Bobby Deerfield

Key.

Key.

- Key, please. - It goes without a key.

Key.

- Goes without a key. - Key.

- No key. - A key.

Bobby! Bobby! "To Edward. Love to Edward. "

Thank you. Thank you.

Bobby! Bobby! Bobby!

Bertrand!

Holtzmann and Modave.

Bertrand!

We're being premature here, because there's priorities.

I'm not gonna get in my car...

...until I know what was wrong with Modave's car.

- It's the same car. - Bobby, listen.

I went over the car a dozen times, Bobby.

I couldn't find anything wrong.

Don't give me "nothing's wrong. " Please, fellas, what did it, now?

If nothing was wrong, what did it?

We haven't ruled out driver error.

Don't talk to me about driver error.

I didn't come to hear you tell me something...

...that any 10-year-old kid could tell me.

"Driver error"?

Now, come on, what did it? The track was clean.

He wasn't going fast...

...and there was no reason for him to make a mistake on that corner.

Now, what did it?

What's today, the 8th?

The 9th. We've still got three weeks until Jarama.

I don't care if we got three years, I'm not gonna run at Jarama...

...till I know what's wrong with his car.

I'm gonna go over there.

- Maybe something took his attention. - What did you say, Bobby?

I said, maybe something took his attention. Some...

Something headed for the track. A dog, a rabbit or something.

Rabbit?

Who the hell knows.

What about Holtzmann? You hear anything?

His family sent him to Leukerbad. He's got a broken neck.

Hello?

Yeah?

- Who is it? - Your brother.

My brother? What do you mean, my brother?

Shall I tell him you're not here?

No.

I'll talk to him.

- Hello? - It's Leonard.

- I didn't mean to throw you. - Leonard, where are you?

I'm here, in Paris.

What are you doing in Paris?

- How long you been here? - Two weeks. You know that.

I've been leaving messages for two weeks.

Don't give me the old crapola.

- Well, what is it you want? - I wanna talk to you.

- Can I come see you? - No, no. Don't come.

This is a friend's apartment. Don't come here.

Can I...? Why don't I meet you at the airport.

I told you he phoned, when you were at Solda.

You didn't tell me he was in Paris.

You were driving.

Is that the time to announce that your brother is in Paris?

Do you really want to start having all your messages?

Relax. Everything is packed. There's no need to rush.

And you're perfect.

You know that? You're absolutely perfect.

Where's my watch?

She doesn't get it, Robert. Not that I get it either.

You never answer her letter. You never call.

But she still talks about you.

It's not easy hearing how you made her laugh, what you eat, all that crap.

Make her laugh? What do you mean, I made her laugh?

Your impersonations always made people laugh, you know.

What impersonations?

Your impersonations. I don't know.

- Mae West? - Mae West?

I did an impersonation of Mae West?

You and Daddy would do impersonations of Mae West.

He'd tap-dance, you'd sashay around the room...

...like Mae West, and you'd sing...

Well, you got me... Boo-hoo, you've got me crying for you

And it made Mother laugh.

It made all of us laugh.

What did we do, Leonard, live in different houses?

Another drink.

You don't even remember him tap-dancing, huh?

He'd roll up the little rug by the telephone table...

...and he'd do a tap dance. - Take it easy.

- What's the matter with you? - Hey, Bobby.

There's a parcel of land back there for you.

Things are gonna be left there for you. I don't know how you wanna handle it.

If you've got a lawyer, or how you wanna handle it.

I don't know either, Leonard. I don't know about "handle it. " I...

It has to do with what is legal.

There are certain things you have to do.

How's the printing business? How are you doing?

The printing business is a bore, Robert.

But your nephews are great, and they're three years older.

We have a new playroom with a Ping-Pong table.

Mother comes down on Sundays and watches the kids play...

...even though she can't see the goddamn ball.

Now for God's sakes, will you help me out one time?

- Don't lay it all on me, okay? - I don't want to lay it all on you.

It's legal matters. She talks about some land she wants you to have.

What's the matter? Is she sick?

No, she's not sick, but she's 70 years old...

...and she's wrapping stuff around her legs.

I don't want any land, Leonard. I don't want it.

I don't give a damn if you want it or not.

I'm talking about legal matters.

You know something, big shot? You haven't changed a bit. Not a bit.

There. There's some pictures she sent for you.

Tell me something.

You wanna know when she dies?

I'm serious.

If you don't wanna know, I won't tell you.

Yes or no?

When your mother dies, want me to get in touch with you?

No, no. Don't bring any bill. Just answer the question, yes or no?

When the mother dies, does the son wanna know about it?

You go home, Leonard.

Go home.

- Rabbits. - There were rabbits at Silverstone.

There were rabbits on the track at Barcelona.

I always said Spencer Black lost his leg...

...because there was something headed for the track.

I think I'll go see Karl Holtzmann.

His family sent him to Leukerbad.

Deerfield! What the hell?

You have to tell them, Karl. No more starch in the collars.

You come all the way up here from Paris.

That's beautiful.

You're busted up for a while.

What am I supposed to do, sit down there and celebrate?

Well, you might. You won.

How's the pain, Karl? They killing it for you?

Yeah, that's okay now. It's all over.

Good.

Tommy says hello. Mario.

- Everybody. - That's great.

- You're staying for dinner, Bobby. - Sure.

I can't understand how that man made a mistake on that corner.

He made a mistake. He misjudged the turn.

Tommy. You know Tommy. Modave's mechanic.

He had some crazy idea...

...that maybe there was something headed for the track.

A dog, a rabbit, something.

I saw no dog.

That's what I said. But we don't know for sure, do we?

He took too much risks.

There was no dog.

I was thinking, maybe it was the reflection of something.

A lady's pocket mirror.

Bobby, why do you make it so complicated?

I'm not making it complicated, Karl. I'm trying to make it simple.

If there was something on that track, I wanna know about it.

Have some fruit.

How long are you going to stay?

What's the matter, Karl? Did I...?

Did I say something to upset you?

No.

It's okay.

I have to phone my children now.

And then I'll be back and we'll watch...

...that ridiculous entertainment they're planning for us.

I don't speak... No sprechen Sie German.

I'm sorry. Could I have your butter, please? Thank you.

I'm Lillian Morelli.

- You're what? - I'm Lillian Morelli.

- How do you do? - Do you have a name?

Yes. Bobby Deerfield.

You're a friend of the auto racer?

- Yes. - Do you race?

Do I race? Yes.

How do you come to do that?

Just come to do it.

You're from America, of course.

Yes.

Texas?

- No. - California?

No.

You're from a secret place in America?

- I'm from Newark. - New York.

No, no, no. Newark. It's in New Jersey.

I don't know. I don't know Newark.

Are you as famous as your friend?

Am I as famous?

You are more famous and I should know it. I'm sorry.

So tell me, you are more famous because you drive a faster car?

- No. - Could I have your bread, please?

Thank you.

Does your friend know that you're the better driver?

Better...? I didn't say I was better.

I thought you said it. Are you the better driver?

Sometimes.

So you know many things about death, about dying.

No.

You don't think about dying.

But when you race, there's always the danger, no?