[plane engines roaring overhead]
[speaking inaudibly]
[indistinct announcement on PA]
["La Dolce Vita" playing]
[upbeat Italian song continues]
[Orestis] that separates our position on something.
It's so thin,
we sometimes don't realize we cross it at all.
While other times, we cross it carelessly.
A musical staff has five lines, and that's not a random number.
Each of these lines delineates the notes and their position on the staff.
Similar to a human being, a note exists only when it takes its place between,
above, or beyond the lines.
So thin is the line in life that separates right from wrong.
Good from evil.
In some places, beautiful things occur at the same time
as terrible things.
Humans have this ability to embody both extremities,
good and evil, all at once.
This is the thin line that sets humans apart.
[shouting inaudibly]
[speaking inaudibly]
[Orestis] something keeping me
from crossing that line.
And that was music.
When I first came here,
I never expected that this island would change my life completely.
Nor that all these people would be somehow connected.
CHAPTER IV A FINE LINE
[calming Italian song ends]
PROGRAM
So, here's the festival program and all the locations.
If anything changes, we'll adjust it.
But I'd rather not have any changes made.
Mrs. Maria. Together with the Cultural Club
and the Folk Dance Club, you'll be dancing at the Ipapanti like last time.
Antonis, you'll sing in Agios Nikolaos, and people will be getting there by boat.
Klelia, you'll perform the concerto with the strings.
The choir will be singing at various locations.
For the final night, Mrs. Haris will sing outside,
accompanied by the symphonic orchestra.
Klelia on the piano, and Antonis, the mandolin.
We'll be rehearsing every day for at least five hours.
Before each and every performance,
I also want all of you to be present for additional rehearsals.
Spyros, what's up with the stages?
They're coming from Corfu. We've already given them dimensions.
Good. The space outside will be set up accordingly
so everyone can be at the top of the stage.
People will be watching the shows from the boats and the sides.
Please make sure that you do not miss a single rehearsal…
-Look how severe he is. -[Haris] Hmm.
He took my job.
-He's gorgeous. -[Orestis] Be punctual.
Don't come at the last minute. Agreed?
[gulls calling]
Miss Milonas?
-Will this embargo go on for much longer? -It's not an embargo.
-Is it quarantine? -More like distance.
Shall we go for a swim, then?
-Orestis? -What?
You told me that here before.
What was it you said? "We don't have to analyze
or talk or anything, really."
"We'll just sit quietly and listen to some music."
"That's all. We'll just go for a swim. Does that sound so weird?"
Your
-I was much cuter. -But I was more confident.
I was younger.
I was younger too, but I'll fail if I talk about age today. Miserably.
I don't know. We better not.
[Orestis sighs]
-Do you want me to follow you? -Yep!
[electronic rendition of "Can't Help Falling in Love" playing]
Wait.
♪ Wise men say ♪
♪ Only fools rush in ♪
♪ But I can't help ♪
♪ Falling in love with you ♪
♪ Shall I stay? ♪
♪ Would it be a sin ♪
♪ If I can't help ♪
♪ Falling in love with you? ♪
[romantic song fades]
[on headphones]
♪ Darling, so it goes ♪
♪ Some things are meant to be ♪
♪ Take my hand ♪
♪ Take my whole life too ♪
♪ 'Cause I can't help ♪
♪
[excited chatter]
[music blasting inside]
[keys jangle]
[somber music rises]
Good evening, my friends.
It's such a pleasure to see all of you here again at this beloved venue.
The last time we were gathered here,
we got to witness a truly phenomenal festival.
Now, much time has passed.
So much has happened, and together, we've gotten through it all.
And with hard work and faith from all of you good people here,
we achieved something of great significance.
Personally, through my institutional role, I contributed to
and championed initiatives designed to enhance the lives of our community.
And I want you all to know that, for me, artistic efforts are crucial
as they connect us to each other and throughout many generations to come.
Music was and will be a curative force in tumultuous circumstances
for the rest of our lives and beyond.
[ominous string music building]
So, this summer, and on the initiative of Haris,
the festival has been brought back to life.
I would like to thank Orestis Emmanuel
from the bottom of my heart for being with us again,
to help the island, that he may very well call his own by now.
Miss Maria as well, for her contribution.
Now, the festival will take place at various locations on the island,
just like last year.
And one last thing, my dear friends.
