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We lost six percent

of our market share in our West Coast
division last quarter.

If things don't change soon,
you're going to be on the chopping block.

I have to go, I have
a flight to catch.

Dr. Agee call.

He said he have emergency and
he meet you at the airport.

Why do I feel like his work
always comes before me?

Where, where is my bag?

This happens every year.

Arie, you've got a spot on your shirt.

Uh, what? I mean. Where?

Look at me, Momma!

Lucy, yes, that's, that's nice dear.

Well, uh. At least you noticed me.

What are you talking about?

Well, I, I thought you'd
forgotten about me.

How could I forget about you?

Um. Excuse me, excuse me, um.

Excuse me, my bag
didn't arrive from Rome.

That's not unusual, Signora.

Oh that's, that's great.
That's great.

Oh, great. Come on.
Let, let's go. Come on.

Signora.

No. No, no, no.
I've heard enough.

Come on, let's go. Momma's
probably going crazy by now.

Morris, put the game away.
Come on.

We can have your bags sent to
your local address, Signora.

Thank you.

I, I, I'm sorry. Uh, thank you.
Gracias.

Let's go!

Momma, give Jason back his
lollipop, that's not fair.

What? This isn't his lollipop.
This is my lollipop.

Yes it is, you got it out of
his suitcase just a minute ago.

Oh, okay. Jason, would you like
this disgusting lollipop.

That Mamma's been sucking on?

Answer the question!

Excuse me! Excuse me. My name
is Natascia Parlazzi.

Ah, yes.

Is my car ready?

- Ah, yes. It is right here.
- Great.

Get in the car. Arie, Arie.
Just get in the car.

Ah. Yes, yes. I'll get the bag.

Ah, now, ah, this is the GPS.

To turn it on,
push this button right here.

Which, which one?

Ah, this one. But first
you must push this button.

Oh, okay, okay. Uh, okay.
Thank you.

Safe travels.

Thank you. Oh, aye!

Wait, did, oh. Never mind.

Mamma's expecting us at seven.

In time for the aperitivo?

Must you. Was that necessary?
Must you make fun of my mother?

- I'd appreciate it if you'd stop.
- Yes, darling.

You didn't have to come, you know.

Forego the opportunity to see
the rump remnants

of six extinct Sicilian noble families

divide up three centuries worth
of art and antiques?

Nice, I see where your priorities are.
In my family's art and antiques.

Of course not, darling.

I think we never meet.

I know, Albangzo. I think about that too.

Yeah, but, you always go and I stay here
waiting for my beloved, faithful Duplecia.

What makes you so sure?

I want to swim in her love.
I want to be consumed by her.

I want her to be me and me to be her,
with no boundaries.

I need a hit.

That is not good for my
Duplecia's health.

What else am I supposed to do
to deal with my family?

They're like a ball and chain
around my leg.

Hmm. Mmm.

Do you want a hit?

Uh, no. Thank you, my beloved.
It only makes me dizzy.

So sick of family. Stuffata.

I want to talk to you my love.

I wish I could just ride away
on my motocicletta.

No worries, no responsibilities.

I need to talk to my Duplecia.

You've got to stop calling me
all the time, Albangzo.

You no want to be with me?

My sisters and their families they
be arriving. Ha! Calling me.

You no like me. It's always
my family, my family.

I'm your girlfriend,
not your mother, Albangzo.

You no want to be with me.
I want to be closer.

Calmati .

Uh, che cos'e'?

Tarochi .

Fulvia!

Ciao, Mamma!

Oh, look at you!

Jason. How good to see
you again, Professore.

And you, Mallatta. You look
lovelier than ever.

Oh, thank you, Aboyance.

- Isabella.
- Beauty.

Fulvia, how are you?

I am well, Mamma. We just landed
the Petrol Britannica account.

Oh, I'm so proud of you.

Professore, is it time for my aperitivo?

What?

- Aperitivo!
- Oh. Yes, yes.

Ciao, Zio.

Cici! Cici!

Cici! Cici!

Where's Duplecia and Tristana?

I don't know. I haven't seen them all day.

You know, there's a woman in the street,
lying under a car.

Isabella, what did I tell you
about telling stories?

- There you go, my dear.
- Thank you, darling.

Duplecia!

Duplecia!

Duplecia, what were you doing
in the garden house?

I like to be close to things of the earth.

Well, come along. Your sisters
are waiting to see you.

Be there in a minute.

- Natascia! Arie!
- Mamma! Oh!

Oh, how are you, Natascia?

Mamma, we just opened up a new
facility in Switzerland.

Oh, that's wonderful.

And look at little Lucy, and Morris!

Oh, my, how old are you now?

Fourteen.

- Lucy, dear.
- I'm eight, Nonna.

Oh, and you are a beauty.

Cara. You've been away so long!
You don't really care about me!

Mamma, that's not true. I come
to see you whenever I can.

Oh, but I miss you. so much.
Just ask your father.

What?

Tell her about my problem of missing her.

It is true. I've been having
trouble pissing here.

- No, no, no. No, Rigortortis.
- What, Mallatta?

Never mind.

Aren't you my aunt?

What difference does it make?

How should I know?

Why are you lying underneath a car?

Because I'm tired.

Why don't you go to bed, then, man?

What's with all the questions?

All right, I hope the brakes on the car
give out and the car runs over me. Okay?

Why do you want to be run over by a car?

Because I don't want to be alive anymore.

I think she has depression.

- How do you know?
- My Dad's a shrink.

Psychiatrists are full of shit.

Tell me about it.

What do we do?

I don't know. How about nothing?

Don't worry. We'll be back with some help.

Screw you.

Yes.

Tell them the ocean can easily
absorb the oil, I don't know.

Okay, well, I'm with family now.
I have to go. Bye.

What was that about?

Our London office is doing PR
for Petro-Britannica.

Hmm.

I would never be an apologist for corporate
criminals that soil our Mother Earth.

Well, you always did have higher ideals
than the rest of us, Duplecia.

Uh, guys. Um, there's someone
lying underneath a car.

- Where?
- In the street.

Stop telling lies. Mamma,
don't, don't listen to them.

It's Zia Tristana.

Tristana? Oh, dear.

Tristana! I'm coming, darling!

Tristana, you come out from
under that car right now.

Why should I?

Because the brakes could fail
and you would get run over.

But that's the whole point, Mamma.

Tristana, you know I have a weak heart,
just like your father the Professore.

Don't you care what happens to us?

What does your heart have to do with this?

Tristana, get out from under there.
We need to divide up the furniture.

I don't care about the furniture.

See? She just wants attention.

- Well we can't just leave here there.
- Why not?

Pull her out.

Ah!

Tristana!

If you don't come out from there right now
I am sending you back to the hospital.

