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For a while, a funny thing had been happening to Marta Cortese...

She imagined that the people around her started their working day

with a joyous, collective dance number

and in that daydream

she felt that happiness was at hand

if only she could understand the song and follow the beat.

Except that she didn't yet know the steps well

and she felt stranded at the edge of the dance floor

Maybe that was because at Multiple,

where she had finally found a part-time job

it was the first time that someone asked her to dance.

- Daniela: You're not just plain old workers. What are you?

Protagonists!

The protagonists of a tale of success!

Because the effort of one is the success of all

Because common people, when they work together, get exceptional results!

Yes!

- And so, come on, lets say "Hello" to the opportunities

- of this splendid new day!

- Hello! - Good! And now to work!

- Mariachiara: You have been selected

among 300 telephone subscribers in your neighborhood

to receive a free coupon from Multiple.

And so Marta had the silly but reassuring sensation,

of having finally found her place in the world,

in that place that she never even imagined existed

only a little while earlier, when she was still fumbling in ignorance.

Hello, this is Marta. Reflections on a world generated by the sharing

of a thought and of a love that lasted for 50 years of their lives

are exchanged in the letters...

- the passionate thought with which the transitive use

of the verb "to think" constitutes the paradigm.

Thinking and being alive become one and the same.

As we read in the words of Arendt dedicated to the

occasion of the 80th birthday of her former maestro:

''Heidegger doesn't think about something, he thinks something.''

- This unmasks the illusion that the thinking subject can be stripped

of its co-extensiveness with and intrinsic dependence on the world,

by turning on its head the Platonic contraposition between aletheia and doxa

and the re-examination of the Aristotelian categories of theoria, poiesis...

The urologist said I shouldn't hold it so long. Yes, yes...

Therefore, in conclusion, in the work that I have presented

the Arendtian reading of the impolitic nature of the complex

of Western thought is seen to be confirmed.

I've finished. Should I leave?

Chair: If my colleagues agree we can immediately respond

that this committee has decided to confer the grade

of 110/110 cum laude.

- And know, with your permission...

Talented. Talented and pretty too!

But apart from the satisfaction of that embrace,

the academic world wasn't waiting with open arms for people like her.

She realized when she went to the Department office

to ask for information on how to apply for a position as a researcher

- But that's 3 months from now - If that's what's written there...

- Thanks. - Congratulations. Lots of luck.

Her boyfriend, Roberto Lorenzi, 26 years old, was already a researcher,

by virtue of his Laurea degree in quantum and condensed matter physics,

with a monthly stipend of 312 euros. He was therefore forced to supplement

his income with other, better paid odd jobs.

Roberto: Terrific! Sorry I couldn't make it.

110 cum laude! Academic embrace! Fantastic! Give me a kiss.

For this evening I've planned everything. Don't worry. I mean it!

To celebrate Marta's graduation, Roberto had meticulously studied

the menus and prices of all of the places in Rome

to find the one that was best for their special evening.

They may cost 6 euros, but look how much they stuff them!

But that evening, it was hard for him to confide in her

with news that had thrown him into panic.

At Berkeley, having reviewed his exceptional curriculum vitae,

they had invited him to participate on an important research project.

$50,000 a year, with room and board...

So why the long face?

And you?

That is, and us?

We'll make it, one way or another.

I would need to leave immediately. I don't know if I can do it.

I swear, I want to kill myself. I want to kill myself!

Roberto, look at me: If you don't go, I'll kill you.

That night, they made love three times in a row.

The first time with rage, the second with melancholy,

the third with scratches and bruises. Neither of the two suspected

that it would be their last three times.

Marta discovered that Roberto's "doubts" were only a hypocritical put-on

to obtain her encouragement,

and she was deeply hurt, but kept it to herself.

Roberto flew off to his new American destiny

and Marta began her pilgrimage among publishers specialized

in philosophical texts and scholarly works in general.

So many different places, but the concluding words were always the same.

- Thanks. We'll let you know. - We'll let you know.

- We'll get back to you. - We'll let you know.

- Okay, star, we'll let you know. - Thanks, we'll get back to you.

- Goodbye. Our compliments. - Thanks. Thanks to you. Goodbye.

- Marta! Martiiina! - Fabiana!

Fabiana Lanza Campitelli had abandoned her philosophy degree in her third year

and was hired by the owner of a publishing firm,

who happened to be her father's new girlfriend,

with a monthly paycheck of "only" 1500 euros,

but offset, in any case, by a flexible work schedule

that allowed her to continue her psychotherapy sessions

and her beloved Pilates course.

-..Totally stressed out. It's a terrible period... I can't even tell you.

But you're so lucky! You look great! You know how much I envy you? How do you do it?

Well, apart from this little detail of my unemployment...

Try at "Open City", the free paper, you know?

- They hired Sebastiano. - I'll give it a shot.

Marta discovered that what they say about philosophy students is true--

that they are the most versatile of all.

For example, Sebastiano Mangiarotti,

an unfinished thesis on a precious exchange of letters between Juenger and Schmitt,

was already a shining star at that publication

with a brilliant series of articles on the favorite vacation sites of VIPs.

I have to run; there's a press conference at 3:00

- for Milly Ercolini's new line of lingerie. - Who's that?

You know Antonello, on ''Men and Women''? His girlfriend. Don't you watch TV?

Sebastiano: Whatever. Maurizio, that's great!

This is the friend I was telling you about. She was a star at school. Treat her well, OK?

He's the head of the Culture section. Come on! Come on!

That asshole! Who gives a fuck about him?

He can go and stick it up his ass! Yes, yes.

No, you don't understand. This guy's a son of a whore.

His mother's a whore, his sister, his daughter,

his father's a faggot...

It was a Friday

and Marta had the irresistible urge to go home to Palermo

and embrace her mother, whom she had not seen for months.

Let's wait before waking her. Last night she didn't sleep much.

In the meantime let's smoke a bone.

Tell me the truth, Catena. She's bad?

No, she's doing a little better. She sleeps better and she's put on a little weight.

I don't really understand, though...

We've had some good laughs your mom and I. She has so much good karma!

When we go to chemo,

she breaks up the whole ward with laughter.

And she teaches me so many things.

She asked me to give her a tattoo. She wants a sun here. What do you say?

If she likes the idea...

Signora Luisa Di Santo in Cortese taught Greek and Latin

in Section A of Umberto High School in Palermo.

Her students' motto was "Di Santo will bust your ass".

So you're getting ready for this research job. When is the exam?

- In a little while, ma. Relax, I'll make it. - Of course!

110 cum laude, academic embrace, and your thesis published.

Catena: Wow!

Marta: In the meantime, I'm interviewing at journals, publishers...

I want to make the right choice.

And at the Education Department? Did you apply?

Certainly. That too.

You would start as a substitute teacher, but it's the best job in the world.

You should see it! The students call every day

because they can't stand their new teacher.

She tries to force it down. She's still young.

- Enough. Enough of this green tea. - Should I make you a juice?

If you would, thanks. And also one of those little joints you smoke.

- Ma! What are you saying? - Catena: You like 'em, eh?

Oh, I like them. I like them.

- Are you still with Roberto? - I don't know. - What do you mean?

He tried to make me think the America thing was unexpected,

but he really knew it all along.

Well, that's a little cowardly, but it doesn't mean he doesn't love you

- Maybe I don't love him. - Don't be so absolute.

Even relatively.

Take that envelope under the Ginzburg.

The one underneath.

It's my contribution to your trip, or whatever else you want.

Mom, come on, it's too much!

- Well then, for your degree? - Thank you.

And remember that even Arendt forgave Heidegger. For Nazism.

And do you forgive me because I'm never here?

I'm fine. Think about yourself.

Think about yourself, my love. You have your whole life ahead of you.

- Who is it? - Marta: Oh, sorry. Excuse me.

- But who is it? - My cousin. His name is Efisio.

When she got back, her flatmate Gaetano explained that the room freed up by Roberto

was now rented out to Efisio, a student in the agriculture department.

Here's your mail. I do have to remind you

that you owe me for your share of the last two months of the water bill...

He told her that he had packed her things, he gave her her mail

and he generously offered her the sofabed in the entryway

at least for a few days. Marta refused out of pride.

- The keys. - Frankly I don't understand your confrontational tone,

anyway, I'll go get change.

Thanks. Is this for me?

Sonia: Lara, come here! I told you to keep my hand!

- Lara: Are we going to buy them now? - Sonia: Yes,

now Mommy will buy you the Winx action figures:

Musa, Tecna, Aisha...

In a certain sense, that was the first job offer Marta ever had,

but in any case, she thought, ''Thanks, but I was looking for something better.''

She took her mother's advice and one very early morning

she went to sign up for a position at the Education Department.

Employee: Numbers 1 to 210 will be called today, maybe.

All the others, namely numbers 211 to 420, tomorrow, Friday.

Repeat, from 211 to 420...

Sonia, it's Marta, we spoke on the phone.

Oh, Lara!

May I?

