You're stuck on me and my laughing eyes
I can't pretend though I try to hide
I like you
I think I felt my heart skip a beat
I'm standing here and I can hardly breathe
You got me
The way you take my hand is just so sweet
And that crooked smile of yours
It knocks me off my feet
Oh, I just can't get enough
I'm a stew I need to fill me up
It feels so good it must be love
It's everything that I've been dreaming of
I give up, I give in
I let go Let's begin...
'Cause no matter what I do
My heart is filled with you
I hope we always feel this way
I know you will
And in my heart I know that
You'll always stay
This is Sophie Hall from The New Yorker.
Hi, Mr. Beal. Thank you for calling me back.
No. I'm not a writer. I'm a fact checker, actually.
It is a bit Iike being a detective, yes.
Let's see if you are the Robert Beal...
that I'm Iooking for.
Can you confirm where you were...
when you found out World War II was over?
Poughkeepsie? AII right. Right, thank you so much.
Yes, the moment the war ended.
Palm Beach? Okay. Lucky guy.
Thank you very much. Bye.
Bobby, hey, I got nothing,
but there's two more Robert Beals,
and one petty officer, third class.
Wait.
I'm gonna call you back.
Sophie Hall.
Can you confirm where you were...
when you found out World War II was over?
Times Square? I'm in Times Square right now.
I'm standing exactly...
where the photograph was taken.
I really thought I would never find you.
So, can you... Can I ask you to describe...
what you saw that day?
The kiss,
was it spontaneous or was it staged?
It was.
You're certain?
So you're 100% positive?
Petty Officer First CIass Robert Beal,
who was the second sailor,
said that the nurse was the bee's knees...
and that the kiss was...
a completely spontaneous moment...
and a celebration of real Iove.
- And he told you this himself? - Yes, he did.
'Cause it's not often that I request...
a personal audience with a fact checker.
It's 'cause I need to know you're sure.
I'm 100%%% positive.
Great.
I guess people wanna believe in true Iove,
don't they?
Speaking of which, I understand...
that you're headed off to Verona...
for a pre-honeymoon?
Explain that to me.
It's just a vacation before the wedding.
It's our Iast chance to spend time alone...
- before his restaurant...
Well, it's the city of Iove, isn't it?
Yeah. But I...
Good choice, and good work. Thank you.
I was thinking. What if while I'm there,
I write?
But you're such a good fact checker.
- Have a great trip. - Thank you. See you Iater.
Who goes on a honeymoon...
without a wedding? You are so Iucky.
Well, Victor's restaurant opens...
in six weeks, so it's our Iast chance.
Okay, do not Iet him pay attention...
to anything but you, okay?
- You throw his cell phone in the Adriatic.
But he has to meet suppliers.
- Sophie... - It's fine. I promise.
Okay. Wait, what?
Hey, sweetheart,
can I help you carry your magazine?
Okay, no problem.
Oh, my God.
Hey, close your eyes.
CIose your eyes, close your eyes.
CIose your eyes. Open your mouth.
- It's good? - Yeah.
Yes? No? Yes?
Yes? I have reinvented the noodle,
I'm telling you.
Just try this one...
because this one's really good.
It's the same thing, but different. Fatter.
- Mmm. - More of, you know... No?
- It's good, right? Yeah? - Mmm-hmm.
You know, I mean, modestly speaking,
I think I'm creating a masterpiece.
I don't know. I mean, there's one...
that just came out perfect right now,
- which is... I think it's this one. I think it's...
Victor?
- Try it. Even though it's dry, try it.
Victor, Victor...
- Can I just say something? - What?
We're Ieaving in 1 2 hours,
and you haven't packed for Verona.
- At all.
Yeah, that's right, that's right.
- Yeah. I get too carried away. - Do we clean this up?
No, no.
- It's gonna be incredible. - I know. I'm so excited.
Sophia!
Sophia! Wherefore art thou, my sweet Sophia?
- I Iove this place. I Iove. Right?
It's amazing.
- I have to show you the most beautiful...
You know what's even more amazing?
- What?
I just got off the phone with Signor Morini,
and he's arranged a private tour for us...
with each and every one of my suppliers.
We're starting off with the oldest and...
most beautiful vineyard in all of Veneto.
Yeah?
Victor.
Sophie, come on. No, you're not getting it.
I mean, we're gonna go to the oldest,
the most beautiful vineyard around.
This is romantic. AII right?
We're gonna go there,
we're gonna drink a Iittle wine,
we're gonna get a Iittle tipsy,
and we're gonna come back and we're gonna...
I mean, how was it?
I tried to talk to Bobby again.
How did it go?
It didn't go, because I didn't talk to him.
Why? Because I was scared.
Really?
It's time for me to stop...
checking facts and actually start writing.
Yeah, yeah, it's your passion. You should do that.
It's the grape that I told you about...
- that they use for the region, Soave?
Right, right, right.
- You know. You remember? - Yeah.
Mmm. Mmm!
- Do you Iike? - This is good.
- - Wow.
It's fresh flower and fruit. Do you feel it?
Yeah? You feel it? It's so good.
Smile.
Sophie.
Mmm! Mmm-hmm.
We have to get tickets to the opera...
before they sell out.
- We need to see the Castelvecchio.
Yeah, yeah.
We have to see Lake Garda...
- and Juliet's house. - Yeah, of course. Yeah.
Sophie, this is beautiful.
This is incredible. The smell...
Mmm!
Sophie, this is amazing! This is great!
I wish I was a Iittle mouse Iiving in your cheese cave.
Hey, that was Signor Morini on the phone.
You know, he's inviting us to this incredible forest,
that's just, Iike, 120 kilometers away.
- And they dig these exquisite truffles...
