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Maybe we should stay here a bit longer
and try again.

No. You don't know my daughter.

-She's extremely stubborn.
-She loves you.

She has only to understand we're not
two hotheads with a crush.

Actually, I got a crush on you. Indeed.

There are no hopes with Giulia.

I wound up in way too many messes,
in my life.

I can't right now. I'll call you back.

Who knows? Maybe...

On our Silver Anniversary,
she'll think we're serious.

Look, let's go back home.

We'll get married,
and we think no more.

Eh?

Sergio, what's wrong?

Who are you?

What do you mean? I'm Eleonora.
Sergio, can't you recognize me?

Who is Sergio?

-Are you busy, tonight?
-It depends.

In a few days I have the last test
for chief physician,

and they could be asking me anything.

I'd need some help to go over everything.

Ask an intern.
They're more up-to-date.

I'd need someone who's not in awe.

Rick?

Welcome back.

I wasn't dead.

You've been away two days without notice
and never answered your phone.

It's what you do, to disconnect.

Or did you forget this, too?

-I thought about what you told me the--
-Look.

I don't give a damn. Okay?

-You say that, but it's not true. It's--
-Nope.

I don't give a damn of any damns.

You, Lorenzo,

this fucking ward...

Is that clear?

Doc? Giulia might be needing you.

Her mother's partner has been admitted.

No, he was fine.

Then, suddenly, it was...
As if he shut off.

He doesn't remember anything,
he can't recognize anyone...

Did they find anything at the E.R.?

Nothing odd. Regular temperature,
perfect blood pressure...

Sergio. I'm Giulia.
Do you remember me?

Are you a doctor?

Yes. And now we're in a hospital.

Why? Is someone sick?

We're all here for you.
Now you're only a bit confused,

but we'll figure out why,
and you'll feel better. Okay?

It's up to Al.

He's the one who decide.
About everything.

Who's this Al guy?

I wouldn't know.

-Is Sergio taking any drugs?
-No.

You didn't relive the good old times,
by any chance?

It wouldn't be his first relapse.
Maybe this Al is a pusher.

There's no tachycardia
or abuse of psychotic substances symptoms.

The patient is accustomed
to several substances,

so the effects would be masked.
We need a tox screen.

It's a legitimate hypothesis.

Maybe your partner had a relapse
but didn't tell you anything.

No. Do whatever you want, but Sergio
and I are clean and you're wasting time.

We'll talk after we receive
the test results.

Nameless

Giulia... Giulia.

If you want, I can take this patient.

-Why, now?
-Well...

It's not that easy if you're too involved.

The patient is just a guy
who dates my mother.

I'm not involved whatsoever.

Fine. As you wish. But be aware
that if you need help, I'm here.

Think about your cases,
and stop hassling me.

You can ask Damiano.

No, there's no need.

Ask what?

We must update the archived folders,
and it's simpler if two people do it.

But Alba and Carolina are busy,
and we can't find Riccardo.

I can do it by myself.

If you need me, this afternoon
I'll be available.

All right. Before then, I can't anyway.

You're welcome.

Now, be careful with her.

What do you mean?

She used to do the update with Gabriel.

A bit of change will help her.

So, be kind but not too much,

because if you take advantage
of her, I'll break your legs.

Excuse me...

I'm looking for Dr. Riccardo Bonvegna.

Here you are.
Why don't you answer the phone?

I'm on my break.

Today you haven't even started.

I've started from my break.

What's wrong?

You vanish for two days,
you hide up here...

I don't feel like it.

Anyways, I came here to tell you
there's a patient for you.

Good. Thanks.
Give her to someone else.

Okay. Too bad because she
specifically asked about you.

Finally. Here's the famous
Dr. Bonvegna.

What's the "famous" for?

The patient didn't want to begin
unless you were here.

-Arianna.
-Riccardo.

What can I do for you?

Well... It's been years I have pain
in my sides, on the back and the knees.

Oftentimes, I have horrible migraines.

A lot of doctors have visited me.
Every possible test.

Here are the results.

Nobody can tell me what's wrong with me.

Why do you think
I can do better than them?

Well, I--

I follow you on Internet.

There.

The first time was when you've shared...

...a video, where you were dancing.
During COVID.