I always knew you hated me, Momma.
I just didn't realize how much.

I am not kidding, Tristana!

All right. Now. Let's all go to the house
and have some champagne.

Professore, champagne!

This old thing has been in the
family forever. What do you think about it?

Probably 19th Century.

There were a lot of paintings
of the Madonna and Child done then.

Do you think it is worth anything?

Dunno. Probably not.

Mamma!

Oh, Seconda!

You never come to see myself
and the Professore.

That's not true. I come whenever I can.

So, where is everybody?

Oh, they're upstairs
looking at the furniture.

I got a promotion.

Oh, that's wonderful. We'll have to
open some champagne and celebrate.

Professore!

What?

Seconda got a promotion.
We need to celebrate.

Well, why would you want to agitate?

Oh, never mind.

What, is she a communist?

Where's Lucky, Seconda?

He's, um. He had an emergency, so,
still in Atlanta.

Oh, that's too bad, darling.

You know, sometimes it's best
just to let men men go do their thing.

How are you?

By the end of the week,
you know I told you.

You're going to have come up
with the funds.

- I told you I'm with family this week.
- I understand, by the end of the week.

Who was that, Momma?

Nobody, nothing.

This chandelier hung in the
villa of the Barone Tristizzo.

Huh. Well, uh, what
happened to them, Mamma?

They are all gone now.
God rest their souls.

Well, what's the matter, Mamma?

I can't talk about it.

Why not?

They took their own lives. Suicides.

Oh, God. How depressing.

Does anyone want to get ice cream?

Why would we want ice cream?
We're not children.

Tristana. How are you feeling?

I'm depressed. How do you think I feel?

Tristana don't say that. You know how it
makes me feel bad to hear you say that.

- Well, do you want me to lie?
- That would be fine.

I'm tired. Can I go to my room now?

But we're dividing the furniture.

I don't care about this old stuff.
You can have my part.

Tristana, don't talk like that.

Mamma, if she wants to go, let her go.

Maria, could you take her
to her room please?

Fine. It's time to make dinner, anyway.
Does anyone want to help me?

I'll help you, Mamma.

Do you think Mamma's mad at me?

How should I know?

Just what I always wanted.
My family together.

Let's eat, buona, mangia!

Oh, mamma You're such a
wonderful cook, Mamma.

Fulvia! Don't eat that. It will
spoil your appetite.

Oh, but it's such wonderful
gelato di pesca.

Jason, don't put your toys on
the table. We're eating now.

But Pap-a, I want to.

Jason, honey, please don't.
That's a good boy.

More wine Aboyance?

Yes, I will. Hmm, this is lovely.

A hint of chestnuts in an
otherwise subtle bouquet.

So, we just opened up a new
facility in Switzerland.

We now have more facilities
than any other company in the world.

That is wonderful!

I'm rolling out our newest
biopharmaceutical for diabetes.

It's a huge promotion for me.

I don't know what you are talking about,
but I'm so happy for you.

Aren't there enough diabetes
drugs on the market already?

And this is coming from someone who
brags about opening nuclear facilities?

Don't you care about Gaia?

Who's that?

Your Mother Earth.

Jesus.

Are you going to
work the whole weekend?

It's just email.

You promised we would work on
our marriage this week.

I am.

Well, did you make the list of reasons
why you married me?

Like Dr. Kaminsky asked you to do?

I'll get to it. It's just there's
some issues with the new facility

That people need my input on,
all right?

Morris. Morris, put the game away.

Fuck you!

Did you hear what he said?

Yes, I.

Ding-dong.

Hello everyone, sorry I'm late.

It's about time.

Seconda, I flew all this way,
because I need you.

For me, no more surprises.
No more emergencies.

You know, these emergencies seem to be
happening more frequently lately.

You're right. And I apologize about that.

Why don't we concentrate
and focus on the two of us.

You haven't given me a real answer.

Do you really want a real answer?
Right now, in front of your family?

We'll talk about it later.

Natascia, your bag has arrived.

Yeah, took 'em long enough.

Fulvia! Eat your dinner.

Stop treating me like a child, Mamma.

Maria. Bring Tristana
in for dinner, please?

Tristana, how are you feeling?

Like shit, how the hell
do you think I feel?

She puts nothing but animal
fats and toxins in her body,

And then she wonders why she's depressed.

Mamma, what medications is she on?

We've taken her to three
different psychiatrists.

She looks so depressed.

Well, what does the
family psychiatrist think?

The patient has to, uh, be willing
to take responsibility for their own care.

That means accepting the fact that
maybe one has a mental illness.

Tell me something exciting.

I'm excited about our new
antiquities shop in London.

Mmm, sounds fascinating.
Tell me all about it.

Well, I go off to Tuscany right after this
to do some buying for it.

Your work sounds so interesting.

Well it is a privilege to deal with
things of beauty on a daily basis.

Ow, Jason!

Jason, that hurt!
What did you do that for?

Aaa-ooooo.

Jason, please don't do that.

Jason, are you aware that when you hit
somebody it causes them physical pain?

Aaaa-ooooo.

Jason, please don't, honey.
That's a good boy.

Has, has, has. Has anybody seen Cici?

Oh, ciao, Zio! Come stai?

Bene. I haven't seen
Cici all, all afternoon.

She's probably catching mice.
Dottore, would you like something to eat?

No, No, grazie.

I've got to go to bed.

Good night.

Good night, zio.

Why doesn't Zio stay for dinner?

The Dottore has a very specific bedtime.

He goes to bed at exactly 8:26 p.m.
every night.

Dinner isn't usually read by then.

Maria, watch out the Dottore.

Well, what does he eat, then?

Signora, please. To come with me.

Zio, what are you doing?

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

The doctor said no more wine
for you.

No more wine for you.
It's time for you to go to bed.

It's time for you to go to bed.

The doctor said if he doesn't stop drinking
he's going to go into liver failure.

Are you serious? That's terrible.

Well, if Aboyance weren't here
we wouldn't have any wine in the house.

What does Aboyance have to do with this?

We all know how he likes his wine.

Girls, stop. Let's go back to dinner.

It's from one of our properties.
Do you like it?

Yes, the arrangement of fragrances
is assertive and plunging.

That's a compliment coming from someone
with so much knowledge of food and wine.

Duplecia is working for a non-profit that
converts former mafia lands to agritourism.

This is from one of our most
productive sites.

At night when I go to
bed and I close my eyes,

I can almost see the little green buds

growing off of the branches,
just reaching for the sun.

That's not the only buds you're seeing.

- Momma.
- Jason, honey.

Momma, I want some biscotti!

I know, sweetheart.

Oh, I'm sorry, just one second.
Yes?

Hello, this is she.

I thought you were spending the
week with me?