Wait. 120 kilometers?
- Yeah, it's not Iike miles, Sophie.
No, I understand the difference, but I just...
I just don't understand why you wanna go...
120 kilometers to see a mushroom.
It's not a mushroom, okay?
It's a truffle. It's a tartufo. It's the thing...
that you put on top of pasta, you know?
- A tartufo? - It's something else. It's...
Come on,
you've been having a good day, right?
It was fine.
But now, I just...
To be honest, I don't really feel Iike going...
to see a mushroom.
Okay, fine, I get it. I get it. It's fine. I get it.
I mean, just don't call it a mushroom, okay?
Yeah, okay.
You know what?
Why don't you go see the truffle place...
- and I'II go do my thing and sightsee?
Really?
Yeah. Win-win.
'My dear Juliet...'
'Dear Juliet,
the man that I love is not my husband.'
Are you okay?
Take this basket and... Come si dice?
Dig in.
Dig in?
You are the translator from the employment office?
- No. No, I mean...
I have been waiting two weeks.
I'm sorry. My name is Sophie. I just... I followed you,
and I saw that you put the Ietters...
into a basket,
and I just wondered why.
Why?
You are a writer?
Yeah, I am. I am a writer.
Come. I show you.
They come from all over the world...
every day.
But taking their Ietters?
Is that not Iike taking pennies...
from a wishing well?
How else can we give them answers?
Oh, my God. So, you write all of them back.
Yes.
- You're all Juliet? - Her secretaries.
Donatella has been married 51 years...
to the same man.
She handles husband problems.
Husbands are Iike wine.
They take a Iong time to mature.
Francesca is a nurse.
She deals with illness and Ioss.
And Maria...
Why do you always sigh when you say my name?
She has 12 children, 29 grandchildren,
and 16 great-grandchildren.
- She writes whatever she Iikes.
And you?
Isabella answers the ones you can barely read.
Yeah, the Iovers' quarrels,
the breakups, the really tangled hearts.
Someone has to do it.
My mother.
Would you Iike to stay for dinner, Sophie?
Mamma, this is not an insult.
I make a beautiful dish, big enough for the whole town,
and she says no.
I would Iove to, but I do... I have to go.
This is the problem of the americani.
- AIways running. - PIease, Mamma.
I have to meet my fiance.
Fiance?
At Ieast take some dessert for you and your fiance.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
You know, 1 20 kilometers each way...
and I'm still beating you?
- Congratulations. - What? Yeah. What?
I mean, how was Verona? How was it without me?
Empty? Half-empty? Completely empty?
Half-empty.
- I met the Secretaries of Juliet.
Juliet?
- Like Juliet Capulet? - Yeah.
There are these women that call themselves...
the Secretaries of Juliet,
and they write Ietters to people...
that write Ietters to Juliet.
And then these secretaries,
they work for the city of Verona,
and, Iike, all these people,
these brokenhearted women all over the world,
come and they write Ietters...
- and Ieave them on the wall. - What's in the bag?
I don't know.
So, they post these Ietters.
They post them on the wall in Juliet's courtyard,
and then these secretaries come back...
with this basket...
and they retrieve the Ietters every day.
And then they write back, as Juliet,
to all the Ietters...
that have return addresses on them.
Mmm-hmm.
This is their job. I mean, it's so unbelievable.
This is their passion. It's what they do every day.
Mmm. Mmm.
- They Iiterally will work all day, every day.
Mmm! Oh, my God!
- And they've been doing it for years.
Sophie. Wow. This is incredible!
And they...
This is incredible.
Oh, my God.
This is great. Try this, try this.
You have to try this. Oh, my God.
No... Give it a good bite. Come on.
Your Victor is very passionate.
Yes, yes, I know.
But he seems to think that he's Italian...
since we got here.
And although imitation is, of course,
the highest form of flattery,
his imitations are not very good.
Okay, that woman is amazing. I mean, she's incredible.
She's incredible. I think I'm in Iove.
- Absolutely. - You're in Iove with her?
- Yeah. Yeah. - Really?
Okay. Just say no.
Just say no, and I won't do it, really.
I mean, I'm dying to do it, but I won't.
Okay. What?
Angelina's offered...
to teach me some secrets today.
- Okay. - Yeah.
Okay, right now and all day?
Like, right now. That's crazy, right?
I mean, now. That's amazing.
I mean, she's making...
risotto all'Amarone, right? Yeah?
- Good risotto. - You see?
You see, it's, Iike, 300 years old...
or something, her recipe. It's fantastic.
Okay. That's great. But... So, no Lake Garda then today?
Oh, yeah. Lake Garda...
I mean, Lake Garda's been there...
for, Iike, 500,000 years, you know.
And right now, Angelina's offered to help me.
And, you know,
I mean, I'm here, we're here, you know.
- We're having a good time. - You, Paul Newman,
you want to work, you have to watch!
You see? I mean, you see,
I became Paul Newman. AII right?
Okay, what shall I do? I mean, my hands are tied.
I don't know. I don't know.
You could help us if you Iike.
- Yeah! Yeah. The Ietter thing, right?
Why not?
Yeah, yeah, you write the Ietters...
and I'II cook. And Iater we eat and...
Win-win.
How Iong have you and Victor been engaged?
AImost a year.
Wow. And may I ask...
why don't you wear an engagement ring?
Yeah, see, that's... That's me. I insisted.
He was so busy, you know,
this whole restaurant and everything.
And I guess I felt it unnecessary.
Still, a girl should have a ring.
'I didn't go to him, Juliet.
'I didn't go to Lorenzo.
'His eyes were so full of trust.
'I promised I'd meet him to run away together...
'because my parents don't approve.
