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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!

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ Rock ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ Continues ]

 

- ¢Ü¢Ü[ 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 ]
- ¢Ü¢Ü[ 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 ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü [ Singing ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ Blues Rock ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ Continues ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ 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.

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ Woman singing In French ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ Continues ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ 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 ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü [ 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.

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ 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.

 

¢Ü¢Ü [ Doo-wop ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ Continues ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü [ Ends ]

 

[ Applause ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü [ 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.

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ Rock ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ Continues ]

 

What sculpture?

 

I always wanted to make love
to the Venus de Milo.

 

- ¢Ü¢Ü[ Continues ]
- I can't stop you.

 

I've got no arms.

 

[ Whispering ]
I can't stop you!

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ Ends ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ Man singing In French ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ Continues ]

 

What's wrong?

 

- What's wrong?
- [ Crying ]

 

Don"t. Don"t.

 

Don't.
Don't listen to it.

 

Don't listen to it.
Don't cry.

 

- ¢Ü¢Ü[ Continues ]
- Shh!

 

- Don't.
- Please. Leave me alone.

 

Leave me alone.
Please. Please.

 

- Please!
- [ Woman Laughing ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ 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!
- ¢Ü¢Ü[ Continues ]

 

- Theo.! Theo.!
- [ Banging Continues ]

 

Theo.!

 

Theo!

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ 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.

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ Rock Drums, Bass ]

 

[ Door shuts ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ Rock Guitar ]

 

[ Engine Starts ]

 

¢Ü¢Ü[ 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!

 

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.!