Ever since, I read everything you post.

You're... Different.

To you, the most important thing
is the patient.

And you won't quit
until you've fixed them.

A few days back I came of age.

So the pediatric clinic
cannot assist me anymore.

Coming to see you has been
my first adult decision.

Listen...

My wife and I have humored Arianna.

But please, do not beguile her.

What do you mean?

We've done this too many times.

A doctor visits her, tells us he's figured
it all out and then it comes out

he made a mistake.

It's been devastating disappointments,
mostly for Arianna.

What do you expect from us?

Keep her here one night, run some tests,
and tell her her pain has no explanation.

We've accepted it already.

Had Arianna accepted it, too,
she wouldn't be here.

-Let them try. We won't know if--
-We spoke of it already.

Please...

Help us convince our daughter
her illness...

...has no name. Nor cure.

Are we kidding?

So, let's run again all the tests
and see if we find out something.

We'll get these very same results.

Arianna has grown up.
Maybe her clinical picture has changed.

-We're wasting time.
-You can't give up like this!

Arianna has come here because of you.

She's wrong.

Fine. Fine. One step at a time.

Let's see what tests she's got
that are recent.

-And let's redo the oldest ones.
-Fine.

-That's not what the parents asked.
-Arianna did, though.

If we don't find anything, we confirm
the parents' idea, and everyone's happy.

Keep me posted.

I could talk about it to Tedeschi.

Come in.

Here you are. Come on in.

Thanks for coming over.

No worries.

What's happening?

The lawyers are preparing the cause
the hospital will sustain.

They found out an anomaly
in Lazzarini's SUT.

What anomaly?

Apparently...

...the case was first Julia's...

...then Andrea...

...but ultimately, you signed the SUT.

Odd, isn't it?

During the emergency
there was a lot of confusion.

We couldn't follow the procedures.
We had to improvise.

That's what I said, too.

But the lawyers said there are no other
similar cases, in that time period.

You're catching me unprepared. It's been
a while ago, I don't remember it well.

And I think they're not pleasant memories.

No.

Agnese, I need you to make an effort.

For your sake, as it's your signature.
And for the whole ward's sake.

Think about it.

So?

Get in. I'll tell you
while we go down.

Cecilia pointed that Lorenzo's SUT
has a lot of writers.

That's not irregular.

No. But it's odd.

I'm afraid that, digging,
she'll find out--

-How? That's impossible.
-You know her.

She won't quit.

We must convince Carolina to tell
everything to the inspectors.

I told her the responsibility was mine,
but she refused.

We can't say half-truths anymore.

She must say how things happened.

Everyone will hate her.
She won't be able to stay here.

Better that, than hating herself.

Do you think it's by happenstance
she got a relapse with bulimia?

I'll talk to her.

Let's stay close to her.

Are you fine?

I've got a patient
with a nameless disease.

I must wait 24 hours and then tell her
she's got a nameless disease.

In Room 16?
Alba is running some tests on her.

-They're pointless.
-We still have to try.

We have to?

Yes.

Till what point
we have to die in here, too?

I knew I shouldn't have told you
about Lorenzo.

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault.
It's your father's fault.

Maybe it's not his, either.
It's...

Medicine that's
a desperate endeavor.

No, it's not.

If we've got doctors like you.

What do I've got that's so special?
Am I missing a leg?

You know what pain is.

That's why you didn't crack
during COVID.

Without you, I wouldn't be here.

-I'm sorry.
-Yes.

I let you go back to your work.

I'll go waste my time somewhere else.

Have you taken a look at the UDNI archive?

What's that?

It's the registry of patients
with unnamed diseases.

Symptoms, tests...

-Maybe it can help you with your patient.
-Thanks.

Sergio is clean. He did not take
any psychotropic substances.

He hasn't taken it recently,
but his amnesia could be caused

by a brain pathology caused
by substances taken in the past.

Are you looking for a cure or for
proofs of your prejudices?

It's not my fault if he's a junkie.

If this is a problem, maybe...
I should go to another hospital.

No, I assure your partner will have
our total attention.

Now it's better if you step out.

All right, but...

Let me know.

Thanks.

The pathology due to substances taken
in the past is the most valid hypothesis.

I'd do an MRI.

