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WHAT WASN'T SAID

Where would you like me to start?

When we first met,

I thought there was nothing stronger than that.

We were very happy together.

My wife...

She is the most brilliant woman I have ever known.

When I started working at *Vanity Fair*,

His articles on human relationships became so popular,

that they have very recently begun translating them for the American edition.

I was captivated by his talent.

"That's why she fell behind." - She was helping me with the novel.

"Contemplate the landscape, while the world keeps moving."

"And as she looked around, Louisa saw the world in a different light."

What do you think? - She was my muse.

How long have you known Carlo Ristucha?

We went to high school together.

Paolo was Carlo's best friend.

When we first met, it was as if we'd known each other forever.

I sometimes confided things to him that even Carlo didn't know about me.

Personal things that I hadn't told anyone.

Here they are. - Hi.

Anna. - Eliza.

Welcome. - Hi, Carlo.

Shortly after that, he met Anna.

And a year later, Vittoria was born. - Who does she look like?

Go see Dad. - If she's pretty, she takes after her.

Wait, honey. I'll take care of it; you go over to them. There they are.

What convinced you to leave?

When Carlo and Eliza suggested it to us,

I thought that a trip would be good for everyone.

Back then, Paolo and I weren't getting along very well.

Let's put it this way. And Carlo and Eliza, too

weren't at their best. - I'm not afraid of death,

I'm more afraid of not seeing Vitoria as a woman, as a mother...

Carlo...

For three years now, Carlo had been trying to find inspiration

for his second novel.

Over the past year, he has begun to doubt whether he has any talent at all.

Hey... what are you thinking about?

Ideas are like love stories— they come when you least expect them.

Are we landing soon? - Yes, are you excited?

What about you? - A lot.

Love, come on, come here. - See you later.

Put on your seatbelt.

Here it is. - Hand.

Are you happy? - Yes.

Are you stopping everything? - I asked the lawyer

not to send the letter. - What?

What should I do? Start a war with a woman who's willing to do anything?

Should I let her ruin my life?

I understand that you're afraid. He's going to take your house, all right.

Maybe she won't raise Vitoria the way you'd like, but she's already doing it,

But don't resign yourself to living like that.

No one can take that away from you— it's your restaurant; you built it.

Look how handsome he is. You're 48 years old.

You can still start over. But to give up and be miserable

is the saddest thing you can do.

How are things going with you?

Here at...

What do you want me to tell you? You already know everything.

Carlo works out like crazy at the gym, and that's just how I am.

Are you still trying?

At some point, we have to let things go, right?

You're still trying.

You can be happy even without children.

We're really frustrated that it's not working out.

Of course you're furious, and it's ruining your relationship.

It sucks to say this, but maybe you should just stop doing that.

You know what?

You're my only true friend.

You know what?

I feel sorry for you.

It's yours.

Really? - Carlo, are you alone?

Well... no.

I need to see you. Can you come over now, please?

It's urgent.

How about tomorrow morning at 11:30 at your place? I'll come—is that okay?

No, not tomorrow morning. I told you just now—it's important.

I understand, but I can't right now. We'll see each other in the morning, right?

Is that okay?

Okay. - Okay, bye.

Who was it? - Gianni; he wants to meet with me tomorrow morning.

Again? Don't you get it—the more he pressures you, the worse it gets?

We signed a contract.

I understand, but better a broken contract than an incorrect ledger.

What do you mean, you weren't expecting it?

I wasn't expecting that— what can I say?

But for months now, we've just been having sex.

You told me that you're still with your wife out of habit,

that you're trying to have a child, but it's not working out,

that you can't wait to come back to me when you're with her.

What the h...

What do you want to do with the baby?

What do I want to do with the baby? I don't know.

I thought you'd be happy that you were going to be a father.

But not now, Blue, not like that.

So what were the two of us doing? All that time?

He said you love me, that you're happy with me. - It's true.

Tell her you're expecting a baby and come back to me.

If you're not ready now, you'll never be ready.

I can't just throw away 20 years of marriage. Do you realize that doing that would kill her?

Do you realize that you can't have both anymore?

You have to choose. If you want her,

Go to her, but don't look for me anymore.

You have to choose, Carlo, you have to. - Calm down, please, calm down.

Listen to me, our moment will come, I promise you,

But it can't be now.

Wait for me, please. Wait for me, I love you.

I love you, damn it, you have to believe me.

Why do I love you so much?

See you later. Bye. - Carlo?

Can you sit down for a minute? I need to tell you something. Right now.

Of course.

What happened?

We were wrong to push so hard.

We had to accept that we wouldn't have a child,

What? - We won't be having a child, but that's not a problem.

No, don't say that. - It's really okay.

I've been thinking about it a lot.

Have you thought about it?

I just want to feel good again.

I don't want anything else, really.

Go on now. You were going to go out, weren't you?

No, no, I might not go. - Come on, the sooner you go,

The sooner you come back, the better. I needed to say that.

Go.

See you later. - Later.

Why Tangier?

Because Tangier is a city that has inspired many artists, writers,

and we were looking for inspiration, so to speak.

Besides, we'd never been there, and we'd always wanted to go.

Eliza, Your texts aren't good enough anymore.

I've fallen far short of my own standards.

I know, and I'm very sorry. - They're asking me from New York

Why aren't we sending them anymore? And I've run out of excuses.

I'm writing an article on anthropological developments.

You don't need new material; you need a break.

I don't need a break. - A journalist must

to change my perspective. You need to change your perspective.

After all, this is Morocco. - What did you expect, Dubai?

No, but it's a little less like the Third World. Hopefully, at least the hotel is clean.

This is Riyadh; you've seen the photos.

Call it whatever you want, as long as it's clean.

How's it going?

Paolo. Paolo, wait, don't do anything. This isn't the room in the photo.

I told you, we should have gone to "Maison du Levant."

Sorry, Eliza. Can we switch?

No. - Why?

We've paid. Would you please calm down?

We had a junior suite; will you tell her?

The crib won't fit up there, where the heck is he going to sleep?

Was the bassinet for you? - When we travel, Vitoria sleeps with me.

