爱在日落黄昏时 Before Sunset (2004)【完整台词】
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♪ Now we are together
♪ Sitting outside
♪ In the sunshine
♪ But soon
♪ We'll be apart
♪ And soon
♪ It'll be night at noon
♪ Now
♪ Things are fine
♪ The clouds are far away
♪ Up in the sky
♪ But soon
♪ I'll be on a plane
♪ And soon
♪ You'll feel the cold rain
♪ You promised to stay in touch
♪ When we're apart
♪ You promised before I left
♪ That you'll always love me
♪ Time goes by and people cry
♪ And everything goes too fast
Do you consider the book
to be autobiographical?
Um, well...
I mean, isn't everything autobiographical?
I mean, we all see the world through
our own tiny keyhole. Right?
I always think of Thomas Wolfe.
Have you ever seen that little
one-page note to reader
in the front of 'Look Homeward, Angel'?
You know what I'm talking about?
Anyway, he says that we are the sum
of all the moments of our lives
and that anybody who sits down to write
is gonna use the clay of their own life,
that you can't avoid that.
So when I look at my own life, you know,
I have to admit, right, that I've...
I've never been around a bunch
of guns or violence, you know, not really.
No political intrigue
or a helicopter crash, right?
But my life, from my own point of view,
has been full of drama. Right?
And so I thought if I could write a book
that... that could capture what it's like
to... to really meet somebody.
And one of the most exciting things
that's ever happened to me
is to really meet somebody,
make that connection.
And if I could make that valuable,
you know, to capture that,
that... that would be the attempt, or...
Did I answer your question? I...
I'll try to be more specific. Okay?
Was there ever a French young woman
on a train you met and spent an evening with?
See, to me that, uh...
I mean, that's not important. You know?
So that's a yes.
All right, since I'm in France and this is
the last stop of my book tour, yes.
Thank you.
Mr. Wallace, the book ends
on an ambiguous note.
We don't know.
Do you think they get back together
in six months like they promise each other?
Like they promised? Um...
I think I answered that.
You know, it's, uh...
It's a good test,
if you're a romantic or a cynic. Right?
I mean, you think... you think
they get back together, right?
- You don't, for sure.
- No.
And you hope they do, but you're not sure.
That's why you're asking the question.
And do you think they get back together?
I mean, did you in real life?
Did I in real...
Look, in the words of my grandfather,
to answer that would take the piss
out of the whole thing.
We have time for one last question.
What is your next book?
Uh... I don't know, man.
I don't know.
I've been...
I've been thinking about this...
Well, I always
kinda wanted to write a book
that all took place, uh,
within the space of a pop song.
You know, like three or four
minutes long, the whole thing.
The story... The idea
is that there's this guy, right,
and he's totally depressed.
I mean, his great dream was to be
a lover, an adventurer, you know,
riding motorcycles through South America.
And instead he's sitting
at a marble table eating lobster.
He's got a good job and a beautiful wife,
right, everything that he needs.
But that doesn't matter, because
what he wants is to fight for meaning.
You know? I mean,
happiness is in the doing, right?
Not in the getting what you want.
So he's sitting there,
and just that second
his little five-year-old daughter
hops up on the table.
And he knows that she should get down,
'cause she could get hurt.
But she's dancing to this pop song
in a summer dress.
And he looks down,
and all of a sudden, uh, he's 16.
And his high school sweetheart
is dropping him off at home.
And they just lost their virginity,
and she loves him,
and the same song
is playing on the car radio.
She climbs up and starts
dancing on the roof of the car.
And now he's worried about her.
And she's beautiful, with a facial expression
just like his daughter's.
In fact, maybe that's why
he even likes her.
See, he knows he's not remembering
this dance. He's there.
He's there in both moments simultaneously.
And just like for an instant,
all his life is just folding in on itself.
And it's obvious to him
that time is a lie,
uh, that it's... that it's...
it's all happening all the time,
and inside every moment is another moment,
all... you know, happening simultaneously.
Anyway, that's...
that's kind of the idea... anyway.
Our author has to be
going to the airport soon,
so thank you all very much
for coming over this afternoon.
And a special thanks to Mr. Wallace
for being with us.
Thank you. Thank you.
We hope to see you here again
with your next book.
Thank you all.
How much longer
before I have to go to the airport?
You should leave at 7:30.
7:30 at the very latest, hmm?
Okay. Okay.
Hi.
Hello.
Bonjour.
How are you?
Good. And you?
I'm good. Yeah, I'm great. I'm, uh...
Do you want to maybe get a cup of coffee?
Didn't he just say
you have a plane to catch?
Uh... yeah.
But, I mean, I have a little time.
- Okay.
- Yeah? All right, well, let me...
I'll meet you outside then. Okay.