It's family week.

Who are you?

Well, who the hell are you?

I don't have to explain who I am.

What the, what the hell, Lucky?

Melona is a friend of mine from Atlanta.

Fra, friend?

She does my hair.

What the hell, Lucky?

I can't have a friend?

No, not like this!

Are you implying something?

Is this your big emergency?

- Seconda, wait a second.
- Get out.

- Seconda, wait.
- Get out.

- Hold on.
- I said get out!

Look at me!

Ow! What'd you do that for?

Jason, please darling, you know that
there is so much love for you in this room.

He, uh, he's a symbolically taking
out his anger toward his father.

As a, uh, substitute for the, uh,
libidinous cathexis toward his mother.

Which, uh, obviously cannot be
brought into consciousness.

Ow! Jason, what did you do that for?

I, I told you I'm with family
this week.

Who was that, Mamma?

Oh, nothing. Just an old friend
wants me to get something to him.

What does your Dad do again?

He's a psychiatrist.

Hmm, that's cool.

Jason, it's your turn. Sit down.

Whoa, that's one jumpy little dude.

Yeah. Let's just skip him.
Your turn.

I bet one. Lucy, your turn.

A Wizard! I bet two.

What's the difference between
psychologists and psychiatrists?

Shrinks drug people, I guess.

Isn't that what psychologists do?

Nah, they just talk to people.

Look at me!

Awesome.

Why do they drug people?

Cuz they're nut jobs.

How do they know that?

Cuz they act like bat shit.

So they just look at them and think
they're bat shit, then they drug them?

No, I mean. They ask them questions
and stuff too, and stuff.

So they ask them questions.
Then they call them nut jobs.

They don't actually call them nut jobs.
They say they have mental illness.

- Isn't that the same as crazy?
- No.

What's the difference?

I don't know. What does your
father do, anyway?

Well, he's a rare arts and
antiques dealer.

How does he know if something
is rare or antique?

He just does.

Based on what?

Well, his knowledge and experience,
of course.

So he just looks at something
and decides how valuable it is?

Yep.

Awesome.

Oh, shut up.

I can't believe that skank
showed up at my house.

Men are skunks.

Seconda. You shouldn't take it so hard.

Why don't you look at this
as an opportunity?

Mamma, what are you talking about?

This could be a chance to explore your
sexuality. Why don't you take on a lover?

I'm married.

Oh, don't be so rigid.

Plus, I have a career, which
you never seem to remember.

I don't exactly have time for an affair.

Aren't we here to divide the furniture?

Why do we need to divide the furniture?

I believe that was Duplecia's idea.

My psychologist told me to
claim my inheritance.

Our parents aren't even dead yet.

Well, we have too much stuff, anyway.

I need to know that this
is going to be my house,

So that I can open up my soul
to its spirit.

What a bunch of bullshit.

Besides, the deed is in our
names. Seconda, Natascia, and me.

Zio Dottore gave me his portion.

He doesn't own any of the house.

Before our Nonna died
she wrote on a cocktail napkin,

"I give half of the house to
Herzevabanno Parlazzi, my son,

Professor of Botany at the
University of Catania."

And where is that napkin now?

The Dottore has it.

Can we see it?

- No.
- Why not?

He doesn't want anyone to steal it.

I cannot believe you would pull
a stunt like that, Duplecia.

Well, it's typical of her.

Girls, let's go look at the furniture.

Fine. Anything's better than continuing
this absurd conversation.

Maria, could you bring Tristana in please.

I want to draw straws for the
division of the furniture.

Thank you, Maria.

Tristana, which of the family
things do you want?

I don't care. Nothing.

- Why not?
- This looks like stuff you'd see

in a garage sale. What do I need with my
great-grandmother's sheets?

Tristana! Tristana! What are you doing?

Trying to kill myself.
What does it look like I'm doing?

You can't do that!

Why not?

You have so much to live for.

Oh, yeah? Like what?

Oh, well.
Think about all the beautiful antiques.

Oh, get off me!

Now listen. You are not
responsible for your actions.

You are suffering from a mental illness
that affects your behavior.

Would you shut up, Arie?

Ow, Ow, Mamma! I think my leg
is broken!

Luigi? This is Mallatta Parlazzi.

No, you knew me as Mallatta Serenis
when we were in school.

Why thank you for the compliment.

I heard that you are a
psychiatrist, and I wanted

I need to know what to do.

My daughter is very depressed

and she just tried to kill herself.

Oh, thank you for that advice.

Oh. Oh, yes, I would like to
see you again too, yes.

Ciao. Ciao.

Ciao.

That was Doctor Sarcafago.

And what did he say?

We should call an ambulance!

Isn't that obvious?

I can't take them anymore.

They're all so self-centered.

But you are not, my Duplecia.
I know I can always trust you.

How do you know that?

Because you are my Duplecia.

Oh, get out of here.

You want me to leave, my Duplecia?

- It's just an expression.
- Because if you told me to go away

I'd have to wander under the willow,
fall in the pool and drown.

Oh shut up.

You shut up.

Something's burning, babe.

I'm doing the best I can, honey.

Who do you think I am, Martha Stewart?

No. But you're going to burn
the house down.

Hello, Fulvia? Hey, is Seconda there?

What do you mean she's not available?

Well when will she be available?

That bitch hung up on me.

Why don't you forget about her
for a while and focus on me.

I thought this was going to be
our special week together.

No. This is family week.

When's my special week?

You don't get a whole week,
Melona. Come on.

So I just get the special hour
at the motel?

Oh, and what a special hour it is.

You take me for granted.

Oh, come on. Melona.

Now you may have wrecked my marriage.

What do you care about that bitch, anyway?

She's my wife.

Why don't you leave her?

I can't.

You didn't answer my question.

One of my friends got divorced.

He doesn't get invited to
the dinner parties anymore.

And he sits around, he's sad,
he's lonely, he's pathetic.

I'm not going to let that happen to me.

That's it? That's your reason?

Well... and the house, too.

I'm not going to give up that house.

You have no idea how much
this thing is worth.

It's this beautiful house.
On a lake. In Buckhead.

Why aren't you eating your eggs?

Because they're burned, Melona.

Well, I don't have to eat, anyway.

I'll just have a liquid lunch.

But I'm still hungry.

Why don't you get your wife to
fix you something to eat?

After all, it is her week.

But she kicked me out of the house.

Personally, I'd love to be a doctor's wife.

I wouldn't have kicked you out,
even if you are a cheater.

That bitch doesn't know
what she's throwing away.

Throwing it all away. Yeah!

This is a Corrodi. Nineteenth Century.

Look at how he takes the color
into the shadows, isn't it exquisite?

I get so much more out of artwork

When I look at it with you.

I have a lot of experience.

