♪ ("THE WHITE LOTUS" THEME MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
♪ (THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
♪ (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(BOTH BREATHE HEAVILY, MOAN)
♪ (MUSIC DARKENS) ♪
(WAVES CRASHING)
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
What are you doing?
I feel like you don't believe me.
It's starting to drive me crazy.
It's not fair that you don't believe me.
When have I ever lied to you?
(EXHALES DEEPLY) I believe you.
Obviously, you don't. Or you wouldn't be acting like this.
-And it's... (INHALES) -(GLASS CLINKING)
It's fucked up. We've always been honest with each other.
So, just... give me a break.
-No, we haven't. (EXHALES) -We haven't?
I mean, we're not honest about...
About what?
About how we're not attracted to each other...
-anymore. -(SIGHS)
Or at least you're not attracted to me, you know?
It's, like, I get it you're on top of the world right now.
-You could sleep with... -(ETHAN SPILLER SIGHS)
...whoever you want,
-and you're stuck with me and... -Stop saying that stuff!
Yeah, it makes sense that
you'd wanna have sex with an Italian hooker.
-You're not getting any. -I didn't have sex
with an Italian hooker. Jesus, fuck!
I'm just saying that it's not the cheating
-that bothers me so much... -There was no cheating!
There was no cheating!
...as what it says about us.
What?
What does it say?
That maybe something has died.
We are too young to be this old, Ethan. (SCOFFS)
I'm sure you don't want that part of your life to be over.
Do you?
I don't.
(GULPS)
I'm dealing with a lot, okay?
Work's been insane. And...
Okay.
I don't know. I-- I... (SCOFFS)
We can work on it.
We can work on it, okay?
Do even want me?
I love you.
(SIGHS, SCOFFS)
-So depressing. -"I love you" is depressing?
-(SLURPS, GULPS) -(GLASS CLINKS)
No. No.
I love you, too.
Are you gonna go running or what?
-(SLURPS) -I don't know.
♪ (SLOW MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(WAVES CRASHING)
-You want a coffee? -DAPHNE SULLIVAN: Yes, please.
(EXHALES)
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
You know, she's pretty convinced you guys did something bad
-when we were in Noto. -Ooh, something bad?
-DAPHNE: Mm. -Like what?
I don't know.
-What'd you do this time? -I told you. We partied.
-How hard did you party? -(GROANS) So hard, honey.
-DAPHNE: Yeah? -So...
-fucking hard! -(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
-Because you left me. -Oh.
-Yeah. You abandoned me. -Yeah?
-And now, you must pay. -(CHUCKLES)
What about you? (CLICKS TONGUE)
-You fuck anyone in Noto? -(CHUCKLES)
Any fat Italian guys with BO and a dirty dick?
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
-Every single one. (CHUCKLES) -(LAUGHS) You little...
-(CHUCKLES) -Oh, yeah.
-Oh, you're gonna pay. -Mm.
♪ (SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
(PANTS)
(JACK SNORING)
-♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪ -(CUTLERY CLATTERING)
-So, how was the opera? -TANYA MCQUOID: Mm.
-She died. -Who?
-Madame Butterfly. -Oh.
How was your big night?
It was fun.
Yeah. We almost got arrested.
We didn't pay for our arancini. So,
-yeah. -Arancinis cost a dollar.
(CHUCKLES) I know.
Maybe you should slow down with this guy.
Why?
Something about his relationship with his uncle.
What about it?
-I don't think it's his uncle. -It is.
-TANYA: Mm-mm. -Why would you say that?
Oh, it was just a...
It was just a strong hunch.
Okay?
♪ (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Portia.
When I see you, I-- I see a younger version of me.
You know, when I was a little girl,
my mother used to dress me up like a little doll.
And I was always a little doll,
waiting for someone to play with me.
You know, when you're empty inside
and you have no direction,
you'll end up in some crazy places, right?
But you'll still be lost.
What are you trying to say? Like...
Get your shit together, Portia.
-(SCOFFS) -Buongiorno, ladies.
