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The Colosseum! Can you believe how big it is?

Girl on phone: You might even call it colossal.

You're not even looking, are you?

It's 3:00 a.m.

My eyes don't even know how to be open at this time.

Kyla, you're the one who insisted on doing this live,

instead of just letting me send you pictures

like a normal person.

You're right. Ugh.

Let's get it.

There's the Forum. So old.

Sweet columns.

Rome is full of columns.

Can you believe I live here now?

- Man: Whoa! - (in Italian) Scusi!

- (sighing) - (bell dinging)

And in early afternoon, bakeries put out their pizzette,

which are little pizzas from heaven.

Oh, tiny little baby pizzas.

- They sound too cute to eat. - Yeah, but you get over it.

(yawning)

Hey. I called later than yesterday.

Yeah. 5:00 a.m. is technically better than 3:00 a.m.

Oh, and that's where Dad met Francesca.

We leave for the airport in an hour,

so we can either go see the Futurist Retrospective

or have one last gelato.

"The largest collection of its kind."

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

- Gelato. - Gelato.

- Whoop! - Ooh.

- Are you okay? - Ah, si. Grazie.

Here. Do you want to just sit here?

- Ah, can I see that? - Scusi?

Will: A perfect solution would be glue.

(zipper rasping)

Why do you even have that?

This is why the ancient Romans always wore sandals.

An American who knows everything about Rome.

Che sorpresa.

Ah. Not everything.

Rome surprises me with something new every day.

Leave it up to your dad to have

the dorkiest meet-cute of all time.

I know, but I haven't seen him this happy

since before Mom died.

Oh. There's the church where they got married.

Basically, all of Rome came.

I still can't believe your new stepmom

is an Italian pop star,

and your new life is all green room gift bags.

Hey. Your stepmom is a dental hygienist.

Janet gets you all kinds of great stuff.

Kyla: Yeah. Toothpaste and tongue-scrapers.

Lucy: And that's going to be my school.

(lisping) Where? Behind the castle?

No. It is the "cathel".

Well, they removed the asbestos from the cafeteria

over the summer, so things are pretty fancy over here, too.

At least you're not surrounded by strangers.

I'm not going to know anyone.

I've never been the new kid before.

How do I even introduce myself? "Lucy. Nice to meet you"?

Boring.

"Excellent to meet you."

Uh, forced.

"Salutations!" Now, I'm an alien.

Kyla: You're obsessing again, Lucy.

They're going to love you.

Woman: Lucy, ciao.

Kyla, ciao.

Look. The pomodori freschi.

I pick this this morning.

Lucy: Grazie Signora Benatti.

How does she know my name?

Lucy: Her family's lived here for centuries.

She knows everything about everyone.

Signora Benatti: Ah, stop worrying about school, huh?

Kyla: She's good.

Kyla: You have a sweet old neighbor lady

who gives you life advice and fresh produce?

I should've stowed away in your luggage.

You're claustrophobic. Love you. Bye.

(singing in Italian) ♪ Sei un bel ragazzo ♪

♪ Il più bel ragazzo ♪

♪ Del mondo ♪

(barking)

Salsacino! Did you just call me "Mama"?

Mama has to talk to your new sister

about something important.

(barking)

Uh, is everything okay, Francesca?

Mm-hmm.

I want to say that I feel so lucky

to have met your dad and to have you both in my life.

I feel like you and I have gotten so much closer

since you moved in, and I was wondering if maybe

you might consider calling me...

(slowed down) Call me "Mama."

Kyla! I forgot to show Kyla something.

Bye. Bye.

- Uh, can that wait until- - (door slamming)

Then I came in, and she was singing to the dog

and I didn't even get to have any bruschetta because-

- It's "brus-ketta." - Not now, Kyla.

She wants me to call her "Mom."

- Excuse me? - I mean, my mom is my mom!

- I like Francesca, but- - She's not your mom.

What are you going to do? You live with the woman.

Everything was going so great.

Why did she have to ruin it

by wanting me to call her moooo-ah! (screaming)

(gasping, panting)

Ew.

Beautiful city, isn't it?

♪ La mia nuova vita ♪

♪ My new life I just can't wait to meet ya ♪

♪ My new life ♪

♪ La mia nuova vita ♪

♪ My new life take me with ya ♪

♪ Take me with ya ♪

♪ A little scared but more excited ♪

♪ And I just can't wait to find out ♪

♪ Who I am and who I get to be ♪

♪ It's really nice to meet ya ♪

♪ La mia nuova vita ♪

- (sighing) - (shoes squishing)

Okay. So, I should say,

"That's very sweet, Francesca," and-

You'll "truly think about it,"

and then, think about it for 25 years.

If you're lucky, they'll be divorced by then.

