All language subtitles for Hanno.ucciso.l.uomo.ragno.S01E02.1080p.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264

"For it will be like a man
going on a journey..."

"he called his servants..."

"and delivered his goods to them."

"Come, servants, hurry! I have an
important announcement to make to you."

"I have to leave on a long journey."

"What will we do without her?"

"Do not worry, my servants, I have
a specific plan for my absence."

"The master gave a servant five talents."

"To another two, to another one."

"But only the first two
servants invested the talents."

"The third..."

"he buried him."

What time do we have to be there?

Half past twelve.

Ok, but first we have to go through

from home to change, right?

Well, stay dressed like this,
we won't be there long anyway.

Come on! You can imagine if I'm going to
stay dressed like this to come to lunch.

with all your colleagues,
I don't feel like it.

Mom, am I good?

What do you say, love?

Why did the nun make me make the tree?

Nobody saw me back there.

Oh no, love, what are you saying?
I saw you.

Except I didn't think you were a tree.
Right, Dad?

It wasn't a tree.

No, no, no, you were a palm tree, right?
A very good palm tree too.

Even the way you moved your
arms was very realistic.

Yes, yes, you were a very
realistic palm, love.

But why do you say it was a palm
tree, in my opinion it was...

"And it was at that precise moment
that Mauro swore to himself

that he would never make a
tree again in his life."

"Mauro knew very well that he was destined

to something much bigger.

Just as in the parable, he was
aware that he had received

a great talent, he just had to
figure out what to invest it in."

Giuseppe, let's do another
one with that half smile

which wasn't bad, huh?

Look, do what you did before,
like you're happy...

..but not really.

But no, no, you didn't understand,
no, with that face there

It looks like you just stepped
in some shit, come on.

It's a shame, because
this boy has something.

Yes, he misses that...

Yes, exactly, he just lacks that... Got it?

Mauro is good at school, you can see it,
he understands everything immediately.

But it's as if he's missing
something to excel.

He's just a long way from being
among the best in the class.

Repetto! Forward strike!

Do you know why I get pissed off?

Because Repetto is strong,
but damn, it's like...

..if he always missed that...
- It's like he always missed that...

That stuff there, yes.

"Mauro was always missing something.

But what?

What was it that he was missing?

Something that no one could name,

but which sounded like a condemnation.

A sentence to mediocrity.

Yet Mauro had no intention of doing so

to surrender to banality.

And even though he hadn't
figured out how to shine yet,

he would never stop
searching for his talent.

Because one thing was certain:
he would never give up."

The 883!

Max Pezzali and Mauro Repetto!

883!

Yet I still don't understand
why you condemned me

to an existence without a scooter.
I don't understand, I swear.

The only explanation is
sadism, seeing me suffer. Oh!

And it's not that I
haven't thought about it,

because otherwise it's inexplicable, mom.

Mauro, we've talked about
this a thousand times.

The scooter is dangerous, okay?

What if you crash? No way.

But mom, do you realize that I'm the
only one of my friends without one?

The only one. Then how do I go to places?

You go there like everyone else, by bus.

Or, as you see, I'll come and get you.

But can you understand how
humiliating this thing is, Mom,

for me every time? And then I anyway, mom,

I still go there on my
scooter, behind others,

often terrifying people,
unapproachable people,

late-stage toxics that...

Like, mom, now, for
example, why did we stop?

Do you remember? I'm coming to get
you, we're buying the gas stove

and we go to dinner at grandma's.

Hello, Yes, Good.

Today at only 65,000 lire a month.

Is it a wonder or not?

You can be a DJ in three
ways: with a flagship,

with a utility...

..or you can do it with a Ferrari.

The Technics 1.210 is a DJ's Ferrari.

So you are...

..I mean, are you a DJ? - No. - Ah.

- But I was a musician. - Mh-mh.

Even if more towards singer-songwriter.

Come on, I'll show you how they work.

"Suddenly everything made sense.

