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Dear friends,

tonight marks the beginning of our long-awaited festival.

In the following days,

our island will be literally flooded with music.

Every genre, every age, every band,

every day, playing in different parts of the island,

giving us the opportunity to enjoy first-hand

the talent of these great artists

who will take us on a journey with their music.

And now I'd like to

publicly thank the person

who brought such an important project for our island to fruition,

Orestis Emmanouel.

Orestis, thank you from the bottom of our hearts.

We're indebted to you.

But now, I'll cut my speech short, because it's time to begin our festival.

I wish you all a wonderful time in the coming days.

Enjoy yourselves.

CHAPTER IX - LOVE ME DO

- You're starting with Vivaldi. - Yes.

With "Four Seasons: Summer."

Then I'll move on with the classics, and then go on to more modern composers,

followed by covers and original songs.

How do you envision I play "Clair de Lune"?

It should take place on a full moon,

to paint a nice picture.

I'm getting more and more nervous, as the time draws near.

Me too.

Have you thought about how you'll be able to balance everything out?

What's "everything"?

I mean, your ex-wife, you know, the baby that's on the way,

and you and me.

- You and me? - Yeah.

What we're doing.

Have you considered how difficult it'll be to be with someone with all these issues?

No. The only thing I can think of is that I'm in love.

That goes away, though.

When it does, I'll give it some more thought.

But don't ask me to think about things I simply can't think about.

And you know what?

Why should we continue to add more drama than we have to?

Why must we be so tense?

- I just want to be with you and happy. - Happy, huh?

Yeah.

You've forgotten how it feels, huh?

So, listen.

- I want us... - Mm?

...to wake up together, one morning,

to go out and have something to eat together,

I'd like to go for a walk together,

listen to music,

make love often...

You'll be helping me with my issues, I'll be helping you with yours.

And to grow old with you.

Does that sound so strange to you?

It has a romantic tone.

And is it really that wrong?

I left Athens to come to a place like this to relax, and...

- And you met me. - Yeah.

Good luck with that.

Come on now, focus.

About the festival.

So...

Why do you have such a large font on your phone?

Will you help me out, please?

You're kind of blind, huh?

Yes.

Farsightedness?

Klelia?

First you put on weight,

you can't see anything close now.

- All in the same year! - Come on, will you please stop?

Can I check your hair?

No, leave my hair alone. Cut it out.

It's okay, I'm fine. I didn't get hurt, okay.

- Will you calm down? - You could have been hurt, or worse.

What about Dad?

Better leave him alone.

He's not in the best of moods.

Did everyone find out?

What do you think, Klelia? The coast guard was looking for you.

Honestly, it's not Orestis' fault.

Are you really that naive?

You know how the waves get out there, don't you?

- You know how things can go wrong. - Relax.

She wasn't the first and she won't be the last.

Are you forgetting?

You in 1992, me in 1972...

Those caves have been around for ages. Let's not kid ourselves.

Mom, now is not the right time.

I'm just saying, that's all.

What happened in '72 and '92?

Mom, cut it out.

You're lucky I'm not in the mood.

Why can't you help me out a bit, huh?

You're not making it any easier for me. Do you realize the position you put us in?

I said I was sorry. What else do you want me to do?

To be careful.

And stop being self-centered, okay? Please, that's all.

Alright,

now can I speak about '92 and '72?

- Yes! - No, you can't.

Then can we get a beauty treatment?

What's that?

You need to eat something.

And you brought me tea and toast?

Have you lost your mind, Alexandra? I'm not that old.

No, you're not. You're just a dehydrated jackass.

The doctor said so.

- The doctor said that I'm a jackass? - No, he didn't.

That's my opinion

and in a few days, you'll be the talk of this entire island.

Have you lost your mind? Do you want to humiliate us both?

As soon as this festival is over, we're out of here.

Though, you know what? You're likely to get kicked out sooner.

I want you to tell me the truth.