Your mom's not here?

- She's coming. She buzzed me. - Oh, she buzzed you...

- And can we call her? - I don't have any credits.

Me neither, but maybe we can use your regular telephone.

Ssh!

Marta wound up in that Roman neighborhood until now unknown to her,

in what she still didn't know would be her new home

and her new life.

Operators: ♪ What warms your heart and makes the whole city dance? ♪

♪ And suddenly it's a new world. And it's a great day for you, ♪

♪ when you discover a whole new world, big and fantastic. ♪

♪ Come on, take my hand ♪

♪ and leave your doubts and fears behind, because ♪

♪ there's a new world for you, fantastic but true, ♪

♪ and with the help of a friend to show you, together in song, ♪

♪ that we are what makes the world go 'round ♪

♪ and life is telling you it will be a wonderful day. ♪

- Because you are? - Special!

- And your job is? - Special!

So come on! Let's say "Hello" to this splendid new day!

Hello!

Girl: It's a multipurpose appliance, with 14 built-in functions

in one innovative device of prestigious design.

The Multiple 601 is available in the version...

Spit it out!

- Excuse me. I was saying... - It's a multipurpose appliance, ma'am

with 14 built-in functions in one innovative device

of prestigious design.

Woman: I understood, but who gave you my number?

Mrs. Di Nastaso, who took up our home demonstration offer

and was very positively impressed.

She's my friend, but I can't buy anything at the moment.

But ma'am, there's nothing to buy: our demonstration is free

and it will also allow you to verify the water quality in your home.

- What does the water have to do with this? - Oh it does, ma'am.

Perhaps you don't know that the Multiple besides grinding, blending, grating,

mincing, spinning, mixing, homogenizing and cooking,

also sterilizes your drinking water using a special collector

that conveniently attaches to your kitchen faucet.

Mrs. Di Nastaso told us you have two wonderful children.

How old are they, ma'am? One is 12, the other is 8.

So you must understand that cooking and washing dishes with,

brushing your teeth with, and having your children drink water

the quality and purity of which is not guaranteed, is a health risk.

In addition, if you take us up on our offer of a free demonstration,

you'll be helping us operators with our jobs,

as well as our sales representatives, who are paid to offer you the free demonstration.

When would you like to take advantage of this offer and at the same time

help us out a little, ma'am? Tomorrow afternoon at 3:00 or at 6:00?

No, wait a minute. I really can't tomorrow.

Maybe you would prefer Wednesday morning, say at 9:30 when your kids are at school?

Wednesday... wait... 9:30... the kids...

Marta: Great! So we'll fix it for Wednesday at 9:30.

Our representative will call 10 minutes before to confirm the appointment.

Only because you're such a nice girl...

- Thank you, you're very kind. - Thanks so much! Thanks to you.

Very good. Do another one right away while you're still warm.

Drink a little water first.

- She's good, eh? - Incredible!

Marta had taken on her job as a telemarketer with no expectations,

or perhaps with a prejudice, only to discover with surprise

that this part time job for 400 euros a month

and the happy unawareness of her colleagues put her in a good mood.

Mariachiara: She also gave me the belt. Dolce & Gabbana.

She's so elegant!

- Does she text you every morning too? - You bet!

- You too, Mariachia'? - I've saved all of them. They are so sweet!

- They are so cute. - Is it true that she was a clerk at Euroshoes?

Who, Daniela? The one on Marconi Avenue? Get out!

Mariachiara: That's where she met Claudio.

Her personality fascinated him immediately

and he invited her to take the telemarketing course

and that's how she got where she is now. Which is pretty far.

Antonella: You bet! Sabrina: What a story! Fantastic!

- Vanessa: Is it true that she and Claudio had an affair? - Really?

No, Mariachiara, if you know, you have to tell!

- Please, Mariachia'! - Come on!

Sabrina: Just shake your head yes or no. What will it cost you? Come on!

Daniela: Girls, the cigarette break is over. Come on!

If you didn't pee it's your problem.

Let's go!

Penelope, this guy is wearing me out!

In short: a parallel universe

with its own cosmology and its own laws.

- Woman: You know him? - My boyfriend works on the Via Marco Polo...

A perfect and complete world, even possessing the antibodies needed

to repel any intrusion from the outside, as represented personally by

certain sad agitators, messengers of misfortune, professional pessimists,

who tried in vain to sow discontent in that world so serene.

Marta: There's nothing to buy, our demonstration is completely free.

Woman: Don't call me again, eh? Be polite, OK? Goodbye.

Marta: Thanks, very kind of you. Sorry to disturb you. Goodbye.

Girls, it's 1:00 pm. Wrap up your calls

and bring me your results for my OK. Thanks.

Carmen: 7. Good.

Rosanna: 4.

Dear, you come to work in a gym suit.

Girls! How many times do I have to say it. On the other end of the line, they know!

Come on.

Mariachiara: 12.

Excuse me, but the usual applause for Mariachiara!

Wait a minute! Today Marta made 10 appointments!

With performance like this, she'll be in the top ten for the week. Great!

OK, now go bring today's results to your dealers.

And a round of applause for Marta too!

Boys? Here we are.

Lucio: I don't know if you've seen this week's scores, love.

- Wow. My Lucio 2 is doing great! - You see? Not just Lucio 2.

Look here: this is my number, I told you!

I told Claudio's secretaries to change my nickname.

- No! Is that him? - Sure is. - Haven't you ever seen him before?

- Alive and whole, no. - Here, 20 names!

Fresh and sure and just for you.

You should have seen me today, the things I pulled off.

I was amazed with myself. I could have asked him for his bank card and PIN,

his house keys, they were about...

- I think I should go into politics. - Seems like a good idea to me.

But some of the credit is yours, because you prep them to be motivated and receptive.

Then I arrive and I destroy them, though.

We're like a couple, you and I, Marta. Were Diabolik and Eva Kant, no?

See you tomorrow, Diabolik. Eva Kant has to go undercover as a babysitter.

That kid is so lucky. Lucky!

- Bye. - Bye! - Take care, eh?

- Bye guys. - Bye big guy!

- Who am I? - (shouting) Number one! Yesss!

- Marta! I bought meat, cookies, and vitamins for Lara.

- What time is it. Shit! It's 1:15! - I'm late for the motivational. Three.

I can just hear Daniela, she's gonna... How many did you get today?

- 10 or so. - Damn you, how do you do it? - I'm so far behind.

- See you at home. - Sonia! - Eh?

- Calm down, eh! - Calm down! I am calm. Ciao.

Lucio: You live with the famous Sonia? Marta: Why is she famous?

I mean, she's very sociable. In fact she's "socialized" with a lot of guys here.

- Oh yeah? - Don't be jealous,

- You know you're my favorite. - Wow, I was beginning to worry.

There's feedback between us, there's chemistry, no?

I feel it. It's like we're transported, no?

You know you make me hot, Marta? Can I say it?

I'm totally flattered, Lucio. Now please excuse me or I'll miss the bus.

If I were you, I'd take advantage of a ride

in my fantastic cabrio coupe.

You wouldn't want to miss out on the feelings it provokes, right?

- Maybe another time, eh? - Oh, you're passing up my offer?

You're not getting away from me!

No, this is a question of principle.

Sabrina: Did you see Melita yesterday? Antonella: I can't stand her anymore,

- she's always crying... Heavy! - She's got a strategy.

According to me, Alessandro has her figured out.

- Yeah, he'll be nominated next week. - Let's hope!

- That poor guy Massimo has to win. - Clearly.

- I don't like him; he's too fake. - And you, Marta?

- Don't tell me you like Guendalina? - You like Guendalina?

Is it that series on Channel 1

- Big Brother! - 2007 season! Wake up!

Anyway, the first was incredible.

Giorgio: Excuse me. Here I am. Thanks. Hello to everyone.

I'll just take two minutes. My name is Giorgio Conforti. I work at NIDIL-C.G.I.L.,

which is the labor union for workers like yourselves,

that is, with term and semi- independent contracts, short-term labor.

Please. As you probably noticed, today as usual at Multiple,

I wasn't permitted to talk to you. I did visit your coffee machines,

your bathrooms, nice and clean, my compliments. Please.

I know you're tired after four hours on the phone

but I want to say that at any time... Please.

-.. you can stop by our offices, where you will find

labor consultants and legal advisors who can give you

information about your rights at the workplace. OK?

About social security, safety, working hours, vacation time,

it's all here, see? Address, phone, web site. There's even...

- Yes? Tell me! - No, no, nothing.

- Do you have our flyer? - No. Thanks.

- I hope I've been clear. - Operators: Yes.

I see some confused faces, so I'll summarize.

- Operators: Nooo! - Yes, yes then.

NIDIL stands for New Identities at Work.

It bothers me that you make me seem like something I'm not!

It bothers me! It's against my principles, my values!

Believe me! You don't listen. You really don't know...

- Is that Melita? - That's Guendalina.

- Melita is the one who cried at the confessional. - Ah-ha.

