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May I speak to Sergio, please?

Tell him this is Enzo, thanks.

Well, are you still at home?

What do you mean, you don't know if you can come!

What kind of crisis?

What kind of crisis?

Sergio, can I speak? Can you come down?

Can you come down, so we talk clearly?

No, now! Now!

I am going out now.

See you there, at the death point, usual place. Hurry up!

Hey!

- Well? - Eh, well...

Enzo, I feel down about this trip.

- That's because you are nervous. - Not really...

...that's because to go... where, to Cracovia?

- I didn't sleep all night! - That's because you are very nervous.

- Smoke a cigarette. - No, you don't understand...

...they are other folks, another race!

And then, their language: What are we going to say?

- You're such a child! - That's not true...

...I am not a child anymore, I am just too old.

Why don't you go alone?

Ok, then everything is fucked up, I take off my clothes...

...and spend ferragosto alone, in bed.

But we decided together!

I told you there might be a problem!

And it's so far, who knows when we arrive!

At 17:30 we will be at Bolzano, at 8:00 at Cracow...

...do you bet at 22:00 you are already having sex with a polish lady?

Come on!

And then, we made a passport, the country pass, we bought silk stockings...

...pens... - I forgot them.

No problem for the pens, till Bolzano we have time!

You are a child, full of anxiety and fears!

You say: "The language, the language, the language!".

- Look at that car, it speaks by itself! - Ueh!

Let's go!

Let's go. Come on! They don't need a conference speech from you!

Do you want to warm them up? Music!

Do you want them to smoke? Smoke!

Do you want them to drink? Drink!

- Do you want them to have fun? Fuck! - You are crazy!

I am so beautiful, my god, I can't tell!

Crazy bastards...

Are you crazy? They could see us, you stupid!

- Who can see you?! - You are crazy. - Who can see you?

- How do you mime a train? - I already showed you so many times!

Come on, do that. What is the noise of that person in the train toilet?

Come on! I will mime the man pissing. Come on!

Come on, start! Go.

Pulls the pedal. Go!

Bastard, if you do with polish women, they'll have fun!

Do the bidet, come on! Come on!

Bastard! And you still have doubts?

- If I could only do that! - You have the look.

Maybe I got the look, but I can't do those things.

By the way, last night I thinked about a new one...

...the one of the tram getting full... Listen. - Go!

Bastard! Pick your bag, come on, let's go!

Hurry!

Ueh, but...

- And what if I fall in love? - Falling in love in Cracow?

Pick up your bag...

...first I check the wheels and then I pick you up. Hurry!

Let's go.

He's really crazy!

Sergio, don't you notice something?

No, what?

- Don't you notice the car front is lowering down? - No!

- What was that? - Nothing, what?

Trust, trust!

And now what?

Trust, that's normal!

Guys, can you push? Quick, it's turning green.

Sergio, you go too, come on! Man!

- Man! You too, quick! - Come on!

- I stay here. - Go!

Come on!

Damn nasty Giudas! Giudas shoe-repairer!

Hi. We are a group of young people...

...setting up a farming community...

...nearby the town della Pieve...

...I mean, something alternative to urban pollution...

...I mean, not only waste, and so on...

...but I mean also as moral pollution...

...I mean, can you understand me? - No, thanks.

Listen there's nothing political about it...

...I mean, we are outside some power games.

If eventually you can make an offer, I mean, even symbolic...

No, I don't have cash.

Anyway I give you this report...

...then if in case you like our ideas...

- Yes, I like them. - Behind there's our address...

...so, in case you can write us, agree?

Bye, have a nice day.

But can you assure me that...

Look straight into my eyes.

...that you don't need any drugs?

I think that with two coins it's difficult to buy drugs.

Anyway, we are not interested in that kind of experience. Nice day.

But what do you know about drugs? What do you know about those things?

- May I say something? - I've got air conditioned, sorry.

Have a nice day.

Hi, we are a group of young people...

...setting up a farming community...

...nearby town della Pieve...

...I mean, as alternative to urban pollution...

...not only as waste, and so on...

Hey, for seven days you've been going to all the traffic lights...

...all the squares in Rome.

Enough! Everywhere I go, there you are! Stop it!

- Anyway goodbye, have a nice day. - Goodbye.

Hi, we are a group of young people...

Dad!

Then it's true that you are back!

For some days, just visiting.

- You've changed so much! - Yes, maybe I've changed inside.

Your voice has changed too? Not even a call!

What do you mean? To restore some relatioships... I mean...

...it is often very problematic.

- Very? - Problematic. - Ah! Come on, let me hug you!

"Che te possino!" But your face is always the same!

Dad, be quiet, always so violent!

This, do you call it violence? Is it violence, Ruggero?

- Stop it, it's full of people. - Let's go, come on, get inside!

- But where? - We have a chat alone, we have a coffee.

If I was not here by chance I wouldn't meet you!

What do you mean "by chance"? Don't lie, they told you...

...that I was here and you came on purpose.

- Say the truth, the truth! - No, I swear on your mother's grave!

Tell me something: Have I ever looked for you?

Did I ever break your balls?

Since you wrote that letter I kept the agreement.

- Come on, let's go. - Go where?

You want to have a coffee? The cafe's over there, let's go there.

Let's go home, Angelicuccia will do it!

- Angelicuccia is still alive! - "Still alive"?!

When I told her I would bring you home, she jumped out of happiness!

Then you say you knew I was here?

Say the truth, so we are over with this!

I told her that if by chance I would meet you, then I would bring you back home.

"If by chance", Ruggero! If by chance, I would bring you back home.

- Since when you are so polemic? - Fiorenza!

Fiorenza!

Be quiet, dad!

Come on, Fiore'! She's Fiorenza, he's my father.

- Ah, hi. - Anyway, she's coming with us.

She too?

Since Fiorenza and I decided to share everything...

...I think it's fair to share this coffee.

Which coffee? Where are we going?

Get in, he knows were we are going.

Cristiano! See you back here in half our, at least!

Why? Where are we going?

Take care of the bikes, they might steal them! Take care!

Ruggero!

- Do you want a cigarette? - No, I don't smoke.

Luckily, at least you don't have this vice anymore.

Can I ask you something?

How come you've got this tone in your voice?

Dad!

This voice give me shivers...

Excuse me, I've just remembered I need to make a call. Five seconds!

Now you understand why I left my house two years ago?

- He's got the fascist look. - I wish he was a fascist, at least!

Then he would be the choice of his life.

See? I took five seconds!

That was quick, see?

Ruggero, I was thinking...

How come you speak like this?

What did you say before?

Problema... Problematic... Problematic...

Stop it, dad! Oh, take care!

Ahò! Why they make the stripes?