That's an inside thought.

I don't have those.

(sighing)

(Francesca singing in Italian and playing piano)

- (dog barking) - Grazie!

Grazie mille. (chuckles)

- (barking) - Ancora?

If you insist.

- (singing in Italian) - Whoa!

Lucy!

My tour of Rome got real... immersive.

What do you- What happened?

I'll get a towel and we can talk.

I'll truly think about it.

About whether you want a towel?

No. Yes? I just want a shower. I smell like a wet dog.

Salsacino gets it.

"I'll truly think about it."

I never would've said that if you didn't say to say that,

but that's what I said, and now it's all bad and now,

I have to go out there and hurt her feelings,

and then she's gonna be like, "Lucy, why did you say that,"

and then my whole life is gonna end

and I'm never going to go-

And then I'm gonna have to go back to-

Breathe.

Maybe you'll... actually think about it.

But I can't call her "Mom." Right?

Mmm...

"Hey, everyone. This is Will, my dad, and Francesca, my mmm."

"My mmm..."

Okay. It's Christmas, and "Oh, my goodness.

"Thank you so much. What a beautiful sweater.

Thanks, uh, Mmm..."

Maa...

Maa-aaa!

No. Not happening.

I guess I'll just stay in here forever.

Bright side? All that steam will be great for your sinuses.

(sighing)

(sighing)

Ugh.

"Rest up for your big day.

We'll talk tomorrow. XO, Francesca."

(sighs) Why does she have to be so nice?

(birds chirping)

Does this outfit say,

"I want new friends, but I'm not desperate?"

Well, Mom, harsh much?

Okay.

Better?

Hmm. I think so, too.

What am I gonna do about Francesca?

You'll support me no matter what?

That's not helpful. I need you to tell me what to do.

I'm 13. My brain hasn't fully formed yet.

(sighs) I'll just have to tell her no.

Have you seen Francesca?

- Uh- - I have to tell her something.

Francesca: You are saying no to me? Ha!

This concert is called the Francesca Fortuna sessions,

not the "you" sessions.

What? No. My crew will arrive at 1:00 p.m.,

as the contract states.

(speaking quickly in Italian) Capito?

Ah, you do not say no to her. Hashtag girl boss.

Don't say "hashtag". Don't say "girl boss".

What did you need to talk to her about?

Nothing. Uh, wish me luck on my first day.

Oh, you're going to do great, sweetheart.

- Hashtag girl boss. - Dad, what did I just say?

♪ Ba-ba-ba ♪

- (shoes squishing) - (Lucy grumbling)

Kyla: Why are you so wet?

Uh, this city is lousy with fountains.

Another one?

ADHD brain strikes again.

I was obsessing over this Francesca thing,

and then I saw a street performer.

No further questions.

You don't get it. It was, like, magic at 8:30 in the morning.

Oh.

- (bike bell dinging) - (squealing)

Then... (imitating splashing)...

...right into a fountain

that's somehow even smellier than the last one.

How bad is it, really? Please lie to me.

The wet look is... very European?

I wish you were here.

Kyla: Me, too.

Do you have any extra clothes?

I called my dad to bring me some,

but he was already out at his dig site.

Well, wet or dry, I know you got this.

And I have to sleep now.

Okay.

♪ Ba-ba-ba ♪

♪ Ba ♪

Boy: Lady Gaga, pancakes, prom.

Are you talking to me?

My favorite things from America,

but I think you're about to make the list.

Ciao. Mi chiamo Nico.

- Io sono Lucy. - Nico: Bold look.

(sighing)

I don't normally look like this. (laughing nervously)

Nico: Oh. Well, that sounds interesting.

(giggling)

It's been quite the morning.

Raccontami. Tell me everything.

We begin our story with...

(shoes squishing)

Okay.

(gasping)

(gasping) I'm so sorry.

I know this bag must have cost more, like,

than a billion dollars. Everyone here is so fancy.

Can't say I totally get it.

Like, shouldn't we be worried about what's on the inside

instead of superficial stuff like purses?

I'm not calling you superficial.

I'm sure you're more interesting than your purse.

Not that your purse isn't interesting.

You and your purse are both great. I'm Lucy.

(air dryer whooshing)

A little bike mishap. Wasn't paying attention.

I'm sure you've done the same thing, or not,

because you live here.

Although I guess I do, too.

But I'll stop, so you can do whatever you need to do in here,

and that's the same, no matter where you're from.

Ugh... I'm Lucy.

- (door hinge squeaking) - (sighing)

Lucy: Uh-

I'm Lucy.

- And I'm horrified. - (giggling)

Did you fall in a swamp?

Wait.

Are you American?

My mother is, but I was born in Paris.

Tiens.

Prend ça.

Really?

It's so cool.