'But instead, I Ieft him waiting for me,
below our tree,
'waiting and wondering where I was.
'I'm in Verona now.
'I return to London in the morning,
and I'm so afraid.
'PIease, Juliet, tell me what I should do.
'My heart is breaking,
and I have no one else to turn to.
'Love, CIaire.'
And it's been there for all those years?
I think she came back to find her one true Iove.
And they had 10 children...
and still make passionate Iove every night.
Except he got bald and fat...
and she has to do all the work.
- Francesca. - Francesca.
And maybe she stayed in London and married a duke...
and Iived happily ever after, just Iike me.
- But you married an accountant, not a duke.
Nobody's perfect.
And I bet when she's making Iove...
to that duke...
- Yeah?
...she's imagining her first Iove, Lorenzo.
Isabella, I have to write back.
Then answer her.
Good night, friends.
Good night.
Hey.
- Sorry I'm Iate. - No, it's fine. No worries.
- How was your day? Good? - It was...
- It was so good. - Yeah?
- Yeah. - Good. I'm glad.
How was Angelina?
Yeah, it was good. I mean, she's amazing,
you know. That woman is incredible.
She's very instinctive, you know.
She cooks without recipes.
I mean, she's incredible.
- She's invited me to cook again.
Really?
Yeah. Yeah,
I think I can Iearn a Iot from her.
But...
No, no, you first, you first. Sorry, sorry.
- No, just real quick. I just...
Mmm-hmm?
I had the most amazing day.
I got to answer a Ietter that was written 50 years ago.
I know it might not get there,
but it just feels so good to write.
Yeah, I think you should spend more time...
with them.
- Why?
Because it's your passion, right?
And also because it fits perfectly.
Because I just got off the phone...
with Signor Morini,
and he's invited me to this amazing...
wine auction that's happening in Livorno.
- In Livorno? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
It's super-exclusive.
I mean, I don't know...
I don't know if I can get a ticket, you know.
I mean, I'II be off, Iike, a day or two, max.
If you want, I'II try to get two tickets,
- but I'm not sure I can get two tickets.
Yeah.
To a wine auction? In Livorno?
Yeah, it sounds terrible. I know.
I'm sorry. I'm so... I feel terrible now.
I feel terrible. I mean, it's...
I miss you already, you know.
- I'II be back very soon. Okay? - Yeah. Be careful.
Bye! Ciao.
Listen to what this poor girl writes.
'Juliet, is there anything worse...
in this world than a man?'
Excuse me.
I'm sorry to interrupt,
but are you the Secretaries of Juliet?
- Yes, that's us. - Great.
May I ask, which one of you wrote this Ietter...
to my grandmother, CIaire Smith?
I wrote that.
And I can't believe that it found you.
Yes. We Brits tend to stay in our family homes.
Yeah. This is amazing.
It's Iess than a week since I mailed it.
It was a very thoughtful Ietter.
Now, what were you thinking?
I was thinking that she deserved an answer.
Yeah, 50 years ago, maybe. Not now.
I'm sorry. I didn't know true Iove...
had an expiration date.
True Iove? Are you joking?
Could you imagine what would've happened...
if she hadn't seen sense?
Well, yeah, you wouldn't be here,
and that would be an upside.
What are you doing here anyway?
What, are you some Ionely American girl...
who has to Iive vicariously through others?
I'm not Ionely. I am engaged.
My condolences to the groom.
Excuse me!
So that's it? You've come all the way...
from London to give me a Iecture?
No, I came because I couldn't Iet...
my grandmother come on her own.
CIaire is here? Why?
I think even you might be able to work that one out.
Oh, my God!
That's awesome!
She's come to find her Lorenzo!
Awesome?
And if Lorenzo doesn't want to see her,
has forgotten her,
is gravely ill or dead,
Iet's say, just for fun, then what?
Thought so.
I want to meet her. I'd Iike to meet CIaire.
And I want to play for Manchester United,
but I'm shit at football.
You don't think that she wants to meet me?
I honestly think...
she has no interest meeting a woman...
that can manage to jam, 'Oh, my God'...
and 'awesome' into the same sentence.
Gran, they're closing up. We should go now.
Excuse me. CIaire? Hi. Hi. My name is Sophie,
and I wrote you the Ietter.
Letter? From Juliet?
Goodness! Thank you.
Thank you. But however did you find us?
- Well, your grandson found me, actually.
You did?
Right, well, the thing is,
- I thought we should...
Yeah, well, he's very sweet...
and very charming, and he thought...
that you might Iike to meet me.
Uncharacteristically thoughtful of you, dear.
Yes, well, under the circumstances,
it seems a Iittle churlish not...
to meet the woman responsible...
- for this voyage of Iunacy. - Okay.
Charlie doesn't approve,
which makes this all the more fun.
We were just going for a glass of wine.
Would you Iike to join us?
Absolutely not.
- What? - Absolutely not.
It's been a Iong day. It's too Iong a day.
- Okay, darling. Have a good sleep.
But I...
Do you know somewhere we could go?
I actually have the perfect place.
I can't believe you're really here.
I was taking an art course in Tuscany,
staying with a family outside Siena,
and they had a son Lorenzo,
and it was Iove at first sight.
He had such gentle blue eyes.
And he told me I was very beautiful.
And he gave me this ring.
We wanted to get married,
but I'd got exams back in England...
and my parents would never have agreed,
and I got scared,
and I ran away.
Now...
what I really want is to...
tell him that I'm so sorry I was such a coward.
Of course, a card or Ietter is just too simple.
So, you've come to find your Lorenzo?
Yes, and I think I know where he is.
Where?
On the farm, just near Siena.
Charlie's driving me down tomorrow.
Only because I didn't want you to hitchhike.
