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So, you're buying a house today

and then getting
married tomorrow.

Well, we're going to City Hall.

Kyle's idea, actually.

That way,
instead of a big ceremony,

all of the money
goes to the house.

And, of course,
our week in Italy.

Mmm.

Sorry, I don't know
why he's so late.

Uh, Chicago traffic takes
no prisoners.

So, honeymooning in Italy.

Why, why Italy?

My parents met there
backpacking,

and they both happened to stop

at this gorgeous Italian villa.

Family lore is they met,

and my dad promised my mom

that he would buy her
that villa someday.

After that, they were
inseparable.

She still has
a picture of them there.

And then they got married

and named you Liara.

It's all so wildly romantic.

Oh, yeah, well, my dad was
a romantic, all right.

But you know what? He never
actually bought her the villa.

He passed last year.

Which... I guess is
why buying this house is

so important to me.

- Sorry. Sorry.
- Kyle.

Not a problem.

I hope your hands are warmed up,

because there are
lots of signatures

between you and
your trip to Italy.

- Uh!
- No turning back.

So, um, Kyle, you're going to
sign first on all of these.

Okay, wait, just, um,
one-one moment.

Liara, listen.
I traded in my ticket.

I'm not going to Italy.

I'm going to Thailand instead.

Alone.

Sorry, what?

I'm just gonna
give you two a minute.

We've been dating for six years.

I've been saving for this house
that entire time.

I just need some time, Liara.

- I mean, a month, maybe two.
- What about your job?

- Mmm...
- You quit?!

What are you gonna live on
for these "maybe two months"?

I'm sorry.

I wanna feel free again.

And then he said,

"Liara, you're too cautious."

And he dumped me.

With vague promises to call me.

So, the movers are gonna
put my stuff in storage

'til I find somewhere new.

Oh, honey, I'm so sorry.

You can always stay here,
you know?

I mean, I could take the sofa.

Mom, I'm not putting you
on your own couch.

That's fine, I'll...

find somewhere new tomorrow
or the next day.

No.

You have to go to Italy.

Go on my honeymoon alone?

Reframe it.

You're going on
a well-deserved adventure

to the most beautiful country
in the world.

Alone.

I just think you should
have a big cry

and then go to Italy.

Maybe you could
even go to Capena.

Your father and I always
dreamed of going back.

Mom.

Honey.

I think the biggest mistake
we all make

is thinking we have enough time.

Go! Send me some pictures.

Checking in?

Last name, Taylor.

Uh...

A week in the honeymoon suite.

Congratulation.

Oh, I see.

These things happen.

Room 501.

If you need anything,
please just ask.

Thank you.

Miss Liara...

Italy will make you happy again.

You'll see.

One moment, please,
Miss Taylor. One moment.

I'm just gonna go walk around.

No, it gets crowded.
Make a plan.

Today, the Pantheon.

Take lots of pictures.

And get some real pizza.

You love Chicago style,

but you have to
try the real thing.

Dad and I loved the street art,

but we never bought any.

We were watching every
painting back then.

- How much?
- 25.

Oh, and you have to
go to the Trevi Fountain.

According to the website,

with the coins
in your right hand,

throw them
over your left shoulder.

One coin,
you'll return to Italy.

Two coins,
you'll fall in love there.

And three, you'll marry there.

How many did you throw?

- One.
- Tell the truth.

Bye, mom.

Your father would
have been so excited for you.

He always wanted to
go back to Italy.

He just ran out of time.

- Ciao, Alessandro.
- Ciao.

Can you recommend something
different to do today?

Yeah.

Well, just around the corner

is the best pasticceria in Rome.

Excuse me.

Oh, I'm so sorry. I...

- Luca!
- I just want...

Luca!

My cousin is...
He's in the freezer.

- He probably can't hear me.
- Oh.

- You're American.
- Uh, sort of.

Yeah.

What can I get you?

You know what? You tell me.

It's my first time
in Italy, so...

What should I try?

Have you had
this sfogliatella yet?

- I can't even pronounce that.
- Oh, well.

Try this.

No, no, no, no, no.
It's my treat.

In honor of your first visit
to Italy.

Plus, I don't know
how to work the register.

So...

Thank you. I'm Liara.

Liara.

I'm Leo.

Leo.

Okay, well...

Cheers.

Mm.

Right?

Second best in all of Italy.

Second best?

Who makes the best,
and can I marry them?

Well, it's our Nona, of course.

And, unfortunately, no,
you can't marry her.

She's still mourning
the death of my grandfather.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Don't be.

He's been dead for 22 years.

So you're saying
I have a chance?

Well, you'd have to
move to Capena,

because she's not leaving.

Capena?

My parents met in Capena
a million years ago.

Really?

Well, then it's fate.

You should check out her bakery.

It's right on the piazza.
You can't miss it.

Maybe next time.

Thank you.

- Have a great day.
- Ciao.

Americans always tell me,

"have a great day."

I love that about them.

Hey, did you just give my
inventory away to a pretty girl?

Hey...
Proud of you.

Okay.

Man, your accent is
still so bad.

Hey, are you staying over?

The kids haven't seen you
in weeks.

I'd-I'd love to,
but I really gotta get home.

Next time.

I promise.

Thank you so much.