I honestly didn't think we would make it.
But thanks to all these people here, my family,
I daresay they accomplished what many thought could not be done
in such a brief period.
So at the very least,
they deserve a big thank you, along with our most enthusiastic applause.
[gentle music rising]
[sighs]
[music fades]
[Fanis] What are you doing here this late?
[Sofia] Do I need to remind you that this is my home?
[water running, stops]
You can't stand the other one anymore?
-Trouble with Michalis? -Not your business.
Was it too much for him and he kicked you out?
-Yes. -He'll get over it.
He loves you too much to leave you. Unless you're sick of him.
I'm so sorry.
I know how much you care about him.
[Sofia sighs]
May I?
Help yourself, please.
Where are the kids?
You think they tell me anything?
I hope at least you understand that I'm trying to protect them.
-You have a funny way of showing it. -I do. You used to like that way.
-[somber music playing] -I never liked it.
Then why did you stay, Sofia?
What the fuck did we build this house for? We made many things together.
Was it all in my head?
No, it wasn't.
Our kids hate us. We're terrible parents, aren't we?
We must have done something right, as the kids turned out okay.
They are unlike their parents.
I'd appreciate it if you could share
when I may have disappointed you to this extent.
Why, would you change anything?
I want to know.
-When you started to terrify me. -You're afraid of me?
Tell me honestly.
After 30 years, do you love me at all?
Yes.
The Italians invited us on their boat.
I managed to buy us a little time by scaring the detective off the island.
To protect Antonis and Klelia.
To stop being on thin ice with the Italians.
Great. So what happened, then? He doesn't care about your money.
I'm going to bed.
What's this, Fanis?
I should be afraid of you, not the other way around.
I don't quite know how decent we are as parents.
But you should know, I'd never screw you over like this, Sofia.
Next time, I urge you to consider the impact of your actions
on our children and whether you want them to remain alive, my dear.
[recorder beeps]
[Sofia]
You want Fanis because you know about his business,
and you want to catch the people he works for.
Isn't that the truth?
[Demosthenes]
[Sofia] of Charalambos alone.
Forget all about it.
And I'll be able to give you all the information you're looking for
to help you catch the people you want.
[Demosthenes] a political figure,
and this is a very big case we're talking about here.
[somber music peaks, fades]
How are you, Mr. Kouvas?
[groggily] Did I make it?
With quite a few stitches, but you got lucky.
The knife didn't hit the aorta or any of your organs.
You lost a lot of blood, but we caught it in time.
Get some rest. You're weak from the sedation.
He could have killed me if he wanted. He wanted to scare me off.
-Who did? -Come on, Doctor. Not now…
It was a break-in.
The police and the whole island are looking for the perpetrator.
[laughs] Let me make a wild guess.
They haven't found him yet.
This whole thing is a first for the island.
Some think it was a foreigner who broke into other homes.
Uh, to steal what?
Place mats? [chuckles weakly]
I know.
Just for the sake of appearances. That fucker.
[groans]
What have you given me? Morphine?
Don't give me that shit again. I can't take it.
-I'm getting dizzy. I shouldn't talk. -Please rest now.
I just came by to tell you you're okay.
Tomorrow an ambulance will take you across,
so you can be transported to a hospital off the island for further examinations.
I'm not going anywhere.
Did Haris get to sing?
Excuse me?
The festival!
[groans loudly]
Whoa, what did you give me?
I feel like I smoked a dozen joints.
Did Haris sing or not?
[groans] Did I miss it?
["Aloha 'Oe" playing on radio]
-How's the new job going for you? -Many things need to be set up.
I like it, but sometimes I feel like I don't care at all.
I also had a new nanny come in.
She's really good.
But I don't want to leave her alone too long.
When you come back, you'll take care of her
as well as giving me some time to myself, hmm?
-[baby babbling] -I don't want her just for the weekends.
We'll create a schedule.
-[Orestis] Mm-hmm. -[Alexandra] Hmm?
Ah.
Did you just notice it? [chuckles]
Yeah.
How's the festival going?
Good.
It reminds me of what I'm natural at, and I love it.
I spoke to the school.
I explained a couple things and told them it was a misunderstanding.
[Orestis sighs]
What I did was very cruel. I know.
[baby exclaiming happily]
I want to take her with me to the school to hear some music.
-She may like it. -[Alexandra] Mm.