Well, he thinks it's a big mistake.
Because you don't have a romantic bone...
in your body.
No, no. It's because I am a realist.
No. Because you are an Englishman!
Cold as fish!
Right. And who was it that wrote Romeo and Juliet?
Williamo Shakespearelli, a great Italian.
They're mad. They're mad.
Sophie, my dear.
Good night. Thank you so much.
Thank you.
Good night. Good night, everybody.
- Good night. - Charlie, Iet's go.
- Good night, Iadies. Ciao. - Good Iuck.
- Bye. - Ciao.
How wonderful would it be if she found her Romeo?
Imagine if she did, 50 years Iater,
all because you found that Ietter.
Nobody would believe it if it weren't true, you know.
Wait! Wait!
- Oh, for... Here she comes. - Sorry.
- May I come with you to find Lorenzo?
Come with us?
What about this fiance of yours?
You're in the city of Iove and you want to come with us?
Yes, I do. Because he's busy and I'm free.
And I mean...
- Of course, if it's not an intrusion.
No, no, it's not an intrusion.
I just... Listen,
- I do have one thing to tell you first.
It's not an intrusion.
This is not entirely selfless.
It started out as a simple reply...
to your Ietter,
and now I think it's so amazing...
what you're doing,
- and I'd Iove to write about it if it's okay.
A journalist.
Gran, a journalist...
trying to pry into our private Iives.
Charlie, come on.
It's hardly state secrets, is it?
I'm not a journalist.
I would Iike to be some day, but...
And you think Gran's story is your ticket?
I think it's a story worth telling.
I'd Iove to have you with us.
- Really? - Yes. Of course.
We would.
How much time...
did you actually spend with Lorenzo?
Every second that we could.
I'd go to meet him after class,
to the farm where he was working,
and we'd sit under the trees and we'd share...
some bread with tomatoes and olive oil.
- It's so romantic. - Yeah.
What's so romantic about eating in the dirt?
Really?
The dirt.
Well, you see, he Ioved the earth.
He Ioved talking to me about the rain...
and the springs of fresh water,
and we'd walk for miles and miles.
We'd Iie in the dry grass.
I can still remember...
the smell of his sweet, hot sweat and...
Okay. Okay, Gran. We get the picture.
So you must feel Iike you're about...
to find your Iong-Iost soul mate.
Yes.
Her soul mate was my grandfather.
Let's not invalidate my entire existence.
Okay, I'm sorry, I just...
That's clearly not what I meant.
Charlie's just Iike my husband.
Both skeptics.
My husband always insisted...
that Iove was nothing but hormones.
But you see, underneath,
he had such a warm, passionate heart.
And Charlie's just the same.
Tell me about the guy you're in Iove with.
Victor.
Yeah.
- Well, Victor is a chef, an amazing chef.
Wow.
Yeah. He's opening his own restaurant...
in New York.
And that's the reason we're here.
We're meeting suppliers all around.
And he's actually... He's in Livorno...
at a wine auction as we speak.
That sounds fun.
For him. Yeah.
Well, and do your parents Iike him?
Yeah, my dad. My dad Iikes him.
My mom Ieft us when I was nine.
Oh, dear.
- Oh, dear. I'm sorry about that.
That's okay. It was a really Iong time ago.
SIowly, slowly.
How do you want to go about this?
Ring the doorbell.
What if the wife answers...
and goes into a fit of jealous rage? Gran?
Well, I'd be flattered.
I'm more worried that he won't remember me.
Right. Let's go home then, Gran,
before this all ends in tears.
Come on. There's no one in.
I'm gonna check the back.
There's no... We made our best effort.
There's no need to prolong the disappointment.
It's me, yeah.
Good afternoon. I'm Charlie Wyman.
This is my grandmother, CIaire,
- and Sophie. - Ciao.
I'm CIaire. Do you remember?
CIaire.
It's not him.
Are you sure?
It's not his eyes.
Let's make sure.
Do you remember what you were doing...
in the summer of 1957?
The summer of 1957, I will never forget,
I met the most beautiful girl with Iong, blonde hair.
Nana!
We married that year.
- I curse that woman! - What?
- Oh, no! - Right.
I curse her eyes! I curse her teeth!
I curse her mustache!
But why are you asking?
Why you bring up such a horrible memory?
Well, that went well.
Can't say we didn't try, Nana. I'm sorry. Truly.
Are you for real?
If I actually knew what that question meant,
I might attempt to answer it.
He can't be the only Lorenzo Bartolini...
in Tuscany.
Well, he's the only one around here, so...
I haven't flown all the way here...
to pack it in now.
Nana, what do you want to do?
You want to start knocking on every door...
asking if Lorenzo's in? I mean...
How many can there be?
Seventy-four?
Seventy-four Lorenzo Bartolinis...
and you want to go on a scavenger hunt?
Impossible.
We're going home in the morning.
Come on, Charlie, will you calm down?
Sophie, what do you think?
Gran, what do you mean,
what does she think? She doesn't think.
This was her brilliant idea. It's over! Done!
We found Nemo.
The curtains have closed.
- Sophie. - Listen, this is my job.
I find things.
And through process of elimination...
and caveat emptor, which will require...
assembling a few more facts,
we can narrow this down considerably.
Did Ms. Awesome For Real just use caveat emptor?
Oh, please, all right. I went to Brown.
Double Major. Minor in Latin.
This is madness. It's madness.
Charlie, didn't you say you wanted to go and swim?
- We are working. Go away.
This is utter, complete mad...
Work!
I can't believe it.
Ridiculous.
He's a good-Iooking sort.
Isn't he?
AII right. Are you sure that
Lorenzo would never have Ieft this area?
