All language subtitles for Speriamo che sia femmina 1986-subrip-en

LET'S HOPE IT'S A GIRL

Fosca?

Fosca, I want to eat!

Fosca, can I have my food, or not?

You've already eaten, Uncle Gugo.

Me?

When?

You had lunch 15 minutes ago,
then you went to your room,

you forgot and now you're downstairs
being a pain.

You know better than me if I ate or not?

You had an egg and soup, see?

Then why did I come downstairs?

What do I have to do?

Oh, tend to the homing pigeons!

No pigeon loft, Paride will get mad!

Paride better watch it or I'll get mad.

Someone has to teach the pigeons
to travel.

How else can we send messages
when it snows,

or ask for help? We're isolated.

Meantime, be good, write the messages.

- Here?
- Yes.

Sit down, wait.

Here, write lots of them, okay?

What a beautiful car!

- Hello, Count sir.
- Hello.

Hello, Uncle Gugo.

- Have we met?
- I'm Leonardo!

- Da Vinci?
-Yes.

Where's Elena?

- Is it new?
- No, I've had it for two years.

- Where are Elena and the girls?
- Can I get In?

Yes, but wait, I'll take the keys.

If you take the keys, it won't honk.

It will.

What heat!

Elena, Malvina?

Franca?

No one's here at this hour.

Meaning?

Your wife's in the fields,
then off to the consortium,

Malvina's at the Baths, Franca university
and the little ones are at school.

- Have some coffee.
- I'd written I was coming.

I also said it was
something important and urgent.

Didn't my wife tell you?

Yes, they'll all be back at 5.

5... it's not even 3.

Why don't you go see Malvina at the Baths?

That's a good idea.

I'll get two birds with one stone.

Get three.
Take Uncle Gugo away for a while.

- He's got worse.
- No, he's the same.

We've got worse.

BATHS

Dad!

- A bird in the hand?
- Is a bunch of feathers.

- Fair-weather friends?
- Don't carry umbrellas.

Here's a new one:;: haste makes?

Tired feet!

Sorry, Trampoline has colic,
he has to walk.

- I can clean it?
- Go ahead!

- Wheels too?
- Especially the wheels.

Why did you put horses in the Baths?

I convinced Mom, she'll even pay for
a small breeding farm.

It won't cost much
to convert it into a barn.

So, you don't know.

- Know what?
- I want to remodel, open the Baths.

Mom didn't tell you?

She promised it to me, so...

She didn't want to hurt you

so she waited for me to tell you.

- Does he have to do that?
- It's good he does.

Good!

Yes, good...

Are you very disappointed?

Try to understand,

I can't give up this deal
for a few horses.

Baths with modern amenities

are a gold mine,
this one can change our lives.

Yes...

I promise, with the first earnings

I'll build your stables down there.

Actually, what an idiot,

we'll create two linked,
complementary businesses.

Guests do mud baths
and then corrective exercise.

We'll have them all go riding.

Rheumatics, arthritics,
crippled and hunchbacked,

all on horses!

Then they fall, get hurt,

and I send them back to the Baths,
and it all starts over.

Full circle!

Here's Mom.

It's an important thing to me.

It's not a fantasy, it's vital for me.

- How are you?
- Hi.

Still reddish, so you're still drinking.

My liver's still reacting
or I'd be yellow.

- See this little miss?
- She's grown.

What do you say, a boy or girl?

Dad told me about
his project for the Baths.

He did?

Everything's in the car, plans, estimates.

I'll take the horses to drink.

Come on, Trampoline.

Take him away,
can't have a serious discussion.

I'll get them.

See if you can help him.

Come here, look!

This is the blueprint.

I'll show you.

Plans, estimates, financing, everything!

Give it all to me,
I don't understand a thing.

I'll show Nardoni.

- Nardoni Guido?
-Yes.

- I'll be seeing him at the consortium.
- I'll come too.

I can show him in more detail.

Show him tonight,
I'll invite him to dinner for a calm talk.

Calm...
Not really.

We have to start immediately!

Everything's pending--financiers,

contact with the region,
the loan arrangements.

I said tonight, not next month.

Okay.

If I can help, I'm here,

I have nothing to do.

Why not get the girls from school?
Surprise them.

You'll be passing the time.

- Point them out?
- Sure.

- The ones in the pink tracksuits.
- You're sure?

- Hi, how are you?
- Who's he?

- I'll take you home with Uncle Gugo.
- Let's go.

What did you tell me?

Tomorrow night, 9 p.m. in Siena,
Ron in concert.

- Where are the De Angelis girls?
- In that group there.

Could you get them?

Horn!

- Let's hope.
- Honk louder.

Louder!

Run! Uncle!

You're...

- Cosina.
- No, Martina.

It was on the tip of my tongue.

So, you're Fosca's daughter...
Addolorata.

- Immacolata, Count, sir.
- Pretty close.

Call me uncle.

The white car, I'll take you home.

- Uncle, want to see who it is?
- Show me later.

- They're coming with me.
- Okay.

How they've grown in over a year,
I almost didn't recognize them.

See them, are they in pink tracksuits?

But the other two were.

Look, the poster of Ron!
He's in Siena tomorrow!

You'll ruin it.
He's coming for the first time.

- Kids from school are going.
- Why don't you, too?

I wish, imagine if they'd send us!

Do you always have to ask permission?

We're girls, if we were boys
we wouldn't have to ask.

By now there's no difference
between boys and girls.

You still don't know that?

- Horn.
- No one's here.

There's a curve!

Louder!

Stop!

Uncle, maybe if you asked her...

- What?
- To let us go.

- No, no way!
- Why?

Why?

I have my own permissions to ask for.

Don't give her more problems,

don't put her in a bad mood, okay?

Be good girls today, please.

You too, stay still!

Look what you did!

We risked an accident.

- Its hat flew off!
- Like in a sailboat.

I knew it!

Dear Nardoni, how nice to see you again!

I'm here!

- In the pigeon loft.
- Count, sir!

- Hello.
- Have you examined my project?

- Certainly.
- Perfect.

I'll come down and we can talk.

I'll eat, but I've already eaten.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Hello, Fosca, Mr. Gugo.

Did you look them over?

- What do you think?
- What should I think?

There are three possibilities:

either he becomes a billionaire,
as it says here

or he ends up flat broke,
as logic says

or he'll go to jail for fraud
like Nardoni says.

You choose.

- Is it this year's?
- Yes.

Good.

Fosca, how do you see it?

Ma'am, a business deal of millions
with Mr. Leonardo?

It's your money, but my vote...

Me too, I always vote thumbs down.

So, what do I tell him?

I have some figures.

The labor alone is 200 million.

- Even 220.
- I see!

- Nice, will you lend it to me?
- No!

- I'll give it back.
- Okay, but don't break it.

Hold it down at the bottom.

- Hi, girls, what are you doing?
- Cool, eh?

Yes, cool.

My dear Nardoni! How are you?