Pineapple mimosa?
-Mm. Yes. -TANYA: Oh, sure.
-How did we sleep? -Not great.
There were some strange noises in the night.
Oh, no.
Well, we need you refreshed, you're guest of honor tonight.
Oh.
(TEA POURING)
♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -Today's the big day!
Gonna visit the motherland.
Wouldn't it be cool
if we actually found some blood relations?
You know, uh, Marty Fiorina,
he did something like this, but in Puglia.
Found his entire extended family.
They had a big lunch,
they drank wine, they took photos.
Oh. A real homecoming.
-That would be nice. -ALBIE DI GRASSO: I found us a translator.
Good thinking.
-SALVATORE: -ISABELLA: Sì.
-(CLEARS THROAT) -(CHUCKLES SOFTLY) Sì.
Buongiorno!
Buongiorno.
-Salvatore? Salvatore! -(SALVATORE SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
♪ (PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
LUCIA GRECO: Hey!
Hey!
-What are you trying to do? -ETHAN: What do you mean?
Are you trying not to pay us?
-Were you not paid? -You owe us 1,300 Euros.
I'll get it sorted, we have money.
I-- I didn't realize you hadn't been paid, okay?
♪ (MUSIC TURNS EERIE) ♪
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -Yes.
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
-Ciao. -Ciao.
Salvatore?
(SCOFFS)
VALENTINA: Grazie.
(INHALES DEEPLY)
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
-Ah, sì? (CHUCKLES) -Sì
-(CHUCKLES) -Grazie! (CHUCKLES)
♪ (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
ETHAN: Hey. (SIGHS)
(SCOFFS)
What?
I just saw you talking to those hookers.
DAPHNE: I'm so hungover.
I think the only thing I can do today is lay on the beach.
Detox.
-Please stop gaslighting me. -I'm not gaslighting you.
Look, I can explain,
just can we please not talk about it right now?
Okay, whatever.
I'm over it. I don't-- I don't care anymore. (SNIFFLES)
(GROANS)
Just looking at all those sausages made me wanna puke.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
-(YELLS) -(PORTIA GASPS) Oh!
-(JACK LAUGHS) -Oh, my God!
-Sorry. (CHUCKLES) -Shit!
Scared the widdle baby, did I?
-(LAUGHS BREATHLESSLY) -Right.
I got the car for the day. Do you wanna take a drive?
We'll go down to Cefalù, we'll drink some Peronis,
eat some ice cream. What do you think?
-Sure, yeah! (CHUCKLES) -Yeah?
I'm down for anything.
I just wanna be back for the party thing later.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
-We'll be back. Don't worry. -Okay.
Uh, go grab all your shit, meet me by the car, all right?
Got me uncle's credit card, so,
-you know. -(CHUCKLES)
-All right. Go. (YELLS) -(GASPS) Oh, fuck!
-Oh my God! (CHUCKLES) -Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry,
-I was just teasing. -So mean!
Shit! (CHUCKLES)
♪ (PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(CROWS CAWING)
JACK: Is that... (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(CAR DOORS CLOSE) -(ENGINE STARTS)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
Wouldn't it be incredible
if we actually found some distant relatives?
DOMINIC DI GRASSO: Would be amazing.
Just try not to fall before we get you in the car, Dad.
-Oh. Thanks a lot, Dom! -Hey, guys.
This is Lucia. She's going to translate for us.
This is my dad, Dominic, and my grandfather, Bert.
My pleasure. Good morning!
-Hi. -LUCIA: Hi.
-I've seen you around. -Ah, yes! I am always around.
-I love this hotel, so... -HOTEL BELLBOY: Hey, Lucia?
Oh! Just-- just one second.
Sorry, Albie, I thought you meant, um,
someone who worked here in the hotel.
Is there a problem?
Oh, I-- I don't know if this is a good idea.
Dad, she's coming, okay? So, be polite.
You're overreacting.
-Giving yourself away. -What? Giving what away?
That you slept with her.
Stop it, please. I don't want her to come.
What's wrong with you?