-I envy you. -Why?
Because you're so passionate about what you do.
Anyone else in your position would have run away with all this madness.
When are you leaving?
Very soon.
Now that Fanis took care of that nosey cop.
I didn't think he'd do it.
It was the smartest thing he did to scare him off.
How do you know it was Fanis?
Because that's exactly what I'd have done, to protect my loved ones.
My own ass too.
[Orestis] Come. Come on.
Come see Daddy. Hey, hey. Yes. Yes.
-Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. -[giggles happily]
Do you realize that you and I are the only family she has?
Yeah.
And in some ways too, this is the only family you and I have.
[somber music playing]
[speaking inaudibly]
[music fades]
Good evening, Michalis.
This is Mr. Sotiriou from Corfu.
He runs the Prosecutor's Office, and he sent Mr. Kouvas here.
-How is he today? -He's fine. He's out of danger.
Thank God. I'm so relieved.
They've been looking for the perpetrator, but I'm sure he's already fled the island.
We've notified the stations in Parga, Igoumenitsa... All over.
-I think it was just a bad moment. -Hmm.
What's really important is that he's all right and he's going to live.
You know, I never thought there would come a day
when something like that would take place on my island.
-Can I see him now? -Of course you can.
I'd better not bother you anymore.
Mr. Sotiriou, I'll see you later at my office.
-Michalis, do you… need anything else? -No, I'm okay.
Great.
[door opens]
[chuckles wryly]
If I told you the son of a bitch got me, would you believe me?
[Sotiriou sighs]
-Yeah. -And you won't do anything about it?
If it were up to me, maybe I would. But it's not worth it.
Demosthenes, the case has been closed.
The higher-ups demanded it.
[Demosthenes sighs]
-You've been recalled. -They got to you as well?
Who?
You have to stop insisting.
Demosthenes, look at yourself.
What are you doing, exactly? Is this really worth it?
Fuck me, I should've taken the money he offered.
Maybe you should've stopped insisting on something that's bigger than any of us.
Did
I came to see how you were.
And I also brought you the file with all your papers.
There's no longer a case for you to keep digging.
You're not on duty anymore.
I can't keep you at the station. Do you understand?
On the first of next month, you'll start getting your pension,
which will be an honorary one for your work on the force.
That's what I managed to get for you.
[sarcastically] I'm touched.
As soon as you get better, you're leaving this island.
We'll talk more when you're outta here.
-Do you need anything else from me? -It was his son who did it.
He's covering for him, so they won't find more evidence on him
and the ring he's set up.
He's a puppet for the Italians. He's laundering money for those gangsters.
My family is worth
a lot more than any scumbag in this fucking world.
[somber music playing]
See you.
[door opens]
[door closes]
[sighs deeply]
When are you leaving?
Soon as the festival's over.
When are you coming back?
I don't know.
I have no reason to come back besides you.
And also, my grandmother.
This house was two stories tall… not so long ago.
-Would you live in this house? -Yeah.
I'd fix up the roof as well as the casings,
and it would be fine.
[Antonis] The bathroom?
[Spyros] Over there.
And over here, a living room and a bedroom.
And a small kitchen over there.
I don't need anything else.
[Antonis chuckles softly]
-What about upstairs? -[sighs]
All yours, you little show-off.
[Antonis sighs]
Hey, don't feel so bad.
He's alive, and he's fine.
The most important thing is that the case has been closed.
We no longer have anything to be afraid of.
Right?
Hey.
[Spyros sighs]
[Orestis] is enough to make us cross that thin line.
We don't have to act on it.
Just knowing alone makes it feel like we're complicit.
But when we rid ourselves from the fear,
it's a relief.
For everyone.
[music fades]
-So, Michalis? How's he doing? -He's fine.
-Ah. -No, Mrs. Haris, you can't go in.
Why? What happened?
He's much better, actually. He's just asked not to be disturbed.
Huh. You mean me, don't you?
[Michalis] Hmm.
I don't think he'd have any other visitors.
Fine. You want some fresh orange juice?
And cookies from Loukas? Here.
-You're sure he'll be fine, right? -Yes. In a few days, I said.
Do you have any idea who did it?
Mrs. Haris, I know things that I wish I didn't know about.
Things I shouldn't know.
Do you?
I act like I don't know because I have no other choice.
Don't ask me, then.
[Haris] Hmm.