Stop it, come on. - Excuse me, ma'am...

The guests had booked a junior suite. - That's right, a junior suite.

Unfortunately, the junior suite is not available. It's occupied.

We have a larger room, and a crib can be added.

Okay. - And what is she doing?

There's a room where you can...

Yes, but it's not a junior suite.

It's bigger. - Great.

The least you can do is give us a discount.

The room we had reserved and paid for was twice as big.

Now that you've solved the problem with the playpen, show us the way,

Why have we been waiting for 20 minutes already?

Of course. - Send them on ahead.

Go ahead. I'm really sorry.

Here's your room.

We don't have air conditioning, but we do have a fan.

Great, thank you. This is for you.

Goodbye. - See you soon.

Come on, it's small, but it's perfect. - I can't believe we're here.

I thought that with just a little effort, a person could change the way they look at things.

It's wonderful. And there was still so much light all around us.

How many times had we said we'd come to Tangier?

A lot. - I thought everything would change.

Thank you.

Sir, the key. - Thank you.

Have a nice stay. - Thank you.

The basket is involved in this. Do you have anything else to say?

Wait a minute.

Do you realize what a scene you just made? What are you doing?

Bedbugs. - What are you doing?

I can't believe you're doing that.

I know you have no idea what I do for you every day,

But I'm doing this for your own good, because I want you to be okay.

Anyway, well, the room is small, but it'll do.

My love. How are you? - I'm fine. But I'm hungry.

Now we're going to eat, yeah. Are you hungry?

You need to apologize to them. - To whom?

To Eliza and Carlo, for that crazy scene.

People who see what others don't see are crazy.

Just out of curiosity, would you like us to conduct a survey?

What survey?

About Carlo's book. - What am I writing?

What is this about? - The acquittal of Giorgio Hausman.

Oh my gosh, the other day I ran away to avoid Eletra at "Dior."

Why did she do what she did?

Why did she go to such lengths to defend her husband?

He has run over nine women who accuse him of harassment.

Eliza. - What...

What's the survey about? - Hold on, I'll get to that in a moment.

Eletra, so flawless in her political career,

Why did she cover it up? - We'll never know,

But that's not what the book is about. - Yeah, wait a minute.

What would you do,

What if someone very close to you did something truly terrible?

Will you provide him with an alibi, or will you let him

the justice system to do its job?

She'll definitely send me to jail.

The question is whether to provide an alibi, even if it's a false one?

Yes. - What is an alibi?

I... - That's a bit tricky to explain.

Come on, tell me what it is.

An alibi proves that a person accused of a crime,

when the crime was committed,

was somewhere else. - Thanks, Carlo.

It's not complicated. Do you want to know what the problem is?

The problem is that she's my daughter, and I'd like to explain things to her,

especially when the topics are sensitive. - But she's 13; she can understand that.

I'll make a note of that, thanks. Aren't you going to say anything?

You treat me like I'm slow on the uptake—do you realize that?

You're still a kid, thank God. - Will you tell her I'm not little?

You're 13, end of story. - Carlo, could you give me an alibi?

If I make a mistake, would you let me? - Of course not.

This is a complex topic. - Yes or no?

Don't answer her. - It depends on the circumstances.

Circumstances? If he does something wrong...

I'm talking to him. Yes or no?

If there are reasons of a certain nature, it is likely that...

Carlo, cut it out. Are you stupid? It's a good thing you didn't have any kids.

Anna. What are you talking about? - Vitoria. Where are you going, Vitoria?

Excuse me. Excuse me. Vitoria?

Vitoria. - What are they going to do now?

I don't know; we're going to bed.

She called him stupid because he was nice. I want to be with them, okay?

You'll be with Carlo and Eliza for the entire vacation.

Are you going to leave me? - Don't talk to me like that.

Don't say a word. - Calm down, calm down.

Calm down. - Let's all calm down, take it easy.

What are you going to do? - I don't know, how about we go for a walk?

Yes, of course.

She wants to be with you, but she's actually tired.

Will you shut up? - Vitoria, what do you want to do?

Whatever you guys do, but without my mom. - Do you hear how he's treating me?

Do whatever you want. Do you want to be with them? Fine.

You want to talk to Carlo, right? - Yes.

Then we'll go for a walk to calm down,

because the situation got out of control. Keep moving forward, come on. Come on.

Okay. Let's go for a walk, shall we?

Guys. Come on, don't be like that. The first night. We're in Tangier.

Eliza, I'm sorry for what I said... - Don't worry about it, okay?

Carlo. Will you wait for us? Come on.

Mom... - My wife has been... for a few years

had fallen into some form of a devastating compulsive neurosis.

And she refused to let them examine her, but she wasn't feeling well,

It wasn't good at all.

Carlo and Eliza knew only that things weren't going well between us.

To them, she was just a control freak,

completely out of touch with reality. But it was much worse than that.

They had never seen her in such a state,

Otherwise, they wouldn't have invited us to go on vacation with them.

Then... And then it was my daughter, too.

If we were alone, in ten minutes we'd already

We looked like two strangers who had nothing to say to each other.

The restaurant had taken up the time I was supposed to spend with her.

Let's just say I was a pretty absent father—that's it.

My goodness, this place is so beautiful. - Beautiful.

Professor, what do you say in situations like this? Give us a gem.

In such cases, people say: "Today we learn, tomorrow we win."

That is very noble.

How beautiful it is.

Carlo, I'm sorry for what I said to you earlier.

I don't think so, you know, no... - I know.

"Today we learn, tomorrow we win." - "Today we learn, tomorrow we win."

And remember this phrase. - Seneca said it.

Seneca said it. Since Seneca said it, I'll keep quiet.

Thank you, Eliza, for bringing us to this wonderful place.

That's true. - Do you know what else Seneca said?

Today in bed, tomorrow in the crib. - No, come on, enough already.

Mind your own business.

I knew you'd bring that up again. How long have you been waiting to bring that up?

It is inevitable.

Kierkegaard says that life can only be understood in retrospect.

But the problem is that we're living it in advance. Although sometimes in the meantime

We feel like we're stuck in one place, don't we?

It's as if something is about to happen

Or maybe we just haven't figured it out yet.