-Can't you just be cool? -(SIGHS)
Get it together.
♪ ("TIPITIPITI" BY ORIETTA BERTI PLAYING) ♪
Okay, guys. What-- (CLAPS) Uh, let's-- let's do this.
BERT DI GRASSO: You seem to know a lot of the staff here.
Uh. Yes. Uh, he is the brother of a friend of mine.
-BERT: Ah! -LUCIA: Thank you.
So, tell us about yourself, my dear. Where are you from?
I'm from Catania.
Ah. How do you speak such good English?
From school. And... from my work.
Oh, what do you?
Hospitality.
High unemployment rate in Sicily, I hear, so it's--
it's great that you're employed!
Thank you, yes. I'm lucky.
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
I really wanna get a massage before we go home.
Do you wanna get massages today?
Yeah, sure.
'Kay, I'm gonna call and see if they have any availability.
STAFF MEMBER: Want me to get you another towel?
Dude!
DAPHNE: Can we sit here?
-You are fucking me up here! -What? How?
Harper is, like, 100 percent convinced I cheated on her.
-(CHUCKLES) But you didn't, man. -I know that!
But, could you at least, like, I dunno,
vouch for me or something?
♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
DAPHNE: Hi! I was wondering,
do you have room for two for a massage today?
Oh. Okay.
-Yeah. Daphne Sullivan. -(BIRDS CHIRPING)
DAPHNE: 109.
-Thanks. -♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
Okay. (SIGHS)
I got the last massage, but it's, like, right now.
-Are you sure you don't want it? -No, you take it.
You're the one going home to a house full of kids.
DAPHNE: Um. Okay, I'm gonna go,
'cause I wanna use the steam room.
CAMERON SULLIVAN: Yeah. Yeah, totally.
DAPHNE: So-- but I'll see you in a few hours?
-CAMERON: Take your time. -Bye.
E, you wanna go get some drinks, man?
No, I'm good.
-I'll go. -Yeah?
Yeah. Let's do it.
(WAVES CRASHING)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
JACK: Hmm.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-Do you have any goals? -(CHUCKLES)
PORTIA: What? (CHUCKLES)
-Goals? -Yeah.
-What are some of your goals? -I don't know.
Be satisfied?
Yeah, that'd be nice.
I think you just gotta live every day as it comes,
do you know what I mean?
Like, that's what I'd do anyway.
Who knows if we're even gonna be here tomorrow?
PORTIA: Yeah.
That's very true. The world's a fucked-up place.
So... (CHUCKLES)
What's wrong with it?
Are you joking?
Pretty fucking good world, I'd say.
Literally everything's falling apart.
You'd rather live in the Middle Ages then, would ya?
When they were ripping each other to shreds, yeah?
They were way worse than ISIS or any of them lot.
Like, it's a fucking miracle anyone's even left in Europe.
All we've been doing is just
fuckin' hacking each other to bits
and burning each other at the stake.
♪ (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
JACK: I'm ready for another beer.
All I'm saying is, right,
we're fucking lucky, do you know what I mean?
Like, we're living in the...
best time in the history of the world,
on the best fucking planet.
If you can't be satisfied living now, here...
you're never gonna be satisfied.
-(CHUCKLES) -So, let's get pissed, eh?
(CHUCKLES)
-Come on. -My... (CHUCKLES)
-JACK: I'll grab that. -Wait! Wait! (CHUCKLES)
♪ (SOFT MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪
-(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING) -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(WAVES CRASHING)
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
-(DOG PANTS) -(BIRDS CHIRPING)
Not much to it.
-Hmm. -No wonder they all left.
Who would I have been if I lived here?
You wouldn't have lived here, you would've left.
There are people who stay and there are people who leave.
-And I'm someone who leaves? -Hmm,
'cause you got wanderlust. You get that from me.
ALBIE: All righty.
Okay. All right, um, you're not gonna believe this.
We just talked to that woman and she said
that there is a Di Grasso family still living here
and she knows them.
-You're kidding! -Amazing!
They live a mile down the road, and she gave us the address.
