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PREVIOUSLY ON THE LIONS OF SICILY

-Sulfur.
-Gold of the devil.

He's sitting on a gold mine,
and he has no idea.

Make arrangements to start excavating
tomorrow morning.

I can't come in for five minutes

-to talk to the Baron?
-[Carlo] Don Vincenzo.

Don't humiliate yourself. It's pointless.
Only noblemen are allowed.

-Find me a wife.
-[gasps]

But she must be titled. A noblewoman.

It's very important to us that,
after she marries you,

you stop handling money.

What brings you to Sicily?

I'm looking for materials
to be processed in Lombardy.

-Excuse me.
-[Tommaso] My daughter, Giulia.

Haven't we already met somewhere before?

Don't, please.

[Vincenzo] Sometimes,
what seems to be a wrong move

can turn into a perfect opportunity.

I can't marry you.

You can live in one of my apartments,
if you want.

I will take care of everything.

[♪ soft music playing]

[Giulia] What is it?

What are you thinking?

[Vincenzo] That we're above everyone
and everything, you and me.

[Giulia] You have to believe you're above
everyone else so you can be happy.

But you'll never be happy that way.

-[♪ soft music concludes]
-[footsteps approaching]

You were with her last night, weren't you?

Do you believe I have to explain
my whereabouts to you, Mama?

Yes. You do when they put
our name in jeopardy.

Your name's on everyone's lips, Vicè.

Get that tramp out of your mind.

You know no one will agree
to a marriage with you if you don't.

If you continue,

you'll throw away everything
your father and uncle worked for.

You must know!

Then find her for me.
A woman with a title, and I'll marry her.

Don't worry about Giulia.

I'll continue to see her,
whether you like it or not.

No, you won't.

You can't have everything in life, Vicè.

Oh, no? And running water?
That was impossible too, wasn't it?

[chuckles softly] I'm going to have
everything I want, Mama.

THE LIONS OF SICILY

-[church bell tolling]
-[indistinct chatter]

Sorry, but what did you think
was going to happen?

-I thought we were careful.
-Well, not careful enough, obviously.

There's no way I can permit this.

-Excuse me?
-I said I won't permit it, Giulia.

What are you saying?

My reputation
will be completely destroyed.

[scoffs] Your reputation?
Have you thought about mine?

I won't give up this baby,
if that's what you were expecting to hear.

Will he recognize the baby, Giulia?

I don't know, but I can convince him.

Convince him? [scoffs] Unbelievable.

Is that why you're here? Huh?
To tell us you think you can convince him?

I came here in the hope
of finding some support.

You're delusional, Giulia.
That man has no shame.

This is our fault.

We let that shameless pig
come in here and dishonor her.

This is our punishment.

Think about it, you can't have a child.
It'll be a bastard.

The baby has no blame in this.

-You're going to Genoa. That's final.
-Genoa, for what?

You'll stay with my sister
until you give birth,

away from all the prying eyes.

As for the bastard, we'll decide
in due time what to do with it.

I'm not going anywhere.

You don't get to decide for me.
And stop saying bastard.

Go pack your bags.

You'll leave here tomorrow.

[♪ somber music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

-[Giulia] Vincenzo!
-[♪ somber music concludes]

Answer me.

I know you can hear.

I need you to talk to me. Can't you see?

This baby is yours.

It's a Florio. [sniffles]
Isn't that enough?

My family's sending me to Genoa
to give birth in secret.

Is that what you want?

What you want for a child of yours?

What kind of man?

What kind of man is Vincenzo Florio?

[♪ somber music playing]

[sighs]

[Giuseppina] Did you hear?

They're sending her away.

Problem solved.

-[♪ somber music concludes]
-I'll do as you wish. I'll go to Genoa.

It's the only choice we can make.

On one condition. You won't take my child.

And you'll never see me or my baby again,
so you won't have to be ashamed of us.

-My baby won't be an orphan.
-[♪ somber music playing]

Damned coward.

[♪ somber music concludes]

She's the perfect match, trust me.
Already a widow, but she's very young.

A family of status. She's perfect for us.

And she's splendid, Vicè.

You'll see,
she'll give you a beautiful family.

I'll do what you want.

Arrange for us to meet.

What's wrong?

Are you still worried about
the bastard who was sent away?

[cutlery clinking]

I agreed to not see her ever again.

So now, don't twist the knife.

[chair squeaks]

[birds chirping]

[Vincenzo] Raffaele!

Raffaele, where are you?