You're by far the quietest man on the island. How do you manage?
And you see where this has gotten me.
Her car is in front of her house every morning.
You couldn't stand it.
We all have our limits, and I've reached my limit a long time ago.
[Haris] Hmm.
For the first time in her life,
she tried to be happy by being in a relationship with you.
[sighs]
You get out of life exactly what you put into it, isn't that true?
I don't say that because she's my daughter,
but it breaks my heart, seeing her imprisoned like that.
You should grab a cookie.
[gentle Greek tune playing]
[door opens]
[door closes]
Hey, what's going on?
Yianna, you opening a clothing store? What's this?
[crying] I'm packing my bags, Miss Maria.
This is where we part ways.
I wouldn't really say that, Yianna. Come on.
You're moving three houses up the street. Turn this off.
[gasps]
[quietly] Fine.
[somber tune stops]
[sighs, sniffles]
I wanna give you this.
It's my favorite, and I'd like you to have it, you know.
I got it when I was in Mursi in Albania.
Thanks, Yianna. It's nice of you.
You know, Mrs. Maria, I'll always consider you
like a second mom to me.
Come here, silly you. Come here.
-Everything will be fine. -How can you say that, Mrs. Maria?
Do you think I like having to go back to my parents?
I liked it here.
And just when I was doing fine and had everything taken care of,
I now have to start from scratch again.
Honey, what are you talking about? You can't think this way. It's not right.
You should be glad that you're so young and can start over.
[blows nose] Yeah, right.
Who gets pumped about starting from scratch?
I do.
I'll tell you something I haven't told anyone, not even Spyros.
I'm going to sell the restaurant.
-What'll you do? -I'll figure it out.
You're such a strong person. But I'm different.
You think
Terrible things had to happen for me to wake up.
You're wrong about us both.
You are much stronger, sweetheart.
And if you hadn't settled in pretending to be somebody else,
you could have been doing amazing things in life by now.
[Yianna sighs]
[exhales deeply]
[sniffles]
[bittersweet Greek tune resumes playing]
-[song ends] -[indistinct chatter]
[somber piano music playing]
[gentle music playing]
COFFEEHOUSE IPAPANTI
Klelia.
How's everything going with the festival?
Good.
You think it's weird I asked you to sit with me?
Yeah.
I just think it's time you and I had a little conversation.
Hmm? A proper one.
-A proper one? -I have opinions.
I really don't want to get involved in your relationship with Orestis.
[Klelia] I don't want to talk about Orestis.
[Alexandra] My relationship with him is a given. And so is yours.
He's very much in love.
He's also an idiot.
He'll fall flat on his face. You'll eventually grow tired of him, so…
Not my business, though. [chuckles]
I'd like for us to talk about my daughter and his future relationship with her.
Why do we need to talk about that now?
Because if you're going to be with Orestis,
you'll have to deal with this too.
-What's your opinion? -No opinion.
-It's not very nice, what you're doing. -Yeah? What, exactly?
Making people feel so uncomfortable around you. Why do you do that?
I'm not the third wheel in your marriage, and I've been trying to keep my distance.
Why do you think that is?
-'Cause there is a child involved. -Exactly.
So if you'd like, we can have that cup of coffee. Fine.
But don't make me uncomfortable in that way.
I'm sorry. I won't.
I've forgotten what it's like to have a normal conversation in a normal place.
-You remind me of my father. -Oh? Shall I take that as an insult?
Yeah.
Yeah, I can understand someone wanting to control everything
and fuck over everyone.
-That's how I grew up. -Same, but I'm not like him.
You got lucky.
-I've turned out just like him. -It's a bummer.
So I guess that means somewhere deep inside,
you and I have something in common.
-Do you talk to your father? -Not anymore.
But I'm sure I will in the future.
He has a way of pulling you back into his world.
Yeah, mine too.
I don't want her to have that kind of relationship with her dad.
-What's it like, having a kid? -Why do you ask?
-I'm just curious. -I'd rather if it was simpler.
-Does it change you? -I wouldn't be here talking to you.
Orestis isn't like my dad, and neither is he like yours.
That's something you should know.
You're so in love with him?
I hope you'll be able to take it.
Because he'll always have our kid and me, and it'll be hard.
Who really knows? Maybe I don't care.
You
But you're strong enough to fight it. You and I have that in common.
