INT. MASTER BEDROOM - PERLMAN VILLA - 1 HOUR LATER
OLIVER quietly enters the room. PERLMAN lies peaceful and quiet, his glasses and a book on the bedside table. The only light is from the glowing embers in the fireplace.
PROFESSOR PERLMAN has died.
OLIVER
Professor? It's been an hour.
OLIVER reaches the bedside and gently nudges PERLMAN. Slowly, OLIVER realizes the truth. He grasps the PROFESSOR'S hand, his tears already flowing.
OLIVER (CONT'D)
(whispering)
Oh Pro. I'm going to miss you so much...
You're the father I wish I had.
ANNELLA and the others have returned and can be heard chatting from O.S.
ANNELLA enters the bedroom carrying packages as OLIVER wipes away his tears.
ANNELLA
Caro, I bought you those nasty cigars you...
Seeing OLIVER'S face she drops the boxes, and runs to the bed, hugging PERLMAN.
She is hysterical. Her world has been torn apart. She is wailing. TILDA, MAFALDA and the others come rushing in.
ANNELLA (CONT'D)
(to Oliver)
Take the car! Find Elio!
OLIVER nods and runs from the room.
EXT. MONET'S BERM - DAY
ELIO and MARZIA lay on a blanket making out. Although it is chilly, ELIO is shirtless and MARZIA wears only a black bra and panties. OLIVER runs up the hill, surprising them.
ELIO
Hey, what are you doing...??
ELIO sees OLIVER'S face. His eyes red-rimmed, his expression crestfallen.
OLIVER
Elio, come home with me...I'm so sorry...
ELIO
No...no, no, no...
ELIO rushes to OLIVER and they embrace. Both are now crying...but ELIO is inconsolable.
MARZIA, now upset as well, is clearly on the sidelines.
INT. LIVING ROOM - PERLMAN VILLA - DAY
The house which was so festive for New Year's is now solemnly decorated for mourning. The mirrors are all covered. On a central table is an ancient Egyptian vase, made of clay from the Nile, holding PERLMAN'S ashes. A seven day Shiva candle burns next to the vase.
The family members wear torn ribbons in the tradition of Keriah. Everyone is in black.
OLIVER stands.
OLIVER
Mrs. P, if you don't mind, I can say Kaddish,
since we have no rabbi yet.
ANNELLA
(nodding)
Thank you, yes, he would have liked that.
OLIVER
Yitgaddal veyitqaddash shmeh rabba.
(May His great name be exalted and sanctified.)
Be'alma di vra khir'uteh.
(In the world which He created according to His will.)
The sorrowful MUSIC of a single violin plays the JEWISH LAMENT over OLIVER'S recitation of Kaddish.
MONTAGE: Friends, neighbors, colleagues of the PROFESSOR, cousins, scholars and others have come to pay their respects. ANNELLA and ELIO shakes hands with each of them.
INT. LIVING ROOM - PERLMAN VILLA - NIGHT
It is late and only the family remains sitting vigil.
Elio lightly plays the piano but his thoughts are miles away.
TILDA
It isn't very Jewish to be cremated, is it?
ELIO
(looking up)
It's what he wanted. He was very specific.
TILDA
It just seems odd to me.
OLIVER
It isn't a sin...
ANNELLA
And we have always been Jews of discretion.
ELIO and OLIVER exchange glances, rolling their eyes.
TILDA
And that urn is Egyptian, is it not?
ANNELLA
Yes, he's had that since his college days.
TILDA
But the Jews were enslaved by the Egyptians...
OLIVER
I think the Professor's sense of humor may be at play here...
VIMINI
Now you will have to finish writing his book all by yourself.
OLIVER
I don't know if I'm even capable of that...
ANNELLA
Don't be ridiculous. You must finish it. He would be furious if you abandoned his work.
OLIVER
Well, I'll do my best.
ANNELLA
And I also need you to help with his library. Most of it he wanted donated to three universities, including Columbia...and his personal papers and journals he wanted to save for Elio. I'm afraid it's quite a job, but no one knows his study as well as you do, Oliver.
One last bit of archaeology for you to conquer.
OLIVER nods and smiles weakly...thinking about the tasks ahead of him.
INT. KITCHEN - PERLMAN VILLA - DAY
The days of Shiva move slowly. The house is always full of people. Crying. Plates of food brought from friends sit on all the counters. ANNELLA enters with a stack of cards. She reads each one stoically.
TILDA
More sympathy cards?
ANNELLA
He touched so many lives.
Look Elio, cards from Maynard and Pavel,
both send their love.
OLIVER
Who are they?
ELIO
Two of your predecessors.
TILDA
How is the work in the study going?
