INT. LIVING ROOM - ELIO'S FLAT - LONDON - NIGHT                         (pg. 5)

ELIO comes stumbling into the apartment.

TROYE and PAULINE rush to him, hugging and kissing him.

TROYE puts a record on the turntable and the three dance together to

MADONNA'S Express Yourself.

INT. BEDROOM - ELIO'S FLAT - NIGHT

ELIO is reading pages in his journal.  He sits at a small desk by the window.

Candles are lit and it continues to rain outside.

Both TROYE and PAULINE come in, bringing some tea to ELIO.

PAULINE

So...

ELIO

Has there been any word?

TROYE

Nothing. 

The LPO won't even say which hospital he's in.

They are bringing in an "interim conductor"

until they can find his replacement.

PAULINE

It all seems rather cold.

They look at ELIO.

ELIO

I need to find him.

TROYE

He's got to want to be found...

you won't catch him just sitting alone in a pub somewhere.

ELIO smiles sadly at the reference.

TROYE (CONT'D)

Are you scared?

ELIO

Yes.  (beat)  Are you?

TROYE

Terrified, actually.

PAULINE

You boys are going to be just fine...

ELIO shrugs.  No one knows the future.

TROYE

What happened with the movie-star?

 

ELIO shakes his head. He can't talk about OLIVER.

ELIO

I'm going to go see Mercer tomorrow...

if anyone knows where Julien is, he does.

EXT. WESTMINSTER OFFICE - LONDON - DAY

ELIO wears a suit and tie as he enters a posh business Centre building.

The sky is dark gray and threatening.

INT. RECEPTION AREA - WESTMINSTER OFFICE - DAY

Three attractive receptionists are busy answering phones and taking messages.

ELIO (CONT'D)

Hello...I'm here to speak with James Mercer.

RECEPTIONIST

Do you have an appointment?

ELIO

No, but it's urgent I speak with him.

I've just returned to the UK.

RECEPTIONIST

Name?

ELIO

Elio Perlman...from the London Philharmonic.

RECEPTIONIST

Please have a seat.

ELIO sits patiently for two hours. He watches a grandfather clock, he stares out the window. He writes in his journal. He listens to music.

Finally, a well-dressed man in his sixties comes and sits next to him.

MERCER

Mr. Perlman...this is an unexpected surprise.

(awkward pause)

I was sorry to hear about your father.

We thought you were still in Italy.

ELIO

I'm not. Do you know why I'm here?

MERCER

I can guess. But I'm really not allowed to

say anything to anyone.

ELIO

Then you do know where he is...

MERCER

Well yes, of course I know.(beat)

How long would you have waited for me?

ELIO

All day, if necessary.

Then I would have followed you home.

MERCER

(nodding)

The Board can't know that I've told you anything...

they would prefer for the whole matter

to be swept under the rug...

ELIO

I understand.

I have no intention of embarrassing the orchestra.

I just need to see him.

MERCER

I'm only doing this for his sake,

I know you two were close.

I'm sure it will do him good to see a familiar face.

ELIO

Yes?

MERCER

(whispering)

He's in Paris...at the George V.

ELIO

But that's a hotel, not a hospital.

MERCER

This is Julien we're talking about.

He's undergoing some experimental treatments...

along with blood transfusions...

ELIO stands and shakes hands with MERCER.

ELIO

Thank you.

MERCER

Give him my best. Tell him I miss him.

EXT. CHAMPS-ELYSEES - PARIS - DAY

ELIO runs along the famous Paris street.

He is bundled with scarf, hat and long woolen coat. The streets are wet.

He approaches the luxurious landmark hotel.

INT. FRONT DESK - GEORGE V HOTEL - PARIS - DAY

ELIO

(in French)

Excusez-moi...Pouvez-vous me donner

le numéro de chambre pour monsieur Julien Bristow?

(can you give me the room number of Julien Bristow?)

The refined hotel clerk nods and consults his registry.

CLERK

Je suis désolé, il n'y a personne de ce nom.

(I'm sorry there is no one by that name)

ELIO looks perplexed.

ELIO

S'il vous plait...pouvez-vous essayer le nom "Haydn?"

(please can you try the name Haydn?)

CLERK

Ah, oui, suite 402.

ELIO smiles and thanks the man, heading toward the elevator.

INT. HOTEL HALLWAY - DAY

ELIO smooths down his hair, takes a deep breath and knocks on the door.