-Let's go! (CHUCKLES) -Oh! (LAUGHS)
-What's wrong? -LUCIA: Alessio.
-He followed us here? -Albie, come on.
♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
-(CAR DOORS CLOSE) -LUCIA: Could you please drive?
-Please? -Something wrong?
Dad, start the car. Let's go.
(ENGINE STARTS)
DOMINIC: What?
Can you tell me what's going on, please?
-There's some guys following us. -DOMINIC: Who?
Just some guys Lucia knows.
-What should I do? -(BREATHES SHAKILY)
Just pull over. Stop!
I'll talk to him.
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
(BOTH ARGUING IN ITALIAN)
(IN ENGLISH) What should we do? What do we do here?
Dad, I don't know.
(CONTINUE ARGUING IN ITALIAN)
-(IN ENGLISH) Hey. -DOMINIC: What's going on here?
LUCIA: No.
I'm going with him.
No, we're not gonna let that happen. We can handle him.
No, you can't.
Do you want us to call the police?
The police? No! No, no, no, no.
Listen, guys. I'm fine.
He's upset, I just have to talk with him.
We can't let you go with him. No.
Yeah, but we're also not gonna escalate things further.
Please! Don't let this spoil your day.
Have your reunion and...
see you tonight. Okay? I'm fine.
-You're sure? -Yes.
ALBIE: Okay.
-All right. -LUCIA: I will call you.
-Okay. -LUCIA: I'm fine.
♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(DOMINIC SIGHS)
What happened?
You're gonna just let her get abducted?
That's what she wanted, Dad.
Oh, no. (GROANS)
-(ENGINE STARTS) -Don't go with him!
-♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪ -(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
GUEST: No, that was yesterday!
♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Hello?
-HARPER: Hold on, just one second. -Hello?
What the fuck?
Jesus!
So impatient!
ETHAN: Why did you latch the door?
I didn't know I did.
-What? You obviously did. -(DOOR CLOSES)
Habit, I guess?
Since when is latching the door your habit?
I had a tequila shot at the bar, I wasn't really thinking.
You had a tequila shot, and then you had to come up to get a hat?
Yeah, I felt like I was getting burned.
Let's go back down.
Why is this door open?
Is it? I don't know.
-I have no idea. -Was Cameron in here?
-No. -Where is he?
Uh. Pr-- probably in his room.
He said had to get something, too. Why?
So, you came up here together?
Yeah? So? (CHUCKLES) What is your deal?
-This door should be locked. -Then lock it.
(DOOR LOCKS)
♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
CAMERON: Hey, guys. Wait up.
(DOOR CLOSES)
Came to get my book. Come on.
Are you coming?
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
(DOG BARKING)
(CAR DOOR CLOSES)
Now what?
We came all this way. Might as well go in.
Yeah. (CHUCKLES)
Hello, uh, we don't, uh, speak...
Non parlo Italiano. But, uh, my name...
is Dominic Di Grasso.
Di Grasso.
DOMINIC: You are Di Grasso, sì?
Sì.
My mother was from Testa dell'Acqua.
From here.
She left to go to America.
DOMINIC: Sì. Now, uh, we've come back
to find where we're from.
Um, we think that, uh, we are related.
You're our relatives.
You and I are cousins!
Cousins.
ALBIE: Um...
(MAN SPEAKING SICILIAN OVER PHONE)
-BERT: Cugini! -ALBIE: Cugini.
OLD WOMAN: (IN SICILIAN)
-(QUESTIONS IN SICILIAN) -LOCAL 1:
-LOCAL 2: (IN SICILIAN) -OLD WOMAN: Huh?
OLD WOMAN:
(IN ENGLISH) Could we say buongiorno, uh, a tua madre?
(CHUCKLES) Eh.
DOMINIC: Woah.
Grazie.
BERT: Signora.
We are your cousins from America.
My mother was from Testa dell'Acqua!
From here!
-(IN SICILIAN) -BERT: Huh?
BERT: No, no.