But I don't get it, Miss Maria, did I say something wrong?

Not wrong. Lies about what he did.

And I really need you to tell me the truth.

Go ahead.

- What did Charalambos... - Nothing!

If you hide this now Yianna, you may regret it later.

You went to the police after he beat you.

What difference did it make?

None at all.

It's my fault.

There's no reason for you to put up with this, though.

- Have you spoken with your mother? - Oh, no.

No, Miss Maria, please don't.

I don't want my dad to know, and I'll just die if word gets out.

And Spyros, Miss Maria, he can't know...

Calm down, calm down, I won't tell anyone.

You have my word.

You will talk when you see fit.

Yianna, I want to tell you,

I love my son very much,

he will never make you happy, though.

And neither will you.

Don't waste your lives for the sake of others.

I'm not following you.

You're a very good kid.

Not the brightest,

but you're really good.

Protect yourself from other people's troubles.

Leave.

Leave far away.

You know, Maria?

Maybe I'm smarter than you think I am.

And don't you worry.

I love Spyros.

I want us together.

If this is a problem for you,

then I can't do anything about it. So you should just stay out of it.

Just to be sure,

do you realize what happened to you?

Okay, Maria.

Come on, let's take a selfie.

All this time and we haven't taken a photo together.

I'll share it on social media.

And I'll also mention the tavern.

Do you have any idea how many followers I have?

It'll blow up. Cheese!

- Hi, Spyros. - Hey.

Michalis?

I'm waiting for him. He should be here any time now.

Okay.

What happened?

Uh, it's nothing, some skin condition, an allergy.

Psoriasis?

And you? Why are you here?

Muscle pain. My back, my neck.

Arthritis?

No.

Psychosomatic.

- Like you, although... - I said I'm just allergic.

- Allergic to...? - The sun.

I guess that's a tough one considering the climate here.

You're getting it whenever you go out on a sunny day.

How are you going to cope with it?

- Are you coming to the festival? - Why, will it get better if I come?

Hi. I'm sorry for being late.

- What's up, guys? Who's first? - Me.

Come.

This island needs a psychiatrist, not a pathologist.

My degrees are becoming obsolete.

- Come on in. - Later, Maestro.

Spyros?

Don't let them break you down like this. It's not worth it, brother.

- Good morning! - Morning!

Are you by yourself?

Yeah, yeah. Alexandra's out with her French friends.

Yeah, right. They're just as French as you and I are.

Jacqueline is from Giannena, a village near where I grew up.

Her birth name is Zacharoula

but she moved to Paris and became Jacqueline.

- Baklava. - Ooh.

Fresh out of the oven. May I have a coffee?

Yes, yes, come in.

Will you leave when the festival's over?

I guess so.

I'd like you to stay. I'm going to miss you.

I'll miss your music too.

Maria...

You know, I tried.

I went to the police, told them everything,

I was hysterical, I asked to press charges.

For nothing.

I didn't expect any better.

Fanis must get elected, know what I mean?

And Charalambos is under his protection.

That's the world we live in.

And it's 2021.

Nothing ever changes.

Nothing.

So what then, huh?

I feel like a piece of trash.

I'm so ashamed.

I'm afraid for me.

I cry a lot.

I face the brunt.

Every single time I say that it's going to be the last time, I...

I don't know

where to go.

That's why I'm going to miss your music.

Because it makes me dream

of a better world.

And gives me so much strength.

Things change sometimes.

Nothing changes.

Things only change when it benefits a specific group of people.

They pretend to save us.

Who's going to save a woman like me?

And I'm not asking much.

Some respect, you know?

To also stop being abused.

You know how many others are like me?

There are so many women abused and many more to come.

Who really knows?

Maybe we're to blame too.

Are men born bastards?

No.

They turn into them.

Behind every bastard on the planet who physically abuses his wife,

there's a mother.