[Klelia sighs]
And you're so annoyingly beautiful,
it's only fair I make you feel uncomfortable.
[both chuckle]
[cheerful music fades]
[Michalis] Honey, I'm home.
I won't stay long.
Kouvas is still at the clinic, and I have to go back.
But if you feel like it, we can grab a drink in Taxidi tonight.
[breathing shakily]
[somber music playing]
[crying softly]
[music fades slowly]
♪ There must be something ♪
♪ About her ♪
♪ That you love, don't you, dear? ♪
♪ Something about her ♪
♪ It'd be wiser for me ♪
♪ To run away from all I see ♪
♪ I can't resist ♪
♪ What good is love ♪
♪ If not to miss your hands ♪
♪ Or your eyes ♪
♪ Or the way that yours Just look in mine? ♪
♪ I'd die ♪
♪ To live for any little part of this ♪
♪ There must be something ♪
♪ About her ♪
♪ That you love, don't you, dear? ♪
♪ Something ♪
♪ About her ♪
♪ Terrifies all my fears ♪
♪ She sits in a smile With eyes looking through ♪
♪ What's the point of all this music ♪
♪ If I'm not here to dance with you? ♪
♪ There must be ♪
♪ Something ♪
♪ About her ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ Must be ♪
♪ Something ♪
♪ About her ♪
[crowd cheers and appaluds]
[gasps]
Antonis? What are you doing here?
Did my father do this to you?
Yeah.
How did you get in here?
Please, you'd better leave.
If I hadn't shot him, he would have killed Spyros.
You know that.
I know.
I know everything.
But the case is closed. It doesn't matter anymore.
I had no idea how uncanny this feeling would be.
So strange.
I'll never get over this.
You should thank God that these feelings are unnatural.
[ominous music rises]
[speaking inaudibly]
[unsettling music peaks, fades]
We need to do everything we can to get all the surrounding land.
Investors are already here, and we're still talking.
Fanis, many of our people will riot.
They won't like the idea of the island being corroded.
They'll ask for favors. Nothing will be corroded.
We have all this green land. We're not a third-world country.
Can't you see how lucrative this'll be?
We'll have an airport and more tourists. More money for everyone.
I disagree. Let's put it to a vote.
What are you talking about?
Sakis, I was elected mayor, so we aren't putting anything to vote.
The decision is mine, and it's an important project for the island.
So, let's move on to the next topic.
[indistinct chatter]
[Fanis] How's it going?
Fine. They're setting up the stages.
Yeah, I know. I paid for them.
-[Orestis scoffs] -Is everyone ready?
They should be.
We haven't had the chance to talk, my friend.
I came by to thank you.
I really appreciate that you and Alexandra didn't say anything.
-I heard she left. -She did. You wanted to say goodbye?
When I come to Athens, I'd like us to meet up.
Only if you want to, of course.
Meet for what?
I'm helming some serious investments for the island.
Would you and Alexandra be interested in participating in such a project?
It's a great opportunity, and I owe it to you both.
As you already know, Alexandra and I are divorced.
We have no financial connections.
Well, will you set up a meeting with her?
Yeah.
-Is that why you came here? -To say goodbye too.
I know you love this island.
And if your relationship with my daughter goes on, who knows?
Maybe you'll visit more often. It's a great opportunity.
[Orestis scoffs]
Fanis, why the hell do you want to destroy the island too?
You're such a romantic.
That's good for my daughter.
[Fanis] How are we doing here?
Please be careful. The stage is brand new. Let's not damage it, okay?
[groaning]
[inhales sharply, moans]
-Mr. Kouvas, what are you doing? -I'm just going out.
You're not ready for that. Come on.
Fine. I'll just go out and be right back, okay?
The stitches aren't fully healed yet. You're not fit to walk.
I'm fine. Trust me.
Doctor, it's really important for me to go now.
You're not going anywhere, Mr. Kouvas. Sit down.
What if I promise you
I'll get in the ambulance and go to the hospital in Ioannina tomorrow? Huh?
I'm sure you'd love to get rid of me. That's an offer you can't refuse. Come on.
Please, help me with my shirt.
For crying out loud, man. Where do you want to go?
To the festival. [groans]
Easy, easy. Easy with the sleeve.
[groans]
If you want, you can take me.
I just want to watch them from afar. I don't want her to see us. Huh?
-Will you say goodbye for me? -To who?