- Do they fight a lot? - They hate each other. Worse than at school.

Marta: Those men were born and had always lived there,

sitting in chains, facing the wall of the cave.

They couldn't leave, or free themselves, or see outside.

- Did Pluto live there too? - No,

Plato is the one that told the story.

- What was there outside the cave? - Everything was normal outside:

there were plants, animals, people, the sun.

Only the people inside the cave could only see the reflections

on the wall. Sort of, like this... Look.

Can you do a dog?

A dog?

Let's see: Bow! Bow Wow!

- So why did they like the fake dog so much?

Because they had never seen a real dog.

- Was it your mom? - A little goodnight buzz.

Good night.

Lara: Good night.

- Were you sleeping? - Not yet. How are you?

OK. So, it's always me who calls, eh?

Roberto, I've got so many things to do.

Because you have that absurd job?

- What can I do? - And your article? - I'm writing.

- Are you OK? You seem funny. - It must be the webcam.

- When are you coming to see me? - I told you, when I have the money.

That's why I'm working, you know?

Are you angry at me? It almost seems like you don't love me like before.

C'mon, please, Roberto, can't we talk about it some other time?

OK, I see. Call me when you want. I'll be here.

Bye.

Bye.

- Sonia, excuse me, you have to... - Eh? - Oops, excuse me.

His name is Franco; he's a Pisces, he's nice. You want me to introduce you?

Don't worry. I only wanted to say that you have to sign the permission slip

for Lara to go to the zoo tomorrow.

- I left it in the kitchen. - Is your friend here?

- C'mon, let's go. - Get out of here!

- Stop it! Franco: Why not, we could have had a little threesome, no?

Did you get an internet connection?

I'm using the wireless network from the accountant in the apartment below.

And we don't have to pay? Cool!

- And that little thing, what's that? - A webcam, a little video camera.

Oh I get it, for getting off with your boyfriend!

Tell me you'll show me how, OK?

Franco: Come here!

Lara: Mama? Lara.

Come, come sleep with me.

I want to sleep with mommy.

Come here and sleep with me.

- Little one? Wake up now. - Just one more minute...

Daniela: Because what kind of people are you? Operators: Special!

- And what kind of work do you do? - Special!

So then, girls, let's say "Hello" to this splendid new day!

Hello!

Hello, I'm Marta with Multiple Rome.

- Is Mrs. Malonni at home? - Man: What do you want?

It's not urgent. If the Mrs. isn't at home I can call later.

Will she be there in an hour?

Hello?

Take her cell number: 347236498.

- Thank you, very kind of you. - And if you do get in touch,

please tell her Giancarlo says to drop dead,

since she never answers when I call.

And tell her that if I find her with that piece of shit,

- I'll break both of their faces. Goodbye. - Thanks.

- Did he hang up? - I have his ex-wife's number, but I don't know if...

I heard; call her. Say that a friend gave you her number.

- I don't know... Paola, Alessandra, Franca... - Really...

OK, I'll call her myself.

- Franca: Whatever, I'm happy to do what I can to help you young people. - Thanks.

But I'm all alone and my son told me not to open the door to anyone...

Oh, you live in Via Giovannipoli, in Garbatella.

What a terrific neighborhood! You know, I lived there when I was little?

on the Via delle Sette Chiese, and I went to grade school at Cesare Battisti.

Marta, excuse me for asking, but how old are you?

- 24, ma'am, why? Then maybe you knew my granddaughter Giulia.

- Giulia Boschetti. - Ah, Giulia! Yes, we went to school together,

even if we were in different classes, yes, I remember her very well,

such a nice, cute girl. What is Giulia up to now?

Eh, unfortunately she's not with us anymore. It happened last summer.

- I'm sorry. - I'm so sorry Marta to have to give you such sad news.

Can I call you by first name?

Of course. She wasn't well; she was so down.

Things are so hard for you young people these days.

You are so right.

At your age you should be happy,

because your whole life is ahead of you, but how can you be?

having to make plans with no certainties?

- I would so much like to help. - No, really, you don't have to...

Let's say, you can come by when you want.

Unfortunately, I can't really afford to buy anything.

Please, don't worry, there's no need...

Maybe I can help you find other people for your demonstration.

- Thank you. - Thanks to you, Marta.

Your voice is so sweet!

You must be such a sensitive soul.

- Thank you. So we'll get in touch later for the appointment. OK.

- Goodbye, Signora Franca. - Goodbye.

Daniela: Wrap up your calls! Get ready for the mid-shift motivational

with the monthly awards! Thank you.

- What's that? - It's the motivational for the salesmen with Claudio!

They don't let us in.

Did you get hurt?

No, no. We're raising hell in there!

Again! Again! Louder!

Destroy the universe for me! Go! Go!

And with 272 appointments, the best of the month is a girl

who you should all consider as an example, for professionality

dedication, and initiative.

Once again, this month, the winner is...

- Operators: Mariachiara! - Daniela: Yes!

Hostess: Mariachiara has won the new Multiple 601.S,

in the stupendous Titanium edition, with wireless power supply.

Excellent.

Great! And this is the third one. What do you do with them?

I kept the first one. As for the others, if it's OK with you

I sell them.

Daniela: Terrific Mariachiara! Thank you. Applause!

Go back to your place, thank you!

Your attention please!

This month, Claudio has created a special prize

for the Most Promising.

That is, for the best performance among the girls recently arrived.

Now then, this month, with 193 appointments, the prize goes to

Marta, of the 9-to-1 shift!

She's my friend, eh! She lives with me!

Go, Marta!

You should know that this girl has invented a unique trick, pure genius,

that none of us has ever thought of.

Be careful, Mariachia', she'll leave you in the dust!

Can you tell us what you do with the internet?

While I'm speaking with someone, I look up their address on the online maps.

And then? Tell us.

I use information about their neighborhood

to keep the conversation going

And you should see how they turn right into old friends!

You're really good. You really deserved this prize.

Marta has won an exclusive keychain in stainless steel, with the Multiple logo!

Daniela: Girls, look out! Because if she keeps it up,

she's going to win the special prize in Miami. Watch out!

- Don't let it go to your head! No, no. - Has it gone to your head?

Go, please, go.

And now, on a darker note.

Elisabetta,

Milly, Vanessa,

Antonella

and Sonia.

What's happening, girls?

Do you have problems with the hours? Do you want me to change your shifts?

I don't know... Problems with boyfriends? With your families?

Health problems that you're afraid to tell me about?

We believe in you, but if you don't believe in yourselves...

- I brought her here, didn't I? - What did you say?

- Nothing. - Please, let's be serious.

And take off this damn hat!

I took a chance on you, and you know it,

I put my job on the line.

I promised Claudio 2000 appointments this month.

I believe we've made a little more than 1500.

Now, if Claudio weren't the exceptional person that he is,

because Claudio really is an exceptional person,

right now I'd be out of a job.

So thanks very much.

You've really let me down. What do you want to be in life, nothings?

Do you want to be nothings?

- You said all naked. - Come on, naked!

Na-ked! Na-ked! Na-ked! Na-ked!

Oh!

What exactly is this "payoff"?

The payoff is when we miss our target.

Everyone sets his own. And this idiot

said he'd run around the block twice, without any clothes.

Are you still here! Go on, now! You have to pay!

And what did you promise?

I promised I'd write "loser" across my forehead.

With a permanent marker. Anyway, it'll never happen.

Sales agent: Boys, here's Claudio!

- Should I introduce you? - No.

C'mon, I'll introduce you... C'mon!

- Claudio, how are we doing? - How are we doing...

We're meeting our targets. Good.

Claudio! Lucio 2. I don't know... well...

I wanted to introduce you to Marta, my partner... a girl...

We know her very well. Good girl. Everyone's talking about you. Keep it up.

- Sales agent: Oh, boys, here's Cristian. - Here he is.

Enough, guys, please, enough!

Even the dogs followed me,

the Koreans took pictures. Enough, enough!

- You only went around once. - You said twice!

OK, OK, that's enough. That's enough.

Well, my boy, you sure are out of shape.

A little.

Like Yogi the "Pear"!

OK then, starting tomorrow, 50 push-ups and 50 sit-ups. Done right.

- I'm saying it for you, because... - Thank you, Claudio, thank you.

- Let's go and be productive, come on! - Okay, Claudio! Yes!

Sales agent 1: Inside! C'mon, move it!

Sales agent 2: Operators to your stations!

Sales agent 3: Salesmen, get moving!

- Thanks a million, eh? - For what?

The internet thing. I told you, you should have told me first.

Where do you get off? I'm the one who trained you!

Well, excuse me, I didn't think it was...

Yeah, I know. You have to look out for number one.

- Not taking the bus? - I'll walk a little first.

Of course, after 4 hours of sitting down.

- You work at Multiple, no? - Operator? - Yes.

Anyway, walking is good for you. My doctor's orders.

I have a back problem. L5, L6, right here...

I can't give up my bike, but at least I stopped playing soccer.

Anyway, I wasn't very good.