JULIEN answers himself, wearing black silk pajamas and a lavishly colored robe.

He looks good.

JULIEN

Elio, how nice of you to drop by.

Please come in.

 

INT. LIVING ROOM - HOTEL SUITE - DAY

The hotel suite is luxurious, spacious and elegant.

The views of Paris from the balconies and windows are stunning.

A piano sits in the corner near a mahogany bar.

ELIO

You thought I wouldn't find you?

JULIEN

On the contrary, my boy...

I've been expecting you.

ELIO

Why are you in this hotel instead of a hospital?

JULIEN

The food here is far superior.

My treatments are done at a clinic close by.

ELIO

Are they helping?

JULIEN

Of course not...but my doctors are so earnest...

perhaps one day they will help someone, but not me.

ELIO

There are other doctors, newer

treatments, maybe in America...

JULIEN

Dear Elio. I do love your spirit.

I've already been to Atlanta and San Francisco

and consulted with a score of experts.

No one knows much.

I'm not optimistic at this stage.

ELIO looks noticeably upset.

ELIO

What will you do?

JULIEN

I suppose I'll have to die...but

enough about me, how are you doing?

ELIO

I'm fine, Jules.

JULIEN

Well, thank God for that.

I pray you will stay fine.  And your music?

ELIO shakes his head.

ELIO

No, I've been distracted lately.

JULIEN

By your young history professor?

ELIO

No. All of that is finished.

JULIEN nods and pours some coffee for them both.

JULIEN

I'm sorry to hear that.

I know you fell deeply in love. (beat)

Ah, life and its trapdoors of desire.

ELIO absently wanders to the piano, as if magnetically drawn to it.

ELIO

Shall I play for you?

JULIEN

Please.

 

ELIO

Composer?

 

JULIEN

Beethoven.

 

ELIO

Selection?

JULIEN

Sonata number 14, in C-Sharp Minor,

if you please.

ELIO plays beautifully, allowing the sound to fill the room.

JULIEN smiles, closing his eyes, letting the music wash over him.

EXT. ROOFTOP RESTAURANT - GEORGE V HOTEL - SUNSET

JULIEN has changed into a black cashmere turtleneck and grey cashmere long coat.

ELIO and he sit at a table overlooking the Eiffel Tower and the rest of Paris as the sun sets behind the clouds.

They are eating fresh crab and drinking champagne.

ELIO

This hotel is amazing.

JULIEN

I'm glad you approve.

ELIO

You don't look sick.

JULIEN

Thank you.

However the unsightly marks on my back

tell a more sinister story.

I wake up every night in a pool of my own sweat.

ELIO

Is there anything I can do?

JULIEN

Actually, yes. First, stop feeling sorry for me.

I've lived a marvelous life, better than most

and I have no intention of wasting away,

gasping for my last breath.

I'm far too arrogant for that.

You know, only a small part of life is tragedy,

mostly it's a comedy.

JULIEN reaches into his wallet and pulls out a card.  He hands it to ELIO.

ELIO

What's this?

JULIEN

The favor you can do for me.

I have a foundation which gives scholarships

each year to young musicians...

ELIO

(surprised)

You do?

JULIEN

Don't look so surprised.

That card is my attorney in Manhattan.

If I die I'd like you to oversee the program.

You'll have to go meet them and sign some paperwork.

Will you do that for me?

ELIO

Jules, I'd be honored.

JULIEN

Then it's settled.

Now, what about your career?

What are your plans?

ELIO

I haven't any, beyond trying to find another job.

JULIEN

I want to ask you something and I want an honest answer...

do you think you could compose an entire symphony?

ELIO

Absolutely not. That's far beyond my reach.

JULIEN

Well, you're wrong. You can and you shall.

ELIO

I wouldn't know where to start.

JULIEN

You begin with original pieces you've created...

not your variations.  Unique work.

And you build a narrative, literally piece by piece.

They both laugh.

JULIEN (CONT'D)

I know people who can help you accomplish this.

ELIO

My father wanted me to pursue my music in a deeper way...

JULIEN raises his glass to toast.

 

JULIEN

To the unwritten symphony of Elio Perlman...

EXT. MALTBY STREET - LONDON - DAY

ELIO, TROYE and PAULINE are slowly browsing through the shops of the market street, looking for vintage clothes, records and grabbing some street food.

The talk is about JULIEN.  The mood is festive and light. The street crowded.

