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Are you sure?

What, do you want a signed permit?

-I didn't think you'd ask me to come up.
-Me, neither.

-Wait... Everything itches!
-Hey.

What, are you allergic to girls?

Where's the bathroom?

-You're scaring me, now.
-Where's the restroom?!

Over there.

I'm sorry.

Here we are.

Thanks.

Yes. Mostly, you, now.

-Bye.
-Have a good day.

What were you doing with my daughter?

What was...?

I gave her a lift. Why?

Don't fuck with me.
She could be your daughter.

Fanti, don't start with this.
Of all people, you!

You used to sleep with your assistant.
Please.

Stay away from my daughter, all right?

For your information, your daughter
can defend herself better than you.

Good morning.
Sorry for being late, but...

...I've just got a lovely mishap. Hi.

I wanted to see you two to plan together
the second test scheduled for Dr. Fanti.

It's not my first internal commission.
Same goes with Dr. Valenti, I believe.

Uh-- No, actually no.

I know. But recently Dr. Fanti made
a few mistakes for emotional reasons.

I want to understand
if he might lose control, under pressure.

Let's say it won't be hard to get him
to flip out, if that's what you mean.

I don't think this approach is ethical.

No, no, Valenti misunderstood me.

I just want to know if Fanti is
in full control of his emotions.

That's all.

And not only that! The head nurse
told me she does half days in surgery.

Do you see? She's deciding to change
department without telling us anything.

I wonder why.

How do you go
from Internal Medicine to Surgery?

I meant, I wonder why isn't she
telling us, seeing your reaction.

How am I supposed to react?
She's our daughter. And that asshole

is taking advantage of her,
our little girl!

Manuel.

-Manuel.
-Hey.

Take it easy. Now Andrea calms down.
And he was wrong to swear, right?

Yes, hi, Manuel. Sorry, your Mom
is right. I was wrong, forgive me.

Agnese is not my Mom.

Hey. Shall we go?

How about a hug...

...before going to school?

Hey, come on, champ.

Maybe next time. Okay?

-See you.
-Yes.

-Andrea.
-Bye!

Davide.

I'm sorry.

I criticize you and can't even
communicate with a ten year old.

Maybe he just need a bit more time.

He's been with us for more than one year.

To him I am just another mother
who's abandoned him.

Zest For Life

Antonio, 20, skin rash, headache,
weakness, came to the E.R. because

of a very intense
and extensive itching all over his body.

-Now I'm a bit better, and--
-Did they tell you my son has PKU?

PKU? What is it?

Phenylketonuria.

Yes. Genetic disease,
usually diagnosed at birth.

Neo-natal screening is mandatory.

Those who suffer PKU
do not metabolize phenylalanine,

and to avoid damage to the nervous system,

they have to follow a very strict diet:
No meat, fish, eggs...

It's faster to say I can eat fruit,
veggies and gallons of yucky smoothies.

And when did the itchiness start?

Last night. I was...

He went out to dinner with some friends.
Who knows what they ate.

Nice friends!
They torched my car, too.

A vintage car restored with my hands
piece by piece.

-I told you it was an accident!
-Right.

My cigarette fell on a seat.

Still after my friends...
They are innocent.

What happened to your hand?

Ah, no. Just a hit.

About this dinner with friends...
Did you cheat on your diet, maybe?

No, I know what I risk.
It's my life, even if it sucks.

The ER record says you've been
taken here by a girl.

A girl?! You know that in your condition
you have to be very careful.

Madam, maybe it's best
if we let the doctor finish her visit.

Please.

Thanks.

It's normal, They're worried about you.

For them I should live under a glass dome.

We just want to know what happened to you.
So now you tell us everything.

And no lies.

It could have been an allergic reaction
to the cat or to the carpet.

It'd explain itching and skin rash.
Which then caused headache and weakness.

There are some values that don't add up.
Phenylalanine, phenylpyruvate...

-I think he cheated his diet.
-You asked, he said no.

He hid a girlfriend from his parents.
He doesn't seem sincere.

Stick to the facts. The hypothesis is
an allergic reaction. Let's work on that.

Shall we give him antihistamine?

No, he's already in remission.
Let's find the origin of the allergy.

Let's identify the possible allergens
and do a patch test. Shall we?

I'll tell Tedeschi something
to justify another day's hospitalization.