- Thank you. It was great.
- Uh, Miss Liara.

Ah! Alessandro.

- Thank you for everything.
- Is everything all right?

Everything's fine.

But my life isn't gonna get...

magically fixed while I'm here.

Don't be so sure of that.

You don't always see it coming.

That's why they call it magic.

Thank you.

This is Italy.
Come see us again.

Hi.

Buongiorno.

Your grandson told me
I should come here

and try one of these ones.

Hm.

Thank you.

Hey, honey. Did you
decide to extend your stay?

Uh, no, just for an extra day
because I was tempted

by a pastry that I,
I can't pronounce.

But, mom, hey,

do you know that picture
of you and dad in Italy?

Can you hold your phone
up to it?

Mom, I can still see you.

Gotta reverse the display.

What button is that?

You know what? Just, just,
just turn the phone around.

Okay.
Yep, I got it. Okay.

Thanks. I love you. Okay, bye.

Oh!

Hi.

Do you speak English?

Of course.

Please.

I just wanted to
ask about a house

that you have in your window.

Yes, dad. All right.

Okay. All right. Thank you. Bye.

- What did he want?
- Ugh!

He met some attorney
in New York.

He's gonna give me a call.

I know. I know.

H-hey-hey, Nona.

You have the worst poker face.

Ah! Ah, that's for you.

Just to confirm before I sign.

I will own Villa Amore
for one euro.

- Yes.
- Yes.

And I will not owe property
taxes for three years.

No.

And I can sell it
whenever I want.

Yes. But you should know
it needs some work.

It's okay.
I don't plan on living there.

- It's just a symbolic gesture...
- Ah!

- For my mom.
- Uh...

Yeah.

Okay.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Liara?

- Leo?
- You came to Capena.

Well, someone told me about
a bakery that I had to go to.

And now, guess what?

I'm going to see my... villa.

Sorry, you're what?

So we were about to
buy our dream home,

but instead he broke up with me
because he needed more time.

Which is obviously,
it's a much longer story.

But his final shot
was to claim that

I never do anything impulsive.

So, went on my honeymoon alone,

I delayed my trip to come here
and try one of your Nona's...

Um... sss...

- What's it called?
- Sfogliatella.

That. And then...

I bought my mom's dream house.

It may need a little work.

Oh, my mom is not gonna believe

I found this after all
this time. And I own it.

Is she gonna be living here
with you?

No, I'm not living here.

I just bought it
to surprise her.

And to make my dad's
promise come true.

- Yeah.
- Should we see the rest of it?

I can't believe I got this for
one euro.

Yeah.

So, uh...

did you read the small print
of the contract?

It was all in Italian.

But Enzo did say that I can
sell it whenever I want.

I bet he did.

There's rules
to these one-euro homes.

Like, you have
to start renovating

within the first three months

and you have to be done
within a year.

What?

And actually, because
you're American,

you only have 90 days
to stay in the country

before you have to
leave for 90 more.

So, I guess
I'll just sell it then.

I think if somebody
wanted to buy this place,

they would have
done it years ago.

But I'm leaving tomorrow.

And what are they gonna do?

Fine you. Heavily.

What if I don't come back?

They're not gonna
extradite me over this.

No.

But you can't enter any
countries in the Schengen area

until you pay the fees.

- Which is what?
- All of Europe.

Except for Ireland and Cyprus.

Yeah.

Now you're gonna
need a handyman,

a permit, and probably
a residency card

because you are not finishing
this place in three months.

Whoa! Whoa. It's okay.

It's all right.
T-take a deep breath.

This is not who I am.

I don't do stuff like this. I...

I'm an efficiency expert.

I do data analysis.

That's a different
set of skills, yeah.

I will say this though.
There is some good news.

What?

Whatever battle you
have going with your ex

about who's more impulsive...

I'd say you just won.

Hey, Enzo. You saw me coming
a mile away, didn't you?

Uh, I'm sorry.

- Oh, you don't speak English?
- No.

As an hour ago, you were fluent.

You need to tear up
my contract right now.

No, no. I'm sorry.

I already submitted.

- Then go un-submit it.
- No...

You! Get out!

No, no.

Congratulation on your new home.

Nona made you a snack.

Does snack mean
something different in Italian?

Snack means
something different to Nonas.

I love that she kicked Enzo out.

Oh, that. That had nothing
to do with you.

No, they've been mad
at each other for 30 years.

He, uh, he waits
until she goes in the back,

and then he comes in
for a coffee.

30 years? What happened?

You know, nobody knows.

It's weird though,
because they used to be friends.

They'd practice their English
on each other,

but then something happened.

Well, it's a mystery.

Must have been
something pretty bad.

Not necessarily.

I mean, nobody can hold a grudge
like an Italian.

You know, I don't see
any way out of this mess

except through it.

- Do you?
- No.

My only option here
is to fix this place up

and then... sell it,

and I can use the profit
to buy a house in Chicago.

But I'm gonna need
some craftspeople to help.

Yeah. No, it's gonna
take a lot of work.

You know, there's no guarantee
you'll be able to sell this.

I mean, the reason these homes
are only one euro

is 'cause nobody wants to live
out in these small villages.

How long has it been deserted?

Nona said she thinks
at least 25 years.

Wait, so the donkey's
immortal then?