We raise sons who will later on abuse their wives

and daughters,

who in turn,

marry a man who

abuses them too.

I don't want that to happen to my child.

I won't let it.

How can I protect him?

How can I accept all of my mistakes?

Aren't I responsible?

It won't happen to Spyros.

I really hope.

Okay, now. Tell me your news.

Come on.

Uh, my news.

How are you feeling?

Pretty strange.

Uh, busy with the festival.

Yes, but it's going well?

Yeah, yeah, very well.

At least that's how it seems. People are attending, they're having fun...

Orestis? Let me interrupt you.

Mm?

I want to give you some advice.

Be careful.

The ones that are by your side now

will turn their backs on you.

It's a small place, people talk.

I haven't done anything wrong.

No, I know.

But you know people.

They easily turn into dogs, eager to bite you.

News travel fast, huh?

Yep.

And Fanis is not a good person.

Hi, Irene.

Good morning, Nikos.

Can I have my regular?

Nikos?

Is something wrong here?

Hello.

Hi, Sofia.

Do you have a minute? It won't take long.

Yes, of course.

Here, come in.

I hear the festival is going great.

- Really great. - Mm.

Everyone's so good

and that gives me great joy.

How many days left are there?

- Not that many. - Hm.

Sofia, let me make it easier for you.

I know why you're here.

Yes, I'm being indiscreet

and I don't like being in this position at all.

Look...

I'm not like these mothers who meddle in their children's lives,

whether I agree with their choices or not.

Of course, I'd prefer it if my daughter's first relationship

was with a man closer to her age, who's more like her, who understands her.

This wasn't something I expected to happen,

it's not something I do often.

I didn't plan any of it.

And...

it just happened and...

and I'm trying to handle it.

I know that.

Don't worry, I'm not Fanis.

I won't threaten you,

I don't need an explanation from you, and I don't consider Klelia as a victim.

But your age difference

makes this very hard.

I know I may sound a bit cliché,

but I honestly need to understand what you're doing here.

- Honestly? - Mhm.

Some things are just beyond your control.

I agree with you.

But I'm still worried for my daughter.

I don't want either of you to get hurt, especially my daughter. You understand?

Absolutely.

Okay, then.

I never imagined I'd be having this talk one day.

We're such a conservative generation after all.

We're a dumb generation.

I mean, we try.

I'm off. And I'm sorry about all this.

Are you truly in love with my daughter, Orestis?

Yes.

She as well.

Please, be very careful.

Hey, Spyros?

Yeah.

Everything okay?

It is, why?

'Cause I know.

What do you know?

You know.

No, I don't.

Don't get mad at me.

It's just a phase, it'll pass.

What the hell are you talking about again, Yianna?

You know what I'm talking about.

- If you think we should go to a doctor... - A doctor?

Well, what you're feeling isn't normal, is it?

And how would you know what I feel?

How do you know?

Your dad is right after all.

You're too weak, Spyros.

My boy.

My little boy.

I can't take it anymore, Mom.

Hush, my baby, hush, hush, my little boy.

- I can't take it anymore. - Yes, I know.

- I'm done. - Hush now, come.

Hush, my sweet boy.

I'm with you, my little boy.

SPYROS - INCOMING VIDEO CALL

I missed you.

I don't want to feel like this when I'm with you.

But it's only with you that I feel this way.

Like how?

Normal.

How do you feel?

Pretty weird.

Me too.

Are you going?

Why? Can I just stay here?

You can come down with me if you want to.

I don't really give a fuck anyway.

You're out of your mind. What's up with the bullshit?

You can't keep doing this to me, you know?

Do you understand me?

Grow some balls and be who you really are at last.

Or else stop wasting my time.

Why are you saying this?

Why are you making me feel this way, you bastard?

You're so pathetic, you can't even appreciate this.

What do you want? For me to feel sorry for you?

Just get out.

Come on, get out the window.

Come on, get out right now.

Go!

What?