Your life is so interesting.

You surround yourself
with beautiful things.

I have to admit I do have a wonderful job.

I feel a special connection with you.

You're a very beautiful woman, Natascia.

My husband gets his laundry done
by his mother on the weekends.

I, I feel like I'm living with a child.

Whereas you are very grown up indeed.

Wow, Annie the Amish girl.

She's cute.

Oh. Oh, Natascia, Natascia!

What are you doing here?

Um, Aboyance is telling me the history
of some of the paintings.

Oh! That's interesting.

Dr. Sarcafago. Thank you so much
for coming.

Here is Tristana.

Signorina Parlazzi, how are you feeling?

Like shit, how do you think I feel?

Your family is very worried about you.

My family's crazy.

Tristana, how can you say that?

Yes, Tristana. That was most unkind.

You are the one, Tristana,
that Dr. Sarcafago

has diagnosed with a mental condition.

Well, who gives a crap what he thinks?

Tristana, he has a degree in medicine
from the University of Catania,

Tristana! That's the same place

Where your father and uncle,
the Dottore, taught before they retired.

And the relevance of that is what?

Tristana, your mother tells me
that you have important work to do,

Dividing up the family art and furniture,

That you are not participating.

What do I want that crap for, anyway?

Be sure that she takes her medication

Every day. And Tristana,

Please, try to cooperate with
your family on this important task.

Please, Tristana, do this for me.

You know how sad I get
when I see you like this.

OK, Mamma. I'll try.

Tristana, now we won't think
about the sad things anymore.

Now I want to show you all some of the
paintings we are going to divide this week.

This used to hang in
Nonna Tortuga's house.

Ah, that's a Longini. That's a good
example of the Mediterranean Abstract.

The appraiser valued it at
ten thousand euros.

I think that's an accurate assessment.

Look at how he uses light and shape
to lead the eye through the piece.

How lovely.

This one was in the Cupidazzo family
for generations.

I have no idea how old it is.

Interesting piece.

It was appraised at five thousand euros.

That might be accurate.
Difficult to say.

Well, I'm going to knock off now. I have
some phone calls to return from buyers.

All right.

Would you like to take a drive
to see the family land in Patano?

That sounds lovely, Momma.

- What do you say?
- Sure.

We owned this land over there. And
that land belonged to the Grabanzo family.

They were Count and Countess.

Lovely.

I just love the smell of grape
vines in the Spring.

You know I could never leave
this place.

It's really, really beautiful.

Who used to take care of the lands, Mamma?

Oh, we had people who would work in
the fields. You know, like Signor Gashi.

Who's that?

Signor Gashi, he lives in the garden house.

You don't think I picked all those
tomatoes by myself, do you?

Well, how did you lose
all this land, Mamma?

It wasn't my fault. Your father was tricked
by the mafiosi and the government.

Well that's just an excuse. The fact is
that we're supposed to inherit this land.

What makes you think that you have
this coming to you as a right?

Because you promised it to us.

Mamma, you said that just as
you inherited it

from your parents, we would
inherit it from you.

Yes, well, soon I will be dead.

And then I won't have to listen to you
ungrateful daughters anymore.

Here we go.

So it looks like Mamma's going
to give me the house.

That is wonderful news, my fig fruit.

This is a wonderful place
for children to live, and grow.

Ha! I can see them. They play.
I hear their delightful voices.

Somehow children weren't part
of my house fantasy.

That will come in time, my Duplecia.

What do you mean?

Well, you are young and lovely now,

But you will think of children
things when you are as old as I am.

You're only nine years older than me.

Yes, but, a lot can happen in
nine years when you're young.

But you just said you're old.
So, does that mean that I'll be old?

No, my sweet.

I have to go back in there.

Hmm. Uh.

Package from America.

Package.

Package from America.
Package from America!

Package from America!

Package from America! Leggi!

Dottore. Give me the package.

- Leggi!
- Give it to me!

- Leggi, Leggi!
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- ZMF Industries.
- Who's it addressed to?

Arie. What'd you order, Arie?

Give me that.

Panties?

Wait, it's not what you think.

Panties? What? What is this?

- Annie the Amish girl?
- It's not what you think it is. It's not.

What kind of a pervert are you?!

- Get out of this house!
- But.

Get out of this house.
Now. Get out.

And take these with you!

Pervert.

Uh, hi, um. Is, uh, Lucky here?

May I ask who's calling?

Um. Arie Glitsky.

Dr. Arie Glitsky. I was there
at the Catania house the other night.

Well we didn't get the chance
to chat then, did we, honey?

Uh, no. Uh, as a matter of fact
we didn't. No, no.

Well come on in.

This is so exciting. We don't
get a whole lot of visitors.

Hey! I need your help.

Whoa. I, I, I. I don't know
how I could help you, but.

Shh, shh, shh, shh. I've got
this great plan to get back with Seconda.

Well. I, I don't know, Lucky.
Look, I need to ask you a favor.

You can help me. We can go do this.
Tonight.

You're going where tonight?

Baby, don't worry.
Everything's going to be fine.

You go back to that bitch
and we're finished, honey.

Oh, do I. Well, do I sit here?
All right. okay.

I made arrangements
to send Melona back to Atlanta. Tonight.

I don't understand a word of
what these people are saying.

Because they're speaking a
different language, sweety.

Here's what's going down. You're going to
let me in to the front gate of the house.

No, Lucky, you don't
understand. I, I'm trying to.

Why do they speak in a
different language?

Because we're in a different country,
now, sweety. We're not in the US any more.

We're going to make a banner of
candles we're going to light the candles up

and they're going to
say "I love you", on a hill.

Why don't they speak English?

Because they're Italian, baby.

And Italians speak Italian!

How do you, you know, plan
on getting in there?

You're going to let me in.

But I got kicked out.

What are you talking about?

Well I, I, I, I. I ordered some
things online.

And Natascia, uh, caught me.

What? Porn?

Not exactly. Can I stay here,
for a couple of days?

What did you do, Arie?

I could stay right here on this couch.

What could you have possibly done
that's so terrible?

Well, something online.
Uh, someone named Annie.

Who's that?

She's from the Amish community.

In, uh, Pennsylvania.

What are you doing with Annie
from the Amish community, Arie?

Well, I, I, uh.

I, I. I ordered some, uh, stuff
from her.

What?

Uh, well, her panties.

What are you doing with
Annie the Amish Girl's panties?

Well, I, I, I. That they put me
in a romantic mood.

What do you, what do you wear them?

Uh, not exactly. No. I, uh.

What, you put them on your head?

No, I.

Are they new panties?

Well, no, they're not really new.

So they're used?

- Yes.
- By whom?

Well, by Annie.

Ho, ho! What the hell, Arie?!