Carolina will take care of it.
You won't follow this case anymore.

I beg your pardon?

You may go, Giulia.

Wait a second.

Giulia knows Sergio better than any of us.
She may help us to understand.

Understand what?

Who is this Al guy.
He talks about him constantly.

That's the delirium
of a confused and amnesic man. Andrea!

I've been both confused and amnesic.
Actually, I still am. And...

I suggest to not underestimate
what we say.

Ask for an MRI tomorrow morning.

-Me?
-Yes, Carolina. You.

I take care of blood culture
in case it's an infection.

And you try to figure out
who this Al is.

Mom.

Sit down.

-Should I be worried?
-No.

-Hm.
-Maybe yes.

I don't know.

Now I'm worried.

It's possible that Cecilia will find out
what has happened to Lorenzo.

That's why I think it'd be better
if you say everything now.

Mom, it's not the time!

Why not?

Because now Giulia is stressed.

Because of her mother, her partner...

It's not right to tell her now
how Lorenzo has died.

I see.

But... Any minute now Cecilia
could find out the truth.

Mom, you worry too much.

Now Dad will be head physician again,

and we close this story.

Caro, listen:
We spoke about this already...

Do you really want
to carry this secret with you?

It can damage you.

Maybe it's already doing it.

Listen, Mom:

I manage. Don't you worry.

Cecilia can't find anything.

Come on.

I spoke with Dr. Tiberi.

Lazzarini's SUT has been written
by many people due to the emergency.

A vague justification,
don't you think?

Maybe.

But reasonable.

I'm afraid you're underestimating
how serious this situation is, doctor.

If Fanti is involved in something wrong,
you will be dragged down, too.

I've got nothing to do
with that SUT.

-I didn't know anything about.
-Now you do.

And you're the chief of that ward.

If there was a wrongdoing,
would you leave it buried?

I don't know.

If I were you, I'd lose sleep over it.

I'd examine all the documents
of that day

as well as per diem,
material cards,

tank registers, death certificates--
Everything, doctor.

Everything.

But I'm not in your shoes.

Therefore...

Do as you wish.

All Arianna's tests confirmed
the results of the previous ones.

Perfect.

Spare me the irony, okay?

You're right. But now that girl will
continue to suffer without knowing why.

Uh?

No, no, it wasn't irony.

If all the previous tests are confirmed,
then my hypothesis holds up.

-What hypothesis?
-Do you know what UDNI is?

The registry of patients
with unnamed diseases.

How come I was the only one
who didn't know it?

Never mind.
So, I've combed it,

and I found out other patients
with symptoms similar to Arianna's.

-This won't explain the cause.
-No, not yet.

But comparing what they have
in common, I realized

that it could be
psoriatic spondyloarthritis.

It could explain a lot of the symptoms
and

I verified.

Nobody thought about that before.

If that were the case the MRIs would have
detected inflammatory lesions

-in the vertebral corners.
-Not necessarily.

Maybe they weren't
sophisticated enough,

or the inflammation
was still in its infancy.

So what would you do?

A three tesla MRI,
the most powerful we have.

Luckily we just had to do routine exams.

If my hypothesis is confirmed,
Arianna will be able to have a cure!

Uh... I apologize. It was
a professional hug.

On the worksite.
Among colleagues.

Yeah, sure.

-We must alert Cesconi.
-Yes, right away. I go.

A three tesla MRI?

Yes. I realize it's an odd thing,
but Arianna has never been--

Fine. Go ahead and keep me posted.

Thanks.

I'm all yours.

Here is the list of past reports:

One of us reads the names,
and gradually prints them.

The other checks on the patient files
where the corresponding folders are:

Here or already in the archive.

And of course we'll have to put them back
in their places.

Is it clear?

Yes. It sounds easy, but long.

I'll order dinner. My treat.

-Not at all.
-Too cute? So, half and half?

Damiano, we won't dine here, tonight.

I've got stuff to do,
and we may finish this tomorrow.

All right. As you wish.

Let's take a look...

Did Teresa give you instructions?

Teresa? Instructions?

-No. Absolutely not.
-No.

Okay...

Okay.

Don't tell her I told you
or she'll break my legs.

-I'm quoting her.
-Okay.

