Casanova, Last Love (Dernier amour)

BOHEMIA - 1793

How is Signor Casanova?

He's stopped speaking to us.

He's punishing us.

Are things still bad between you and the servants?

Very bad.

They're all so terribly rude.

When your uncle offered me

this position as a librarian,

he didn't mention that drawback.

When does he come back?

Not before the summer.

That's a lot of suffering,

Are you able to write?

More or less.

It's what saves me.

How far along are you?

I can't remember.

But you...

how far along are you?

We were supposed...

to comment on Aristotle's ethics.

Aristotle can wait.

- Your uncle counts on me. - So do I, for the rest.

All those women...

People exaggerate.

Each one for me

was the first and the last.

I was friends with all of them.

All of them?

Yes.

Except...

except one.

Maybe she's the one you really loved.

Go figure.

Tell me.

We left off at your escape from Piombi prison.

Yes.

That's right.

Well...

now I'm on the road.

I leave for London.

Why?

Against my will.

Do you speak English?

Not the slightest word.

You have friends there?

None.

- Any addresses? - Neither.

- 30 YEARS EARLIER - Well, one or two addresses,

not very recommendable...

Yes. Good luck, Percy.

The red again.

England is an odd country.

It's an island.

The color green is different. All greens are.

Probably.

Does being an island

explain people shitting in parks, asses exposed?

I never saw that at Palais-Royal Square.

They should face us.

Not at all.

By showing us their asses,

they force us to look elsewhere.

Good point.

But for a foreigner like me

it's a bit new.

The English love to hide.

They adore secrecy.

It's why they shit in parks.

They're shameless.

I don't understand.

- Is it to conceal or to expose? - Both.

It seems contradictory, but it's the case.

Shall I send for Annabelle?

Annabelle or another?

Annabelle will be fine.

Have her bring a friend.

Monsieur Casanova?

Yes, sir. He is upstairs.

Sorry for coming without warning.

Bad timing?

Please, I was reading.

You know...

I'm not an aficionado of literature.

Spoken words, yes. Written ones, no.

I adore both.

Something to drink? Port wine? Bordeaux?

A glass of port wine would be lovely.

You left this at my house.

It may be of sentimental value.

Thank you so much.

Yes, it means a lot to me.

Hey, my Lord.

How are you, darling? Can I touch you?

Yeah...

Can I kiss you?

Please, can I kiss you, darling?

Want some love? Want some pleasure?

You're a pretty young lady.

Hey.

I can show you a good time, darling.

My Lord.

Oh, sir!

Have a look over here!

Darling, this way!

I can show you a good time, love.

Come this way!

Your absence had me worried.

I came to see how you are.

But you seem well.

Not that well, Claremont.

My bulimia is back.

This annoying habit, when alone... I can't stop.

But what brings you here tonight?

I wanted to invite you to a day in the country,

at my house in Croydon, an hour from London.

Gladly!

The countryside is infested with thieves.

Bring a purse for them, if ever they stop you.

And of course,

you should travel armed.

Thanks for the advice.

I have excellent guns.

You, here!

No one told me. Let's have a look.

Ever since Venice banished me,

I speak only French.

You were sublime.

You're in London. I had no idea.

It's only been a few days.

I heard you were in Paris.

Paris, Geneva, Vienna.

I'll tell you.

Women?

Yes, women.

Profits too.

Ah yes.

Same as ever.

You could have paid me a visit.

Here I am.

My dear friend...

Excuse me.

Meet Monsieur De Castelbajac.

So this is your first stay in London?

First stay.

Welcome.

You've managed to find suitable lodging?

Very suitable.

Come for dinner. I have an excellent cook.

With pleasure.

The Lady is invited as well.

Which one?

Well...

Whichever one you want.

As for you... do you live alone?

Now, yes. Most of the time as well.

I travel a great deal.

At times I want to settle down, but...

the desire to leave overtakes me.

I see. You're an unstable man.

That's one way of putting it.

For me,

affairs rarely last more than 4 or 5 months.

4 or 5 months?

How do you do it?

I've been madly in love before.

I can't go further.

4, 5 months isn't bad at all.

Some men spend their lives with one woman,

but personally...

I'm saying goodbye. I must go.

Already?

Are you sure you can't stay?

Oh, unfortunately not. I have to be in London this evening.

I've invited Lady Harrington.

Oh, I see. Very well, then.

- Remember your promise. - Of course.

Tell me where you live.

The largest house on Soho Square.

Ask Lord Pembroke.

He knows the way.

Goodbye.

What a delightful woman.

Yes, La Cornelys is.

And what a voice...

You really envy men who settle down with one woman?

At times, but I don't know where I stand.

One day I adore a perfume.

The week after, it makes me ill.

I'm worse.

Once I've slept with a woman,

I can't see her again.

I'll see you later, dear sir.

Place your bets.

Ace wins.

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Ten wins.

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King wins.