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Oh man. It's totally smashed.

Call an ambulance, guys.

Hello?

Fire department!

How you feeling?

First, let's bring that down. The music.

There we go.

Now.

-Hi. -Tell me your name.

Lucia.

Hi, Lucia. I'm Simone.

Hi, Simone.

-Hi. -Hi.

Do you feel pain here?

No.

Simo, is she still conscious?

Yes.

Look at me.

Okay.

-Tell me your name again. -I'm still Lucia.

And I'm still Simone.

Alrighty.

Uh, does it hurt if I touch you here?

Hmm? No?

-And you can move your arms okay? -Yes.

Great. We're going to slowly help you out now.

-No. -Why not?

I don't know. What if I'm paralyzed?

-No, you're not paralyzed. -Can we wait at least wait ten minutes?

Ten minutes isn't a good idea because you got a slight fuel leak.

Okay, then just five minutes.

No, we're not negotiating.

-Four minutes? -No, no, it's important we help you now.

Please?

You're really not paralyzed, okay?

I'll give you one minute. Okay? Just one.

Two minutes.

And then you'll fuck me.

Ms. Marangolo?

Ah.

Yeah.

I'm... I'm Simone, from yesterday. The firefighter who pulled you out.

Oh, hey, hi. Yes, of course.

I actually just finished my shift,

and I thought I'd come check and see how you're feeling.

And... I'm relieved to see you're okay.

Sure.

-Are you... -I really don't remember anything...

-So... -about last night.

-No, that makes sense. -Yeah.

Completely normal for people who had accidents like yours.

-Oh, by the way. Have you seen my car? -It's trauma.

I can't find it. I keep asking where it is.

Yeah, it'd be in the impound lot. You won't be able to drive it though.

-I'm sorry, but, uh... -Why not? I really need it back.

It's been crushed completely.

-But, I mean, thank God. -Right, but...

It protected you.

-Better the car than you. -Yeah, maybe.

Yes, sure. It's just... The keys to my house were inside, so...

Uh, that's a tough one.

Uh, well, the impound lot may be open tomorrow morning.

Can you ask a friend to help for tonight, or maybe there's somewhere else?

-There we go. -You did it!

Ah, we both did it.

Ah, there they are.

The keys are found.

-Wanna see my bills? -No, don't worry.

-You're into it? Huh? -I get it. Yeah.

Feel free to stay and hang, and maybe I'll make us some coffee.

I'll just need to shower real quick.

-Don't worry about me, please. -Rest for a sec.

Make yourself at home, really. It's a mess.

-I'm embarrassed. I haven't had time. -You weren't expecting a guest.

That's my grandma's wallpaper there. She loved it.

Not really my taste, but I felt bad, so...

-Oh, I like it a lot, really. -I inherited it. No, it's charming.

-Need help? -Yeah. Help me out?

Sure.

Thanks.

-Thanks. -You want me to...

With my arm, it's hard. I'm trapped.

Thanks.

You don't have a condom, do you?

No, sorry, I don't.

I brought your X-ray. No damn condom though.

Uh, it's fine, but I don't...

-Huh? -I'm so sorry.

-I feel terrible. I don't have any. -I should have brought one. Sorry.

Well...

All right, fuck it.

We'll be smart. Nobody's getting pregnant.

Oh my God.

-Well, that sucked. -No. It's all right! It's okay.

I'm still in my uniform.

Well, at least I didn't get you pregnant.

That would be hard.

It's not possible. I'm actually infertile.

Plus, I don't want kids anyway.

-Really? -Oh! Yeah.

Me neither, honestly.

Oh, my arm.

Ten minutes, and I'll go.

Wow.

4 YEARS LATER

ALARM

-Morning, honey. -Morning.

Luce, we're gonna be late.

Mm. No.

No. Can't I miss this one?

You're not getting off that easy.

Your parents always stare at me.

You're hot.

Oh no.

Up, up, up.

Where did my underwear go?

-I think these ones are dirty. -Okay.

-Uh-huh. -Oh?

Yeah? Here.

Ah, where were they?

No, no, no, don't go back to sleep. Let's go. Luce.

-No, no, no. No, no. -Yes. C'mon, we gotta go. Okay?

-Let's stay. I'll do dirty things to you. -Get up, or I'll throw you in the bath.

Oh yeah, there we go. Damn. Time for a shower there, missy.

-I'm tired. No, no. -Yes.

Yes. Fuck.

That's so much to eat.

Oh, I think I'm never gonna eat again.

No, no. Of course you know that's a lie.

No!

Hey, hey, Gabri!

-Hey, be gentle. -Come back over here.

-You just dropped a plate. -Water, anyone?

Let's go! Let's go!

I'll have some.

-Mom, I'm grabbing the pastries. -You get the pastries. I'll bring the tea.

Can you pass me the wine, please?

-What's that? -It's a nice thing, I swear.

Put your finger here and the other one here.

What here?

I'm gonna eat your chubby baby foot.

Leo!

Look at those rotten kids.

Yeah.

I told them not to play there, and there they are.

-Lucia! -Hey.

-How are you? -I'm well.

Yeah?

Excuse me, excuse me.

Baptisms are the best time to track you down.

-Yeah. -Am I right?

Um, yeah. Mm-hmm.

When Simone said you were coming, I was shocked.

-We couldn't believe it. -Maybe we'll visit more often, then.

Simone told us you just finished your, um, your, uh, internship?

Uh, yeah. I'm close.

-It's a very complex training process. -Yeah.

-You're managing? -Yes.

But I remember you working before. A former job, maybe, in a different field?

I was a bartender before this.

Squeeze in a bit.

-Hey. -Looking good.

Hey!

-Anyway. -Leo, get down!

-Oh, okay. -It's time!

So, yeah, my passion's medicine and advocacy for women.

-So, it's very important. Yeah, I am. -All that matters is that you're happy.

-He won't stop crying. -Uh-uh.

-Maybe take him for a little? -I'm tapped out.

-She's his aunt. -Here you go.

I'm tired. Give him to Lucia.

-Please, Lucia. -No, no. No, but I've never...

Most important thing is holding his head. See?

-That's great. You got this. -A natural.

-That's okay. -He may be upset though?

-He loves you. -You're so happy in her arms.

You love your auntie, huh? Well, almost auntie.

-Right? -Hi, my darling.

Come on! Run! Let's go!

So... everyone, look at me.

Hi, baby.

Hi, sweetheart.

-Uh-huh. -Uh-huh. Hi.

Okay.

-This is so boring. -Letizia! Hey. Oh, Giuditta!

-What is it? -Let's go. Time to pose for family photos.

Mom, it's stupid taking photos in the sun. Come on.

-Pietro front and center. -Maybe. Do you want...

No, no, no. I'd like one of just family first.

Then we'll do more. Hello, love bug.

Children and grandkids. Mom, where are you going?

Why don't we include everyone? We're all family here.

Simone, there's family, and then there's family.

-Okay, guys. -What are you, the family police?

-Everyone get close. Squeeze. -Hurry!

Valerio, get in. Look at me!

Okay. Three.

-Now smile. -Two.

-One. -Cheese!

What is it?

What? You okay?

-Uh, I've been thinking a lot, but... -Yeah?

You'll be angry if I bring it up, I think.

Me, angry?

It's kinda big though.

Maybe try before you assume how I feel.

-Just say it. Go ahead. Trust me. -Mm.

We can't get pregnant, but maybe adoption could work.

Wait.

Don't go. Luce!

-Whoa! Oh! -No, no, no. No! No.

Hey, sit down. Someone will hear you.

I don't want kids!

C'mon, don't scream at me. Chill out.

If you want kids, it's over.

What are you saying? God, I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that.

And you should do the same, all right?

Do you remember what we agreed on when we first met? Do you?

This isn't fair to spring this on me now.

I thought... I thought we were on the same page, okay?

-This is just a stupid idea. -Stop shouting, please.

No, you stop. Now, I'm the infertile bitch who's robbing you of kids.

Hey, take a breath, please.

It's not about your infertility. That's not the issue here.

Children are children. I don't want them.

Fine. Forget it.

Well, fuck you!

Hey, honey.

Why would you want kids now?

I just said it 'cause the thought came into my head, but I'm not serious.

I'm... not... I...

Don't leave me. It's a stupid idea.

Are you happy?

Of course I'm happy.

Then that should be enough.

I get it!

Well, good.

I'm happy!

-My God, you had me panicking. -Okay. We're good, okay?

What if someone sees?

-Good morning. How are you? -Hi.

-Here. -Thank you.

-I made some eggs. -Oh.

Give you some strength. You'll need it.