Listen...

You've been our administrator for ages,

regarding that thing of mine...

- The Countess just asked for an opinion.
- Very good.

You're a business man and a friend.

If this deal goes through,
you'll surely get a return.

What are you saying!

Leonardo at the head of the table.

Nardoni here.

We have to talk, sit here.

No, that's Franca's place.

Here's the wine.

And the raw vegetables for Tooter.

Who's Tooter?

Franca's boyfriend, he's a vegetarian.

He ate the fried rabbit at Easter!

That was another one, the architect.

How many boyfriends
has she had since Easter?

They were larks,
this one seems serious.

- Tooter?
- Don't call him that.

We call him that
because he studies the flute.

Mom, I don't want soup with this heat.

Quiet and eat.

Good.

Needs salt, perhaps.

No, it's just right.

- So, Nardoni?
- It's hot!

Blow!

- So?
- Any cheese?

Pass him the cheese.

Nardoni, you were saying?

I saw those projects.

They're very well done.

Also the blueprints.

Yes, done by a fine architect.

You can tell.

I'll admit though, I have a few doubts.

It speaks of three phases.

The financing?

A Swiss group, plus Regional funds
and subsidized loans.

But it mentions a pre-financing
and a pre pre-financing.

Yes, pre...pre pre.

Which you'd cover
with a lien on the estate.

Naturally.

What's to cover?
It's already suffocating!

We'd need to call the Red Cross.

We're working to pay off interest.

Fine!

So, we'll sell a few of our small fields.

What good is a chestnut grove?

Who eats chestnuts anymore?

I'll say just one thing,

in selling, you sell yourself.

Right! Hear that, Malvina?

Sounds like one of our proverbs.

That's Franca.

- Therefore, Nardoni...
- Hello.

- Hi!
- Look who I brought.

Mario, come on.

May I?

Good evening.

- Franca!
- Hi, Dad!

Good evening and enjoy the meal.

Good evening,
enjoy the meal.

Good evening, enjoy the meal.

- How are you?
- Good evening, enjoy the meal.

Put your bag there
and take a seat next to my husband.

Thank you.

Dad, this is Mario.

A pleasure.

- Count De Angelis.
- Giovannini.

A pleasure, Giovannini.

- A pleasure, Giovannini.
- Professor!

- A pleasure, Giova...
- Please sit down.

...nnini.

Fosca, bring the soup back.

None for me, thank you.

- Raw vegetables.
- No, I see your famous ham.

And that's pork loin?

Aren't you vegetarian?

Do I look like one?

- Don't you play the tooter?
- The tooter?

No... Dad, you have the wrong person.

Mario is a famous glottologist,
he held a course at my school.

I was going to a boring flute concert
and we met.

Again this year?

No, I'm here for work.

He's taken me as his assistant.

We were around all day
getting people to talk and recording them.

It's a nice job, it puts you in touch
with the populace, with people,

with their traditions. Listen.

Now we'll listen to some idiot.

Pay attention.

That's the Sardinian selection.

Listen to it anyway, it's fantastic.

Yes, it's fantastic.

Listen to this passage.

I go around Italy trying to save,
before it's too late,

the cultural heritage
of sayings, expressions, idioms...

Interested in swear words?

Certainly, if they have cultural value,
if they're ancient.

I have all kinds, even prehistoric ones.

Or I'll invent a few
if you don't stop that thing right now!

Dad!

- C'mon!
- Sorry, Franca.

Sorry, I was joking.

Actually, I wasn't joking too much

because we were talking important business

that interests the whole family.

Yes, I understand.

So, Nardoni.

- We were saying?
- Oh, no, Aunt Claudia!

She's on TV tonight.

Right, Mom!

- Where's the remote”?
- It means a lot to her.

- What channel?
- Channel 2.

You forgot Mom was on TV!

Leonardo, we must listen
to Claudia's opinion too.

How's she figure here?

She puts so much money into the property,
she should be considered a partner.

My mom's on!

Out of the way!

No.

She's all mine!

- No scenes!
- Move, I can't see.

- No!
- Get away from there.

Let us see too?

Cut it out!

That's my Aunt Claudia, Mom's sister.

A relative? Good, lovely.

She sure is!

Absolutely not true.

She's better now than when she was young.

- Like sheep cheese.
- Quiet!

Can I have a little more?

What's happening?

Uncle, stop it.

- Put that down, you messed up.
- 138 thousand 52 billion!

Give me the remote.

This is the calculator.

You've discovered a sensitive man.

- No, I'm sorry, good night.
- C'mon!

Well?

- What do you think?
- About what?

Professor Giovannini.

What can I say?

Right now, I'm far too pissed off

to make a calm judgment.

Besides, dear,

what matters is that you like him.

I just think
you change too many boyfriends.

They're all flimsy.

Does that one seem solid?

It's so late!

Girls, off to bed.

Bye, dear.

Imma, wake up! Take her upstairs.

- Fosca, will you turn off the generator?
- Yes.

Franca, show the professor to his room.

Uncle, will you take us
to the concert tomorrow?

Where?

We'll discuss it tomorrow, go to bed.

I get it, you won't.

- Go to bed.
- Good night.

- Good night, see you tomorrow.
- Tomorrow.

Good night, Count, sir.

- Good, right?
- Yes.

Bye.

Thank you.

I'm going to bed, too. I'm exhausted.

No, by God, I want an answer tonight!

You've made fun of me all day.

It's no way to treat a man...

who's been working
on a project for two months

and who traveled 300 kilometers to see...
his sister-in-law on TV!

Yes or no?
I don't care, I want an answer!

The answer is no.

What? No?

- I thought you understood.
- Why?

I don't believe in that project.

No!

You don't believe in me.

You never have!

Not true.

The first fifteen times, I did.

Elena, I can't go back.

I'm already out a large sum.

It's not my money,

I'm being financed by a certain person.

If I don't reimburse that woman,
I'll lose face.

It's not much, only 15 million.

If you don't want to give me all of it,
at least 10.

Don't count on it this time.

That woman will never see it again,
we both know that.

Elena, I'm desperate.

The desperate like me
do desperate things.

Either you sign a check
for 10 million or I...

I...

Sorry.

I'm disgusting, I know.

I'm disgusting even to myself.

I don't know how to return to Rome.

Stay here.

Here?

You're home, after all.

The house is yours, the land is yours,
it all belongs to your family.

You've been saying that all day,

it's mine, but I'm not even free
to wring a chicken's neck.

Listen to me, stay here a while.

You pay nothing
and it's good for your health.

That woman and the other creditors
will leave you in peace.

- There's not even a phone.
- Exactly.

Without a phone is like without a hand.

Please.

You can't make me bury myself here.

I'm still young,

full of resources, vitality.

You're still young too.

And beautiful.

God, how beautiful you are!

You're the only woman
I've ever really loved.

Elena...

let's start over, try again.

- Be good.
- Why not?