She'd like to... protect you.

From everything that reminds you
of Gabriel.

-But I don't think you need it, right?
-No. Absolutely not.

Precisely.

Let's begin.

Yes...

No, actually that's my job.
Gabriel, on the other hand...

Gabriel isn't here.

So... It's perfect to switch, right?

Colella Renato.

Colella... Renato.

Folder in the archive.

"The planet was in synchronous
rotation related to the star...

and the movement that--"

Hi. Who are you?

Andrea. How do you feel?

Very well. Why?

Uh... I was reading him a sci-fi book,
which was his passion...

I was hoping that would help him remember.

That's a wonderful idea.

I'm glad you feel better.

And Al? How is he?

-Who told you about Al?
-You did.

No, I don't want to talk about him.

Don't you worry. What you say here,
will stay here.

No, no-- You don't get it.
Al controls everything!

N-- You can't say it.
You can't say it!

Why can't we talk about Al?
Does he hurt you?

Shut up! You don't have to talk about Al!
You mustn't! You mustn't! No!

No! No! No. No.

I promise you, we won't talk
about him. Relax.

Sergio, honey?

Hey. Come on...

What if Al were an educator
at the rehab center? Maybe...

A violent guy, who hit him.

Trauma slowly creeps out.

Don't get distracted. The hypophysis.
Parts and connections.

Front and rear, connected to the
hypothalamus by a stem of blood vessels

and nerve fibers.

Maybe it's the father!
Don't you remember his name? Al...?

Alberto? Alvise? Al...

Maybe something painful has happened,

and Sergio's brain defended itself
with amnesia.

Kidney.

Capsule. Lobes.

Divided into cortical and medullary parts,
and these in pyramid and rays.

From here, papilla, chalice and basin.

Al...

What if it's a psychiatric drug?

Haloperidol.

It could be a psychiatric drug.
Haloperidol.

Perhaps Sergio is schizophrenic
and hasn't told anyone.

Haloperidol can cause confusion,
can it?

Look, Haloperidol... Would you quit that?

-We're here to study, Andrea.
-You're right. Sorry. Go. Shoot.

I'm sorry... Sergio is asleep,

so I'll go.

Why don't you stay here
for dinner?

That bowl, the poke...
Nobody has touched it.

Better not. You're working.

We're working on Sergio.

And your help could be useful to us.

Andrea, what the hell?
We're studying for your test.

We always work like this.
We argue, mainly.

Yes, I know.
Too bad it's over, between you two.

Mom!

Your brother told me!
What, is it a secret?

-No.
-Yes.

Really, don't you worry.

Alas, I don't have to many memories.

That's why I know what's worth
spending time with others.

One flash, and it's over.

All right, I'd say you know everything.
See you tomorrow. Bye.

How can you tolerate her?

I figured out that getting angry
is how she shows affection.

Not with me.

-How is it going?
-Tomorrow we'll do the three tesla MRI.

-Then we'll see.
-Good.

I was talking about Riccardo.

I tried to talk to him,
this morning, but...

It's been pointless.

Give him time. It's not easy.

He just learned about Lorenzo.

Speaking of which...

Yes. I've spoken with Mom already.

Not to worry.
Let's leave everything as is.

As you prefer.
But it's important for you to know that...

We're here for you. Both of us.

I know.

You always say it.

Here I am.

-Where do you want them?
-Leave them there. Thanks, Teresa.

Okay. The whole COVID period is here.

SUT, per diem, supplies of devices,
tank registers,

material cards,
death and discharge certificates.

-Need anything else?
-No, thanks.

Then I'll go.

What's wrong?

Is this it?

-It's an MRI. I did it a bunch of times.
-No, Missy.

This is a three tesla.

It's got a denser magnetic field. We can
see things the others have not seen.

What are you looking for?

It's too soon to say.

I wouldn't be here if you
didn't already have an idea.

She's smart.

Let's do this:

First, you do the test.

-Then I'll tell you.
-See? You've got one!

Do tell.

No.

Please? Please? Please? Please? Please?

I'll say it once. It's a big word,
I won't repeat it.

-Ready?
-Like I've never been.

Psoriatic spondyloarthritis.

What's that?

It's inflammatory arthritis.
It could explain your symptoms.