It's third time, the same!

Not on the stripes, other ones.

Luckly there's not two without a three.

First time they broke the milk cans, second time...

...nothing, third time olive oil, infact this is oil.

- And it is sign of bad luck. - And it is more expensive!

- No, the salt is sign of bad luck! - You should take it off...

...if somebody walks on it, it dies. - And how do I take it off?

Do what you can, just clean it!

Well, I guess I'll do something, what can I say?

Good job, spread it!

Then not just one person, ten people will slip!

Not ten.

- Why, the sun won't dry it? - No, the sun won't dry it.

- Will not evaporate? - No, it wont evaporate.

- Come on! Ahò! - Good, throw some soap on it:

...instead of ten, fifty will slip!

Do you know something? I am going!

- The bus to Ladispoli is leaving! - Excyse me!

¿Dónde está otello de la juventud?

- Otello? - Of juventus!

- Of Juventus?! - Mh-mh.

What do you mean?

Hostel, not "otello"! Then, you go straight this way, ok?

At some poit you must necessarily turn left...

...but you notice on the left there is like a road, a street, that's a street.

That street is Via della Fonte dell'Olio. You take it, all the way, like this.

At some point there is 1, 2, 3. It is the 3.

I mean, not number 3, I mean the third doo that's the hostel. Got it?

Nada.

- "Nada"?! - Nothing! - Ah! Nothing!

It is also near my house! I must leave, otherwise I would take you there.

- ¿Tú me acompañas? Gracias. - I must go to Ladispoli!

Take her!

Well, let's go quickly, or I will be late!

My bus is leaving, got it?

- Tú me excusas, ¿vero? - ¡De nada, de nada! - Gracias.

Excuse me, do you have a room?

No rooms, all booked until the 20th.

Ah...

Maybe there is for you.

Not for me, for her!

No, not for a woman.

- For a man. - No, are you kidding? I must go to Ladispoli!

That's for her, she's spanish!

What can I do? Bring her to, can't you?

Are you crazy? At Ladispoli there's my mother, are you kidding?

Unbelievable! Rome is full! The "Foro Italico" is full...

...the "Sorrentino" is full, the "Colosseo" full!

Just tell me what is to do for una extranjera para trovare un lugar...

...to sleep and get clean! Es absurdo!

- ¡Italia, nada, nada, nada! - "Nada"? - Nothing!

Can't you find a place for her?

- Where are you sleeping? - I don't have problems, at home.

- Bring her home. - Are you kidding? No, no!

But I notice many italians offer their house. Why not?

Because my mother is not there, I should leave, I must take the bus to Ladispoli.

And my house will be closed, closed.

To be true, it is already closed.

I had to come back home to pick the oil.

The other one spilled.

It was not my fault. What are you saying?

Anyway, mum, it's a long story.

What? I can't leave now! Maybe tonight!

I'll take the one of 6pm.

What? Who is "singing"?

The radio is turned on!

Mum, nobody's here!

- Who should be here? - ¡Toallas! - Sst! Eh?

Para secarme.

- To dry! - With the tablecloth? - Eh!

One moment, my mother. Hello, mum?

Contact come and goes.

Nobody is here! Who should be here?

Ok, it's full of people!

Not really, it's a joke. I was joking.

Hey, joking!

Eh. Ok. Ok. Ok, see you tonight, ok.

Yes. And the oil. Ok. Yes.

Ok. Yes. Bye.

Yes, bye. This is my mother's robe!

Hello? Bye. Yes, bye! Bye!

Aquí. ¡Aquí!

Look at her... The floor was polished.

She made a lake! She made a lake!

A lake, she made!

This is your way? Comes in, bathroom, water... Hey!

And now, what are you doing? No, you don't understand!

- No aquí, ¿otra camera? - No! This house, closed!

Here, at 5pm, closed!

- ¿Cómo, yo no dormo en la tua casa? - No!

Ok, you can sleep, one hour, one hour and ten...

...because I, later, Ladispoli. I am sorry.

- We'll find a solution. - We must find it.

Yo puedo telefonear.

You call, if you find somebody, that's better.

Better for you, for me, for my mother...

Understand? Here everything closed...

...and I am on time to catch the one at noon.

Such a long number?

For Barcelona, one moment.

- Barcellona?! - Hallo?

Yes, Marisol. ¿No te ha llamado?

¡No, madre santísima!

No, no, nada. No te preocupes, estoy bien.

Ciao, adiós.

This is even longer!

Tengo un más grande problema, Leo, can you excuse me just one moment.

The bill is a big problem too my mother is paying for that!

Hallo? Philip!

What is this telephone number?

You can't tell telephone numbers like this? Oh!

The door!

Sst! People here!

At least, speak low!

- Who's that? - The keeper!

Since I saw you going out but not coming back...

...I heard noises and I asked "who's that".

- Who's that? Nobody. - Ok.

- I am alone, nobody's here. - Ok.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

What's up? what's up?

Please, Leo, please, one moment!

Enzo, could you go a bit slower, eh?

You're right.

Do you know we are early on our schedule?

We must slow down 5 kilometres, or everything is messed up.

Did I ever tell you what happened to me one night at the Sport Centre?

No, you never told me.

Two or three months ago there was a Genesis concert at the Sport Centrum.

I had to go with some friends...

...mainly one from, he knows some women.

But at some point, the situation changed...

...I can't remember if he gave me a wrong telephone number...

...or if I wrote it down wrong, I don't know...

...at the end I went alone.

I remember I got a place above, on the stairs...

...and in front of me there was a girl.

I sit down and kind of kicked her.

She turns around and I: "Sorry".

She says: "Hi". Ahò...

...she turned maybe 30-40 times. At some point she says:

..."Excuse me, do you have a cigarette?". The silliest excuse!

I pick a cigarette, I hand it to her...

...and she leans on my legs swingling with all her body.

The extreme of ambiguity!

- Was she young? - Young?!

She looked like 15, 16, 17 max.

She didn't have anything special, just a way of her own...

...pretty refined, but persistently ambiguous.

I mean, she looked pretty well-being, refined...

...but behaving like a lick-ass.

At some point she says:

..."Do you mind if you take your overcoat and put it on your knees... "

"... so I can lay on it comfortably".

I picked my jacket, then put it on the legs...

She lays like this, look. This way.

- She lays... - Take care!

- Don't worry, trust me. - What do you mean "trust me"? - Trust me!

She is laying like this. At some point I feel...

...on my trousers, like a hand.

- What was it? - A hand. Her hand.

It was slowly going up, and then it reached the zip.

At some point I feel the zip going down.

Guess how it ended!

- Guess how it ended! - You fucked her, I don't know.

She made a... quick job!