Let's not make fools of ourselves.

Go to bed.

It's best.

Sure, at 10:30!

Think I'm a chicken?

Hello? Who is it?

Leonardo, is this you?

Hello?

Who's serving?

- Jimmy on the rocks.
- What, Count, sir?

Whiskey with ice.

We have no whiskey or ice.

- You know, here...
- What is it you have?

A digestive.

A digestive, double.

It's hot, eh?

Let's hope it rains.

You're still touch and go.

You're not a count, you're a meteor.

Maybe I'll stay a little longer this time.

Good.

Drop by, it's always lively here.

- Good night.
- Good night.

The roof leaks in the other loft, sorry.
Franca.

No!

Close that, good grief!

You slept here?
I prepared your bed upstairs.

I need to sleep alone.

That's why I dodged the draft.

- But you sleep with women.
- I go to bed with them, it's different.

I've never slept alone.

As a child, five of us slept in one room,

then I got married and when my husband
left for Australia, Imma was born.

Why's your husband down there all alone?
Why doesn't he come back?

He's settled, waiting for us to come.

But I have no courage.
In the Atlas it's on the other page!

Can I get coffee?

Besides, how can I
leave the Countess all alone?

Where will she find another?
So, I postpone.

Yes, good for you!

You're right.

Postpone, postpone...

Meantime you're saving up.
You must have a nice bundle.

Not much.

How did you invest it?

In a postal savings account.

You call that an investment?
Are you crazy?

Why didn't you tell me?
I'd have doubled it for you.

I can get you 18% right away.

Give me your savings book,
you can trust me.

I don't get much at the postal bank
but at least it's safe.

You two, still here?

Come here!

- Why are you in your good pants?
- The tracksuits were dirty.

I didn't see them and
why are you in your aunt's sweater?

- It's cold.
- With this heat?

Good Lord!

Starting young with crazy ideas.

This sucks!

Barley coffee, I always make it

for Mr. Gugo and the girls.

Only place for good coffee is at a cafe.

Since you're going upstairs,
take the shades, I'll put them up later.

Sure.

No one's told you
there's air conditioning, fans?

Even folding fans!

What happened?

- Nothing, it's time to get up.
- The tapes are all tangled!

Elena?

- Go back home, now!
- What's wrong?

Go back home. Franca!

She's in bed with that idiot.

- I thought the idiot slept with you.
- No!

Not going?

I suppose it's normal for you,

maybe she does this
with all the guests she invites.

Calm down.

I won't allow my daughter
to turn my home into a brothel.

- I'll kick her out.
- You're not kicking anyone out.

If you want to stay, stay,

we're glad,

but you've never handled your daughters,
don't start now.

It's not your role to educate.

And you're not a shining example.

Leave it to me.

Franca is a good girl,

clean, she's just insecure.

She is?

Don't give it so much importance.

- Hi, Mom

We're leaving.

I'll take your car, mine won't make it.

Okay? Hi, Dad.

- Hi.
- Good morning.

Nice day, isn't it?

Why don't you come with us?

- We're taking a walk around Colle Lupo...
- No.

Good morning.

Leonardo, why don't you go hunting?

We'll talk about it this evening.

I defended you but don't think I like it.

- Will you be back for dinner?
- Even earlier.

Is he angry with me?

He found us together this morning.

- And so?
- I'm sorry.

Who is it?

Who's there?

- Is this a way to store things?
- What are you looking for?

My boots.

I left it all in order,
all I find is two old shoes.

I can't even find the rifle.

Who took it?

I'll telephone Paride and ask him.

You can talk too.

Telephone?

To Paride?

Wait.

Paride, telephone!

Paride, telephone, it's urgent!

Hurry, it's urgent!

- Hear me?
- Yes.

- What are you doing?
- Feeding the chickens.

Fine.

Want to try?

Forget it, I don't even want
to go hunting anymore.

Over and out.

Want me to install one in your room?
It's a great convenience.

- Are you edgy?
- Yes.

I do what I can, without me
things would be even worse.

Mama, this springtime is dead

Because my love comes by no more

He often used to come down the way

Now he comes not night or day

Mama, give me my porridge for I am sick

Mama, give me my porridge
for I am sick with love

What heat!

See the beautiful view!

Wonderful, look at the dump!

Now we'll launch him.

It must be 20 years since I've been here.

Give me the message.

- You didn't write it?
- Why?

It's an experiment.

Too bad, when will you get
another chance like this?

Think he'll get home first, or us?

You.

Listen, Uncle Gugo,

I have to withdraw
the invitation for lunch.

Unfortunately, I have to take you home.

Anyway, you're interested
in launching the pigeon.

Right?

I'll leave you at the gate and take off.

You won't wait to see him return?

I'll already be a tiny point, like this,

a dot on the horizon.

Just imagine,
I was actually thinking of staying here.

I'll fly, forget the pigeon!
I'll be in Rome in two hours!

Launch him and let's go.
Check my maneuvers.

Help me back up.

Can I go?

Go!

Go!

Franca?

Did you erase the reel of Tuscan songs?

It was a new tape, no label.

What's this?

- What's this?
- The label.

- It was on the other side.
- Oh, well.

The heck!

- You ruined it.
- What did you ruin?

We found a centenarian woman, the only
testimony to a destroyed, vanished world,

who knew an ancient song
of a youth, sick with love,

asking his mother for porridge,
certainly a miraculous potion,

which harks back to magic rites...

The one that goes...

Mama, give me my porridge for I am sick

Mama, give me my porridge
for I am sick with love

- You know it too?
- We all do.

Every Tom, Dick and Harry.
Franca too, it was her lullaby.

Couldn't you have told me?

How could I remember? I was an infant.

- He always does this work?
- It's his job.

His whole life?

What's written here?

I don't know.

I don't know...

- Malvina?
- Yes?

Start up the generator.

Oh, God!

The girls? They're not back.

- They're always back by now.
- Maybe the shuttle took another road.

They're riding around in the dark?

- Didn't they have chorus?
- No, that's Thursdays.

I'm worried!

You love to be worried!

Maybe they were dropped off
at a friend's house.

No, a catastrophe or nothing.

They have to tell me,
they can't let me worry like this.

This time, I'll kill them.

At least my own.

Should we go looking?

Here they are!

Get out, Mr. Gugo, I'm in a hurry.

- Okay, Manuello. Did you see the shuttle?
- No.

You know you mustn't wander off.
Where's your jacket?

- Weren't you with the Count?
- His car broke down.

You could have waited.

Don't confuse me,
I have something important to say.

Say it some other time, now go.

I have to say something very important.

- But what?
- Later, just look at you.

- Go change.
- Oh!

I remember.

- Is the pigeon back?
- Yes, go.

They brought Mr. Gugo back,
the Count had car trouble.

It wasn't the girls.

- Where can we buy tickets?
- Down there.

Bye!

Weren't Malvina and me enough?

The house, the farm... You have to take on
your sister's responsibilities.