TROYE

...So, he seemed in good spirits?

ELIO

He did. It was classic Julien.

He's taking total control of the situation.

PAULINE

I admire that.

TROYE

But why did he leave the tour,

and the LPO without so much as a word?

ELIO

He spoke to several members of the Board...

Beyond that, he couldn't be bothered.

His treatment came first.

PAULINE

Good for him.

If anyone can overcome it, it's Julien.

INT. KINGS ARMS PUB - LONDON - DAY

The trio wander into the corner pub and order ciders.

They sit at a table where a television showing the BBC News is on in the background.

TROYE

So, are you going to audition again for the LPO?

ELIO

No... it's time I went back to Italy to help

my mother and aunt.

And I think I'm going to try to compose

some music of my own.

I'll have to start packing up my flat soon.

I can't afford it anymore.

PAULINE

London won't be the same without you.

We've gotten used to your face.

Suddenly a photograph of JULIEN is plastered on the news.

 

TROYE

Hey, look! They all turn to watch the television.

INSERT TV SCREEN:

BBC NEWS ANCHOR

...the Maestro's apparent suicide comes after a losing

battle with an undisclosed terminal illness...

He was 47...Mr. Bristow had recently stepped down

as the conductor of the London Philharmonic

after four years as...

They are all stunned into silence. ELIO looks pale.

ELIO

I can't believe it...

I should have stayed with him in Paris...

PAULINE hugs ELIO.

PAULINE

He sent you back to London for a reason.

TROYE

Do you think he planned to do this all along?

 

ELIO wipes tears from his eyes.

ELIO

I know he did.  He didn't want to waste away.

He didn't want to die a mere shadow of himself...

PAULINE

He loved you, you know.

He waited to see you one last time.

ELIO

Let's go home.

INT. LIVING ROOM - ELIO'S FLAT - NIGHT

They light the fire and also candles.  ELIO, PAULINE and even TROYE are unusually quiet.

They are gathering their memories of their mentor, their conductor.

TROYE

Well, he left life the way he lived it...

in control and on his own terms.

PAULINE

I suppose they will hold a huge memorial...

ELIO

I don't think I can stomach another funeral.

TROYE

If this disease has its way,

we'll be wearing black a lot...

ELIO gets a bottle of Veuve Clicquot Champagne and three glasses out of the kitchen. He pops the bottle open and pours three glasses, heading toward the piano.

ELIO

Get out your instruments!

PAULINE and TROYE look confused.

ELIO (CONT'D)

We're going to have our own private memorial for him.

They gather their instruments and chairs near the piano.

PAULINE and TROYE situate themselves, playing a few warm up scales.

PAULINE

The Beethoven trio?

ELIO

Exactly, the Adagio in G Major.

ELIO leads them into BEETHOVEN'S Piano Trio in G Major, Op. 1 No. 2: I.Adagio.

They smile as they concentrate and play the piece.

ELIO CON'T

(while playing)

Allegro vivace!!  Play it like you mean it!!

When they finish they are both laughing and crying.

They raise their glasses to toast with the Champagne.

They laugh.

PAULINE

To the Maestro...a true genius.

TROYE

And what a bastard.

They laugh.

TROYE (CONT'D)

He once asked me if I was blind,

deaf or merely incompetent.

PAULINE

He told me I should be playing pop songs

in the subway for tuppence.

ELIO

He loved every member of the orchestra, you know...

TROYE

Hmm...some more than others.

STILL IMAGES.

Springtime. The Winter has passed.

INT. STUDY - PERLMAN VILLA - DAY

ELIO is listening to music with headphones and a CD player.

The books have all been removed.  The study is nearly empty.

ANNELLA comes in, sorting mail. ELIO removes his headphones.

ANNELLA

(handing him mail)

Another letter from those lawyers,

you need to fulfill your promise and go meet with them.

ELIO

I know.

ANNELLA

What if we all go?

Tilda is at her big house in the Hamptons and

she is making noise about your birthday...

ELIO

Mama, not a party.

ANNELLA

Vimini really wants one, she'll be eleven.

And we should go... to celebrate life.

I'm tired of this big, empty house.

ELIO hugs his mother.

ELIO

Of course you are right.

EXT. CADWALADER, WICKERSHAM & TAFT OFFICE - MANHATTAN - DAY

ELIO is dressed in a sweater and jeans as he exits a yellow cab.