You're incredible, Simone. Thank you.

And a pot of coffee so we can make it through tonight.

You make me happy, for the record.

You make me happy too.

Just about always.

Need a hand over here. We need more pressure.

-Simo! -Yeah.

You go close the valve. Bart, stick with me.

Right there.

Check it is on. Is it on?

-Got it. -Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Come on, guys. Hustle, hustle.

Check your oxygen.

-Copy that. -It looks good, looks good.

You can close it now, Simo.

Goddammit! I'll give the tube a try.

I need leverage.

Can we get moving?

Hey, Simo. What's wrong? We're waiting here.

Get on with it. We're roasting.

Oh, Simo!

Simo! Hey!

Francesco, the water pump.

Simo! Hey, hey, hey.

Hey! Simo.

-Wake up. -Simo!

Ooh, oh. You there?

-Rise and shine. -Simone?

Oh!

-Sorry, sorry. Where is Simone Amati? -I don't have an Amati.

He's a firefighter. No? Thanks, okay.

Coming through. Sorry.

Simo.

Oh!

Oh my God, you're okay.

I missed you, so I thought I'd say hello.

Come here, my love.

So full of shit, Simo.

-Hey, it's cool, really. -Right.

I'm serious, honey. Heat stroke happens a lot. You know that.

I'll get made fun of for life. So there's that.

I'm going to make it! So I'm sorry for you.

You may have to take care of me when I'm old.

-Ew. -You weren't really scared, were you?

-No. -I just missed your beautiful face, honey.

I'm in.

I don't know.

In for what?

Our forever.

Yeah?

Us growing old together.

Adoption.

-I'm sorry. Are you serious? -Yes. I'm in.

You're sure about that?

Why, yes.

Wow, that's amazing.

I love you. Okay?

You're better. Let's get out of here?

Um, I may pass out after that information, to be honest.

All right, c'mon.

-Luce? -Yeah?

-What are you... -I'm the expert. Pay attention.

-What's happening? Tell me the plan. -Maybe... Should we check...

-No, the doctor told me not to leave. -What does this say?

Lucia. Luce!

You can't break the rules like that.

We try one time only. Promise me.

-One time. -Of course, yeah. Yeah.

If it all comes apart...

Yes. No more.

-We'll give up forever. -Right, forever.

-And happily. -We'll leave that part up to the universe.

"Children from a previous relationship?"

-I should check "no" for you, right? -Thanks. That means a lot.

Did you lock the car?

So, I assume because you're here,

that both of you have chosen this path as a team?

-Right? I hope so. -Yes.

Actually, not for us. The idea to begin this was his initially.

Just initially. Although, deep down, maybe...

But we're sharing! Plus, I feel better about it now, so...

-And you're excited now? -Yes, yes, yes.

Okay.

So, I'm sure that many of you have considered or tried

something more conventional, maybe IVF or the other various methods.

Who's tried? Show of hands? It's a safe space.

-That's a lot. -Yeah.

-What's IVF? -It's a fertility treatment.

Ah, maybe she could just say that.

You know, I actually have a problem that's congenital.

Uh, a baby definitely wasn't possible. Until now.

For him though? It's still possible.

Okay.

We don't have any proof on paper, you know.

All right. Anyway, I wanna know why

each of you wants to be a future adoptive parent.

Many people will pursue it without options,

so you can put that on hold for now.

But we don't...

-Let's let someone else participate. -For...

Perhaps you were inspired by others.

However, you decided that maybe you'd do a good deed.

But this requires reliability.

Remember, these kids carry a lot of pain.

Healing is a process, so you should think about

whether you can support them emotionally their whole lives.

It can be a lot.

Beyond that, there's the bio parents.

Maybe they do keep the baby.

I'm not trying to talk you out of this.

We want you to succeed, so we try to be honest about everything.

We have an awful lot of misbehaved kids.

They are menaces when they become teenagers.

You could have to pick them up from jail in a few years.

Sure.

I'm sure being adopted doesn't always mean they'll struggle.

Well, you'll see.

The narrative you're presenting is not only unfair, but problematic.

Before you pass judgment, ask if there's truth to what she's saying.

The truth is, these young people are in need.

By deeming them all "menaces" or "difficult,"

you just paint over the nuance of their lives.

I've been doing this since before you were born.

And my policy is honesty. You want to lie to them? Go for it.

-Good luck! -Well, my policy is empathy.

Let's just move on, okay?

"Future adoptive parents must provide a doctor's letter,

attesting to their physical and mental health."

Uh-oh. Is our mental health "attest able?"

Maybe find a better marker, honey. You should put it out of its misery.

But at least it writes.

Uh, okay.

"Certificate of current residence of spouses."

-Wait, what? -Huh?

No, no, keep reading.

-Uh, "marriage certificate." -We're married! Wow, I didn't know.

And how was the ceremony? Were there a lot of guests there?

-Was I in a white dress and veil? -Hey, Luce, I get it, okay?

-Do you? I've been clear. -Is it impossible to imagine for you?

Listen to me. We're going to be parents, Simone.

But I'm not interested in being proposed to.

Hmm?

C'mon, it's just a formality.

Most likely, they require everyone doing this to be married.

I mean, let's just put it down for now.

We're not putting anything down. If they don't want us, we walk.

We'll look like bad candidates.

So? They'll deal with it.

It's a law though.

More like discrimination.

We're just as good as the married people.

Wow, so, um, this is absurd too.

They need another form, and they want our parents to sign it.

My mother?

-We'll just have to figure out... -We won't find her.

I'm sure we can, like, maybe through social media.

I don't know what happened.

I think it would be good for both of you.

Wow, are you for real, Simone?

You're being so pushy. My mother left me.

Why would I wanna find her?

I'm sorry. But, honey, a baby will be worth all this.

Or I could sign it, I guess.

Okay. What? No, stop. That's bad karma.

I'll just sign the damn thing. It's another forged form.

Oh, well, you know.

But you could still marry me though.

I told you no.

I'm kidding, Lucia.

It's just the form, okay? I'm just messing around.

Hello?

Apparently, no one cares I'm here.

Oh, no, but we do see you all the time.

Where is the parade and balloons? I'm finally giving you a grandbaby?

What? Yes, I'm... I...

-Of course we're excited, son. -I get it. It's different.

But you know, it could be... a little bit unpredictable.

With a baby, of course.

No, the adoption. It's a lot of emotional limbo.

We'll just take it day-by-day.

-We want you to be happy. -Yeah, I know.

Both you and Lucia.

Good luck.

Oh, Lucia's the problem, Ma?

This is all her. I mean, it was her idea, so...

-Ornella! -What? No! It was my idea! Goddammit.

-Son, cool down. -The idea was mine. No, wait.

What's the problem, Mom?

I never heard you talking about adoption with Rebecca.

-Just stop. -Rebecca? Are you kidding me?

No, Simone. I'm not. I feel terrible.

This choice might be a huge mistake that you'll regret.

Have you ever asked me what I want? Even once? How would you know?

-This is what you want? -Are you kidding?

Lucia doesn't like being in a family like ours.

You don't even pretend to approve of her.

Just listen to me, all right? I tried to tell you.

She's not a natural mother, and you know it's true.

How can you raise a child with an intern!

Wow, what a horrible thing to be studying medicine.

-It's that... She doesn't commit at all. -You don't take her seriously.

Yes, she does. We've lived together all four years she's been with me.

Yes, you have. But why start a family before you two even get married?

Wow. That's what this is about.

-You have a problem. -No.

I don't know why I expected more!

-I just think, deep down... -I know what you're gonna say to me, Mom.

-If you wanted to marry her, you would've! -Mom. Mom, this is insanity.

Or at least would have proposed to her. Yet, both of you are sitting at home...

Here she goes.

Saying you're wanting to be a family, but on what foundation?

Huh?

You couldn't have spoiled it more.

-Thanks a lot. -What'd you say, son?

Yes. I wanted to surprise you, but of course we start fighting.

We're getting married, Ma.

You could have told me this before, maybe?

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, well, she's far from perfect, and I'm sure you're gonna be fine.

But the child will suffer. Think about that.

Oh, stop it. Pops, Mom's gone totally insane.

First, she's pissed because we're not married,

but now she's more pissed because it's happening.

There's no winning with her!

I can't believe this.

To think, I just came here to get your signatures

and to break the good news.

Look at someone in the eye when you're being rude.

-You're being rude. -I'll sign it.

-You're mean a lot. -Bring it to me and Dad.

Right here, right now, let's go.

-All right, calm down. -I think she may need therapy.

-You married a crazy person. -Let's go!

