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As annoying as it may seem, this is every day's plan.

Eat and come home to bed again.

But thank God, there are special days like today.

So it's time to wake up.

Don't even think about waking up. Today's our day and we don't lose.

Happy anniversary, my love.

Enjoy. This is the first gift of many.

You know I don't.

We'll celebrate later, okay?

Yeah, but when?

Is there a problem?

It's gonna be the best day of your life, I promise.

We've been married for five years and we swore we'd have no secrets.

Not wanting to share your past is keeping a secret?

Erika is the woman of my life and I want her to know everything about me.

Here I am again at the usual.

I hate my job.

Nine hours a day managing the sales of rich, insufferable clients.

Speaking of insufferable.

This is my boss.

He keeps mistresses while his poor wife runs the company.

Anyway, it's my turn to wait until 3:00.

I hope I'm not late.

- Perfect. - What did you expect?

I'll change in a minute.

No change, I'm hungry. Besides, you're all right now. Come on, let's sit down.

It's okay.

Now it just matters.

Shit.

For us.

To my beautiful wife.

We'll get there.

After our meeting.

With incredible breasts.

You'll have cheek.

What about you, huh?

That you looked like a typical Italian pimp with a dark past.

Aside from the trip to San Francisco, I have another present for you.

Does this get interesting?

My gift is to tell you a story about a man who meant a lot to me.

A story I want you to know.

I'm ready. Give me that story.

Many years ago in Bari, Italy, a young woman was about to live the most important moment of her life.

Listen to me, Angela. The baby comes backwards.

- You'll have to breathe hard and not squeeze until I tell you to. Okay? - Mm-hmm.

Yeah. Dad, I'm scared.

It'll be all right, shrink him.

Come help me.

You're almost there.

We'll wait for the contraction.

Get me a towel.

Breathe.

Push now as hard as you can.

You've made a child, Angela, you've had a beautiful child.

A son. Name him Roberto.

Roberto, who's Roberto? I just started and you want to know the end.

Okay.

Roberto's childhood was moved.

Her mother sought the best place to raise her only son.

Until we find stability at his grandparents' house.

Roberto grew up under his tutelage while Angela.

was working to feed him.

But everything changed when he turned nine.

What's going on?

He became a man much sooner than I expected.

His mother, a feisty woman,

lost the battle against the worst disease of the century.

Dad.

Next time I see you, you'll be better.

A vandal's son, he filled her with hostel, you see?

I'm sorry, I was lost.

What the fuck?

Tell him every time I close my eyes, you put me to sleep

by his side.

- Don't let anything happen to him. - Don't get married, Angela.

Tell him I'll always be.

Or don't see me.

Don't get married, daughter.

And most importantly.

Tell him I died the chata,

fighting for what I love most.

My son.

No, son, don't go. Don't leave me alone, please.

You're the only truth I have left now.

All these facts were restored in ***********,

to the point where the ************** began to rebel against the police.

Raised on the street, quickly made a hole in organized crime starting at the bottom.

Roberto was a son.

His instinct added to an inherited ambition.

They made him a worthy successor to his legendary grandfather Antonio.

One of the big mafia figures.

The Stick was the first step in the organization's hierarchy.

The Stick?

It's a term that comes from lamppost sticks.

The stick was fundamental because he was in charge of giving notice when the police were around.

Roberto was more than tired of living in front of the police and being a mere messenger of his superiors in the organization.

It was time to lead his life on other paths.

I decided to enlist. The special doors were the best paid, but that had a price.

And from today I'll be your fisher.

You'll eat when I cry!

Do you think you're in a schoolyard?

You're in the Special Forces!

We got where even God doesn't dare go!

That's why men are required here!

And I say men because I only see pussies!

I don't give a penny for any of you!

And I'm sure none of them will last more than a fucking week!

Get down!

I've seen my grandmother do more and more push-ups!

Get up, get up, instead of soldiers, you look like cheerleaders!

Come on, cocksucker, I want to see that stomach spark!

The hardness of training, both physical and mental, was not fit for anyone.

Get up, you rascal!

Roberto was 18 years old, made a man out of bullets, sweat, pain and tears of effort.

The toughness of training brought the soldiers together and Roberto found a good friend, Enzo.

Roberto, I don't feel like it. I'm tired.

Come on, you're a wreck, you look like the army, let's have a drink and go.

One and we'll go back to the barracks, okay?

I promise.

I'm sure you'll tell him and everything.

Roberto, I'm nervous.

Don't worry, I know the best remedy.

Come on, let's go to war, come on.

Let's go.

To friendship.

To true friendship.

Fuck Roberto, what's wrong?

I thought we were just having drinks.

Don't be a sissy, man.