Okay, I'll go talk to the kid again.

Nope! You have a test, now.

Pass it, or Tedeschi remains the chief and
you wind up watching the building sites.

-Thanks for the encouragement.
-Sure.

Everything fine, Alba?

Blue dog for the test.

So Riccardo told you the story?

Blue dog.

Dr. Tedeschi, good morning.

Fanti, Giordano
and the others are tight-knit.

And you?

I've noticed
you're not fully in the group.

Actually, before the pandemic--

You don't have to justify yourself.
I know those dynamics.

It happened to me too, in the beginning.
But outside a group you grow faster.

And freer.

I need someone who's free from the usual
patterns to build a totally new one.

What would that be?

It's a special assignment.

It's the mapping of all infectious cases
in the Polyclinic archive.

It's a scheme that'll help us
prevent mistakes in the future.

And you thought of me only because
I am not part of Fanti's group?

No, Alba. I thought of you
because you are good.

Think about it...

But don't take too long.

May I bother you?

Only if it's for a patient.

Actually, it is.
I am the patient.

A few weeks ago
I started getting panic attacks.

-Is there someone who's helping you?
-That's why I'm here.

Ferrari says that I'm having these crises
because I decided to leave but...

But I can't seem to be able
to get over you.

Look...

I had the cure, Gabriel.
To leave together.

What happened then?
Oh, yeah. You refused.

Ferrari thinks that, if we were to do
therapy together, this could maybe help...

...overcome our breakup.

So I should come
so that you can dump me another time.

Maybe it could be help you, too.

Gabriel,
I don't have to overcome anything.

And I think therapy with me
would only hurt you.

It'd remind you
of everything you've thrown away.

Could you come? We need help.

No, maybe you didn't understand me.
I don't want to be hospitalized!

I have a starred restaurant to run.

Chef, take it easy!

Just shut up! If I'm here and they want
to kidnap me, it's all your fault.

I'm sure you colleague
is just worried about you.

Cracco, Ducas are my colleagues.
Maurizio is only my sous chef.

Until I fire him.

Or maybe he'll leave you.

Mr. Gualtieri had an illness. At the E.R.
they ascertained tachycardia and dyspnea.

If you manage every day 60 seats,
lunch and dinner, it's the minimum.

Blood test shows the presence
of GG antibodies. When did you get COVID?

The last wave, but I didn't even notice it
because I was too busy working.

Asymptomatic. Well... You're lucky.

No, miss. You're not awarded
three stars with luck.

Nor for staying in bed
for some vertigo.

So thank you, but if you will excuse me,
I've got to go.

Mr. Gualtieri... No, no, no!

Now you'll lie down,

we'll run some tests, so you'll return
to command your kitchen. Yes?

Come, come with me.

Dr. Fanti?

Finally. I've been waiting for two hours.

Prof. Caruso apologizes. His agenda has
changed, so your test must be postponed.

First I have to wait and then?
He postpones the test until tomorrow.

No. The test has started already.

They want to see if you keep calm or
if you lose your mind at the first mishap.

Like... A postponed appointment?

The only thing I expect
is to be judged properly.

Anyway, Caruso can't judge you alone.
Ferrari is on the commission, too...

And there's the head of surgery, Valenti.
He's got nothing against you, right?

-What did you do to him?
-Me, nothing.

But...?

-We've had an exchange of views.
-What views?

Dad.

Why did you attack Valenti?

Attack?!

So, first of all, he's the one
who nearly broke my wrist.

Sure. If you provoke him,
Edoardo defends himself.

Since when do you call him "Edoardo"?

You didn't answer my question.

I don't want him
to take advantage of you. Yes?

Advantage? Dad, what are you saying?

You two are an item.

No, Dad, we're not! But even if we were,
it's my business, so stay out of it!

I've got the feeling
you've just finished a test.

What do you think about Cecilia?

If she remains as our chief,
it's over.

Besides that, I mean, as a doctor,
what do you think about her?

She's good, that's undeniable.
You saw that with Anna and Danesh's cases.

Why are you asking me?

Excuse me.
Here are the allergy test patches.

Even the ones for the dyes?

Natural and artificial dyes.
Who do you think I am?

Thanks.

-I'll be with you in a flash.
-No, no. You go. We'll talk later.

-You sure?
-Yes.

Okay.

Come.