Why did you want to take the girl?

- Fagliano, here we are.
- What talk!

How can Aunt Claudia, with her job,
take care of her daughter?

She works it out!

- Why are we here?
- There's a fork, straight or right.

- There's wall to the left.
- That way, we'll go into town.

You're selfish. You always need people,

don't you think others might too?

Stop, there they are!

Nothing, we've seen all their friends.

- The shuttle didn't pick them up.
- Did they go to school?

Yes.

But no one's seen them since after school.

They can't have flown away.

Nardoni's asking around too.

- Maybe Dad took them?
- He had car trouble.

Maybe he was with the mechanic
and saw them leave school.

Maybe he took them to the movies.

If so, the Count will get an earful!

- They were spotted.
- With Dad?

Talk!

The gas station attendant saw them,
they were hitchhiking.

What direction?

Toward the highway,
Florence, Siena, I don't know.

So, they're running away,
that's why they wore new pants.

Did he see them get into a car?

He got distracted, then they were gone.

Someone took them!

Oh God, who knows where they are!

- My God!
- C'mon, Fosca.

- Stay calm.
- What do we do?

I say we go to the Carabinieri.

- He's right.
- Thank you.

Yes.

Now do we call Aunt Claudia?

Or do we let her sleep peacefully?

We'll try to call from the Carabinieri.

- Coming, Nardoni?
- I'll drive around looking.

I can't stay still.

All together!

Thank you!

- Hi.
- Nothing.

- Still nothing?
- They're looking everywhere.

Lady Claudia!

I don't know what to say.

They seemed like two happy girls.

- Mom thinks it's her fault.
- What's this got to do with you?

It's only mine, I'd say.

I'm sure she did it on purpose,
to make me take care of her.

Maybe subconsciously.

What a thought!
Then why would Imma go too?

To imitate her.

She has her problems too,
the lack of a father...

Hello?

I'm listening.

We found a car
at the bottom of a cliff.

Locality?

Fort Belview.

Have you identified the victim?

Not yet. Can't you come?

- No, I'm alone.
- What happened?

A car at the bottom of Belview,
the driver's dead, he's to be identified.

- Was he alone?
- Yes.

Relax, we'll find them.

Are you tired?

Girls, what are you doing here?

Leave me alone!

Move.

Let's go! I'll give you both a concert.

Lady Elena!

It's Nardoni with the girls!

- I found them, they're in one piece.
- Mom!

See, I came?

- How do you feel?
- Fine.

Then take this, you murderer!

How dare you? Hands off her.

Good, Nardoni, thank you.

How did you find them?

I remembered the poster
at the top of the stairs.

They went to a concert in Siena,
they were like a herd of crazies.

We're not crazies!

- Come here!
- Stop, you already slapped her.

- Let her go!
- Why not her? Slap her too.

- We both did it.
- I'm mad at you.

Nardoni already slapped me.

Stop, no more getting, no more giving,
amen.

Take them up for a nice bath, with bleach.

- Have they eaten?
- No, it was all closed.

- Come here.
- Nothing since yesterday?

- Eat something, then wash.
- Go eat, you madcap.

Coffee will do you good too.

Thank you, I'll have some at home.

- Tired?
- No, I've felt worse.

- See you later.
- Yes.

Thank you again.

I didn't deserve this,
who do I work myself ragged for?

Who takes care of you?
Off without a word!

Later you'll tell me everything.
Want to come to Rome with me?

Or would you rather stay here?

Good! You had second thoughts!

Coffee?

I ran into this officer on his way here...

Wonderful, he can have some too.

Not right now. Officer, come in.

What is it? What happened?

An accident, Ma'am.

We were advised of a car
off the cliff at Fort Belview.

At first, the driver
hadn't been identified.

I'm sorry, it's the Count, your husband.

- Leonardo!
- Oh no, Dad!

- He's dead?
- Yes, unfortunately.

Perhaps killed instantly.

Mr. Leonardo died in his car
at Fort Belview.

- I know, I was there.
- You didn't tell us?

Since last night, I've been saying
I had very important news.

- You said he had car trouble.
- It was like a pancake.

It can never be fixed, it's scrap.

Dad!

Has something happened?

He was there and
no one thought about him.

Not for one minute.

Lolli Samuelli is here.

Good Heavens, she needs to know
Leonardo isn't there.

I'd forget it, we don't know her.

Thank you.

Father Maurizio...

- Who's that woman?
- The Count's mistress.

We can't all stand here gawking.

Let's go!

I'm leaving, can I give a lift?

No, thank you, Mario's here.

There's Aunt Claudia's car too.

Let's wait for Mom.

Why are we at the cemetery?

It's not Memorial Day!

Don't add to this!
Just start heading home.

- Paride, will you take him?
- Yes.

- I'll take you.
- I don't trust you, I'll go with Paride.

- Hang on, the brakes don't hold.
- But the bell rings?

Oh, yes.

That lady's crying
and Aunt Elena hugged her.

- There we go!
- She's not inviting her home!

Come here.

No! Wait.

Here.

Thank you.

- Is their separation that woman's fault?
- Not at all.

She's been around for a while
but not that long.

Elena wanted the break.

Mom? Why?

She cared for your father,
but they were very different.

They're coming. Look!

She dresses like an old lady
but seems young.

Now there'll be introductions.

- I still can't believe it.
- That he's gone?

Also, but that he sold the family tomb.

I couldn't believe it either yesterday.

And for a pittance,
like all Leonardo's things.

How is work coming at the Baths?

- I'll have to oversee it...
- It hasn't begun.

- What?
- It never will.

What are you saying?

I advanced quite a sum,

taking it from a project of mine
that's not doing well, actually.

I have receipts, I can show...

We'll have time to talk about it.

You're Franca, I imagine,
and you're Malvina.

No, this is Franca and that's Malvina.

- That's my sister Claudia.
- Hello.

Martina, our housekeeper Fosca
and her daughter.

A pleasure.

Poor Leonardo, he was right.

You're all very beautiful.

Franca, you study in Siena, don't you?

- Yes, but I'm marrying, moving to Rome.
- Nice!

- When?
- Not with that...

As soon as the papers are ready.

Stop it!

She didn't tell you.

No.

Fosca, did she talk to you?

Actually, no.

I'll slap you.

Who knows if it's true, you know Franca.

Girls, go get changed.

On the double!

Ma'am, that tractor piece.

You know the cost to replace it?
Just guess.

- What is it?
- Can't you see?

- Nearly 4 million lire.
- Are you kidding?

- Almost the price of the tractor.
- Renaioli told me.

- When?
- In church.

Four million?

It still isn't paid off!

- We'll talk about it tomorrow.
- As you like.

- How many installments are left?
- Two.

What's this story about Franca
getting married?

- Dunno!
- Did you know?

-Yes.
- You could have told me.

Not until she did...
Besides, she just told me last night.

Is she serious or...

I think she's serious.