Look, which one you like best.

They're both hot, though, the blonde.

Imagine her stripping.

I'm not fishing anymore.

No, this is garbage. I'd like you to do it.

And don't even think about making breakfast.

The truth is, lately I've been going through the weird days, I don't know.

Cheers, mate.

Cheers, my friend.

That blonde, that blonde, that blonde.

Officer in the room!

At ease, soldiers!

Government orders have arrived.

Civil war is wreaking havoc in Somalia.

Thousands of civilians are dead.

And they've asked us to collaborate with the blue helmets.

on a peaceful mission.

There's a list hanging in the office.

To volunteer.

As volunteers, sir?

What the fuck!

We're Special Forces!

My men don't volunteer!

My men come to the call of war!

No questions asked!

Is that clear?

Yes, sir!

Get ready!

In 72 hours they will depart for Somalia.

And another thing.

Be careful.

The desperation of those people.

It makes them capable of killing.

For a simple bottle of water.

Yes, sir!

Africa awaits you.

Roberto went with the army to Africa?

Being in special forces means always being prepared.

The hard training and its resolution speed.

They become the ideal group for front-line missions.

Front-line missions?

The first to arrive.

But you mean dead when you get there.

Special forces groups are lethal,.

So easy and so terrible.

We stayed in Africa.

We're still here in Mogadishu, in the capital of Somalia, with the blue helmets on the UN humanitarian mission.

And in one of the few moments these men have of rest, let's talk to a Special Forces sergeant.

Hey, how many months have you been here?

Three months.

What exactly is the function of the Special Forces on this mission?

Mostly we make sure that civil rights are respected, helping NGO helps reach their destination, avoiding smuggling.

Militias are making things very difficult, aren't they?

Yeah, well, apart from some ambush on the streets of Mogadishu of small magnitude, we might say we've established a certain order in the country.

You want to take advantage of the cameras so you can leave a message for your family?

One of the most dangerous militias in the country ******** the headquarters of the blue helmets.

That's where it all started. The peace mission became an open war.

Ground support confirmed.

Come on guys, team one right, team two left.

- Two right flank. - Two in position.

Short, precise bursts.

Drop the girl and put the gun down!

Carpito 2 is down!

Tenshin!

It's about time to come back.

Grandpa!

I see things don't change, huh?

When I went to the army I left you in your chair and that's how I find you.

Hi, Roberto.

Grandpa, I've been gone almost 4 years and you just say, "Hi, Roberto".

- I waited for you. - I'm glad to be home.

Did you think you were coming yesterday?

I came back yesterday, but I missed the plane.

How did you know all that?

Don't forget, there are always people watching and knowing about you in your house.

Who do you mean?

Doctor!

- Come home, come home. - Yeah, I'm home.

Carlos and Mateo!

It's like I never left the army.

Stop being such a pussy!

What would you have done in Africa without women and a bath?

Miss her.

I see you're still saying the same thing.

The line comes, yes, that we should talk.

I'll definitely get you into the family.

Don Franco, I just got here.

Listen, Franco, during your absence, they've taken care of.

Yeah, and I appreciate it, but I don't know what I want to do with my life.

Hopefully, we're not ruining the problem.

It's a favor.

It's going well.

Roberto started helping the system, but with the intention of being with his friends Carlo and Mateo.

They were trust jobs, like overseeing businesses protected by the Boss.

Didn't they tell you they're bothering you?

No, a bunch of young people have been selling out, but they don't come anymore.

Don't worry, they won't come back.

It's a sign that your money is well spent.

I don't doubt it.

Roberto never imagined that on one of those occasions someone would enter his life and brand him to be free.

Hi. You were calling me.

I called the most beautiful woman in the club. Is that you?

I don't know. Maybe I do.

And you did that dance for me?

Hey, what's your name?

My name is Lucia.

I'm Roberto.

Yeah, I know who you are.

Lucia, do you like speed?

I don't know. Depends. I have to trust.

Trust me.

Open the case.

Little by little Roberto went up in the system.

From small-time jobs he went on to have important family responsibilities.

His skills and leadership took him to the top, the pact.

Roberto knew the system was taking over his life.

But he only felt alive when he was with Lucia.

Until the day came.

Ladies and gentlemen, with you the woman who will take you to the darkest side of.

Your wish, Sandra G.

If you wanted to impress me, you made it.

I didn't mean to. I just wanted to be quiet.

We could have stayed in town, in my house.

You don't live here?

No, it's my secret hiding place.

Impressed?

A lot more than you think.

Can you imagine a go-go from a Don Franco nightclub living in a place like this?

If you wanted, all your dreams could come true.

You're like a genie in the lamp.