Mauro realized that the universe had
been created specifically for him.

in that shop, at that exact
time, he met that boy

so kind that it would lead him
towards his talent: music.

And to do so, he couldn't settle
for anything less than a Ferrari.

There was just one little problem."

Ah!

And then there's the great news:
they're on sale until September.

Mixer, cables, obviously two turntables,

2 million and 700,000 lire. Treat yourself!

"For Mauro it was a stab in the back.
That was a prohibitive figure.

Anyone would have given up,
but not him, because nothing

he could stop Mauro Repetto when
he got something into his head."

Ok.

"First of all, we had to
build an attack plan.

starting from the assets in
his possession: 340,750 lire,

or the result of two years of
gifts from all the grandparents,

plus the money earned working
part-time at Bar Lux.

Doing a quick calculation, he realized
that even if he had increased

the shifts at the bar, it would have taken
him about three years to buy the dishes.

Too long, the promotion
expired in September.

I needed an idea.

The same summer I was
burying dozens of people,

Mauro gave his all to earn the title

of the best entertainer of the
Villaggio Mare Mosso in Villasimius."

"And after two months of forced smiles,
very short nights and aperitif games,

at the end of the summer
Mauro finally had the money

to make his dream come true.

Now only one thing was missing and
the world would notice his talent."

Let's now try to solve
this simple exercise.

Limit...

..for X tending...

..to infinity...

Whose "Go Home" is it?

- Excuse me? - "Go Home",
the one that goes...

..whose is it?

But why are you asking me?

Eh, I don't know. You have
the Sex Pistols t-shirt,

all of Bruce's songs written
in marker on his backpack,

I thought you were some
kind of music expert.

Well, it doesn't matter,
don't worry, I don't...

..replace the X, inside our function,

the value of more infinity.

- Stevie Wonder. - Stevie Wonder, bravo!

And see what happens.

But what are you writing?

A list of songs.

So what's going on?

Two times infinity to the
second power equals infinity.

And why are you writing a
list of songs in Math class?

Because obviously in that of Gymnastics

I find it much more difficult.

You know how it is, if I have
to write a list of songs

and do it while I do the
exercises, how do you do it?

- You can't do that. Repetto?

Let's start making a mess right away?
Eh, that's not good enough.

No, sorry, prof, it was me.

I asked him something about his notes.

Guys, what should we do?

Do I have to split you up
on the first day of school?

- No, no, sorry, prof, sorry.
- No, no, sorry.

Oh, thanks for first with the Coppone.

No, don't worry, I asked you
something, don't worry.

That's a ladder.

No, I mean, the list of songs in the
diary is a playlist for an evening.

I am a DJ, I am a music expert.

What do you mean? What do
you mean "you're a DJ"?

Okay, listen, since you're with
Yes, can you give me a ride home?

- Home?
- Home. Look, I live right back here.

It's just that I had a problem with
my motorbike and was stranded.

Look, I really am...

Instead, look, I have an
afternoon full of puzzles

and if I'm late, everything
gets messed up when I climb.

- I'll help you.
- No. Come on, come on, come on, come on.

- Okay, I'll walk you. No, no.
- Come on, you do it.

"It may seem strange to you, but
this is where the day began.

more important than my whole life."

- What-what kind of bike do you have?
- Huh?

What bike do you have? I was
saying, the bike that broke.

Ah, the bike! The bike...

Eh, it's an important bike, it's a...

..a Harley-Davidson.

A Harley-Davidson, American steal.

- A Harley-Davidson? - A Harley-Davidson.

Sorry, but it's gorgeous! It's
practically my dream, the Harley-Da...

..but how long have you had it?

But wait, sorry, you can't drive it...

Look, there turns right.

So, Mauro, we've been on the
scooter for half an hour,

that we'll be arriving in Voghera soon.

But didn't you say you
lived behind the school?

No, in fact I live behind the school,

only that first I have
to do something that...

..it's just outside Pavia.

What the fuck does "just
outside Pavia" mean, Mauro?