She calls herself Annie the Amish Girl.

Oh, come on, that's sacrilegious.

You think?

You call me crazy? It turns out that you're
the one who's totally perverted!

That's what my wife says.

Hey, guys. Ya hungry?

I can cook dinner.

Well, actually I am very hungry.
Yes, Miss Melona. Thank you very much.

How about some scrambled eggs?

That sounds great. Yes!
Thank you!

Why don't you just bang Annie
the Amish chick?

Well, I, I don't think she's, uh,
accepting bang invitations right now.

At least not from someone like me.

Melona, I think the eggs are overcooking.

What about your wife, Arie?
She's pretty good-looking.

Well, Natascia hasn't done
that, you know,

with me, um, for some time.

- For how long?
- Quite some period of time.

How long is "quite some period of time"?

Some time.

- What, a week?
- More than that.

A few weeks? I'm telling you,

I go nuts if I have to go for
more than two, three hours.

Well, uh. Uh. More than a few weeks.

So what? Come on. Spit it out.

A couple of years.

Oh my God, that's raw.

I know. I was almost relieved, you know,
that I, I got caught with the panties.

I don't think my wife loves me.

Melona, I'm sure the eggs are burning.

I'm not burning the eggs.

I don't think she ever did, really.

Arie, we've got to
get you back in the saddle, man.

Besides, this place stinks.

I, I, I don't think she ever
loved me, really.

Arie, why did Natascia marry you, then?

I, I, I. I'm not sure. Maybe she was,
uh, you know, confused.

We stick to the plan.

The plan? What plan?

What plan are you talking about?

Uh, Jesus Christ, God, Melona.

You're going to start a fire!

Jesus! Oh, oh, ah!

You ruined my eggs.

I, I, I'm sorry, I.

I'd love to see this painting
through your eyes.

I think you'd be surprised by
what I see.

Really? How?

Knowledge of the true value of a work
changes how you perceive it.

What do you mean?

Don't you think you would look
at the Mona Lisa differently

for the first time, as opposed
to knowing

that it was one of the most valuable
paintings in the world?

I guess so. But what does that have to do
with this painting?

You'd have to see it through my eyes.

And how do you get this way of looking?

Knowledge increases the
experience of pleasure

when regarding objects of beauty.

Mmm, and how do you get this knowledge?

A lot of it comes from books.

But sometimes

you have to personally experience

an object of beauty
in order to really understand.

And how do you do that?

Why don't I show you?

Cici! Cici!

Cici! Cici!

Cici!

Cici!

Cici!

What, no. Please...

Come on!

Lucky!

Shh! Come here! Over here!

This is ridiculous.

Here, take some matches.
Matches. Go, go!

- Put the candles in the ground!
- Okay, okay!

Yes, yes. All right. Come on.

No, no, no, no. No, I've got a lighter.
I've got a lighter. A lighter, slow.

- Oh, okay, all right.
- Slow down. Yes.

- Oh my God, man, there's a fire!
- Put it out, quick!

Fire!
Fire! Fire! Albangzo!

Uh, Uh-uh!

Lucky, what are you doing?

You see we thought.

Arie! What the hell are you doing?

Nothing. Nothing.

Setting fires?

We thought it would be a good idea
to put candles in the ground.

Lucky! Just go.

You too. Get out of here.
Before I call the police.

All Natascia ever does is, uh,
yell at me and criticize me.

If I wanted that I, I could
live with my mother.

At least then I'd have
my laundry done for me.

Doesn't Natascia do your laundry?

No, no. I take it to my
mother's on weekends.

Then what are you complaining about?

I'm not sure.

I just, I just hope we stay together,
you know. I'm worried about the kids.

I don't have that problem.

You know, you should think
about, maybe, splitting up.

You could be with Miss Melona.

No! I'm not giving up that house.
And who would pick up my dry cleaning?

Is that all your marriage means to you?

- I'm a cardiac surgeon, Arie.
- Yeah.

I don't have time to pick up
my dry cleaning.

You know, you really should think about
your relationship and what it means to you.

What do you mean?

Are you in, um, therapy, Lucky?

No, why should I be in therapy,
Dr. Phil? I'm not crazy.

Well, I'm not saying you're crazy.
You know,

you're not taking responsibility
for your actions.

In therapy, you learn, uh, you learn
how your how your behavior affects others.

Why would I want to do that?

Well, when you cheated on your wife it, uh,
hurt her feelings.

You know, you're going to have to, uh.
If you want her back

you're going to have to,
uh, give up Miss Melona.

No. Melona's good in bed.

Listen, I need to have both of them.

What? I, I. Both of them.
Well, I.

I'm not sure if that's, uh, uh, possible.
I mean that, well, I, uh.

I don't think that there's anything
that I can do

to save my marriage right now, anyway.

Yeah, well I know how you feel.

I don't think Natascia
ever cared about me.

Again, why did she marry you, Arie?

I don't know why any woman
would want to marry me.

Well, I mean, she said I was,
you know, intelligent.

Maybe she thought that, you know, I could
give her a sense of security.

Is she a good fuck?

Lucky, I think that, uh, verges on a
little bit of too much information?

What do you care?

Anybody for lunch?

Actually, um, um, lunch would
be very nice, Miss Melona.

OK. I'll see if there's
something to cook.

Hey, baby. Listen. You don't have to
go to through all that trouble.

A couple of sandwiches for us
would be great.

Are you sure?

Yeah, we're sure.

Okay.

I thought you were going to put
her on a plane back to Atlanta?

No, the airport workers went on
strike or something yesterday.

- They did?
- Yeah.

Oh, Jesus. That's just great.

Let's go in.

Oh, Seconda! Seconda, what's
the matter, darling?

You always favored the
others over me.

That is not true, Seconda.
I always cared about you.

Even though your father, the Professore,
was away at conferences,

And even when he was home he was always at
the tennis club flirting with other women.

What's that got to do with me?

It was hard raising five little children
on my own, I never had any help at all.

I mean, apart from the maid, and the cook,
and the chauffeur, I was on my own.

What about Nanna?

Oh, yes, we had the nanny. And
the gardener.

But apart from the maid, the
cook, the chauffeur,

The nanny, and the gardener,
I never had any help at all.

The Professore never helped.

Oh, I'm so sorry you went
through that, Mamma.

Everybody's always complaining
about their childhood.

But what about me? I never got
any appreciation for what I did.

We appreciate you, Mamma.

Why don't you show it then?

I think we should go look at some more
mirrors that we need to divide, okay?

What's that noise?

Aboyance! What the hell is going on?

Natascia! Mamma!

Pappa?

Idiot!

Lucky, there's some British guy
here to see you.

My man, A-boy-ance! What brings
you here?