Beautiful woman, isn't she? Ow!
-Easy Are you always so grumpy? -You have no idea.
Don't you know when to accept defeat?
Whenever I lose, I go.
This whole thing is bigger than all of us.
Will you say goodbye for me?
-I will. -That's my boy.
Come on. Help me out with the shoes.
[sighs] Come on.
[groans]
Easy. Easy.
Come on.
[groans]
[grunting]
Easy. Easy, Doc, easy.
[moans in pain]
Doctor, shall we stop for a cappuccino before the festival?
Oh! I'll be a laughingstock if they see me like that.
Oh! Ow!
Talk about a bad temper. And they keep telling
[continues groaning]
-[ominous string music playing] -[crows cawing]
[orchestra warming up]
[ominous music building]
[instruments tuning]
[excited chatter]
[speaking inaudibly]
[exhales slowly]
[light, jazzy music playing]
-[instruments tuning] -[doing vocal warm-up]
Not so much vibrato.
-How we doing here? -Haris, please stop moving. Come on.
-[sighs] How do I look? -Gorgeous.
-I feel so stressed out. -Me too.
And you're stressing me out. Enough.
Orestis, after this, I want you to come by my house.
-Why, what happened? -Nothing.
I want to have you over for dinner.
Come on, is this really the time to talk about that?
[upbeat, jazzy tune continues]
-Where's Fanis? -With Giovanni.
Things are tough between you two, huh?
A bit, yeah.
What can I do to help you?
From my own personal experience,
I can say that women are typically better at handling a crisis than men are.
[orchestra warming up]
Enough, enough, enough. All right. Listen up.
Everything will be fine.
We've had our rehearsals. There's no need to be nervous.
I know what I'm asking of you seems hard, but we have to enjoy it as well.
Making a mistake is really not a big deal. No one will notice.
I just want you to be focused,
to listen to one another, to communicate with the eyes.
If anyone has a problem, just look at me.
Okay? And above all, I don't want you to be afraid.
I spent many years in America. Giovanni's the reason I went to Europe.
I run all the projects we have in Italy, and I also travel abroad when I have to.
-Can I be frank with you? -Of course you can.
I think it's important that we figure out how to keep everyone's positions intact.
Tell me what it is you're afraid of. Giovanni?
Fanis is…
He's under a lot of pressure.
[Joana] with our men?
They never see the point to look ahead. Right, Sofia?
[Sofia] Mm.
Don't be afraid of Giovanni.
He only wants the business to keep rolling and to avoid further exposure.
-For everyone involved. -How can we do that, though?
Hey. That's what we're here for. To find a solution.
Be honest with me. Do you think Fanis can keep on doing this?
Well… I know he's trying to act in everyone's best interest,
Even if he makes mistakes.
You know what they love to say in America?
Women gotta stick together.
[both laugh]
[instruments tuning]
Good luck, Klelia.
Good luck to us.
[exhales deeply]
Guys!
[silence falls]
Are we ready?
[sighs deeply]
[crowd applauding and cheering]
[gulls calling]
-[Fanis] What did you talk about? -She's on your side, so…
If she is, he is too.
She'll ask him to bring in someone else temporarily
Giovanni won't accept it.
Are you fucking her?
Yeah.
Is that why she likes you so much?
I was looking for a way to feel cared for.
And I was lonely.
I want us to get out of here, please.
I want to go home.
Thank you.
I wouldn't have managed without you here today.
I assure you that I will do everything I can
to prevent this from happening again.
You have my word.
[gentle tune playing]
[in Greek] ♪
♪ And rose to the sky
♪ Its silver is an ailment
♪ And you are like host
♪ On my palate
♪ A mirror of my haunted dreams
♪ Conveyed by a Mercury god
♪ Shine on me, look
♪ For in my heart
♪ There's a bitter paper airplane
♪ I breathe my bloody love
♪ Like a flailing stingray
♪ A wintering eagle sighs in your chest
♪ A plane tree reminisces on your lips
♪ How beautiful you are, my light
♪ A sprig of immortality, and a brother
♪ I soar upon your silver mane
♪ And everything is born anew
♪ The moon claimed your eyes
♪ So that I'd have a beacon
♪ To light my nights
[music ends abruptly]
[crowd cheering]
[cheering grows louder]
[sighs]
Before we have dinner, I'd like to tell you all something.