Such a mess! You know I felt pity for her?

You know that seeing a 16 years old like that...

I mean, I felt... I didn't like it.

How true it is, the situation of young people nowdays...

...of this girls and guys, it's a mess.

- Why? - I am sorry, I am feeling very bad!

- What do you feel? - I have a pain here that...

Ouch! And now it reaches also in my back there...

...and goes up to my neck!

Ahò, too many pains, you are nervous!

- You are nervous. Have a cigarette. - No, come on! - Smoke! - No, come on.

Stop the car, please!

Damn, why don't you try to lie all the way down?

- Would you stop the car?! - You are so nervous!

We are going to Poland, not in the jungle!

- Please, stop the car! - Damn!

So, why don't you take a nap? Take a nap. Lay down.

Damned bitch, I stop the car!

Trust me!

Damn, be quiet, it's nothing.

Come on, trust me, get up and walk, let's go!

- Come on, come on. - Help...

Let's have a walk, some fresh air.

I can't, come on!

But what is it? Has it happened before?

No, this morning I had some symptoms, but not so strong.

See you are just nervous? Take a deep breath, come on! Come on!

Ouch!

- I didn't even touch you! - Right, that's good!

- Don't touch me! - Good, stay there. You should feel...

...relaxed. Do you have a regular digestion?

What do you mean?!

Stay there, you should feel completely relaxed.

It should be a relaxing exercise...

...like a yoga exercise. - Right, yes, pear taste Yoga!

What? Pear?!

How can you joke like this? See that your mood is going up?

Sergio, how do you mimic the train? Can you do that for me?

Enzo, like you always say, " fuck yourself!".

Your such an asshole!

Ouch, mummy, ouch!

Run, run, we will meet soon! Run!

Ouch, mummy, ouch!

Ouch, mummy, ouch!

Sergio, Sergio! Look at me!

Remember that each of these ones is an orgasm.

- Look how many I've got. - Ay!

Since you left everything stayed just the same.

We didn't touch even a book.

Your room! Isn't that something to see it again?

I've always hated this room. I mean, because to be true...

...it brings me back to a period, to my past...

...I mean, that's so far, distant, I mean, It brings me back...

...to a dimension I don't belong to anymore. Got it?

But here everything is yours, all this stuff is yours!

By the way, Ruggero...

...I've heard that the "commander" upstairs...

...is selling the flat. Three rooms, a big kitchen and a nice bathroom.

It's an affair, Ruggero, you could think about it.

Instead, I say not to think about it at all.

I mean, just considering that the property idea...

...is something I partially agree. It's the concept of house...

...that I don't consider anymore.

You understand what I mean?

Wow, Ruggero, you were so cool and elegant!

See?

Ruggero, how well did you play drums?

Stop it, you are breaking my ears! Stop it, come on!

- Ok ok, I stop it! - Always so violent!

Do you think I am violent? Am I killing somebody?

And further you are breaking my balls!

I am sorry, Ruggero.

I am sorry.

You understand? You are right I can be polemic too, sometimes.

Angelicu', prepare the coffee, just as good as you can do it!

Ruggero, I forgot to tell you something.

There's a surprise in the guestroom. Guess who's there?

How can I know, dad! Did you buy a colour tv? Come on!

Far, far, Ruggero!

How can I know, dad, come on! My god, this sucks!

What did you say, "God"? Closer, closer, Ruggero!

Eh, no, I can't stand it, I am sorry, everything has a limit.

- Why, who's there? - Stop it, with those hands!

- There's a priest, that's all, just a priest. - It's Don Alfio, now you call him priest?

How should I call him, "accountant"?

- Do you remember how nice you looked when you helped with the service? -This sucks!

Now, he saw us. Let's enter.

We can't act bad!

Please, sit down. So, do you remember him?

Sure! You too, I think.

You can't rembember me, I've nothing to do with all this.

I've never helped in the church.

Maybe you are mistaken with somebody else.

Maybe we should reflect on the meaning of this meeting, shouldn't we?

I mean, excuse me, I don't get the reason of his presence.

He's just visiting!

No, Mario, let's say the truth:

...this morning you gave me a call to tell me that Ruggero came back...

...and to make me happy and meet again this wonderful man...

...that I left many years ago when he was just a little boy.

And now he starts preaching about the forlorn child!

No, you don't understand. Don Alfio...

...is here because he would like... Listen! He would like to know you...

...because he's a great professor of morality.

He's a great philosopher. He's a man of church with two balls like this!

What I am concerned about this landscape, if we can call it, caotic and confused...

...of these difficult times, is the blooming of all these...

...young movements that finally seem to have put aside the materialisti...

...vision of everyday life in order to approach a better...

...spiritual side of everyday life.

Why don't you tell me' how you run your existence...

...your life in that community? This is how you call it, correct?

What is it, is it one of those movements headed by those priest...

...coming from Assisi? - No, between them and us...

...there's a difference from this to this. - Come on, speak, tell us!

Are you, a sect, a tribe, the "carbonari", the "massons"?!

- You mean, "masons", Mario. - Well, same thing. Speak, tell us.

Considered that here there is a kind of trial...

...organized from this gentleman alomost a special court judge...

...then, let's talk about it.

I mean, you want to know how I took the decision...

...to abandon my previous daily existence...

...and to come in contact with the "Sons of Eternal Love"?

- That's the way they call themselves? - Yes!

Don't interrupt him, you can finish, please. Go on.

I mean, everything started on april about two years ago...

...when I took a trip in a beautiful land, Tuscany.

I was really eager to visit towns such us Florence, Siena, Pisa...

...Lucca, Monteriggioni...

- The entire Val di Chiana. - The Val di Chiana, and so on.

And also because I was really eager...

...to know the paintings of Simone Martini, of Beccafumi, of Sodoma...

...of Pinturicchio, of Piero della Giovanna...

- Wasn't it "della Francesca"? - You're right.

In short, of all these people.

One day, while I was walking on Ponte Vecchio in Florence...

...I mean, I felt that the clothes I was wearing, I mean...

...were a bit snob, a bit daddy's little guy...

...they were becoming like a burden for me...

...so I decided aware to take them off...

...so I made a big ball shape and throw them in the Arno.

Shoes, blazer, pants... Did you throw away everything?

- You were completely naked on the bridge? - Well?

Nothing, after a while I was naked...

...and I went out from Florence and started to walk around the countryside.

I mean, while I was walking, lots of flowers came on my way...

...and lots of flavours were spreading around the countryside.

It was really taking.

Then, it was amazing to see that lots of birds...

...were coming down from the trees, I mean, as if they wanted to talk to me.

To talk to you? What were they, parrots?

Right, in Tuscany there are parrots!

Escuse me, let him finish, please.