Guys, remember one thing: Philosophy doesn't give us the answers.

Rather, it helps us live with doubt,

Living with doubt helps us live with questions.

And it teaches us to keep going despite everything.

Is that okay?

All right, thanks, see you next time, keep moving.

Do you have a minute, Professor? - Of course, go ahead.

I wanted to tell you that I love your lectures.

And I read your book—it's wonderful. - Thank you.

Louisa's character is so real, full of shadows and demons,

but also with an immense zest for life, without seeking anyone's approval.

I'm glad that's how you felt about it. - I also read that you're writing another novel.

What is it, a spin-off of the first one? - It'll take a little while longer.

Okay. I can't wait for it to come out.

How long have you been attending my lectures? - For three months.

I recently moved to Rome and I work as a waitress,

to pay for my education. At "Antika Peza."

At "Antica Pesa"? - Yes, Professor, we've met there.

Sorry, I didn't recognize you. - It's okay, I just started working there.

By the way, you have a reservation.

The day after tomorrow, 8:30 p.m.? The same table for four.

That's right. "Sorry," she said, "I recently moved to Rome."

Yeah. My mom lives wherever the hell she wants.

and I said to myself: "Either I run now, or never."

And why philosophy? - I know, it's the department for the rich,

And I don't have a penny to my name. What am I doing here?

See you soon. - But I really liked it in high school

and I thought it might help me develop independent thinking,

something I could never have with my dysfunctional family.

Besides, I don't want to be a waitress for the rest of my life.

But it can help me intellectually, psychologically,

even mentally, so to speak. To find my place in the world.

From the way you talk, it seems that you're already finding your place in the world.

Is that what you think? - Simone de Beauvoir says:

"Our place in the world requires an act of rebellion."

Here you go, Professor. I was born a rebel.

I'm on the right track.

The fact is, I don't want to live a life without twists and turns,

like that of many people I know.

The kind of thing like, "I'm not saying joy, but boredom, boredom"—no.

So you're looking for turning points in life?

Yeah, but the good kind—not those kinds of slaps, otherwise what's the point?

And how fast are things moving in your life right now?

There's always room for improvement.

That's always, always. - Exactly.

And how would you describe yourself?

How do I define myself? - Are you happy?

Yes, I consider myself free and happy. - Free and happy?

"A free woman is the opposite of a loose woman"—and who said that?

Simone de Beauvoir again. - That's right.

It was an honor to speak with you. - Thank you.

You haven't told me your name yet. - Blue.

Blue.

What are you writing?

"The Hormonal Turmoil of a 13-Year-Old Girl

and her mother, who always wants to be a child."

At least change the names. - All of them, except yours.

What about your wife? - What about my wife?

Are you happy with her?

Marriages go through many phases.

What do you mean?

In other words, the seasons of happiness. Yes, and then the seasons of anxiety.

Those in which we quietly despise each other,

those in which we find ourselves once again.

What about you? What season are you in?

In the season... of routine?

I don't know, I don't know...

Routine goes against our nature, and after a while we start to rebel

Let's see what lies beyond the wall that we have built for ourselves.

But I don't understand. - What?

Why do people keep getting married, knowing that monogamy is a utopia?

and that almost always everything goes to hell?

If a car keeps breaking down, that means it's poorly made, right?

If marriages have been failing for centuries, why do we still keep doing it?

Should we believe in them? It doesn't make any sense.

There are laws of nature,

that give meaning to things that seem meaningless.

Like what, for example? - Like... the fear of loneliness.

Or, as the years go by, even the fear of death.

When there are two of you, these things aren't quite as scary.

Is that why you're still with your wife?

Out of fear of loneliness?

No.

So why, then?

Because we loved each other very much.

But you're speaking in the past tense.

Because it's harder to focus on the present.

I see. Yes, yes, I see.

I was glad that we spent that time together.

Really, you probably had much more important things to do.

If I weren't feeling so well,

I was going to tell you that I have much more important things to do.

So what do you say instead?

What am I saying...

I'm saying that you're beautiful, that you're... that you're very, very, very beautiful.

Thank you. - You're welcome.

It's dangerous. - Dangerous?

In the sense that you're afraid of what might happen,

What if we keep seeing each other?

But that would be a nice twist, wouldn't it?

Thanks for lunch. You have my number.

If you want, give me a call, otherwise I'll see you in class.

Or at "Antica Pesa." - Or at "Antica Pesa."

But no twists.

Bye, Professor.

I had thought that our marriage was doomed to end,

But instead, that morning, she pounced on me

the sudden realization that I've never stopped loving her.

Hey. - Hey.

What do you think?

I think that...

that I was so lucky to have met you.

And that... And I'm sorry if so many times

I wasn't there for you the way I should have been.

Look, you and I chose each other.

It didn't happen by chance.

We did it ourselves.

And it's as if the days of my betrayal

had never existed.

Eliza has always been there for me.

But that wasn't true either.

When you go home to your wife, I hug my pillow...

hoping that your scent is still there.

Even when I wake up in the morning.

And is it still there?

He's gone now.

What was it that had created such a strong dependence?

with a girl who's much younger than me?

For me, only my wife should have existed.

It had never been so clear to me as it was at that moment.

And yet, only four days had passed since the last time I saw her.

And now I didn't feel anything anymore.

It was as if I had turned off the switch.

Bastard.

How did it go? - Great, how about you?

We're fine; we're here to explore the Kasbah.

Did the camels spit on you?

No, llamas spit. - Camels bite.

Mr. Ristucha, when you have a chance, they'd like you to come to the front desk.

Were you being "funny" again? Already?

I'm coming. - I'm going to take a shower. See you later.

Bye, see you later. - Bye.

Mom, will you take me to see the camels? - Are you crazy?

A young woman came by a little while ago and asked me to give this to you in person.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Carlo? - Yes?

The key is inside you. - Yeah. Thanks.

What did you want? - Nothing, just nonsense.

Man, it's so hot. Why do they keep turning off the fan?

Sorry.

Are you dying of heat, too? - Yes.

What are you doing? - They told me...

They asked me for my card for the deposit.