Excuse me. I'm just gonna go get
a cup of coffee. I'll be back at 7:15.
- Did you sign all these?
- Yeah, I sure did.
Get your driver Philippe's card so that you
can call his cell phone if you're running late.
We will put your bags in the car
so you are not late going to the airport.
- All right. Thanks for everything.
- Thank you.
- Merci beaucoup, mademoiselle.
- Simone.
Simone. Which one's Philippe?
Merci.
I can't believe you're here.
I live here in Paris.
- Wow. Um...
- Are you sure you don't have to stay?
- You're not supposed to talk some more?
- No, they're sick of me.
- I spent the night here last night.
- You did?
- Yeah, they got a loft upstairs.
- Oh, wow.
- Anyway, how are you? This is so weird.
- I'm fine.
- It's good to see you.
- It's good to see you.
- So, you want to go to a café?
- Uh, yeah.
Okay. There's one
a little further that I like.
I thought I was gonna totally lose it
in there when I first saw you.
How'd you even know I was gonna be here?
It's my favorite bookstore in Paris.
You can sit down for hours and read.
I love it.
- There's fleas, but, you know...
- I know.
I think a cat slept on my head last night.
So I saw your picture on the calendar
about a month ago
and that you were going to be here.
It's funny because I read
an article on your book.
- And it sounded vaguely familiar.
- Vaguely, yeah.
Yes.
But I didn't put it all together
until I saw your photo, so...
Did you have a chance to read it?
Yes! I, um... I was really, really surprised,
as you can imagine.
I mean, I had to read it twice, actually.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Comme ci, comme ça?
- No, I liked it!
- Yeah?
- It's very romantic.
I usually don't like that,
but it's really well-written.
It's really well-written. No, I really...
- Thank you.
- Congratulations.
- Wait.
- What?
Before we go anywhere, I have, um...
I have to ask you.
Sure. What?
Did you show up in Vienna that December?
Uh, did you?
No, I couldn't. But did you?
- I need to know. It's important to me.
- Why, if you didn't?
Well, did you?
No.
Oh, thank God you didn't.
- I'm, like... Oh, my God.
- Thank God I didn't and you didn't.
If one of us had showed up there alone,
then that would have sucked.
I know. I was so concerned with that.
I always felt horrible about
not being there, but I couldn't.
My grandma died a few days before
and she was buried that day, December 16.
- She died? The one in Budapest?
- Yes.
- You remember that?
- I remember everything.
Of course. It was in your book.
♪ Sitting outside
♪ In the sunshine
♪ But soon
♪ We'll be apart
♪ And soon
♪ It'll be night at noon
♪ Now
♪ Things are fine
♪ The clouds are far away
♪ Up in the sky
♪ But soon
♪ I'll be on a plane
♪ And soon
♪ You'll feel the cold rain
♪ You promised to stay in touch
♪ When we're apart
♪ You promised before I left
♪ That you'll always love me
♪ Time goes by and people cry
♪ And everything goes too fast
Do you consider the book
to be autobiographical?
Um, well...
I mean, isn't everything autobiographical?
I mean, we all see the world through
our own tiny keyhole. Right?
I always think of Thomas Wolfe.
Have you ever seen that little
one-page note to reader
in the front of 'Look Homeward, Angel'?
You know what I'm talking about?
Anyway, he says that we are the sum
of all the moments of our lives
and that anybody who sits down to write
is gonna use the clay of their own life,
that you can't avoid that.
So when I look at my own life, you know,
I have to admit, right, that I've...
I've never been around a bunch
of guns or violence, you know, not really.
No political intrigue
or a helicopter crash, right?
But my life, from my own point of view,
has been full of drama. Right?
And so I thought if I could write a book
that... that could capture what it's like
to... to really meet somebody.
And one of the most exciting things
that's ever happened to me
is to really meet somebody,
make that connection.
And if I could make that valuable,
you know, to capture that,
that... that would be the attempt, or...
Did I answer your question? I...
I'll try to be more specific. Okay?
Was there ever a French young woman
on a train you met and spent an evening with?
See, to me that, uh...
I mean, that's not important. You know?
So that's a yes.
All right, since I'm in France and this is
the last stop of my book tour, yes.
Thank you.
Mr. Wallace, the book ends
on an ambiguous note.
We don't know.
Do you think they get back together
in six months like they promise each other?
Like they promised? Um...
I think I answered that.
You know, it's, uh...
It's a good test,
if you're a romantic or a cynic. Right?
I mean, you think... you think
they get back together, right?
- You don't, for sure.
- No.
And you hope they do, but you're not sure.
That's why you're asking the question.
And do you think they get back together?
I mean, did you in real life?
Did I in real...
Look, in the words of my grandfather,
to answer that would take the piss
out of the whole thing.
We have time for one last question.