I invited you over
to have dinner with all of you because I owe each of you something.
Uh, I know it may seem a bit out of place after everything that's happened, but,
for once, I want to have something normal happen in this house. You know?
[sighs] Orestis, I want to thank you.
I also want you to know, before you leave the island,
that even it was only for a short time, we all appreciate
how you helped us remember how important it is to do what you love.
Hopefully, the next time around, with less drama.
You two, make sure to overcome your fears.
You know firsthand how much people suffer when they hide who they truly are.
Haris, you have become a true friend to me.
And you always will be.
Klelia, I want you to know that if you were my daughter,
I'd be really proud of you.
You're the only person at this table that wasn't afraid to claim what you love.
And you're lucky that you're in love with someone
who shares your passion for what you do.
[Klelia sighs]
Don't confine yourself like me and your mother did in the past.
We're paying for our mistakes.
Your life is ahead of you. Live your dreams to the fullest.
That's all I have to say right now. Cheers everyone.
[all] Cheers!
[ominous music rises]
[Spyros]
-[Haris] -[Maria]
[Orestis]
-Here. No? -[Haris] The meat is more than enough.
Here, Haris. You deserve a nice slice.
I'll cut it for you. You'll tell me what you think of my sauce.
[ominous music building]
[Klelia, muffled] Mom?
[sounds echoing]
[Klelia, louder] Mom?
Mom!
[distortion subsides]
What's wrong with you?
Nothing. I'm just feeling a little off.
I have a migraine and didn't get any sleep.
You didn't come yesterday.
I know. I'm sorry.
I wasn't feeling well.
We're about to leave.
What about Dad?
I don't know.
I haven't seen him today.
[footsteps approaching]
You ready?
[sighs]
Will you come to Athens?
As soon as possible.
I promise you guys.
I love you two more than anything in the world.
[sighs deeply]
[crying silently]
[gentle piano music playing]
[sobs]
[boat horn toots]
[gulls crying]
[music ends abruptly]
[knocking on door]
He's not answering my calls. What should I do?
-Do you want me to call the police? -Yes, I think you should.
Him disappearing just doesn't feel right.
[door closes]
[breathing shakily]
[Sofia]
in the cruelest way possible.
From the bottom of my heart, I would…
I would like to ask you all to forgive him, please.
Especially our children.
We are devastated.
It will definitely take us a long time to
figure out why he did this.
Fanis was a good person.
He loved his island very much, his family.
As I was his spouse,
I have no other choice
but to continue his work.
[unsettling music playing]
[Sofia]
but by being close to the people of this island.
By helping them out in any way I can, with discretion, like he did.
For me, his legacy is our family.
And all the memories we made together that will stay forever etched in my soul.
[unsettling music fades]
FOR SALE
[indistinct chatter]
Hello. Hi, dear. Are you all right?
Everything okay?
Keep writing. Give me five minutes and come in.
-[Yianna] Good morning, Mrs. Maria. -Good morning, girls. How are you?
Yianna has just been showing us the photos of the women we were talking about.
And here we have,
uh, the reports on the photo shoots
we'll be doing for the center later this week.
Your safety is our priority here. We'll facilitate the process for you.
In here you'll find institutions
and names of counselors that I want you to start seeing.
I've already told them about you and they're expecting your visit.
Whenever you require support, day or night, I'll always be here for you.
Me and Leta as well.
Yianna will make a video of you
so we'll have a record of everything.
And then we can find a good lawyer and send that scumbag to jail.
[chuckles softly]
Are you scared?
Do you want to hear my story now?
["Να Μ' Αγαπάς" playing on headphones]
[introspective Greek tune grows louder]
[song cuts out]
-This is Doctor Michalis. -Nice meeting you.
-Likewise. -And this is Elena.
-Hi. Elena? Michalis. -[Elena] Elena. Nice to meet you.
["Να Μ' Αγαπάς" continues]
[music cuts out]
[introspective tune continues]
[song ends]
[police siren wailing]
ATHENS POLICE DIRECTORATE AMPELOKIPOI POLICE STATION
MAESTRO IN BLUE
I'm a bit confused. That line we've been talking about, you know?
It's an allegory for the world around us, right?
-Correct. -And what does that have to do with music?
The line is what the musical notes rest on, right?
Yeah. I don't get it, though.
For me, music is a response to everything we've been talking about.