So what are we listening to?

Music.

You always walk so fast?

I'm Giorgio, nice to meet you. I work at the NIDIL-C.G.I.L.

Now I'm headed to Logos, 4000 employees

on temporary contracts. If they let me in the door.

- I was saying, Giorgio Conforti. - I heard.

I mean, because usually when someone tells you who they are, you're supposed to answer.

Maybe it's just custom, manners...

What did I say?

Operators: ♪ ...hold it in your arms and leave behind your doubts and fears

♪ because there's a new world waiting for you... ♪. Numbers 51 and 23.

♪ ...fantastic but true, and with the help of a friend to show you, ♪

♪ together in song, that we are what makes the world go 'round. ♪

♪ Yoo-hoo! ♪

♪ and life is telling you it will be a wonderful day. ♪

- Daniela: Because you are? - Special!

- And your job is? - Special!

And so let's say "Hello!" to the opportunities

- of this splendid new day! - Hello!

-..and besides, you would be helping our young operators

and demonstration professionals with extra opportunities,

since we're paid exclusively to offer you this free home demonstration.

And besides testing your home water supply, we will prepare you

a delicious and practical meal with the Multiple, which perfectly

preserves the nutritional value of all kinds of ingredients.

- Woman: I'm not interested. - When would you like to take

advantage of this opportunity and at the same time help us out? I don't know!

Tomorrow at 5:30 pm, or Thursday morning at 9:00?

Woman: Just a minute, I didn't say yes.

Otherwise, maybe Thursday at 3 pm would be more convenient,

please ma'am, tell me What can I say? Come Thursday. How pushy!

Thank you ma'am. Our representative will call you 10 minutes before

to confirm the appointment. Goodbye. Yes. Goodbye.

- What did she give you? - Only her telephone number, I swear.

I'm worried that you're letting yourselves be influenced

negatively by those who couldn't hack it.

Because losers are damaging to themselves,

but also to others.

What will they do now?

If all goes well, they'll grow old waiting for someone, maybe already married.

A whole life waiting for him, then maybe not...

Throw it away, trust me.

Operator 1: Don't you think Alessandro is fantastic?

Operator 2: Get out, Alessandro is much to common.

Giorgio: You make it sound like some kind of Satanic sect.

The only things missing are the human sacrifices.

Marta: Actually, it's sort of like being in a tourist resort.

There's music, dancing, applause. At first it's fun,

then it becomes a collective psychodrama.

You know the contestants on "Big Brother"?

Every morning, we get text messages from our supervisor.

This morning's was: "Always smile, never give up. Dani".

The other day, a sales rep was doubled over throwing up in the parking lot.

- Does she let you go on break? - Every two hours. Just enough time

for a cigarette for the smokers, and maybe a call from your own phone,

but it's always as if it were a favor.

To be hired as a rep or an operator, you have to bring a list

of at least 20 names of family, friends and acquaintances.

They make a ton of money because their useless gadget sells

for ten times its real value.

If you go on eBay, you'll find 40,000 of them from people

- who can't wait to get rid of them. - How did you wind up there?

I was looking for a job and this is what I found. And I'm good at it.

I would never have thought I could be so merciless with those poor housewives.

Giorgio: And what is this story about the sterilizer?

Marta: The salesmen do a crude test on the water from the faucet.

The first filter turns green.

Then - miracle of miracles - the second stays pristine.

- They scare people. - Uh-huh.

And if they have small children, the scare tactics work even better.

Isn't the water in Rome really good? They call it the Mayor's water, the Pope's water.

Yes, it's some of the best in Italy, even according to the WWF.

- Why are we always running? - I told you.

- I've got dinner plans. What a pain! - Let me guess!

- A heart-to-heart dinner with the boyfriend? - What boyfriend?

- You don't have a boyfriend? - What do you think?

They're my old friends from college. I'm completely ashamed.

Why be ashamed? Isn't it great to catch up?

I used to, we used to all go out for pizza.

We still used the lira. For 5000 lire we could get a bruschetta, a pizza...

Coming!

- Darling! Sorry if I didn't tell you, but I brought a friend, Giorgio.

- Oh, please! - My pleasure. Conforti.

Hello, please. What did he make you do, Giulio?

This evening, I swear, I tried to make a decent dinner,

but with this shitty appliance that they sold me the other day

my self-confidence broke down, it was really agonizing!

Sebastiano: We went through the worst years of our lives together,

without a lira to our names, and only clouds in the future.

The only concrete plan was to kill our parents

to live off their savings. Then some of us decided to change ways

having understood that maybe it would be better to do something a little more fun

- and productive. - Please. - Many gave up on the way,

but there are no regrets, since Italy might have lost some philosophers,

but gained brilliant television writers. Absolutely brilliant!

- Excellent editorial directors. - I love you, Seba'.

And a few innovative advertising directors.

The one with the homeless... Why do I tell you?

Only one little busybody made it all the way through,

and she is the envy of us all. Even though she started out behind,

she's the only one to make cum laude and get a hug from the Grand Masters.

- The best! The fact that were all here together now

makes me think that we all love each other very much. What do you say? Cheers.

Bravo!

Great, isn't he?

He gives me goosebumps!

- What program are Matteo and Germana writing? - I don't know.

Germana, what are you writing for TV?

- Please. Absolute trash. - I'm so ashamed,

but at least at the bank, now, they look at me with affection.

Girl: The legendary Big Brother! I'll admit in public that sometimes

Chiara and I watch it. It's trash, but it's exhilarating.

And so you're the authors?

I know, Marta, it's obscene. Please, don't kill us.

Actually, I follow it very closely. Can I ask you some questions?

What? How did we manage to get so many people with brain damage on one show?

Is Alessandro, the fireman, really in love with Melita,

or is he only acting so that they don't throw him out?

Are you really interested? I thought only idiots watched us.

Are you kidding? If Heidegger had seen even one episode,

he would have re-written the whole sixteenth chapter of "Being and Time".

Let's leave Heidegger out of this.

Really, I've been thinking about this for a while.

- It's the cure, like the being in existence. - What a stroke of genius! It's true...

Really now, jokes aside, people,

there's a whole lot of work behind it. There's a lot of McLuhan.

Come to think of it, also a little Benjamin. A little.

There's also a lot of Zeman.

Sebastiano: And you, Professor, what are you doing now?

- What do you do? - Me?

Sebastiano: What line of work are you in?

- No, me, no... no. - Matteo: What do you mean no?

- What do you do for a living? - For a living... - Tell him.

- If you don't, I will. - What will you tell?

Marta: Where did you come up with that?

What did you mean, publishing, wait a minute, what was it?

- A philosophical novel - On the end of western civilization

Did I exaggerate? They were all such stuffed shirts!

And that part about Bertolucci who read the draft and wants to make the film?

- Yeah, that was a whopper. - Too much. No-one believed it.

Somebody there will have a sleepless night.

It wasn't enough to pass yourself off as an editor... but from Finland!

It was supposed to be an exotic touch. Damn me for having said it!

And then an hour-long conversation on Kaaorismakki. Who the fuck is that?

- Who is Kaaorismakki? - Marta: I'm going to pee my pants!

- Quiet, everyone's asleep! Sorry.

I was very interested in the negation of being and the absence of thought,

- the reinterpretation of the concept of praxis... - My thesis!

- Let me read a little. - Only the preface. - No.

- Why do you keep it in the bathroom? - Take it. It's yours.

Marta: What are you still doing here? Will you get out?

I still don't get how someone like you wound up

working in a call center and as a babysitter.

It's really a mystery.

And how did you end up being a labor organizer?

That's a good question.

As for me,

at a time when nobody wanted me, Lara chose me.

Then Sonia, her mother, besides the work, offered me this room

and told me they were hiring at Multiple.

- Is she an operator too? - Afternoon shift.

She worked evenings at a bar, but she got laid off.

What place? We'll file a suit. It's really no problem.

- Conforti, so many questions. - OK, then. My father worked as

a painter at the Fiat plant in Cassino, together with his brother and some cousins.

When they had demonstrations, now and then, they brought me along

and I liked it so much, because it was like a party:

Everyone always went. All 9000. All of them. They were handsome, strong,

happy, in blue overalls, with signs, with banners.

And from their lunchbags the smell of the sandwiches made by their wives.

It was beautiful.

There, even the lowest man on the totem pole felt invincible,

because if they touched one man, the touched them all

- and that was a sensation... - Rhetorical.

- You think? - Well, yes. Fairly rhetorical.

Maybe even a little old-style pathetic.

So your friends at Multiple, what are they?

New-style pathetic? Because the other day, by some miracle,

one came to my office. A miracle! She said: "If the team leader thinks

"it would motivate me more, can she deny me my salary?"

Another one once said:

"Can I go to the bathroom twice during a shift, or is it illegal?"

Illegal. She really said it.

Come on, Conforti,

there's always your Romanian construction workers to keep you satisfied.

My head is spinning. A lot. May I lie down for a moment?

