167 rreshtat e parë.
Ciao.
Thank you.
What are you doing?
What?
I was on the plane with you.
Shit.
This is for you.
Hello.
Hello.
Is anybody here?
Diana.
Diana?
Mmm.
Hi.
Lucy.
Oh, Lucy.
We were waiting for you to call.
Lucy: I got a cab.
Diana: Come on in.
Ian, wake up! Lucy's here!
I can't get over how grown-up you look.
I hope so, after 4 years.
Is Christopher here?
Well, he was supposed to turn up yesterday
for my birthday,
but he's still floating somewhere around Turkey
with his friend Niccoló.
Niccoló Donati.
Do you remember him?
Yeah.
Lucy. Welcome.
Ian: Welcome.
Welcome.
Hi. How are you?
I remember all of this exactly,
just from one week.
The bees.
You don't bother them, they won't bother you.
See? We fixed up the old hay barn.
Only took us 20 years.
When we came here first, there was nothing...
No water, no electricity.
Cost us every penny we had
just to buy the place.
Lucy: So why'd you move here, then?
Work.
There's a great tradition of art in these hills.
In the room next door,
you've got Alex Parrish, old friend of ours.
He knew your mother, too.
The writer?
Been very sick.
Distressing for everyone.
I hope you're patient.
Because... I fumble along a bit.
You'll help?
How?
Let me look at you.
Not all the time, I hope.
You won't even be aware.
So get settled in. Have a swim.
We eat at sunset, but...
come up before.
Is this your slipper?
I suppose so.
Do I know you?
I'm Lucy.
I am Guillaume.
Enchante.
Here for a visit?
Ian's doing my portrait.
It's really just an excuse
for my father to send me to Italy
as a present.
Hey, where is Signor Bruno?
I have a dream to tell him.
Hey, you forgot your slipper.
Oh! Merci, mademoiselle!
I'm going to go for a swim. Bye.
Merci.
Jesus. I thought you were drowning.
I was wondering whether I was going
to have to haul you out or not.
You're Miranda.
You were here before, weren't you?
4 Years ago.
Your brother was here, not you.
Well, I don't really live here,
but we come every year
for mummy's birthday to console her.
Christopher's so distracted,
he couldn't quite find his way
out of Turkey.
With Niccoló.
Do you know Niccoló?
From... from last time.
You don't smoke by any miracle, do you?
Not really.
Richard freaks out when I smoke.
When are they coming back?
Who?
Your brother.
Who knows? They said...
Miranda: Richard!
Hi, babe.
Oh, and this is... You know, uh, Harmon's...
Mummy's friend's daughter.
Lucy.
Miranda: Lucy.
Oh, my god.
You're Sarah Harmon's daughter.
Your mother was a great poet.
I'm, uh, Richard Reid.
Really, really honored to meet you.
It's my mother, not me.
Yeah, but she made me want to be a poet.
I mean, I think it would be great,
you know, just to sit around all day
and... express yourself.
Richard, I never knew you wrote poetry.
Well, honey, I never did.
I don't have a creative bone in my body.
But I did become an entertainment lawyer
so that I could be around creative people,
like Miranda.
I design jewelry.
I apprentice with this real asshole in New York.
But he's a genius.
Is this yours?
Yes, but that's old shit.
You going in?
How is it in there, Lucy?
Quiet as a tomb.
What?
No, I'm losing your voice.
You sound like you're at the bottom of the sea.
Ah, ah, ah, listen to this.
Who was on the phone?
Miranda? Who was on the phone?
Christopher.
Diana: What did he say?
They're not coming back.
What, never?
Well, I don't know.
They... they missed a connection or something.
I couldn't hear.
Those naughty boys.
I bet they're being very naughty.
I'm sure they've gone beyond naughty by now.
Noemi writes a lonely hearts column
called Ditelo a Noemi, "tell Noemi."
Ha ha ha!
Has quite a following. Oh, here it is.
I have a picture of mom in this dress.
She said after she got married,
she was going to be fat and happy
and had no more use for it.
Of course, she never gained an ounce.
Slip it on.
Diana: You could wear it to the Donatis' party.
They give a lovely one every summer.
You could be Sarah 20 years ago
coming to help us fix up this place.
She helped you fix this place up?
Well, with a lot of hash breaks.
I think it's a little long.
Why don't you get up here,
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