Suddenly, at the end of a trail...

...I saw like the shape of a man in white clothes...

...I mean, from his face was shining a very weird light.

I mean, the weirdest thing was that as I came closer to him...

...I mean, first I felt very warm, then very cold.

I mean, when I was about 10-15 cm from him...

...I mean, I spontaneously knelt down and asked:

..."Master, what do you want me to do for you?".

And he answered: "Love, love, love".

- How did he called you? - "Amore, amore, amore".

Can you hear, father? He called him "amore"!

- Drop him dead, don't you have nothing to say?! - Mario...

But, did this person force you to call him "master"...

...or, was it spontaneous? - I told you: Spontaneous!

You should have been more cautious on this point.

Anyway, go on.

He told me: "Why don't you stay here with me, tonight?".

"We could find a shelter together under this foliage".

Again!

"During the night there are many nasty creatures... "

"... that could scare you along your way".

Then I accepted...

...and I spent the night with him, behind the bush.

And it's true that during the night I could hear the nasty creatures...

...going around.

But I felt safe enough, or better, very safe.

Becayse he was defending me with a very long sword of fire.

I mean, when the morning after we awoke the master told me:

..."Now you go, straight ahead, at the end of this trail... "

"... and you will find a huge white farm... "

"... with a huge swimming pool... "

"... where lots of youngs from all over the world... "

"... are starting a huge community".

There I met lots of nice guys.

There were lots from Chile, Rhodesia, Germany, England...

I was there too!

Yes, all sorts of people that took a sort of choice...

...the choice of love.

That's ok, but how do you organize your life?

I mean, the girs pick up the natural fruits from mother earth...

...like artichokes, salad and beans...

...all sorts of vegetarian stuff very good...

...the boys work to the artcraft landscape...

...I mean all little works made of pottery, leather, and so on.

But the real complete relationship...

...I mean with the group, I mean, is at night...

...I mean, when in front of the dining table...

...full of vegetarian staff and meat...

...we talk about our own problems, we relate to each other, we pray...

...we listen at some music, and so on.

A few nights ago we spontaneously felt like taking off our clothes completely naked...

...and go into the swimming pool.

Can you hear him? You have nothing to say?

Escuse me, we are here to listen, to evaluate with peace...

...but also with respect, because in what he says...

...I can also see some very interesting parts! Please.

Interesting in what?

Interesting in what?! Everybody in the swimming pool naked!

Can a father have such a son? Without a home, without a family...

...wearing those rags, begging on the street!

And with this stupid chewing all the time! What are you chewing?

Just know that I've already spitted in my father's face! Beware, you fascist,

...I could do the same!

Me, "fascist"? Me "fascist"?

You little bitch, I am such a communist...

...such a communist!

And as for you...

...I had promised that I would have grown you healthy...

...big, strong.

I failed big time.

What should I do with you?

If I think that he goes behind the bushes...

...and take it in his butt!

Good! This is what you were and you got worse. Come on, let's go!

Quiet! Stop!

And you, Mario! You called me so that I would talk to Ruggero...

...and be completely understanding. - You talk, and talk!

- You both! - I don't think this is the moment...

...to lose the reason and the correctness.

You, Mario, were so struck by the bush episode.

But as for that, just allow me to use an important term...

...I felt almost moved, it almost struck me.

It brought me back to an episode that happened to me many years ago...

...during my childhood.

Back then, I was about 8 years old, I was playing football with my little friends...

...by the house we owned near Crotone.

Suddendly, in the middle of the match...

...I felt as like an inner, a spontaneous movement...

...and I started to run away from mu little friends.

I was running, running, running...

Until I reached a thorny bush...

...a bush that, already back then...

...I had called "my little Getsemani".

My mother, a very sensible woman...

...she couldnt find me at the gamefield, and what did she do? She looked for me.

When she found me behind the bush, she told me...

...I was about 8 years old: "Alfio, what's up?".

"Are you feeling bad? Do you need something?".

I answered: "Mum, can't you see that I am talking to myself?".

As you can see, even in this tale, or parabola...

...depending on how we want to consider it...

...there are many similar elements.

"Simila? "Similar" in what?! You were there with your mother...

...he was with somebody with the sword of fire!

Should we go on or not about wrecked one?

This is not a political meeting, but a peaceful and quiet ecxhange of ideas...

...between us and young people.

Ruggero, that image that you gave me before...

...the image that you gave us of the swimming pool...

...how should it be considered:

...like a purifying basin...

...or a reminder of an ancient heathens full of allowances?

Rugge', they want to know if we make orges.

I just tell you for the first and last time:

...we don't do that forluxury, sinful, and so on, purposes...

...We do that to feel ourselves as psico-physic entities...

...in touch with each other...

...in this world so cosmic, panteistic, naturalistic...

...a world where love is the winner and evil is the loser.

I mean, a world dominated by brotherhood.

You see, it also dipends from the point of view we evaluate these theories...

...because the church of today... - Of today, of yesterday...

...of tomorrow, of the day after tomorrow!

Here you are all dickheads. If you go on like this, father...

...you too are going to jump in that swimming pool...

...with your things naked!

Please, don't exaggerate. Be patient!

In this house, there is a sort of tension, really scary!

Hallo? Is it the professor?

This is Mr Brega, from the eighth floor, right.

Could you make me a favour.

My son... Yes, my son, he's here.

He's talking to the priest...

...but he's getting involved, he can't understand.

As you are an intelligent and wise person, could you come upstairs?

Come upstairs, professor.

Even in your robe, no problem! That priest he's losing his power...

...you must come here! Be kind!

You are an intelligent pers...

Yes, even in your robe, no problem.

Hey, there's nobody.

Did you see the palm trees?

It looks like Palma de Mallorca?

Oh, I was forgetting peanuts for the monkeys!

Stay around, don't get far, you could get lost!

Missis...

- Missis! - What do you want?

Could you give me two bags of peanuts for the monkeys?

Here they are, all the same.

- Men and monkeys are the same?! - It's 1000 liras.

Damn! Two months ago it was 400 liras each!

But I bought them at another place. Is the other one around?

No, it's only me here.

- So, let's go. - Oh! Where are you going?

Come here. You are going without paying?

I knocked, a lot, but there was nobody.

- It's the two of you? - Yes, one and two.

She's a foreigner, same price?

- Is she portuguese? - No, spanish.

- Come on, don't be silly. - What silly?

Come on, it's 1000 liras.

- Like the peanuts. - Again!

Just look at him!

Here it is. Let's go, for the monkeys this way.

- Bueno. - De nada, de nada, de nada.

Look, there's nobody!

Es un desierto. ¡Sólo moscas!

You are right, but when I come here in May there are lots of people.

