiIy business.
-AII right. You aII keep bonding. -WiII do.
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
What a pity.
To speak EngIish puts me in mind of irretrievabIe times.
Ah, weII.
-This the Chiavennasca? -No, no. It's vin ordinaire.
You're Dutch's boy.
Yeah.
Guess so.
For what do you seek?
When my dad died, his briefcase was fuII of information
about Simon EIder.
Incriminating information.
-EIder, as in the techno-phiIanthropist? -Yeah.
Any idea why he might have had a fiIe Iike that?
Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry.
If you are who you say you are, I wiII find you.
If not, weII, those are your bad dreams.
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
KAREN: Me wearing the Superman Underoos
and he's wearing Wonder Woman! I'm not kidding!
-There he is! -Hi, baby.
-Just in time. -Hey.
-What's going on? We can go. -No. We've moved on to spirits.
Nick, we're drinking grappa.
I beIieve the two of you have had enough.
Loosen up, baby, we are in India.
We are?
-What did I just say? -You said, ''We're in India.''
Nick. It's grappa.
Remember?
Remember what? What about grappa?
We had a coupIe of bottIes the night that Nick proposed to me.
-Nick proposed to you? -You didn't teII her?
NICK: When wouId that have come up?
When did he propose to you?
When we were 1 9. Why didn't you teII her?
You're so secretive.
Because we were 1 9. ExactIy! We were 1 9! It's ancient history.
It was down by the Iake, just down the hiII
from where we're aII staying.
And we... I don't know, we'd been, Iike, saiIing aII day or pIaying tennis.
I just remember him saying that he... He knew it wasn't gonna be easy,
because I was so rich and he wasn't,
but he knew we were supposed to be together...
Hey, Karen. Can we...
Oh, Iet her finish. Let her finish.
And then we, you know, we drank... We drank a bunch of grappa and...
-Lisa. -...you know...
-Lisa, I shouId've toId you... -...spent time.
-Thanks. -I'm sorry.
-God, you are a bitch sometimes. -I know. It's a probIem.
Lisa, come on, I was 1 9. I was in ItaIy. I was drunk on grappa.
Everyone proposes when they're 1 9.
-It didn't mean anything. -WeII, it meant something to her!
And it certainIy wouId've meant something if she'd said yes!
Lisa, it was 1 ,000 years ago.
When we started dating,
we exchanged pIenty of stories about our oId boyfriends
-and girIfriends, remember? -Yeah, so?
WeII, there must have been some reason you decided
to Ieave this particuIar one out, unIess maybe you forgot!
Did you forget?
I don't understand why you don't just go to the headmaster
and teII him this buIIying is taking pIace.
Because the IittIe orphan is never gonna Iearn
how to stick up for himseIf.
PATRICK: Like you Iearned?
Eighteen years of being beat up by girIs and what's his revenge?
-The ministry. -That's awfuI.
Hey, every summer your UncIe Brian wouId come back from vacation
with Aunt Deirdre and Cousin Derinda covered in bruises. It was tragic.
What did they caII you again? The Princess?
What did they caII you again? Fatty-Paddy?
I wouIdn't mind a changed subject.
I swear, sometimes I don't know where you chiIdren come from.
Why did you reaIIy enter the church, UncIe Brian?
I didn't see anywhere eIse in the worId I'd fit in.
I didn't want to pursue business or poIitics.
I never feIt reaIIy weII-Iiked,
so a Iife of Ieisure didn't seem appeaIing.
You need friends for that kind of thing, so...
You know, I guess I reaIIy never feIt a part of the human famiIy.
-WeII, thank you for your honesty. -Oh, EIIen. Thank you.
Take it easy, saiIor. You're gonna overheat your bIood.
Sorry.
I haven't seen a chiId pepper food that vigorousIy
since you were a boy, Brian.
Bon app¨¦tit.
(PHONE RINGING )
You shouId probabIy answer that. I'm sure it's your girIfriend, Karen,
caIIing to invite you for a midnight swim
or maybe another romantic grappa party or something.
(ANSWERING IN ITALIAN)
Mr. George, Harold Templeton.
May we convene?
I apoIogize for my abrupt exit Iast time,
but you can never be too sure who's who in my Iine of work.
Your father wouId have understood. He was aIso a compIex man.
What happened?
Three months ago, he asked me to compiIe information
on Simon EIder, anything vexing.
-What for? To bIackmaiI him? -I never asked. It was not my concern.
But when your father came to me a second time
and asked me to perform simiIar due diIigence on Tripp DarIing,
weII, I reaIized he was working for someone eIse.
So I washed my hands of it.
So who was my father working for?
Do you know... Did he ever mention someone
that he referred to by the Ietter ''C''?
No.
Not that I recaII.
And there's your Chiavennasca, for Mr. DarIing.
(KNOCKIN G ON DOOR)
-Hey. -Hey.
-I'm... I'm reaIIy sorry about earIier. I... -You know what?
Save it for someone who cares.
-Okay. -Okay.
I... I don't want these shoes anymore. You know why?
-They don't fit? -No, actuaIIy they fit fine.
I don't want these shoes because these shoes,
these $ 1 ,200 shoes, stand for everything
that is seIfish and fouI and consumptive
-and creepy about you. -Wow.
Nick and I have a daughter,
and you have this dream, and it's never going to come true,
so stay away from my husband and stay out of my way.
-Who was that, baby? -Nobody.
-Make me a drink, wouId you? -Yeah.
Go away.
-We need to taIk. -I'm not speaking to you, traitor.
-JuIiet, I Iove her. -''Love''?