But you said to me, "Take me home."

But in fact you take me home,

we just have to do this thing first.

This is a very important thing, so
let's not get hung up on it now,

turn right there, we're
almost there, come on.

Mauro, sorry, but you tricked me.
I mean, what little deviation?

We are three quarters of an hour from home.

My mother is waiting for me
for lunch, I have to study...

So, listen to me, this is the most
important day of my entire life.

So now, please, don't ruin everything.

and stay focused.

We now enter through that door,
we introduce ourselves, Max,

and we're going to kick these guys'
asses, okay? You understand?

Let's kick his ass! Come on!

But who are we kicking ass to?

HI.

In my opinion there are too few...

Hi. Mauro, I called yesterday, I
think David is waiting for me.

Uh, Mauro...?

Mauro, Mauro Repetto, the
DJ, Gozard's colleague,

Gozard the DJ, the colleague
who plays tonight, Mauro.

This is the guy who
called all day yesterday

to talk to Gozard.
- Ah Guido, sorry, this is Max,

my long-time assistant.

- No, no... Yes, yes, yes, yes.

Then, guys, you see him a
bit like this, a bit sad,

a little modest, but he knows
practically everything.

It's a kind of musical encyclopedia.

This guy, my friends,
has two balls this big.

Well, anyway, if you tell
us where Gozard is, we...

..huh? Let's get out of the way.

I just have to deliver this box

for an international collaboration
that we need to do.

Um, yeah. But shouldn't he
be doing the soundcheck?

No, look, there's no soundcheck
here, also because if Gozard

you want it here in the afternoon, you
have to pay double for it, so no.

Sure.

And where is it?

Pavia Palace Hotel.

Guess who's paying for the
room at the Palace Hotel?

Me! Anyway, guys, excuse me now, okay?

- Mauro, wait a minute. - Tell me, tell me.

- You want to be a DJ. - Yes.

- Actually, you're a DJ. - Yes.

Instead this Gozard is a very
famous DJ from New York,

but you don't know it. - No.

No, very well.

You don't know him, but you're
pretending not only to know him,

but to be his friend. -Yes. -Good.

And you've got a mixtape ready
that you want him to hear for...

..per...?

Max, I...

..see, this is a guy who
plays with the best.

I mean, people like that recognize
talent as soon as they hear it,

and when he hears it he won't be able
to do anything but open the doors to me

of international show business, right?

And I'm talking to you about New
York, Miami, Los Angeles, Max!

But then this is the
oldest story in the world:

right people who know right people

that gets you into the right places, right?

Yes.

Mhm, a bit of an extreme plan, right?

What do you mean "a little on the edge"?

Meaning what...

..maybe you could start with
slightly smaller places, right?

Where a few fewer people
go, and then slowly...

..he grows up, I mean, he
works his way up, right?

Max, mediocre people do
their apprenticeship.

The cool ones are first in the rankings
and the mediocre ones do the hard work.

And then you seem like a smart guy, don't
you? Someone who's got that extra gear.

Then you get fixated on these
things that I don't understand.

- Turn this thing on and we're going.
- No! Yes, no, where are we going?

At the Hotel Palace in Pavia, Max.

No, no, no, no, no, Mauro, I... I don't
know how to tell you anymore, Mauro.

Damn, my mom will be pissed
off as hell already!

You'll understand, he fails and on the first
day of school he disappears at the exit!

I have to go back for lunch, that's it!

But what is this thing you
always think about eating?

But I take you to make history, damn
it, and you tell me about your mother,

to eat! But I don't know.
I'll light it now.

No, no, no, no. Then, I'll
touch that, please, eh!

You're boycotting me!

"Ti boicotto"!

Oh! Go.

Good morning.

Listen, I have an appointment
with David Gozard, the DJ.

You're staying here, right?

Sorry, we cannot provide

the identity of our customers.

But, as I told you, I have
an urgent work appointment.

with him because I have to
deliver this cassette to him

for a collaboration.

