It was love at first sight.
But he's never been inside you?
He's always inside me.
What would you do--
What would you do if your parents found out?
It must never happen.
Yeah, I know. But, uh, what if it did?
It must never, never happen.
I understand that. But let's say that it did.
What would you--
What would you do?
I would kill myself.
[ Chuckles ]
Where are you going?
Kitchen. I have to get something to eat.
Good luck.
Theo?
- Theo? - Hmm?
- Want some honey? - No, thank you.
- Oh, it's good. - No.
- It's really good. Try some. - No.
-Just try a little bit. - No. Thank you.
I want you to know that I'm grateful.
grateful?
Remember what you told me in that cafe about you and Isabelle?
- Hmm. - You were right.
I mean, for me, you two are--
you're like two halves of the same person.
Now you've made me feel like I'm a part of you.
Both of you.
Let's get something straight, okay?
You're a nice boy and I like you a lot...
but no...
it wasn't always meant to be the three of us.
I told you something else, remember?
That Isa and I are Siamese twins.
Yeah.
I wasn't joking.
[ Sighs ]
What's this?
That, my dear brother, is a cheese fondue...
accompanied by a compote ofbroccoli and prunes.
- And this? - That's ratatouille.
And you expect me to eat this muck?
- You expected me to cook it. - I prefer to starve.
You will. There's nothing else in the house.
Matthew, can I serve you?
The fondue or the ratatouille?
Which is which?
This is fondue, and this is ratatouille.
No. This is the fondue, and this is the ratatouille.
- The... ratatouille. - Ratatouille.
Uh, that-that"s fine.
Mm-hmm. Okay.
Just eat it as if you were in some exotic country...
you've never visited before and this is the national dish.
It looks like he's vomiting in reverse.
- [ Retching ] - It"s horrible, isn"t it?
I"m sorry, Isabelle. I know you tried.
Thank you, Matthew. I'm glad somebody appreciates my efforts.
- You say there's no food in the house? - Nothing you"d want to eat.
- And we cashed all the cheques? - Yes.
- So what do we do now? - I'm going to call Papa.
The phone is dead!
♪♪[ Rock ]
♪♪[ Continues ]
- ♪♪[ Continues, Fades ] - What's all this?
It's lunch.
So, Isabelle, a filet mignon.
- No. - No?
Oh, Matthew, would you like a rump steak?
[ Speaking French ] Stop it. It's disgusting.
Oh, look. What about this banana?
One banana for three of us?
- Uh, yes. - I'm starving.
Let me see it.
- Why? -Just let me see it.
- What are you doing? -Just watch.
[ Theo Laughs ]
Et voila.
[ gasps, Laughs ]
Oh, Matthew, you never cease to surprise.
- Mmm. - Mmm.
- [ Arguing In French ] - ♪♪[ Man singing In French, Indistinct ]
[ Chattering In French ]
[ Shouting In French, Indistinct ]
[ Chattering ]
- Hey, Theo. - salut.
- [ Speaking French ] Okay? - [ Speaking French ] Fine.
- Where were you the other night? - I couldn't make it. Sorry.
What's up? We hardly see you now.
- We can't count on you. - Stop pissing me off.
You're not with us anymore.
I am, but it's complicated.
Why?
Because! get off my back. I can't explain now.
Loser!
[ Speaking French ] Theo, wait for me.
A little souvenir from Nepal.
Thanks, that's sweet.
- Call me. - Okay, with pleasure.
See you.
[ Matthew Narrating ] We hardly left the apartment anymore.
- We didn"t know or care if it was day or night. - Come on. Come on.
- What? - It felt as if we were drifting out to sea...
leaving the world far behind us.
[ Coughing ]
- Too strong for you? - That was really good.
- good? Again? - Yeah.
No. [ Laughs ]
Clapton's god, Matthew.
I don't believe in god. But if I did...
he would be a black, left-handed guitarist.
This is not Chaplin and Keaton.
This is Clapton and Hendrix.
Matthew, Clapton reinvented the electric guitar.
- [ Muttering, Laughing ] - Matthew, believe me.
- Clapton plugs in a guitar-- - Okay,Jimi Hendrix--
He plugs in an electric guitar, and he plays it like an acoustic guitar.
Hendrix plugs in an electric guitar, he plays with his teeth.
[ Screeching ]
There are soldiers in the Vietnam War right now.
Who are they listening to? Clapton?
No. They're listening to Hendrix, the guy who tells the truth.
[ Yells ] It's fucked up! It's all fucked up!
You're talking about soldiers in Vietnam?
- Yes. - Okay, what are they doing in Vietnam?
- They're at war. - What are they doing? Please tell me.
- They're fighting. - [ Speaking French ] They're killing farmers!
They're dying too.
[ Speaking French ] They're killing children, they're burning fields!