-Did you really doubt me?
-I always doubt you.

So...

Good morning, Dr. Tedeschi.

I wanted to tell you...
I accept your proposal.

What's that?

These squares contain a substance
that comes into contact with the skin.

After 48 hours we take them off
and see what you are allergic to.

Assuming that you are.

Could you please
take off your shirt?

Antonio, what's wrong?

-Uh... I can't... move... my arm.
-Okay.

Give me your hand.

Squeeze hard. Hard. He's got no strength.

Antonio, do you understand me?
Aphasia, paralysis...

Ischemic attack.

It could be phenylalanine but
he didn't eat any protein.

Meat... Meat... I ate some meat.

A burger with his friends. He said
he wanted to know the taste of meat.

-How is he, now?
-Better. Riccardo is checking on him.

You were right. He cheated on his diet.
And he lied.

I don't understand.

You spend a lifetime respecting the rules,

and as a fool
you destroy your nervous system?

Maybe he didn't realize that eating
a sandwich was so dangerous.

His parents always tell him
to be careful, come on.

Maybe that's the reason.
He got sick of hearing that.

We don't care
why he cheated his diet.

We have to take care of his blood.

Let's study a drug therapy that contrasts
the presence of toxic amino acids.

What about his parents?
They have the right of being informed.

I ask Tedeschi to call them.

The CT scan showed that COVID
left traces in your lungs.

Your dyspnea could be due
to a post-COVID inflammatory state.

Look this morning, I just had
some dizziness. I'm fine now.

Let us decide that.

-You're not listening to me!
-Yes, I am.

Nobody listens to me! I told you
not to take me to the hospital!

Let me see...

What about these?
What did you do?

He says a restaurant kitchen
is like a battlefield.

And the cut didn't stop bleeding.

Unless they hit each other, those bruises
have nothing to do with the restaurant.

Let's do ultrasound for the hematomas
and coagulation tests.

-Do you know the Zafferano restaurant?
-Yes, I do.

But it's my turn to take you out,
and that's too pricey.

Yes? So what do you suggest?

A canoe tour of Lake Como?

Lake Como?

Expensive hotels, elderly tourists...

Interesting patients. Fine with me.

Can you not think about business
for one afternoon?

One afternoon, alone, you and me?

I'm sorry... Antonio's parents are here.

Yes. So you'll let me know, right?

What does he have to let you know?

If he's free
for one Saturday afternoon with me.

Does it bother you?

Yes. I mean, no... I don't understand
what's gotten into all of you, today.

This morning Carolina with Valenti,
now you with Cesconi...

-Carolina with Valenti?
-Do you see that?

Well, he's hot. Are you jealous?

Yes.

I don't understand...
Dating someone you barely know...

Beside, a guy completely different
from you. Doesn't it seem risky?

Are you talking about me or Carolina?

I'm only saying to be careful.

If he finds out about the certificate
or Lorenzo, he goes straight to Tedeschi.

We're not stupid.
Neither me, nor your daughter.

Hi. How are you?

I've a splitting headache. And wait
for my folks to find out I ate a burger.

What was he thinking?!

He knows meat is poison to him.

Is this the first time Antonio
has been acting strange?

With things like the hamburger, I mean.

He's got new friends at the university,
and he's changed. It's not only the diet.

Tell them, Bernardo.

My car insurance guy called me...

They found a bottle of vodka and a lighter
in the trunk. Antonio doesn't drink.

It must have been one of his friends.
Maybe they were drunk...

-I should always be home alone, for them.
-They're afraid.

And they worry about you.

They may think that some friends
may push you to break your dietary rules.

No, they feel guilty.
That's why they don't trust me.

-They feel guilty for what?
-Do you always do what your parents say?

No.

Do they get mad?

My father does.

My folks have felt guilty
since I was born.

It's the PKU,
because they passed it on to me.

They couldn't know
what was going to happen.

What about your father?
What does he feel guilty for?

Antonio, what's wrong?

He got worse? It can't be
just because one burger.

We are constantly monitoring him.
He didn't eat any protein.

We need to talk to all of his friends.

We need to talk to the girl
who took him to the E.R.

They must tell us everything
they made him eat.

His symptoms are still
within the framework of PKU

But we've assumed
the genetic diagnosis is correct.

It sure is, even if in case
of just a mild form.

I'll ask for verification.