If you want, you can leave it with me.

And of course, I'm now
handing over a month's work,

the most precious thing in my whole life,

to her who is a perfect stranger.

Come on, tell me your room number,
it's late, I don't have time.

It's 2pm and my assistant has to have lunch

because otherwise he'll start to go crazy.

Max, tell him too, you're going crazy now.

Now we...

..ok, we're going.

It's him.

At that time...

..here, you have my life in your hands.

Please, be kind but also convincing.

My contacts are written inside the box. Go!

Come on, let's go.

What, what? I thought we agreed.

You go and introduce yourself, you say: "I'm the
assistant" and you explain everything to him.

and you give him the mixtape. What is it?

Why the fuck should I go?
Sorry, it's yours.

Because if I go and be a groupie
I'll look like a loser.

- But don't...
- Come on, listen, fuck you, I'll go.

You're the usual coward! Eh! Eh!

- What do you mean?
- No, but it went very well.

You should have seen him, he's very kind, but
then you can see that he's a man of the world,

accustomed to interacting
with other artists.

Did you give him the mixtape?

Eh, no, no, Max, it seemed too
premature to me, in the end no.

Oh, so what?

And so no, nothing, everything is fine.

He says he's listening to it
tonight, he invited us to his place.

But really, he's very kind, too kind.

Then there is only one question to
be resolved, which in my opinion

it's bullshit: the cocaine issue.

- Of...? - Of coke.

Eh, Gozard wants coke. Eh,
what do you have to do?

- What do you mean?
- Coke, Max. Coke, cocaine, coconut.

What the fuck do you call it?
Come on, come on!

Then, at least I think, I think
that, because he spoke English

also quite complicated. I don't
understand it very well,

next time you go. Huh? Oh, last thing!

I think he might have
mistaken me for someone else,

but you know what I tell you, Max?
Better this way, much better this way.

Come on, are you pissing me off the
whole time you were supposed to eat?

Let's go eat, Max, come on!

B-but where?

Mmm.

But madam, I have never
encountered such softness,

but this is a restaurant dish.

It's really something... Then
this green sauce, but what is it?

A masterpiece!

Eh, Mauro, do you want some more?

Madam, look, at this point absolutely yes,

but if I can use the phone
to warn my mother first

that I spend the afternoon with Massimo.

- Sure. It's here in the hall.
- Thank you very much. Ah!

Thanks again for the last minute invite.

Of course not, Mauro!

I like this new friend of yours, huh.

Polite, well-mannered.
Not like last year's.

No, okay, this place is really cool.

No, I settled there this summer because...

..my spaces, right?

- I wanted my space. - What about this?

No, not that one. I mean, it's not...
it's not mine.

It's from the brother of a friend of
mine who lent it to me for something...

What?

Nothing, one thing that by the way...
Forget it.

Rather, I wanted to tell you,
even if I didn't understand well

how much do you actually do it,
but this DJ thing is cool.

No, yes, thanks, I've been
working my ass off all summer

to buy me the dishes.

- Uh, no, I guess. - Yes, yes, yes.

Listen, I made a round of phone
calls and it seems that heroin

it's not a problem, but
that was pretty specific.

I mean, from what I know of English,

"cocaine" can't be anything
else, so who came to mind?

Franco, my former coach at Athletic Pavia,

a crazy guy, always super nervous.
- But Mauro, when?

Like when? First, from my sedan phone.

Didn't I tell you I had
this installed on the BMW?

Max, when did I make these phone calls?
What kind of question is that?

And did you call the drug
dealers from my phone?

Yes, but they are heroin dealers,
they are no good, we need coke.

Sorry, but what if these people track me?
Do they trace my number?

And the Madonna! Who are they?
Lieutenant Colombo? Come on, Max, then.

Anyway, nothing, Franco says he
doesn't do these things anymore

because now he has children. But anyway
it's something that hurts, he says,

and so nothing. But he said
that if we really have to,

we can find something at the small
park of Saints Cosmas and Damian.