So much. So much.

What are you doing? They are for the monkeys!

It's not a crime if I eat a peanut, is it?

Are you angry?

Are you angry because I brought you here? Don't you like this place?

Sí, me gusta.

But that's unbelievable how everything, the museum of Italy are closed.

Museo delle Terme, closed. Museo Borghese, closed.

Cappella Sistina, closed. Campidoglio, closed.

Sure, that has been bombed!

The other ones are closed because people go out, on vacation. It's Ferragosto.

Me too, in a while, Ladispoli.

But here it's nice. Do you like it?

I always came here as a kid.

But I also come here now.

But I remember that when I was a kid I got always lost.

Infact, they had always to call me with the loudspeaker. They said:

..."The kid Leo is awaited by his parents... "

"... at the end of the main exit near the cafe'".

Because to me it was a...

...más grande problema...

...to find the exit: It was too full with boards, signs...

You understand? Here's the monkeys!

There are not even mokeys!

Even the monkeys are at the beach, Ferragosto, Ladispoli!

What did you say? "Monkeys at Ladispoli"?

This is fun! They are here, but they are inside because it's hot.

No, that is the way we call chicken! Wait.

Let me do it.

Seen, eh? She was there! They are so smart.

I'll show you the gibbon. Let's go!

I think I can't show it to you, he's there inside too.

- Maybe we need an apple. - A banana.

- A banana! - Don't shout!

No tenemos nada, no tenemos bananas.

That's a shame, because it's a strange animal.

I tell you how he looks like, shall I?

Here he has like two eyes, roung, but almost human.

And the mouth is like a dog's.

But you know the strangest thing he's got?

- Behind... - Behind?

Behind... May I say it? I mean, in his bottom...

...he's got like a bunch of colours: red, blue...

...pink, blue, purple... All the ones, except for green.

That's so true, sometimes the nature creates the most strangest things.

What would it be for to have such a bottom?

Leo, can I ask you una pregunta, a question? - Yes.

- Why do you always look in the air? - Me? - Mh-mh.

When?

- Leo, en la tu vida qué lavoro fas? - What's my job?

I am an engineer. Not engineer... I am eletronic engineer.

I work a lot on tv's, record players...

...record players, tape players, many tape players.

- A difficult job, eh? - Bah, not really.

Bah, yes, sometimes it is.

Listen, and you in your life, what job do you have?

I live. I live día por día, day by day.

I make experiences.

Experiences, eh? Bah, nice. It's a very nice life.

No siempre.

Not nice? Why?

Please, Leo, vámonos.

Here we are in the land of the penguins. You could tell from the smell, eh?

But what's happening? You are weird.

- Don't you feel well? - No.

- Did I do something wrong? - ¡Nada!

Oh, this "nada"! Always "nada"!

Leo, does it ever happens to you to feel for a moment, an instant...

...like a sense of desconsuelo, of sadness...

...for something that you feel is happening, but you don't know why?

A sense of loss of enthusiasm.

- Es humano, ¿no? - True that's human! Don't tell me!

Me too sometimes, with the heat, the record players, my mother...

"Could you buy the salt" and I buy it.

"Could you pick my retirement check" and I pick it.

Then she get anxious: "Where are you going? When are you back?"...

..."Who did you meet? Where?". Sometimes also my head feels like exploding.

But today, I don't know why, I feel almost well.

To be true, I feel really well!

Are you crazy? Get out! Out!

And you are also naked! Get out, or they will arrest you!

- But there's nobody! - I don't know you, I've never seen you!

Please, Leo, take a picture of me! I want a souvenir from Italy!

You want even a picture? So stupid!

My god, the camera! I left it at the gibbon's place!

Marisol!

Marisol!

Stop it, and now even the flies!

Marisol!

What the hell is happening?! It looks I am in the jungle!

Marisol!

- ¡Leo, estoy aquí! - Eh?

You can't imagine how I found it, the camera. Iwas getting lost!

And the heat!

Leo, ¿por qué non vienes aquí, close to me?

Don't worry, Leo. Just a moment, to get dry.

At what time is leaving your bus to Ladispoli?

- It should be at 18:00. - Then you don't have much time.

- Do you know something? - Tell me, Leo.

I will call my mother...

...and tell there that I won't go there to Ladispoli.

Actually, I won't call her at all!

- Are you happy? - Yes.

Otherwise were would you sleep tonight?

Shut up!

Boss! Take a look at this!

- What happened? - Is it a crash?

If it's about a crash, you must go to the trauma dpt...

...take the second on the right. - It's not a crash...

...he fells sick! He bends over and lays his hand here.

- It could be a nervous crisis. - I don't think it is.

Sure. What the hell the nerves got to do with this?

It could be everything or nothing.

He should be visited...

...have him under control and call the doctor.

By the way, is the doctor in?

He's here, he's here. The little doctor is here.

Then it's his business.

Is there a doctor or not?

Be quiet, he's here! He said there's a doctor, be quiet!

- Let's get this ballsbreaker! - Come on!

- Get out! - One, two and three!

Careful!

You Zorro! You can't come in.

Will it take long? We must go to Poland, that's not a joke!

- Poland? - Yeah! - I don't know, it will depend from your friend!

Ok, don't complain! Relax, it's nothing...

...we'll make up the lost time!

This is not an amusement park! People suffers here!

Have some respect!

Don't stop, just slow down.

You pirate! Close the window, or everybody will take a cold!

Urgent ambulance need on Cristoforo Colombo street...

...Laurentina crossing! - Let's go and pick up this omelette!

Hey, that's unbelievable, in 20 days around that crossing...

...almost a dozen people crashed!

That's not a crossing, that's a "crashing"!

Also that one on the Pontina crossing to Naples is not bad!

That's not our area.

One night I was in the car with a woman, half married...

...she also had a strange relation with a man, a nice guy too.

At some point, at that crossing I notice a motorbike...

...starts flying, going up, and falling straight down.

There was a boy on it. And the car that crashed it...

...started turning like this, like a whirl.

At some point a hear like a boom, a smash.

I get out and the car was finished, he didn't exist anymore...

...physically disintegrated.

But you should imagine the car status. A mess!

- I know, I know. - How can you know? Let me finish.

It was like a sardin's box...

...and among the pieces there were a man and a woman.

At the beginning he was moving a scatti, like a puppet.

"Help! Save me!", and so on.

- A nervous contraction. - Listen:

...all the teeth on the ground, like it had been hailing down...

...splashed of blood on the lunotto, on the steering wheel...

...pieces of brain on the tachometer, a mess.

Just like watching "Profondo Rosso".

At some point an old man says: "Call the ambulance!".

I say: "Why calling it? Can't you see they have 30 seconds of life max.?".