It's not a mirror of society.
I don't disagree with you.
But a musical piece is like a small society in itself.
Think of people as notes.
And so putting them in the right sequence will give you a melody.
If not, you'll get a cacophony.
The notes are seven, you all agree?
The different characters around us are not that many.
These seven notes are enough to describe the entire spectrum of the human soul.
[discordant notes playing]
The question is what the relationship amongst these notes will be.
And where they'll be placed on the line.
It's like… it's like paths leading us, the instrument players.
That's why they say music is universal. Because humans look alike.
Just imagine the world we live in as the score and us as the notes.
If we happen to pick the wrong place on the line,
what we'll be hearing will be awful.
But if we pick the right place,
we'll hear the most beautiful melody in the world.
[gasps]
[panting]
[sirens wailing in distance]
[playing frenetic melody]
[panting]
And what if we think we're in the right place on the line,
but we're completely wrong.
At some point, we'll come to realize and change places.
We'll move on.
-[crowd cheering] -[fireworks popping in distance]
[joyful music playing]
Excuse me.
And what if we can't move on?
We're not all so strong. Not all of us are the same, right?
Then we'll keep producing the same cacophony, won't we?
And since everyone around us will be used to it,
they'll think it's a melody.
But it's not.
-["A Night Like This" playing] -♪ On a night like this ♪
-♪ When the stars are bright ♪ -♪ In the sky above ♪
-♪ And the moon is high ♪ -♪ What a perfect life ♪
-♪ In the sky ♪ -♪ To fall in love ♪
♪ If we steal a kiss ♪
-[song cuts out] -[baby fussing]
♪ The band is softly playing ♪
♪ I hear a voice that's saying ♪
♪ Every slow ♪
-[song cuts out] -[baby fussing]
[baby exclaims]
♪ Just might start a romance ♪
♪ I've often dreamed ♪
-♪ Every night in my sleep ♪ -♪ That you'd come along ♪
♪ Like a melody ♪
What you're saying isn't really optimistic.
You're wrong. It's much more optimistic than you think.
It can only be good for you to be aware of the reality.
It fuels you.
It makes you hear what can't be heard. And that makes you a better musician.
It's only when you get to know reality, you find the imagination needed to create.
That's not simple.
Well, you're the one who wants to be a maestro.
That's complicated in itself. What do you think, then?
That all the music you admire and want to conduct,
one day, was created out of simple lives?
No. But I don't think suffering is a prerequisite for something beautiful
or worthy to be created.
Sure, but that doesn't negate the fact that people are complicated and restless.
[scoffs]
Personally, I find love the only thing comparable to music.
[plane engines roaring overhead]
[indistinct chatter]
Yes.
Why is that?
Maybe because it's the only equally strong feeling.
Because love is a state of creation. That's the reason.
And you're right there.
It's the only thing comparable to what a musician feels.
Love is a necessity. A principle.
It's the strength we gain in order to build something beautiful.
And since you brought up love, what else do music and love both share?
Hmm?
No one?
Harmony.
Harmony is as much necessary in a composition as it is in love.
Only harmony can bring continuity.
So then… what's more important for you, sir?
To be in love or music?
[indistinct chatter]
[gentle piano tune playing]
[background sounds fade]
[indistinct chatter resumes]
So, music is more important.
Yes.
If love then it will come back to you
in the future.
And it will be harmonic too.
Just like your music.
[somber music playing]
[sighs]
[crying inaudibly]
[melancholic music building]
[tender tune fades]
Again.
[playing simple tune]
Bravo! [chuckles]
Bravo, Eleonora.
Do you two hear how beautifully she's playing?
[speaking inaudibly]
Again.
♪ One, two, three, four! ♪
["Bittersweet Symphony" playing]
♪ 'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony ♪
♪ That's life ♪
♪ Tryna make ends meet ♪
♪ You're a slave to money, then you die ♪
♪ I'll take you down the only road
♪
♪ You know the one that takes you ♪
♪ To the places Where all the veins meet, yeah
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ No change, I can change I can change, I can change ♪
♪ But I'm here in my mold I am here in my mold ♪
♪ But I'm a million different people From one day to the next ♪
♪ I can't change my mold No, no, no, no, no ♪
♪ Have you ever been down? ♪
♪ Change ♪
[lively orchestral music playing]
[energetic music concludes]