Cosma and Damiano? Mauro, no,
he's ten kilometers from here!

That's right, which is why we
need to get started right away.

No! But don't you have another friend
who can accompany you? Someone else?

Max, but do you have another friend who
can help you while away the afternoon?

as beautiful as this?

No! Come on, let's go, let's
not waste time, come on.

Come on, what are you doing
with that crazy guitar?

- Mhm? - "Gianna".

"Gianna"?

Yes, the song.

I had it in my head to make this
somewhat particular cover...

..an experimental thing, but it wasn't...

Max, you know that with me there's
no need to talk bullshit, right?

No...

I mean, come on, I wanted to tell you that
I, one, first, will spot you right away.

Two, because friends don't talk bullshit.

- Okay, "friends", Mauro.
- Yeah, come on. - No, yeah.

Mauro, I think it's going
to be a flood here.

I mean, we should go back... go back.

No, oh! I mean, you always see
the negative side of things.

- "The downside," he thunders. - Come on!

But then you know what they say?

"When there is thunder in the sky..."

"it's not necessarily going to rain."

What the fuck kind of
proverb is that, Mauro?

A very famous proverb. It says that
when it thunders it never rains.

Mauro, there's no one here.

Please, let's go home.

What do you mean, "let's go home"?

What "in what sense"? Mauro, we
are in the rain, it's pouring.

- Okay, I get it.
- Even if there were drug dealers

to Santi Cosma and Damiano, they
are definitely at home now.

They'll sell tomorrow, come on.

Let's go home.

Wait. Ma'am? Good morning, how are you?

Are you from Santi Cosma?
Are you from this area?

Yes, why?

No, because you see, my friend
here and I were a little worried

because we were told that there are
some unsavory people around here.

What do you want me to tell you?
It's full of kids

who deface the walls with graffiti.

Not to mention drug dealers.

Oh, those too!

Exactly, right, but where are
the drug dealers, for example?

Excuse me?

No, I mean, drug dealers,
who are a shameful thing,

a terrible thing. I see,
madam, that you are worried

at least as much as me, as much as we.

But when it rains, where
are the drug dealers?

Look, what do you want me to know?

I think you're a little crazy.
Excuse me, eh, excuse me.

Okay, ma'am, come on, come on!
Okay, I mean, oh!

- This one doesn't understand shit, Max.
- Oh well.

Now all we have to do is
comb this little village,

street by street, and I would say
to start from the main artery

and then we'll figure out how to do it, eh?
- Mauro, no, that's enough now.

There are no cocaine dealers
in this little town.

But then can you explain to
me what the plan would be?

I mean, I bring you the drugs,
you listen to my mixtape?

I mean, it doesn't seem like such a strange
thing to me, one hand washes the other.

- But suppose we find these drug dealers.
- Eh.

How do we pay for these drugs?

Eh!

Come on, let's go.

But do you always do this?

- What? - Are you giving up right now?

One who gives up.

This?

But no.

But then what do you know?
I mean, you don't know.

How do you know? I don't know you.
Who the fuck are you?

Massimo! Help me download the Fiorino

before it rains again!

Dad, but I took a shower
now, but tell me first!

No, not now. I have to...

..do a lot of things, dad, I have to study.

Massimo, hurry up, come down!

Mom told me that a new friend
of yours came to lunch today.

Okay, "friend"... Acquaintance.
Bordering on the unknown.

We are classmates.

Well done, I'm happy, but that's why
we signed you up for Taramelli.

New friends, fresh air.

Yes, yes, in the meantime I
wasted a day walking around.

You know those stubborn people?

Then the insistence, my
God, you have no idea.

That is, he had it in his head to find...

..one thing...

..and he didn't give up,
eh, he never gave up.

Put this back there.

It's valerian, the herbalist
ordered it for me.

They make us pills for insomnia.

What are they doing to us?

Insomnia pills give us a
substance that makes us sleep.

- Ready? - Mauro?

I had a brilliant idea for that thing.