INT. LAW OFFICE - NEW YORK - DAY

JOHN WELLS, an impeccably dressed attorney meets ELIO in the foyer

and welcomes him into a wood paneled office.

He sits behind an imposing desk.

WELLS

Can we get you anything, Mr. Perlman?

ELIO

No, thank you. And please call me Elio.

WELLS takes out a large folder and begins to look through the documents.

WELLS

All right then, down to business.

As you know, Mr. Bristow trusted you with

the management of his music scholarship foundation.

We need your signature on several documents.

WELLS begins laying out the papers.

WELLS (CONT'D)

We hope that you will continue to use our services

here to manage the investments and day to day business.

ELIO nods and signs the papers.

WELLS (CONT'D)

The sale of his London property in Collingham Gardens

will greatly boost the solvency of the scholarships for

many years to come.

ELIO

And what exactly will be my responsibilities?

WELLS

A small committee of musicians like yourself

will be making the candidate selections based

on scholarship submissions.

You have the final vote.

ELIO nods.

WELLS (CONT'D)

And now we come to the matter of Mr. Bristow's

will and his personal bequeath to you.

ELIO

What?

WELLS

Mr. Perlman, uh Elio...

Julien Bristow has left a sizable amount

of his estate to you, under very specific conditions.

ELIO

I don't understand. What about his family?

WELLS

As I understand it, he had no interactions with any

family members. He left you this letter which outlines

his conditions.

WELLS opens the letter and begins to read aloud,

which then becomes the voice of JULIEN:

JULIEN (V.O.)

My dearest Elio, if you are reading this letter

then my journey has ended...sooner or later

we all pass away, but music is eternal.

You have a rare gift. A passion and a talent that

is singular and so very inspiring.

You have made me hear music in new ways.

My wish for you is that you finish your symphony

by the time you are 30.

To aid in this endeavor I have contacted my

colleagues at Julliard where you can pursue a

Doctor of Musical Arts degree.

I've been told that you have already been accepted.

I hope you don't find that too presumptuous.

Let them help you, Elio.

I have also given you my Upper West Side Brownstone

and all its contents as your new home.

I hope you will be happy there...I was.

The title will transfer to you when your symphony is published.

I wish you well, my boy.

Keep being fierce...be fierce for both of us.

ELIO'S eyes are brimming with tears.

ELIO

I...I don't know what to say.

WELLS

You must have been very dear to him...

but as you can see, his will is a bit unorthodox

because there are very obvious strings attached.

ELIO

I would expect nothing less from Jules.

WELLS

According to our records,

you will be turning 24 this week, is that correct?

ELIO

Yes.

WELLS

For the sake of your inheritance,

I hope you can write a symphony in

the next six years.

I take it you will be moving to New York?

ELIO

I guess that's the plan, Mr.Wells.

 

EXT. PORTICO - MECOX BAY HOME - NEW YORK - DAY

The huge 19th century estate is TILDA and VIMINI'S getaway residence.

It is opulent and beautiful.

ANNELLA, MAFALDA and ELIO arrive and are met outside by VIMINI.

VIMINI

Finally! What took you so long to get here?

ELIO picks VIMINI up into the air and spins her around.

ELIO

Some business in the city.

You didn't think I'd miss our birthday, did you?

INT. GRAND HALL - MECOX HOME - DAY

Caters, gardeners, waiters, florists, handymen, and an army of maids and other hired help scurry around the house.  A huge white tent is being erected on the great lawn behind the mansion, with the bay sitting picturesquely behind it.

ELIO and ANNELLA stare at the construction through the giant windows.

ANNELLA

(to Tilda)

The mansion isn't big enough,

you need a tent to throw a party?

TILDA

Don't rain on my parade...tents are fun.

TILDA kisses ELIO on each cheek.

TILDA (CONT'D)

It seems like only yesterday that you were eleven.

ELIO

Thank you for all this...extravagance...

it really isn't necessary.

TILDA

Of course it is! By the way,

I spoke to a charming young woman

in your old London flat, she said you were close...

ELIO

Oh no.

ANNELLA is laughing and shaking her head.

TILDA

It seemed rude not to invite your friends.

VIMINI is taking photos.

VIMINI

I love the tent, it's like a circus.

ELIO

You can say that again.

VIMINI

Tomorrow will be fabulous.

INT. PARTY TENT - NEW YORK - DUSK

All the preparations have been made and the estate and tent are immaculate.