Is it that urgent? - It seems so. I'll be right back.

Hey. - What are you doing here? Why did you come?

I wonder why? Because we're together, because I missed you.

I couldn't stand not seeing you all these days,

knowing that you're with your wife.

Blue, listen to me. You have to listen to me now, okay?

Carlo, I've always listened to you. Maybe that's exactly the problem.

I asked you the other day to talk to her.

No, he said you were going to leave her. Did you leave her?

Come on, Blue. It was a stupid idea to come here, you know?

Do you realize that I can't wait for you anymore?

Do you understand that—yes or no? - How long are you staying?

I don't know—it depends on how much time you have left, too. Isn't that possible?

Listen, let's do it this way.

If I see you around and there are other people there,

Please, don't do anything stupid, okay?

Do you think I'm a fool? - No, I didn't say that, no...

Admit it, this twist isn't bad at all.

Admit it. - Yeah, yeah, I admit it. I admit it.

Listen, listen, I have to go now.

I have a room at the "De Poet" guesthouse, 20 meters away from you.

Whenever you want, come and kiss me.

I have to go. I have to go, okay? Okay? Hey.

Bye, sweetheart.

Is everything all right, Mr. Carlo? - Yes, yes, everything's fine.

Are you sure? - Yes.

Done?

It's so hot in here. - Yeah, it is.

What's up? - No, nothing, I...

Sorry, I'm angry. I'm really, really angry.

Why are you so angry?

Because I heard Gianni say that if I don't turn in the first 100 pages,

We risk having to pay a penalty and return the advance payment for the rights.

What did you say? - What can I say?

I couldn't tell him that I had started over and was only on page 40.

I told him I'd try.

Sorry... - Don't worry... don't worry.

Sorry. - Okay.

We're heading out now and we're going to take a shower.

Yes. Okay. - Give me your phone.

Give it to me; I'll turn it off.

You can't really be on vacation with that darn phone.

Turn off your phone, and don't look at it anymore.

I'll turn it off. - Please, Carlo.

This damn phone. - Look at me.

Sorry... Yeah.

Let's enjoy these days, please. - Yes.

Yes. - Little by little, everything is falling into place.

Very calm.

Come here.

Where are you going? - To Tangier.

In Tangier, Morocco? I>- -/i> Yes.

What about me?

I did everything you asked me to do. Carlo, I lost the child, too.

You asked me to give you some time, and that's exactly what I'm doing.

I told you that you're free to choose between me and her. Did I say that or not?

Please calm down. - That was two months ago.

I know, I know. - I trusted you.

I trusted you, I listened to you,

But now you have to decide with your wife. - I need some time to talk to her.

More time? - Wait.

We should never have started seeing each other.

I was wrong to trust you from the very beginning.

Lyubov, give me your hand. Hey. - Vitoriya.

Carlo, could you talk to her? Maybe she'll calm down?

I don't know what to do anymore. - Yeah, yeah, of course.

Thank you. It would be nice if you could talk with us, too.

Vitoria. Hey.

How are you? You seem a little down. - I hate my mom.

I'll tell you something. My parents really

They were arguing right in front of me. Sometimes they even got into fights.

When I was 18, I left home

and I never came back. - And then?

Then I found various jobs to pay for college, rent...

I used to share an apartment with your dad, did you know that?

Really? - I wanted to finish as quickly as possible.

When you turn 18, you'll fly away, and you'll find your own path—you'll see.

Carlo. - Yes?

No one talks to me the way you talk to me.

Carlo. - Yes?

Simone texted me. - What did she say?

Honey, honey, come here. Come see— do you like anything here?

Is it beautiful? Did you see that?

All you had to do was change the way you looked at things.

Mr. Carlo, Ms. Eliza, good evening. How are you? Do you remember me?

Hi. - Hi.

Did we meet at "Antika Peza"? - Yes.

You're the waitress at Panela. - Yes.

Your name is Blue, right? - That's right—what a memory.

Are you here on vacation, too?

Yes, I've heard so many great things about Tangier,

that I said to myself, "I'll take a few days off and go."

How many days have you been here? - A few days.

Really? - Yeah, yeah.

This is "Red and Black," your edition.

Yes, that's right. - I found it at a stall here.

Some Italian tourist must have left it behind somewhere.

Yeah, that's what I thought, too. - Actually, that's why Tangier is beautiful.

That's true. Can I tell you something, since we're here anyway?

Yes. - I really liked your novel.

That's really a lot. - Thank you, please call me by my first name.

I wanted to tell you this the very first time. Your writing is so multifaceted.

I wanted to tell you that at the restaurant, but I decided it wasn't appropriate.

On the contrary, you would have made him happy. - Really?

All right, then I hope you have a nice vacation.

Maybe we'll run into each other again somewhere in this maze.

I don't want to bother you anymore.

If not, I'll see you at Panela. - Exactly.

I still don't understand how to get back to where I am.

Have a nice evening.

Bye. - See you soon.

Bye. - Come here, sweetheart.

That girl is so pretty.

I hadn't realized she was like that, dressed as a maid.

At that age, everyone is beautiful. - Who are you talking about?

The next time I see her, I'll ask her out to dinner,

She might have a thing for older men. If I'm going to leave my wife,

At least I should do it right, right? - What a great idea.

What are you two talking about?

Never mind, we're being silly. - You're being silly...

Paolo. - What's up?

Don't you think that's a bit of a strange coincidence?

What? - We met here, in Tangier,

the waitress at Panela. - We didn't meet her on Mars.

She had just bought the book that Carlo was drawing from

inspiration for his novel. - Who told you that?

Eliza, as we were heading back to the room. It's strange.

What can I say? Good for her. - Of course, what do you care?

All it takes is seeing a pretty girl, and suddenly you don't understand anything anymore.

Good night, my love. Say good night to Dad.

Good night, Dad. - Good night, my love.

What were the chances that we would run into her in Tangier?

And does it have the same edition of *Red and Black* as yours?

One in a million, right?

That's a sign.

What sign? - What do you mean, "what sign"?

We writers are constantly asking ourselves what is plausible and what isn't,

And today, something incredible happened. - Yes.