I seem to have had a slight
falling out with my spouse,

so I decided to come along and see
if there was room for a fellow traveler.

Of course.

What happened?

Just a small difference of opinion.

What, did, did did she ask you to leave?

In a manner of speaking, yes.

What for? Porn?

Maybe something more.

What, what, uh. What is the
meaning of this, Aboyance?

I don't want to talk about it.
Is it all right if I keep here tonight?

- I'm willing to sleep on the sofa.
- Yeah, sure.

Interesting place you have here.
The interior is modern,

But the exterior is in a style called
Liberty, typical for this area in Italy.

Round about the 1900s. Actually,
it gives me goose bumps.

Aboyance is, um, exhibiting, uh, typical
characteristics of psychological denial.

When faced with the overwhelming loss
of his support system, he, uh,

concentrates on trivial and
inconsequential facts to, uh,

compensate for the trauma.

Your move, Lucky.

Don't worry, brother.
There's more where that came from.

Hello?

It's for you.

- Me?
- Who is it?

Sounds like your wife, Lucky.

Seconda? What does she want to
talk to Arie for?

I want to talk to her. Give me the phone.

She didn't call you. She called Arie.
And I'm giving him the phone.

I wouldn't do that.

What, is this woman in heat or something?

Give me the phone, Melona.

No. Here, Arie, phone's for you.

He-hello?

What? Oh my goodness.

Well, uh, thanks for letting me know.

Uh, I think.

What is it, Arie?

Seconda called to tell me that
they caught this philanderer

Having, um, fornicating with my wife.

That's terrible!

Wait. I can explain.

While I was stuck out here?

What kind of an aberration are you?

You must understand. I'm a very
sensual man.

I think you better go.

It's good wine.

I can't believe this.

I mean I shouldn't be
surprised, right?

He was just in it for the
family antiques.

These men are so ridiculous.

I see you sneaking off to the garden house.
So what's up with that?

I've always been interested in gardening.

Anything that's connected to the earth.

And that's it?

Well, there's that. And,

Well, I'm friends with
the gardener's son, too.

Uh-huh. And what's his name?

- His name's Albangzo.
- A-what?

Albangzo.

So is he connected to the earth, too?

We're just friends.

Friends with benefits?

Slut!

You're one to talk.

I am faithful to my husband.

No offense, but a lot of good
that did you.

That was classy.
Thank you for that.

Who's the creeper outside the window?

Albangzo! What are you doing here?

Oh, I just happened to be
walking by, my sweet.

That's a lie. You were following me.

No, my flower...

I can't take this any more.
You're suffocating me!

- Oh, but, my dearest.
- Basta!

Cici! Cici! Have you seen Cici?

No, I haven't, Zio, I'm sorry.

Do you know if Mamma moved the Madonna?

I'm looking for Cici. I, I don't care
about paintings. I don't know.

Have you seen Cici?

Maybe she's downstairs.

Do you want to check downstairs? Yeah?

Cici! Cici!

Cici!

I want the chandelier.

No, it's mine.
I won it, fair and square.

Mamma said the chandelier was
staying with the house.

Girls, stop it.

My heart hurts..
Oh!

- I feel faint.
- No! Rigortortis! Oh, oh!

Somebody call an ambulance, quick!

Signora Parlazzi?
Your husband has had a mild heart attack.

It was the stress of the divisione.
It has taken too great a toll on him.

Well, I'll be back to check on you shortly.

Grazie, Doctor.

Um, can I talk to Pappa alone?

Um, sure. Come on, Duplecia.

Pappa, Pappa. I have to tell you something.

There ish. Some.

Pappa, wait.

I always felt like you didn't
love me as much as my sisters.

You aren't my daughter.

- What?
- You bionda.

So?

- I sleep now.
- No, no. Pappa.

Hey, can I talk to Mamma alone?

Mamma, Pappa said he's not my father?

Oh, oh. You, you, you.

Always so different from the
others, you know.

So you don't deny it?

I don't know. What do you want from me?

Mamma, how could you lie to me
all these years?

You never asked me who your
father was.

Okay, who is my father?

Well, uh. When Natascia was born,

your father spent all his time flirting
with the Baronessa Sirlini

at the Yacht and Tennis club,
and he left me all alone

with this little baby to take
care of, and I had no help.

What are you talking about?

I was all alone. I. You know.

When someone came along to comfort me.
I, I couldn't resist.

I, I have to get out of here.

Do you like chess?

Not really. Zia Seconda gave me
some Tarot cards.

Want me to tell your fortune?

Whatever.

Pick one.

She controls everything that goes on.

She's like the main bitch.

Wow. Sounds like your mom.

What's my mother got to do with this, huh?

Oh, brother. They're at it again.

Why do they care about that old
stuff, anyway?

My mother feels like she didn't get
enough from her parents when she was a kid.

Like her family owes her something.

Like furniture?

She wants her parents to make it up to her.
She calls it reparations.

Wow. So she gets like an old sofa
to make up for her childhood?

I don't know.

Yeah, and Nonna keeps changing her mind
about what she's going to give them.

Yeah, but, maybe if she just showed them
that she loved them sometimes,

They wouldn't act so crazy.

Natascia feels like her parents
don't recognize her accomplishments.

Well, why does she care about that?

I don't know. We should send them
on a wilderness retreat or something.

Somehow I can't picture your
father in the wilderness.

Yeah, I can't picture your old man
in the wilderness either. Or your old lady.

That's so funny. You know,
we should have some kind of fair for them

So they can get the recognition
they deserve.

Yeah, they all deserve special awards.

And now an award for my mother,
Fulvia Ratar,

who was able to successfully
convince the public

that spilling several billion
barrels of oil into the ocean

would have no impact on the environment.

By doing so she saved the shareholders of
Petro Brittanica millions of dollars.

And therefore deserves this special award.

Yeah. And let's not forget
Natascia, either, right?

I mean, she did bring
nuclear power to Europe.

- Cool.
- They'll never forget her for that.

Especially after the first meltdown.

Hats off to her?

Awesomeness, Natascia.

Oh, Seconda! Well, good to see ya.

What brings you here?

Shopping. It's what I do when
I'm upset.

Oh, oh yeah. Oh, I'm really sorry, uh,
about what happened with your husband.

Yeah, I'm sorry about what
happened with your wife.

Oh, oh, that was mostly my fault.

Do you always blame yourself
for everything?

Well., um. Well. Listen.
Uh, I mean, if you don't mind, uh.

What are you trying to say, Arie?

Well, uh. Well I kind of feel awkward
talking about this stuff in the,

you know, the door of a
clothing store.

Um, do you want to go somewhere else?

Well, sure, that would be great.
If you don't mind.

Um, why don't we get a glass of wine?

Oh, sure! Sure, that would be
really good. I, I could use one.