Hey! Vicè, I didn't know you were coming.

Why haven't the barrels of Marsala
been shipped?

[Raffaele] Good morning to you, too.

I was waiting
to have enough for a full load.

What are you waiting for? You're waiting
when we need people to taste it.

They need to know who we are!
Get these shipped right away!

Watch it. I'm your partner,
not your employee, huh.

Exactly. A partner with a courage
to take risks, initiative.

-I expect it.
-What's your problem?

You're stressed so you come here
to take it out on me.

Raffaele, I gave you the opportunity
to be my partner.

Don't make me regret it.
Ship those barrels, now!

Why don't you go to hell?

I heard that people in Milan are burning
businesses, sometimes to the ground.

And that the mansions of noble families
have been ransacked.

The aristocrats flee to the country
to avoid contagion

and ill-bred peasants
taking advantage.

[sighs] Donna Rachele,
cholera is divine retribution.

Aren't you worried
about getting cholera, Don Vincenzo?

[Vincenzo]
Are we here to talk about plagues?

Please, I'm interested in your opinion.

[Vincenzo] I'm more worried
about what it could mean for trading.

Today, a ship from Genoa is being forced
to stay in port for 21 days of quarantine.

That shipment is likely to go bad.

If the same thing happened
to one of my ships,

I'd be out of sizeable sum of money.

Is that it?
The money is what you're worried about?

And what about the people
starving to death?

-Do you not feel bad for them?
-[chuckles]

[Giuseppina] Vicè.

What is it that's funny?

Countess Terranova wants us to believe
she's worried about the fate of the poor,

while on her land, the peasants
are treated worse than slaves.

[Rachele] Donna Giuseppina.

-[Vincenzo groans] Ah, signora.
-It's Countess.

-Countess.
-Better.

[Vincenzo] We provide
for hundreds of families,

both in and out of Palermo.

I do more for the poor than 100
of you parasitic aristocrats ever have.

Vicè!

Please forgive me, Donna Rachele,
for the impertinence of my son.

Would you give me a moment alone with him?

Mother, you may go.

Indeed. Donna Rachele, a moment alone.

Follow me, Countess.

I'll show you the rest of the house.
You behave.

Don Vincenzo,

your rude attitude is unbefitting
a man of your intelligence.

I don't demand courtesy,
but I demand respect. It's what I'm owed.

If you must, I don't like you either.

But adoration doesn't make
the world go around, business does.

I believe you've finally
said something interesting.

Something we see eye to eye on.

I'm listening.

I know this marriage
is just a business agreement,

but its terms must be beneficial
to us both.

You get something
that you want from my family,

and I can get mine back onto their feet.

We don't have to like each other…

but we can be allies.

-What do you say, Don Vincenzo?
-[♪ dramatic music playing]

[harbor bell ringing]

-[♪ dramatic music concludes]
-[knocking on door]

-[Tommaso] Are you in charge here?
-[harbormaster] That depends.

[Tommaso]
My daughter has to leave for Genoa,

and suddenly, there's no ships
heading north from Palermo.

A matter of safety.
We fear an outbreak of cholera.

Such nonsense! Everyone knows
there's no cholera in the city.

Not yet. And to your point, that's why
we've decided to limit our contact

with the mainland.

My daughter needs to leave. It's urgent.
When will she be able to?

[harbormaster] Next month,
if everything goes well.

-A month? Are you being serious?
-I'm not the one who makes the rules.

Oh, I know exactly who's authority
is responsible for this mess.

Be careful, signore, because
you're talking about our king.

Do you have something to say

about the Sovereign
of the Two Sicilies, signor--

-What was your name?
-[Giovanni] Papa, let's go.

Come on.

You should have seen the look
on the poor devil's face when I told him.

Just keep it up,
and I'll give you more next time.

Tell me,
how am I supposed to keep this up?

This time I was able
to use the excuse of cholera

but I don't know how I could…

It's just… If I may ask,
why is this so important to you?

I pay you well.

Keep doing what you're told
and mind your own business.

[♪ whimsical music playing]

[Vincenzo] And keep me informed!

Let's portion this one too. Come on.

[indistinct chatter]

My plan is to create more space
to process the fish, here and here,

expanding the warehouse
on the far side of the tower.

Come, I'll show you.

As it is, we don't have enough room,
so they have to work in shifts.

Vincenzo, we can talk about this
another time.

[Vincenzo] Why?

I usually have to beg you
to stop asking questions,

but today you're a bit distracted.