- Of course. - It'll pass right away, it's not...

- Would you like a cup of tea? - Perhaps, yes. Thank you.

Excuse me, I couldn't find the sugar, so I...

Conforti?

Good night.

Oh!

I'm a friend of Marta's. I took a cookie.

I think she left to take Lara to school.

I'll be going too. I just took a cookie, sorry...

Now, then... sorry.

I've seen you before.

Aren't you the one with those brochures, about politics?

Union for temps. Giorgio Conforti, pleased to meet you, with your permission.

''With permission''! What a nice expression. Sonia Petrucci. Pleasure's mine.

- Excuse my attire. - No, please.

I never read them.

My flyers? No problem. I don't think anyone ever reads them.

- Sonia: Do you know what they call you?

- Forget it. - No, tell me, what do they call me?

The wooden tapir.

- Huh? - Tapir like that sad animal on TV, but made of wood.

Because you always lose but you keep on going. You're stubborn.

- That's an expression, no? - Yes, well, whatever...

I put on some coffee. Want some? Oh god, the coffee! Ah, it's burning!

Good thing it went out. I'll make some more. Want some?

Marta: Good, our representative will call you 10 minutes before

to confirm the appointment. Thanks and goodbye.

Oh, Marta! They're all hanging up on me. What can I do?

It's like that for everyone at first, Alessia, don't worry.

But I'm ashamed. I can't do it.

Oh god, they're going to fire me right away!

- Take this one. I just closed it. - Thanks.

- Just read the text without stopping. - Yes, but I trip up.

Tuesday I'm having a housewarming. It's a simple little thing,

not a sit-down affair, just a few of my closest friends.

- I'd like for you to come. - Oh, yes, thanks.

- I'll write down the address for you. - OK.

Oh, mamma mia!

Are you Marta from the 9-to-1? Federico, from customer service.

There's a lady who's calling our department for you.

She didn't give her name?

No, she's old. She seems to know you well.

We're not allowed to pass calls directly, but

- I thought it was maybe your grandma or your mom... - My mom?

- Hello? - Franca: Marta? It's you. Finally.

Do you know how many times I tried to call you?

- Excuse me, who are you Franca, Giulia's grandma, don't you remember?

Of course, hello ma'am, how are you? What can I do for you?

You never came to do your demonstration.

I had even prepared a nice list of contacts, at least 20 people.

I explained to everybody that it was to help you young people.

Don't worry, sooner or later we'll come to you.

Are you OK? I hear your voice a little...

I'm fine, ma'am, thank you. I have to go now. Thanks again.

- Thanks to you. - Goodbye. Thank you.

Marta, hello! You're the first, excuse me, I was just nibbling.

The others are on their way. Thank you, what a dear!

Come. Let's have a little spumante.

- For you. - Thank you.

And for me.

Let's put on a little music.

- What music do you like? - A little of everything.

- Whatever? - Uh-huh. - OK, I'll put on mine. - Yes.

The classics, let's say.

Here we are. Oh, tonight we cut loose!

I don't want to hear any excuses!

Hello, Paola! Where are you? We're waiting.

So? Come even if you have a headache.

I have a whole pharmacy at home.

Luciana doesn't have the car? Her too?

But Susy and Letizietta already canceled.

Damn, what downers you all are! OK, whatever, bye.

It doesn't matter. Whatever.

Bye. Bye bye.

Looks like it's just you and me.

And you know what I think? We're better off like this.

To my new house! What do you think?

Here there's a room for the domestic, here there's a bathroom with a Jacuzzi,

And here... ta-da!

The master bedroom.

- Oh, wow, it's lovely! - Come here. Look.

It's all stuff I don't wear anymore. Feel free to try on anything.

- No, thanks. - What do you mean? Please, come on!

Surprise me! I'll be waiting downstairs.

- Here. Have a drop. - No. I've had enough, thanks.

What can it hurt? For once we'll have a little fun!

Damn, this blouse looks good on you. Can I make a suggestion?

This should be open, excuse me. Here. Unbutton this button.

Look at how cute you are! You just don't let it show.

Can I say something?

Why don't you do just a little something here, tiny tiny.

- Tiny tiny, just here... - I'll think about it.

You look like me when I was your age. I was just like you.

Always in depressing clothes, with this long face.

You know what I wanted to be? A nurse.

If it wasn't for Claudio, you know where I would have ended up?

- In a hospital, cleaning the asses of old people. And instead, see me? - Sure.

Well, it's getting late, maybe I should get going.

I need to take the bus all the way to the end of the line...

But it's only 10:00, wait, I'll drive you home. What's the problem?

I also wanted to tell you something.

Oh, I really can't keep a secret.

- But please, don't tell anybody, OK? - What, Daniela?

You're the best of the month,

and if you keep it up, you'll be the one who wins the Christmas trip.

Three days in Miami, me, you, and Claudio. A gala dinner on a cruise ship

with all of the top managers of Multiple America.

And I'll lend you a pearly evening dress, don't worry.

Thanks. But really, now I should be going...

Oh! Be careful, though. You don't know anything,

not even about me and Claudio.

We've been together for two years.

You see those pictures? He took them. Beautiful, no?

- Am I photogenic? - Very.

It's a delicate situation, he and his wife are separating

- and he's afraid that she won't agree to the terms, understand? - Sure.

You know what a bitch his wife is? Cosmic proportions. Mamma mia.

Especially now that there's also this other thing...

Come on, don't look at me with those eyes.

Damn, you're really nosy too, aren't you?

I spent entire mornings in front of the shop windows.

One day, I couldn't take it any more: I went in and bought it.

My heart was really beating. Fantastic, isn't it?

Is there a baby?

Are you expecting a baby?

It's just a little bean right now. You can't see it yet,

but in a few weeks, everyone will know.

Marta: Testaccio is such a beautiful neighborhood. My boyfriend works there.

Yes, at Attilio's Pizzeria, do you know it?

I understand, ma'am...

I understand perfectly, but if our technician...

I understand, ma'am, but you're not letting me...

Well fuck you, dirty slut! Fuck you! What the fuck!

Goddamn shitty little housewife, bitch, whore!

Well take your telephone and shove it up your ass! Bitch!

Oh!

What the fuck are you looking at?

- Everything's OK. - Please, come.

No, really, everything...

- I said: come! - I heard! Don't touch me!

What? What the fuck are you all watching?

- Mariachia'! - Yes, Mariachia'!

That weekend, Marta went home to visit her mother,

who meanwhile had been transfered to intensive care.

Marta made up a story that she felt that she had done an excellent job

on the competitive exam for a research position in the Philosophy Department at Rome,

that she would shortly have confirmation,

and that her academic career prospects were excellent.

They spent that Sunday together singing stupid old songs,

playing Scrabble, at which Signora Luisa excelled,

and watching an old movie on television.

- Nicola, do you remember after "Double or Nothing"? - Yes.

Well, he sued the channel five times. He lost every time.

Child: When I'm big, I want to sue everyone too...

The doctors told Marta that it was unlikely that her mother

would last to the end of summer.

Hi, Conforti, it's Marta.

It's nothing important, I just wanted to say hi, and...

Maybe I'll call back later,

Or, if you want, give me a call. Bye.

I've been calling for weeks, and you don't answer or call back. What should I think?

Marta: Dear Roberto, you're right,

but this electronic long-distance relationship just isn't for me.

It seems like a thousand years since we've been together

and I'd like to talk to you in person, but how? I'm confused

by so many things that I can't tell you in front of a computer screen.

One thing that I have to tell you though is that's I'm seeing someone.

There's nothing between us, at least not yet,

but I often think that I want to be with him.

I'm sure that over there you'll have a thousand opportunities to be happy

and forget about me.

I'm sorry, please know that I love you too,

and I always will. Marta.

Sonia: Just a touch here... Giorgio: No, come on...

- Giorgio: Come on, bye. I'll call you. - Oh, I have to go. - Your underwear.

Giorgio: No, not that no! Come on.

Giorgio: I'll call you. No, keep them. Bye.

- Hello. - Giorgio: Marta? Hello?

- Yes. - Hi, I saw that you called. - I'm sorry. I was in a meeting...

- Are you still in Palermo? - Yes.

- Is there something you wanted? - No, nothing important.

I would have called you. Wednesday we're having an evening for temps at this club.

There'll be music, a cabaret act, comedians.

You should come. It'll be really fun, really big.

Should I leave you two tickets?

Excuse me...

- Hello? - Yes.

Are you there? I said, should I leave you two tickets?

- I hope I can come, thanks. - Hello?

Hello?

- Yes? - Is everything OK? You sound strange.

No, it's just that I can't talk now. I'm sorry.

- Well then, I'll leave you the tickets! - Okay, thanks. Bye. Bye.

- When did you get back? - 10 minutes ago.

- Oh. I was with what-his-name here, with Giorgio. - Oh yeah? - Are you upset?

- What? - No, because, like, he slept here, with you,

- I was thinking... I don't know... - Imagine that.