I mean, a glass of wine.

So, where were we? What were
we talking about?

I asked if you always blame
yourself for everything.

Oh, yeah. Um, I don't know.
Uh, well, no.

But, yes. But uh, you know, do
I? I don't know.

I thought you were a psychiatrist.

What's that got to do with anything?

Well, aren't you supposed to be
all in touch with your feelings?

Yeah, that would be nice,
wouldn't it?

Well, just because I'm a psychiatrist
doesn't mean I'm a good one.

I uh, I uh, I've come to the
realization that, um,

I don't have the answer to everything.

Eh, just ask my wife.

I always felt like I was second best.

You know, second in line.
Behind all the others.

Well, why did you feel that?

I don't know. I could never
quite put my finger on it.

And everybody always denied that
it was true, it was making me crazy.

But now I know why I felt
like second best. Cuz, I was.

- Why?
- My father told me that he's.

He's not my father.

What do you mean?

Just exactly that.
He's not my father.

I, I asked my mom about it and, you know,
she didn't exactly deny it.

Well then, who's your father?

I never got around to asking.

Oh, my God. Uh, Seconda.

I, I'm, I'm so sorry.

I will always listen to you.
Yeah?

You see, that's just it. I feel like
you really do listen to me.

Some people, I mean,
they say that they're listening,

But I, I just don't know.

I was so worried about getting
my share of the family stuff.

And now I, I don't even care.

Yeah, well, they say,
you know, relationships

are more important than material things.

Huh! Not that I would know
anything about that.

Oh, come on. What?
Stop getting so down on yourself.

Well, I, I, I, I just don't
think I have anything to offer.

And why not?

Well, I, for one thing, I'm not Brad Pitt.

Looks aren't that important.

Oh, no? What is?

Women just want someone
who makes them feel special.

Someone that makes them laugh.

Who, who makes you laugh?

Well, right now, you do.

I do.
Hah! Shh!

Well, you're very special, Seconda.

I mean, you're pretty, you're kind.

- You're special, too.
- I. I am, I am?

Well now I'm, uh.
I'm getting embarrassed.

Stop caring about what everyone
else thinks, so much.

Actually, right now all I care about
is what you think of me.

- Fiori?
- Oh! Oh, yeah, si.

Uh, uh, uh. Uno! Uh. Quanto e'?

Un euro.

There you are. Grazia.

For thy sweet love, remembered,
such wealth brings.

I'm sorry. Oh, ah.
What were you saying?

You were asking what I thought of you.

Oh, I was? Oh, well, uh.

Well, what, uh, what was your answer?

I think you're pretty great.

I am so happy I finally get to divide up
all of my family things

amongst my lovely children.

There are so many families here, some
of them no longer represented on the earth.

The Cupidazzos, the Tristizzos.

You know, when I look at that armoire here,
I am always reminded of Aunt Lizabetta,

Who would tell me.
Excuse me.

Mallatta, you have not been
returning my calls.

I've been with my family.

I'm here to collect my debt.
And you are overdue.

I've extended you twice already.

I want all of my money,
by the end of the week!

Why did you borrow money from him, Mamma?

Your father's investments
didn't go as well as he had hoped,

And the government confiscated
some of our lands.

Well, how much do you owe?

Two million euros.

Oh, where are you going to get
that kind of money?

We could always sell off the
furniture and antiques.

No, no, no. You can't do that. I need
that furniture for my new house.

Yeah, those were promised to us.

And I want my share of the family things.

Besides, you're not going to be
living that much longer, anyway.

How could you say such a thing?

You could sell the villa and, uh,
move into my guest room in Atlanta.

Atlanta! What would I do in Atlanta?

You'd help me look after the home.

You know, uh, we could use it
as a chance to get closer.

You could help me showcase my
antiques for my friends.

I can't believe you guys are even
thinking about selling the villa.

Morris, shouldn't you be
upstairs playing chess?

This an adult conversation,
Morris, okay?

He's right, Momma. You're always
complaining about how no one thinks of you.

All of you say that your parents
don't consider your feelings

or appreciate you. But you've
become just like them.

Excuse me? How could you say
that, Isabella?

You all talk about reparations,

but this stuff won't make you
happy. It's just stuff.

Yeah, and you're going to give
up hundreds of years

of our family's heritage in Sicily

if you sell this beautiful villa.

You know, that affects us, too.

The kids are right.

We could sell the Madonna.

Aboyance said that it's worth a
lot more than it was appraised for.

Mamma, what did you do with the
painting of the Madonna?

What do you mean? I
didn't do anything with it.

Well, it was hanging in the hall,
and it's not there anymore.

What?

Oh my goodness. It is missing.

I noticed it was missing yesterday.

I asked Zio about it but he didn't
seem to think it was a big deal.

Well, what do you expect from someone who
spends his entire day looking for a cat?

Okay, well I didn't think it
could be stolen.

We, we've got to find it if
we're going to keep the house.

Let's call the police.

I am Commissario Riccardo Battaglia,
with the Catania Police Force.

Thank you for coming so quickly,
Commissario.

I am Mallatta Parlazzi, and
these are my daughters.

Tell me, Signora, when is the
last time you've seen the painting?

Yesterday, it was in the hallway.

- And, uh, has the house been locked?
- At all times.

- And no sign of any break-in?
- None, whatsoever.

Other than family members who
has access to the house?

There is the maid, Maria, and
the gardener and his son Albangzo.

And are all the family members here?

Our husbands aren't.

I see, well. I'm going to need
to speak to all of these people.

Um, how shall we begin?

I can take you to see the
gardener and his son.

Very well, thank you.

Hmm.

Heh!

Albangzo! What are you doing?

My Duplecia no longer wants to be with me!

I have nothing left to live for
without her love.

Albangzo, don't be ridiculous.
This is Commissario Battaglia,

he has some important questions
to ask you.

Hah! I no care for police man.
I ask him to kindly shoot me.

Take me out of this world which
causes so much pain.

We'll talk about that later,
right now

we need to find the Madonna
painting, it's missing.

My Madonna is missing. That is all I love
and care about in all the world.

Albangzo, be careful!

Hah! I no care about anything.
No nothing!

- Albangzo!
- Oh, ah! Ow! Ow!

Ow! I broke my arm!

Ah!

Don't worry, Albangzo,
we'll get some help.

Duplecia, my sweet!

Tell my beloved gray haired father
I died for love!

I'll tell him they took you
to the hospital.

Hi! Ow!

Uh!

Uh. Is, uh... Natascia here?

Um. She was here just a minute ago.

Come in, sit down. She should
be back soon.

Okay.

I, I thought. You know, that, maybe I,
I could talk to her, you know.

I mean, I'm not happy about
what happened with Aboyance.