No, I'm like a magician, who with his magic can grant you three wishes.

My first wish is.

One glass of each.

Your wish is my command.

Cheers, Wizard.

This is life.

- You still have two wishes left. - Okay, genius.

I mean, magician, my second wish is to close your eyes.

I still have one wish left. Your particular magician is still a little tired after you.

Last wish. Yes, but my last wish is not for me, it's for you, for us.

Well, the magician's getting impatient. Stop working for Don Franco, get out of the.

System system. We don't need any of this. That's none of your business, you know who.

I am. That's why I know who you are and you don't deserve to be there. We can be happy. That's my

last wish.

Are we expecting someone?

No, no one knows we're here.

Must be a neighbor. I'll see.

- Lucia, wish granted. - What?

You look beautiful!

Hello, Roberto Montani?

You will be arrested!

The same day Roberto decided to leave the family for love, the police decided another way to get him out of the system.

Anares is screwed!

Roberto thought he was untouchable, but the time he spent in prison alone, without Lucia, opened his eyes.

Inside the system was only two roads, jail or death.

Time passed slowly, like a hourglass you stare at all the time.

Roberto wasn't afraid of jail, but sometimes the pain comes from the outside.

The prison warden regrets to inform you that his grandfather passed away in the morning.

Given his degree of conviction, he won't be able to attend the funeral.

Dear Roberto, first of all I'm very sorry about your grandfather's death. It was a...

Beautiful funeral. Don Franco made a beautiful speech. Only you were missing.

I've dared to write to tell you that I love you, that I've never wanted.

No one like you, but sometimes love isn't enough. Your world and mine are too.

Far away and I can't expect you to change. I've made a difficult decision.

But I think and I hope I'm right. I want to move on with my life.

I need my life back and for that.

Lucia's words were the guide Roberto needed.

The time he was left in prison, he only thought one thing.

Freedom.

Roberto got out of jail with one idea.

Leave the country, leave the system, abandon everything and start over.

But before you go back to your beach and kill your nightmares.

Can't you see I'm busy?

I'm sorry, Don Franco.

But today you must leave, you must go give it to take.

And you, get in, get in.

Where is he?

There was a problem.

Did you get a permit?

Yeah, but by the time he got here, he was gone.

He's disappeared.

What?

Oh, my God, this bastard!

You bastard!

Oh, my God.

Yes, yes, yes!

Chug!

I am a son, or my ears of.

It's for Roberto.

Do you remember?

Whenever he's run away.

No, no, we don't know where he's gone.

Swallow it, do you understand?

Suck it, hit it.

Oh.

Ahhh!

Yeah.

Oh.

Whew!

Whoa!

Whoa!

And went to Barcelona.

His new life had just begun.

And I needed a job.

No matter how modest it was.

Nobody told him it was easy.

Start a life outside the system.

But at last Roberto.

He had a stroke of luck.

Sorry, are you in a hurry?

No. You'd better give me a hand.

Okay.

Hey, there!

By accident, by chance, Roberto found his new vocation. The movies. He was learning little.

Slowly, but with patience and interest was climbing positions in the hierarchy of a shoot. Thank you.

Action.

Where's your girlfriend?

God, you're so changed.

You look great.

I mean...

You look good.

You're as usual.

Beautiful.

Did you call Robbie your dog?

Don't mind me.

But tell me, what are you doing in Barcelona?

It's been a couple of years, I had to get out of there, you understand?

Sure, yeah, I did the same thing.

After I sent you the letter, I took my things and left Italy.

I've been living in Paris, Berlin and now here in Barcelona.

God, what have you moved on to?

I'm ashamed.

You'd never tell.

I don't know. Zafata?

Yeah, how did you know?

You'll never cease to surprise me.

What do you do?

You'll never guess.

Let's see, Roberto Montani, what can one earn a living?

I'm a director.

No.

I make movies.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

A few years ago. Life is treating me well.

You deserved it.

Can I call you sometime?

No, you can't. You must.

Roberto and Lucia were back together. Fate had brought them back together.

They had started from scratch and their paths crossed again.

Eat.

What's this? What's this?

Is that what I think it is?

Mm-hmm.

Is it positive?

Yeah. Congratulations, Dad.

Dad?

To take control of his life and the most important.

To bring another life into the world.

A world for Roberto.

Now it was worth it.

And here ends the story of Roberto. This is my gift.

I don't know what to say. You've left me speechless.

It's a story I've wanted to tell you since I met you.

I had my doubts, but I don't regret telling you.

But now will you tell me who Roberto is?

Roberto was.

My father.

♪ What I thought was useless is a change. ♪

♪ And to think I'm fine when it's winter, but you. ♪

♪ How can this be accessed? ♪