We can now interpret genetic data
more accurately than 20 years ago.

Anyways, that's wrong
and it only wastes our time.

Don't start another war, please.

Caro, look, I wanted to talk to you
about this morning and explain.

There is nothing to explain, dad.

You're making the same mistake
as Antonio's parents.

You don't trust me.

It's thanks to those parents that kid grew
up normal, despite a genetic disease.

And if he's sick now it is because
he stepped away from them.

Sure.

Exactly. That's the point.

How can I tell you that I'm fine?

I apologize, but... We have to be sure.

Wait, Go back.

Shoot that.

The effusion of blood
in the muscles is quite extensive.

Uncover your legs, please.

It could be a major bleeding problem.

Why lying about the bruises?

The "battlefield kitchen"
has got nothing to do with it.

I have half an idea on that,
but I have to check.

But we can exclude a post-COVID
inflammation, so stop the cortisone.

Okay.

Elisa?

Have you thought about my proposal?

There was no need to think about it.

I beg you. The drugs are the only thing
that prevents my panic attacks.

Without them can't even take a lift,
let alone go to Ethiopia.

So I should help you
to get away from me forever.

But now you're happy
with someone else, aren't you?

Right.

Will you help me?

Hey...

How's Antonio?

He's stable,
but his temperature won't drop.

-What are you doing?
-Work. A confidential assignment.

Secret mission on behalf of...?

Right, right, sure.

So, shall I wait for you,
to have a drink? I buy.

No, you go. It'll take me some time.

Hi, guys.

-Hey.
-Caro, would you like to grab a drink?

Good evening.

He still treats me like I'm a child.
Even at work.

Listen. I know you can defend yourself...

But maybe your Dad's
not wrong about Valenti.

So we can't be friends only because
of the age difference?

Well, by the way you react
you don't seem like just friends.

He's a man...

He's an elder man.

Try to be reasonable.

For once, I don't want to be reasonable.
I want to be happy.

Can't you be both at the same time?

Can you?

May I?

Yes. What are you doing here?

I was just curious to know
how surgery on the 12 went.

Alas, we had a complication.

I'm sorry.

Me, too.

Sometimes a body restarts, other times...

When I was a child
and my father would come home,

I knew it right away
when he had lost a patient.

You could tell it from his eyes.

And the first thing he'd do was to hug me.

No, I laugh because it seems to me...

...that he's remained a tad jealous.

Yeah-- No, that's...

Sorry for today. I mean,
he thought that...

-He misunderstood.
-Pure craziness.

Yeah, it's...

Uh... What about now?

Do you have someone
waiting for you at home?

Everyone lost their temper.

What do they know, out there...

What seeing a body that stops forever
or that restarts means.

Only us doctors can understand that.

Yes.

Look, it's been two hours
I've been waiting.

Dr. Caruso's got--

An unexpected event, the second in two
days. These begin to become predictable.

-Stay calm. I--
-I'm very calm, and I'm telling you

I'm going back to the ward, so when
Dr. Caruso will solve all his events,

you'll know where to find me.

Good. Have a nice day.

You're working for Tedeschi.

Administration made you
a pass for the archive,

but they couldn't find you,
so they gave it to me.

She assigned me the job.

You did say she's a good doctor, right?

If she wins, she'll throw out Doc.
She'll destroy our team.

If she wins what?

Do you hear what you say?
It's work, not a world war.

You don't understand.
She'll pit you against us.

She'll use you to figure out
what happened to Lorenzo.

I've got nothing to do with Lorenzo.
I wasn't even there.

At least Cecilia made me feel useful.

Unlike all of you
and your stupid blue dog.

I'm sorry.

-I hadn't understood that--
-As of late, you don't understand a thing.

What did you do, this time?

Tedeschi offered her a job. Alba accepted.

So?

Doc don't you even start. Now Alba
will step to the dark side of the Force.

Cecilia is not Darth Vader.
You're not Luke. I certainly am not--

You're not Yoda.

I'm serious. Don't get overwhelmed
by problems, in here.

Don't let them get in the way
of you and Alba.

Are you saying...

I should try to stay a little more
with her and less at work?

No. Do. Or do not.

-There is...
-There is no try.

So...

Who will start?

-Come on.
-We're here for Gabriel. It's up to him.

What should I say?

I don't know, maybe you can tell
how it feels to be here with Elisa.