Oh man, you've got to be kidding me.

Spyros? What are you doing?

Spyros?

For God's sake, man. Chill out, I didn't mean it.

Spyros! Spyros!

Come on man, please, I was just angry, don't take what I said seriously.

I'm as screwed up as you are. I only wanted to make you feel bad.

Okay? I was wrong.

I'm sorry. Will you forget it?

No, no, Spyros! Come on. Spyros, wait! Come on!

Well, good morning, Spyros.

Good morning.

Sit down, please.

Would you like some coffee?

No.

Something to eat, maybe?

No.

Where's Grandma?

I don't know. I guess she's still in bed.

She's missing out.

It was bound to happen sooner or later.

Throw them out of the house

because if I go in there, there's no telling what I'll do.

- What? - Let's stop talking.

Go and tell them to get up and leave, now.

I wasn't planning to have a talk.

If someone's leaving, it's you, Fanis.

- Sofia, are you going to... - Just shut up.

And you will accept things as they are.

Do you understand? I'm not kicking my child out of the house.

What are you talking about? Do you hear yourself?

What's all this shit? Have you lost it?

Don't talk to me that way.

You should be ashamed, thinking that everyone should be like you, huh?

It's the first time someone in this house is being honest and you can't stand it.

You're nothing, Fanis.

Let me tell you this.

You don't even have the guts to be half the person that our children are.

Who the fuck do you think you are?

Spyros left.

- I'm sorry. It got out of... - Don't apologize.

No, really, I...

I said, don't apologize. Get the fuck out.

For the last time...

If you dare tip that piece of shit Charalambos off again,

or even think about making an issue about any of this,

then I'll go directly to the Athens police and I'll tell them everything.

Even if it means going down with you. Got it?

I helped you build all this, and I will be the one to tear it down.

I have been asking you all these years to stop it and you didn't give a shit.

You don't give a rat's ass about any of us.

You should be ashamed. Pathetic hypocrite. And you want to be a mayor? That's it.

Enough!

It's over, Fanis!

Get out of my face.

Fanis, Fanis, Fanis, Fanis.

Our Greek best friend comes bearing gifts.

Thank you.

Hi, Giovanni.

My father couldn't be here with us today. He sends his love.

- I'll be in charge from now on. - Oh.

Is he okay?

Yeah, he's fine, man. Don't worry. He just needs some rest.

He's been working too hard lately.

Please, have a seat.

Fantastic!

Giovanni,

I need your father's help.

You're my father's friend so you're mine as well.

Do you mind if I try it?

You know, my father

used to say that he always wanted to be a beekeeper

and indeed he was really fascinated by this craft.

I remember, in Apulia, we always had honey on the table.

Mmm!

I'm listening.

Do you think there is a way I could take some distance in the future?

How much distance?

As much as your clients allow me.

Look,

if I get elected,

it will not be safe.

You see,

my kids are getting older,

- Sofia... - Sofia!

Sofia is your wife, right?

Yes.

My father tells me you have a beautiful family.

Two kids?

Yes.

I have two kids as well, but mine are still very young.

Giovanni,

if I become mayor, I have to protect you and my family, of course you understand?

Absolutely.

I have people who can take over and I trust them.

Nothing will change for you.

You think it's possible for me to take a step back?

How old are your children now? 18? 19?

Yes.

They're going to leave the house soon to study.

- Yes. - You're okay with this?

You don't mind? I mean,

most parents refuse to accept that the children are leaving the home.

My father did the same with me.

But even if I left,

he always knew where I was.

And the family.

Fine, fine, fine, I'll talk to him. I'm sure we'll figure something out.

Don't worry about it.

Don't worry, my friend.

If you have somebody to take over and you trust them,

then we will trust them as well, its business.

Just make sure that nothing will change on our part, okay?

Hey, doc.

- I was looking for you. - Me? Why?

- My son visited you, I'm told. - Yeah, so?