The demand for tuna
is down across Europe.

And the people are saying that using salt

to preserve the food causes scurvy.

Are you thinking you want to stop
modernizing now?

Why would we stop?
With two plants, what do you think?

I can't afford to give up
the tuna trade now.

Let's hope the scurvy nonsense goes away.

[Vincenzo] Do you believe in God, Carlo?

Do you want
the appropriate answer or the real one?

It would be convenient to think…

that there could be some kind of reward
waiting in another life.

Do you ever think about
the futility of our efforts?

My father and uncle worked
their whole lives

without ever being able to enjoy
all that they created.

Neither can I.

If business slows down,
I become anxious thinking about…

-who knows.
-Look at it this way,

you could spend more time
with your family.

Why do you say that?

Your mother told me
you're getting married. Is it true?

My mother…
She's obsessed with this marriage.

-[church bell tolling]
-[indistinct chatter]

You really shouldn't make
your disappointment so obvious.

I don't want to give her the satisfaction.

Honestly, your mother isn't the one
I'm worried about.

What do you mean?

If you want me to move forward,

there is a requirement
that I won't be asked to compromise on.

What is it?

Are the rumors I hear true?

That you have a mistress
who is pregnant with your child?

I have one condition
if you want to become my husband…

you can never ever see that woman again.

Have you decided on a date?

I don't like that woman.

She's too thin and… she's unintelligent.

She's as beautiful as the Madonna, Vicè.

And she has a sharp mind of her own.

You'll never find a wife
as good as her again.

[Vincenzo] Then I don't want a wife.
Is that clear?

Certainly not one that was chosen
by someone other than myself.

Vicè, have you lost your mind?

This is your last chance
to give a noble title to our family.

And you're throwing it away
to act like a child.

I despise the aristocracy.

I can't even look at them.

They've never worked a day
in their miserable lives,

and yet they look down on us
like we're nothing but bed lice.

Just admit it.

You're hiding the fact
that you're under the spell

of that little tramp from Milan.

[indistinct chatter]

Vicè, is everything all right?

I think I understand.

Listen, I know you don't wanna talk
about your personal affairs,

but I've known you for over 20 years.

All I'm saying is, I'm here to talk.

What should I do
about the Baroness, Peppe?

Should I marry her or not?

She's beautiful, intelligent too.

But she's not Giulia.

I can't marry Giulia.

All I know is I've never met anyone
who can tell Vincenzo Florio

what he can or can't do.

I can't marry her, Peppe.
It's just impossible.

[Peppe] Even though I pretend not to see
or hear anything, I'm not blind or deaf.

You're going to have a child.

Once in a while,

I think even you deserve
a little happiness, too.

Well…

[♪ soft music playing]

[knocking on door]

[Vincenzo] Giulia!

Giulia, where are you?

What is it you want now?

Exactly. What is it you want now?

It was me, I did it.
I made sure she couldn't leave.

I paid every boat in Palermo
not to let her on board.

[Tommaso] What did I tell you?

It's the fault of this rat.

I promised you I'd take care of Giulia,
and that's what I intend to do.

And what does that mean?

[Vincenzo] Giulia will stay
in Palermo with me.

Up until the day she decides not to.

How am I supposed to trust you?

You disappeared for weeks
and left me alone.

I made a mistake…

but now I'm here.

Giulia,
do you actually still trust this man?

Do you have no dignity left?

I haven't changed my mind.

I'll keep my baby.

I know.

That's how it'll be?

[♪ upbeat music playing]

[Giulia moans]

[moans]

[moans]

[moans]

-[sighs]
-[♪ upbeat music concludes]

-[Vincenzo sighs]
-[chuckles]

[kisses, sighs]

If it's a boy, I'll marry you, Giulia.

-And we will make him a Florio.
-[♪ soft music playing]

And if it's a baby girl?

[sighs] It will be a boy. I can feel it.

[breathes deeply, kisses]

-[♪ soft music concludes]
-[♪ upbeat music playing]

-[♪ soft music concludes]
-[♪ upbeat music playing]

[♪ upbeat music concludes]

[Carlo] With these upgrades,

you'll have the biggest tuna factory
in Sicily. And the best, too.

[Vincenzo] It's a shame
to use this place only for tuna.

I have an idea.

I want the factory
to become my family's home, Carlo.

A beautiful villa, grand,
worthy of name Florio.

But a house that was used to process fish.

What's wrong with that?
A house different from all the rest.

We are laborers, Carlo,

and people should remember that
every time they pass our house.