But, you know, I thought for
the sake of the kids, you know.

You're always putting others
over yourself.

Well, marital counselors
will tell you that, uh, you know

it takes two people
to put a marriage in jeopardy.

Yeah, but, you should be with someone
that loves you for who you are.

Yeah, I, I know, I know, but,
well, I just thought, you know.

Maybe if I were more attentive,
more loving.

You are attentive and loving.
I mean, gosh,

last night was the first time
in a really long time.

Thank you so much for coming, Commissario.

All right, well, if there's anything
else, then, you know how to contact me.

I found the painting!

Oh my goodness! Where was it?

It was in the garden shed. I found it
when I was looking for Albangzo's.

All right, we don't need
to disrupt the scene

until I've had a proper investigation.

It was here just a minute ago, I swear.

Why didn't you take it back into the house?

Better that she didn't. We wouldn't
want to disturb the crime scene.

So we're back where we started.

Let's go back to the house and see
if we can find some more clues.

Mamma! Mamma!
Mamma! Mamma!

Jason, honey. We're talking to
the officer now, okay?

What about the husbands?
Where are they?

Mamma! Mamma!

Jason! Go play upstairs!

Well, at least two of them are staying
in the house in Giardini Naxos.

Why is that?

Well, they're having relationship problems.

Buzz, buzz. Buzz.

Cucu! Cucu!

What are you doing behind
there, Aboyance?

I'm borrowing the Madonna.

What are you talking about?

I need it as collateral for some
antiques I'm acquiring from Greece.

They don't know how valuable it
is, any way.

Actually, they do, Aboyance.

How?

I just told them.

What'd you do that for?

Mamma's in debt with the Mafia.
She might lose the villa.

But what about us?

I like you, Aboyance. But I can't
do that to my mother.

Natascia! Come with me.

If we sell the Madonna, we can
have a comfortable life together.

We need that painting to save the villa.

But they've never given you anything.

You've had to work and
earn it all yourself.

Duplecia will just sit around until
she's got everything for herself.

Think of yourself for a change.

That's tempting, Aboyance.

But I'm not willing to throw
my family away.

Natascia, please.

Preventing the extinction of my
family in Sicily

is more important than having a
fling with you.

Natascia, wait. Natascia!

Mamma! Mamma! Cucu! Cucu!

Jason, I asked you to go play upstairs.
We're still talking to the inspector.

But Papa is upstairs.
He's playing Cucu!

Your husband? Why is he playing Cucu?

That's a very good question.

Excuse me. Signor.

Ratar. Aboyance Ratar.

May I ask why you are standing behind
a curtain at this time of day?

I was just playing with my son.

I haven't had the chance to see him
very much this vacation.

- Wasn't I, Jason?
- Cucu!

That's a lie. I kicked him out of the house
because I found him

sleeping with my sister.

Signor Ratar, do you happen to know
where the Madonna painting is?

I have no idea, I only took the chance
to come and talk to my wife.

Oh, really, Aboyance? Why don't
you get your story straight,

because I thought you were here
to play with your son.

- Well, that too, of course.
- Jason!

- Cucu! Cucu!
- That's the Madonna!

Aboyance, why do you have the Madonna?

The antiquities shop in London
hasn't been doing well.

I needed the money to keep it going.
I didn't want to worry you, my love.

Don't "my love" me. You knew we needed the
money from the Madonna to save the villa.

You don't care about my family, at all.

I have to look out for my
immediate family first.

By sleeping with my sister?

Signor, you're under arrest for theft.

It doesn't matter.
You're not a part of this family anymore.

We're finished.

It's okay.

The Madonna was appraised at
two million euros.

Now, if I sell it I can pay off my debts
to Dante Deleone and save the villa.

I'm so happy for you, Mamma.

Have you heard from Lucky?

Uh, he told me he was getting on a plane
with Melona this morning, back to Atlanta.

- Good riddance.
- Now, Seconda.

Mamma, please. Don't start.

Well, where is Natascia? We can't start
the divisione of the furniture without her.

She left for the airport this morning.

Said she needed to be alone
and think things over.

Oh, that's terrible! We can't do
the divisione of the furniture without her.

You can have your furniture, Mamma.
I won't need it where I'm going.

Oh, Tristana! Please don't talk like that!

You know that I would just die
if you killed yourself!

- That's not what I meant, Mamma.
- Well, what did you mean?

Seconda said I could stay with her
in Atlanta for a while.

Oh, no. You can't do that.

You must stay here to let Dottor
Sarcafago treat you for your depression.

Well, I've been feeling a lot
less depressed lately, anyway.

It helps to see how miserable
other people's lives are.

But what are you going to do in Atlanta?

They have a growing film industry there.
I want to become an actress.

But when are we going to do the
divisione of the furniture?

We can do that another time,
you know, you're not dead yet.

You still need your furniture.

- What?
- I said, you're not dead yet!

I'm not? That's, that's good to know.

Uh, has anybody, has anybody seen Cici?

I haven't seen her, Zio, maybe
she's on the balcony.

Oh, Cici! Cici!

Cici!

I hope you will come to see us
again soon.

Of course I will. And you know

you don't have to to give us your
paintings and antique furniture

to get us to come back.

I've been looking for you everywhere.

Cici! There you are!
I've been looking for you for so long.

- I'm leaving, Zio.
- I found Cici!

I'm sorry about what happened
to your parents.

Yeah, thanks. I'm sorry about
yours as well.

Yeah, but, it's okay. My parents
weren't a very good couple, anyway.

At least I won't have to listen
to them fight all the time.

I feel the same way about my parents.

Maybe they'll finally find something
to make them happy.

Yeah. What's going to happen to
your father?

Well, Nonna said she isn't
going to press charges.

She said he is a part
of our family, after all.

- That's a relief.
- Yeah.

So, what about your mom?

She's going back to her nuclear
power plant, as usual.

I won't get to see her that much,
but that's nothing new.

- Isabella!
- Well, I'll see ya.

- Isabella!
- Coming!

Glad I got to say goodbye, again.

Me, too.

Where are you off to?

Well, I'll take the kids back to Boston.

What about Natascia?

Well, I don't think she'll mind.

No, I meant, what about her and you?

Well, I think that was over
a long time ago. If it ever got started.

- I'm sorry.
- Yeah.

What about you?

I think we're over, too. I mean,
I've spent most of my life

being second-place. I don't
want to do that anymore.

Well, you, uh. You don't have to be
second-place, Seconda.

Yeah, I guess not.

I feel like I've changed this week.

Well, Catania can do that to a person.

Yeah, I never thought
I'd grow to like this place.

I mean, with all the chaos and confusion.

That's not all there is in Catania.

Okay, Kids. Come on. Let's go.