He Ioved this Iand. I'm quite certain.
May I?
Our Lorenzos.
Are you sure that you have time for all this?
Ciao. How are you?
I'm good. How are you?
You know what?
I was just witnessing this most incredible,
incredible Sauterne auction.
It was just beautiful. It was incredible.
How's it going?
I'm good. I'm in Siena right now.
What? In Siena?
- What are you doing in Siena? - I'm writing a story.
We're kind of on a bit of an adventure,
Iooking for somebody that she used to know 50 years ago.
You know what, baby? You know what?
I mean, this isn't a good time because
I'm in the middle of something,
but, I mean, I'm glad you called because
I was actually just gonna call you right now.
You know, the opportunities here are really,
really, really incredible, you know,
and I think
I'm gonna have to stay till Friday.
Can I stay or should I skip it?
I mean, I feel horrible, but...
No, do it. PIease.
I'm gonna need until Friday, as well.
Great. So Friday, all right? Friday.
Friday's good. Okay. Win-win.
CIaire?
I'm free.
- Free for what? Free for what? - She's coming.
- She's coming with us. - She's coming? Splendid.
That's splendid! Fantastic!
- Okay? - Okay.
Good Iuck.
It's not him.
Oh, my God. No!
Well, wouldn't this be nice, Gran?
Going from a boy who works the fields...
to a man who owns them.
And you got to skip the messy bits.
Life is the messy bits.
Peccato it wasn't me.
Yes.
I would have never Iet you go.
Believe me.
What is it with you and Italian men?
They fall at your feet.
It's such a shame.
I think I could've been happy here.
Happy? Did your grandson just say happy?
I said could have been.
Let's not get carried away. I have a reputation to uphold.
Charlie, why don't you tell Sophie...
about your pro bono Iegal work?
I can't imagine...
she'd have much interest, Gran.
- Try me. - You know the sort of thing,
defending the defenseless, preserving...
human rights, helping refugees get asylum.
- You Iook surprised. - I'm so surprised.
I just didn't have you pinned down...
as the save-humanity type at all.
Really?
And what type did you have me pinned down for exactly?
Well, I was Ieaning towards elitist Oxford prig,
but now that you mention it,
self-satisfied do-gooder works, as well.
I guess you're a poor judge of character then.
But she does deal with facts, Charlie.
Okay.
- I'm off to bed. - Okay.
- Good night, darling. - Good night. SIeep well.
- May I walk you to your room? - Be nice to each other.
She is awesome.
I respect your usage of the word...
this one instance.
Oh, I'm flattered. Thank you for approving.
You're very welcome.
Right. Well. Should we hit the sack?
Sorry. I guess I...
Well, as much as I'd Iove to sit here...
and drink the whole bottle of Caparzo...
No, go to bed. You should. Good night, Charlie.
Right.
- Well, good night. - Good night.
Forgive me. Where are my manners?
You know, I've been wondering that...
since I met you.
Yes, well, I don't know what it is,
but you seem to bring out the very worst in me.
- Somehow it's my fault. - AII of this is your fault.
You wrote that blasted Ietter.
Nonetheless, may I walk you to your room?
You know, I'm not the buttoned-up,
buttock-clenching killjoy you try to make me out as.
Right. And I made you argue that...
true Iove is bollocks.
Guilty.
It's just that I'm genuinely worried for her.
I know she may seem carefree,
but her Iife hasn't been all that simple.
Is it that unreasonable for me to worry?
No, but I have a really good feeling...
about this. You'II see.
Let's hope you're right.
Signora Claire.
Signor Bartolini.
We're not done yet.
Of course we're not, darling.
Hello.
- Hello? - Hello.
Hi. Is CIaire with you? No?
No, no. She's turned in early, actually.
Okay.
I was gonna ask if you wanted dinner, but...
I just... I wanted to get started on my story.
How's it coming?
It's coming okay.
Am I in it?
- You may be. Why? - Can I read just a Iittle bit?
- Are you kidding me? - Come on, just a Iittle bit.
Absolutely not.
How am I to be sure that I'm being properly portrayed?
No, you are. Believe me. You are.
- What's that supposed to mean? - It means good night, Charlie.
- Good night. - Okay.
Yeah.
Good night.
- What? Okay. - Is this...
one of those situations...
where you're really saying the opposite...
of what you actually mean?
No.
Right.
Good night then.
Good night, Charlie.
Good morning.
Gran wants to sleep in this morning.
Is she okay?
I mean, does she need anything?
No need.
She's tough as old boots, that one.
Churchill in a dress.
So, I thought I'd see a bit of Siena...
since we're here.
It's a good idea.
I suppose you want to keep on writing.
I mean...
Work, work, work.
Admirable trait.
Right, of course. Carry on then.
Charlie?
Since we're here...
I hate to compliment you, but what...
you're doing for CIaire is really...
It's sweet, and I...
I imagine that you'd rather be spending...
your holiday elsewhere,
so did you volunteer your services, or did...
your parents? I mean, where do they fit in?
I'd Iike to think they're someplace nice.
They were killed in a car accident...
when I was 10.
I'm sorry.
God, I'm sorry.
Thank you, Sophie. I appreciate it.
It was a difficult time.
Gran Iost her son.
I Iost my parents.
I'm not a big believer in happy endings,
I'm afraid.
Anyway, Gran stepped in. Took an angry,
obnoxious, young boy under her wing...
and made me the simply unpleasant man
I am today.
So, isn't your fiance...
starting to get just a tad Ionely?
You know, Victor's having...
the time of his Iife right now.
And I doubt he even notices that I'm gone.
What about you?
- Don't you have a girlfriend?
That is a very, very Iong story.
Yeah? I'm not surprised.
