Original subtitles

A film restored by Centro Sperimentale Di Cinematografia

and Cineteca Nazionale

using the original film made available by Italian International Film

(October 2014)

I'M STARTING FROM THREE

Gaetano!

Gaetano!

Gaetano!

Gaetano!

Gaetano!

Gaetano!

Gaetano, Gaeta, Gaetano!

Not even the most desperate of saints would shout like that!

What do you want?

Nothing! Just calling you.

Just calling!

Damn!

At this time... Gaetano, Gaetano...

People are sick, everybody's at home...

Gaetano, damn it!

I'd smash your face in!

Every night the same old story!

Why are you getting upset?

What were you doing? Watching TV?

Yes, I was watching TV. May I?!

I was watching the news!

Even the anchor man stopped reading.

He said: "Sorry! Can you tell me

who the asshole shouting like that is?

I can't work!"

Making a show of yourself!

I just wanted to know what were you doing!?

They're going to the movies. Are you going too?

Are you going to the movies? - I don't know, Raffaele!

- You don't know? - No, I don't!

Either you know or you don't! Are you going?

- I don't know! - Are you going or not?

Damn! I don't know! I can't explain!

Now I'll... - Are you going or not?

Damn! I can't stand him!

- Are you going or not? - I don't know, got it?

No, I don't want to go!

Got it? No!

Hands in your pocket!

- Why aren't you going? - Because you...

Because I don't like you! - You can't say that!

- I don't like you... - No! You can't say that!

- I don't like you.. - No, you can't say that...

Damn, it's because, you talk too much.

You never let people speak!

Then I talk too much... but still you like me!

I can't stand people who talk too much!

All right! You're always right!

- So, are we going or not? - He's not coming to the movies!

Damn!

A real war...

Then, I woke up all sweating. Like this!

Fortunately it was a dream... - What was it? A war?

A dream war! - Right!

Damn! Don't talk to me about dreaming wars, please!

That's incredible!

I dream about it every night!

As soon as I fall asleep, it's a war.

Every night it's a war!

As soon as I fall asleep, war is declared!

Damn! Incredible!

But I never shot anybody!

Considering all the wars I went through!

I am 26 and in the Punic Wars, in Wars of Independence...

First World War, Second... All the wars...

And I never shot anybody!

Never!

It never happens...

I grab a rifle, a gun....

I want to shoot.

Damn!

The enemy is there, I say:

"Damn, I'll show you..."

I shoot...

The bullet stays inside: either the gun gets stuck,

or it melts or it shoots like a plastic ball...

I can never shoot!

Sometimes you feel the shot going...

I say: "Now I'll kill him, damn it."

I see his back and say: "You can't see me."

I shoot! I hear the shot...

coming out...

But it falls to the ground!

I mean... it comes out, boom!

It falls...

And naturally, as soon as he sees me: there he is...

He shoots me four, five...

He gets angry: "You wanted to kill me?

How dare you!" Got it?

And I don't even have a knife!

Nothing, nothing!

I think it's because I have insomnia.

I have insomnia and every night I fall asleep around 3.30 am.

You know what happens?

All the people that fall asleep around 10.30 pm, 11 or 12,

and dream about wars....

I mean, it's true!

They can choose the best weapons

and say: "This one's good, this one's not!"

They take the guns: "This one's good, this one's not!"

So I get there at 2-3 am,

and what do I get?

The rejects!

That's all...

What are you talking about?

Guys, I'm going to the movies.

Are you coming or not? Let's go!

OK.

Wait a moment!

Listen, come with us... Come on... - No, I don't want to!

- You do, you do, you do. - Are you starting again?

Raffaele, shut up! I don't want to go! - OK, you don't!

Go away! Damn!

You're a pain! - I'll stay here, or you'll be alone...

Absolutely not! You go.

Alone... Is this a desert?

I get bored... at the movies...

I'm leaving tomorrow.

Tomorrow I'm going to Florence to aunt Antonia's.

Florence again, aunt Antonia's again, that's like not going anywhere!

Look, I'm going, right? And then...

I'm going, Raffaele, I can't stand it anymore! I mean...

The past is past.

I am starting from three...

- From zero... - What?

Starting from zero!

Absolutely not!

I've only succeeded in three things in my life.

Why should I lose them and start from zero?!

From three!

I'm leaving! I can't stand it anymore!