After 20 seconds, they died like that, together.

Drop them dead!

A couple of nights ago I was passing by Ponte Milvio.

At some point from afar I notice a boy...

...half chinese, half japanese, I don't know, I couldn't figure it out.

With a quick jump he climbs on the bridge edge parapetto...

...and shouts words but I couldn't tell what the hell was it.

Sure, he was chinese!

At some point he jumps down. Everybody: "Help! Save him!"...

..."Call the la fluviale!".

I say: "Why call it? After 20 seconds he will drown".

"Don't you know this river is full of vortex?"

15 seconds, and he wen straight down, you should have seen him.

No way looking for him torches, pinne e maschere.

They never fished him up.

Do you know when they fished him up? 20 days after, I was there.

His conditions! All enflated like a wheel.

All the musk coming on his body here, here, here...

I mean, not really, here like a hole. Strange, don't you think?

Natural, the fishes ate him up.

Yes, now the river is full of piranhas!

Anyway, when they picked him up and brought him on the ground banchina...

...he made a very strange noise, like a "plof".

Like when somebody picks a jelly-fish and throw it on your back...

...to make a joke? that's the way he did, plof!

Everywhere losing water, here, here, here... terrible!

- Is you Mr Enzo? - Yes, tell me.

The doctor wants to talk to you.

Your friends wants you to bring him the suitcase.

- Why the suitcase? - I don't know!

- Where is he? - This way.

- Well, what are they going to do? - He says they I must go through surgery.

- Are they crazy? What surgery? - I heard them talking of "ciste ofelia".

- Sono sotto una colica. - Why such a hurry!

My uncle lived for 20 years with that cistifellea!

Let's go, from now to tonight everything will be passed.

Then when you are back, no hurry...

...you choose a nice place, a nice hospital.

Here you are in the hands of a scoundrel. Did you hear how they called him?

Not even "doctor", "little doctor".

I would not even my teeth...

Good morning, are you a relative?

No, a friend, why?

I need an authorization to operate urgently, it's a formality.

- Do you agree? - Not so much, we were just talking about it!

In my opinion, even the fact that we are leaving, going to Poland...

...the changing of air, could help him to overcome...

Your friend has an empiema!

- What do I have? - An acute infection due to calcolosi.

He must operated with the maximum urgency, or he risks.

But if I do authorize you, how long will it take him to leave?

Doctor, I authorize you, don't listen to this crazy person!

Listen, one of the sisters is calling my wife...

...she's coming soon. - Perfect!

I'll make ready the entry papers, no problem.

- You have a wife? - Why, can't I have a wife?

Can't I fell sick? Can't I have a hell of something?

Go away, leave me alone!

Damned me, and the moment I met you...

...and the moment I decided to bring you with me!

You should have stayed in San Siro!

Enzo!

- Eh? - Come on! - Tell me.

The stockings in the suitcase, take them out please.

Come on, if my wife sees them, it's a mess.

What should I do with them?

- What should I do? - I don't know, take them away...

...and fuck it.

What is missing is the sense of responsibility!

How we, fathers, can ever trust the young people...

...if the radio, the cinema, the press and the TV...

...continuously push the youngs to the complete waste of their morality?

Just consider we don't have tv...

...but what you say about mass media is something we dont't care at all.

A couple of nights ago, for example...

...I felt like turning on TV, one of those channels...

...PTT, TPT, PCC, CPC.

Well, I thought we had already reached some extreme limits...

...but, Mother Virgin, when I saw...

...a woman, and even more serious, a mother...

...take out those boobs and shake them in front of me...

...it was the colmo. This, my friends, is porno-anarchy!

Ok, prof, he told you he doesn't watch TV.

Can we get to the point, can we talk about him?!

The way he is, the way he is not, the way he should be!

Your son is what he is, Mario. As you sow, so shall you reap.

The matter is to find out what you sowed!

Ah, now it's all my fault?

If you would have been more severe, if you would have punished him...

...at the right moment, probably you wouldn't have found yourself in this situation.

As far as I can say, I would like to recall an episode.

It was the winter of 1959, which, among other things, was very cold.

My son Gabriele, who was 15 years old...

...couldn't stand some right opinion from my side...

...and he left smashing the door. I reached him...

...I stared him in the eyes and said:

..."Tomorrow morning you are going to school without shoes, barefooted".

That same night I found on the pillow of my bed a note.

- Do you know what it said? - "You ass-hole", exclamation point.

"Dad, forgive me, I am extremely grateful to you".

But I can guarantee to all of you that if even today...

...that he is a sergent in Bolzano...

...if he would make again the same mistake, I would not hesitate...

...to slap him even in front of other people.

My father tried it once: Still today he's crying 'cause of the way I kicked him.

Not even I, If you allow me, I don't agree with these methods...

...based on orders. By the way, if you allow me...

...I would recall some words that look correlated.

Some words from Tito Livio...

...who I love to recall often in my sunday talks with the mass.

They say: "Steady is that Land where people obey with their heart".

But if we would to make a transposition, we could say:

..."Steady is that Family where people obey with their heart".

You amaze me, you all people of church...

...most of nowday's faults are just the church's faults!

Once in the church people stood with the book in their hands...

...in silence, meditating.

Today with all those guitars, these drums...

...and these women in blue-jeans and t-shirts with showing off thir boobs...

Let's stop it, it's a shame!

Professor, don't start again to digress.

I didn't call you to talk about guitars and drums...

...about soldiers, about boobs... - Gosh!

My god, did I put the salt?

I did, I did.

The hell if I did!

Marisol! Marisol!

- Oh! - ¿Qué pasa? - Hurry up...

...because in 7 minutes pasta is ready al dente!

- I am almost done! - Almost how long?

Seven minutes!

Eh, no! Not this ones!

Again!

Now stay there. There!

If she's too late pasta will be disgusting, want to bet?

¡Olé, toro!

Wow, you're so pretty!

- ¿Te gusta? - Me gusta, me gusta mucho.

I mean, a lot mucho!

- Gracias, Leo. - Anyway, tonight lots of surprises!

The first one is outside, take a look!

Mind the steps, sometimes my mother falls, and me too.

Isn'it better than a restaurant?

Very nice, Leo! Con las flores, las velas...

- La vela?! - The candles. - Ah, the candles!

Here is nice and cool, because of the Ponentino breeze.

Damn the Ponentino!

You must wait they arrive here, so the wind shades them.

¿No es mejor así?

Right, I didn't think about that. Why I didn't think about that?

- Can I take a seat? - Take a seat!

- This is the servilleta, isn't it? - No, no!

That's not important, my mistake!

Now second surprise!

And now... Champagne!

- Damn! - ¿Qué pasa, Leo?