It's been about a year since I've seen Patricia.
And you broke up with her?
Are you insinuating that I'm more the type...
to be dumped rather than do the dumping?
Maybe I am.
Actually, I did break up with Patricia.
This time.
Okay, that's enough.
AII right. That's enough.
- Sophie... - That's enough.
- Your writing is really good. - Thank you.
No. It's really, really, really good.
Why are you so surprised?
How come you've never shown your work to anyone?
- I never feel Iike it's finished.
Why?
Because I guess I'm a perfectionist.
You know that's just another way...
of saying 'I'm a chicken'?
Listen. You've got nothing to be afraid of.
You're not a fact checker. You're a writer.
- What was that for? - I'm not a chicken.
- And I'm not a gentleman. -
Do you think we should get back to CIaire?
Yeah. Many more Lorenzos.
Okay.
We should get back to CIaire.
I am Lorenzo Bartolini!
Take him! Take him!
I am Lorenzo Bartolini!
Wow.
I am Lorenzo Bartolini!
Do you know what you are?
You are the Montagues and the Capulets.
You mean... Well, at Ieast I'm not Romeo.
- That's the understatement of the century.
No, no, no, because you see,
if I found the Iove of my Iife,
I wouldn't stand there Iike an idiot...
whispering in a garden.
I would just grab her from that...
blasted balcony and be done with it.
Do you believe in destiny?
Do you?
Yeah, I think so.
I think it's destiny that I'm here, right now.
With CIaire.
Of course. Of course. With CIaire.
Well, this is the street.
Well, there's 2. Here's number 2.
This is what I feared the most.
- Charlie, we don't even know if it's him.
I hope it's not. I hope it's not.
- Either way, we're finished. We're done.
No. Not here.
When do we stop?
Over the next hill? Or the next?
Scour the whole country?
No. No. It ends here.
There are other Lorenzos not too far away from here.
It's not the ending you want, is it?
This isn't just a clever story...
- with a clever ending. - Stop it, Charlie.
- It's our Iife. It's my Gran's Iife.
It's not about...
Charlie, it's not about a story.
No, no, no, she's already Iost the man once.
How many more times would you have her Iose him?
You know what?
I don't expect you to understand any of this...
because you don't know a thing about real Ioss.
Yeah.
You're wrong.
Sophie's mother ran away from her...
when she was a Iittle girl.
It's different, Gran. It's different.
You're right.
But
Sophie's mother chose to Ieave her.
And you always knew your mum and dad
Ioved you.
Come in.
Hi.
Oh, dear.
I just wanted to see if you were all right.
I'm okay.
CIaire, I'm so sorry if I caused you...
No.
Every minute has been so special.
Darling.
May I?
One of the great joys in Iife is having one's hair brushed.
Charlie, say you're sorry.
In the eye, Charlie. With contrition.
Sophie...
- Thank you. - ...I'm afraid I...
In the eye.
Yes, Gran, I'm not 1 2.
Prove it.
I'm sincerely sorry, Sophie.
It won't happen again.
Excellent.
Sophie,
- I want to make a toast. - Thank you.
I want to thank you for the wonderful thing...
you did for a complete stranger.
I'II never forget it.
Nor I.
I've had the most incredible few days.
I really have,
and I can't thank you enough for Ietting me tag along.
I think you did more than tag along.
Here is to all our Ioved ones, wherever they may be.
May I join you?
PIease.
I am sorry, Sophie.
I used to Iay out under the stars as a kid,
in the summertime.
'Doubt thou the stars are fire...
'Doubt that the sun doth move'
'Doubt truth be a Iiar...
'But never doubt I Iove'
Do you think he's out there? Lorenzo?
Yeah.
He's somewhere.
And am I wrong? To insist she quit?
No, you know,
you can't go on forever.
At some point, you have to stop.
Then why is it that
I feel Iike a schoolboy on Sunday?
It's nearly tomorrow and I don't want to go.
Me, either.
And I always Iiked school.
- Morning. - Morning.
Thank you.
How'd you sleep?
I slept fine. How about you?
Yes. Great. Thanks.
Good morning. Good morning.
- How are you? - Good morning, my darling.
It's a beautiful day.
Sophie, would you mind going in the front?
Because I'd Iove to stretch my Iegs for a bit.
Okay.
Fantastic, darling.
The stars were spectacular from my window.
Look. That vineyard. That's our favorite wine.
Let's turn in there and have a goodbye toast.
Okay.
Charlie, stop!
Nana, what is it?
It's Lorenzo.
Who?
The boy?
AII right, Nana. Let's get you in the shade.
Shall we?
I am Lorenzo Bartolini.
Sophie. I think this is...
- Do you know a Lorenzo Bartolini?
I asked him and...
- I am Lorenzo Bartolini. - You are!
Oh, my... Sophie, he's the grandson!
- Can I help you? - Yes.
We're Iooking for a Lorenzo Bartolini.
I am Lorenzo Bartolini.
- He's Lorenzo, too.
Do you have a father also named Lorenzo?
Yes, he went out riding. But what can I do for you?
I'm sorry. We're being terribly rude.
- I'm Charlie Wyman. - I'm Sophie.
Lorenzo. Lorenzo.
We have been on quite a journey...
for your father.
You see,
my grandmother, CIaire, knows him.
Charlie. Charlie, Iet's go!
Let's go!
AII right.
Nana, Nana, Nana, Lorenzo is here.
He's out riding,
but he's going to be back any minute.
Well, then, Iet's go before he comes back.
Nana, we've come all this way.
- Come on. - I've been ridiculous.
I've been completely ridiculous.
He knew me when I was 15 years old, a girl.
That girl's gone.
Oh, my God.
CIaire?
Yes.
So many years.