You need it more than I do.

And that's just so far.

Nico: That's nothing.

On my first day, I laugh-farted

at the school-wide assembly.

How'd you live that down?

Boy: Hey. How's it going, trumpet butt?

- (giggling) - Another boy: Trumpet butt.

- I didn't. - Oh.

- I just moved on. - Ah.

Like you will.

(chuckles) Okay.

Lucy?

What are you doing here?

Your dad said you needed a change of clothes.

Thanks, ya-ha.

I went to my favorite boutique

and picked this out just for you.

Let's try it on.

Oh, sorry. Got to get back to my new friend...

Trumpet butt, don't want to be rude.

Girl: Francesca Fortuna?

- (Italian) Vieni. - Hmm?

Andiamo parlare in privato.

I thought yesterday and this morning

were about you being nervous, but it's more than that.

- Isn't it? - Can we please just drop this?

Lucy, cosa succede?

- What did I do? - Nothing, okay?

Ma dai. No. It's not okay.

- Talk to me. - I can't.

I just want us... to be a family.

Lucy, we are a family.

No, we're not!

You married my dad, not me.

Back off!

I see.

Capito.

Wait! I didn't mean-

(phone vibrating)

Lucy: Hi. You there?

Kyla: Uh-huh.

Lucy: I really messed up.

Kyla: You read ahead in the new Mists of Misfits book?

- Unforgivable. - What? No.

Although I also did do that.

It was really bad, Ky.

Francesca showed up at school with a new outfit,

which was so sweet.

Then, I kind of, sort of said, "We're not family"

and to "back off."

Yikes.

Argh! What's she going to say to my dad?

We've been here for, like, two seconds

and I've already destroyed a marriage,

and everyone at school hates me. And-

♪ Feeling sad you're feeling down ♪

♪ You're basically the mayor of Garbage Town ♪

Come on. Sing it with me. And you know it works.

It always does.

♪ You're feeling sad you're feeling down ♪

♪ You're basically the mayor of Garbage Town ♪

♪ Everything's trash but we'll be okay ♪

♪ 'Cause we're raccoons we eat trash all day-ay-ay ♪

Two, three, four.

♪ Yummy-yum-yum trash the trash ♪

♪ Nummy-num-num ♪

♪ Trash the trash ♪

♪ Can't feel crummy with trash in my tummy ♪

♪ And I'm with my best buddy I'll be okay-ay ♪

(both laughing)

So, here's what you do.

You talk to your dad and tell him what happened.

And make sure you turn on the tears.

I can't cry on command.

You should learn. Your dad's a huge softie.

Great for emotional manipulation.

Okay. So, after school, I'll-

No! If she gets to him first, it's game over.

Although maybe then, you'll move back.

I say you just let this one play out.

- Kyla! - Okay, fine. Go now.

(exhaling sharply)

"Yummy-yummy trash-trash"?

Did I get that right?

I can see why you might have questions.

It's a song my best friend and I wrote

for those hard times in life we all go through.

Or maybe you don't. I don't want to assume.

- Thanks again for the jacket. - (jacket tears on door frame)

Argh!

♪ Ba-ba-ba ♪

- Lucy: Okay. - Will: Now, it is imperative

you remain focused and calm.

I am holding history.

Thousands of years-

Dad, I-

(artifact shattering)

We'll find another one.

You okay? Uh, what are you doing here?

We need to talk. But first, a little recap.

I just moved across the ocean,

away from my best friend/soulmate

to a place where I know zero people

and even less of the language.

Okay.

You're always saying context is important,

so with that in mind-

Professore, professore! Another piece. Right here.

It's been in the ground 2000 years!

It can wait another two minutes.

Sorry.

(sighing)

Yeah. I know all about it, sweetie.

About what happened at school?

- What happened at school? - (phone vibrating)

- Ah. It's Francesca. - Don't answer that.

What is going on with you?

Is this 'cause Francesca wants you to call her-

Wait. You know about that?

Yeah. I love the idea.

You do?

Why wouldn't I? It'll make her happy, and what's the harm?

It's all good, honey.

(sighing) Wish I didn't break that thing, though.

♪ Ba-ba ba-ba ♪

♪ Ba-ba-ba ♪

♪ Ba-ba ba-ba ♪

♪ Ba-ba-ba ♪

Hi, Signora Benatti.

Oh, Lucy. Come. Come here.

What's wrong?

(sighing)

I have to tell someone something that's really going to hurt.

Ah. Is it a-true?

Difficile, hm?

But the harder the winter,

the more beautiful the blooms come in springtime, darling.

Uh, before you talk to Francesca,

uh...

you give this to her, okay?

How did you know about-

I know everything.

(chuckling)

Francesca? Francesca?