- She wants to leave home.
- Why?

Well...

She was hard hit by Dad's accident.

Me too.

Her, me, you, everyone!
And the way it happened.

I don't see how that figures here.

It's the way it happened, she feels...

it was a bit her fault, ours.

Meaning?

Maybe if he'd got what he asked,
he'd have returned to Rome.

Who knows, it may not have happened.

That's absurd!

Maybe, who knows... how can we say?

It's an idea that comes, to me too.

You too!

So, for all of you
it's my fault Leonardo died.

You don't know what you're saying!

Where's Franca?

Why talk to your mother that way
and on a day like this?

Do you realize Dad was there all night,
maybe only injured.

No one thought about it.

Your mother didn't,
but you and Franca didn't either.

He never meant anything to Mom.

And she raised us the same way.

He was always making trouble,
rest his soul.

How can you and Franca know
what your mother's been through?

This time he was desperate

and I told Mom to help him.

He was really desperate!

If he did it on purpose?

What?

He could have driven down deliberately!

You never change, you do, undo...

Would you have the nerve
to say that to her?

You always know it all, decide it all,
boss everyone and everything.

Think I enjoy it?

Think I didn't want a normal husband
who thought of the family?

No, you were glad to take his place

and you'd treat him like a slave,
even in front of us.

What did he die for? A question of money.

Maybe you won't even
repay his poor friend.

You have to return her money.

When possible, we don't have it now.

Wait a minute, I'm here too.

And all I put in?
I have my troubles too.

What about Martina?
She's your daughter, isn't she?

- Haven't we taken care of her?
- I can take her away now.

No, what's Martina got to do with this?

It's been on my mind,
especially after she ran off.

I should be taking care of her.

You say it like I'm to blame
for her running off.

Suddenly you're all good at criticizing!

Don't worry, I'll take her away today.

A clean break is best.

- Franca, coming?
- Would you wait downstairs?

- Go downstairs, I'm coming.
- Great, nice work!

It's all a mess, even with Aunt Claudia.

All because of your father's debts
with his lover.

But she always stood by him.

She gave him her money, you didn't.

You even had Nardoni deny him too,
speaking of lovers.

- Nardoni!
- You shouldn't have done that.

Don't stick your nose in.

And you talk about lovers to me?

Telling me how to behave?

Your father
caught you in bed with your friend.

- You know how displeased he was!
- I know!

In fact, I'm getting married.

Get married if you want
but why like this?

As if taking revenge on me.

Why have you always been against me?
I've always defended you.

I'm leaving,

out of sight, out of mind,
you can hardly wait till I'm gone.

I'm leaving, I'll leave you in peace.

I can't stand this absurd life
with sheep and hens.

- This is Martina's.
- Franca told me...

No way, Franca told you...

Mario, take this too.

Leave this here for Imma, okay?

There's too much traffic in Rome
and it's dangerous.

Imma has hers, I want mine.

Then we'll come for it another time.

Let's go, it's very late.

Did you say goodbye to Auntie,
Uncle Gugo and Malvina?

She said goodbye to everyone.

- Give Martina a kiss.
- No!

No tears, it makes your mom feel bad.

We'll come to visit.

- Bye, Fosca, thank you for everything.
- Goodbye.

Bye, Elena, call me.

Think she heard? Tell her to call.

Always best in the morning.

Okay.

- You go first?
- Yes, bye.

All the best, let me know.

- Where's Malvina?
- At the gate to give us strawberries.

Bye, Fosca.

Fosca, I'm not stealing the blankets,
I got these from Da...

- Spraying me?
- The wipers just took off.

It's a gift from Dad
from London, remember?

Bye, a kiss for Imma.

Where's the starter here?

I heard a car, it must be Leonardo.

I can't get her to sleep,
she always slept with Martina.

It won't be easy for Martina either.

In Rome, with her mother
who's she's never been with.

Anyway, she needs to get used to it.

It wasn't a normal situation.

Mine either.

I have to tell you.

After all that's happened and been said,

I have no right to leave
my poor husband alone down there.

And this is his daughter
who he hardly knows.

I'll write and ask him
to send the tickets.

We'll leave at the end of summer.

The end of summer!

You know it breaks my heart
to leave this house,

to end up in Australia,
but what can I do?

You're right.

We have to decide at a certain point.

I've decided too.

I'll sell and get rid of everything.

What will you do?

Get rid of things, sell.

Staying here, Malvina and I, what for?

And why?

To pay the taxes, debts,
my husband's lover?

I'll sell, and goodbye.

Nardoni will buy everything, his dream,
think I don't know?

Nardoni or someone else,
it's all the same.

What's important is to pay everyone.

I can give Franca her share,

invest the rest in common stocks

and have enough for Malvina and me
to live off the income in Rome.

A rented apartment or better...

a residence,

with no worries about chores.

What peace!

We won't be grand dames

but I'll be able
to enjoy some satisfaction.

A nice trip, a dress

and in bed till late
with a good book in the morning.

For Malvina it's important
to frequent certain circles,

know people, look for a job she likes.

- The work I like is here.
- Because you have no other experience.

If it's horses,
you'll find them in Rome too.

Anyway, I made the decision
thinking about me.

Me and that's all.

Go turn off the generator.

Maybe you're right.

Do it.

And Uncle Gugo?

Yes, Gugo.

It's a problem, I know.

But we'll find a solution.

Like so many do.

- Nice place, eh?
- But see all the oldies!

We'll say hello to Nardoni's mother,
and leave.

- Remember Nardoni's mother?
- No.

Right, you've never met her.

- She's nice, you'll see.
- Never seen so many oldies in one place.

There she is.

- Mama, how are you?
- You couldn't care less how I am!

- Remember lady Elena?
- I remember, I remember.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Don't be like this,
I couldn't come on Saturday.

A little kiss.

- Careful, I'll slap you.
- You already have.

Now I can say hello properly, Countess.

Please sit down, you too.

You did right, sometimes
they're just asking for it.

My respects, lady Rosa.

Could I hold the skein?

I don't need anything held for me.
Can't you see I have guests?

I'm the guest.

Fascinating!
It looks like a duel with D'Artagnan.

- Are you making a sweater?
- A cardigan.

- Garter stitch.
- Water garter or woodland?

Water, you can see by the color!

How long will it take you?

It'll be done this evening.

Do you think that a man,

an intelligent man
who even invented a telephone,

could learn a work like that?

A man is a man,
in certain things, we're superior

and he'd be a laughing stock.

He who laughs last, laughs best.

Lady Rosa, if you'd like
to invite your new friend

even just for a few days, don't be shy.

I won't force anyone,
he'll decide if he wants to stay.

- If you teach me to knit, I'll stay.
- Gladly.

But they won't allow I,
I'm too important at home.

It's highly improbable.

I don't want to leave him,
we just came to look around.

If your uncle accepts the invitation,
it's the best way.

Don't postpone, this way it's his choice,
without imposition.