I mean, go ahead and use it. Reality has surpassed imagination.

Promise me that when you get home, you'll write with the same passion as before?

What if I've lost that desire? - Don't be silly.

The imagination is a place where it rains from the inside.

But if you close the roof for fear of making a mistake,

Inside, nothing can fall anymore.

Calvino says so.

You're the most special woman I've ever known, you know?

Lately, I've been afraid of losing you.

"Hey, strangers."

No, wait, wait. Let's get out of here.

I told you it would be better to go to my room.

The book?

What's up, Carlo, are you in a hurry to get back to her?

I want some time to talk to her, and you're barging in here like a kamikaze?

You could have chosen to stay with her, if you weren't ready, right?

Where are we going?

There.

Come.

Good morning. - Good morning, sir.

Good morning, ma'am. - Can we sit down?

Wherever you'd like. - This way.

Thank you. - Thank you.

Sir, what would you like?

What are you going to get? - I don't know.

What do people drink here besides mint tea?

Two Moroccan coffees, please. - Coming right up.

What's up?

Are you avoiding my gaze because you know you can't resist me?

You can't stay here, Blue.

Why?

Are you afraid she'll find out that I exist?

Carlo, I exist...

I exist—and very much so. - Enough, please. Stop it.

It's already happened to you, and if there were no one here,

You'd already be fucking me on this table.

Stop it.

Try telling me that's not true. Come on, let's go.

at my hotel and let's have sex until I can't take it anymore, please.

For the lady. - Thank you.

For you.

Thank you. - So?

Where were we?

To the book.

Here it is.

How did he get here?

By plane, Carlo.

And I paid for the lodging with your card.

With my card? - Yes, just open your computer,

It's all there. I even added our photos.

Eliza also sees the statement for this card.

What the hell am I supposed to tell her when she sees,

That I paid for a different hotel and a different flight? - Is that really what you're worried about?

If she finds out about you, everything for me gets a lot more complicated, you know?

If I were you, I'd wonder how that's possible

She must not have realized that we're seeing each other after all this fucking time.

Maybe because she doesn't want to see, doesn't want to know, and she's fine with that.

Because she's a fool. For her, it's enough just to be beautiful.

and her husband shouldn't be looking elsewhere. - Don't call her that.

A fool? Does it bother you that I call her a fool, Carlo?

Silly, silly, silly... - Enough... enough.

Come on, I'm sorry, come on. Come on, please.

You have to laugh when I call her that.

But instead, you're putting me in my place, as if I'd offended the wrong person.

You know what, Carlo? I'm furious.

I'll take care of it—you'll see.

Blue. - I'll talk to her.

Blue. Wait. Damn it. Damn it. Damn it. Blue.

Blue, where are you going? Hey. Hey. Where are you going?

I'm going to talk to her. She asked me for some time, and I gave it to you,

But time is up, you know?

Come here.

And that's how it happened, right at that moment...

Everything went to hell. Damn it.

Come.

I'm going to kill you. I'm going to kill you.

What do you want from me?

That morning I went out early to see Tangier on my own,

But instead, I found myself in the only place,

where I never wanted to end up.

A few months later, I was diagnosed with

post-traumatic stress disorder because of what happened on that vacation.

I had only been with her for a few minutes, and I could already feel,

that I can start all over again and turn my life around.

I was just really confused. - Wait, look how beautiful it is.

Come on, let's go inside, come on. - Yeah.

"Bonjour." - "Hello."

"English people?" - No.

"Americans." - "No, Italians."

Italians? I lived in Italy for many years.

My name is Hassan. - Nice to meet you.

Hi, Hassan. - So, are you looking for anything in particular?

What else happened that morning between you and Ms. Ferrero?

I tried to limit the damage she might cause.

Do you like this? - Wow, it's huge.

Yes. - I can gouge out your eye with a single blow.

Let me try something else, Hassan, come on.

This one. Can I try it on? Please, it's gorgeous.

Of course. - What kind of stone is it?

In Italy, you call this "oxblood coral."

It's beautiful, and the name is really nice. - Yes.

It's beautiful. Hassan, how much do you want for this ring?

For you, I'll offer a very special price.

I just said it was nice. I don't want you to buy it for me.

No, no, okay. "Hassan, you can take off

"Much more—I know it." - Wait, buddy.

Do you haggle? Seriously? - Absolutely seriously.

No, are you crazy? - Very crazy.

So, I'll give you a special price.

This is the best price I can offer.

So you want a future with me?

Wait, wait... wait.

I'll be waiting for you. Just figure out how to leave her.

Why did he give in again?

It had the power of a raging river, sweeping everything in its path.

What do you think of Carlo and Eliza?

What do I think of them?

I've always thought that they're missing something

and that sooner or later they will erupt.

A childless couple is always incomplete.

My life revolved entirely around my daughter, Vittoria.

My husband was completely absorbed in his restaurant.

I truly feel sorry for Vitoria,

because she deserved a father who would be there for her.

This building, with its large courtyard and halls,

was built by Sultan Moulay Hafid.

First, the building was purchased by a French shipping company,

and in 1922 by the Italian government,

to which it belongs to this day.

How is it Italian? - Yes, yes, it's Italian.

It used to be an elementary school,

But since Tangier has always been a city,

which attracts immigrants, writers, intellectuals, and bohemians from all over the world,

It was sort of like no man's land.

And before it was purchased by the Italian government,

There used to be comic book stores here, arcades...

And all those windows... can you see them?

These were the rooms of a brothel.

Really? Were there prostitutes there?

How do you know that word?

Do you think I don't know what prostitutes are?

Sorry, Amina, were there any prostitutes in those rooms?

Will you stop it? - Don't treat me like an idiot.

Sorry, Amina, but my mom thinks I don't know what whores are.

Amina, I'm sorry. - Don't worry.

Vitoria.

Vitoria? Where do you think you're going all by yourself? Hey. Hey.

In my class, two girls have already had sex,

And according to you, I don't know what a whore is?

Are there two girls in your class who have had full sexual intercourse?

What are you talking about? - Should I draw it for you?

Who are these girls? Do I know them?