Are we really sure that he
really wanted that thing?

Or maybe he wanted the
effect that thing has?

Because if that's the effect
you want, then there's a way.

much easier to make him happy
and then give him your mixtape.

Do you have a flashlight?

Max, you swear to me that
this thing we're doing

make sense, yes? No, because I
assure you that from the outside

it's really strange, but I like it, eh.

I like these things, but
it's strange, it's strange.

Mauro, the encyclopedia
says that many populations

Latin American people lick the
backs of toads to get high.

Now we take one and bring it to Gozard.

Max, but are you at least sure
there are toads here, yes?

Listen, I've seen them a few times,

then I can't tell you if they are
sedentary animals or if they migrate...

Give me the carrier. Shh.

I swear, when I thought of it,
it seemed like a good idea.

Look, sorry about today.

For... for dragging you
around, for everything.

Don't mention it.

- Don't worry. - No, but I'm serious.

I say that...

..if I really had talent, right?

By now I would already be someone.

And instead not...

Okay, look, I understand you, eh.

I mean, me too...

..well, you know how much
I love music, right?

And... and nothing, I tried.

I mean, I tried to write a short
song, I mean, very short,

half a song actually.

But it was a disaster.

But fuck, you wrote a song and
you didn't let me hear it?

I'm your classmate, sorry.

I understand, Mauro, we've
been classmates for a day.

But where do you have it?

- In the Walkman, in the backpack.
- And let me hear it, sorry.

- No, no. - But excuse me, don't
tell me it's in the backpack,

because otherwise I want to hear it.
- I'd rather not.

And I prefer so.

But I'm ashamed, Mauro, you really
make me feel uncomfortable.

- I'd rather not.
- Come on, you can't be ashamed with me.

Come on, Mauro.

- Max. - Eh?

It's shit.

But this song is beautiful,
but how did you do it?

- Come on! - I swear, it's beautiful!

How did you do it?

Nothing, do you remember the
guitar I have in the basement?

Eh, I don't know how to play that
one, but I sampled some sounds...

No, no, I'm not saying literally,
I'm saying: "How did you do it?",

as in "Where did you get that from?"

It came naturally to me. I don't...

And after this song, don't
you want to make any more?

I don't think so, but I also
feel a little ridiculous.

But why ridiculous?

But why? How many people like us do
you know who have become singers?

Well, like us...

..no, actually not like us, no one, but...

Listen, it's 2:00.

Gozard's evening may be over,
we have school tomorrow,

I would go home.

Sorry for this idea that actually

it was a bit absurd, but... - No!

..it's also your fault because
you're such an over the top person

what are you taking me to do...

Pass me the carrier, the carrier.

Let's face the wind.

But what against the wind? It's not the puma
hunt that we're going against the wind!

He must be surrounded. Go, get behind him.

Get behind him!

- And how do I get behind it?
There's the river. - So?

And I dive into the river at night?
It's dangerous!

But what is "dangerous"? It's not
the Mekong where piranhas live.

Go behind him, go into the water!

Oh!

What the fuck am I supposed to do here?
I'm freezing to death.

I got it.

I got it!

I got it!

And what the fuck did you make
me come into the water for?

It was so simple, you
did it all by yourself.

Come on, Ciccio, let us pass,
Gozard is waiting for us.

I think he didn't understand you.

Listen, we have an appointment with the DJ,

by the way, incredibly late, come on.

Hey, dwarves, one and
two, the evening is over

and people are going out, so nothing.

I mean, you don't
understand what I'm saying.

I have an important appointment
with the DJ in there.

Excuse me. Hi, I'm Max, your assistant.

Do you know who he is?

Did you know that Gozard
specifically asked to play with him?

You're wasting a lot of our time.

Do you know what Gozard is
like when he gets pissed off?

Because I do, and when
he takes it out on you,

because if he takes it out
on you, I'll be there.

Wait, look, what the fuck do I care?

I'm leaving in 10 minutes.