Then one thing leads to another,
a week goes by,

the invitation is extended,
after the first month, it's done.

Certainly!

But that way...

- I didn't even bring him a change of clothes.
- I'll lend him something.

You can send everything later.

They're treated well here,
true, Mr. Nardoni?

Yes, you saw my mother?

It seems so, because you have to
unload your consciences.

I didn't put her here, she wanted to come.

I was fine with her
and saw to all her needs.

She came because she said she was tired
of being a slave to my brother and me.

Look, pretend not to notice.

They've made friends, he's integrated.

Take my advice, just tiptoe away.

- Leave him there.
- I couldn't!

- Without saying goodbye?
- A clean break, trust me.

Come along.

Come along.

What's the matter?

You and that priest were so insistent,
you made me leave him.

I don't understand you.

We'll go back if you like, but then?

You can't keep him in Rome,
he might die.

You don't even know
where you'll be living.

What do you want to do,
lose him in the fields?

You haven't put him in jail or a madhouse!

Elena, I didn't ask you to sell the farm.

No, you asked me to buy it.

Better me than another
who might strangle you.

It's a huge commitment for me,
I don't know how I'll manage.

Maybe I'm biting off more than I can chew.

If it weren't for you, I wouldn't do it.

You're not doing it for yourself,

you'll become proprietor for altruism.

Al right.

Anyway, thank you.

I have a proposal.

I'll buy everything, fix it up,
but you run the whole thing.

With Uncle Gugo, Fosca, Malvina,
the horses and the girls.

So, you'd buy the whole shebang

including me, with the horses,
sheep and hens.

So, it all stays...

like before.

No.

It's the exact opposite.

Before, I was the proprietor

and you the farmer,

now, you'd be the proprietor and me...

Would I bring you the books every 15 days?
It's a relationship...

Try to understand, Guido.

In regards to Uncle Gugo...

things are changing for all of us
and for him too.

I haven't been clear.

If this relationship became...

How do I say it?

A concrete union.

Are you asking for my hand?

That way you'd stay the proprietor.

I would never want a marriage of interest.

You wouldn't like
a marriage of any kind, right?

I don't want you to leave.

If you go...

it's over between us.

It's the end between me and many things.

Now take me to your place.

Start the car.

- What time did you leave?
- At 6:12 from Grosseto.

When I went to bed. What time is it?

It's 10:30.

We have every right to be gaga,
both of us.

Open the window, please?

No, that one.

I didn't get the call from your mother.
Is it a final decision?

Yes.

Does Franca know?

Yes, I called her in Catania, she agrees.

- And you?
- I do what Mom says.

Won't the problems be greater
than the advantages?

She says they can be worked out,
that's why she sent me scouting.

Scouting for what?

A house, a residence,
so she won't even have to make the bed.

They cost, but they're out there.

And to look for a job.

I can ask at the TV studio,
I know them all.

- Would you like that?
- I don't know.

- Have you had breakfast?
- No, I'd have missed the train.

Have this, I ate at 2 and still feel full.

It's late! I have to make a few calls.

Go downstairs, I'll get dressed and come.

- How's Martina?
- Didn't you see her?

The maid had already taken her to school.

Does she like Rome?

She has to get used to it, but I'd say so.

I've had lots to do these days.

- Who are you?
- Aunt Claudia's niece.

- Your aunt's feeling better?
- She's not sick!

- You weren't here last night.
- I just got here.

Don't wake your aunt,
I have to go, I'm in a hurry.

Gina?

No, don't call my wife,

tell her I'm at the airport,
that I'll stop at the paper and come home.

Yes, bye.

"If one tells the truth,

sooner or later
one is sure to be found out".

Oscar Wilde.

You said not to wake my aunt but
she's already awake if you want to talk.

I'll call her this afternoon.

Cesare?

Cesare!

Wasn't that Cesare?
I was looking for him at the paper.

- Why didn't you say he was here?
- I thought you knew.

- What time?
- At 5.

Don't keep me waiting!

That's Cesare Molteni, the writer,
he's famous... pretty much.

We're very good friends.

I even acted in one of his comedies.

What a mess!

How could I clean
with a man who's sleeping?

Friends come here in the evening
and we cook up spaghetti.

There were lots of us last night.

Then they started discussing politics,

I went to bed
and he fell asleep on the couch.

- What did he say?
- Nothing, he ate your breakfast.

What? So, you're on an empty stomach.

What a welcome! Come on.

I'll get dressed and we'll go eat.

We'll pick Martina up
and after lunch, we'll take a walk.

Which is better, Rome or Australia?

I don't know anything about Australia.

I just know there are kangaroos.

- Where Imma's going too?
- I don't know.

Is it true Uncle Gugo's settled in?

Mom says he's content.

Come here! Where were you hiding?

Take this to Paride.

Fly home, ready?

Go! Fly!

Dammit!

Look what you did, you devil!

Get flying!

Want to fly, or not?

We'll go blind, I'll start the generator.

Take these back to the attic,
I've changed my mind.

I don't want to do this job.

The new owners will throw them out,
or not, I don't want to do it.

What time would you like dinner?

Whenever you like, it doesn't matter.

One, two...

What a man your father was, dear Malvina!

He was so cheerful, kind,

likeable, so full of imagination.

A true gentleman.

When we met,

I was one of the
most envied women in Italy.

I was about to marry...

No names, everyone knows anyway.

So I left him, without looking back.

But I've never been sorry.

He also made me suffer, but
the best years of my life were with him.

I say it now too,
although what remains of him

are just signatures on pieces of paper.

That's what I'd like to talk about.

Mom says we'll meet all his obligations.

But she asks if you could wait a little.

Just a matter of days.

Thank you! I knew it.

I knew he wouldn't leave me like this.

It wouldn't have been right. The Baths?

No, we're selling everything.

We'll be moving to the city.

Today's young girls
are used to facing life alone.

You'll like it.

I hope so! My aunt found me a job
as a script supervisor.

Interesting, but what's that mean?

I don't know.

I have an interview this morning.

I'm sorry, but I have to
make ends meet too.

This gym is like a bloodsucker.

I was told it was a deal, fashionable,

but that's exactly why there are so many.

Besides, that one there is terrible!

Nasty!

I have to pay him in advance
or he'll leave me in the lurch

with those fat asses.

They don't all pay, some do, some don't.

Then I have to replace the equipment,
redo everything.

He says I have to install a sauna.

But if you say I can count on that money,
I'll order one right away

to make him happy.

They're doing the preliminary
purchase and sales agreement.

On the 10th we meet with the notary
for the transfer of ownership.

We'll get the first money there
and send it.

No, I'll come for it.

Not for mistrust, I'd just rather.

Lady Lolli!

Coming!

Oh, Lord!

Be in touch before you leave. Coming!

- Bye.
- Good bye and thank you.

It's too hot here,
we need air conditioning

or I'll leave, do you get me?

Stop!