Actually, I asked Nona
about the donkey.

She thinks he was left behind
from the neighbors.

They just abandoned him?

Well, he's rumored to be
ill-tempered.

I don't believe it.

Hm.

Hey.

You don't have any sandpaper
in your truck, do you?

Oh, here.

- Here.
- Wow.

Actually, how do you
feel about blue paint

for the outdoor table
and chairs?

If it's free, I love it.

- Well, it's free.
- Ooh.

- Thanks. Whoa!
- Yeah, you'll need this too.

- All right.
- And you'll need a permit

to do any work outdoors.

I think I have the form to
apply for one in my truck.

Okay.

Wait a minute.

You don't work at the bakery?

Uh, I help out.

But look at all this stuff,
I mean, this is,

this is contractor gear.

You're carrying around
permit forms?

You work on homes.

Um, I'm just,
I'm a bit of a handyman.

That's all.

- You can help me with the villa.
- I can't.

I'm sorry. I'm just,
I'm-I'm too busy.

Look, here it is.
Pretty self-explanatory.

English on the back.
Fill it out.

Mail it at the post office.
Should be pretty quick.

The municipality's eager
to get these houses fixed up.

There's also an app
that you should download.

Conto Alla Rovescia.

It, uh, counts down the days

until you have to
leave the country.

Are you really not gonna
let me hire you?

I can't. I'm-I'm sorry.
I'm just, I'm too busy, really.

Oh, wait, hey,
before you go, could you,

could you just tell me
if there's a hotel in town?

There isn't one.

Please let me hire you.

I can't right now. I'm sorry.

Really?

Trees.

Grass.

The sky.

Birds.

Birds.

What is the Italian word
for donkey?

Asino.

Okay. What is
the Italian word for...

kisses?

- Baci.
- Oh!

Oh, I like that name.

Okay.

Baci it is.

Right. Ooh.

Hi.

I, um, just need to
mail this letter, please.

I'm staying at the Villa Amore

if anything else
comes in for me.

One euro, ten.

More than the house itself.

Here. Thank you.

Hello.

Anyone living in here?

Oh.

Eighty-two days left in Italy.

Everything's fine.

I'm being... spontaneous.

I'm brave.

Very brave.

So, so, so brave.

Oh, I never thought
I'd sell this one.

We need to agree
on some priorities.

Okay. I should write
this down. Um...

Your pump works,
so you have water.

- You just have to carry it.
- Okay.

Or you could share the bucket
with the donkey.

Ah, tempting, but, uh,
no, it's okay.

Electrical first,
and then plumbing.

Because electricity
makes me nervous,

I think we should hire
an expert that I know.

Unless you're skilled at it.

No. Hire away.

Oh, and, um, Baci stays.

Who?

You-you named the donkey?

Of course.

Well, then I guess Baci stays.

Deal?

Deal.

All right, well,
I gotta get going.

I have some stuff I have to do
this morning, but I'll be back.

If you need to get a hold of me,

my number's
on the side of the cup.

Oh, um, my phone's dead.

But I'm gonna go
into the cafe later

to charge it up
and run some errands.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Leo.
- Yeah?

Why'd you change your mind
about helping me?

I guess I just got impulsive.

Ciao.

I know it's only been a day,
but I'm just wondering

if you had any idea
how long it might take

to get the permit back?

No.

Oh, okay.

Thank you.

Nice.

- Great. See you later.
- Yeah.

Well, you have an electrician.

- Yes!
- Norina!

When can she start?

She'll show up one day, and...
that'll be the day she starts.

Okay, so you don't
really have an electrician.

Yes, you do.

You have an Italian electrician.

By the way...

I think the postwoman hates me.

I went in there to
check on the permit

and she hadn't even
mailed it yet.

It was just sitting there.

Yeah. I should've warned you
about Teresa.

She's been there forever.

She, um...

she enjoys the power
she wields over the town.

So she doesn't do her job?

- Why don't they fire her?
- Oh, no, no. It's impossible.

She inherited from her mother.

She's actually very nice.

You just have to...

sweeten the pot a little bit.

Like what?

I mean all I have
is a... broken-down villa.

Yeah.

But you also have olives.

So, we can...

Just take it. Anything.
It's yours.

Yeah.

This would be a lot easier

with electricity
and a food processor.

Yeah, but old school always
tastes better.

- Okay.
- One more.

- There you go. All right.
- Okay. Oh.

Yeah. There you go.

- Okay.
- All right. And we take this...

Pour it in.

And we let it sit until morning.

It'll separate.

And we come back. We strain it.

And we take the half
that's olive oil.

It's actually really cool.

Yeah.

Uh...

Hi.

It's my first bottle.

I want you to have it.

Love to hear your opinion.

Have a great day.

You bought the villa.
That means so much to me.

And it would
to your father as well.

Well, it was supposed
to be a surprise,

but it... kind of backfired.

Oh, honey.

I thought you would
just visit Capena.

I'm so flattered.
I should get on a plane.

No, no, no, no, mom.
No, no, no, no, don't come yet.

Nothing's working yet.

What about work?

Uh, I took a leave of absence.
They're-they're okay.

Remember how they
didn't really give me

any time off when dad died?

They're kind of
making it up to me now.

Okay. For how long?