- Oh... - I told you you could fall on it!

This morning the oil spilled, three days ago the milk spilled...

...and now the sparkling wine! It should be over, there's no two without a three.

Now there's nothing else to drink at home, no drinks tonight.

"Nothing to drink"... That's all what I had.

- Is this is a wine? - Yes, it's wine...

...but it is a very special wine.

- Is it a "tinto" wine? - "Tinto", that wine? Are kidding? That's a Brunello!

It's a very old wine, it's mum's wine, you can't drink it.

She's keeping it for a big occasion.

Isn't this a big occasion?

Do you think so?

Come on, Leo, open it.

Who cares! It has been there for 10 years!

Mmmh, very good this! ¿Cómo es la receta?

Do you want to know the receipe? Easy:

...you take something like a pan of water, I mean, you take a pan of water...

...you put in a fistful of salt, just remember you put it in...

...otherwise you'll put it twice.

Then you open a tin of tuna...

I mean, not, you open a tin of tomatoes...

And with this the "tinto" wine of your mum is finished.

Oh, again "tinto"! That's not " tinto"!

In Spain "tinto" means red! It's a colour.

Ah... couldn't you tell me before? All night saying "tinto, tinto... "

- Leo, can I ask you pregunta, a question? - Yes.

Is she nice, your muchacha, your "girlfriend"?

I? I don't have a girlfriend!

- Don't you have a love? - Me? Not!

- Never, never, never? - Well, not never.

I mean, not much this year, but last year quiet enough.

But she was a bit too much ingenuous, a bit too much...

...gne gne gne. Understand? How do you say in Spain?

- Gne gne gne gne... - Ah, you too?

Do you know which was my best lovestory?

Unbelievable. Three years ago, guess who.

Guess who! She was my cousin...

...she lives in Viterbo.

She lives in Viterbo because she's not allowed to come to Rome anymore...

...because when they realized about our lovestory...

...they never let me see her again. Everybody had something to say:

...my mother, my uncle, my aunt, her uncle, everybody gettin on my nerves.

Anyway, on the other side it's better the story is finished.

In any case, there are so many women: I have a life in front of me!

Poor Leo, with his potato nose!

Come on!

- Can we have some music? - Yes, we can!

If you want, I bring the speakers outside!

But not so high, or we wake up the neighbours.

- Eh? - No, too difficult. Vamos.

"Vamos"?! Where?

- Vamos. - "Vamos"?

But where?

I drank so much wine that I feel dizzy!

A guitar!

What kind of music do you like, fast or slow?

Better slow, ok?

There are two annoying old people, here!

Sst! Quiet! Quiet!

Who cares?!

Olé!

So, where's the music?

Ah, right. Ehm... We could play this one.

"Forever you and me".

Why not?

Yes?

Leo, come here.

There?

Potato!

Why don't you come here?

I am sure it's the door-keeper, the neighbours are probably complaining.

Again!

- Send her away. - Eh? I will. But you...

...wait there, don't move. I'll be back.

Miss Maria, I've only 2 legs!

I've only 2 legs...

- Está qui Marisol? - Who are you? What do you want?

Oh, where are you going? Stop! There's nobody here, nada!

- Who's he? Do you know him? - No, Antioco!

You stupid! What are you doing?

He comes in, he pretends to be the doorkeper, he hits me!

Go out!

Shut up, or the doorkeeper will come upstairs!

Leo, Antioco is hungry.

No, there's nothing left, nothing left, nothing left!

But we still have some pasta with tuna fish!

Where are you going?

- Leo! - No, no, no, no!

No more wine! No more wine! If he's thirsty, just water.

- Just water, agua! - Grapefruit.

- What does he want? - Antioco drinks only grapefruit.

Ah, only grapefruits! Like people drink nothing than grapefruits!

Are you kidding?

Leo, please, do it for me. Go and buy some grapefruit.

- He's really nervous. - Ah, he is! And what about me?

Leo, please, do it for me.

- Yes but, and us? - Just as before, everything the same.

Yes but, after the grapefrui will he leave?

I will take care. Please, just go.

Ok.

Yes, are you his mother?

Do you know where I could find him?

Where could I find him?

It's quiet urgent.

It's urgent!

Alright, could I talk to his brother?

Fine, thanks.

Hallo? Hi, listen, we don't know each other yet.

I am a friend of your brother.

I called him to tell him something.

Something weird has just happened...

...I mean I have a free seat in my car...

...and I've organized a trip to Poland...

...it's wonderful, I wondered if your brother would be interested.

But where can I find him?

No, if I would know in advance, then I ask somebody else...

...that has already half-agreed.

Ah. So you think he might be interested...

...he might like it?

Ah. Listen, as for you, would you be interested?

Sure, I know, we don't know each other yet.

Sure, sure.

Listen, may I ask you, how old are you?

Ah, thirteen.

Alright. Talk soon, then.

Ok. Bye, bye.

Hallo? Good evening. May I speak to Amedeo, please?

This is Enzo.

Thanks.

Hallo, Amedeo? Hi, this is Enzo.

Not Renzo, Enzo.

Do you remember, we met two or three monnths ago...

...to the military district, waiting for the copy of the license.

I was behind you...

...with a spongy t-shirt, seaside look.

Do you remember they couldn't find our licenses...

...because they left them at the main district?

You said in front of everybody:

..."Then take that fucking license and put it in your ass!".

No, you said that, you said that, I was behind you.

Do you remember we exchanged our telephone numbers?

Because you said you had an uncle in the army...

...that could help us about all this.

No, my license is ok, thanks.

I'm just wondering what are you doing at Ferragosto.

I have a project...

Ah, you'll spend it with your wife.

Ok.

Ok, ok. Another time, then.

Fine.

Well, have a nice Ferragosto.

Greetings to your wife. Ok. Bye, thanks. Bye.

Uncle, I don't want to hear, I've so many problems.

If I tell you what happened, you would not believe it.

Ten minutes after you called me...

- Ok, let's go. - Let me tell you.

Guess how long it took me to get on the Aurelia!

- Half-hour? - No, 45 minutes!

- From Aurelia to my house? - 10 hours, 20! - No!

One hour and 45 minutes. You know why? Even though it's the 14 of August...

...the traffic was not towards the sea...

You are bombing my brain! Shut up!

- Did you bring your family? The kids? - No, I have a reason.

- There's a reason. - I just wanted to reunite the family!

I know, but trust me, I've always had a kind of feeling with Ruggero.

- Let's go! - Don't worry, don't worry.

Quiet, Quiet. Sorry for the delay...

...do you know how long I took? One hour and 45 minutes!

You know why? The traffic was not towards the beach, but Rome!