Linda and Francesca—you know them well. - Linda and Francesca? Who are they?

Do you want to call their parents and tell them? Go ahead.

Are you all right, ma'am? - Yes, everything's fine, Amina, we're on our way.

They're your best friends. Why didn't you tell me about their boyfriends?

What are you talking about? "Boyfriends"? You're the crazy one,

I can't wait to move out. - You're 13 and you want to leave home?

You're completely crazy. Oh my God.

What do you want to do? Be careful, they'll kidnap you.

They're going to marry you off to the Berbers. That's how they do it here. Vitoria.

Paolo. - Hey.

What are you doing? - What am I doing?

Anna and Vittoria? - Carlo?

I don't know. - And he didn't tell you where he was going?

No, I don't know, I think I'll go for a run. What's up?

Should I have interfered with their fate?

Paolo. Please help me.

There's something wrong with our daughter.

He told me some serious things that I can't repeat to you.

You're her father— do something, please.

Calm down, or you'll feel sick. - He told me some serious things.

Did you say some serious things to your mom? - Do you remember Linda and Francesca?

Who are they? - Come on, come on.

There you go, that's right, do something, Vitoria.

Go. - Vitoria...

Vitoria. Vitoria. Stop. Stop, Vitoria.

Could you please talk to your father?

What's going on? Can you tell me what's going on?

She thought that I didn't know who the whores were.

You know what? I understand you, if you can't stand your mom anymore.

What the hell are you babbling about? - You're crazy.

Is that your idea of maturity? You're an idiot; you're irresponsible.

Linda and Francesca, her best friends,

had already had full sexual intercourse.

Did they have sex? - Hristo, you're an idiot.

Do you want to wait for your daughter to do the same? Vittoria.

Hi. How's it going? - They're crazy.

What happened? - Nothing.

Where did you come from looking like that?

I'm lost. It's a maze. I'm going to take a shower.

Eliza?

Hi... love, you're back. - Well, yeah.

Are you okay?

And at that moment, once again, I felt cut off.

Perhaps the silence was my way of protecting myself.

A kamikaze is someone who takes action

without thinking about the consequences of his actions.

A kamikaze is someone who is not afraid of death or failure,

because his goal is more important than his own life.

Only the ultimate goal matters.

I was the kamikaze, even without a final goal.

So? Has the situation calmed down?

More or less... She didn't say another word.

Besides, her father told her that he understood if she couldn't stand me anymore.

Don't start that again.

She only talks to her husband.

You know, the Germans say "Schadenfreude,"

which means "taking pleasure in someone else's misfortune."

Very few people truly want you to be happy.

Why? - Because...

Because other people's happiness irritates those who don't have it.

So?

You just have to do what you really feel like doing.

What I mean is, you should follow your instincts.

Don't worry about anything else, okay?

Tz.

She's good. - She poses a little too much, doesn't she?

He's very confident. - If only I could sing like that...

Who came up with the idea of karaoke? - Who else?

Shall we go sing? - Shall we sing?

Come sing. - Bye.

Go for it, Vitoria.

"Do you know 'Something Stupid'?" - "Of course. Look at the screen."

Do you know this song? - Yes.

This way.

Blue... Blue.

Sorry. - Hi.

How are you? - I'm fine, and you?

Look, I don't want to beat around the bush... I saw you guys this morning in the square.

I don't know what's going on between you two, but Carlo is like a brother to me,

Since he didn't tell me, there must be a reason.

So you don't know anything? - No.

Whatever you think you're doing, please just let us go home

without his wife finding out about you. - Wasn't he his best friend?

Yes, but I'm also friends with Eliza, and I want to stand up for her.

Then go and tell him that he promised me he'd leave her.

Did he promise you he'd leave her? - Yes.

Eliza? - Yes.

He hasn't done it yet. - But he will.

Okay, I don't understand any of this, sorry.

In that case, let's do this: Give me some time to talk to him.

What the hell does that mean? - To find out what he plans to do

and then I'll tell you. - Are you going to come tell me?

I don't know what's going on in his damn head, you know?

I just ask you not to rush things,

Maybe things aren't exactly the way he made them out to be.

Or maybe they are—I don't know. - There are a lot of things you don't know.

Carlo and I have been together for a long time, and I'm not just a passing fling.

In that case, do this: Wait for him to leave her.

That's what he promised you, right? - Yes.

So that's what we'll do. Wait until he or I tell you something.

As long as you don't throw a bomb.

At least while we're here, please. - Okay.

Are we clear on that? - Okay.

Thanks. Bye.

Honey, it's so beautiful.

Well done, my love. You did such a great job.

Lyubov, that was great.

I sang. - I even danced.

Way to go, very good. - Lyubov, way to go.

Dad, did you see us? - Yes.

Where were you? - I was right here—didn't you see me?

No, very good—you were amazing. - Where did you learn to sing?

At home. - Good job.

Self-taught. But you can learn if you want to.

Vitoria.

Are you ready?

You've been down there for half an hour.

By the way, sweetheart, Dad also said that you were amazing tonight.

Do you understand?

Lyubov, sing "Your Way" for her.

No, Mom. - Come on.

For Eliza? Yes, please, come on. - Do it for her.

No. - Come on.

Good morning.

Hi. - Hi.

Hi, sweetie, I heard you last night. You were really good.

Were you there last night, too? - Yes.

How's your vacation going?

I'd say that's fine. - Yes.

And how about you? - Very well.

Do you actually like it? My boyfriend gave it to me as a gift.

Oh... where's your friend?

Now I think he's gone out for a run somewhere.

Have you been together for a long time? - For eight months.

Eight months.

Yes. - Can I ask you something?

You're so beautiful, why are you a waitress at "Antika Pesa"?

I'm working to pay for my education. - That's great, you're studying. What are you studying?

Philosophy. - Philosophy?

Her husband teaches philosophy. - Yes, I know.

I also take his course in moral philosophy.

Are you one of his students?

Of course, his lectures are the best.

All right, I hope you have a nice vacation. Maybe we'll run into each other around here again, right?

Bye. - Hi, Anna...

See you soon, Eliza.

Excuse me, but didn't he tell you that he knows her?