-Yeah, yeah, put them down? -Okay.

Finally. Why was this so hard?

-Not there. Don't get it dirty. -Ah, okay.

-Wait. Move it over here. -Thanks.

-There. Read it first. -It's a signature, not an affidavit.

It'd better not be. We might com bust.

Very funny.

Here?

Oh my. Really?

I love you both. Drink this.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Yep. Mm. See? I don't have anything against Lucia.

But you were better with Rebecca.

Mother, Rebecca left me 15 years ago. 15 years! Drop it, would you?

Of course, but people change in 15 years. She might.

-Isn't Rebecca single again? -Uh-huh.

Well, she's a widow. This is embarrassing.

Leave it, okay? Obvious much?

-She's all alone! -She's upset. We shouldn't be gossiping.

Oh my God. Please be quiet, Mother. They literally live next door.

-I'm just... -I've told you millions of times.

-I'm dying of embarrassment. -Rebecca and I don't have secrets. No.

-Hello! -Oh dear God.

I know they like apricot.

-Hello. -Hi!

Hi!

-Here we are. -You both look lovely.

-Oh, hi. -Thank you. We got all dressed up for you.

Oh yeah!

-You shouldn't have. -Did you make a cake?

-You made it yourself? -Ma.

Yeah, together. We used apricots and berries. Yeah.

-Because you love them. -Thank you!

-Ma. -Let's go inside. I wanna try the cake.

Let's keep our earlier conversation quiet?

All right? Okay. I'll see you Friday.

Let's go see the doctor. Here we go! Hi there.

-They're getting check-ups. It's busy. -Sorry for the noise.

-Hey, Margie! -Hi, ladies.

-How have you been? -Check-up time.

-We're busy today. -A vacation sounds incredible.

Hello?

-Here they are! -Look at that pool.

-Be cool. -Ah.

-Hi. -Hi, Lucia. Hi, guys. Welcome.

-Thanks. -How are you both?

-We're well, thanks. -Your place is gorgeous.

-Beautiful. Thanks for having us. -Looks amazing.

Thank you for coming. Oh, and watch your step.

Now I kinda wanna jump in.

For dessert, we brought some pastries from this historic bakery.

-That's wonderful. That's great, yeah. -Taste of my hometown.

How can you move? It's amazing.

Well, I'll admit, I'm so sad about the pool.

I mean, we basically live in there.

-It's just bad with a baby, you know? -Mm.

We don't even have a gate around it. There's other stuff too.

I know it's just me acting a little paranoid, but you get it.

That, and we don't have space for an au pair here.

And with our jobs, we need someone live-in to help.

Wait, but they said that about...

So sorry. Is that a thing that the agency mentioned?

-Who? Dr. Casiraghi? -Yeah.

No, when it's material stuff, she seems unconcerned.

Ah! I'm reading her book. I'll get it for you.

-I'm halfway. -You made this?

-This is really tasty. -Amazing.

Here. It's been helpful so far.

-See? -Oh, nice. It is her.

Yeah. Her photo.

Kinda weird, right?

Such a moody picture. No, this is good. Thanks.

Her view is that parenting is part human and part animal.

-For sure. -And the animal part...

That's the only moment in our experience as human beings that's authentic.

Amazing, thank you.

But that other lady is awful. That therapist? Do you remember that one?

-He hated her. -Zappacosta?

How could I forget? I was like, "Oh my God."

-She's a psychologist. -You sure?

A cognitive analyst, yeah.

-What? A cognitive analyst? -Should we toast?

Okay. Let's make a toast now.

Oh, I can't drink. I drove.

But don't feel like you can't drink because of me.

-Wait! I know. -I'll have a drink. I'm in.

-We can find something. -I have the perfect thing.

-I'll get it. -Mm!

It's lovely and completely nonalcoholic.

-This, here... -Brilliant.

Is homemade kombucha. I'm hooked.

It's basically fermented black tea.

It has truly changed our lives. Want some?

-Oh? -Here, I'll pour.

-No, no, let's use the wine glasses. -Oh, okay.

It's fizzy. It's like Prosecco.

-Wanna try? -Sure.

-A client got us into it. -Looks good.

He has an island off the coast of Japan

totally dedicated to tea.

What do you mean he has an island? He owns one?

It's breathtaking. We stayed there for six months.

-Seriously? -Yeah.

Sorry, I think about whether I could make a business out of it.

Like "Brewed by Claudia," or something silly like that.

Well, you'll be the judges. Now, cheers. To us.

-And? -Fizzy taste.

It's good, it's good! It's amazing. What?

We've only talked about ourselves nonstop. What kind of work are you both in?

Ah. Well, I'm a firefighter, actually.

-Really? -Mostly boring.

No, you're our protectors.

I bet there's adrenaline when you're in the elements

and saving houses and animals.

Well, we save very few animals, actually. No cats stuck in trees.

I mean, they're capable. Yeah, they don't just wait at the top.

-They climb down. -Of course.

We get a lot of calls. Most of the time, they aren't real emergencies.

Either way, we come.

We do the full helmets, jackets, heavy boots, usually unnecessary.

That's what we do mostly.

It's brave to sacrifice your safety like that.

It's just a family thing.

My father was a firefighter, so I became a firefighter,

and then my brother became one too.

And you, Lucia?

I discovered my passion late in life.

So I'm in nursing school, but I'll finish my internship soon.

Problem is, I'm a bit behind in life now.

-No time limit finding yourself. -Yes.

And it takes experimentation. That's vital for me too.

-Mm. -Mm, well said.

We may find some pointers on how to experiment with food like this.

Can I say I really admire that you're both passionate, you know?

Well, same to you.

About your work.

With our jobs, it's always earning. Earning enough money, whatever that means.

Yes, but to go on vacation on an island does seem pretty great.

Can you even imagine?

It's superficial though. What you do is brave and real.

Eh, I guess.

I find them so charming.

For millionaires, I mean.

So perfectly put together. They'll definitely get a child.

Yeah, maybe two even.

They have a giant house, but it's somehow too small?

Yeah. Well, they'll need space for the nanny.

And we need space for a baby.

-Hmm. -So be it.

Yeah, but we'll get a little baby who fits in our place and is happy.

Simo, come on.

What?

I'm still in my internship. We have a tiny house. I'm just wondering.

Is this a good idea?

We're brave, didn't you hear?

And I think I agree.

Hmm.

Well, I'm not brave.

Marry me?

We can do everything our way, right?

No, Simo. An adoption paper shouldn't force us.

It's not for the paper. It's about being together.

Imagine a church with my family in utter pandemonium,

and you pissed off already.

While we're at it, we could find your family and your mother?

-Stop testing the waters with family. -You'll be in a giant white dress.

No family, then.

And no church?

Is it a wedding without a church though?

Yes, of course. We'll just do it at City Hall.

Yeah, that might be okay.

And maybe I'll think about the dress.

You've made up your mind, then?

May I have your hand?

Marry me, right here?

Yeah.

This moment is all we need.

I love this moment. It's so us.

I now pronounce you husband and wife.

Yeah!

Cheers to you both!

Congratulations!

Wow!

Kiss!

You happen to be looking for these?

Oh damn! Wait. We have to do the thing. Right.

Lucia! Lucia! Lucia!

Simone! Simone!

Yay!

Let's go!

Well done, Simone!

Congrats, lovebirds!

Take a photo!

Kiss her!

I'll never leave you. I can't believe we did this. Fuck you!

All right, all right!

-Oh, hi, newlyweds! -Oh, no, seriously, look at that!

Leave it. Careful, my brother has two kids.

So whatever this is, calm it down. Calm down.

Simone, remember, I'm keeping your secret from Mom.

Oh man. Glad you came.

Can you believe my brother?

-The man is selfish. -Hi! Oh my God, you're here!

Why don't you come up here for something to eat?

-Come on! -Congratulations!

Don't be shy. You're invited!

It's some party up here.

-Kiss her! Kiss her! -Again?

They're married!

Congratulations!

Yeah!

Yeah!

Good God.

Mm.

Mm.

-Both guys are interested. -Yes, but you know.

Consider the vibes. You always pick bad guys, like Marco.

-Did you see? Look. Both follow Emilia. -No. Oh, more?

So? Emilia has dated half the men in Rome,

but maybe they're friends.

-This app is supposed to be about... -Lucia?

-Can you come with me, please? -Oh.

-Find me after? -Sure, thanks.

I know, this is about the missing files we need for tomorrow.

No, it's not about missing files.

Sit here, please.

This is camera footage, and maybe it will jog your memory.

Do you see that person?

Who's that? Huh?

Me.