-(IN ITALIAN) -(OLD WOMAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY IN SICILIAN)
(IN ENGLISH) No, no, no, no. We come in peace!
-ALBIE: I think we should leave. -(IN SICILIAN)
-No, we're related. We're rel... -Come on. Dad, Nonno, let's go.
-Nonno, we should go. Let's go. -OLD WOMAN: (IN SICILIAN)
-Sorry. Sorry. -Sorry, guys.
(DOG BARKING)
OLD WOMAN: Bah!
-DOMINIC: Let's get outta here. -OLD WOMAN: (IN SICILIAN)
-DOMINIC: (IN ENGLISH) Let's get outta here. -(IN SICILIAN)
-(OLD WOMAN SPEAKING SICILIAN) -(IN ENGLISH) Not quite what I imagined.
-OLD WOMAN: (IN SICILIAN) -(ENGINE STARTS)
(OLD WOMAN CONTINUES SPEAKING SICILIAN)
(URGES IN SICILIAN)
♪ ("SI CHIAMAVA GESÙ" BY FABRIZIO DE ANDRÉ PLAYING) ♪
(BIRDS SQUAWKING)
CAMERON: He is a slimeball.
I didn't mean to say he's, like, my best friend or anything.
HARPER: I just want you to admit it, that's all.
Yeah. I'd-- he can be a fun time. That's all.
That's all I meant.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
You wanna try this? It's actually kinda good.
Why are you in a good mood?
What?
Now, all of a sudden, you're in a good mood? Why?
Because we're in Sicily, and it's beautiful!
(ETHAN INHALES SHARPLY)
And because...
at the bar, Cameron confirmed everything that you said.
-He did? -Yeah. Basically.
DAPHNE: Hi!
-CAMERON: What's up, honey? -(DAPHNE SIGHS) Okay, guys.
-Don't hate me, but, wow! -What?
-That massage was amazing! -Oh, really?
-Yeah. -Oh, that's awesome.
-I'm happy for you. -Yeah?
-CAMERON: Yeah. -DAPHNE: Well,
then you'll also be happy to know that my masseur
-was so hot. -(CAMERON CHUCKLES) What?
-Yeah. -CAMERON: No!
Kinda looked like Timothée Chalamet.
-Oh, nice! -But he had muscles.
-What? -DAPHNE: Mm-hmm.
-Timothée Sham-a-lay? -(DAPHNE LAUGHS)
CAMERON: Tell me he didn't touch your boobs.
-DAPHNE: I asked him to. -Dirty slut!
-Are you jealous? -Yeah.
-Yeah? (CHUCKLES) -I want a fucking divorce!
-(IMITATING ANIMAL SOUNDS) -(DAPHNE LAUGHS)
-Cam! Stop it! (LAUGHS) -Oh! You are-- (SMOOCHES)
♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(SMOOCHING)
-Just kidding. -CAMERON: Mm.
♪ (MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING) ♪
(BELL TOLLING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
Whoo! Fucking hell! (BURPS)
(GROANS) I fucking love beer,
-know what I mean? -Yeah, I know.
How's your thing?
-It's good, yeah. -Yeah?
Uh, do you feel like we should head back to the house soon?
I feel like the party's probably starting. I mean... (CHUCKLES)
No, no, no, no, no. Fuck that, fuck that.
Uh, let's get another one.
-Geezer? -(SCOFFS)
Can we get, uh, two more, yeah?
Nice one.
Nah, don't worry.
My uncle's parties, they start late and they finish late.
So, we're good.
(GROANS) Fuck me sideways.
♪ (PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
QUENTIN: Oh, my God.
-You look stunning. -(GIGGLES)
-No, stunning. -(TANYA CHUCKLES)
-Turn around. -TANYA: No.
-QUENTIN: Come on. -No, my ass looks big.
No, it d-- Come on.
Let's see your big, beautiful arse
in that amazing symphony of salmon.
-(GIGGLES) -Yes!
-And there's more good news. -Yeah?
I found the perfect arm candy for you tonight.
What do you mean?
I mean literally the sexiest heterosexual in Palermo.