Yes, 50.
If you allow me.
I really don't know how to express myself.
Well, I went for a ride this morning...
as an old man,
and I came back as a teenager again.
I'm so very happy you all meet CIaire...
and her grandson, Charlie,
and their Iovely friend, Sophie.
My dear CIaire,
you have told me you Iost your Jack.
- And you know I Iost my Rosa. - Yeah.
But destiny wanted us to meet again.
Health to the Bartolini family.
To the Bartolinis.
I'm sorry I was Iate.
No.
When we are speaking about Iove,
it's never too Iate.
Well, bad Iuck, eh?
AII hope Iost and he rides in...
at the Iast moment on a white horse.
No one will believe it.
Promise me...
Promise me you'II finish the story.
I guess this is it.
And I'm sorry it is.
Yeah, me, too.
Sophie, I...
I never should've kissed you.
I was completely out of bounds.
Mmm.
You're engaged and...
It's time to go.
Goodbye, Charlie.
I'II miss you.
Hi. It is time to...
I must get back to Victor. Sorry.
Yes. Of course.
So, where's Charlie?
We'II give you a drive there straight away.
No, I'm...
CIaire, I can't take you away from this place, so...
My son can drive you.
- Just a moment. - Yes. Grazie.
I'm so happy for you.
Is something wrong?
No! No.
No. It's just, you know...
And you're Ieaving?
An angel brought you to me.
Thank you.
Thank you. I'II be eternally grateful.
Thank you.
It's very kind. Thank you.
Thank you so much.
- You're always welcome here. - Thank you.
- Thank you, Lorenzo. - Ciao.
Speak soon.
Bye.
Darling, you're family,
so I think you'II understand...
why I'm telling you you're a total idiot.
Okay, okay, then don't sugarcoat it, Gran.
I won't.
How many Sophies do you think there are...
on this planet?
Don't wait 50 years Iike I did.
Go. Go! Go!
I missed you so much! So much.
...in person because I couldn't...
send you an e-mail,
because it was... It just didn't make sense,
because I know you were having...
One second.
Hello? Hey. Yeah, yeah.
We just have to sort out all the deliveries...
that we need to make. I mean...
What happened?
You don't Iike the ending?
No, the ending's fine. It's actually quite moving.
But what happened to the people?
I mean, are they still together?
What about... What about the kid?
What about Charlie? Where's he?
I don't know. I didn't keep in touch.
Do you have any advice?
I think you should buy stock in AIitalia,
'cause all the Iadies are gonna be flocking...
to Verona.
Are you gonna publish this?
Yeah, I'm gonna publish it. It's a good story.
You got anything else for me?
No, not at the moment.
Oh, my God.
You said Tuscan gold, right? Tuscan gold?
Look. This is yellow.
Yellow. Tuscan gold. Yellow.
I mean, there's no Tuscany, there's no gold.
- It's just Iike Limoncello, you know.
Sure.
- Yeah? Can we do it again? - Yeah. Yeah.
- Yeah? AII right, all right, all right.
Let's go. Come on.
Let's try it again.
- Hey, Sophie. - Hi.
Hey, how's your day been?
- I showed my story to Bobby. - Did he Iike it?
Yeah, he's gonna print it.
- Print it? - Yeah.
Wow! Wow. That's pretty great, huh?
- I know. Did you read it? - Yeah, yeah.
- No. I...
Last night I Ieft it out for you to read.
I don't need to.
I mean, I know it's gonna be great.
PIus, I'm gonna see it...
I'm gonna see it when it comes out.
That's why I prefer to buy it.
- You know, I'm surprised, Iike...
Yeah.
- You know? Like... - Watch out! Watch out!
- -
Hold on, hold on, hold on.
- Thanks for Iunch.
Oh, my God. You so deserve this.
I want to be your fact checker for Iife.
Don't ever think...
about going anywhere else, ever. Ever.
I promise.
- Hi, guys. - Hey.
Sophie, these messages are for you.
Oh!
- And a Ietter came for you. - Thank you.
New Yorker.
We were both young when I first saw you
I close my eyes and the flashback starts
I'm standing there
On a balcony in summer air
See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns
I see you make your way through the crowd
And say hello
Little did I know
That you were Romeo You were throwing pebbles
And my daddy said stay away from Juliet
And I was crying on the staircase
Begging you please don't go
Hey, what's that smell? What...
Hey, AIfonzo, AIfonzo. No, no, no, no. We said...
We said we were gonna sweat the onion, yeah.
No, this is caramelized. No. Sweat. Sweat, okay?
I don't know where you got that from.
Okay, come on, do it again.
Hi.
Hey, Sophie.
Hey, Sophie. How're you doing?
Everything all right?
Lorenzo and CIaire are getting married.
Really? Wow.
- When? - On Saturday.
Saturday? This Saturday? Yeah?
Yeah. I'm gonna go.
AIone.
AIone?
Guys, can you step out of the kitchen, please?
Yeah, everyone. Yeah, just Ieave...
Leave everything as it is.
It's fine, it's fine, it's fine.
Everyone, please!
Just out of the kitchen, come on.
Come on.
- Wait. No, no, no. Sophie, wait...
No, no, no. Just...
Let me get this out. PIease?
I really don't know what this is anymore.
I don't know what we're doing.
I mean, we went on vacation...
and we didn't spend any time together.
Yeah, because you were busy writing.
- I didn't mind. - Yeah, but...
- I didn't mind. - I know you didn't mind.
- And you were busy. - Come on...
You went to Livorno and I didn't mind.
- No, no, no, Sophie! No, no, no...
No... Which is what I'm saying.
Victor, we went on, Iike, a honeymoon...
and we didn't mind being apart from each other.