Look.

We're practically on the beach, right?

And the smell of fish, what about that?

It makes me hungry.

Reminds me of the tuna
my father would make. Delicious.

He'd desalt it
and put it in oil for weeks…

so it became tender.

So very tender.

How long can tuna last in oil?

I'm an architect, Vincenzo. I don't know.

-[♪ upbeat music playing]
-Come with me. I wanna do an experiment.

[indistinct chatter]

[Vincenzo] After cooking the tuna,
my father would place it in these jars.

Then he'd cover it in oil, literally.

Drown it in oil…

uh, keeping it tender, giving it flavor.

But we can use oil to preserve the tuna.
Close it up tight…

so the air can't get in and spoil it,
and we wait.

Your latest stroke of genius,
Vincenzo Florio, deserves a toast.

Well, not quite yet.

Salvo, do the same with the others,
will you?

And seal them tightly with parchment.

We'll be back in a year to taste it.

-Then we'll know if I'm right.
-In a year?

Maybe my son will be able
to taste it with us too.

Your son?
Well, let's toast to him, huh?

-[screams]
-[♪ upbeat music concludes]

[sobs, screams]

[muffled groaning]

[muffles sobbing, groaning]

[sobs, pants]

-[baby cries]
-[chuckles]

-[baby cries]
-[Giulia] Don't cry.

[chuckles]

-[baby coos]
-It's a boy?

[♪ soft music playing]

-It's a baby girl.
-[coos]

[coos]

Everyone, please give us a moment.

-Giulia…
-Please, leave us alone.

[baby coos]

This little girl exists,
and exists even if you refuse her.

She is not to blame.

[baby cries]

I'm creating an empire, Giulia.

[baby cries]

And an empire won't exist without an heir.

[♪ emotional acoustic music playing,
Mirel Wagner "What Love Looks Like"]

[baby cries]

[cries]

[machines whirring]

♪ Through thick and thin
That's what they say ♪

♪ Forgive and forget
Well it's me that has to change ♪

♪ Is this what love looks like? ♪

[baby cries]

♪ Is this what love looks like? ♪

♪ Your endless needs, my breaking grief ♪

♪ You look this way, but you don't see ♪

♪ Is this what love looks like? ♪

♪ Is this what love looks like? ♪

♪ My body's frail, my soul is stained ♪

♪ All things good will be washed away ♪

♪ Is this what love looks like? ♪

♪ Is this what love looks like? ♪

♪ This pain I breathe ♪

♪ Has poisoned me ♪

♪ Dreamt a dream ♪

♪ Now I'm spitting bitter teeth ♪

♪ This is what love looks like ♪

♪ Is this what love looks like? ♪

♪ This is what love looks like ♪

-[♪ song concludes]
-Vincenzo…

what's happening to us?

We don't speak anymore.

You have me here like a recluse.

I feel like I'm dying.

I can't build the family that I want.

And I can't be with you.

But I can't be without you either.

I don't know what to do anymore.

[kisses]

Stop obsessing over the family
that you want…

and enjoy this one.

Forgive me.

Now, you're the one that's comforting me.

[breathes deeply]

SIX MONTHS LATER

-Vincenzo, welcome.
-Ben.

Duchess Spadafora, Your Grace.

-Giulia, we meet at last.
-Oh.

Thank you for inviting me, Mr. Ingham.

There aren't many places
where Vincenzo and I can be seen together.

-Straight to the point, eh?
-Yes.

Let's save something
for dinner conversation, shall we?

Please.

Any news about the cholera outbreak?

More than one of my sailors has told me
it has made its way to Sicily.

The harbor director says that
Sicily is still safe, fortunately.

But he'll say anything
for the right price.

Last year, I bribed him
to keep the ships from leaving Palermo,

and he used cholera as the excuse.

So, if the epidemic did arrive here,
I would feel responsible.

Come.

[Ben] If it does reach Palermo,

-we'll lose a lot, my friend.
-They're not going to miss us at all.

Now we're alone, we can get talking.

What's this I hear about you
producing and exporting Marsala?

Well, last time I checked,
Marsala wine was still in Sicily,

not in England.

It's not in your interest
to compete with us.

[glass thuds]

Your Marsala is good
for the armies, my dear friend.

My Marsala, though,
will be served on the tables

of the princes and kings
all across Europe.

We have very different markets.

Haven't you gotten over
your obsession with nobility?

If I'm not mistaken,
you're the one frequents the duchess.