Mom, I gotta go, okay?

Don't worry.

I know what I'm doing.

Okay. I love you, too.

Okay, bye.

Liara.

So, how's the... clean-up going?

Are we friends?

Nah, I don't think so.

Come on, Liara.

You need a friend in town.

Why isn't anyone nice to me?

Some are afraid you are
not going to fix up the villa,

and some are afraid you are,

but not in the Italian way.

You know, we are
very proud of our history.

Not proud enough that
anyone maintained the villa.

Come on, Liara.
Look around you.

Town is old. Young people leave.

So the next set of young people

have nothing to
keep them here either.

- Besides, you're American.
- So?

Half the people are afraid

you'll build a McDonald
in the piazza.

And the other half?

And the other half are
afraid you won't.

Uh, time to go.

Ciao, Mia.

Ciao, Marco.

Guess what?
Your fireplace is clear.

Uh.

So if you, uh, get cold...

you can stay warm.

Also, I found a bunch of
candles and some matches.

- Thanks. Hey.
- Yeah.

Oh, look how cool this is.
I unburied the fountain.

Wow!

Yeah, you know, you'll find
all kinds of secrets

in these old houses.

So, uh,
can you come back tomorrow?

Uh...

No. Tomorrow's Sunday.

Oh, right. Of course, you've
got church.

Football.
Italy's in the Euro finals.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

So the whole town gets together.

The shops open up. They put TVs
outside. We drink.

- We have fun while we watch.
- Hmm.

- They call us, uh, tifosi.
- What's that?

They think we've got
a fever for football.

- Oh.
- We're nuts.

You see, you should come.

I don't know.
You don't think it'd be weird?

Why would it be weird?

This is your town now.

Tell you what.

I'll save you a seat.

- I'll think about it.
- Okay.

- Well, ciao.
- Ciao, ciao.

- Hey!
- Hey!

- You made it!
- Ah.

How're we doing?

Ah, the refs are the worst.

- What's the score?
- Zero-zero.

Oh. So, we're winning.

See? I knew you'd understand.

Oh! Thanks.

- Hey.
- Cheers!

Hey, thanks, Marco.

Cheers.

Hi, Mia.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa.

Wait! Here!

I don't know. Overalls.

Um...

A really huge electric drill?

Come on, tell me what it is.

It is for you.

Here.

Goodnight.

Hey.

Thanks for saving me a seat.

Thanks for sitting in it.

Oh, I'm-I'm headed into town
next week

to get some supplies
for the house.

Do you want some company?

Yeah...

I do.

Go to sleep, Baci!

Sixty-eight days left in Italy.

So, I, uh, I spoke with Norina

and she should be out today
to do the electrical.

Although, I do think you should

still apply for your residency.

Otherwise, you have to leave
when your 90 days are up.

I have to leave anyways.

I've got a life and a job
back in Chicago.

Okay, I have a job in Chicago.

Well, I, I still think
you should apply.

Just in case you need more time.

But don't tell them
you plan on selling it.

Say something vague that might
indicate an economic impact.

That's really
all they care about.

You know what? It would
actually make a fabulous B&B.

My parents ran one of those
in Vermont for about a year.

I-I think it was
maybe the happiest

I've ever seen my mom.

Really? Why-why'd they stop?

Oh, my dad probably saw
something shiny to do instead.

He was easily distracted.

Hm.

Kind of like your ex.

Oh, also pretty accurate.

Yeah.

Buongiorno!

Buongiorno, Nico.

I like the one on
the left. Yeah.

- This one here?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, okay.

- Uh, I guess all of these.
- Yeah, right?

- Yeah.
- I mean, it's amazing.

Okay, and then I think
we need, like, I don't know.

How many do you think?
One, two, three, four.

Like seventeen?

- Ciao. Grazie.
- Grazie.

Okay.

Ooh.

Uh, you, uh, ready to go back?

I feel like the answer is no.

Well, there's a place not
too far from here that I love.

Do you, uh,
do you mind if we stop?

Not at all.

- You got that?
- Yeah, I got it.

- Arrivederci!
- Basta!

Did you just tell
the toll booth to shut up?

Yeah. It's a,
it's a national tradition.

That's not very nice.

Oh, it is very nice compared to

what other people tell us to do.

So my dad, who, uh,
who is American,

was transferred from
the Roman office back to Boston.

- And that's where you grew up?
- Yeah.

But my mom and I, we'd
come back here every summer

to visit my Nona.
So I kept my dual citizenship.

Ah, and you're bilingual.

Uh...

This is my mom's favorite spot.

So naturally...

it's my favorite spot.

It's beautiful.

If we come back in a month,
it'll be warm enough

for us to swim.

Arrivederci!

Basta!

Sorry.

Sorry, it's, um...

it's-it's broken.

Hey, pay attention.

Don't let the broom
touch your feet.

Why not?

If the broom touches your feet,

you will never be swept off
your feet by a man.

Yeah, I think
that ship has sailed.

- Did it?
- It means it's too late

for me to be swept off my feet.

It's never too late.

Your permission.

It was approved.

I opened it.

Oh, okay.

Uh, excellent.

Oh, hey, uh, I've got a
residency form for you to mail.

- Just, just one second.
- Mm-hmm.

Here you go. Thank you.