It's not supposed to be that way.
We're supposed to want to be with each other all the time.
Well, I wish I could tell you...
that things are gonna be different...
and that I'm gonna be different,
but I...
- This is who I am. - I know, but I Iove...
I Iove who you are.
But I've changed.
It's not working.
I have to go, Victor.
Romeo, save me, I've been feeling so alone
I keep waiting for you but you never come
Is this in my head? I don't know what to think
He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring
And said, marry me Juliet
You'll never have to be alone
I love you and that's all I really know
I talked to your dad Go pick out a white dress
It's a love story, baby, just say yes...
'Cause we were both young when I first saw you...
- Sophie? - Hi.
- Hey!
Hi.
Can't believe you're here. You Iook beautiful.
When did you get in? Where are you staying?
I haven't figured that out yet.
Well, no need. You'II stay here.
Lorenzo wouldn't have it any other way.
I hope so. How is...
How's our great Lorenzo? Is he as amazing as ever?
- Even more so. - Yeah?
- Actually, I wanna just... - There you are!
I think we're ready in there, and she'II be here any second.
Sophie, this is Patricia.
Hi.
The Sophie?
The Sophie.
It is so nice to finally meet you.
- Well, I'II see you inside. - Okay.
- Don't trip. - As if I'm not nervous enough.
- Bye. - Bye.
Okay.
- It's great to see you. - I'm gonna go in. I will...
- I'II... I'II see you after, okay?
Okay. Yep.
- Hi. - Hi.
- Hi, Sophie. - I'm so happy to see you.
- How are you? How are you? - I'm happy to see you.
Beautiful. Beautiful.
Boy!
- We're here. - It's amazing.
I just want to say thank you...
on behalf of myself and my Iovely wife,
Ia mia bella CIaire!
And now it's your turn.
- Well... - Go on.
Dear friends,
50 years ago,
I went to Juliet's house in Verona.
I wrote her a Ietter and I asked her a question.
And two months ago, I received a reply.
And without that Ietter,
none of us would be here today.
Sophie, would you mind...
if I read out the words you wrote to me?
AII right?
'Dear CIaire, 'what' and 'if'
'are two words as non-threatening...
as words can be.
'But put them together, side by side,
'and they have the power...
to haunt you for the rest of your Iife.
'What if?
'I don't know how your story ended,
'but if what you felt then was true Iove...
'then it's never too Iate.
'If it was true then, why wouldn't it be true now?
'You need only the courage...
'to follow your heart.
'I don't know...
what a Iove Iike Juliet's feels Iike,
'a Iove to Ieave Ioved ones for,
a Iove to cross oceans for,
'but I'd Iike to believe, if I ever were to feel it,
'that I'd have the courage to seize it.
'And, CIaire, if you didn't,
'I hope one day that you will.
'AII my Iove,
'Juliet'
I'II be right back, all right, Gran?
Sophie?
Of course!
- A balcony. - Well.
What are you doing up there?
I'm gonna go.
Why?
Because this is really painful.
I should have realized sooner, but I didn't,
or I guess maybe I couldn't,
but Victor and I aren't together anymore.
- And I guess I came back hoping that...
Wait, wait. You're not engaged?
No.
But it's too Iate.
It's clearly too Iate.
And it really doesn't matter anymore...
because, honestly,
I Iove you.
I can't believe I just said that.
But I do, I Iove you. It doesn't...
I mean, it shouldn't matter to you,
- because you're here with Patricia.
Patricia?
And you should be back with her right now.
Patricia is my cousin. She's my cousin.
- How is that Iegal? - No...
Sophie... No.
No, no, no. Let me explain!
Sophie, I'm so stupid. There's two Patricias.
There's my cousin, who's here,
and the one...
that I've completely forgotten about.
More importantly, there's only one Sophie.
Now, would you please come down?
Wait, Charlie. Charlie, stop. What are you doing?
Charlie, what are you doing?
Listen to me.
Listen to me very, very carefully.
I Iive in London, a gorgeous, vibrant,
historic city that I happen to Iove Iiving in.
You Iive in New York, which is highly overrated.
- Pardon me? -
But since the Atlantic Ocean...
is a bit wide to cross every day,
swimming, boating or flying, I suggest we flip for it.
What are you saying?
And if those terms are unacceptable,
Ieaving London will be a pleasure,
as Iong as you're waiting for me...
on the other side.
'Cause the truth is, Sophie,
I am madly, deeply, truly, passionately in Iove with you.
You are?
I am.
- Are you gonna kiss me? - Yeah.
Yeah.
Oh, my God!
Charlie!
I can't believe I just did that.
Hi.
Are you okay?
PIease tell me no one saw that.
Nobody saw it.
Good. That's good.
Can you move?
Only my Iips.
What if we were made for each other
Born to become best friends and lovers
I want to stay right here in this moment with you
Over and over and over again
What if this could be a real love
A love, a love, yeah
I don't know what to think
Is this real or just a dream?
In my heart is where you'll be
I'll keep waiting till we meet
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What if we were made for each other
Born to become best friends and lovers
I want to stay right here in this moment with you
Over and over and over again
What if this could be a real love
A love, a love, yeah
I write our names down in the sand
Picturing all our plans
I close my eyes and I can see
You, and you ask, 'Will you marry me?'
Is it made up in my mind?
Am I crazy just wasting time?
I think this could be love I'm serious
What if we were made for each other
Born to become best friends and lovers
I want to stay right here in this moment with you
Over and over and over again
What if this could be a real love?
A love, a love, yeah
Boy, you know you really make my heart stop
Stop, stop
Oh, what if this is real love?
What if this is real love?
Oh, boy, you make my heart stop
You make my heart stop
Yeah