Luca: .”..CUT CUT CUT! Timmy! What are you doing? It looked like you were trying to eat Oliver’s face. Settle down, pull back a little.”
Timmy: “Oh, sorry Luca. Got it.”
Armie: *shrugs. Happy smile on his face*
Luca: “…and you’re desperately in love and…Armie! Stop! Mio Dio!”
Armie: *Lifts head to look at Luca, looks around dazed* “What!? What did I do (hazily)?”
Luca: “You were grinding into Elio like you were trying to get him pregnant! What is that!? Please! Timmy, you were responding in kind. Come on!”
Armie: “Oh sorry. I was ‘letting go’”
Luca: “No no no…no more explanations. Too much talking caro mio. Don’t let go so much.”
Timmy: *grinning sheepishly* “Sorry”
Luca: “And it’s a magical night, your last night together and…TIMMY! TIMMY!”
Timmy: Lifts head from Armie’s shoulder* “Sorry what?”
Timmy: *Realizes his leg is somehow wrapped around Armie’s waist*
“Isn’t that in the book? Aren’t our legs supposed to be entwined?”
Luca: “Not like that. Not in that strange, acrobatic way. How did you even?!? Nevermind, nevermind…”
Luca: “Yes, excellent excellent just ge–GODDAMN IT! CUT CUT! STOP!”
Armie and Timmy: *in unison, faces flushed and hair dishevelled* “WHAT?!?!”
Luca: “Look at the state of your pants! Please step away from each other, take a walk and come back once you’re in a more CALM state.”
Armie: *mumbling* “Well you wanted us to get into it…”
Luca: “CUT! Armie, you called him Timmy…AGAIN!”
Armie: “Shit, I’d been doing so well with that until now…”
Luca: “No you hadn’t. It’s literally happened every time we film you kissing!”
Timmy: *Looks down at ground, giggling and blushing*
Luca: (muttering to himself) Lord help me! these two are going to drive me to the brink! Okay good, good, keep going, yes. Wait, CUT, CUT!! Timmy!
Timmy: “I…did I say something? I feel like I might’ve said something…”
Luca: “You whispered 'fuck me Armie'”
Timmy: “No way? I did? Isn’t that in the script though somewhere…or in the book?”
Luca: “It’s not in the script, it’s not in the book, it wasn’t my direction, it wasn’t Andre’s intention, NO NO NO!”
Timmy: “Geez, okay. Sorry!”
Luca: “The blood is not getting to your brains I think!”
Luca: *sipping from a flask of brandy* “Yes, gently, a rhythm, yes, there is tenderness there. Good and…WAIT! STOP! TOO MUCH!”
Timmy: *pulling hand out of Armie’s trousers* “Too much?!”
Luca: *quietly aggravated* “Yes. Molto much. I think you know this.”
Armie: *smirking* “I’m cool with it!”
Timmy: *blushing and embarrassed* “I’ll get it right on the next take, promise!”
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