L'Avventura (L'avventura)

Soon this poor villa will be smothered. To think there were woods here once.

- That'll all be houses. - Yes, there's nowhere to run.

That's right.

Good day, Excellency. - Good-bye.

Here you are, Dad. I was looking for you upstairs.

- I thought you were already way out at sea. - Not yet, Father.

Isn't it customary to wear a sailor's cap with the yacht's name on it?

No, Father, it isn't.

- How long will you be away? - Four or five days.

Well, I suppose I'll spend the weekend alone.

I'll rest.

I should have grown used to it by now. - Used to what, Father?

To rest, not only from my diplomatic duties but as a father.

- Why do you say such things? - It's the truth.

Allow me at least this much:

After 30 years of never telling the truth,

I might as well speak truthfully to my own daughter now.

Any more truths to tell me?

You know it.

That one I would beg you to spare me.

Good-bye, Father.

That guy will never marry you, my darling daughter.

So far, I've been the one who doesn't want to marry him.

It's the same difference.

Good-bye, dear.

Good morning.

Have you been waiting long? I'm sorry.

Alvaro, hurry up. It's late.

I'll wait for you here, all right?

Where are you going? - To the café. I'm thirsty.

While a man you haven't seen for a month has been waiting half an hour for you?

I'd happily give up seeing him today.

But we rushed all the way -

Very well.

Good-bye, cruise.

It's torture being apart.

Really.

It's difficult keeping a relationship going with one person here and the other there.

But it's convenient.

Because you can imagine whatever you like.

Do you see?

Whereas when somebody's right in front of you,

that's all you get.

Know what I mean?

- Let's go back. C'mon. - Anna!

I'll be right down.

Well, hello.

Should I give you my profile?

Well? What's wrong with me?

Your friend is downstairs, waiting.

Let her wait.

How are you?

Awful.

Why?

Why?

Why, why, why, eh?

This one has to starve for a while yet.

Go away, you filthy animal.

It's as smooth as oil.

I don't know why, but I hate all comparisons involving oil.

- Morning. - Good morning.

Claudia.

Look.

Oh, God.

Did you sleep well?

So-so.

Last night, I went to bed intending to think about lots of things...

and then I fell asleep.

I didn't know you could sleep so well on these things.

They rock you.

I slept very badly.

Good morning.

- Hello. - Good morning.

You should sunbathe.

Shall we swim?

Not here. It's frightening.

Once the Aeolian islands were all volcanoes.

When we came here together 12 years ago,

you said the exact same thing.

What's the name of this one?

This must be Basiluzzo.

Basiluzzo. It sounds like the name of a fish.

That one is Lisca Bianca.

How boring. All this fuss over a swim.

Anna.

Careful!

Mario, woman overboard!

Stop.

Stop!

Raimondo?

I'm right here, Patrizia.

Why have we stopped?

Aren't you going to swim, Patrizia?

You know, I had a dream I was swimming.

You go ahead.

- Raimondo. - Lady Patrizia.

- Do you like spearfishing? - I hate it, but I must adapt.

What can you do?

Whoever said that man originally inhabited the sea?

Patrizia, if you give me your yacht's flag, I'll go plant it on the island.

Whatever...

I never understood islands.

Surrounded by nothing but water, poor things.

Cosimo.

Come.

- Mario, prepare the dinghy. - Right away, Mr. Corrado.

Sandro, where are you going?

Ask her.

It's harder working on leisure boats.

- Why? - The owners have no set schedule.

For instance, last night, we traveled all night long.

I didn't get any sleep.

Shark!

- Shark! - Keep still, miss!

Stay right where you are.

Anna!

Don't anyone move!

Claudia! Claudia, wait for me!

Go away!

Come. Hold on.

- What's happening? - There's a shark around here.

Don't move.

Who's going anywhere?

How did you know it was there?

Did it touch you?

I would have died.

With its horrible face and all those teeth.

Have some cognac, Anna.

It's nothing.

It's all over now.

I'd just like to change. I'm cold. - Sure.

Summer is really over.

I wonder where the shark went.

Well, what is it?

Which one should I wear?

This one, or this?

This one. It's divine.

Why don't you try it on?

It looks better on you.

- Keep it. - No.

You know,

the whole shark thing was a lie.

- A lie? - Yes.

- Why? - Because.

But don't think about it now.

It's over.

I don't want to know why you do these things.

It's Sandro, I suppose.

Did you get what you wanted, at least?

Come on, let's go.

Aren't you going ashore?

You call those rocks a shore?

Were you still in the water?

Don't you know there's a shark around here?

A shark?

So I might have been killed? Is that what you're telling me?

Great.

That's just great.

What do you want, Raimondo?

You want me?

At this time of day?

- Bye. - No, Claudia, stay.

There's no spark.

Is this better?

Are you happy?

You're a little disappointed. Tell the truth.

Not at all. Quite the opposite.

What kind of face do you think Raimondo has?

A rather corrupt one, I'd say.

What? He's a child.

Don't start, Patrizia. I'd rather be corrupt.

Unless you happen to love children. - I don't love anyone. You know it.

I know, I know, darn it.

To think that if there ever was a woman deliberately created,

actually custom-made for every kind of promiscuity and betrayal,

of sordidness and debauchery, it would be her.

Oh, Well.

She's faithful, a faithfulness born from a sort of apathy.

It amuses me.

It's the only amusement I know, besides my dog.

Should we go ashore?

There should be some ancient ruins up there.

Should we go see them?

- Giulia, do you remember? - Yes.

No, it's better if you take a nap.

You say, “How beautiful,” about everything: the sea, a child, a cat.

Your sensitive little heart races at nothing.

If something is beautiful, why shouldn't I say so?

What a nice guy.

- What are you talking about? - The shark.

Still?

How wonderful.

Corrado, would you like one?

This is Patrizia's way of sharing our company.

You know, I find you very nice.

- More than the shark? - There's no comparison.

Then come take a look at those ruins with me.

That's an idea.

But no, we'd better stay here.

Sandro.