What is your next book?
Uh... I don't know, man.
I don't know.
I've been...
I've been thinking about this...
Well, I always
kinda wanted to write a book
that all took place, uh,
within the space of a pop song.
You know, like three or four
minutes long, the whole thing.
The story... The idea
is that there's this guy, right,
and he's totally depressed.
I mean, his great dream was to be
a lover, an adventurer, you know,
riding motorcycles through South America.
And instead he's sitting
at a marble table eating lobster.
He's got a good job and a beautiful wife,
right, everything that he needs.
But that doesn't matter, because
what he wants is to fight for meaning.
You know? I mean,
happiness is in the doing, right?
Not in the getting what you want.
So he's sitting there,
and just that second
his little five-year-old daughter
hops up on the table.
And he knows that she should get down,
'cause she could get hurt.
But she's dancing to this pop song
in a summer dress.
And he looks down,
and all of a sudden, uh, he's 16.
And his high school sweetheart
is dropping him off at home.
And they just lost their virginity,
and she loves him,
and the same song
is playing on the car radio.
She climbs up and starts
dancing on the roof of the car.
And now he's worried about her.
And she's beautiful, with a facial expression
just like his daughter's.
In fact, maybe that's why
he even likes her.
See, he knows he's not remembering
this dance. He's there.
He's there in both moments simultaneously.
And just like for an instant,
all his life is just folding in on itself.
And it's obvious to him
that time is a lie,
uh, that it's... that it's...
it's all happening all the time,
and inside every moment is another moment,
all... you know, happening simultaneously.
Anyway, that's...
that's kind of the idea... anyway.
Our author has to be
going to the airport soon,
so thank you all very much
for coming over this afternoon.
And a special thanks to Mr. Wallace
for being with us.
Thank you. Thank you.
We hope to see you here again
with your next book.
Thank you all.
How much longer
before I have to go to the airport?
You should leave at 7:30.
7:30 at the very latest, hmm?
Okay. Okay.
Hi.
Hello.
Bonjour.
How are you?
Good. And you?
I'm good. Yeah, I'm great. I'm, uh...
Do you want to maybe get a cup of coffee?
Didn't he just say
you have a plane to catch?
Uh... yeah.
But, I mean, I have a little time.
- Okay.
- Yeah? All right, well, let me...
I'll meet you outside then. Okay.
Excuse me. I'm just gonna go get
a cup of coffee. I'll be back at 7:15.
- Did you sign all these?
- Yeah, I sure did.
Get your driver Philippe's card so that you
can call his cell phone if you're running late.
We will put your bags in the car
so you are not late going to the airport.
- All right. Thanks for everything.
- Thank you.
- Merci beaucoup, mademoiselle.
- Simone.
Simone. Which one's Philippe?
Merci.
I can't believe you're here.
I live here in Paris.
- Wow. Um...
- Are you sure you don't have to stay?
- You're not supposed to talk some more?
- No, they're sick of me.
- I spent the night here last night.
- You did?
- Yeah, they got a loft upstairs.
- Oh, wow.
- Anyway, how are you? This is so weird.
- I'm fine.
- It's good to see you.
- It's good to see you.
- So, you want to go to a café?
- Uh, yeah.
Okay. There's one
a little further that I like.
I thought I was gonna totally lose it
in there when I first saw you.
How'd you even know I was gonna be here?
It's my favorite bookstore in Paris.
You can sit down for hours and read.
I love it.
- There's fleas, but, you know...
- I know.
I think a cat slept on my head last night.
So I saw your picture on the calendar
about a month ago
and that you were going to be here.
It's funny because I read
an article on your book.
- And it sounded vaguely familiar.
- Vaguely, yeah.
Yes.
But I didn't put it all together
until I saw your photo, so...
Did you have a chance to read it?
Yes! I, um... I was really, really surprised,
as you can imagine.
I mean, I had to read it twice, actually.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Comme ci, comme ça?
- No, I liked it!
- Yeah?
- It's very romantic.
I usually don't like that,
but it's really well-written.
It's really well-written. No, I really...
- Thank you.
- Congratulations.
- Wait.
- What?
Before we go anywhere, I have, um...
I have to ask you.
Sure. What?
Did you show up in Vienna that December?
Uh, did you?
No, I couldn't. But did you?
- I need to know. It's important to me.
- Why, if you didn't?
Well, did you?
No.
Oh, thank God you didn't.
- I'm, like... Oh, my God.
- Thank God I didn't and you didn't.
If one of us had showed up there alone,
then that would have sucked.
I know. I was so concerned with that.
I always felt horrible about
not being there, but I couldn't.
My grandma died a few days before
and she was buried that day, December 16.
- She died? The one in Budapest?
- Yes.
- You remember that?
- I remember everything.
Of course. It was in your book.
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