Explain to me why someone, anyone,

would make a totally stupid choice to steal a whiteboard?

I didn't steal it! You were throwing them away.

Yeah, and that doesn't give you free rein to nab it!

This is an embarrassment!

Well, I'm happy to bring it back right away.

I don't think you get it! This speaks to the ethics of our department.

-You've put me in an awkward position. -Alfio.

My intention wasn't to steal.

If you're expecting me to vouch for you,

I can't promise you that.

What if they say I aided and abetted this utter bullshit?

I could get fired, you understand?

You're reporting me? Isn't that a little much?

I am. And I'm suspending you.

Alfio.

Please. I'm adopting a baby now.

This process is tough, and this will cause a huge problem.

Problem? Be a grown-up. We all have problems, Lucia.

I have problems. They have problems.

-But I may lose... -Come on. My apologies. It's time to go.

Alfio, seriously? Alfio!

No, Alfio!

So I'll be honest. The house has a lot of quirks, but good bones.

It was donated to us by an older woman.

Oh, I see.

But you can fix it up however you want.

I'm pleased our church can help out a new family.

-Thank you, Father. -Of course.

I hope this young family makes up their mind

because a lot of other families are interested. Right, Luce?

-Yeah. -Uh-huh.

It's a great opportunity, and our home is just down the street.

It's a kitchen and dining in one.

We'll fix that.

-And the furniture. -Amazing.

Crown molding!

Brilliant. When do you move in?

Perks of matrimony, huh? Cohabitation.

Oh, that's right. Simo, your matrimony.

You see, everyone is fighting for a wedding here.

Let us through.

We've just been so... so busy, but thank you all for asking.

Please, just decide. When I was your age, I had four children already.

-We're waiting until we're more settled. -The church is reserved until November.

-I guess we'll talk about it. -We'd like to put our name down.

Our family members got married in November. It was a disaster.

No, hold on.

I'm tired. Should I nap in her bed?

Also, it's easier for the parish

to give a house to a couple that got married here, you know?

Sure, thanks. I just think we need to talk about it.

Yes, but quietly.

It's, uh, pretty nice, huh?

The bedroom is cozy.

Tell them we're gonna go play.

Beautiful. And a view of the sea.

The grass is lava, and the brick is safe!

You got out last time, so you can't play!

They're a pain, and I'll tell them to give us some space, okay? I just...

-No, that's not it. -Huh?

What's wrong?

Sorry, Simo. I screwed us over. I...

Are you mad at me?

No, I'm not mad at you, honey.

Good, it's barely a problem. I have a whole plan.

I'm gonna find a better job this week.

-Hey, there. -Hey.

-I'm confident. -We'll be good.

Would you say so if you were angry?

Luce, I'm not angry. I'm trying to concentrate.

Can we please focus?

Here we go.

Okay. Oh, let me lead if she throws prodding questions at you.

-She doesn't know anything. -No, exactly.

They'd sooner ban us for being poor.

Oh, and the rings. The rings.

The rings.

Mm.

This one is yours. Why are you laughing?

-I'm married, Simone. So married! -Yeah. You're married. To me.

Come in.

Okay.

Ah, about time!

-Ah, no, we were... -Excuse us.

Will Dr. Casiraghi be joining?

No, she's on leave to do research, apparently.

Come in, please.

-Uh... -We don't have all day.

-So we'll be with you? -Yes, ma'am.

-Ah. -Come on now.

-Um, well, uh, okay. -I'm going to Velletri.

If I hit the Appia after 4:00, there's no way I'm on time.

I'll be stuck. Pain in the butt. Would you like a chocolate?

-Here. -No, thanks.

Sure, why not. Thanks.

Sit down wherever you like.

Sure.

You can also be on the couch.

-Oh, should we... -Yeah.

So, first of all, I'll tell you a few things about me

so we can get to know each other.

Yes.

So I'm Silvana Zappacosta. My field is sexology.

So you just work with couples?

Systemic issues are huge.

So I worked with couples,

but also had discussions about society and how it shapes us sexually.

And now, here I am.

Which has been a much-needed change for me.

In what sense?

It was a bit difficult. There were a lot of failures.

So did couples break up as a result of counseling?

No, almost everyone stays together, which means that the therapy failed.

It's hard for humans to be honest, so they stay together.

-Ah. -Okay now.

I'm going to ask you some simple questions.

First...

Why do you want a child?

-Well, I can speak to that. -Go for it.

We hope to make a positive impact,

and we thought maybe a baby might offer us an opportunity

to unconditionally love a child who needs it.

Mm... An A-plus.

You read Dr. Casiraghi's silly book, but I wanna know your answer.

It is...

There's no wrong response, but you must be 100% honest.

I think I've been a bit more apprehensive,

but I'm hoping through this process...

She's just being rough on herself, but she'd be great at this.

And I'm not quite sure we've thought of one reason.

-Mm. -There are honestly a lot of reasons.

Okay, I'm going to leave it blank for now.

-But... -But why leave it blank?

-Tell me about your parents. -I don't get this woman.

And again, I want the truth. Mm?

-Okay. -You're up.

Yep.

Speak freely.

My relationship with my family is great.

-I have a big family, lots of kids. -Oh.

I'm one of four siblings. We're just typical, I guess.

Mm, my mother had us very young.

At my age, she'd had all four of us,

but we had a beautiful childhood.

Simpler times too.

Hmm.

Mama?

-Mama? -Who me? Oh!

Um, Mom was an only child, and she was raised outside of Puglia

by her grandparents, who died.

And are you close to your parents?

I never met my father. And my mom...

Well, she's never really been present in my life.

-Do you have any siblings? -No.

She's completely allergic to her family.

Seriously, like, it's been five years. She vanishes into the mist.

I barely see her outside of funerals and stuff.

-Yeah. -If I can interrupt.

The form says you got a signature from her on the letter of consent.

So you certainly had to meet your mother...

We had her sign by mail.

To be clear, sometimes we...

We'd like to stay in touch with her, and she travels a lot, so it's hard.

She moves a lot.

-But she calls on holidays. -For sure. Christmas.

Okay, that's good. Thank you. Mama, this is for you.

Please complete this questionnaire.

Are we done with the questions?

Yes, as a pair.

Should I stay here or...

Yes, yes, yes. Now we're going to have a chat.

Who, me?

Thanks. Could I please borrow a pen?

Sure thing.

Yo.

All right.

Hmm.

-Shall we begin? -Mm.

-Listen, Simone. -Yes?

How are you?

Oh, everything's good.

-Work is great. I'm well. -Mm.

We get check-ups. We're both in shape. We jog and eat well.

That's all fine, but I want to hear about your well-being emotionally.

Oh, emotionally? We're good. Great, actually. Just normal all around.

-Mm. Aha. -What?

I was expecting words like nervous, excited, relaxed.

Emotions, you know?

-Yeah? -Ah, got it. I got it.

I see.

Well, uh, all of those things.

Simone, I asked a very simple question.

Listen to me. Please tell me how you are.

Well, I'm fine.

Really.

No?

Wait, let me see. I think it's this one, right?

No? Oh, wait, I think it's here.

Little bit peculiar, isn't it?

Okay, looks good. Can we open that wine, please, Simo?

This one that cost 15 bucks? Let's at least wait for them, huh?

Well...

Man, they're early.

-Here we go. -It looks nice, right?

-Yep. -Great.

Ah, I have olive oil on my hand!

It's okay. Here we go.

-There they are! Please, this way. -Hi! May we come in?

Permission to enter?

-We brought a few things. -Was there traffic?

-Welcome! -Can I put this in the kitchen?

-You shouldn't have. -This is kombucha.

Oh, kombucha!

The one you had was from green tea. This one's made from black tea, so...

-The black is our favorite. -Thank you. That's so generous.

You really don't go anywhere without kombucha, huh?

-There's eight liters in there. -Thanks.

Luce, give it to me. I got it.

Before you drink the kombucha, it needs to ferment for a couple days.

-That's important. -Yep.

-The bottle will be ready after two days. -Okay.

Then you make a filter, pulling out any deposits.

Oh, I see. Did you see?

-You can add different aromas, spices. -Thank you.

-You get to personalize it. -Thank you.

-It's fun to do together. -Oh, come over here.

-Yes, where are my manners? -Shall I put my bag...

-Shall I put it in the other room for you? -Yes, that's fine.

Hey, there you go.

-So cute. Your place is lovely. -It means a lot to us to host.

Thanks. And move the cushions to sit on, if you don't mind.

Everything is cozy. The fairy lights.

I wanted something with solar panels for the sun.

They're so whimsical.