Dozens of round tables have been set up with white tablecloths,

flowers, hurricane lamps and gold place- settings.

A small band plays music from one corner.

Lights have been strung throughout the interior of the tent giving it a glow.

More than a hundred guests are arriving, as waiters circulate with canapés and drinks.

ANNELLA

Sister, you have outdone yourself...this is lovely.

 

TILDA

Merci.

Tables at the side of the entrance are stacked with presents for ELIO and VIMINI.

ELIO, in a sweater and jeans, is astounded.

ELIO

(to Vimini)

Who are all these people?

VIMINI

I have no idea.

TILDA overhears.

TILDA

European royalty, Hampton elites. My society crowd.

You and your music are very popular with this set, Elio.

You could find a good wife in here.

ELIO

(under his breath)

Dear Lord.

Strangers come up and shake Vimini and Elio's hands, wishing them "Happy Birthday!"

and then fading back into the crowd.

MAFALDA doesn't know if she is a guest or part of the staff...

finally she just sits down at one of the tables.

PAULINE and TROYE arrive, they look amazing.

ELIO sees them and hugs them tightly.

PAULINE

Happy birthday, my love!

ELIO

I can't believe you guys crossed the Atlantic

just for my birthday.

TROYE

We'd have been here sooner if we'd have known

you came from this kind of money.

ELIO

(laughing)

This is my aunt's estate...

PAULINE

We thought we might audition for a few

of the east coast orchestras while we are over here.

TROYE

The Boston Pops pay twice what we were

making from the LPO.

ELIO brings VIMINI over.

ELIO

I want you to meet my cousin...

it's really her birthday we're celebrating.

VIMINI greets them.  TILDA and ANNELLA also say hello.

PAULINE

(to Tilda)

We want to thank you for having us over, Mrs....

TILDA

Just call me Tilda.

And you are more than welcome.

Everyone is dancing, eating and having a grand time.

TILDA is famous for throwing interesting parties.

A huge cake is wheeled out onto the dance floor by three waiters.

Dozens of candles brightly burn.

ELIO and VIMINI are persuaded to the floor next to the cake as everyone sings,

"Happy Birthday!"

Together they manage to blow out all the candles.

People yell, "Speech, speech!!"

So ELIO takes a microphone and hands it to VIMINI.

VIMINI

Thank you! This is the best party I've ever had.

No one ever knows how many birthdays they're

going to get, so each one should be special.

And I'll remember this one for the rest of my life.

Elio, you speak now.

She hands the microphone to ELIO.

ELIO

Wow, well, I don't have much to add.

I don't know most of you,

but I'm glad we're all here together.

It's been a difficult winter for me,

I've lost people that I loved.

But spring is finally here, and my cousin is right...

we should celebrate life...

TILDA begins encouraging the crowd.

TILDA

Play something for us!

Everyone begins to clap.

Sheepishly, ELIO walks to the band and sits at the piano,

shaking the other musicians hands.

ELIO

I do have an announcement actually...

I'll be staying in New York and studying at Julliard...

so I hope I get to know many of you in the coming months.

I've been so lucky to have had people in my life who

believed in me...

so, I'm going to try to make my own music...

so often it seems there is a twisted staircase

between who we are and what we want...

Anyway, I think I'll play some Gershwin since my aunt loves it!

ELIO plays GERSHWIN, Rhapsody in Blue.

As the crowd watches him, he gets that old premonition.

He looks up while he is playing and sees OLIVER coming in from the back of the tent.

He is holding his son and his wife, DAKOTA holds his hand.  OLIVER is still wearing the bracelet ELIO gave him in Spain.  As ELIO finishes the song to great applause, VIMINI goes running to OLIVER.

VIMINI

You came! I'm so glad. I've missed you so much.

OLIVER bends down and gives VIMINI a hug and a kiss.  He whispers to her.

OLIVER

I think the doctors have got it wrong about you...

you're going to live to be a beautiful old lady...

just like your mother.

He introduces his wife and son to those nearby. He hugs and kisses ANNELLA.

OLIVER (CONT'D)

(to Annella)

How are you holding up?

ANNELLA

Caro, I'm stronger than I look.

OLIVER

Of that I am sure.

ELIO begins wandering toward them.

TROYE

(whispering to Pauline)

Here's where it gets awkward.

VIMINI

Elio, look who came to our party!