Discomfort.

That, too?

But not for you. You were so kind
to come here. Is the doctor who...

Now it's the doctor who has dumped me.

There's no need to complain, now.

That's why we're here.
You dumped me, now you have a meltdown.

-And yet you comforted yourself quickly.
-Comforted?

Yes. In a good way.

Gabriel, I wasn't looking to be comforted.

I was looking for someone
who respected me. I found it.

A patient?

-A classic transfer.
-Fuck you!

It is clear that you still have
some unfinished business.

You're wrong.

We're done.

I apologize.

I had to see what you were going through.
I am an idiot.

That's a thing we can agree upon.

Are you going back to the ward?

No. First I have to finish my work
for Tedeschi.

Can you tell me what work that is?

I reorder data
that has never been digitized.

Alba, you're a doctor.
Not a librarian.

You can cure like this, too.

Look. For example, here you have
Antonio's newborn screening.

It's the PKU diagnosis.

Antonio's illness was discovered
before he was born.

They had had an amniocentesis.

Then why did the parents tell us
they've known it after the birth?

Because it must be a secret.
To their son, too.

Good, Patrizia. Excellent job.

Call the parents.

We never told him because we felt guilty.

Why, guilty?

We couldn't have children.
We were about to give up, when...

Suddenly, Antonio arrived.
We were on Cloud nine.

Until we were told
he had the PKU genetic flaw.

They told us it was going to be
a very difficult life.

Everyone told us it was unreasonable
to carry on with the pregnancy.

It was my last chance.

I was feeling it.
And so we decided to carry it on.

Antonio is now our whole life.

But we feel even worse because
every time he suffers from the disease,

it is as if we are making him suffer,
you see?

Perhaps explaining him your choice will
help him face all these sacrifices, no?

-I'm sorry, have you any kids?
-One daughter.

And can you always explain to her
the reasons for your choices?

How do you tell a child you feel guilty
for having brought him into the world?

How would a kid his age react?

Maybe doing something crazy.

I found it out 20 days ago.

I overheard my mom
talking to my aunt about it.

She was telling her she felt guilty.
She was crying.

The hypocrisy! She's the one
who brought me into the world.

Would you prefer the opposite?

Yes.

I mean, do you know
what it means to have PKU?

It's not just the diet
and everything else.

The amino acids you drink make you stink.

Try to be 20 when everyone
dodges you for your smell.

Not everyone, really. You were
with a girl, when you fell ill, right?

Yes, she's gone. Of course,
it looked like I had the plague.

It's better if I die. It was supposed
to be like this from the start.

Is that why you ate the burger?
To hurt yourself?

I ate it because I wanted to go against
everything my folks have imposed on me.

The diet, the rules...

And that fucking machine... I mean,
my father had fixed it piece by piece.

You had to see how happy he was
when he saw it run.

Instead...

I can't be fixed...

So he'll never look at me
with that same happiness.

Diazepam in vein, quickly.
Call Intensive Care.

Carolina, go!

-You got him?
-Yes.

The chef's coagulation tests.
All values in the norm.

We're back on square one.

Look... Earlier, in Ferrari's studio...

Gualtieri is a liar.
His restaurant has closed.

Yesterday its website was down, so
this morning I went to check for myself.

And the 60 seats,
lunch and dinner?

Even if it's closed,
I cook all day anyway.

I am preparing a new menu
to regain the third star.

So you shut it all down
for one vote on a food guide.

I've been downgraded.

Hand me my clothes. We're leaving.

No, chef.

What did you say?

I won't let you to leave.

You have to get better, first.

He's right.
In your condition we cannot discharge you.

Give us a few hours and we'll figure out
what makes you sick.

Stupidity makes me sick.
And also wasting of time.

I'm leaving like I am. You're fired.

-Mr. G--
-Move or I'll sue you for abduction!

-Sit down, calm--
-Gualtieri!

Let me go.

You might be a great chef
but you're truly an asshole.

Good evening.

Alas, the scenario is getting worse.

The only possible explanation is
that he ate something else.

A substance that, combined with PKU,
is damaging his nervous system.

It'd be helpful to talk
to the girl who took him to the E.R.

We don't know her. We found out
about her just yesterday.

-Didn't you find anything in his phone?
-It's not in his belongings.

Check if it's still at the E.R.