What is it?

- A skin condition? - It's psoriasis, Charalambos.

What's that, doc? Like a scab?

It's psychosomatic.

I can't put up with all this bullshit.

- You people call everything psychosomatic. - What do you want? I'm busy.

- How does it go away? - With a father like you, it doesn't.

I'd give you a piece of my mind, but there's people around so you're lucky.

Yeah, lucky.

How's your dog?

Has it kicked the bucket yet?

No, not yet.

Fanis' wife looks after it when you're at work, right?

Get out of my face, Charalambos.

You're a joke.

It was my stupid fault

for challenging him like that.

That's true.

What's true?

That it was stupid of you to challenge Spyros.

Aren't you supposed to be on my side?

It doesn't mean that you're not stupid, you know.

You can't possibly force things like that, my dear.

Because, in reality, not everyone handles surprises

in the same way, my darling.

That goes for you too, Klelia.

- I'm also getting blamed for it? - Why not? You think you're better?

You both had to pick this summer to have your rebellion

out of the blue

and what in God's name did you expect to happen? You have us all...

I'd best not say what I'm thinking.

Just because I play it cool and I take your side,

doesn't mean that I won't call you out if you make a mistake.

Go away. You've upset me.

Focus on the festival and on your talent,

and stop wasting all your time on meaningless, stupid things.

It will be over in a few days.

The two of us are doing a song together, Antonis.

When are we rehearsing? When are we working together?

To sing my songs properly,

I need time and peace of mind to perform well.

I'm not all over the place like you are.

- Fine. - Fine.

Don't "fine" me.

Time flies by. What do you think? That I'll always be here to pamper you?

Go on, now.

So very immature.

Sofia?

Can we talk?

I haven't come to visit you because I'm ashamed.

For me?

For myself.

Okay, come inside.

No, no, I can't stay. Thank you.

I only wanted to see if you're okay and to give you this.

What for?

Is it money?

Please don't, Sofia, I don't need it, keep it, please.

Maria, relax. No, it's not money.

Then what is it?

In case you ever decided to leave Charalambos,

a house in Athens will be waiting for you.

It's my mother's, no one lives there anymore.

You are welcome to go there whenever you want, both you and Spyros.

I've got a friend in Athens, he's a lawyer,

he will take your case for free.

Whenever you're ready to.

Don't say anything.

It's the very least I can do.

I feel responsible

for everything our families have been through.

Sofia?

I'm afraid of what might happen to our children

if we don't do something about it.

I'm trying to.

Is your son similar to you in character?

Deep inside, yes.

But he's afraid to show it.

My son

loves your son very much.

And if he's anything like you, I'll feel a lot better.

Well, my son isn't as tough as he appears to be.

- Are you at all embarrassed? - Not at all.

How do you stay strong?

Nobody taught me how.

I mean,

I just love him truly.

You think we'll make it?

Yes.

I think so.

Is it too early to say it then?

Yes, it's too early.

Don't say it.

I love you.

I said, "don't."

I don't care.

Got a moment?

I'm busy now.

And you can't even talk to me?

I have nothing to say.

But why is that?

We've always talked anytime I passed by.

You wouldn't stop talking.

So why are you turning your back on me right now?

Do you want to buy something? If you do, I can help you.

No, I want you to tell me what your problem is.

Yours and a couple of others.

I don't have a problem. I just don't agree with the things you're doing.

Is that so? That's none of your business.

The fact it's not my business doesn't mean I should like it.

So,

tell me what you heard. What did they say? What are you thinking?

What do you hate so much about me that you won't even greet me?

Am I making you feel awkward?

Yeah.

It's mutual.

Irene, listen.

Just focus on the reason why I'm here on the island,

come to the festival to enjoy the music you like so much.

Please, stop judging me based on what others say.

Or you'll end up being like them. Nasty.

Would you really want that?

You could ask me directly about whatever you've heard.