[chuckles]

-[Giulia chuckles]
-[birds chirping]

-Aren't they beautiful?
-Yes.

Marcelo…

um, Miguel, Alberto.
They each have a name.

I brought them here from Brazil.

I admire your knowledge of the world.

[Spadafora] Nonsense.

You and I are very much alike, Giulia.

I don't think we are. You're a duchess…

and in the eyes of this world,
I'm nothing.

Do you think I don't know
how I'm seen in the eyes of the world?

What they all say about me?

They're elegant, colorful…

dressed so fancy.

But still, they're locked up in a cage.

Reminds me of someone.

[chuckles]

I have a lot of sympathy for you.

You play a role that is difficult
and with great dignity.

Unfortunately,
dignity doesn't guarantee freedom.

Ah, my dear, freedom is something
we gain piece by piece.

Everyone expects a woman to be a mother,
but every child we bring into the world

is a bit of our freedom we sacrifice.

I hope I haven't offended you.

No, you haven't.

It's just that I'm pregnant again.
[chuckles]

-Then forget what I just said to you.
-[Giulia] No, it's fine, really.

I haven't been able to find the courage
to tell Vincenzo.

[Vincenzo] Giulia. Duchess.

[whispering] You can find it now.

Ben wants us to taste
his world-famous Marsala. Come.

[breathes deeply]

[♪ gentle music playing]

[chuckles]

Come on. Let's go.

-[indistinct chatter]
-[♪ gentle music concludes]

[machines whirring]

Time to eat, everyone.

[machinery squealing, hissing]

Get some rest, all of you.
What did you learn?

It seems the king
is about to sign an ordinance.

No ships will be allowed to set sail,
starting tomorrow.

Vicè, so you know, I gave the order
for all the Marsala to be shipped tonight.

Good job, you've done well.
Bravo. Well done, Raffaele.

I'll tell Peppe to do the same
with everything else.

We'll worry about cholera
tomorrow morning.

You did a great job. Well done.

[footsteps approaching]

-Hey, Aunt Giuseppì.
-We have to talk.

-You can't wait until I get back home?
-No!

[Vincenzo] You can go, Raffaele.

-Excuse me.
-Raffaele.

That tramp is pregnant again?
Doesn't she ever miscarry?

I see, Mother,
that you're as delightful as ever.

All I'm saying is that you're dragging
the family name through the fire.

Ah, because you really care
about the name Florio, Mama?

I remember when my father was alive,
you did nothing at all but curse our name,

begging him to take you back
to the misery of Bagnara.

It seemed like the name Florio
was your worst enemy, and now look.

You've become the name's
most steadfast defender. How is that?

I sacrificed everything for the Florios,
Vicè. Everything!

What did you sacrifice?
You lived in a small house with nothing,

that was always full of dirt,
without any heating, and now look.

A palace is all yours.

You're dressed in silk,
you even have a maid

and a cook. Tell me,
which of those are sacrifices?

Do you think any of that matters to me,
the silk or the mansion and the maid?

You know nothing about me, Vicè.

Nothing.

The one and only thing I wanted,
I never got.

I almost thought it was possible.

My happiness.

When your father died,

I would have done
anything to be with Ignazio.

Even going against you.

Ignazio, yes.

I know.

But he couldn't bring himself to it.

He couldn't bring himself
to be with a widow

that he promised
his dying brother he would honor.

Because the family name
would've been harmed, of course.

That was all that was important.

The Florios.

So, I gave up everything.

The only man I wanted...

for you.

-[♪ somber music playing]
-I became the woman you know.

Cold and…

heartless.

Now that I have given up who I was,

you won't be the one
to ruin the name Florio,

because you're being lead
by what's between your legs.

I agree with you, Mama.
Everything I heard.

I'm very sorry for your pain
and everything you've endured.

In all these years
of standing here next to you,

I've felt that there was always something
that was tormenting you.

But I've never been able
to figure out what it was.

Agony, disappointment, regret...

I've always felt
an enormous amount of pity for you…

for your anger.

But if there's one thing that,
to me, your story has shown…

is never live your life
without being true to yourself.

If she has a boy,
I will marry her, Mother.

With or without your approval.

THE CHOLERA EPIDEMIC BREAKS OUT IN PALERMO

-[hooves clacking]
-[whip cracking]

[♪ somber music concludes]

Don't worry, the work in the house
is progressing quickly.

-Good morning.
-[Vincenzo] Good morning.

-As you can see, we're almost done.
-The sooner you're done, the better.