OLIVER
Slowly. But I'll be ready to go as planned
when we are done sitting Shiva.
The phone rings.
ANNELLA
Mon Dieu...when will it stop?
MAFALDA hurries to the hall to answer it. The boys continue to pick at the plates of food. OLIVER sneaks small bites to TINO, the dog.
MAFALDA (O.S.)
Elio, vieni qui. Il telefono e per te.
(come here, the phone is for you)
ELIO rushes into the hall.
INT. HALLWAY - PERLMAN VILLA - DAY
ELIO passes MAFALDA, who ruffles his hair.
ELIO
(to Mafalda)
Chi e?
MAFALDA
(shrugging)
Paulina? Paulleta?
ELIO smiles and picks up the phone.
ELIO
Pronto?
SPLIT SCREEN: ELIO'S FLAT IN LONDON AND THE PERLMAN VILLA
PAULINE
Elio, is that you?
ELIO
Yes! I'm so glad you called.
I've been trying to reach Julien all week.
Are you in Vienna?
PAULINE
No. Actually I'm in your flat, I hope you don't mind.
ELIO
In London?
I don't mind, but what are you doing there?
PAULINE
I'm afraid they've cancelled the rest of the tour...
ELIO
What? Why? Is it because of me?
PAULINE and TROYE are both huddled near the phone. It's raining in London.
PAULINE
We don't know. It's all very mysterious.
Julien is nowhere to be found,
we thought you would know something.
ELIO
I haven't heard a word.
I was trying to get ahold of him to rejoin the tour...
but my father died on New Year's day...
PAULINE
(shocked)
Oh Elio, I'm so sorry! We had no idea.
I shouldn't be bothering you at a time like this.
ELIO
It's fine, I'm glad you called.
So what does the brass at LPO say?
PAULINE
They told us all to go home and they would contact
us next week. Which is a problem because Troye
and I sublet our flat for another month.
ELIO
Ah, so you wondered if you could stay in mine.
PAULINE
Do you mind terribly? We're homeless musicians.
ELIO
No, of course you must stay.
I'll have to figure out what I'm going to do now...
PAULINE
Are you still seeing that gorgeous man?
ELIO
(blushing)
Yes, but it's complicated. I'll call you guys soon.
PAULINE
We miss you.
Let us know if there's anything we can do for you from here.
ELIO
I will. I love you both.
INT. STUDY - PERLMAN VILLA - DAY
OLIVER has boxes out and he is sorting books into them.
He has straightened all the papers, and the usually cluttered study is taking on a more sparse and formal look. ANNELLA is helping him. ELIO enters grinning.
ELIO (CONT'D)
Still want me to tag along on the trip?
OLIVER
(surprised)
Of course! But what about the Philharmonic?
ELIO
The tour is canceled...rather mysteriously.
ANNELLA
How so? How can that be?
ELIO
Julien has gone missing.
OLIVER
Strange.
ELIO
Everyone is back in London.
ANNELLA
So you will return to England as well, Caro.
ELIO
Yes, but first I'll help Oliver with the book.
Will you be okay, Mama, if I'm gone for a few weeks?
ANNELLA
Yes, of course.
I'll have a house full of people to keep me company.
OLIVER
(to Elio)
Are you sure?
ELIO
Yes! What better way to honor my father
than to help with his last book?
EXT. UFFIZI GALLERY - FLORENCE - DAY
OLIVER is now CLEAN-SHAVEN. ELIO and OLIVER are dressed as academics in jackets and ties. OLIVER carries a leather briefcase and ELIO holds a 35mm camera.
ELIO (CONT'D)
This brings back a lot of memories.
OLIVER
Of your father?
ELIO
(nodding)
He loved museums, small or large.
But the Galleria dell'Accademia was a favorite.
We came here a lot when I was a boy.
OLIVER consults his notebook.
OLIVER
Do you know...a Signore Lorenzo Giovaccini?
He's the curator we are to meet.
ELIO
Doesn't ring a bell.
INT. GALLERIA DELL'ACCADEMIA - FLORENCE - DAY
The DAVID stands upon a high pedestal at the intersection of two long halls in a large domed room. High above him natural light pours in through a circular skylight.
The gallery has been cleared of all tourists for this visit.
LORENZO, the curator, is a man in his late sixties, with a balding head and a graying beard.
OLIVER
(awed)
Pictures do not do this justice.
He seems to glow.
LORENZO
Mmm. Perhaps the greatest masterpiece
in a city filled with astonishing art.
ELIO
Michelangelo was only 26 years old
when he began to sculpt this...
LORENZO
True...but did you know that Michelangelo
was actually the third artist to work on this sculpture?
OLIVER
Really?