But it's not your concern.

I don't judge you based on who you choose to be in love with,

so don't do the same.

Agreed?

Think about what I said.

And drop by the festival.

See you.

- Hi. - Oh, it's the last straw.

I wonder how many more visitors will come.

Orestis!

It's for you.

- Here comes the collateral damage. - And why collateral damage?

Don't worry. You'll know in a few years.

Goodbye, Thanos.

What is wrong with you?

Explain it to the kid so he doesn't waste his time.

Don't mind her. Hi, Thanos.

I need to talk to you. Got a minute?

Yes, please. We can sit here.

Tell your wife that I'm not wasting my time.

On the contrary.

I'm not a fool, or a victim or some poor guy. I'm just being patient.

You're just passing by.

And when you've had enough of Klelia

and leave our island,

then I'll be there for her.

You're going to get far in life.

I'm already there. You're behind, dude.

Aren't you so tired of being sarcastic and making people feel very awkward?

Very.

There's nothing else left for me, though.

It isn't fair at all.

I simply can't compete with her.

I try, but I'm unable to.

And I feel horrible.

I don't want to raise this child on my own.

I don't want to be alone.

Where the fuck did we lose each other?

Had we ever really found each other, Alexandra?

I don't want to go home tonight.

Can I stay here with you, please?

Your kids need their mother right now, Sofia.

My children have their own lives.

Isn't it about time I started living my own?

Ah! Get off me!

- You punk! Pervert! - Ah!

- You'd do that to me? Your own father? - Get off him!

We must call the police immediately.

No, we can't.

So we'll just stay here with a dead body?

- Call your father. - What?

Now, call your father and tell him to come here.

Did you bury her?

I thought you shouldn't be alone now.

I need...

I need to go to the clinic, I've got patients.

Did anyone see you?

No.

You were with me all day. And you...

He was with me.

He was helping me set up the lights at the school.

Go to your homes.

Maybe it's not the best idea for people to see you like this.

You need to wash. This way.

What next?

I'll handle it.

What about his boat?

It's anchored in front of the school.

No one ever goes there.

Do you know how to steer it?

As soon as it gets dark,

we'll take him out on his boat.

I'll dump him off the coast.

So until it gets dark, we're stuck with his dead body here?

Lovely.

Fanis, would you like a drink?

We have visitors, it would be rude.

Rosé or red?

Police emergency, operator 21, go ahead please.

Hello?

Hello? Can you hear me?

- Hey, kiddo. - Hey.

Hungry?

Is everything okay? Honey, what's wrong?

Nothing. I'm just tired. I'm going to go to bed.

You'll only go this far?

Yes.

At least help me out with the boat.

I can't do it with Spyros alone.

If something goes wrong, I'll take the responsibility.

I'm just trying to save my son.

I need your help, please.

We invited you and your wife...

to our home.

We had dinner.

We had some family time together

and you left late at night.

Orestis,

you did the right thing.

No one saw us

and no one can ever know about what happened.

Good morning, my boy.

Come in. He's not here.

Where is he?

I don't know where he's gone. His car is missing too.

Are you leaving again?

No.

Want me to make you something?

Okay. Sit, sit.

Want some honey?

Yes.

Oh, wait, I have some eggs too.

I'll fix you a scramble.

Kiki brought me some. They're fresh, straight from the hen.

Okay, so I want to know what happened.

Did you break up again?

Can I lie down or will you start swearing again?

Oh, you actually look really bad. What's the matter?

Are you nervous about singing?

Okay, what happened, Antonis?

Nothing happened.

Please stay with me without asking any questions about what happened.

Of course.

I love you so much.

Me too.

Come here.

Do you still want to stay here on the island?

Last day of the festival today.

I'm singing.

I wonder how much time I have left.

How many more things will I get to do?

Hm.

There's a future in this story.

For everyone.

A... Antonis?

My... My Antonis? No.

Not my Antonis, no.