Hm, ah.

What's all that?

These are all the mail
that arrived to Villa Amore

since it's been abandoned.
There.

- Ooh. Thank you. Ciao.
- Ciao.

Ciao.

A bowl of gelato, please.

Una coppa di gelato, per favore.

Una coppa di gelato, per favore.

Per favore.

Grazie!

The clothes will fit you better
than me at the moment.

Thank you.

Buon appetito.

Liara!

Come!

- Liara!
- What's going on?

Norina thinks she's got
the electricity figured out.

- No way.
- Yeah.

- Ready?
- Hit it.

- Hm?
- It means, um, yes, I'm ready.

I'm ready.

No! No!

She, she'll figure it out.

She totally will.

Hey, Leo, it's Will.
Your father recommended you.

We'd love to talk about

an open position at our company.

If you could give us
a call back.

Message deleted.

Hi, Baci.

- Hey!
- Hey!

- Hi!
- What are you doing?

- You're just in time.
- For what?

- What are you doing?
- Drum roll, please.

Uh...

- Hey!
- Whoa!

What kind of sorcery is this?

Hooked up a little solar cell
that I got in the city.

- You're a genius.
- Well, it's not much,

but as long
as the sun is shining,

I don't have to share
the water pump with Baci.

Look at you.

This place is really
starting to come together.

Right?

How many, uh, how many more days

do you have left?

Fifty-nine days left in Italy.

Fifty-nine.

Still plenty of time.

Plenty of time.

Papá, he called again.

Hmm.

- What does he want?
- Oh, the usual.

Wants me to
make something of myself.

I've been ignoring these calls

coming from this attorney
from New York.

He worries about you.

That's because he never asks me
if I'm actually happy now.

You're a good boy.

The day of reckoning is coming.

Oh, hey, buddy.

What?

Liara?

Liara, hey. What happened?

It's... I was scraping paint
and the ladder broke.

Are you okay? What...
What-what-what hurts?

Just, uh, just my pride.
M-my ankle.

You went up on a ladder
by yourself?

Please don't yell at me.

No, I'm-I'm not yelling.

It's just, it's-it's crazy.

You could have...

you could have
really hurt yourself.

I just wanted to
do this for my mom,

and I can't even do that.

I want...

- I want...
- Hey.

- What do you want?
- I wanna condition my hair.

I wanna smell good.

I want, I want this villa
to be perfect,

and I...

I want my dad back.

- Name five things that you see.
- What?

- What?
- Th-th-this works for me, okay?

Just-just try it.
Name five things you see.

T-trees.

Okay, that's one. What else?

Uh...

Olive trees.

What else?

Grass.

Um...

My hands.

You. You.

- What else?
- What?

- A hot shower also helps.
- Oh.

- Thank you.
- Take your time.

I will. I'm okay.

This shower was
made by the Gods.

Yeah, they certainly think so.

Oh.

I want that exact shower
in my place.

That exact shower.

Sit. Eat.

Take an anti-inflammatory,

ice your ankle, and rest.

Do it all in that order.

And if you do that,

tonight, I'll take you to
dinner and gelato.

Where are you going?

I have another job
I gotta get to.

You're cheating on my villa?

No. No, no,
it's just a clogged sink.

It's a fling.

Means nothing to me.

I swear.

Oh.

Hey. Feeling better?

- Yeah.
- You hungry?

Always.

Now, let me just go use
my shower of the Gods,

and then we can get out of here.

Oh. I-I don't
have anything to wear.

All my clothes are still damp.

You really don't have dryers
in this country, do you?

Yes, we do.
There's a big one.

Rises in the east
and sets in the west.

Every day.

- Here.
- What is this?

I told Mia that I wanted to
take you out to dinner,

so she gave me that.

Leo, this is
a one-euro house, isn't it?

We can talk about it at dinner.

Can we also talk about
this picture of you?

The one where you're
graduating from Harvard Law?

Get changed.

So there I was.

A lawyer at a top law firm.

An apartment in Beacon Hill,

about to get everything
that I ever thought I wanted,

and best of all,

my father was proud of me.

Just one little problem,
though. I hated it.

So what happened?

Well, one morning, I was taking
the red line out to a meeting.

My stop came. The doors opened.

And...

I just stood there.

I couldn't move.
It was like...

It was like my legs
turned to stone.

And I just rode the train
back and forth, all day.

Your body took over.

Did what your brain couldn't.

It took me all day...

to ad-admit to myself...

that I got everything
that I ever wanted.

But I didn't want any of it.

So...

how'd you end up in Italy?

Nona.

Uh, she fell.

Although she'll never admit
she did.

I came to, uh, to run the shop
while she got better.

And because I, too, can be...

- impulsive...
- Oh, my God...

- I bought my one-euro home.
- Hm.

And I started fixing it up.

I found that I liked
working with my hands.

I was actually
pretty good at it, you know?

People started hiring me.

I was able to make a living.

I still got panic attacks,
you know,

whenever I was pressured.
But with therapy, I...

I feel like I can
handle them better.

So how are things with your dad?

Not good.

No, he wants me to
come back and try again.

But I, I want him to
come here, you know?

- And see my life.
- Yeah.

Serious question, though.

Have you told your father
about the shower of the Gods?