OLIVER

Elio! Happy birthday!

This is my wife Dakota and our son, Luke.

ELIO kisses DAKOTA on both cheeks...

he then bends down and shakes LUKE'S small hand.

DAKOTA

It's nice to finally meet you.

Your family is the stuff of myth and legend in our house.

ELIO smiles weakly.

ELIO

Thank you for coming.

You have a beautiful family.

Would you excuse me please?

ELIO begins to move through the crowd toward the exit.

OLIVER motions to the group to stay back and he follows ELIO out.

EXT. PARTY TENT - NEW YORK - NIGHT

They are alone, outside the tent, looking at the bay. Small lamps light the lawn.

OLIVER

Was it wrong to come?

It seemed to mean a lot to Vimini.

ELIO

I wondered if I'd ever see you again.

OLIVER

My stalking days aren't over yet.

So, 24?

ELIO

I'm the same age you were when we first met.

OLIVER

If you have become me, then who have I become?

 

They HUG tightly, not wanting to ever let go.

ELIO

She's more beautiful then I thought she'd be...

OLIVER

She's smart, and funny and she amazes me every day...

ELIO

I'm happy for you, really, I am.

OLIVER

I think about you all the time.

ELIO

You shouldn't.

INT. PARTY TENT - NEW YORK - NIGHT

They go back inside. ELIO drinks some Champagne. OLIVER has gone to VIMINI.

They begin to dance a waltz, VIMINI'S feet on top of OLIVER'S.

DAKOTA corners ELIO.

DAKOTA

Come on, let's dance.

She grabs his hand and pulls him close.

ELIO

I may smash your toes.

DAKOTA

I'm used to it.  (beat)

You know, I really wanted to hate you.

ELIO

Then why did you come tonight?

DAKOTA

I was curious.

ELIO

I wondered about you too.

I see why he fell in love.

DAKOTA

So do I. (beat)

Can I tell you something, just between us?

 

ELIO

Sure.

DAKOTA

He's a better man because of you.

A better husband, and a better father.

He was so broken, and he came back home restored.

So, maybe I owe you and your family a debt.

They stop dancing.

ELIO

There is a law somewhere that says when

one person is truly smitten, the other must

unavoidably be smitten as well...

that love answers a call,

and exempts no one who is loved from loving,

so I am to blame for Oliver...

DAKOTA

Hmmm, fascinating. You need to stick to

the music because that little philosophy is ridiculous.

ELIO laughs. He is amazed by this woman.

ELIO

Most people are rather impressed when

I bring up some tidbit of ancient philosophy.

DAKOTA

You and Oliver are so much alike.

ELIO

That may be the kindest thing anyone has ever said to me.

DAKOTA

It wasn't a compliment, Sweetie.

OLIVER comes over...he carries a package.

OLIVER

My greatest fear is that the two of you

would become thick as thieves.

He hands the package to ELIO.

OLIVER (CONT'D)

Here. I didn't want this to get lost in that mountain of presents. 

Happy Birthday!

ELIO

Is this what I think it is?

OLIVER

An advance copy.

All three of us are authors.

The Art History of King David.

ELIO hugs OLIVER again.

ELIO

He would have been so proud.

OLIVER

He was Elio, he was.

VIMINI rushes to them.

VIMINI

Come on you guys! It's about to start.

The crowd makes their way out to the great lawn as fireworks light up the sky

above the bay.  It's a huge birthday celebration.

TILDA

God, can I throw a party!

ELIO lights a cigarette for himself. OLIVER takes a puff from it.

ELIO

I thought you didn't smoke.

OLIVER

I don't. (beat)

Dakota is pregnant again,

so no more smoking in our house.

ELIO

Wow, congrats.

OLIVER

(teasing)

Thank you.

By the way, "A twisted staircase between what we want..."

ELIO

Shut up. I read that somewhere.

OLIVER

I know.

ELIO

Your wife is already calling me out

on my bullshit philosophies...

OLIVER

Yeah. She does that.

ELIO

I like her. I wish my father had met her.

OLIVER grabs his son and puts him on his shoulders.

Everyone is enjoying the fireworks.

VIMINI

(to Oliver)

I told you he'd want to see you again.

OLIVER

You really are a genius.

VIMINI

So they say.

OLIVER

(to Elio)

You know, Julliard is pretty close to Columbia.

ELIO

(grinning)

Really? I hadn't noticed.

FADE OUT

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