- Where's Lara? - Playing with Irene. - I was just going to get her.

Then I have to go, because there going to introduce me to a guy who's opening a club

and he's looking for girls to make an impression. These are serious people.

Not like that guy Franco, who was just a small-time creep.

- Can you watch Lara? - Sure. Actually, I'll pick her up myself.

That's good that you're not upset, about Giorgio.

He told me that you're just friends,

but I had a doubt, you know?

I was afraid I was making a mess of things, as usual.

Remember to leave 120 euros for Lara's school lunch.

- 120 euros? - Yes. - But I already paid! Damn them!

Yeah, three months ago. That's why it's called a quarterly payment.

What a pain, though! It's a lot of money!

What a pain, what? For two months I've been saying you're entitled to an exemption.

You just need to submit a tax return.

But did you do it? No! And did you ever talk to the teachers? No!

And did you take Lara to the optician? Not even! And now you play the victim!

And you complain when they threaten to take her away! Fuck! Grow up!

Oh!

Are you crazy? Huh?

Don't be offensive!

She really is upset, after all...

What is it, Lucio? What happened to you?

Lucio: You need to trust yourself. Trust yourself!

You're a winner! Remember! A winner!

It started out as a little slowdown, and now...

it seems like I'm caught in the undertow.

You always start off strong

but then, there's always got to be a more introspective stage, no?

No, but it's normal; it's really just the usual cycle.

That's what it is, just like you said.

But this week, it just happens that I had to call on bitches and losers...

Always afraid it costs too much, it's difficult to use,

that her husband won't want it, that her friend told her

that the nebulizer mask doesn't work. Anyway,

what the fuck is the nebulizer mask for?

And now they're not giving me any new names! I don't know...

They're sending me a message. They don't trust me any more.

People don't like me anymore. That's what it is.

Oh, oh! Please, quiet down!

How can a guy concentrate? The new guys, they have no sense of style

- like us, of the old guard. - Two months ago.

Take this. The address and number of a woman, Franca Angelini.

She's old. Surely she won't be able to buy,

but she might give you a couple of dozen names, people willing to listen.

A couple of dozen?

This is fantastic, Marta.

I'll call her right away.

You're great!

See?

See how strong you are?

Lucio, Lucio, Lucio!

- You want to go for a ride now? - Absolutely! Let's go!

- Marta: Oh, mamma mia. - Lucio: Ah!

- Ah! - Quiet, quiet, quiet! Quiet...

Marta: I'm coming.

Lucio: Oh god, oh god!

Lucio: Ah! Oh god!

- Ah, Marta... - Oh god...

Marta...

I think I love you. I love you.

- Can the bullshit, Lucio. - Why?

- Bye! - Where are you going? Didn't you want a ride?

I need to walk a little. Sorry.

Marta, wait! Your underwear! Ouch, damn!

Your underwear! Marta!

Your underwear!

Throw them!

Bye!

Bye.

What does she mean, ''bye''?

Lara! Hi.

I drew the tortoise and the hare, like in the story by Xenon.

Zeno, not Xenon.

- But I made the hare win because Xenon is an idiot. - Oh.

I like Pluto better... Grandma? Grandma, Grandma! Lara, come here!

Grandma's little love. Give Grandma a kiss! Kiss!

Grandma: The dentist said it wasn't anything serious,

it was just a baby tooth. But he found two or three nasty cavities.

When I told Sonia that she should have regular checkups, it was the end of the world.

She started screaming, that we're two batty old people who don't understand anything,

that at work, she doesn't have a health plan.

Love...

- A little piece of pizza? - Yes.

- Look at me! - Yes.

Hi!

And so now she doesn't let me see her anymore.

My husband doesn't sleep at night. Now he's gotten a lawyer involved,

he's got this idea that we should try to get custody of the little girl.

Sonia is, let's say, a little one-of-a-kind as a mother,

but she and Lara love each other very much.

I know, in fact I'm not at all convinced.

But the other day she said that if she loses this job,

instead of looking for help, she's going to do like her friend Liliana.

- What does she do? - Poor girl, what does she do? She...

I can't even say it.

Sorry.

- Let's have a little bit of pizza, eh? - Thanks.

Marta: OK, then, our representative will call 10 minutes before

to confirm the appointment. Thanks, goodbye.

Are you Marta?

Yes. Why?

- Please follow me. - Sure.

Marta: Where are we going? He's waiting for you in his office.

- Who? - Here we are.

Go, Marta!

Marta! Marta, sorry...

- you and I have to talk! - I can't right now.

But when, then? You didn't give me your number.

- I'm sorry, Lucio. - I see. So is this how it is? Come on!

- Please, Lucio 2! - Eh, Lucio 2 my ass!

Claudio? Here she is.

How are you, Marta?

Fine, thank you. And you?

Now destiny walks / and patiently I await / completely at rest.

Excuse me?

No, its my haiku of the day. I'm subscribed.

Thanks for the advice. But I am not one for resting and waiting.

Let's go.

Come on, let's go! Come with me, come on!

Yes.

Marta: Excuse me, sir, can I ask... Claudio: Stop with the "sir"!

- I'm Claudio. - Claudio.

- You have so many assistants. - Why didn't I ask one of them?

Ask Julius Caesar. Who do you think stabbed him?

His enemies? No, his closest collaborators.

The ones on his staff, whom he treated like children.

''Quoque tu, Brutus, filius mius.'' That's Latin, Marta. Did you study Latin?

No, eh? Too bad. Me neither. Come on! Let's go!

What is everyone doing on the road at this hour of the day! Go to work!

Oh, look, who's that?

- Dad, what are you doing? - Francesco?

No, I was looking at how big these roses have gotten...

And how grown up you are, too. How is Daddy's boy?

- And school? How's your teacher? - I'm in middle school now.

Of course.

AS Roma is doing really well this year, eh?

Listen, don't tell Mom you saw me here. Please, remember!

- Children: Good day. - Good day. - Good day.

Francesco, wait, don't go? Give Dad a kiss.

Child: France', we're going!

It doesn't matter, go. Go play with your friends.

Bye, France'!

Claudio: Who else was there? Marta: A cute little girl who was sunbathing.

Stefania, Daddy's little girl.

- And what did she say? - To say she says... she says hello.

Wife: So you're the one who's sucking off that pig now?

- Did he bring you here? - Claudio: And was there a guy...

- with a goatee, looks like an asshole. - Marta: I think so.

How could you not know? That's my wife's spinning instructor.

Now he's settled in there, while I have to live in a hotel, get it?

Of course, because she went to the police to say that I hit her

and so now there's a restraining order. I can't get within 200 meters of the house.

I can't even see the kids!

Claudio, are you OK?

Marta: He also asked me to get a copy of your health policy.

What the fuck! It's in my name! I'll keep it myself!

Please show this young woman out.

Claudio: It's nothing, a little polyp. An minor operation, just bullshit.

Anyway, nobody knows anything about it at work, OK?

Not even Daniela?

What does Daniela have to do with it?

Professionally, Daniela is beyond question.

But she lives in a fantasy world;

she makes things up.

And I, it's been a while now. I've been thinking, how should I say it...

It's time for a little renewal in management, across the board...

I'm keeping my eye on you, eh?

I know. I don't make mistakes.

You'll see.

- Assistant: Is everything OK? - Claudio: Yes, everything.

- Hi. - Operators: Hi.

If you're not going to wear my things, I'd thank you to give them back to me.

Actress 1: This exceptional product designed by the Pentagon,

chops, blends, spins, grates, minces, whisks, and cooks.

and above all, sterilizes the toxic water from your faucet

as you can see for yourself.

And you, ma'am, do you have children? Actress 2: Yes, two.

Do you hate them, by chance? No, I love them.

It has been scientifically shown that many mothers want their children dead.

But we are offering you a free chance to prove that you are not one of them.

Saturday at 5 in the morning, or Sunday at 1 AM?

Or do you have things to do that are more important than your family's well being?

Signora Paperini?

Do you want me to starve?

Another heartless person who refuses to help out us young people!

Great, eh?

Giorgio: Thanks, and please don't forget to sign the petition in the lobby!

Bye, thank you. It's very important, because we're asking the government

to provide tax incentives for hiring people full time under standard contracts.

- Thanks to everyone. - Congratulations. What an important show!

Thanks! Bye, thank you so much!

Giorgio: Marta! Come here.

- So? What did you think? - Maybe a little bit exaggerated.

I gave them your material; maybe the actors worked it over a little...

- Of course. - There are some famous faces. I'll introduce you.

- Bye. - Congratulations. - Let's make a film.

- We'll try. - She's a real operator. A pleasure.

- Thanks for coming. - Giorgio, dear? - Yes.

- Hold him a second. - Come here, darling!

- He's very tired. - My beautiful little boy!

- I'd like to go home... - My wife Margherita, Marta, an operator.

- It's because of her that we're here tonight. - My pleasure.

- And this is Enrico. - Union rep: Giorgio?

- Here he is. The TV news wants a quote. - Let's go. Move!