This shows how italian mentality has changed.

Rugge', this is a real surprise!

Just look who my father fished out!

And you tell me it's a surprise?!

- Just as you didn't know I was here, did you? - No!

Dad, we go, the comedy is over.

Ok, I confess, he called me and said you were here.

But just to have a chat.

So, is she your fiancee?

First of all, people don't say "fiancee" anymore.

But if you really want to know, we have a very free and easy...

...relationship, ok?

And very much open to all sorts of experiences.

- Anything to say? - No!

- Really not?! - I mean, yes, yes, yes.

Do you mean that since you got married...

...you feel fulfilled?

Come on, Anse', let's have fun!

Why not, here today is just a joke...

...even marriage!

I remember that in autumn of 1968...

...my son Gabriele dared to tell me...

Enough with your son! He's not a good example!

Be patient!

Come on, Anse'.

I would like to explain this theory to my cousin Ruggero:

...how can a person feel fulfilled...

...without any steady grounds? You could ask: "Such as?".

I can tell you: Marriage, union.

What would I be without Stefania? To me she's not only...

...my pillar, my horizon, but also you know what?

I can tell you: an economic investment.

You can ask: "How?". I will explain.

I will explain immediately. Do you know how much I earn per month?

I can tell you: 425.000 liras.

Same money I was earning as a bachelor, ok?

But as a bachelor I had some needs...

...like, for example, go out at night to the theatre with my friends...

...or eat a pizza or something else.

In other words, you understand.

So, how much I spent every month? I can tell you.

Even better, every week. I can tell you: 25.000 liras.

And consider that in every month there are 4 weeks...

...let's calulate. 25 times 4 is? 100.000 liras.

Plus 2,5 days per month...

...because one month is 7 times 4, 28, plus two days, 30-31 average.

How much is that? I can tell you. I was spending 108.750 liras.

It's a big sum. Then, adding other expenses...

...like the door-keeper to clean the house in the morning...

...the laundry, because unfortunately I don't have housemaids.

And the rosticceria on sunday, because I can't cook.

How much is it? I can tell you: 71.000 liras.

It's a big sum. Agree? Alright.

Do you know what happened when I got married?

I cant tell you. First of all, my family cheques increased:

...three family cheques. So my salary went up from 425.000 liras...

...to 487.000 liras.

Furthermore all the other things, laundry, rosticceria, door-keeper...

...they disappeared. Why? I can tell you:

...my wife cooks, irons, fixes my socks...

...she learned to cut my hair, to make injections...

...she can make love like few women, and this is very important.

What can you ask more from your life?

He says: "You are lucky". No! I am very lucky.

It's just a shit life.

Right! That's easy to say...

...do you know how much this shit life spares me every month?

I can tell you: exactly 47.000 liras...

...that I save little by little like the bugs do in winter.

You could ask: "Which is the winter of a man?".

- I can tell you: Being old! - Don't forget, Anselmo...

...that even for a woman there is dawn and sunset.

Because also a woman can get dry.

Like a flower exposed to the hard breeze of its early winter.

Her voice, that once sounded so delicate...

...then get deep, almost harsh.

Her hair get white and lose their natural darkness.

Anche le vene varicose fanno la loro comparsa.

Si insinuano attraverso la pelle delle gambe e si ramificano...

...quasi fossero una radice. - Here!

Only if we consider this x-ray...

...we can understand the weakness of beauty.

After all, my dear friends, if you want to understand, that's all...

...if you don't want understand, you know what?

I stand up and wash my hands...

...like when Pilate washed his hands in front of...

Our Lord!

Mother Virgin, you can't even remember the tools of your job!

What the fuck, Alfio!

I went around 200 cafes to find them.

Marisol!

Are you stupid? My mother's room!

You can't!

You are crazy!

I am going to say something!

Hallo?

Hallo?

Who's that?

Who's that? Ah... Eh!

I know I couldn't come.

Eh... I know, because it was late.

What do you mean "why"? Eh... Mum, that's a long story. Yes...

Nobody's here!

Nobody's here!

Who should be here?

Who should...?

Don't insist with women! There're no women!

Eh? Eh... Ok, it's full of women!

It's full of women! Happy?

Yes, it's full! Can't I have a woman?

Can't I have a woman? Eh? No?

None of your business! Eh? None of your business! Yes, yes...

I'll come tomorrow. I'll come tomorrow.

Tomorrow. What? Yes. Bye.

Tomorrow. Bye.

This bag shouldn't be here!

Damn!

What was his name? Marcucci...

Mastrucci...

Marcucci Ennio... Elio...

Martucci Elio.

Martucci Elio.

It was Martucci Elio.

Martucci Elio.

Martucci Elio.

Elio, Elio, Elio...

Wake up guys, we've arrived.

Come on, get off.

- Ok, see you. - You should come and see me.

You bet we'll see each other in two years.

After all, this meeting was fruitful. Don't you think?

Good or bad, it was fruitful. Don't you think?

- If it makes you happy... - Fiore', take care.

Be together, be close. He's my son.

Do you understand me, Fiore'?

- Ok, bye! - Bye, dad! See you.

I don't even want to know where you're going to sleep.

- It just makes me shiver! - Cristiano!

It's an incredible experience what you did to me today.

I mean, an absurd behaviour from you.

I mean, leave me there, on the pavement, for 11 hours...

Also our experience was incredible!

I bet you ate something, unlike me!

Come on, let's go and sleep at Beatrice's.

Martu'!

Martucci! What did you say?

I didn't hear you, it was like a bomb!

Ok. Would you come?

Wait, I close the window, I can't understand!

Don't put down, ok?

Don't put down! Wait!

Damn, oh! One moment... This shit...

Let's go!

I've always said this town sucks!

Fortunately when I say that we should stay in touch with the countryside...

...you have fun of me!

Yes, but also the countryside sucks...

Marisol!

Are you Mister Enzo?

I am Martucci's friend.

Ok. Just be informal, ok?

Hi. Listen, let's make clear the schedule.

We go all the way straight until Val di Chiana, ok?

Then we fill the tank and we go all the way to Bolzano.

There we take a nap...

...and early morning we drive again...

...so that tomorrow at midnight we'll be in Cracow, you know why?

- My god, did I break it? - You and me, together...

Is that ok?

You stupid!

Everything against me!

Some days things go well, almost well.

But sometimes they all go wrong.

There's not 2 without 3! and 3 without 4...

...and 4 without 5, and 5 without 6, and 6 without 7...

...and 7 without 8... - Ahò!

- Well? - Easy to say: "Ahò! Well?"...

...from the window, easy...

I would like to see you fighting with life, the stripes, the oil...

...the grapefruits, my mother... "Ahò", he says. "Ahò"...