Ma'am, I almost hit you!

- Could I have a lift?
- Where?

Not far, I'll tell you when we're there.

There's an old tower.

Leave me there.

I can figure my way home from there.

Thank you.

And I'm not a lady.

I'm a man like you, even more than you.

Yeah...

How come...

I stole them from a friend,
the priest hid my clothes.

I'll send them back, I mustn't forget.

Tell me, where are you coming from?

The priest's villa.

What priest?

A cocky ignoramus
who said he invited us to his house.

He wanted to be called "director."

Director of what?

Only because he rang a bell,
I can be a director too then.

He rang it all day long:

to wake us up, for the bathroom,
for meals, for bedtime.

And all those dumb oldies following him.

You're right.

The only good thing is
I met a great lady.

She taught me many things.

She taught me

the garter stitch, the popcorn,

the stocking,

the lettuce cable,

the ziggy-zaggy.

Left. Turn left!

- I said left!
- Yes, left.

- I know where my house is.
- I know where to go.

- What do you know?
- We'll go to certain friends of mine.

I don't care about your friends!

Are you crazy? What's wrong?

What's wrong is I can't take anymore.

Malvina!

You're spineless, a worm!

- You're right.
- Don't say I'm right, for God's sake!

We vowed
not to play with other's feelings.

I'll go see.

You have your work, your career,
my wife has just me.

Then go to her and stop ruining my life!

- Auntie?
- Watch the glass.

- What's going on?
- A tray dropped.

No, I threw it at him. Asshole!

Okay, but now calm down.

Don't say that or I'll crack your skull
with another, you shit intellectual.

Okay, but now settle down.

Martina!

What are you doing?

We woke you? It's nothing.

We were arguing, a tray fell.

Come and sleep with your mom.

When she drinks a little...

And she doesn't even like to.

It goes straight to her head.

She wants to show me she's desperate,
that she'll destroy herself.

But she's always joyful!

She used to be.

Christ!

We began such a wonderful fling,

no problems, commitments.

It was like a vacation for us.

Your aunt won't admit
we have nothing more to share.

She invented this great love.

But she just wants someone to lean on.

Exactly like my wife.

They all want to lean on you.

On me, of all people!

I wobble all over the place.

Maybe I'm ready for solitude.

Nice, eh?

Why look at me like that?
Feel sorry for me?

I feel sorry for Auntie, I didn't know...

She's over 40 now.

But you're so pretty,

so new, fresh.

What beauty.

You tweak them every morning?

Are you crazy?
Don't be ridiculous. Get out!

Good night, Auntie.

Thank you and forgive me.

He's a poor thing too.

He also lies to himself.

He wants to think
he's sacrificing for his wife,

to justify that he's stopped writing

and he's scared of getting old.

To say it all began so well.

Like a vacation.

- Has he left?
- I think so.

Fine.

He'd better not show up again

because this affair is over.

Hello, Father Maurizio.

Exactly who I want!

For the love of... windshields!

Go away, murderer!

I'm not going back!

Uncle Gugo, it's not him,
it's another priest!

Send him away or I'll aim for his head!

It's not him!

Uncle Gugo, get inside
or I'll take you back there.

Be patient,

after fleeing the nursing home,
he goes nuts when he sees a priest.

I'll pay for the glass.

But how can I see?

Damn me
when I got into this quagmire!

- Looking for me?
- No, I have to talk to Fosca.

Is it Imma? What's she done?

- No, I have to say a few things.
- Come inside.

Now he's even made himself a slingshot!

- No one can take it from him.
- If he'd hit him in the head?

Two and a half meters.

One...

two.

- I can't take it.
- Me neither. Where could I put it?

We're selling that too?

All our old furniture?

It's so beautiful, always been there

since I was born.

Naturally, it all belonged
to your grandparents.

It's furniture for country homes.

But in the city...

In the city, a room fits in this wardrobe,
not vice versa.

- Unless Franca takes it.
- Sure.

I can just imagine her home,
if she ever has one.

- They're looking for one.
- How do you know?

I haven't had a word,
not even when she sent the proxy.

I spoke to her on the phone, I told you.

She sounded happy.

Ugly pig, assassin!

- Don't shout like that!
- Father Maurizio and Fosca?

What's the priest doing to her?

Pig, assassin, pig!

What did you do to her?

Me? Nothing.

Look.

Wait, I spit on it.

- Look.
- Isn't that your husband?

Yes, my husband, my husband's wife
and my husband's kids.

Ugly murderer, piece of shit.

- Forgive me, Father Maurizio.
- Blow off steam, vent!

This family, one here, one there,
how's it possible?

Families are formed to stay together.

I always say, with all the temptations,

you left him alone all these years!

Now it's my fault!

It's not a question of blame!
Now I'll read his letter.

"Dear Father Maurizio,

a migrant's life is a solitary one

and needs the consolation of a family.

After asking my wife to follow me,

I formed one, so I'm asking,
Reverend Father,

to help me realize..."

He wants a divorce and he'll get one,
your separation is much longer than 5 years.

- Don't make me say the word!
- I wrote we were coming.

And that ticket money wasn't necessary.

"I'll send it, I'll send it"
but he never did.

Of course he never did! But I'm going.

And when I get there,

I'll throw a hand grenade
and slaughter them.

- I'll slaughter them!
- Bombs, like peanuts!

- She'll slaughter!
- Do I let him screw me around?

- He had three kids with that whore.
- So complementary.

Yes!

If I hadn't written I was coming,
who knows all he'd have had.

Hi.

Hi, Franca!

Hi, Mom.

Hi.

Hi, what brings you here?

Hello, Father Maurizio. What's the matter?

Ugly tales! How are you?

Not too bad.

- Come, I'll see you out.
- Goodbye.

Tell the body shop I'll be by to pay.

- Thank you.
- We apologize for Uncle Gugo.

He's a real problem for us.

In an hour I'm selling everything
but he still has to be settled.

Oh, well... Goodbye, lady Elena.

You left my room free, right?

I just sent your proxy to the notary.

You didn't have to trouble yourself.

- You came alone?
- Yes.

Why didn't your husband come?

She didn't get married!

What?

- She didn't get married?
- You didn't get married?

You did right.

Why? Did I have to?

Did I tell anyone I was married?

No, I didn't marry him.

I even dumped him.

There we go!

And so, here you are,
lock, stock, and barrel.

Where should I go? I'm even pregnant.

Oh, Good Lord!

Pregnant? His?

Pregnant by an idiot.

- Anything more?
- No, not for now.

This is all we needed.

It took getting pregnant
to realize he's an idiot and dump him?

It's usually a reason to stay together.

Didn't you wait to have me and Malvina
to dump Dad?

You too, when Martina was born.

Maybe your professor
wants no complications.

Actually, he was overjoyed.

Right away, he prepared a gift
to celebrate the birth.

A collection of lullabies
from Sicily, Lucania, Calabria,

all the way to Piedmont,
Lombardy, Veneto...