-Oh. Who is this person? -Niccolò. Gorgeous.
Notoriously well-hung. Not that
-I've seen it firsthand... -(CHUCKLES)
...he said, crestfallen. But believe me, I've tried.
-(LAUGHS) -(QUENTIN CHUCKLES)
Well, what does he do for a living?
Oh, this and that.
Niccolò may or may not have ties
to a very influential local family.
Oh, he joined the mafia?
Did I say that? I didn't say that.
We don't use that word in Palermo.
I know Niccolò because he supplies all my parties
with the best party favors.
Yeah, but, I'm not gonna be his type.
QUENTIN: Don't be ridiculous.
-(TANYA GROANS) -It's in the bag, as they say.
-Come on. There are people here. -(CHUCKLES)
-♪ (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
QUENTIN: Here's Penelope Bianchi.
-Nice to meet you. -TANYA: Nice to meet you.
QUENTIN: My dear friend, Emily Fitzroy. Peppe Tasca.
TANYA: What an honor.
They're lovely people, but we could be there all night.
-(TANYA CHUCKLES) -Okay.
Oh, Niccolò. Here he is.
-(SPEAKING ITALIAN) -Hello. Hey.
-Hello. -TANYA: Hi.
-Nice to meet you. -TANYA: It's nice to meet you.
-Piacere. -Mm.
-Yeah. Are you S-- Sicilian? -♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
-NICCOLÒ: Yes. I'm from Palermo. -Oh.
Oh. Oh, okay.
Little pick-me-up?
I'm, uh... I haven't done that in a long time.
-It's like riding a bike. -♪ (PLAYFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
-Oh. -(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
Oh. (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) Oh.
-Let's do it. -Uh. Okay.
-Okay. -QUENTIN: Here.
(GRUNTS, SNIFFS)
(INHALES, CHUCKLES)
(SNIFFLES)
-NICCOLÒ: Do you feel it? -I do. (CHUCKLES)
-(SNIFFS) Yeah. -It's very pure.
Yeah. And fresh, yeah.
Well, this is going rather well, isn't it?
I-- I love your giant pupils.
-NICCOLÒ: Thank you. -TANYA: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
-(SNIFFS) -We will have fun tonight.
(CHUCKLES)
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-Ciao. -ISABELLA: Ciao.
Ah! Uh, sì. Sì. Uh...
Okay.
Ah! Sì.
No, no, no.
Grazie.
ISABELLA: Okay.
Ah.
(CHUCKLES)
ISABELLA: Grazie.
-Um... -Uh...
Okay. Okay. Grazie.
(VALENTINA REPLIES IN ITALIAN)
-(CHUCKLES) -Grazie.
♪ (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
I don't know why they keep giving us these menus.
We know 'em back to front by now.
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
You-- you okay, man?
Harper told me that you, uh, said something to her.
Yeah.
Of course. I said, uh, you know,
you had done nothing wrong and you've been a good boy.
Stop flirting with my wife. I'm not a fool.
(CHUCKLES) All right.
D-- Dude, are you being serious?
Were you in our room?
-What? When? -ETHAN: Today.
Were you? In our room?
-No. Of course not. -♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
I know you got naked in front of her.
-(CAMERON SCOFFS) What? -On the first day...
CAMERON: What-- what are you talking about?
...when you borrowed my bathing suit.
(CAMERON HESITATES)
I know what you're doing, man. (CHUCKLES)
E, are you... losing it?
Were you in our fucking room, man?
-Just tell me the tru-- -(HARPER CHATTING INDISTINCTLY)
DAPHNE: Oh, well, you have to get a studio.
HARPER: Can't be consistent with the classes, you know?
DAPHNE: Yeah. I struggle with that, too.
(GROANS) Oh, my gosh, wow. (SIGHS)
I actually think little Timmy Chalamet
did fuck up my back.
-It's starting to really hurt. -Oh, sorry.
-HARPER: No. -(EXHALES)
-Do you have any aspirin? -Uh. I think I might.