Because...

it might convince him to visit.

Yeah. It's a brilliant idea.

Yeah, I'll text him
after gelato.

Unless, of course,
you don't want any.

- Are you full?
- Never.

- Really?
- Never. No, I'm-I'm...

I need-need to eat
a little more pasta, though.

- Careful.
- Ah!

Thank you for everything.

What?

I have lights! I have lights!

Oh!

- Can we go?
- Yeah.

Look at this!

Norina saw the ladder
and called me.

So when I told her
what happened,

she doubled down,
got this done for you.

- I have power.
- Mm-hmm.

And your refrigerator's on.
And your water pump works.

- I have water?
- Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

Thank you for
taking care of me today.

I love this villa,
and I love Norina,

and I love Baci, and I love you.

You...

What about Kyle?

I don't wanna talk about Kyle
right now.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- I'll see you tomorrow.
- Goodnight.

Goodnight.

- No.
- No, no, no.

But you did such amazing work
in Leo's shower.

He says that they're retired.

But don't you miss it?

No.

I'll pay you.

Hm?

- Ahh...
- Mmm.

Blah, blah, blah...

Okay.

We'll do it.

For amore.

- Really?
- Really.

- Thank you.
- And for money, too.

- Of course.
- Yes, of course.

Ciao.

Ciao.

Not yet.

Maybe soon.

Thirty days left in Italy.

Hey! What smells
so good in here?

It's my mom's
chicken soup recipe.

Mia has a cold, so I
thought I'd bring her some.

Hmm, well, surely she doesn't
eat all of this, though, right?

Mmm.

Ah!

Allora.

All right, boys.

Sit down. Here you go.

- Oh. Hi.
- Hi.

I thought you were Marco.

I thought you forgot something.

I wanted to bring you some,
some chicken soup.

In the States, we say that
it helps with the cold, so...

Here.
I hope you feel better.

Do-do you want to come in?

Come on.

Okay.

So he was too shy to ask you on
a date, so he just...

Asked you to marry him?

Yes.

- What did you say?
- I said yes, of course.

I had to marry him,

otherwise he would never
have asked me out.

Ooh!

You know, I've been told
you're not supposed to

ask someone if they're pregnant

until they have an actual baby
in their arms.

But I feel safe
asking you when you're due.

Yes. I am so very pregnant.

One more month, and
all of us are so ready for it.

Congratulations. This house
is perfect for a family.

No...

You know, I am so glad
that you're my neighbor now.

There just aren't enough people
in town our age.

Hey.

Everything okay?

- Yep.
- Good.

Come here. Follow me.

- Okay.
- Straight.

- What is happening?
- Make a left. Make a left.

- Almost there. Almost there.
- What's happening?

- Keep going.
- Okay.

- Are you ready?
- I'm ready.

Ta-da!

Oh, I have a shower.

I have a shower. I love it.

I love it. Oh, thank you.
Genuinely thank you.

Thank you. Oh, thank you.

- Thank you.
- Ah...

Okay, the water's boiling.

The pasta in, just, uh,
break it in half first.

Whoa, no, no, no, no, no.
What are you...

No.

You're so easy.

Don't joke about that in Italy.

- You'll be deported on the spot.
- Oh.

Hey, so, um...

let's work on the rain gutters
tomorrow, huh?

Uh, no, no, we can't tomorrow.

- Why not?
- It's Friday the 17th.

It's a very bad day in Italy.

Oh, like, uh, Friday the 13th.

Yeah, but they take it
very seriously here.

People stay at home,
they don't go to work.

They definitely
don't climb ladders

and work on rain gutters.

What happens if
we do it anyways?

Nona would feel it in her heart.

Mmm.

Okay. What should we do instead?

So there's still plenty of
one-euro houses left, right?

Oh, yeah.

And the idea is that people
will buy them,

and it will reinvigorate
the communities, right?

That's correct.

So what if you
started a business...

to help people
through the process?

You could use your law skills
to help with the paperwork,

and then you could
your contracting skills

to do all the house renovations.

It'd be a one-stop shop.

I don't know.
Starting a business?

It just feels daunting,
you know?

What if my legs turn to
stone again?

I'll be there for you.

Is that Kyle?

- My mom.
- Hmm.

I have no idea
where Kyle is, and...

honestly, I really don't care.

So it's over?

Way, way over.

So then it would be...
appropriate for me

to tell you
just how beautiful you are.

Way, way appropriate.

And...

that would mean that you are...

available to be kissed?

Leo, I have to leave.

We have an expression here.

Have you heard of it?

It's the sweetness...

of doing nothing.

So lean on me. Hm?

Let's stare at the clouds...

and do nothing together.

Here's another offer for house
insurance from ten years ago.

Oh!

"To the current owners
of Villa Amore."

I think this is
from your father.

- What?
- Yeah.

"Please let me know
if it's available to purchase."

Liara, he tried to buy it.

He just ran out of time.

You know, I could
sell my olive oil here.

You could. Yeah.

First, I'd have to
figure out how to make

more than one bottle at a time.

My mom...

She's so jealous.

- She can't wait to see her villa
- Ooh.

Before I sell it.

Do you think your Nona hates me?

Nona doesn't hate you.

Do you think that your Nona is

strongly distrustful of me

because she thinks I'm gonna
lure you away to the States?