Well, this is the house, basically, until we move.

There's one room there, but we want the baby to have a room too.

-Oh, for sure. -Same area still?

-I'd like to stay, hopefully. -Yeah.

Well, I also saw a place outside Ostia.

-Nice. -By the sea.

Probably be nice for my family. They're all there.

-That's wonderful! Of course. -Helping hands.

Yes, but it'll be months of looking to pick one we like.

And there's a more pressing issue.

There's this whole complaint situation.

Oh, right. That almost slipped my mind.

I'm sorry. I'm glad you brought it up, so we can discuss it.

-Yes. -No, wait.

First, maybe I'll go open a bottle.

-Calm down before we... -Open it.

True, what am I saying? Let's drink first!

Let's open a bottle, and I'll share what I know so...

The circumstance is a bit impossible. It's lingering.

-Let's talk. Maybe I can help. -May I?

I hope this will be okay. It has a screw cap, so it may not be...

No, really, some of the best wines are screw caps.

-So is there... -Lucia, can I pour you some wine?

Please. Thanks.

So, even if the crime is ridiculous, it's punishable, technically.

And unfortunately, by law. Again, unlikely.

Wait, I could go to jail?

Very unlikely. I mean...

Keep in mind, there are other elements at play,

such as past offenses, so you're in good shape.

Calling it a crime is hilarious. This whole thing is insane.

She saved this from the garbage.

-Are you kidding? -That exact one?

-This is worth four dollars. -I love how you still hung it!

Plus, add in the sales tax. No, I stole it. I admit it.

-I'm at peace. -No! You did nothing.

And really remember, it would have to escalate...

From a complaint. Yes.

-Will they probably classify it as a... -Well, a crime?

Maybe they could?

Well, I'd like to offer my services because now we're like friends.

-Really? -This is barely a complaint.

-Don't worry. -Wow, that's...

I'm happy to help.

Don't get a public defender. Claudia is a shark.

No, I've been doing it for so long.

-It's second-nature. -Amazing.

-We're so happy to help. -Thanks. Thank you! You are both so cool.

Cheers to getting past it. So glad we met you guys.

You are both beautiful people.

And you've never seen us naked.

I almost choked!

No, I'm messing around.

I just mean, we became friends, and we all have so much in common.

-It's nice to find. -We're similar? I think we are.

For sure.

We're interesting and open-minded couples or people, in general.

Yeah, and with the adoption too.

That was the start.

Only difference is that, unfortunately, I can't give my wife a child.

I'm in the same boat!

Well, the hormones made me... Pa-pa-pa-pam!

-Like a machine gun. -It's true.

Yeah.

We made you both uncomfortable. Sorry.

-No way. -Not at all.

It really weighs on our minds, and...

It's good practice being honest with friends.

I believe it's nice to be open-minded and empathetic

since we're all, at some point, potentially adopting or starting a family.

-I'm happy you told us. -Really?

Plus, this whole process is...

Painful. Absolutely.

It's true, I went to the doctor last week, and he told me, he said,

"Claudia, your ovaries are in their twenties."

No, that's hilarious, but that's a beautiful thing!

Sure, it's beautiful, yes, but otherwise useless.

-Have you ever tried... -A curse.

-Artificial implantation or something? -A sperm bank.

-Yes, we tried it and hated it. -That bad?

-It was strange. For us. -So clinical.

The idea of conceiving that way was already tough,

but mostly, repurposing the sperm of a stranger.

Some guy.

And then you're pregnant with him.

-And it's, like, impersonal. -Impersonal.

I suppose there are other ways, but...

-IVF, we tried. Adoption, of course. -More ways. Yeah. Complex, uh-huh.

But then, last week, I brought up to him how much I adore you.

And we started spitballing a possibility being parents

to a baby who is ours biologically.

In a natural way.

One attempt is all it takes, Simo.

I promise I won't be jealous.

Huh?

Are you kidding me?

When I realized, I couldn't find an excuse.

People are so nuts.

When did everyone lose their fucking minds?

-Who knows. -This, this, this.

Man, with fucking instructions.

They gifted us a chore, am I right?

They honestly must be pretty desperate to ask us like that.

It's kinda sad.

Yeah. That's true.

Poor things.

Can I just leave them on the counter, then?

Do you think Claudia will still help me?

God, I hope they're not that crazy.

Who knows how they think? They were crazy to propose it in general.

That's a good point.

Oof.

What do you think?

What do I think?

It's a hypothetical possibility, I guess.

Yeah. I'm sorry, are you kidding me? You're asking me to sleep with that lady?

Fine, just calm down. Don't yell at me.

A random woman wants me so she can steal my sperm,

and you're still considering it?

Yes, but I should get a say.

I would never ask you to go off impregnating other people's wives!

Okay, I'm not impregnating anyone's wife or having children with anyone else.

Hopefully, the public defender is exceptional.

-At least admit she's beautiful. -Are you insane?

I would be into it if I were you.

But you're not, are you? It's my body, my choice, babe.

I'm not like you, wanting to sleep with random people.

I don't do that.

Well, you sure did the night we met.

That's because it was you.

So it was fate, then?

Night, Simone.

What did you write to your mom?

What did I write?

You said that she signed the consent form, and you haven't seen her.

So did you explain the situation at all in your letter?

It may be upsetting, but Lucia, you need to do it.

Sure.

For drawing.

What's wrong?

-What's that face? -What are you talking about?

That!

-What face? I'm not making a face! -Enough now. Spit it out!

-Forget it. Come on. No, no, no, no! -I'm fine.

-Everything is normal. -Enough of this shit. Vomit it up!

What do you want me to say? This whole thing is just...

It's just absurd.

I don't know.

It's frustrating being harassed, okay?

This is for the protection of the children.

These questions, okay?

You've looked into all of us. Asked our parents for signatures.

It's so clear you don't trust any of us.

These children have been abandoned. They're traumatized.

And your issues with your mom will bleed through.

We're protecting them emotionally!

Well, no, my mother abandoned me as well.

I was left too.

That was very hard, I'm sure, Lucia.

I know what that feels like,

and I shouldn't have to force you to believe in me.

Do you believe in yourself?

Why would I believe...

Maybe I'll just throw it all away thanks to you.

Well, if you're finished, please draw something.

Hurry up 'cause I'm heading out of the city,

and you know rush hour in Rome is absolutely awful.

-What a pleasant woman. -Hey!

Bitch.

This did not go well.

Oh, well, you're too hard on yourself. I'm sure it's okay.

She was prodding about my mom, and I freaked out,

and then I told her I might give up on this.

Whatever. She hates me now. I'm over it.

She likes you. I know it. And she's rooting for us. We'll be okay.

Well, my turn.

May I come in?

-Morning. -Good morning.

How are you?

Doing well?

Yeah.

I just... We just wanted to bring a present.

Please, for you.

You know this is bribery, right?

No, what? Bribery?

No, I saw them at the supermarket, and I recognized them.

But if it's not allowed...

Give it here.

-Yeah? Really? -Sure, why not?

-Okay, good. -Thanks.

Of course.

I just remembered that you like them.

And you all work so hard.

Okay, Simone, let's begin. Sound good?

Sure, sure. Okay. Mm.

All right.

Tell me why you want a child.

But we discussed this already.

You've not responded though.

But that's what I mean.

Plus, you even wrote it down, as I recall.

But...

Simone.

How are you?

Uh, I'm okay.

I, um... Normal is a bad answer.

You already told me that.

But if I say perfect, I'm sure that'd be rejected also,

so, um, maybe you could get me started?

For real?

Wait, I wanna tell Lucia. Just a second.

-Lucia, we're not done yet. Okay? -Okay.

No. That's enough for today.

Next time, please bring two essays for me.

Write about your other half. It's a couple's exercise.

No Internet. And keep them a surprise.

So we're finished? Both of us can head home now.

Yes, go, go.

Got it. I'll just leave my drawing here.

Do you wanna cheat and read them?

Come on, we can't. Zappacosta will figure it out.

I think we can hide it.

I don't know.

Simo, please help me. It's difficult.

But you just have to write a couple nice things about me.

I already wrote them, but they sound so basic.

I'm still totally mortified from our last meeting.

I wanna sound smart.

What do you have so far?

-Huh? -The truth.

Which truth? Hers or ours?

Okay, maybe we'll read...

No. No, no, no, no, no.

No, I shouldn't have brought it up. Let's not share.

Well, now you're freaking me out.

It's fine.

Now that you mentioned it, I'm worried because Zappacosta's crazy.

What if she reads between the lines and starts, like, accusing us,

or judging, or saying we're not ready?