That she's one of his students, too? - No.

But his lectures are always full; there are at least 500 students.

Yes, but every time we went to Panela's restaurant,

They always pretended not to know each other.

Even that evening, when she was holding that book...

This is Carlo's favorite book,

I think he talked about her in his classes.

And she found it here, in Tangier, in the same Italian edition?

What are you getting at? - Why didn't she say she was taking his class?

So many compliments, but not a word,

that she's one of his students. It's strange, Eliza, very strange.

If we want to deny the obvious... - What's obvious? What are you talking about?

Girls. Hi. I found something awesome.

A boat is leaving in 10 minutes to go dolphin-watching. Should we go?

Lyubov, go with Dad; it'll be good for you to spend some time with him.

Don't let me fall into the sea. - Is everything okay?

Lyubov, do as I tell you. - What do you think,

Do you want to go? What about Carlo? - He went to look for a gym.

Can you let me talk to Eliza for a minute?

Come on, let's go, you and me. Look how beautiful it is. Come on.

Bye, Eliza. - Bye.

Have fun. - Thanks. Bye.

What am I supposed to think— that there's a connection with this little girl?

Listen, Eliza, I have to tell you something. The other day, we were on our way back

At the hotel, we ran into Carlo. He had gone out for a run; he wasn't wearing a shirt.

He was holding the shirt in his hand, and do you know what was wrapped up in it?

That damn "Red and Black." That's Carlo's book,

She didn't find it here. - How can you be so sure?

If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't be telling you, would I?

Are you okay?

I'm going... I'm going to the hotel.

Is this the boat for the dolphins? - Yes, please come aboard.

Thank you. - You're welcome.

"Thank you."

What a beautiful boat. - Yes.

Will we get on later? - Yes, we'll get on when it leaves.

Where should we sit? - Here?

Dad, Carlo is here.

Wait for me here.

Eliza just told me that you were at the gym.

Where? Is she here? - No, she's with Anna. What are you doing?

Hey, hi.

I'm here with Paolo on the boat. We're going to take Vitoria to see the dolphins.

How are you? Is everything okay?

Carlo, you're getting yourself into a big mess. What the hell are you doing?

Hey.

Are you here, too? - Yes...

Hi, Vittoria. - Hi.

Are you guys going to see the dolphins, too? - Yeah, what a coincidence.

Tangier is small. - Of course... very small.

Hi, Carlo. - Hi.

Why don't you sit down?

Do you mind, Vitoria? - No, no.

No...

No...

Why...

Why, why, why...

Why, why, why...

Why?

Why?

No.

No.

No...

No...

Hello.

I'm here with Paolo on the boat. We're going to take Vitoria to see the dolphins.

How are you? Is everything okay?

Bastard.

No.

No.

Have you ever seen dolphins?

When you say "ts," does that mean "yes"?

Have you ever seen dolphins?

Have you ever seen dolphins? - Yes, yes, I've seen them a few times.

I'm going over to your dad's for a bit. Will you stay with her?

Are you two together?

Who? - You and him.

How much longer do you want to keep up this charade?

I saw you yesterday; you were kissing in the biggest square in Tangier.

Eliza could see you.

How did you get her to come? What the hell are you thinking?

I didn't tell her to come. - How long has this been going on?

A long time ago.

How long? - Eight months.

Eight? - I didn't want to get you involved.

Did Eliza never suspect a thing? - No. I don't know, damn it, I don't think so.

What the hell are you planning to do now?

Do you realize what kind of situation you've gotten yourself into?

I'm trying to cover it up. - What the hell are you trying to cover up?

She's expecting you to break up with Eliza; I talked to her last night at karaoke.

If you want to start a new life with some young girl,

thinking that you're still 20, well,

But at least leave Eliza with a little respect, for God's sake.

Did he give it to you as a gift?

I want to have one like that someday, too.

Do you love him that much?

Why are you sad?

Would you like to try it?

Do you want to know a secret? - You're going to tell her now,

that you can't make such an important decision right now.

You'll convince her to come home tomorrow, and for now, you'll leave things as they are.

No. No.

Blue.

No, where is it? No, no, no...

What happened? What happened?

What happened?

The ring. The ring slipped out of my hand. Carlo, the ring.

In short, Blue had let my daughter try on the ring.

She was just trying to be nice to her.

It was just too big for her.

It wasn't supposed to turn out this way.

"Thanks, buddy." - "Shukran."

Sorry.

Dad, can I stay with Blue?

Yeah, maybe we could go for a walk, catch up a little?

And in an hour we'll be at the riad. - Please.

Do you want to go for a walk with her?

It was all my fault, please.

He is very sorry about what happened.

I trust you, okay? - Yeah, yeah, of course.

Lyubov, go ahead. - Thanks, Dad.

Listen to me.

Bye. - Bye.

Bye, Carlo. - Bye.

Talk to her and put an end to this. - Paolo. Paolo.

I love both of them.

Man, get lost. Get lost, Carlo.

Life is a deception,

in which we do nothing else but delude ourselves.

We see in the people we love what we need to find ourselves.

Who are the people, actually, who are by our side?

Who are our parents?

Who are our children?

The truth is, we'll never know...

Because we're all very lonely.

Just by ourselves.

Have you seen my wife? - Yes, I saw her leaving.

When? - Around 3 or 4, give or take.

Did he say where he was going? - No, he didn't tell me anything.

Is everything okay?

Then explain to us why you're taking us to dinner here instead of at your restaurant.

Do I really have to explain this to you? I want a change—it can't be prison.

It already is, believe me. - Good evening and welcome back.

Thank you. - Thank you.

How about a carbonara to share?

I'd even say two.

I could have stopped everything at that moment.

There was only one conversation between a professor and one of his students.

Blue. - Blue.

If I had stopped, I would have saved everyone.

Welcome back. - Thank you.

She's my student, did you know that?

Come on. - His name is Blue.

Hi, nice to meet you. - Me too.

Eliza, my wife. Anna and Paolo. - Hi.

Enjoy the rest of your stay. I'll bring you some water right away.

Did you see how great she is—studying and working? - Yes.

Damn it, all I had to do was talk.