They wanna be there. They wanna die, and they wanna kill people.
Shouldn't you be-- Shouldn't you be in Vietnam?
- Right now, shouldn't you be in Vietnam? - I don't believe in violence.
- Where are you, Matthew? Shouldn't you be there right now? - I'm lucky.
I'm in a university. I have friends who aren't in university.
And they're expendable. They're expendable.
I'm am fucking lucky.
[ Speaking French ] Youngsters that don't want the war.
Do you think you can say it to the government?
"No. I'm against violence. I don't agree with your war.''
- Maybe in France. - Okay, anybody--
In America, you have to go. If you don't go, you go to jail.
Okay, I prefer to go in jail. I prefer to go in jail.
- Instead of killing people, Matthew, I prefer to go in jail. - You don't understand.
I read it in Cahiers du Cinema.
"A filmmaker is like a Peeping Tom.''
A voyeur.
It's as if the camera is a-- [ Blows ]
the keyhole to your parents' bedroom.
[ Laughs ]
And you spy on them, and you're disgusted.
You feel guilty...
but you can't-- you can't look away.
It makes films like crimes...
and directors like criminals.
- [ Laughs ] - It should be illegal.
There goes my chance to be a filmmaker.
- Why? - My parents always left the bedroom door open.
[ Laughs ]
- You'll have to direct theater, not cinema. - [ Sighs ]
[ Theo ] Oh, maybe.
Uh. [ Makes Airplane Sound ]
- Whoop. - [ Laughs ]
Oop.
My parents only fucked once in their life.
That's why we're twins. They didn't want to make it twice.
[ All Laughing ]
♪♪ [ Singing ]
♪♪[ Blues Rock ]
♪♪[ Continues ]
Don't be alarmed, Matthew.
It's good news.
It only happens once a month.
[ Laughs ] Oh.
I love you, Isabelle.
I love you too, Matthew.
Yeah, but I really love you.
I really, really love you too. We both do. Don't we, Theo?
Oh, yeah.
[ Matthew ] That"s not what I wanted you to say.
What do you want us to say?
I wanted you to say you love me.
Wejust did, Matthew.
No, you said you love me too.
I don't want you to say you love me too.
I want you to say that you... love me.
Oh, we love you, we love you, we love you.
That"s not right, either. You have to say it first.
My god, Matthew. You already said it first.
Why is that? Why am I always the first to say it?
Oh, poor Matthew. Oh!
We do love you very much.
I don't want to be loved very much. I want to be loved.
You know what someone once said?
"There's no such thing as love. There are only proofs of love.''
Are you ready to give us proof of your love?
[ Matthew ] You want proof of my love?
Mm-hmm.
Okay.
get out of the bath.
[ Speaking French ] Shaving cream.
- [ Speaking French ] Razor. - [ Speaking French ] Thanks.
- What are you doing? - What do you think I'm doing?
- You're not serious. - Yes, I am.
It's nothing you need to worry about.
- It's an operation I've performed before. - Relax. It grows back.
- You're both fucking crazy! - What's the matter?
This is what you call proof of love? Turning me into a freak?
- One of us, one of us, one of us, one of us. - It"s just a game.
It's just a game!
A game, Isabelle? A game? Think about it.
Think about it. Is this something you do to each other?
You want to shave my pubic hair? You want me to be a little boy for you?
A little prepubescent Theo at six, who you can play games with?
- You can touch peepee. - Matthew,just--
I'll show you mine. You show me yours. Come on! Come on!
Just calm down. We hear you.
Theo, think about it. Think.
You sleep in the same bed together, every night.
You bathe together. You pee in the john together.
You play these little games.
I wish you could step out of yourselves and just look.
- Why? Why are you so cruel? - Because I love you.
You have a strange way of showing it.
No, I love-- I really love you. Both of you.
And I admire you.
And I look at you, and I listen to you and I think...
you're never gonna grow.
You won't grow like this. You won't.
Not as long as you keep clinging to each other the way that you do.
Isabelle, have you ever been out on a date?
- A date? - Yeah, a date.
- What kind of date? - You ever been out with a boy?
- I've been out with Theo. - Not Theo.
Have you ever been out with a boy...
that you met at school that you liked?
I was never taken to school prom, if that's what you mean.
I'm afraid we don't have proms in France.
You have dates in France, Isabelle.
Come on. Have you ever been out with a boy?
Why do you keep asking me that? You know I haven't.
Would you like to?
- Is this an invitation? - It's an invitation.
Would you like to go out on a date with me?
Just the two of us. Don't look at Theo.
Isabelle, you don't need his permission.
♪♪[ Woman singing In French ]
♪♪[ Continues ]
♪♪[ Continues, Indistinct ]
[ Woman speaking French, Indistinct ]
Oh, no, no, no. We can't sit in the front. We have to sit in the back.