-DAPHNE: Thank you. -HARPER: Yeah.
DAPHNE: Thanks.
♪ Watch the sun rise On a tropic isle ♪
♪ Just remember, darling All the while ♪
♪ You belong to me ♪
♪ See the marketplace In old Algiers ♪
Grazie.
♪ Send me photographs And souvenirs ♪
♪ Just remember When a dream appears ♪
Dad?
♪ You belong to me ♪
You okay?
You always think there's gonna be a homecoming.
The embrace of a woman...
who tells you you've done all right.
Well, there is no homecoming.
Not for me, not anymore.
(SNIFFLES) Not very hungry. (SIGHS)
Think I'ma just get a drink at the lounge. (COUGHS)
♪ (MIA VOCALIZING) ♪
(SIGHS)
♪ Fly the ocean In a silver plane ♪
♪ See the jungle When it's wet with rain ♪
♪ Just remember When I'm home again ♪
♪ You belong to ♪
♪ Me ♪
(APPLAUSE)
MIA: Grazie.
You know, you're really very good.
Well, you're better than the last guy.
-Oh. (CHUCKLES) -BERT: He was... terrible.
-(CHUCKLES) -Grazie. (CHUCKLES)
Well, I have one fan. (CHUCKLES)
(CHUCKLES)
♪ ("CIAO CIAO" BY LA RAPPRESENTANTE DI LISTA PLAYING) ♪
(SNIFFS) Thank you.
-Thank you. -TANYA: Yeah.
-(SNIFFS) -I love Palermo.
-(SNIFFS) -Palermo loves you.
-Ah! -I'm-- Wait.
Don't tell anyone, okay?
-About this room. -No.
-Nobody knows. -This is our secret place.
-(SNIFFS) Wow. -TANYA: Oh, wait a minute.
Can we look in your cocaine bag?
-NICCOLÒ: Yeah, sure. -'Cause I--
-I want some more. -NICCOLÒ: Yeah.
TANYA: Ooh, look.
-NICCOLÒ: Yeah. -You got a gun.
-Wow! You... -And I always carry it with me.
You got a-- What were you doing with a gun?
NICCOLÒ: Yeah, yeah, yeah, (CHUCKLES)
TANYA: Yeah. (CHUCKLES)
-That is so sexy. -NICCOLÒ: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
-I want it. -You wanna start?
-Yeah. -(CHUCKLES)
(TANYA SNIFFS)
-Oh, yeah. (LAUGHS) -TANYA: Oh.
(SNIFFS)
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
(CHUCKLES) Huh.
VALENTINA:
No.
(CHUCKLES)
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY, SPEAKS ITALIAN)
(MIA CHUCKLES)
(CHUCKLES)
Okay.
(EXHALES)
(CHUCKLES)
Hey.
Hey, hey.
Okay. (SPEAKING ITALIAN)
♪ (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(VALENTINA QUESTIONS PLAYFULLY IN ITALIAN)
(MIA CHUCKLES)
(BOTH LAUGH)
MIA:
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
(WAVES CRASHING)
(INSECTS CHIRPING)
What does he want from you?
He wants to control me.
He won't let me go, you know.
What would it take for him to let you go?
Money. He says I owe him.
I make a lot of money for him. I told you, he is crazy.
But it's not your problem.
♪ (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(SIGHS)
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
(SINGING)
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
♪ (SOFT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
JACK: Why we going? It's too early.
PORTIA: No, it's-- it's time to go.
(JACK GROANS)
♪ I'm forever blowing bubbles ♪
♪ Pretty bubbles ♪
-Oi! -(QUESTIONS IN ITALIAN)
JACK: Watch where you're fucking going, you cunt!
-(SPEAKING ITALIAN) -PORTIA: Sorry. Sorry.
-Hey, hey. Hey. -JACK: What's wrong with ya?
-(SPEAKING ITALIAN) -JACK: Dickhead!
-PORTIA: Sorry. -(CURSES IN ITALIAN)
-Hey. Look, look. Let's just-- -Vaffanculo...