Plus, the issues with your mom, and the complaint before.

-I guess. -I just want us to be smart.

Wait, what "mom issue"?

Well, that we forged her signature on the form.

Yeah, well, it's already done.

They might call your mom to see if we're lying about it, okay?

No, they don't have time to do that.

Yeah, but why gamble on it?

-Can I just look for your mother online? -I don't know.

On social media.

-Let me help you, please? C'mon. -Simo, no. No.

I'm confused about why. Let's make sure she's at least okay.

Just for peace of mind.

I'll admit it, I'm often wrong about a lot of things.

-But this, I think I'm right. -Yeah, fine.

Now I'm worried that what I wrote is stupid.

I should edit it. You're sure you don't wanna read mine?

Nope!

Simo?

You sleeping?

No.

I broke. I texted my mother.

She's responding to my messages.

-Really? -Mm-hmm.

Oh wow. Hey, well done.

Did you tell her about the adoption and everything?

No. She wants me to visit her tomorrow.

She's up in Tarquinia. I'll tell her when I'm there.

-I'm proud of you. -Mm.

Want me to come with you, huh?

-Huh? -No, don't worry. I'll go.

It could be nice for you.

I think I need to do it alone.

Who even am I? I want a baby, while I'm avoiding my mother.

Get some sleep.

You did it, baby.

Good morning!

-Someone's chipper. -Oh.

-Hi, Auntie. -Hi, baby.

How are the books?

Fine, basically.

Make sure to double-check, okay?

I always make sure, Enrico.

You? You meeting someone?

Yeah, I'm looking for Celeste.

She should be here any minute. Just a moment, okay? Thanks.

Let's get this day started.

Hello to you all.

Your Highness.

What, did you sleep here?

Can I steal that phone charger for a bit?

Oh baby.

Today we're celebrating.

It's my daughter.

-Lucia. Nice to meet you. -Paola.

-Nice to meet you. -Enrico. Pleasure.

Hurry up! We're running late!

Careful now. Happy Sunday.

-Move that over? -Hey, Leti.

-You're a bit late. -Happy Sunday.

Hi, love. Hello.

-I did. I brought it. -Of course you did.

Ah, happy Sunday, kids. Wanna get off those stupid things?

-They're rotting their brains. -Morning, Simo.

Hey, this way, Rebecca!

Girls, be good.

-Hi, ladies. -Let's go play!

-Happy Sunday! Welcome, Rebecca. -How are you?

-Mom? -Huh?

You invited her again?

What? Of course! She's family.

I get it, but next time, can you give a warning?

-They always come on Sundays. -Did you see that Rebecca is here?

She's family, I know. It's Ma.

-Rebecca brought lasagne. -Oh, wonderful. What a treasure.

-Good morning. -I didn't think you would come.

Eh, I like to surprise everyone, especially on Sundays. The family vibes.

Sit over there, honey.

-No, no, not there. No. -There?

That one's taken. Here, Simone!

Good morning. You been well?

-Hi. Happy Sunday, Dad. -Happy Sunday.

-I'll sit here. -Good.

Simone, did you see this? So beautiful, right?

-That's a nice lasagne. -Pour the wine!

-Trying to fatten Simone up. -Make space, Simone.

Yeah, because I'm being made to binge pasta constantly when I'm here.

The meal is ready.

Put your phones down, and offer to help, grabbing the vegetables.

Enough with the ball, sweetheart.

-Listen to your dad. Give it here. -A nice white.

-That ball gives me a migraine. -Drop the ball now.

Cavatappi!

Cut it out, kids. Lunchtime.

-To the table. Now. -I'm not hungry though.

We're all eating, okay?

Plus, wait, she finally passes by, but it's fine when it freezes behind it.

But there were cameras!

You're exaggerating.

Some impression you two are making for my daughter.

But it's part of you. A big part.

-Part of your Bohemian image. -No, it's...

It's not a nice image.

All right, forget about him. Lucia, tell me about yourself.

Boyfriend or married? Kids? Job?

Yeah, actually. I just got married.

-That's nice, congrats. -That's why she came today to visit.

But why didn't you go?

That's my girl. Who's the lucky guy?

His name's Simone.

Tell us, did you marry him because he's the one,

or is it because you were lonely?

-Are you insane? -Why would you say that to her, Celeste?

You're terrible with men. Now you're messing her up about them too.

They do call me a hopeless romantic.

I'm here because of another important thing.

-Oh, enlighten us? -Ah!

That only means one thing.

You're pregnant, Lucia?

Oh my God, she's pregnant.

Mm.

No, Mom, I can't conceive.

Not something you recall?

-That's awful. -Oh my God. She's barren.

-Drop it about the baby, okay? -How am I supposed to know?

-Go figure. -I probably offended you. I'm embarrassed.

-No. -I just got confused and a little excited.

Adopting isn't that far off.

Yeah, Simone and I are adopting.

If we get chosen.

They train us to be caretakers primarily.

My brother tried to do that, you know?

They asked him and his wife too many questions,

so they ended up quitting.

I wonder why they don't ask these questions

to normal people, right?

I wasn't prepared at all.

I mean, she knows that.

I'll admit, I made a few tiny mistakes, but she's fine, right?

So pretty and so smart.

-No? -Yeah.

Sorry, excuse me.

Where are you going?

-Paola, you never mind your own business. -You're the opposite.

-Where are you going? -You only think about yourself.

Lucia!

Please stop being so dramatic.

What's wrong? What happened? Tell me what happened, right now.

Are you kidding me?

I thought we were just joking around.

Listen to me. You were a really awful mother.

Mom's here, darling.

-I know, I know. -I should have never visited you.

Come to your mama.

But listen, if someone calls you from social services,

you have to say we're adopting a baby, okay?

That I mailed you a form and you signed.

What kind of form was it?

Mom.

Oh, no problem, baby. I'll say that. But I'm hoping you can stay.

No, it's late. Simone is waiting.

Wait, your mama says please don't leave forever.

I'm really sorry. My girl is amazing.

But not because of me, honestly.

Mm.

Tell me more about the process.

Must be costly, right? All the stuff for the baby?

We're okay. We've been saving a bit of money.

We've been preparing. No need to be worried.

Well, that's what I like to hear. And you're happy.

-And now Mom wants to share something. -Hmm?

I think I need to move again.

Things aren't bad here, but I need to make a change.

What, you changed jobs again or like always?

Yes, but I'm a little broke and was hoping, temporarily,

I could borrow money again from you?

I'd pay you back, of course.

Money? Seriously?

Well, remember, I'm your mother,

and your grandmother gave you, literally, everything she had.

Everything! What the hell? God.

God.

See if you can hit it!

What do we think they're up to?

-Some trouble? -Yeah.

-You bet. -Yeah.

-You missed. Go again, go again! -Yeah.

It's been really great being here today.

Yeah.

-And Ornella makes us feel so welcome. -Mm.

Truth be told, it's a good distraction for Penelope,

with everything going on for us.

I'm sure she's happy to help. She loves you guys.

-We're not a burden, are we? -No, never.

Well, I'm glad. Staying home is really hard for us.

-I imagine, but the family enjoys hosting. -In this moment.

Okay.

-What's this now? -I'm taking it away.

No. You don't let us play anything!

This is insanity. The beach is down there, okay?

-Lower your volume. -We're not allowed down there.

-Lower your volume. -I'm so sick of you boys.

Children! Yeah?

Yeah.

Pepe, what are they talking about? Explain, please, for us.

No? Okay.

Fine, then. How about this?

-Do you want to play a game? Do you? -Yes!

Oh!

And what game do you wanna play?

-Any ideas? -No!

Do you have any ideas for us?

Hmm, Capture the Flag?

No!

Then I'll let you in on a secret game, okay?

Yeah?

Let's all meet down there. Sound good? Quick.

-This way. -Finally, a fun game.

Oh my God.

-Beautiful, Rebecca. -A pack of wild animals.

Simo! Simo?

Yeah?

We're playing firefighter!

-Oh! Damn! What are you... Oh, really? -Every man for himself!

-You all better say your prayers. -Run! Don't let him get you!

-Drench him! -He's a monster!

Firefighters are scrappy!

I can't believe what a mess my life is.

Quick! We need more water!

- The firefighter has no fear - Careful.

-You better duck! -The firefighter has no fear

We got Grandpa!

Quick, the hose!

Hey, kids, let's get Grandma!

Take that!

Damn it! Not now!

-Stop! -Kids!

Did I say I wanted to play? Why did you freaking do that?

-Leave her alone. -Kids.

What a ♪♪♪♪♪♪♪ family!