But... Is there a cure?

Yes. There are antirheumatic drugs
and biological agents.

And the medicine progresses every day.

Thank you!

I knew you wouldn't have let me down.

-Shall we go?
-We shall.

Away!

Okay, Sergio. We're about to start.

You must try to stay
as still as possible, okay?

Nod if you heard me.

Good.

Do you see anything?

Look at there. Can you see that?

-What are those, to you?
-Viral encephalitis?

No. His blood culture is clean.

It could be lupus, but he has
neither joint pain nor rash...

Then only one thing remains.

It's called paraneoplastic syndrome.

It's a morphological-functional alteration
a tumor causes at a distance

from the site of primary development
or of the metastases.

I didn't understand.

Sergio's got a tumor.

We don't know where, but we know
his immune system now is confused.

Basically, his brain has been attacked
by his own white cells,

That's why he's lost his memory.

Now we'll find the tumor.

We'll cure him.

We'll stop the immune answer.

And Sergio will have his memory back.

Do you really... think so?

I don't know, Mom.
I hope.

-Do we have other images?
-No.

So the three tesla MRI
did not detect anything.

What if we do it again
in a few weeks?

Rheumatic arthritis does not
have a constant intensity--

We would have seen lesions.

-Yes, but--
-Give up.

It's not a spondylosis arthritis.

Luckily, we haven't told her. Or it would
have been another disappointment.

We didn't tell her, right?

-Hi.
-Rick!

I have found the mole
three times already.

You're better than me, now.

It's a good sign.
I find a mole, and you my disease.

Do I have that spondylo...

What's-its-name, right?

I was sure.

I was sure, Arianna.

Alas, the MRI is negative.

All right, but...

That was only the first hypothesis.

We'll try another one, right?

I run out of hypothesis.

I-- I shouldn't have told you
that one, either.

You can't give up.

A nameless disease is worse
than a cureless one.

At least you can explain that one.
Mine has no sense.

Don't abandon me.

You're Riccardo Bonvegna.

I'm sorry.

I'm not the doctor you believed I was.

Okay.

Thanks anyway for trying.

And you said it yourself.
Medicine progresses every day.

-Sure.
-Now...

Could you leave me alone?

I'd like to rest.

Hi, Sergio.

How do you feel?

Weird.

That woman...

-Eleonora.
-Yes... Eleonora.

She told me we've been together
for years.

It's impossible not remembering
such a thing like that.

Unfortunately, it is.

Eleonora told you the truth.

Maybe I should tell her about Al.

I'm so confused!...

There's no rush, Sergio.

Now, rest.

Hello?

Now he can't come to the phone.
Whom am I speaking with?

It was his financial consultant.

-Al is Alessandro.
-I didn't know he had a consultant.

He told me to tell Sergio
the fund for the inheritance is ready.

What inheritance?

Mom, will you wake up? Your inheritance.

That's why Sergio wants to marry you.
To get Grandma's money.

That's not possible!

I say, that's not possible.

It's not possible that every time
you date an asshole.

How could you be so naive?

-Maybe there's another explanation, no?
-Yes. Maybe.

How's it going?

Fine.
Yesterday we did the bulk of it.

-We should be done within one hour.
-I meant, how's it going with Elisa?

Look at me.

The not-too-cuteness
as a person, that's me.

You'd say anything to please me.

-No.
-Here I am.

Ready.

What, Teresa? Do you need anything?

No, no. I found it.

Thanks, eh?

To think I should be the nice one to you.

Don't get used to it.

I do that only to send her off.

Oh, yeah?

Beretta Alberto.

Beretta Alberto.
Not here.

MEDICAL REPORT
GABRIEL KIDANE

Elisa?

Yes?

The report.

I've heard your patient
will be released tomorrow.

-Are you mocking me?
-No. Why should I?

Because it's been all pointless.

Everything.

Arianna will leave here the same way
she came in.

Without knowing what's ailing her.

May I?

Had I fasted every time I wasn't useful
to a patient, today I could be dead.

Doc, please.
I'm not in the mood.

I'm not saying you should be happy.

All I'm saying is, I understand you.

I made only mistakes
with a lot of patients.

Dhanesh... Anna.

That's not the point.