PKU INTENSE ITCHING
SKIN RASH

No cell phone.

What if you're wrong?

What are you talking about?

About your idea that Antonio
took other substances.

-You saw him-- He was out of his mind.
-No, he was just mad at his parents.

I get that. They've always insisted
to decide for him.

Are you talking about the patient
or about me?

Because you just seem annoyed
that I don't like your new friend.

I'm annoyed
because you don't listen to me.

You treat me as if I were 10.

Well, I don't think you've made
any very mature choices, recently.

Yes, you're right.
I made a mistake.

I made a mistake listening to you.

Always telling me
what I should or shouldn't do.

Like the day Lorenzo died.

Yes?

All right, I'm coming.

I've got to go. It's my test.

I'd like to be alone, Gab.

And I want to tell you that you're right.

I'm jealous.

And I have no right
to judge the man you're dating.

I can only say
he's much luckier than I am.

No, eh?

He's harmless, he's a friend.

The more scared they are,
the more they attack.

She's just afraid.

I wish it were that simple with humans.

Are you okay?

How did you get in?

Maurizio has still the keys.

How long have you been eating only rice?

-It must be months, to get scurvy.
-What?

I noticed it from your gums: they're
hypertrophic. And from your whims.

"Scorbutic" comes from scurvy.

A diet devoid of vitamin C
can affect your temper.

As well as risk killing you.

But COVID has done worse, to me.

It took away my taste and smell.
I couldn't taste anything.

Neither aromas nor flavors. Nothing.

Eventually,
even the food critics noticed that.

I understand closing the restaurant
to limit the damages.

But why did you eat only rice for months?

This is like a black canvas,

where I can add one color at a time.

Smell this...

So you can distinguish the taste
of rice from the one of the spices.

I'm rebuilding my palate.

I'll help you.

Not only in cooking, but also
with the cure prescribed by the doctor.

Look, please. Please!

I understand visiting hours
are over, but... Please!

At least give him this.
He left it at my place. Please...

It's his cell phone.
So at least he can call me.

-What are you doing here?
-Doc, I know. But it's an emergency.

Valentina, the lady who drove Antonio
to the hospital.

I was with him when he felt ill and I was
afraid it was my fault. The hamburger.

Did he take something else?
I don't care if you drop acid or anything.

No, Antonio is usually careful.
Because of PKU.

But this time he was so mad at his parents
that he seemed another person.

"Mad" is an understatement.

He did burn his father's car.

I knew he had taken it
for a ride in the mountains.

But yesterday I found his cell phone
with some of our photos and a video.

Fix her how! Eh?

Maybe I got it.

Ah, Fanti, you're here already. Good.
Hello.

Valenti and Ferrari are on their way,
so we can start the test.

-Alas I have an emergency, so...
-No, no, no.

The ward is in very good hands.
You have to face the commission.

I know, and I'll take that test. But now--

Now, Fanti. You'll take that test now.
Otherwise, you're out.

No. Now I'm going to save the life
of a 20-year-old kid. Yes?

So let me go through, please.

If you don't move, I'll move you myself.

Come on!

What are we looking for?

Help me turn him over. Come on.

-That.
-An insect bite.

Probably a tick.

Antonio went to the mountains,
and laid down on some brush.

PKU has nothing to do with it.
This is a bacterial infection.

Lime disease. Explain rash,
fever, ischemic attack...

I'll prepare the antibiotic therapy.
Let's hope it is not too late.

You are my rock and my bulwark.

For your name
you direct my steps.

-Who is it?
-Elisa!

-Hi.
-Relax.

I won't come in.
I just need to tell you one thing.

When you told me
you were going to Australia, right?

-Yes. Yes, I'm leaving in a few days.
-Let me finish.

When you told me
you were going to Australia...

I got really pissed.
Why do you all have to leave?

Uh-- I'm sorry--

I'm sorry, too.
But then I thought about it...

In the end, the anger is like
a fog: You can't see well in it.

I also thought, Australia is on the other
side of the planet, but...

-But Internet gets there.
-Eh, yes.

And between you and me
it's always been like that, no?

We were together in Milan, but...

With the pandemic it was as if
there was an ocean in between.

Yet that moment was...

The only happy moment of the day.

For me, too.

So who cares about time zones,
oceans, and everything else!

We can still go on talking, right?

Yes.

Good night.