Hey, Luce. Oh, great.

Hey, can you knock it off? Wait, wait, Lucia!

-This is not how we behave. -Lucia! Wha...

And you know that!

What, you're actually angry about that? Come on.

-Sorry. -They're playing.

-That wasn't cool. -Hey, I...

Please, we wanna keep playing.

It's my fault. I should have... I should have stopped the whole thing.

Did something happen with your mom?

-Yes. -She didn't show?

Oh, no, she did.

-Disaster? -Massive.

-Massive? -Yeah.

Sorry. I'm as terrible as she is.

-You are not terrible. -Yeah, I am.

-Don't pay them any mind. -You're wonderful.

They're just playing. Why don't you both dry off?

Mom, wait a minute.

We can talk about wedding plans for fun, okay?

Are you kidding? I'm in the middle of something.

The two of us need one moment of peace, and you're pushing again. Please, don't.

We have so much to do! You're stressing me out!

Let's just plan for it to be in the garden.

We are having a private conversation right now.

Nobody wants your input. It's insane you're planning this now.

Ornella, we're already married.

-Oh shit. -All right?

-Come on. -I'll come clean, okay?

It was at City Hall. Tell them, Bartolomeo.

-Bart, you didn't! -How could you?

Hey, wait. I mean, it's not Bartolomeo's fault.

-I'm just trying to... -We were the ones who did it!

Okay? We're married. That's it.

We just wanted the wedding to be done our way.

Yeah, but we'll still plan a fun event with the family.

-We'll do something with amazing food. -Yeah, maybe a party?

-And we can dress nicely. -But we'll plan the party.

Besides, the party's always the best.

-We don't need the rest. -Congratulations, Simone. You did good.

Are you okay?

A garden wedding. Yeah, yeah.

-Yeah? -Let's go inside. Okay.

Long live the couple!

-Anyway, congratulations. -Yeah, thanks.

Excuse me, but you really screwed us, you asshole!

I told you it'd be easier if I told them. I'll fix it, okay?

-I know, I know. Sorry. -I'm sorry. I...

Oh God.

I wanna hear everything, okay?

Sure.

-Maybe I'll... -What?

Have to throw water balloons at you more.

Doing okay this morning?

-Mm? -Yeah.

I'm sorry I said I'm like her. It's not true.

I found love, unlike my mom, you know?

I think it's probably a deep fear.

I'm sure.

Simo, I was thinking.

I know how it feels to be abandoned.

Yeah, I know.

I'm sure now. Adopting is so right for us.

We're perfectly imperfect.

-I'm so happy, honey. -Me too.

And I promise, I have a plan to get a job and to find a good home for us.

The three of us.

Not in Ostia, please though.

Well, then let's just breathe for a little bit.

But let's keep our dreams for just us, yeah?

Sure.

-My mom will get dealt with. -Mm-hmm.

I'll put up a good boundary.

Will you?

Mom and Dad?

Are your essays ready?

-Ah, yes. We got here early. -Hello.

Great, we'll read them in another office. Our usual one is full right now.

-Okay. -Wait, did she say we're reading?

Whoop.

Um, are... are you...

-Are we... We're together? -Should Lucia maybe start us off?

No. Our session is together today.

There you go.

Why are we together? I didn't think I'd read it out loud.

It's not graded. Calm yourself.

-Simone, come here. -Get in here!

-The restroom is this way? -After, okay?

-He's just feeling embarrassed. -We need you.

-Join us. -I tried.

I just didn't know the order of things.

I'm fine.

I was under the impression we would potentially just turn them in, so...

Lucia, you first.

-Ah, okay. May I go? -Yeah.

You're making her perform like this?

Stop it, okay?

Oh. A new one.

"When we upgraded our sofa, a couple of men came to deliver it."

"And before putting it together, they said,

'Decide where you want it because moving it later is tough.'"

"I think that the sofa is Simone."

"Sometimes he's very difficult to move,

but also, he's so strong and sturdy, despite constant shaking."

"Usually, it's me behind that shaking, if I'm being honest."

"And I know it's not always easy, as I'm the opposite of a sofa."

"I'm a curtain flapping in the wind. I'm constantly racing around."

"But he's, nevertheless, present."

"I asked myself if we were too different, but the answer was no."

"Because it turns out,

a beautiful apartment needs both a sofa and curtains."

"And it's true, he rarely moves,

but that's the perfect match for someone without a family."

"And when I'm with him, I feel grounded."

"I feel understood for who I am."

"Maybe he's not a sofa,

but I'm positive there's no better place to rest your head."

Hmm.

And now, Dad?

You're up, babe.

Yes. So...

Oh, Simone. Hmm?

That was... Mine is a lot shorter, but I'll give it a go.

"Lucia is the love of my life."

"Because she's funny and sweet. My best friend."

"When I met her, everything changed forever."

Let's see. "I believe in her."

"I know she can achieve her goals."

"The night we met, I thought, 'Someday, I wanna marry her.'"

-You're finished? -Yeah.

No, you're not finished. It's way longer.

I saw it.

-Come on. -Oh, I see.

-That's fine. She'll read it for you. -We won't judge.

-What are you worried about? -I'm reading the CliffsNotes version.

Fine, I'll just read it, then.

Okay, so...

Here we go.

"She's amazing at taking care of everyone, and that's why she's in medicine."

"She dreamed of being a nurse, and she accomplished it."

"She always commits to her pursuits, all the way."

"She loves cooking."

"She's tidy and makes our home cozy."

"She's calm and peaceful every day,

and my family loves her a lot."

"Actually, we're hoping to move to be near my family."

"It's great for a baby to have a family that's close."

"We both enjoy spending time with my brother's kids."

"All babies and all children love Lucia 'cause she's so gentle and kind."

"She's everything a mom should be."

My wife.

Only a little generic, huh?

Simone struggles to reach into his soul to see inside.

He's just not profound.

-I'm no poet, but... -No, no.

This entire time, you've refused to be real with me.

You're stuck in a cycle.

However, I can't continue like this.

You have to decide how to fix it now.

No hard feelings, okay?

Lucia!

Wait!

Whoa, whoa!

Luce.

Don't go.

Hey.

Hello?

Please.

Yes?

I'll rewrite my essay, okay? I was just...

No, I've heard all I need to hear.

Do you realize what you wrote, Simone?

That wasn't about me. It's another woman.

I just wanted to make a good impression.

-Make a good impression, seriously? -I tried. You have to admit.

What the fuck should I have written, huh?

That you lose your shit with the kids? That you hate my family?

What should I have written?

That before you didn't even want a kid?

Okay.

Where are you... Oh! Oh!

Lucia!

Whoo!

FIRE DEPARTMENT

I don't know. I didn't get her number.

Hey, they're coming.

-What time is it? -It's late.

Fuck.

I'll let them in.

Oh God.

-Good morning. -Hi.

-You have a nice balcony. -Yeah.

A nice place for a meal in the summer.

Yeah, we eat out there often. Come on in.

-Thanks. -This is it.

-Sorry, I was in the bathroom. -Oh, hello.

We understand.

Lucia, no need to be nervous. It's a formality.

Sure.

-Shall we begin now? -Sure, sure.

I'll show you the bedroom first. This way.

Oh my gosh.

-I have that same comforter. Identical! -Oh, really?

So, in here, there's a small cabinet we barely use.

-It'll work for a child's things. -Nice space.

All right. The bathroom.

It's got a tub, but it's small.

-Oh, that's lovely. -Thanks.

-Yes, it would be good for... a small child. -Mm.

We could bathe them there. If we pass the preliminary assessment.

Even the older kids love a good bath.

-This is the rest of the house. -All right.

-After you. -Thanks.

It's an open space for the kitchen and living room.

Please, please, sit for a moment. I made some coffee, if you'd like.

-Lovely. -Thank you.

-With milk? -So kind of you.

I think the house seems functional.

It's not giant, but warm and personal.

A baby can usually sleep comfortably in your room,

but for big kids, is there a plan so far?

No, but I'm hoping we get this house in Ostia

that has a spare room and even a balcony that has a sea view.

Yes, but our options are wider than Ostia. We haven't made a decision yet.

-Sure. -Oh, some sugar?

Oh, yes. Here you go.

It's just that I'm saying Ostia is where I was born.

My parents, grandparents, uncles, aunts, everyone.

In this apartment, we have freedom. We like it that way.

For the moment, it's easier.

Yeah. Well, we have to talk about it.

We'll live wherever you pick because that's how things go.

You know we'll both decide. What are you saying?

Nothing, Simo. It's not like I shared an important matter with you anyway.