Yes. Bye honey, bye Marta. Thank you! Please sign the petition!

- So you're an operator at Multiple? - Uh, yes.

- I don't know what to say. Keep it up! - Thanks.

- Oh, Francesco, she's an operator - Marta, operator at Multiple.

- Nicola. - Marta, operator at Multiple.

- Ciao. - Marta, operator.

- Marta, operator at Multiple. - Keep up the fight! Courage! Good work!

Marta, operator at Multiple.

Giorgio: We want to obtain the trust of a category of workers

who are continually subject to the brutal threat of being fired.

We've visited call centers all over the country, from the largest,

such as Logos, with 4000 employees, to the smaller, up and coming players,

such as Multiple Italy. We'd like to mention, if I can do so on TV,

that they wouldn't even let us in the door.

Assistant: All the left-wing dailies, and also ''La Repubblica, ''

but only in the local section.

- Claudio: Call him. - Who?

Conforti! Tell him to come. We'll let him see everything.

Almost nobody ever really comes to talk to us.

He's welcome. We'll even set out tea and sandwiches.

But, I want to take him around myself, to find out who is the asshole who talked.

Claudio: Here we are in the inner sanctum...

- Woman: Miss, are you still there? - Yes, ma'am, I'm still here.

I don't understand this stuff about why we can't drink tap water.

Marta: What? No, it's fine. Drink it; it's good.

Daniela: Can I have your attention for a moment? We have a guest.

Please wind up your calls to welcome him. Thank you.

Claudio: For many of these young people, this is their first job.

- Alessia? - Mazziero Alessia, pleased to meet you.

- A pleasure, Conforti. - How long have you been here for?

For three weeks, and it's going great. It's been a wonderful experience,

especially in a human sense, because you get in touch with people.

And Daniela is wonderful, and Signor Claudio is a legend!

Stop it with this "Signor Claudio"! There are no titles here.

What "Signor Claudio"? Just Claudio, that's all.

Claudio, Claudio. Sorry, Sorry...

Claudio: And here we have our rising star: Marta,

the best operator of the month. We expect you to go far, right?

Uh...

- Giorgio Conforti. Happy to meet you. - Marta Cortese.

Please, feel free to ask any questions you like.

Her, for example. She doesn't say much, but she speaks well.

Giorgio: What do you expect them to say, with you right here?

- Maybe if I could talk to them alone... - What do you mean, alone?

These girls are all like daughters to me! Come on!

Pay attention, girls, this guy is crafty. I'm warning you!

Claudio: Well, I hope you're satisfied.

OK, we can get back to work. You can sit down now, thanks.

Bye!

Oh no!

- Bye, sorry, I have to run. - No, I'm sorry. I didn't come to the theatre.

- Don't worry about it. - Don't you want to know why I didn't come? - No.

Marta told me; she wanted me to come, but I didn't come because of her.

We can't talk here. Everyone is looking at us.

I wanted to call you, but I didn't have your number. You said you'd call me

but you never did. Not even just a ring.

OK, let's do this. I'll leave now, and I'll call you later, but now...

Marta is my friend, so there can't be anything between you and me.

But, if nothing happens between you two, then maybe we can try. What do you think?

I don't understand, but now, for god's sake, get out of my way!

- Where are you going? - I'll call you later.

I thought you were a good person. At least you.

Fuck!

- One moment please. Who are you? - Sonia Petrucci, of the 2-to-6 shift.

- Please follow me. - Oh, what a pain!

This is for you.

You know where to put it, don't you?

Daniela: What are you laughing at? What, what are you laughing at?

Wait! Wait!

Wait!

You're all so mean! Everyone is so mean! Everyone!

Everyone!

Man: Hey, baby, calm down!

Fuck you!

Sonia: Is the music too high?

- I'm showing her what they do on porno sites. - What a gas! Oh god!

- She so weird. She has a degree. - No! Yes!

I'm coming.

Yes.

Marta! Marta?

Were you at home?

I called so many times, but no-one answered.

- The had the music turned up. - Can you stop a minute. We need to talk.

- I have things to do. What do you want? - Yesterday Sonia was trying to tell me something.

I didn't understand what she was saying. It was about you, too.

- Sonia was fired. - No!

Good. Congratulations. You really did a good job this time.

But it's not over! I'll raise hell!

Marta! You've already done enough damage. Now it's hell working there.

They've threatened to fire 15 others because the used the computers

- to visit the union's web site. - That's just a bluff!

At the first assembly of the union at New Line they threatened the workers

but they were the ones who were really scared.

And then the management signed an agreement to pay holidays and overtime.

Where are you going?

- Understand, Marta? - It's you who doesn't understand.

After that TV interview, people are hanging up when we say the word Multiple.

Today Alessia didn't get even one client and cried in the bathroom for two hours.

What do you expect from someone like her, or Sabrina, or Antonella?

What do you expect? That shitty little job is all they've got.

- May I? - Excuse me.

- Did you fill out the form? - No. Could you please give me one?

- Excuse me, let the gentleman through. - No, we're together, thanks.

You know what Sonia is doing now? I left her at home with an escort friend of hers.

She was explaining how to open a web site.

She discovered that she can ask 500 euros per client, and on top of that,

there are no union people around to break her balls.

For 500 euros, I'd give it a thought myself.

- You're kidding! - 33 euros, please. - Eh?

No, it's you who's kidding. You and the rest of you.

What do you think you'll accomplish with your shows, comedians, directors?

You're all talk.

Meanwhile, your ass is covered. A good salary

and your wife waiting for you at home. Maybe they also cheat on their wives.

Excuse me, ma'am, but would you please mind your own goddamn business?

To think that I thought you were the philosopher to break the chains in the cave.

Nothing. Just some bullshit I wrote.

I'm sorry to have disappointed you.

I'm not disappointed. I'm nauseated.

By everything, even you. And I'm also becoming hateful, for fuck's sake.

I'm not a philosopher. I'm just a guy who's trying to help out.

- Sorry about before, eh? - Sorry for what?

I spend my whole life apologizing.

- Man: No, you're a bunch of thieves! - Right.

- You prey on the weak and gullible! - You're right.

- You should be ashamed! - Yes, I know.

- And don't hide behind the fact that you have to work. - No.

Find a decent and honest job!

- We're leaving right away.

Marta: Just a moment!

You've been in there for 6 minutes. Almost 7. What do we have to do?

To shit, Daniela. Is that against the rules?

Oh, so you're also so clever.

Do you know that this month you're out of the top ten?

Oh well, I guess I'll have to think it over.

Look like our little saint wants to advance her career by other means, eh?

But don't believe it. Because if you don't get results,

he'll dump you no matter what, even if you gave it to him.

- What are you saying? - I put my heart in your hand,

and you'd throw me out into the street, even in my condition.

- Please, Daniela... - Come here, you coward! - Where are you going? Tell the truth.

- What truth? - Did you fuck Claudio or not? - No!

Don't have any illusions. As soon as he leaves that little bitch, he'll come to me.

And we'll be happy, in spite of you and all of the assholes who hate us.

Claudio left his wife six months ago. He's living in a hotel.

Sorry.

You know why you say that? Because you're a pushy little slut!

Go away! Go, go, go! Go away! Away!

I didn't hear anything!

Franca: I'm sorry to bother you. Marta: It's no bother.

I wanted to tell you that young man came to my place. I gave him a list of names.

Unfortunately, I couldn't buy your fantastic appliance.

- Please, don't worry ma'am. - I just can't afford it.

But he got so agitated, the poor boy. This work must be so exhausting.

- Why? What did he do? - Nothing, the poor boy. He started to yell,

he slammed my door and broke the glass, but the glass was already cracked anyway.

I wanted to ask you something else, but I'm so ashamed to say it.

- Please tell me, ma'am. - If you see him, could you ask if by chance

- it was he who took the money on the table in the front hall? - What money?

My pension payment, less than 300 euros. Maybe he took it by mistake,

together with his papers, when he was leaving.

But, maybe it was me who lost it.

I'm so mindless these days. I forget everything.

Not me! I won't do it!

- I don't want to do it! - You have to! You promised!

Claudio: Quiet down! Let me talk! Salesman: Quiet!

Lucio 2, this is a game. We don't have time to waste.

It's a kind of respect. The others did it, and you'll do it too.

- It's just your payoff. - Shh!

Come on, I'll write it myself. What should I write?

- Write ''loser''! - Yes, ''loser''!

Quiet. A marker! What does it take to write ''loser''? A second, come on.

- Come on. Stay still! - Still. - Stay still.

Claudio: A minute. What does it take?

Stop that idiot before he does something stupid, go!

Leave me alone!

Lucio: No!

Stay back!

Stay back!

I'll call the police! Help!

- What is it? - What is it? A payoff?

Great! A payoff!

Claudio: Idiot! Come back inside, we were just kidding!

You can't even joke anymore?

Salesman: It's not fair, we've all done it. You're a coward!

But we all did it! Lucio, you really are a loser!