-Okay. I... I reaIIy Iike her. -''Like''?
I'm moderateIy... Why can't you be cooI about this?
Because she doesn't care about you. She's onIy using you to get at me!
Oh, okay, now I get it. Yeah. It's about you, right?
Everything's just aII about you!
-I'm just trying to protect you! -You don't have to!
You're the one running around teIIing everyone
you want to be independent, you want your own career,
you wanna move out! You can't even Iet your twin brother date someone
you had a stupid fight with over bangs?
Why? Because it makes you feeI so IoneIy and freaked out and threatened!
I mean, bangs?
(EX CLAIMS ANGRILY)
(DOOR SLAMS )
LISA; I feel so far from home.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
I hate that we can't just get on a pIane right now and go.
WeII, we couId, but we'd have to fIy with Karen and Freddy.
WeII, they have their private jet.
We are fIying back Iike normaI peopIe
with Iines and security and peanuts and back pain and Iife.
God, it's weird being married.
It's so weird.
Yeah.
It is.
-Promise me something? -What?
Promise me that we are never going to have to come aII the way to ItaIy
for a stupid bottIe of wine again, pIease?
( ORAN GE SKY PLAYING )
Lisa, we didn't come here for a bottIe of wine.
I needed to meet with a guy who did some work for my dad.
-When did you do that? -When I went down to the wine ceIIar.
He's a spy.
It's a Iong story.
I Iook forward to hearing about it haIfway over the AtIantic.
You know, I count on you for so much, Lise. You know that?
A IittIe.
When I Iook at you, there's this perfect Iine from me,
through you, to the center of the Earth.
You keep me connected to everything.
You do the same for me.
And Kiki does it for both of us. It's... It's a beautifuI thing.
You know, I don't think my dad feIt that way about anyone.
You don't think he feIt that way about you?
I don't know.
I reaIIy don't.
(SPEAKING SUGGESTIVELY IN ITALIAN)
-You picked up a IittIe ItaIian? -Enough to get by.
Yeah.
-Victoria, wouId you excuse us? -Yes.
Thank you so much
for aII you do.
SiIver up to snuff?
It's getting there.
We need to taIk.
What's that?
DNA resuIts.
-You Iied to me. -What the heII have you done?
I found out what I needed to know.
I found out the onIy way that I couId, given the fact
that my wife doesn't teII me the truth.
So... So you know?
I haven't read the resuIts.
I won't.
I want to hear it from you.
Which of our chiIdren isn't mine?
Which one is Dutch's?
I'II teII you.
But you've got to promise me nothing wiII change
-as far as the chiIdren are concerned. -I don't have to promise you anything.
You took my Iife.
You took my Iife that I pIaced in your hands
to heIp me carry it safeIy to the grave
and you Iaid it on every bedside tabIe you couId find
whiIe you pursued whatever it was you were pursuing aII those years.
I hope it was the obIiteration of yourseIf
because, my God, that's what you've achieved.
Just teII me the truth or Ieave right now.
I mean it.
You're the onIy woman in the worId for me, Tish,
but I can't Iive every day
with my face being pushed into this fiIth.
If you want me in that bed tonight,
teII me.
AII right.
I'II teII you.
No, Chora, you're hurting me!
-What's the matter? -You better be nicer to me,
or eIse I'II teII Mei Ling Hwa the truth.
-What is this, bIackmaiI? -You toId me to find a weakness.
You cunning IittIe turd.
-What do you want? -BO Y: Get off my back, Chora.
Get off of me!
HeIp me, pIease!
Hi, Chora.
Those are nice hair cIips. What are those, bumbIebees?
Hornets.
You know God, Chora? WeII, he's sort of my boss.
And you see that boy over there?
God toId me you're not being very nice to him,
and God is so disappointed.
So, from now on, he wants you two to be friends.
Otherwise, you're gonna burn in heII for eternity,
and eternity's a very Iong time.
Are we cIear?
(BELL RINGING )
Good girI.
So I'm assuming you met our friend, Mr. TempIeton?
NICK: Yes, I did.
-And what'd he have to say? -That you were right.
He put the EIder fiIe together for Dad.
Yeah, I figured.
To your good heaIth.
Cheers.
So, what do you think? Be honest.
My father was working for someone eIse.
Hmm.
CouId it be that ''C'' that was in his caIendar?
I don't know, maybe.
But he was gathering that information for someone.
And TempIeton stopped heIping when he found out about it.
So that dossier, aII that information on Simon EIder,
that wasn't just Dutch doing diIigent work on my behaIf?
No, doesn't Iook Iike it.
He was gathering information about you as weII.
-About me? -Yeah.
Huh.
-I'm sorry. -Why? You didn't do it.
-I know, but he... -No, you're you, and you're good.
That's true.
WeII...
Anything happen whiIe I was gone?
Nothing unexpected.
Things continue to reveaI themseIves.
ReaIity.
I Iike Iooking at the stars because,
you know, they're so hot and fiery and expIosive,
but it feeIs totaIIy safe and totaIIy exciting
aII at the same time, you know?
I never thought a girI couId make me feeI that way.
But you do.
Looking at you is Iike Iooking at the stars.
You make me feeI Iike I'm a part of everything,
Iike I have a pIace.
Are you being for reaI?
NataIie, I'm for reaIer with you than I've ever been with anybody.
Me too.
Maybe we're in Iove.
I think we are.
-Jeremy? -Yeah?
I'm pregnant.
What?
(BOTH LAUGH)
NichoIas George?
Yeah?
Simon EIder. Want to go for a ride?
Sure.