If I give you this, will you forgive me?

No. I'll eat it only because I'm hungry.

-What if I throw in this, too?
-Still no.

I drink it only out of courtesy.

What if I suggest a weekend
for two at Cinque Terre?

Yes. For that, I'd forgive you.

Well, that's great.
I'll make the reservations.

All right.

By tomorrow I'll let you know
whom I'm going with.

Who'll begin, today?

-Gabriel
-Elisa.

Aren't we loquacious?

You go first.

So, Gabriel and I assisted a patient.

A chef who has lost his taste
due to COVID.

And unfortunately in an attempt
to recover it, he got worse.

Breaking up with Gabriel
was like losing my taste.

And I don't want to get sick, so...
No more anger, no more regrets.

I've lost you.

I accept that. I want to accept that
for you and for me.

Gabriel?

I don't know what to say.

Whatever you feel like.

I feel lucky to have met Elisa.

And stupid for breaking up with her.

I couldn't have done otherwise.
I had no choice, okay, but that's...

It's of little consolation.

And now there's another person
in her life.

And you'll find your taste again with him.

I'm sure of it.

Could you exchange a hug?

I'll ask for a percentage of the fee.

You'd deserve it.

Your panic attacks will pass.
And you'll no longer be needing drugs.

Am I dead?

Would you rather?

No.

Anyways, I understand you.

I used to hate myself, too, a while ago.

And I would hurt myself, too.

But then I realized that life
has always something to offer.

Please.

-Valentina!
-Hey.

-What are you doing here?
-I'm keeping an eye on you.

So you won't make anything silly, again.

She's been with us all night.
She's a sweetheart.

-I'm sorry about the car.
-No.

We're sorry we've never told you anything.

We kept on saying it was to protect you,
but in reality it was not to feel guilty.

But you are not at fault.
You've brought me into this world.

Now that I've almost left it,
I realized that I want to stay.

Even if I have to drink
amino acids all my life.

Thanks for everything.

No, it's all her doing.

Actually, she was telling me I was wrong
but I didn't want to listen.

From today it's a mistake
I'll never make again. I promise.

So you're leaving like that?
You drop everything?

I'm out.

Caruso called me up because
he wanted to tell it to me in person.

There you are. Hi.

I wanted to tell you
I managed to get rid of that thing.

-Everything's confirmed, yes?
-Yes, sure.

See you soon.

Unfortunately we've had to agree
that you're unable to be a doctor.

Much less a head physician.

Let's off it, then.

This is not only about
your quarrel with Dr. Caruso.

You had to save a patient,
it's understandable.

But you were ready to resort to violence.

It's clear you still harbor anger
over what has happened to you.

Having to judge today
your psychological framework...

Unfit for the profession.

You're right.

I'm angry.

For everything I've lost.
My wife...

My son...

Twelve years of memories...

I'll always be angry.

But, you see...

The profession, as you call it...

...is my whole life.

And for my patients,
I'm ready to do anything.

Well, there is nothing else to say.

-Evaluate the objective evidences--
-Wait a second, Caruso.

Wait a second.

So, let's say that Dr. Fanti and I
have a different idea of medicine.

For me it is not a science,
it's rather an art.

As such, one should be free to practice
it according to their own inclination.

-Sure, Valenti, but it's not the--
-Dr. Caruso...

I'm sorry, are you a doctor or a lawyer?

I'm a lawyer.

Exactly, so excuse me,
you can't understand.

I don't know, maybe Dr. Fanti
is really unstable, but I certainly

wouldn't see as inappropriate
to give him a second chance, doctor.

What do you say?

Another test would help me
to assess a more precise diagnosis.

Good.

So it's settled.

Thanks.

Yes.

I only told him you're a good doctor.
Not that you'd be a good head doctor.

Nor that you can keep
your emotions in check.

Have a nice day.

Thanks for today.

I guess it wasn't easy
to go against Caruso.

I just did what I felt I had to do.

Look, I have to go.
They're waiting for me in surgery.

So... Tonight, right?

Yes or no?

Doubts?

Should I list the first 100
I can think of?

I've got just one.

The fact that...

I work in your ward.

-Will you stay at Internal Medicine?
-And tonight I'll come over.

Go.

Names, events, characters are fictitious.
Any similarity is coincidental.

Subtitles Translated by:
Matteo Molinari