Why do we want to do this job?

Why do we want to spend our lives
among people who suffer?

-Definitely not for the cafeteria food.
-No.

Or not even to feel admired
or to experience exciting moments.

But these moments, help.

I know.

Healing a patient
triggers a lot of endorphins.

You think you're invincible,
you can do anything, even fly...

Don't you feel like God?

It's not always like that.

Sometime we would like to hide
in order not to see certain patients.

See, to me medicine is this.

Give a sip of water
to those who are thirsty.

Sometime a small sip,
other times a big one...

But it's never useless.

I signed Arianna's discharge.

So tomorrow you won't be forced
to see her.

Thanks.

Alba?

Yes?

I'm addicted to work.

I'm addicted to the emotions you feel
when you save a life.

You were right. You did try to warn me,
and I...

I didn't listen because I thought
it was right this way.

It was bullshit.

There are some patients
for whom we can't do anything.

Like Arianna.

Or every COVID patient who didn't make it.

I'm sorry.

You were right to leave me.

I've been an asshole.

Yes.

I was right.

Not because you've been an asshole.

At least not only for that.

Because finally you've admitted
you make mistakes and you suffer.

It's good to hear that.

Because we all suffer.

All of us.

What did you say?

We all suffer.

Right.

Uh... Excuse me.
There's a thing I must do.

What?

Give a sip of water.

Good morning!

Didn't you say
you had run out of hypothesis?

Trust me. This is much better
than a hypothesis.

We have to go out. Why?

Trust me!

I'm tired.

No problem.
Have a sit. I'll push.

What if this time, too, it fails?

You're forcing me to do this the hard way.

What are you doing?

I know. I know.

By the dancing video,
you wouldn't never said that.

How did that happen?

An embolus.

Do you know what's been
the toughest part to accept?

The resignation.

I'd wake up every day asking,

"Is it worth getting up?
Trying to walk? To go out?

Is it worth living?"

And what's the answer?

Fuck, yeah!

Yes!

It's always worth it doing something nuts.
Mainly by the sea. That helped me.

-By the sea?
-Mm-hm.

A good doctor I know took me there.

So?

-Shall we go?
-Okay.

We're here.

Here we are!

So, Arianna...

Ivano... And his Mom.

-Hi.
-Ivano...

This is Arianna.

-Hi.
-Hi.

What's the meaning of this?

I get it, just one moment!
Have a seat.

So...

I found Ivano in the logbook of people
with unexplainable diseases.

The two of you have
the most similar symptoms, so

it's highly likely you've got
the same disease.

But nobody knows what that is,
so it has no name.

Once I would have thought that in such
a situation a doctor couldn't do anything,

But I was wrong.

I'm wrong a lot.
As of late, more than usual.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

So I brought you here

because I want that you understand
you're not alone. And mostly...

Because I hope you two could find
a name, for this disease.

Come on!

You can find something better
than "spondyloarthritis," right?

Shouldn't we know Greek or something?

Greek, shmeek! Come on!
Take a crack.

I picture it like an old hag.

As if she were inside me.

And old hag who always bawls you out,

who doesn't let you do anything.

So we can say, I don't know...

-"Gorgonosys"?
-No.

I was thinking more along the line
of "bitchplasmosys."

Your son has talent, madame.

And you, Arianna?

Come on...

Try!

I see it...

Do you remember The Lion King, when
Mufasa is run over by the stampede?

Certain mornings, when I get up...

I feel like I've survived that scene.

And feeling its aftermath.

"Mufasyte"?

'Buffalosys."

-Okay. I like it.
-Better.

-So, shall we toast to Buffalosys?
-Yes.

Fuck Buffalosys!

-Fuck Buffalosys!
-Fuck Buffalosys!

Sergio...

We've got to go.

Are you taking me to Al?

If I were you I wouldn't mention him.
Giulia and Eleonora don't like him.

Who are they?

You remind me of someone.

Anyway, they are the women of your life.

How did you get this?

Al.

I've the results of Sergio's MRI.

The tumor is in the lungs.
There's no cure.

He probably will have four or five months.

I'm sorry.

So he won't have the time
to enjoy my mother's cash.

You're wrong.

I've got the MRI.
It's on stage four.