Maybe. Yeah, probably. Yeah.

Do you think homemade olive oil
would help?

You know, I think homemade
olive oil helps everything.

Ah, ciao, Mia!

Ciao! Uh...

Um, what's, what's the
English word for what ducks do?

Oh, uh, waddle.

Yes, I am waddling.

I've been craving suppli
with you all week.

Oh, thank you.

Mmm.

I mean, I would crave this too,

and I don't have a baby
telling me what to eat.

I have to go to the city
tomorrow for a few days.

Can you check in on Mia for me?

- Of course.
- Bring food.

Girl, I got you.

Oh, it, uh, it means,
um, big yes.

In American girlfriend speak.

Okay, then,
I'll see you tomorrow.

Okay.

- Ciao.
- Ciao, grazie.

- Huh? Good?
- Mmm.

Hey, Baci.

Don't judge me.

Liara.

On hold with
the residency people again.

For over
an hour. Again.

No one knows anything.

Hey, I've gotta head out,
I've got to go help Nona,

and, uh, these boys need
their afternoon riposo.

- Hmm.
- What is that?

- Chicago deep dish pizza.
- Where's the cheese?

It's under the sauce.

I'm bringing it to Mia.

We're gonna have some girl time.

Mia's not gonna eat that.

She's polite and pregnant.

Possibilities are endless.

No, really, where is the cheese?

- Liara...
- Oh, get out.

- Get out of here.
- Put cheese on it.

- No, uh, Chicago.
- Yeah.

Okay, don't judge.

I promise it's really good.

- Oh, oh, yikes.
- Yes, yikes.

- Did you, did you call Marco?
- He is on his way.

But I don't think we have time.

Liara, you have to drive me.

Oh, I don't know
how to drive in Italy.

Liara, don't worry. It's easy.

Just, just believe
everyone else is an idiot.

Okay. Sounds a lot like
driving in Chicago.

So let's go. Come on.

We are, we are fine.
We are okay.

On average, first labors
last a long time.

Sure, but there's a reason
it's an average.

Let's get out of here.

Okay, I'm just gonna go straight

until you tell me to turn, okay?

Oooh.

- Turn up here. Sinsitra!
- Which way?

Okay. Is that right or left?

Okay.

Arrivederci.

Basta!

Well, good job.

Okay.

No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no.

Ah! Liara!

You're gonna be
the most amazing mom.

And the most beautiful.

You are.

Even when you haven't
showered in two days,

haven't slept in three,

even when your blouse
is covered in baby barf,

you'll be the most beautiful.

Oh...

- Mia.
- Hey.

I'm so sorry.

- Ciao. Ciao.
- Yeah, ciao.

No, no, no. Stay, stay. Stay.

- Are you sure?
- Mm-hmm.

She's in charge.

You got me, girlfriend?

Absolutely, I do.

It's a boy!

Ten fingers, ten toes.

Oh-ho!

Are you, are you okay?

- Yeah. Yeah, I'm great.
- Yeah?

It's the most breathtaking thing
I've ever seen.

Mia's so strong. Huh!

Oh.

You are a good girl.

Come on, I'll drive you home.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Thought I heard you come in.

What do you got?

Oh, it's the letter that my dad

sent to try to buy the villa.

I framed it because, uh,
I wanna hang it up.

That's great.
I-I'll get my hammer.

Can you
get your measuring tape, too?

I just want it to be even.

- Sure, yeah.
- Yeah.

Uh, do you know this guy?

- Kyle?
- Hey, babe.

Kyle, what are you doing here?

Well, I mean, since you didn't
answer any of my calls,

I figured I'd check up on you.

You got some sun.

- You look great.
- How did you find me?

Oh, you forgot to, uh,
unshare your location with me.

Oh, hey, man. I'm, uh,
I'm Kyle, Liara's fiancé.

- The fiancé?
- Yeah.

The, uh, fiancé
that left her at the altar?

Oh, um, well, technically
there was no altar, so...

The fiancé that cost her
her dream home?

- That fiancé?
- Yeah, that-that's my bad.

But, but the past few months
have been amazing.

I mean, I felt so much peace.

I felt like I was
in my 20s again.

I mean, have you been to
Thailand?

No, I haven't.

I've been fixing this house up
for the last...

Hey, you know what?
Let me take care of this.

It's okay.

Come on.

It's a beautiful house.
Yeah, thanks.

Wow. I cannot believe all this.

You know, old Liara
would have never dared.

I guess we both found ourselves
these past three months, huh?

Maybe.

Listen.

Our house...

You know, the one
that we were gonna buy?

It fell out of escrow.

It's available.

Can't you see?

We can go home together...

and try again.

And this time...

we can make
our dreams come true.

That's the funny thing
about dreams, Kyle.

They change.

Every time you close your eyes,
you might get a new one.

And I did.

I'm... done.

That's fair.

I guess I blew it, huh?

- Hey, can I ask you a question?
- What's that?

Why is there a donkey
following us?

That's Baci.

Is that a friend of yours?

Yeah.

Mmm.

Is he gone?

He's gone.

Is he, uh...

like gone-gone?

Gone-gone.

You okay?

Yeah.

Hone... Honestly...

You standing up for me was...

maybe one of the top
five moments of my life.