Paolo. - Hey.

I found tobacco and rolling papers in your suitcase—you haven't quit.

What the hell are you doing? - Where's Vitoria?

Why, hasn't she come back yet? - From where?

I left her with you. I called you, but you didn't answer the phone.

Where is she?

As we were getting on the boat, Blue came over and...

What the hell do I care about that bitch?

Wait. - Where is my daughter?

I left her with Blue... - What?

She asked me to let her go for a walk; I couldn't say no.

You left our daughter with a whore you don't even know.

Yes, but they would have come back after one lap.

Did he give you his phone number? - Where's my phone?

Here it is. - Come on...

Stay here. - Where are you going?

Stay here, I'll be fine, don't worry.

Who are you calling? - Stay here, stop.

Vitoria hasn't come back yet— is she with you?

No.

Blue? - I don't know.

Send me her number. Right away. - Yes.

We're really worried, do you understand what I mean? Do you understand?

Yes, I understand, but don't worry.

It's a safe city; people stay out late.

But why don't you want to call the police?

You need to call the police. Our daughter is missing, do you understand?

Ma'am, do you understand the seriousness of the situation?

Can you help us, please?

Yes, of course, here are the directions. Here you go:

This is the riad, this is the kasbah, and here is the police station.

Go straight ahead, 500 meters to the right.

On the right? - Yes.

Thank you.

No, no, you stay here; he might come back.

Call Blue again.

It doesn't match.

Where the hell are we?

Wait. - Where the hell are we supposed to go?

Why the hell did you let me leave her with her?

Why the hell didn't you stop me? Why the hell didn't you stop me?

Idiot.

Where the hell are we going?

Vitoria.

Vitoria. Vitoria, are you okay?

Oh my God. Let's go home.

Vitoria. My love. What happened?

What did they do to your hair? What happened to your clothes?

Talk to me...

Vitoria?

Come on, sweetheart. Come on. Come here.

Honey, let's take a shower.

Look at how they dressed you...

How the hell do you take these braids out?

Why did you ask to meet with him?

He was the only person I wanted to see.

Love, talk to me. Love.

Lyubov, will you talk to me? Hey?

Hey.

How are you?

He was cheating on me...

right before my eyes.

I know.

He wouldn't have brought her here if it weren't serious.

Good evening, are there two of you? - Yes, two.

Thank you.

How could I have failed to notice anything?

What are you to blame for?

I never want to see him again.

Thank you.

What for?

You've always been special to me.

Sleep well.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Listen to me, lock the door, just in case.

Good night. - Good night.

Damn it...

"Bonjour, madame."

Eliza...

Poetry... Can we talk?

Hey...

Hey...

They found your girlfriend dead right there, where I saw her with Vitoria yesterday.

"To the airport." "A l'aéroport, merci."

You won't have to worry about her anymore.

Is it true that they found a drowned girl?

Yes, unfortunately, that's true. - Is that where it comes from?

How did she drown?

Where? - We don't know.

Is it safe for us to stay here?

What happened?

They found a girl. "Elle s'est noyée."

As they say, did she drown?

I can't get it out of my head

the image of that body, which they pulled out.

She looked so small...

We left her there, like a stranger...

No name.

I will regret the way we acted for the rest of my life.

Why were you in such a hurry to leave?

We didn't want to have anything to do with the Moroccan justice system.

Why were you so afraid?

Because my husband's mistress was found dead.

The first suspects would have been him and me.

That girl, poor thing, wasn't feeling well.

You could tell from a kilometer away that it was very unstable.

Unstable—and a liar, too.

Carlo told her that he would never leave his wife

And in my opinion, she couldn't handle the blow.

The last time I saw her, it was on the boat.

There, I told her that I would never leave my wife.

Did you know,

that Ms. Blue Ferrero was three months pregnant?

Was she pregnant?

Where did you meet Vitoria, your friends' daughter?

After I saw my husband's mistress on the cliffs,

On my way back to the riad, I ran into Vitoria.

Blue bought me clothes that, in her opinion, were more appropriate for my age.

Then she wanted to go to the beach,

But I told her that I had to go back to my parents.

And what did Miss Blue do? - She asked if I could go back on my own.

She wanted to be alone for a little while. That's what she told me.

Did she tell you that?

That's what he told me.

What else did he tell you?

On the boat, she told me that she was expecting a baby.

And that no one knows... not even Carlo.

It was a secret between her and me.

I don't know why he decided to tell me that.

And then? What happened next?

I went back on my own, and on the way to the hotel, I ran into Eliza.

When did you receive the message from Eliza asking you to meet up?

As soon as I returned to the room where my wife and daughter were.

What condition was she in when you met her?

She had just found out that her husband had been cheating on her for months...

You can imagine.

You tell me. - He was in shock.

When you saw them carrying out the body of your husband's mistress,

Did you think that someone might have pushed her into the water?

When I saw her, she was alone.

I left her there. Then I met Vitoria

and we went back to the riad together. - But you didn't sleep there.

No, I definitely didn't want to see my husband again.

Paolo accompanied me to a nearby hotel, where I spent my last night.

That's the "Sharf" Hotel. - Yes, that's right.

It's green. You can go—it's green.

You should go—the light is green.

Are you high? Get lost. Damn it, Paolo, the light's green.

Everyone's playing. Am I supposed to drive, you bastard?

Come on, Paolo.

Get going, for heaven's sake.

Where are you going? - Paolo. Paolo. Paolo.

Paolo.

Shall we go?

There will always be a "before" and an "after" Tangier.

Heidegger says that we spend our lives looking elsewhere,

leaving aside what we really need,

because it's too close to us.

Too accessible, too obvious.

And it happens.

It happens, yes.

But...

But you're still young, and you think time is on your side,

and rightly so...

But let's get back to your essays on Kant,

because they, too, seem to have been written by people who completely

They ignored what was right before their eyes.

I often think about what happened back then.

Now it's starting to seem to me like a bad dream with no clear outline,

but it really did happen,

and I had to really work through my own issues and move forward.

Anyway, I looked away again and got my life back.

The only life that matters,

is the one right in front of us.

We'll see what happens next.

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