- Francesca, I- - (door opening)

Will: She's already at her concert.

You talked to her?

Yeah. She's really hurt, Luce.

You told her we're not a family?

I mean, I can see where she might have gotten that

from my literal words, but I-

Did you say it?

This is a huge night for her.

Also, your principal called

to say that you cut your afternoon classes,

so you're in trouble there, too, but we're gonna have to

circle back to that 'cause I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed.

I skipped class

because I thought if I talked to you

before Francesca did, you'd understand.

Understand what?

(sighing) Forget it.

How could you take her side?

I'm not on anyone's side.

How can you be cool with me calling Francesca "Mom"?

What's wrong with calling Francesca "Kika"?

(sighing)

What?

Is that what you thought?

Who is Kika?

It's Francesca's nickname. It's what her sister calls her.

It's, like, this special thing between them

that she wanted to share with you now.

Also, no one in Italy likes the word for "stepmom,"

"matrigna". It's, uh, it sounds bad.

Matrigna. Matrigna.

Yeah. It really gets caught up in there, huh?

So, she just wanted something special.

I would never ask you to call someone else "Mom."

No one's going to replace your mother.

(sighing)

I have to apologize to Francesca.

Can we still get there before she goes onstage?

You get changed. I'll get a cab.

Okay.

Excuse me. Scusi.

Oh, my... Oh.

- Um... No I have it. - Dad? Dad, do you have it?

- Yes. I brought- I have- - Dad!

- Yeah. Oh. Here we go. - Thank you...

- It's okay. - No it's not.

Thank you. I've got to apologize.

(Francesca singing in Italian)

(song ending, cheering and applause)

Grazie.

Grazie a tutti.

Adesso passo all'inglese.

As you may have heard...

I've got married.

(cheering and applause)

And he's the sweetest man, with the loveliest daughter.

Audience member: Woo!

She and I are still getting to know each other,

but I get it.

I was 13 once, too.

Ah, was I 13?

(audience members laughing)

Anyway, I've been working on something for her,

and I wanted to try it out for you first.

- (cheering) - I hope you like it.

(band playing mellow ballad)

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Mm-mmm ♪

♪ If your world turns upside down ♪

♪ Don't be scared just turn around ♪

♪ And you'll see me, believe me ♪

♪ I'm there ♪

♪ Need someone who understands ♪

♪ Let me take your hand ♪

♪ And come with me ♪

♪ Believe me, I'm there ♪

♪ When you had a bad day and the sky's turned grey ♪

♪ And you just can't get your way ♪

♪ And you need someone who's going to stick around ♪

♪ Who's always going to say ♪

♪ Look over your shoulder ♪

♪ I'm right there in your corner ♪

♪ If you fall don't have to call ♪

♪ I'm there, you'll see ♪

♪ If you're feeling all alone ♪

♪ Don't have to bother with the phone ♪

♪ Just look over your shoulder in your corner... ♪

♪ You'll find me ♪

♪ Uh-huh, mm-hmm ♪

♪ Take your time ♪

♪ When you're ready ♪

♪ You can lean on me ♪

♪ I'm steady ♪

♪ Take your time ♪

♪ I'll be waiting ♪

♪ Come running when you call ♪

Whoa!

♪ For anything at all ♪

♪ Look ♪

♪ Over your shoulder ♪

♪ I'm right there in your corner ♪

♪ If you fall don't have to call ♪

♪ I'm there, you'll see ♪

♪ If you're feeling all alone ♪

♪ Don't have to bother with the phone ♪

♪ Just look over your shoulder in your corner... ♪

♪ You'll find me ♪

(crowd cheering)

♪ You'll find me ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh ♪

♪ You'll find me ♪

(cheering and applause)

(laughing)

I'd love to call you Kika.

And I would love that.

(cheering continues)

You're so lucky you weren't tackled by security.

(laughing)

Baby's first detention! So proud.

Two weeks helping the janitors clean the bathroom

seems a little harsh.

Kyla: You skipped class.

Because you told me to!

That's not how I remember it.

(laughing)

- I... got to go. - Bye.

Sorry about your jacket.

This isn't over... Swamp Thing.

Girl (giggling): Swamp Thing.

Hey.

So, how long have they called you trumpet butt, exactly?

Oh, you don't want to know.

- Shall we get a gelato? - Mmm.

- (horn honking) - (gasping)

Want to see the real Roma?

So, your stepmom is really Francesca Fortuna?

Go. Gelato can wait.

- Bring it, Kika. - (chuckles)

- Viva Roma! - Woo!

- (engine revving, honking horn) - (both laughing)

♪

♪ La-la la-la ♪

♪ La-la la-la ♪

♪ La-la la-la ♪

♪ La-la la-la ♪

♪ La-la la-la ♪

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