The front is for people who don't have dates.
Ooh. Sorry. Excuse me.
- Chocolats glaces, cacahuetes, bonbons. - So we sit in the back.
[ Continues, Indistinct ]
♪♪ [ Movie Soundtrack ]
[ Man On screen ] Ladies and gentlemen...
the motion picture you are about to see...
is a story of music.
I play the role of Tom Miller, an agent--
a small-time theatrical agent who had been a--
Well, you'll see.
This motion picture was photographed in the grandeur of CinemaScope, and--
Pardon me.
♪♪[ Rock "N"Roll ]
[ Tom ] sorry I can"t stay, but I have a train on tap.
All the best,Jerri.
[Jerri ] Can"t stand to hear me sing again, huh?
You know it isn't that.
♪♪ [ Doo-wop ]
♪♪[ Continues ]
♪♪ [ Ends ]
[ Applause ]
♪♪ [ Singing In French, Indistinct ]
[ Shouting, Chanting ]
[ Matthew Narrating ] When I looked at the TVscreen...
I remembered the battle of the Cinematheque.
Except this time the demonstrators weren"t film buffs.
They weren"t even just students any longer.
It was hard to figure out what was happening...
but it looked like shops had closed their doors, factories had gone on strike.
And it was beginning to spread all over Paris.
[ Speaking French ] We're willing to consider...
all legitimate demands.
Theo and I never watch television. We"re purists.
[ Speaking French ] The purest of the pure.
- Well, let's go. - Yeah, but--
Jesus.
[ Laughing ]
- What's wrong? - They're not mine.
[ Woman Laughing ]
[ Softly ] No, no, no. Your room.
- No. - I don't know how long I've been here, but in all that time...
I haven't-- I haven't seen your room.
- You do have a room, right? - Yeah, yeah. Of course I have.
Don't think I've always lived in Theo's pigsty.
- How come you never go in there? How come we never-- - No, no, no.
No, no one's making love on my bed.
- Oh, please? Come on. It's your room. It's part of you. - No. No. No. No.
- I want to see it.Just tonight. - No. No.
Non, non, et non.
[ Matthew Narrating ] I discovered a side of Isabelle I"d never seen before...
a secret side she hadn"t wanted me to see.
I suddenly thought of my sisters" bedrooms in san Diego.
I thought of our house, and our neighbors"houses...
all alike, and their green lawns...
and their sprinklers and their station wagons parked outside the garage door.
♪♪[ Rock ]
♪♪[ Continues ]
What sculpture?
I always wanted to make love to the Venus de Milo.
- ♪♪[ Continues ] - I can't stop you.
I've got no arms.
[ Whispering ] I can't stop you!
♪♪[ Ends ]
♪♪[ Man singing In French ]
♪♪[ Continues ]
What's wrong?
- What's wrong? - [ Crying ]
Don"t. Don"t.
Don't. Don't listen to it.
Don't cry.
- ♪♪[ Continues ] - Shh!
- Don't. - Please. Leave me alone.
Leave me alone. Please. Please.
- Please! - [ Woman Laughing ]
♪♪[ Continues, Louder ]
- [ Screaming ] go away! - Isabelle! Isabelle!
- [ Speaking French ] Theo! Open up! Theo! - Isabelle.!
- Theo! - You're gonna hurt yourself. You're gonna hurt yourself.
- Who are you? - What? What are you talking about?
- What are you doing in my room! - What do you mean, what--
get out! get out!
- Theo! Theo! Theo! - ♪♪[ Continues ]
- Theo.! Theo.! - [ Banging Continues ]
Theo.!
Theo!
♪♪[ Ends ]
[ Theo speaking French ] A revolution isn"t a gala dinner.
It cannot be created like a book, a drawing or a tapestry.
It cannot unfold with such elegance, tranquillity and delicacy...
or with such sweetness, affability, courtesy...
restraint and generosity.
A revolution is an uprising...
a violent act...
by which one class overthrows another.
[ Forced Breathing ]
[ Speaking French ] Chateau Lafite, 1 95 5.
Chateau Chasse Spleen, 1 959.
grand vin, 1 937. Happy Birthday, Papa!
- [ Laughing ] - Uh, good.
- Listen, Matthew. - Yes?
- You're a big movie buff, right? -Oui.
Then why don't you think of Mao as a great director...
making a movie with a cast of millions.
All those millions of Red Guards...
marching together into the future...
with the Little Red Book in their hands.
Books, not guns.
Culture, not violence.
Can't you see what a beautiful, epic movie that would make?
I guess, but...
it's easy to say, "Books, not guns.''
But it"s not true. It"s not books.
It's "book.'' A book. Just one book.
- Shut up. You sound just like my father. - No, no.