Not on the diagnosis.

You're wrong about Sergio.

He has a hematoma
from blood collection on his arm.

It means he did get some tests already.

So I called the hospitals by his house,

and I finally found his oncologist.

You mean Sergio knew he was sick?

And to understand who is this Al...

We should have remembered
Sergio loves science fiction.

Al is not Alessandro.

It's HAL 9000. The computer
from 2001 - A Space Odyssey.

The one who tries
to take over the starship.

The oncologist told me Sergio
called like that his tumor.

Maybe it helped him to face it,
to make it a bit less scary.

And the fund he opened with Alessandro
wasn't to steal your inheritance.

It was to leave you his savings.

So, why didn't he tell me anything?

Because he knew his time with you
could have ended any minute.

And he didn't want to ruin it.

It's better to put them
in alphabetical order,

so you can follow the rows
of folders on the shelves.

Done already.

-Oh.
-Thanks.

You're welcome.

Gab--

This is yours. Sorry, I've...

It was a slip, silly me.

It's a good sign, right?

It means we work well together.

Otherwise, Teresa is right.

You may say it.

Playing it cool, or being nice to you,
is not going to change anything.

Okay, fine.

I miss him.

In every moment.

I'd love to be here with him,
and not with you.

Happy now?

I'll take this. You may go.

Go away.

Thank you.

It's okay.

Were you a bit excessive, Cesconi?

You had to help her not to think
about Gabriel, not to replace him.

I would never do that.

I'd rather become a priest.

-Go, go.
-I go, I go.

What about that patient who...

It's only a guy who dates your mother.

I found out he's better
than I thought.

It happens.

Right. What about you and Elisa?

I see you guys hit it off.

Verily.

Even if it's not my cup of tea, that job.

And that girl.

-No?
-No.

And what's your cup of tea? Girl-wise?

The one that at the museum steals
the spotlight from the statues.

You did something important
for those kids.

We did.

Actually, you know what?

The merit is yours.

I just took a chance to go to the sea.

After everything that has happened...

I figured out I'll need a lot of therapy.

To find some new balance.

You're balanced, but let's not exaggerate.

It's always worth it
doing some crazy things, right?

What are you doing?

Why?

Here we are.

Ready?

-Yes.
-Be careful.

If it gets worse, you see new symptoms,
anything--

Call me.

They'll find a cure for buffalosys,
sooner or later.

For sure!

We've already found its name,
which is the first step.

Thank you.

Forgive me for my distrust.
I had a narrow idea of medicine.

Me, too.

You'll never stop learning.

Especially from the patients.

Well... Dr. Bonvegna, what now?
Are you asleep?

Dr. Patrizi. Am I mistaken,
or you just did a night shift?

Are you workaholic, by any chance?

-Let's go.
-Let's.

I'm sorry you didn't get married.

-Really.
-Eh...

I didn't get married, but...

I found the bridesmaid I was looking for.

And now I hope to be worthy
of that little girl

who would take care of her mother
when she was crazy,

and who now is still close
to the man she loved...

-Even if he doesn't remember her.
-Mom.

Good morning...

Eleonora.

Yes. And you?

-I can't remember. I must ask Al.
-Never mind Al. I'm here, now.

-Come on. Let's go.
-Where?

Home.

Bye, Mom.

Thanks for what you've done.

No, no, you're not off the hook.
You owe me at least one more evening.

-I can't tonight.
-Why?

I've got a date with Damiano.

-Okay.
-I'm sorry...

-Why don't you ask me?
-You?

I've changed your diapers, I carried you,
I taught you to ride a bike...

-So?
-It's unnatural, you quizzing me.

You scared?

Good, Fanti. I hope you've studied,
because tonight I'll quiz you

in Anatomy 1 and 2.

-Radiology, Istology...
-Radiology?!

I didn't even open
my Radiology book.

-Three. 3.
-I won't consider it.

That's the only possible explanation.

I discovered the anomaly by studying
that day's reports, as you suggested.

Therefore...

Fanti falsified Lazzarini's SUT

Just to hide that
he unplugged the tank.

You do know the meaning of this,
don't you?

Fanti is responsible
of Lazzarini's death.

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

Subtitles Translated by:
Vaibhav shrivastava