-Let's... -...you fuckin' prick.
You wanna go to the party?
-Let's go to the party. Yeah? -What? Oh.
-No, no, no, no, no. -(SCOFFS)
No, we can't drive. We're too drunk.
It's all right. We'll just get a hotel, yeah?
I got my uncle's credit card. Yeah?
Why is it so sad? Smile.
Ah, it's just a bunch of fuckin' gays and old hags.
We'll make our own party, yeah? And we'll be satisfied.
-Finally be satisfied. Mwah! -♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
♪ Fortune's always hiding ♪
♪ I've looked everywhere ♪
♪ I'm forever blowing bubbles ♪
♪ Pretty bubbles in the air! ♪
United!
(GASPS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(MOANS, SMOOCHES)
(BIRD SQUAWKS)
(HARPER SMOOCHING, MOANING)
(KNOCKING, RATTLING ON DOOR)
ETHAN: Hello?
(BANGING ON DOOR)
-HARPER: Hold on, just one second. -ETHAN: Hello?
(BANGING ON DOOR)
HARPER: Jesus! So impatient.
I found my Ambien. Do you want one?
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
-Huh? -Do you want an Ambien?
Uh. No. (CLEARS THROAT)
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
♪ ("ANDIAMO" BY FIORI PLAYING) ♪
-(LAUGHS) Oh. -NICCOLÒ: Away from the public, okay?
(TANYA GROANS)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER) -(LAUGHTER)
(BOTH LAUGH)
-(SPEAKING ITALIAN) -(MOANS) Yeah?
(SPEAKING ITALIAN)
Oh. I don't speak Italian. Thought I told you.
-Okay. I come back. -Mm. Okay.
-Just give me one second. -Mm. (GASPS) Mm.
(GROANS)
Oh. Oh. Oh.
♪ ("ANDIAMO" BY FIORI FADES) ♪
Wow.
♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(NICCOLÒ CLEARS THROAT)
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
Oh.
-(TANYA SIGHS) -Wow!
Uh. I'm-- I'm so nervous.
Just sit down.
Mm.
♪ ("UN BEL DI" PLAYING) ♪
It's just...
You're just really handsome.
-Yeah? -TANYA: I don't know...
(COMPLIMENTS IN ITALIAN)
-(SMOOCHES) -TANYA: Mm.
♪ ("UN BEL DI" CONCLUDES) ♪
-JACK: Hey. (CHUCKLES) -(SIGHS)
Oh, it's a nice room, innit?
Yeah. It's fine, I guess. (LAUGHS)
(BAG THUDS)
Well, it's free.
Must be nice to have a rich uncle.
Yeah, well... (EXHALES)
...he's not rich.
Not really anyway. He's spent most of it, hasn't he?
-♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ -You've seen the way he lives.
Got his boat.
(EXHALES) His house.
These fucking princesses, and lords,
and these posh fuckers, yeah?
They got their palazzos.
They ain't got no money.
He was gonna have to sell Villa Pisano.
(SIGHS) It's his family's fucking house!
Your family, too, though, right?
Because he's your uncle. Right?
That would have fucking killed him. (CHUCKLES)
(SIGHS)
But he doesn't have to?
Well, he's coming into money now, isn't he?
Is he?
Oh, yeah. (SIGHS) Yeah, yeah.
And he's gonna help his friends.
‘Cause he's-- he's-- he's very giving.
I'm just happy that-- that I get to, you know,
help him now.
(SIGHS) 'Cause he's helped me.
How are you helping him?
I was in a fucking hole.
You know, you complain about your life, yeah?
But really, you should just shut it,
‘cause you ain't never been in a fuckin' hole like that.
Nah.
And then he comes along and...
You know, no one's perfect.
Sometimes you do things you don't wanna do.
-You know? -No...
What do you mean? What kind of hole?
Fucking deep hole, man.
Very fucking deep.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
♪ ("UN BEL DI" PLAYING) ♪
(JACK SNORING)
♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
♪ ("THE WHITE LOTUS" THEME MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
♪ (THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