- Los-er, Los-er, Los-er! - Calm down!

All: Los-er, Los-er, Los-er!

Quiet! Shut up! Oh!

Don't you all realize that it's he who's taken us all in?

Don't try to blame others. Take your responsibility,

don't be an idiot, and let's get inside, come on!

Yes, an idiot! You know why I'm an idiot?

Because I sold them to everyone!

I sold them to my grandmother and my aunt! She's in dialysis! In dialysis!

My mother bought two! And what do you give us?

My family shelled out 15000 euros!

You know what I say? If that's what you think, why don't you leave? Go!

You're fired, OK? Leave your sample set and get out of here! Imbecile!

- Oh, you want the sample set? - It would be about time.

- Then take the sample set! - Come on, Lucio! What are you doing?

Take the sample set!

Take it! The nebulizer mask that never worked, ever!

- Claudio: Get out! Get out! - Take this!

Take the sample set! This shitty little kitchen robot!

Salesman: Come on, Lucio...

Good job! You made quite a scene! Way to go! Congratulations!

What a dickhead! You're a dickhead, that's what you are!

Salesman: What are you doing, Lucio? Claudio: What do you expect, it's Lucio!

Anyway, he'll be back in two minutes.

- And when he does, we'll have a good laugh, what do you say? - Yes.

I tell you, someone gives you a chance and this is how you thank them?

Pick up the stuff, don't leave it around. Let's get back to work!

A new world! A dream! What a dream!

One single appliance, one single plug, one single consumer of electricity.

One singular rip-off! The rip-off for everyone! Loser they called me! Me?

I'm number one, I am! Luciano Marsili is NUMBER ONE!

Look. Look who's here. Look.

Marta: Hi, Lucio.

You're number one, I know.

The news about the serious accident involving the young salesman, Luciano Marsili,

wound up in the local sections of all the papers.

The legal advisers of the union's anti-mobbing division

took his and Marta's testimony

to determine whether or not to sue Claudio Santarosa, the owner of Multiple Italy.

It was a difficult decision, because in similar cases

the rulings had been against them.

But, the episode had an unexpected outcome.

You're still a great piece of pussy, I'm telling you.

Claudio: Calm down, if this is what you need, Daddy will help you, you know it.

- You want a D-cup? - Isn't that a little too much? - No!

Claudio: No, please, don't cry.

Don't cry, we'll do what you want. OK?

- Mom did it too. - But she did only a C-cup, it's not...

What difference does that make? You're much prettier than Mom.

You're daddy's little princess, eh?

OK, we'll do it. But promise me you'll look out for your brother,

that you'll talk to him about me, and tell him that one day this whole mess will be over,

that we'll go on vacation together, like the old times,

like when we went to Sharm el-Sheikh, remember?

Playing badminton on the beach?

We ate Rashid's couscous with fish?

We had a great time, remember?

No, what? Am I crying? No, me cry...? Look... See... No...

One moment!

Mom is coming? No! Hang up!

OK, OK, text me. We'll make the arrangements. Kisses. Bye.

Come in!

May I?

Ah, Daniela. Come in, come in.

A chocolate?

Aren't you going to open it? There's a note inside.

Sorry, my stomach hurts.

Danie', did you need to tell me something?

Easy, because it's been a horrible day.

Miami is sending us an additional

so tomorrow, I have to go to the bank and prostrate myself

to that shithead director. Better not to think about it.

Well, I'll give you something to smile about.

I have good news.

It's a boy.

We'll call him Claudio, like you.

Daniela, please. Sit down so we can talk, eh?

We love each other so much, you and I, Claudio...

We love each other so much...

Signora Daniela, may I do Dr. Claudio's office?

May I come in?

Help! Help!

Journalist: Claudio Santarosa's body has already been removed.

The cleaning woman, Felicia Delgado, has made a deposition to the investigators,

which immediately led to an arrest warrant for Daniela Di Biagio,

who, however, was not found at her home.

In addition, authorities are looking out for her automobile,

a pale green Smart ForTwo Passion Coupe, license plate DE264YH.

For the moment, that's all from here. Back to the news desk.

What's going on?

Eh? Boys and girls, what's going on? Come on, back to work!

Boys, girls, let's go, come on! What's happening today, eh?

Let me go. Are you crazy? We have work to do.

Take your hands of of me! Immediately!

Operator: She's been arrested.

You only know how to make working people lose time.

We have objectives to reach. Girls, to your stations!

Salesmen, hit the road! Ah, Marta...

That is, Vanessa, until I get back, take charge of things.

It had to be today---I didn't even get a chance to do my hair. Let me go!

I just told you, I'm expecting.

- Oh god, I think I'm going to cry... - What, is she pregnant?

I didn't know, I swear. I swear...

Well, she's completely out of her head.

- And now what do we do? - Let's go and get pizza!

Look, they make it really good over there!

To whom did it never happen, at school, to discover the teacher ill and absent

and to suddenly enjoy an unexpected day of vacation?

In a certain way, that strange day was exactly the same.

The operators and the salesmen spent a couple of hours together,

which had never happened before in all those months,

in an absurd happiness, which was maybe trying to disguise

the bitter knowledge that they were all suddenly unemployed.

But for Marta, even that happiness wasn't to last long.

Hello?

Now what do I do?

Marta: Come on.

Courage.

- Go to Marta. - Did you see who arrived?

- It's Marta. - Look how beautiful!

See? She's really beautiful!

Luisa: Everything's fine, my love.

Luisa: Everything's fine, my love.

Everything's fine, my love.

See? It's easy. Just follow the music.

Everything's fine, my love.

Just follow the music.

Everything's fine, my love.

Everything's fine, my love.

When passing through Rome one weekend,

Roberto met Marta, to say hello and to give his condolences.

He told her of his work as a researcher at General Electric in San Diego.

Marta gave him her compliments, but for some reason didn't tell him

about the letter that she had unexpectedly received that very morning,

informing her that the Oxford Journal of Philosophy appreciated her paper

containing an original comparison between the philosophy of Heidegger,

the group dynamics of the operators at a call center,

and the contestants of a reality show.

Her article was to be published in the next issue, and the letter also contained

a check in the amount of 300 euros.

She only said that, all in all, she was reasonably well.

Little girl? You're not at home with mommy?

Mommy told me that when it buzzes, I can go up.

- Wait for me here. - OK. Come on, buzz!

- Hi! - Excuse me, what are you doing here?

I came with a friend, he's in there with Katia.

Who is Katia?

You're cute too. Are you a student? What's your name?

Don't touch me!

Oh, calm down, eh?

- What's happening? - Who is that crazy woman?

Oh god! Get out of the way!

- Where are you going? - I'm bringing her to your mother.

Are you stupid! Get in!

- Come on! - Marta: No.

- Get in! - No. Come on! Just a second, fuck!

Lara, love, get in! Come on, get in!

Come on!

Good girl.

Come here.

Mommy, this car is a little ugly.

I like red better. Or sli-ver.

- But it's nice like this, too. - OK.

- What color is it? Yellow? - Yellow is nice too, right Marta? - Yes.

Lara: I'm so hungry. I'd eat some sausage pizza, a Kinder ice cream,

chicken and french fries. Mommy, will you make me french fries?

Yes, love. Mommy will make them for you.

I think I'm lost.

Would you please leave me at the bus stop? I have somewhere I need to go.

Fuck, I'll take you there, no?

I'll be right back.

- Yes? - Signora Franca, am I disturbing you?

It's Marta! What a wonderful surprise! Come in!

No, it's nothing important. I came to bring you back...

But please, my dear! Come in!

Look. Do you remember?

Yes.

- Make yourself comfortable. What can I get you? - Please, don't bother.

I just wanted to give this back.

You know, you were right. The young man took it by mistake.

I hope it's all there.

In fact, he seemed to be a good person.

And you went so far out of your way to come here.

How beautiful you are! Just like your voice.

- Thanks. - But you seem tired, my dear.

Hmm?

Marta thought she heard the noise of something breaking inside of her,

like a dam bursting, or the impact of an ice floe

breaking off into the sea to melt away.

Go ahead, cry, it's good for you...

And she let go, finally, in the arms of that unknown woman,

of all of the pain, frustration, fatigue, and loneliness

that she had built up in those strange and complicated months.

Then, Signora Franca invited Marta to stay for lunch, outdoors, in her garden.

They ate pasta e ceci, and a marvelous roast chicken,

crispy, with plenty of rosemary,

As a side dish, obviously, oven-browned potatoes, Lara's favorite.

Franca asked Lara, when she was big, did she want to be

a ballerina, a teacher, a doctor, or a singer?

Without hesitation, Lara answered:

- So then, what is it you want to do? - Philosophy.

- What? - Phi...?

- I want to do philosophy! - Franca: Oh, mamma mia!

- What, is that a job? - Of course it's a job!

Oh, yeah! Like my friend, who does... oh god... physio...

- Physical therapy! - Franca: That's a different thing.

Marta: You are so stupid!

Franca: Philosophy is important.