No, listen to me. The Red Guards...
that you admire...
they all carry the same book...
they all sing the same songs...
they all parrot the same slogans.
So in this big, epic movie...
everybody... is an extra.
That"s scary to me. That gives me the creeps.
I'm sorry to say it, but for me there is...
a distinct contradiction.
Why?
Because... if you really believed what you were saying...
you'd be out there.
- Where? - Out there, on the street.
- I don't know what you mean. - Yes, you do. There's something going on out there.
something that feels like it could be really important.
Something that feels like things could change.
Even I get that. But you're not out there.
You"re inside, with me, drinking expensive wine, talking about film.
- Talking about Maoism. Why? - Okay. That"s enough.
- No, tell me why. Ask yourself why. - That"s enough.
Because I don't think you really believe it.
I think you buy the lamp, and you put up the posters, but I don't--
I don't think you-- [ Choking ]
- You speak... too much. - [ Breathlessly ] Okay.
[ Choking Continues ]
Theo!Just listen to me. Listen.
I think-- [ Chokes ] I think you prefer--
I think you prefer when-- when--
when the word "together'' means not "a million,'' but just two.
-Oh-oh-oh, boys, boys.! - Or three?
- [ Coughs ] - [ Coughs ]
- Isa. Come and join us. - No, thank you, my sweet.
[ Speaking French ] It smells like a whorehouse.
[ Speaking French ] Thanks a lot.
[ speaking English ] I"ve got a surprise for you. In the salon.
[ Indistinct French ]
[ Laughing ]
- It's beautiful. - Hey, come on! get in!
[ Theo Laughing ]
[ Speaking French ] We used to do this when we were little.
Ow!
[ Chuckles ] More wine.
Thank you.
[ Sniffles ] Isabelle.
Oh! god, your breath is foul!
- Yeah. Oh, I'm sorry. - [ Laughing ]
- You're drunk! - [ Chuckles ]
[ Speaking French ] Yes, I'm drunk.
And you're beautiful.
And tomorrow morning, I'll be sober...
but you'll still be beautiful.
- Eh, bien. - [ Speaking English ] go to sleep, Matthew.
Yes.
[ French, Indistinct ]
[ Speaking French ] Idiot...
you can hardly keep your eyes open.
[ Isabelle speaking English ] Night-night.
[ Isabelle ] Theo? Theo?
[ Speaking French ] Wake up.
[ groans ]
[ Speaking French ] What is it?
I want you to listen.
- Why? - Because.
- Theo-- - Mm?
I love you. You know that?
I love you too.
You love me too? That's funny.
Are you listening?
It's forever, right?
- What's forever? - The two of us.
- Right? - Yes.
Why did Matthew say that?
What did Matthew say?
That we're monsters, freaks.
I just want you to tell me that it's forever.
It's forever.
- Isa! - You don't understand.
We'll talk about it in the morning.
I promise.
Oh!
[ Sighs ]
[ Thumps ]
Good. We must leave now, darling.
- Already? - What would you like? To have dinner with them?
Let's leave on tiptoe.
♪♪[ Rock Drums, Bass ]
[ Door shuts ]
♪♪[ Rock Guitar ]
[ Engine Starts ]
♪♪[ Fades ]
[ gasps ]
[ Coughs ]
[ grunts ]
[ Hissing ]
[ Church Bell Ringing ]
[ splashing ]
[ glass Shattering ]
[ siren Wailing ]
[ Crowd Chanting ]
[ Men Talking On Megaphones ]
[ Speaking French ] Isa? What's happening?
- [ French ] The street came flying into the room! - What?
The street came flying into the room!
- [ Matthew In English ] What"s that smell? - It's tear gas.
[ Crowd Chanting, Rhythmically ]
- [ Crowd Chanting In French ] Hit the streets! - [ French ] go! go on!
[ Speaking French ] Hit the streets!
Matthew!
Isabelle!
- Hi! - Hi!
[ Isabelle And Theo ] Dans la rue.! Dans la rue.! Dans la rue.! Dans la rue.!
[ Angry Shouting ]
[ Crowd Chanting In French ] This is just the start. The fight goes on!
[ All Shouting In French ]
[ Speaking French ]
- Theo, this is wrong. This is wrong. - No, this is wonderful!
This is violence! This is violence.
It's not violence. It's wonderful. Come with me!
This is fucking fascism in a fucking bottle!
[ Speaking French ] I'm no fascist! The cops are fascists!
- Yeah, and then police hit people! - Shut up!
[ Speaking French ] You can't understand. Leave me be!
Listen to me for a second, okay? This is what they do.
This is not what we do. We use this.
- We do this. We use this. We use this! - [ Speaking French ] Stop it!
Isabelle. Come on.
Isa--
- [ Screams ] - [ Man ] Encore les poulets.!