Anything?

If anything comes in,
can you forward it to me

at this address?

Okay.

Thanks.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Are they sleeping?
- Yeah, finally.

I just wanted to...

give you this and, um,
say goodbye.

You're really going?

Don't have a choice.

Three months are up tomorrow.

Will you say goodbye to Mia
for me?

- Sure.
- And also, will you...

please check on Baci for me?

- I will.
- Thank you.

I'm sorry, Liara,
but you're out of time.

I still have to believe that
it's gonna work out, though.

I mean, I wanna stay in my home.

Where is that? Home.

Is it here?
Or is it Chicago?

Excuse me.

Am I interrupting?

- Can I help you?
- You must be Liara.

I am Rocco Moretti.

My friend Enzo sent me.

How can I help you?

I am with Barone International.

- The hotel chain?
- Yes.

Enzo mentioned that your time
in Italy is ending

and you might be looking to
sell the property he sold you.

Wanna give me a tour?

We wanna bridge the gap
between the big hotels

and the smaller B&Bs
and Airbnb-type services.

I see.

It gives people, uh,
the charm of the small stay

with the security
of the Barone name.

And I have to say,

I'm impressed with
all you've done here.

Obviously, there is
still much to do

to bring it up to our standards,

but, uh...

how about if I run it
by my team...

and text you
some numbers in the morning?

Ignore him.

He's... just sassy.

He'd run it like an Airbnb.

People can rent a room

or... the entire place.

It'll certainly put some money
into the local economy.

So that'll make people happy.

Maybe some of the people
will buy a one-euro house.

So, that'll help your business.

Can I ask you a question?

If you could stay here...

would you?

I don't know.

I wanna fix the house.
I want my mom to stay here.

And... if I sell it
to Rocco, then...

she and I can come visit.

I see.

I guess I thought you might
have changed your mind.

I hoped you'd change your mind.

Maybe you could come to Chicago.

No.

I can't because I know
that I'm meant to be here.

I just wish you saw that, too.

I'm sorry.

Okay, look, I know
you're used to

taking care of yourself, okay?

Marco's gonna
check on you, so...

be nice to him, okay?

Okay.

Hello?

Liara, it's Rocco
with Barone International.

I just sent you an email
with some preliminary numbers.

Yeah, these are nice numbers.

More than I was expecting.

Well, uh,
we believe in the villa.

Of course, we'd have to finish
the renovation you started

and a few other small changes.

What other changes?

Our clients tend to like
sleek marble bathrooms,

so we want to strip out

all the tile
in the primary bath.

Oh.

I also noticed a small fountain

in the side yard.
We'd take that out.

Too much of a flood risk

if something goes wrong.
You know?

Of course.

And of course, no offense

but we would have to
86 that donkey.

Mmm.

Rocco, um... my bus
is here, so...

let me think about it and, um...

we can talk when
I'm back in Chicago, okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
sure, terrific.

Can't wait to
do business with you.

Okay.

Liara!

Liara!

Liara.
Liara.

- Yes!
- Liara!

Liara!

- Wait!
- Open it.

Liara!
Wait!

- Liara!
- Yeah!

- Liara!
- Ah!

I've got...

Oh, dios mio, I need...

I need to run more.

It's your...

it's your residency application.

- What's it say?
- I-I-I don't know.

It's illegal to open up
somebody else's mail.

Open it.

Open it!

I had a really good offer from
that guy Rocco for the villa.

Enough to pay it all off and
still buy a house in Chicago.

Free and clear.

But I'm gonna turn him down.

Sorry, Enzo.

The thing is that if they can
run it as a B&B, so can we.

Plus, you need my help
with your business.

Really, I just didn't
wanna leave you.

Capena's my home,

so I'm either staying
as a resident

or... I will be back in 90 days.

And I'll be right here counting
the days until you get back.

Okay.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Oh, my God.

Liara!

- Oh!
- Oh, you did it!

Oh!

So...

what do you say?

Can we put it all behind us?

Because I, I don't even remember
why you're mad at me.

I thought you knew.

No, I don't.
I thought you knew.

Still, I don't like
how you tricked Liara

- into buy the villa.
- Did I?

Or... did I make sure
your grandson found...

the love of his life?

Hm.

Okay.

You can come in for coffee.

- That's it.
- Okay.

Okay.

You know, I thought
about something

that you said yesterday.

Where is home?

And I realized that...

home is wherever you are.

Well, then...

welcome home.

- You ready?
- I think so.

Come on.

It's exactly as I remember it.

There's so much more.

Come on.

- Oh, I love that man.
- Hm.

He would have been
so proud of you.

Well...

if I'm gonna help run the B&B,

I better get to know
my way around.

I'm gonna start outside with
that sweet, sweet donkey.

Mm.

Okay, you nervous
for our first guest?

My father?

No, I'm excited.

I'm excited for him to see
how happy I am.

I think if he can stop
worrying about me,

then I can stop
worrying about him.

- Good plan.
- Hm.

Besides, your mom said
she'd keep an eye on him.

- I love her.
- Yeah, me too.

I love this villa.

I love your fountain.

I love, I love your olive oil.

I love my new job. I...

I even love Baci.

- Even Baci?
- Yeah.

But I love you most of all.