Rockaby, oh, little chappy

Mama's made a skirt for pappy

Hushaby, hushaboo

All are homely but not you

Hushaby, hushabit,
the little dolly wants a tit

Hushaby, hushabakes

Oh, the patience that it takes

Hushaby, hushabakes

Oh, the patience that it takes

Fuck off all those ball-breakers!

We saw he was a dimwit way before.

You have to get pregnant
to see clearly.

Your belly inflates, your brain deflates.

We laugh,

but it's no laughing matter
knowing she'll be on her own

with a baby in arms.

What good has your husband been so far?

Not a thing, damn him!

At most you'll be like before,
why complain?

A man's to lean on, a pillar.

Was Cesare a pillar for you?

- Who's Cesare?
- What going through your mind?

Wait, who's Cesare?

A writer, very likeable,

intelligent, and also charming.

He talks only about serious,
important things, and then...

he touches there and says:

"You tweak them every morning?"

- He did that to you?
- What did he do?

"You tweak them every morning?"

- No!
- I swear!

What kind of guy did you snag?

We competed to the death for him,
his wife and I,

I said I'd kill myself,
she said she'd kill him.

Great pillar!

Look who's talking!
Yours married a kangaroo!

That's enough, with all our problems,
you're irresponsible.

We're here with no roof over our heads.

And with no supper, give me a hand!

I have a craving for pancakes.

I'll do salad and eggs in tomato sauce.

- No, we'll make a real supper.
- The last supper.

- Where's the flour?
- In the cupboard.

I'll do the pancake batter,
you do chicken on the spit.

Okay!

The kitchen at the residence
is the size of this table.

- How many rooms?
- Two plus kitchen and bathroom.

What? And the baby and me?

- Who knew?
- Now you do.

- Where do I go?
- You're good, you'll find work.

- And Imma?
- She can sleep at my house with Martina.

Just so someone watches them,
they can't go around Rome alone.

Fosca might as well do that,
we'll look for a bigger apartment.

Nardoni will need someone
to take care of this house.

When he comes, I'll ask him.

I wondered about that too.

Nardoni wants to keep the horses,
I could...

- Bring me the chickens.
- Nardoni's here!

- He says to hurry, the notary's waiting.
- He's in the chicken coop with Paride.

He's even doing a chicken inventory!

- God, look at you!
- We made our hut.

- Not in last year's place.
- In a secret place.

No more hut-making, go get changed.

Too bad, we were having so much fun!

'I' go!

I'll go.

Are they ready? Who's coming with us?

No one's coming, no need.

Bad moment, eh?

I didn't sleep either.

I'm sorry, it's like me selling it.

I've had second thoughts.

It'll be what it will,
we'll incur more debts,

I don't know what we'll do.

But I've decided
not to go through with it.

- Meaning?
- It's all off.

I'm not selling.

Are you crazy?

It's better for you too,
you were doing it for me, right?

Seriously? The notary's waiting.

I bent over backwards
to put the cash together.

I know, you were very kind.

I'm sorry.

What's behind this?

You had a better offer? Tell me the truth.

No, no offer, sorry!

You're right,
I should have realized sooner.

You really can't understand?

Lord, I gave you every chance,
it's you who wanted to sell!

- What does this resolve?
- I know, all the problems remain.

But as Nardoni says:
"In selling, you sell yourself."

Nardoni also says a few swear words.

And a few fuck-offs.

Malvina, go get the wine.

- Which?
- The new wine.

There should also be three bottles
of 1978 spumante.

We'll wring their necks!

How many chickens did you do?

I thought they were Nardoni's now,
I slaughtered them all.

- He took it hard, eh?
- Why shouldn't he?

He's right, he'd worked so much.

- He'll get over it.
- He's a good man, he'll understand.

Maybe with a little effort.

- Call Uncle Gugo.
- He already ate.

For a toast, he has to celebrate too.

- Uncle Gugo!
- With the phone!

Or he won't answer,
he put a line in here today.

Uncle Gugo?

Uncle Gugo!

Hello?

- Hello, Uncle Gugo?
- Who's this?

Urgent long-distance call
from downstairs.

- Come down immediately.
- I'm busy.

- There's a party.
- Okay, over and out.

Where's the corkscrew?

Imma, Martina, to the table.

Lolli Samuelli's here!

- Who?
- It totally slipped my mind!

I won't see her, you made me
send a telegram for today.

What will you do, escape to the roof?

We'll send one of the girls to open
and say we're not home.

Come in! You found us in this darkness.

- It wasn't easy.
- Please come in.

- Good evening.
- I believe you know everyone.

- Yes.
- Good evening.

- Hi, Malvina!
- Good evening.

Uncle Gugo, Leonardo's uncle.

- I know you by name.
- By name and deed.

Uncle!

You've already eaten, come.

C'mon!

I'm sorry to come at the moment...

At the right moment!

Fosca, set a place for the lady.

- Malvina, make room for another person.
- What a nice smell!

You're all so kind here.

Thank you.

Girls, this is for you.

Thank you!

You're so kind.

But we feel guilty,
specifically me.

Why?

I should have told you right away

but it all happened so suddenly.

- Told me?
- Not to come.

Because, for many reasons...

we've decided not to sell.

Oh, Lord!

What do I do now?

Nothing changes,
I still feel an obligation to you.

- In time...
- I'll be guarantor.

I work, we're all in the same boat.

Meantime you have the earnings
from the first harvest.

- I'll put it in writing.
- When would that be?

We sowed last week, so next summer.

But first we get the oil from the mill,
right, Mom?

- Of course!
- But I counted on it.

I had the sauna installed yesterday.

- They come tomorrow for payment.
- So stay here.

Yes!

You're safe here,
we don't even have a phone.

- Stay here.
- What about the gym?

And besides, that grumpy face...

What if he looks for me?

He won't find you.
Stay with us a while, it's nice here.

We'd all like that.

We'll sit around the table
and study our problems.

You're all very kind,
but I don't want to be a bother.

Don't worry, there's room for everyone.

It's ready!

- Come to the table!
- Sit there.

Yes, thank you.

Do we give her the yellow room
or the one over the lemon grove?

We'll show her both and she can choose.

Thank you!

I think I'd prefer the one
over the lemon grove.

It's delicious, it is black cabbage?

No, that's in winter, you'll taste how
good it is after the December frosts.

Enjoy your meal.

I'm starving since I got pregnant!

I think because I have to eat for two.

You don't mean to keep it.

Well...

Since it's...

Since it's here.

It might have been a problem before,
but now that we're staying...

Elena, what do you say?

What can I say?

- Let's hope it's a girl.
- Oh, heavens!

Uncle Gugo will make the outfits.

Right? As soon as the scarf is done.

It's not a scarf, it's a sock!

Isn't it a bit too long?

- It's not a sock for people.
- For who then?

For horses!

Poor things,
I'm making them for Christmas.