ELIO
Agostino began the project in 1464,
but only began to shape the legs...
then ten years later Rossellino was
commissioned to take up where Agostino left off.
LORENZO smiles at ELIO.
LORENZO
So like his father.
OLIVER
He knows everything. Then what happened, Elio?
ELIO
Rossellino was fired, and the marble block sat outside for more than 25 years.
Then in 1501 Michelangelo won the commission. By 1504 he had accomplished this.
LORENZO
But it weighs more than six tons... too heavy to go on the roofline of the cathedral.
ELIO begins snapping photos of the sculpture.
OLIVER
The professor and I discussed the religious and political implications of the statue...
but something we didn't mention...
LORENZO
Si?
OLIVER
Well, looking at him now, I can't help but wonder why a Jewish King is uncircumcised.
All of them laugh.
LORENZO
Elio, can you guess why?
ELIO
Well, Michelangelo was a Catholic, as were his models, presumably.
But beyond all that, this statue represents Florentine strength and beauty.
OLIVER
So?
ELIO
So, Michelangelo would have considered circumcision barbaric and a mutilation
of the perfect human form.
LORENZO
Bravo.
OLIVER
(considering himself)
He may have had a point. (pause) Anyway, he doesn't look very Jewish.
ELIO
(teasing)
Neither do you.
LORENZO
Are you going to see the Donatello Davids?
OLIVER
Yes, yes. The Museo Nazionale del Bargello is next on our list.
LORENZO
Ah, the bronze is a favorite of mine.
MONTAGE: ORIGINAL MUSIC (Troye Sivan or Sufjan Stevens)
ELIO and OLIVER in museums, looking at paintings and statues. Looking at slides they have taken. OLIVER pouring over his manuscript while ELIO listens to music on a Sony CD player. They are on a train traveling across Europe. They see the Davids of Rome and Florence. They see the avant-garde sculpture by Pablo Gargallo in Barcelona.
The trip is romantic, joyful. They take pictures. They go to Madrid to see El Escorial and the statues of the Kings of Judah.
EXT. PETIT PALACE POSADA DEL PEINE - MADRID - DAY
OLIVER and ELIO walking through the narrow streets near their hotel arm in arm.
Their affection is noticed by a group of young Spaniards loitering nearby.
INT. HOTEL SUITE - PETIT PALACE - DAY
OLIVER and ELIO laughing. ELIO jumps on to the bed exhausted.
OLIVER reaches into his backpack and brings out a small wrapped package.
OLIVER
I have something for you.
ELIO
Really? What's this for?
ELIO begins to feverishly unwrap the gift.
OLIVER
For all your help. I realize now that I couldn't have done this without you.
ELIO takes out a delicate gold bracelet. He immediately puts it on his wrist which is already cluttered with other jewelry.
ELIO
It's fantastic! Thank you.
They embrace and kiss.
ELIO (CONT'D)
Now you must have one from me as well.
He takes off a very masculine, leather twined bracelet from his wrist. OLIVER considers it, and puts it on, next to his watch. He seems quite moved by the gesture.
OLIVER
I have something else for you too.
OLIVER grins and takes ELIO'S hand, leading him toward the bathroom.
ELIO
Will I like it?
OLIVER
Yes, I believe you will.
INT. BATHROOM - PETIT PALACE SUITE - DAY
Steam rises from the huge shower. ELIO and OLIVER quickly undress. In moments they are under the water together, laughing, kissing.
OLIVER (CONT'D)
Do my back while we're in here, will you?
ELIO
I'll do more than that!
Soap, steam, water. Hands and bodies pressed against the glass as they make love.
They are completely uninhibited.
EXT. PETIT PALACE POSADA DEL PEINE - MADRID - NIGHT
OLIVER is bundled up and walking through the streets alone. As he crosses into an alley two young men laugh at him, muttering the word, "Maricón." OLIVER hears them and knows he is being mocked. He's suddenly livid.
OLIVER
What did you bastards say?
The men immediately start cursing at him in Spanish. OLIVER punches the closest man squarely in the face, and the fight is on. It's two against one, but OLIVER is much bigger than the Spaniards. It's an old fashioned street brawl. OLIVER ends up with a bloodied nose and a blackened eye by the time a police whistle blows. When the cop arrives the two young men have vanished into the crowd, leaving only OLIVER with blood on his ripped shirt...
INT. HOTEL SUITE - PETIT PALACE - NIGHT
OLIVER enters, ice wrapped in a bloody towel held to his face. ELIO is standing on the balcony when he sees him enter.
ELIO
My God, what happened? Were you mugged?
OLIVER avoids ELIO, going to the bar to pour himself a drink.