We're doing everything we can.

-[worker] Good morning.
-[Carlo] Morning.

[indistinct chatter]

It's beautiful.

Palermo is uninhabitable.

People are starving to death.

There's no bread.

The wheat doesn't arrive
from the countryside.

[Carlo] I had no idea.

There's almost no cholera here.

That's why I want to come here
with my family.

To keep them all safe.
Far away from the city.

When you said "family,"
I sensed something like...

happiness, could it be?

One day, all this will be for my son.

But I didn't come out here
to be sentimental.

-We have something important to do.
-What is that?

The tuna.

[Carlo] Are you sure
this isn't going to poison us?

Wait a minute.
Just let it breathe for a second.

It smells good, no?

-[Vincenzo] Hmm?
-[Carlo] Mm.

It's delicious. That's incredible.

It's preserved perfectly.

You realize what this means
for your business, right?

[Vincenzo] Mm. [chuckles]

-Mm, Peppe.
-Vincenzo.

-Here. Come, try some.
-Donna Giulia has given birth.

How could it be? How is it this early?

It all happened really quickly,
but everyone's fine.

Don't keep me in suspense. Is it a boy?

It's a baby girl.

A beautiful baby girl.

-Healthy and strong.
-[♪ somber music playing]

I'll take you to Palermo
where they're waiting.

I thought preserving tuna in oil
was a bad idea,

but it worked out great!

The truth is Vicè…

that when you think and use your head,

or whatever you do, somehow,
you always turn out to be right.

[diener] Bring out the dead!

Any orphans to bring out?

Bring out the dead!

[banging on door]

Good evening.

-Where's Giulia?
-The signora isn't here, she went out.

What do you mean, "out"? In her condition?

Where'd she go?

-I'm sorry, I don't know.
-[baby crying]

[coos]

-[sighs]
-[baby coos]

[baby crying]

Get out! I said get out.

No, I'm not leaving.

[♪ somber music concludes]

I'm tired of this situation.

As mothers, we should help each other,
not be at war.

I beg you, please end this.

I don't have a thing in common
with a person like you.

Yes, you do. We both love Vincenzo.

I just gave birth to your granddaughter.

-I call her Giuseppina, after you.
-[scoffs]

Who can say whose puppies
they are when their mother is a tramp?

I didn't do anything to steal your son.

He's the one who took me from my home
and brought me here.

You wanted to settle down, huh? [chuckles]

I'm sorry things didn't go as planned.

There's no place
for someone like you here.

I didn't choose
to live my life in chains for money.

But what would you know about it?
You've never loved anyone.

You know nothing about me,
nothing of who I am or who I've loved!

How dare you sit there and judge me?

[hooves clopping]

Because that's exactly
what you're doing to me.

Giulia!

What are you doing here?
Have you lost your mind?

In your condition?

You're the one who left me alone.

Just let her be. Isn't it obvious?

[pants] A venomous woman.

She's the devil incarnate

-and reeks of sulfur!
-[Vincenzo] Stop it!

You've spent your entire life
in suffering and bitterness

because you couldn't have what you wanted…

and you want me to suffer
the same fate, don't you?

-[pants]
-Go to the house.

Go back home!

-[door shutting]
-I apologize.

Once again, I wasn't able to give you
the son you always wanted.

And I was unable to be the man you wanted.

But now I know.

What is that you know?

Will you marry me, Giulia?

[sniffles]

[♪ melodic pop song playing,
"Durare" by Laura Pausini]

♪ Menomale che non sei normale ♪

♪ Come tutti quanti ♪

♪ Che lasci tutto e torni ♪

♪ Se ho paura anch'io
e non lo sanno gli altri ♪

♪ Sceglimi, sceglimi, sceglimi stasera ♪

♪ Noi siamo mappe sulla schiena,
una vita dopo cena ♪

♪ Siamo quello che ti va ♪

♪ E allora come mai ♪

♪ C'hai messo così tanto
ad incontrarmi qui ♪

♪ A farne il tuo bersaglio ♪

♪ E poi portarmi in alto
che la città è un puntino ♪

♪ Lo vedi quant'è bello
dividersi un destino ♪

♪ C'è una notte stellata
tra le ciminiere ♪

♪ C'è una vita pensata
ed una da pensare insieme ♪

♪ Ed una da inventare ♪

♪ Ed una da capire ♪

♪ Ed una da durare io e te ♪

♪ Ed una da impazzire io e te ♪

[♪ song concludes]