Tea Falco: Olivia

Me and You

Olivia

Olivia: [Olivia trying different hats on Lorenzo, left by Countess Nunziante in storage] Let me see this one. You know, I was doing photography a while ago. And video art. I even had some exhibitions. I won an important award when I was 18. It's true. I went to Los Angeles.
Lorenzo: Yeah, right.
Olivia: I did. But then I got messed up with dope and I stopped. The pictured that you saw are part of a series called 'I am the Wall'.
Lorenzo: What wall?
Olivia: It's a metaphor. Basically it's me becoming that wall, and entering the wallpaper, the plaster.
Lorenzo: Like a lizard.
Olivia: No, not like a lizard. In fact, I wanted to dematerialise. Me and you, if we didn't have our own point of view, we'd be the same, right? Without a point of view, we'd stop fighting each other, and accept reality for what it is, without judging it. Like... do you know Buddhism?
Lorenzo: But your not a Buddhist.
Olivia: Aren't I?
Lorenzo: No, you're always angry.
Olivia: It's not easy being a Buddhist. Besides, it's drugs that made me nasty. Before, I could pass through walls.
Lorenzo: Yeah, right.
Olivia: It's true. Do you like this dress?
Lorenzo: It's beautiful.
Olivia: Do you want me to put on a different one? Countess Nunziante was my size.
Lorenzo: All right.
Olivia: Ok.

Lorenzo: Who are you texting?
Olivia: My friend with the horses. Trying to set up a meeting for tomorrow. Know a nice bar where he can come and pick me up?
Lorenzo: Bar Aphrodite, in Piazza Verdi. They make good sandwiches. Is he your boyfriend?
Olivia: No, I had an affair with him, but he was with someone else when we met.
Lorenzo: Did he leave her for you?
Olivia: No, he cheated on her with me. After we met, we couldn't live without each other. But two months later be went back to her.
Lorenzo: Were you upset?
Olivia: A little, but I understand. No one breaks up for a junkie, obviously. But two weeks ago he sent me a message. He said he'd made up his mind, and wants to get back with me, if I kick the habit.
Lorenzo: Mmm... What's he like?
Olivia: Tall, curly hair, green eyes. He's a graphic designer in Rome. But he wants to quite everything and move to the country with me.
Lorenzo: Where?
Olivia: In Maremma. One of his relatives owns a farm. Maybe we could work there. It'll be a change of air. I've been on drugs for so long, I can't imagine how it is being around a normal person.
Lorenzo: Why?
Olivia: Because nothing touches you when you're high. You don't feel anything. Nobody can hurt you when you're high.
Lorenzo: Isn't that cool?
Olivia: No, because you're indifferent. And indifference is not a good thing. You become cold and nasty. Like me!

Lorenzo: Are you asleep?
Olivia: No.
Lorenzo: Promise me something?
Olivia: What?
Lorenzo: That you'll never take drugs again.
Olivia: I swear. And will you promise me something?
Lorenzo: Yes.
Olivia: Stop hiding. Shit, you're growing up now. Get a life. If you take a blow once in while, it's no bid deal. Look at me, I'm covered in bruises.
Lorenzo: But you have nine lives like a cat.
Olivia: Do you promise?
Lorenzo: Yes.
Olivia: It's late. let's get some sleep.