OLIVER
It's nothing...I just needed to teach a couple of the local boys some manners.
ELIO watches OLIVER carefully.
ELIO
I've never known you to be violent...
OLIVER
There's a lot about me you've never known...they put me in a very foul mood.
ELIO
I used to think I could tell your moods by what color bathing suit you were wearing.
OLIVER
That's absurd.
INT. HOTEL SUITE - PETIT PALACE - NIGHT
OLIVER and ELIO are in bed together, but they are not touching. OLIVER is snoring.
Moonlight streams in through the French doors. They are both startled by the phone ringing.
ELIO fumbles to answer it.
ELIO
Hello?
TROYE (O.S.)
Elio, is it you?
ELIO
Troye? How did you get this number?
TROYE (O.S.)
Your mother told me where you were staying.
I'm sorry to call so late.
ELIO
What's wrong?
TROYE (O.S.)
You need to come back to London, Mate.
It's about Julien.
ELIO
What about him? Where has he been?
TROYE (O.S.)
The orchestra isn't saying, but the word is that he's ill...
seriously ill.
ELIO
What's the matter with him? Is he in hospital?
TROYE (O.S.)
I don't know where he is, but I've heard that he has it.
Elio, Julien has AIDS.
ELIO is silent for a very long time. He holds the phone to his chest.
He looks at OLIVER, now sleeping. ELIO begins to cry.
ELIO
I'm going to catch the first flight out to London...
TROYE (O.S.)
Listen, just because he's sick that doesn't mean
you'll get it too...
ELIO
But it doesn't mean I won't.
ELIO hangs up the phone, gets out of bed and starts packing his suitcase.
He turns on a light.
OLIVER
(still half asleep)
What the hell are you doing?
ELIO fumbles for his clothes, throwing things into his bags.
ELIO
I've got to go...I'm going to London.
OLIVER
Who was that on the phone? Can't it wait til morning?
OLIVER sees that ELIO is truly upset. He turns on another light. He reaches for ELIO.
OLIVER (CONT'D)
What is it? What's the matter?
ELIO
(crying)
I don't want to die...not now.
OLIVER
What are you talking about?
You're not going to die.
ELIO is becoming hysterical, realizing the full implications of what the future might bring. OLIVER hugs him tight.
OLIVER (CONT'D)
Tell me what's happening.
ELIO wrenches himself away from OLIVER.
ELIO
(yelling)
It's Julien, he's got AIDS!
And if he's got it, then probably so do I.
We certainly fucked enough!
OLIVER
Elio, calm down.
ELIO
Don't you see? I might have murdered you too...we just don't know it yet. Christ, it's probably what I deserve, but not you.
OLIVER
You're talking nonsense.
ELIO
You don't know the real me either, my friend. I fucked everything that moved in London...seriously. I should be dead already.
ELIO uncontrollably sobs and falls into OLIVER'S arms.
ELIO (CONT'D)
You have to forget you ever met me. Go back to your wife and son. Live a safe, normal life.
Please, Oliver, please. You have to go back...
OLIVER gently rocks him, and pulls him back into bed.
OLIVER
(whispering)
Yeah, yeah. We'll sort it all out in the morning, okay?
ELIO
(quietly)
We'll never see each other again. You'll forget all about me, please...please...
OLIVER
Okay, okay. Sleep now.
INT. TERMINAL - MADRID BARAJAS AIRPORT - DAY
OLIVER still looks rough around the edges from his fight, and ELIO looks tired and pale. They walk to the point where they must go in separate directions.
ELIO
You'll finish the book?
OLIVER
Yes, of course. And you will call me and let me know how you're doing, right?
ELIO
You know I can't.
OLIVER
You're sure this is what you want?
ELIO
It's what has to be. It's over. I want you to survive ... You deserve a house full of kids and
a life without rumors and innuendo. Go home and love them. We need to forget everything.
OLIVER
That's bullshit and you know it.
ELIO
We were never meant to be together... that's why you got married in the first place, isn't it?
You knew there was no future for us.
OLIVER
Stop it! Years ago I was afraid.
Afraid of my feelings, afraid of who I was when
I was near you. You were the strong one. (pause)
I'm sorry, sorry that I hurt you...
and for what it's worth, I never stopped loving you.
Now come here and hug me goodbye.
ELIO shakes his head, NO. OLIVER starts to get upset. ELIO will not look at him.
OLIVER (CONT'D)
Fine, Elio, if this is what you want...then, Later.
OLIVER turns on his heels and strides quickly away, never once glancing back.
Tears run down ELIO'S face as he looks up and watches OLIVER get farther and farther away. ANGLE ON OLIVER'S face as he leaves, wet with tears.