I spend my days listening to you, being there, paying attention,

hanging on your every word, or else a tsunami levels me.

Like usual, I'm made out to be a child in your eyes.

Yeah, you should stop acting like one, then, Lucia. Here's your sugar.

Uh, thanks.

Sorry, I can't just be Rebecca.

Why do you always fixate on Rebecca? This is inside our marriage!

-Who's Rebecca? -Literally, no one.

Tell me one time I played with your nephews.

When I cooked something or cleaned the house up.

Or tolerated your family or the brats in it.

-When? -What are you saying?

Is this a joke right now? What's...

-Nothing. I have to tell the truth. -What truth is that?

One of us must tell the truth, or we live in a lie.

My truth isn't matching up

because I don't recognize this Lucia who is sabotaging everything.

Sometimes your truth is hurtful. Sometimes it's selfish.

Have you ever considered anyone else's life, emotions,

preferences, or is it "me," always "me"!

-Do you know how much it hurts? -I didn't wanna do this.

I changed my mind instead of ruining your life.

You obsess over that,

and now I'm trapped in some bullshit idea of domestic bliss.

I'm not that person, and I will never be that person!

Okay?

Why do you want a child?

-I'm not answering you. -No, Simone.

Tell me, why do you want a child?

No ideas?

Well, I'll tell you why.

It's not about us.

It's about living like everybody else does.

Really? Don't do this to me. What the fuck are you on?

Well, fuck you!

You don't know me. You don't know!

Uh, may I use your bathroom for a minute?

Please.

Oh God! Oh!

Oh my God! It's everywhere!

Where are you going?

-"I love you." Yeah. -I love you. I love you.

-I love you. -I love you.

Love you.

I love you. Yeah. I love you.

Wow, thank you.

Yeah?

-It's near Dam Square. -Let's go.

Thank you.

-Gunnar? -Yeah.

-Yeah, hi! -Lucia?

-Eh? Lucia? -Lucia, yes.

Oh, yes. Uh, from, uh...

-Ah. It's nice to meet you. -Yes.

Nice to meet you. I should apologize.

It's not the best plan to sit out here.

No, it's no problem. Sitting inside is great.

Do you think I can bring this?

Yeah, for sure!

-Ah, thank you. Thank you. -Thank you.

-So, uh... Nice. -And what do you do for a living, Gunnar?

Um...

Well, you can ask my friend over here.

Uh...

Ah!

Come on. Don't be shy.

You can pet him if you want to.

What...

It's okay?

So you work with children?

Yes, yes.

I love children. Yeah.

-Yeah. -Hmm.

-Here. -Where?

Here.

Do it.

Come on.

-Well? Well? -I'm winning.

Mm.

-Thanks again. -Anytime.

Good night.

Say hi to Ornella.

-Thanks. -Bye!

See ya. Night.

850 FRIENDS

What the hell are you doing out here?

You're back early.

What do you want?

It didn't go well with Rebecca, huh?

It didn't go well? It wasn't my first day at school, Ma.

Good God, you're relentless.

Listen, tonight is the last night I'm staying.

-Oh. -And tomorrow I'm taking the overnight.

I'm sorry. I need to find a rental.

In the meantime, a friend offered.

He has a guest room, so...

But we're okay. Just stay here.

I promise, it's no problem at all. Let us help you out.

I know, of course. I know that. Thanks, but it's better this way.

And I got a message.

The Department of Social Services called yesterday about the adoption.

Oh.

Uh, what will you do?

I mean, what can I do at this point?

Oh, Simone. Hon.

Yeah?

How are you doing?

Oh.

I think really bad, Ma.

I think I'm terrible.

Mm.

Me and Lucia were a team.

We were excited, and I fucked up big time.

I hurt her so deeply, Mom.

I'm so stupid.

I want to go though.

-Okay. -It's the right thing to do.

-Hello. -Hi, there. Hi.

-Here for the evaluation? -Yes, um, but with Dr. Zappacosta.

She's ill, actually, but I'll be conducting it.

How about both of you come inside and talk?

So, no Dr. Zappacosta?

Why'd you come?

Well,

to find out what happens at the end of this story.

You?

I was looking for Dr. Zappacosta, to be honest with you.

Oh, why? To tell her something?

I wanted to mention that I have an answer.

I finally realized the reason I want a baby.

I really wasn't sure about my reason

till it understandably walked out of my life.

But I caused that. I was the problem.

It's not that I wanted a child.

-It's that I wanted a child with you. -No, don't. It's too much. Yeah, okay?

Please. I'm serious.

I'll only ever want that with you.

But I became sidetracked by an idea of something I thought a family should be.

They hammer in mother, father.

I'm the couch in the apartment.

I'm stubborn, and I totally took you for granted.

Anyway...

I didn't know.

I'm sorry.

You want to have a baby with me?

-Oh. -Of course I do, always.

Well, you should have said that. Every day, you should have...

Words don't always feel so natural for me, you know?

But it's true? What I asked?

What?

If I run my stupid mouth, we may lose the thread occasionally,

but I've never met anyone more suited to do this than you.

Guys, are you coming in?

Hmm?

I'm going in.

Coming in? Huh?

There's no Dr. Zappacosta?

No, I'm sorry. She's under the weather.

Okay, so I don't have great news, I'm afraid.

-I'm sorry. -Oh my.

But we always recommend trying again in the future.

Dr. Zappacosta made the decision.

If I may, I'd like to read her reasoning.

-Maybe it will help you... -Why not?

If you wanna try again someday, yeah?

Useful? Maybe. Please have a seat.

"From the evaluation process,

we see a picture of a solid and deep bond between Mom and Dad."

"They love each other."

"But we doubt their ability to welcome a non biological child

into their lives as of now."

"They don't seem to have made peace with the biological mourning."

"The heavy feelings after many rounds of IVF."

"Instead, I recommend they pursue therapy."

Sorry, excuse me. That's not about us though.

-Hmm? -It's okay. We'll be fine.

We just didn't make the cut.

But we didn't do that. There's a mistake.

We didn't want a biological child.

Adoption was our first choice. We can't have children.

Wait, who are you?

Marangolo and Amati.

Why?

Whose file is that?

No. Oh my God. I'm reading another couple's report.

My mistake. Your names?

-Marangolo and Amati? -And Amati.

Okay, I'm looking.

But how...

Conception wasn't on the table.

-Your appointment is in two hours. -It's not our time slot?

-I... -Uh, I came from Amsterdam.

I was killing time after my flight.

-I purposely arrived a little early. -Okay.

I wanted to say something to Zappacosta.

-Well, the other couple didn't show, so... -Well, we're here now.

So maybe we can have our appointment since they're not here.

-Simone and Lucia? -Yeah.

Ah, okay. Sorry.

Uh, "said they were pursuing adoption. Came into our program."

"Their relationship is complicated and unbalanced,

as they are very different from each other."

"This has caused a fair amount of resentment."

Yeah, we tend to...

"The process has highlighted unresolved issues in both of their pasts."

"But as the meetings progressed,

I soon found, within them both, an openness to change."

"Most couples, even solid ones, are often defensive,

but in this partnership, no."

"They show the honesty of various ups and downs

life tends to throw."

"And we need this in families."

"Understanding the hard things we face as humans, the unpolished things,

is a cornerstone of becoming adoptive parents."

"Lucia has so much pain in her past,

and knows the feeling of abandonment all too well."

"But she doesn't live in her suffering."

"Instead, she's called to help, support, and nurture a young person,

one just like her, to find love and acceptance

and to give them the family she never had."

-"And the father." -Yeah?

"Despite his tendency to flee from conflict

and to become defensive,

I was able to break my way through a tiny bit."

"Inside, I found a deep hope for a family life that's authentic."

"One that he builds uniquely with Lucia and any child that comes their way."

"They're not the perfect couple, but they're perfectly imperfect."

"We need adoptive parents like Simone and Lucia

that aren't afraid to process their own pains

so they can help a child who's in need."

What does this mean?

"We therefore have solid reasons to believe in them

and consider them suitable

"to adopt."

"If the couple agrees and still feels this way..." What's that?

Suitable. Is that what I heard you say?

Oh my God.

Okay? Are you happy?

Dr. Zappacosta wrote that?

Dr. Zappacosta wrote that.

So they chose us.

We'll be... be parents to a little baby boy or a baby girl.

Yes, first we get a judge's approval. That's the legal side.

And, of course, there's typically a wait list.

But this is the start, and it's a beautiful start.

I'm proud of you. How do you feel?

-Good. -Much better than before!

We're suitable. I can't believe it.

We... We did it.

We did it.

Huh?

YOU, ME, US