Do you have a cigarette?

Go! Go! Go.

Nothing.

It's incredible, he's
finished, that asshole.

What now?

What now?

And now we find him in the dressing room.

- In the dressing room? - He must have
a dressing room. - He must have one.

- An office. - Sure.

A fucking backstage.

- Come on Mauro, come on, smash everything!
- Come on, come on!

You've got the toad,
you've got the mixtape.

- Yes. - Play it for him on the Walkman.

Now you go there, make him have
the best night of his life

and you're on a plane with him tomorrow,
headed to New York! - Yeah, come on.

- Go! - Come on, come on, come on.

Go! Go!

Listen, I thought, isn't it a
little strange to go there?

with a toad to lick, Max?

I mean, is that weird now?

It's strange, it's strange.

All this mess, is it weird now?

- It's strange, Max, it's strange.
- Mauro, look, I'll do it. Mauro.

Oh.

Hey, David.

- Eh, no! - No.

- Go, give him the mixtape
before he gets nervous. - Yeah.

Or.

"At that moment, Mauro
realized that in front of him

there were only two possible scenarios.

Scenario one."

"Probability less than 0.1%."

"Or, scenario two."

"Probability around 99.9%.

And Mauro already knew it. So he decided
to create the third scenario himself,

making the single most important
decision of his life."

But why don't we let him hear your song?

"And mine."

No, what the fuck does my song
have to do with it, Mauro? No, no.

Yeah, Max, but who cares
about my mixtape, of course!

Max, there is nothing sadder in
the world than wasted talent.

Trust me.

David, pardon?

Uhm, David...

Now he laughs, but he listens to her.
Now he listens to her.

- Yes. - No. - Yes.

Big.

"That was the longest minute
and 20 seconds ever."

Yes!

Oh, you see? "Interesting",
that's interesting, you know?

- Yes! - Thank you.

- Yes! - Yes.

Fuck off! He said she's
beautiful, Max, you hear?

Because if I tell you, you don't believe
it, he tells you and you believe it?

- No! - Yes!

Yes?

Yes.

But maybe we should have
licked it ourselves.

Well, it's an experience
worth telling anyway.

Better not.

I mean, the encyclopedia
even said that it caused...

..cardiac arrests and
people in the hospital.

Well, great.

No, I mean, that's great
that you're telling me now.

Like we were killing him, Gozard.

- Indeed. - Indeed.

- See you at school soon. - Yes. - Yes.

What do we have today?

Hmm...

..the Coppone.

This fucking Coppone again?

How many hours of Math do we do?

Max, I had a lot of fun today.

- Oh, me too. Yes.

All right.

- Come on, I'll see you at school soon.
- Yes, yes, see you soon.

"And suddenly Mauro finally understood.

That's what that thing
was that he was missing.

That thing that no one had
been able to identify.

That thing...

..it was really me."

bother?

Paulines?

Pezzali?

Present.

Repetto?

Pezzali, any news about your classmate?

Mhm...

..no.

Mom, I'm back.

Massimo, there's that new
friend of yours in the tavern.

Oh, what have you done?

Coppone got pissed off...

But is it the new 707?

The computer and the sampler, how
the fuck did you find this stuff?

How did you pay for this stuff?

HI.

- Do I have time for the refund? - Sure.

It hasn't even been a month. Are you sure?

Yes, yes, absolutely. Nowadays,
deejaying is a thing of the past,

but then, he plays other
people's music, not...

You have something for
those who love music...

..I mean, does he really want to do it?

I'll show you something
that just arrived, come on.

Mauro, in my opinion Gozard was right.

Maybe we should play together.

Max, but why do you think I bought
equipment worth two and a half million?

- Of course we have to play together!
- Yeah, but, well...

Let's assemble this thing, I tried,
it's like impossible, come on.

No, it's not impossible...

Mauro...

..did I ever tell you that
you are my best friend?

The Festivalbar 1993, the thirtieth
anniversary Festivalbar.

There, they won: the 883!