Gaetano,

he who leaves, knows what he's leaving,

but not what he's looking for!

What are you saying? He who leaves...

Knows what he's leaving, but not what he's looking for!

Shit... nice!

Are they your own words?

You look stupid, but...

Be careful... you hurt me!

Good evening!

- Good evening... - Go home, Mum is alone!

I have to go to the church to talk to Don Gino.

Damn it!

He's going to the church to ask God to give him another hand.

He's going crazy! He's convinced...

He says: "I am a good person, honest, a good worker...

How can I be punished like this!"

And he hopes for a miracle that will give him a new hand!

So what? He's waiting for a miracle! What do you care?

You are dumber than he is, Raffaele!

The miracle that will give him a hand!

His hand growing back!

All the miracles that I know of are about people.

Like someone's blind, then they can see...

But they already had eyes!

You can't walk and then you can! But you already have legs!

But have you ever seen someone that doesn't have something,

and then they have it? - That is why he's concentrating,

because his miracle is much more difficult!

Oh come on! Why?

Difficult miracle; easy miracle:

one's worth a 100 points, the other's worth 50 points!

Damn! A miracle is a miracle! All miracles are equal!

Why, when there's a miracle,

do people see something crazy and they cry:

"Miracle, miracle"?

Have you ever seen somebody say: "Miracle."

about a 50 point miracle? - No, no!

There is the: "Miracle!" and the "miracle".

What are you talking about?

As far as I know, there is only: "Miracle! Miracle!"

No, no... there are "Miracle!" and "miracle".

But all I ever hear is people shouting: "Miracle"...

There is the "Miracle!" or the "miracle".

The "Miracle!" or the "miracle"... Got it!

Nothing happened tonight either!

No miracles!

Never mind!

Don't think I want to put pressure on you!

I am here! I wait!

There are other people before me! That's fair!

I just wanted to say when you decide...

to grow it...

Better if it happens at night!

I'd prefer that...

so I won't get scared!

So in the morning, everything is already in place!

I was hoping it would grow tonight.

Considering we are moving,

I could help move furniture, chairs and so on...

I could give a hand...

Anyway, it doesn't matter.

It's up to you!

By the way, my new address

is Via Cavalli Di Bronzo, 31.

Careful now, there are two number 31s.

Not the first one....

you know, if you were heading to the highway,

but instead of turning left you turn right...

But you know all that! It's your job!

You'll find me...

- Who's there? - Me!

Damn... Are you always locked in the toilet?

- You can go now! - Come on!

You spend your life locked inside that toilet!

It's always locked! - Pasqualino has to go to court.

I hope he goes to jail!

Hey, don't joke about that!

Mum, either he's locked in the toilet or he's locked in jail, it's the same!

He's locked up anyway!

Come...

Come...

Come...

Come...

Come...

Come...

- Is it moving? - Shut up!

Are you really calling it?

Are you talking to that thing? - Rosa, shut up!

It really was moving! It made a movement...

It's a matter of concentration! If you distract me, it's finished!

Come on! I just asked you something!

I thought you could call it using only your mind!

I can call it with my voice too!

Maybe if it hears something, it'll be even more convinced!

Rosa, imagine: if I move it, I'll find a solution to all my problems!

The TV people find me... They'll say:

"Move that." And I move it!

Or: "Move that." And I move it.

My problems would be solved!

Imagine... I stay here:

Come... come... come...

And Pasqualino gets out the toilet.

Finally!

Anyway, call me if he comes out.

Why do you want to leave?

We even have a new house!

Why do you want to emigrate?

Mum, I don't want to emigrate!

I want to travel, to see things!

It's not that I'm unhappy here...

We even managed to find you a good job!

A good job?

Every morning at five inside that train...

I start squeezing oranges...

Mum, I can't stand it anymore!

Ah, Pasqualino,

last night a girl called for you!

Who?

I didn't understand!

She said her name twice. But...

I didn't understand!

You should write it down!

If he didn't understand, what could he write:

"I didn't understand"?

Gaetano, the money you make, it's useful to us!

I mean, I don't care about the money!

I do!

Listen...

I have two choices:

either I leave... - Or?

Or?

Or I leave! - Which is the other choice?

Which other choice?

You said there were two choices!

I said there were two choices?

Yes!

No, I said: "There's one..."

I remember! One choice!

I only ever had one choice

and now you're talking about a second choice?

That's impossible really...

just one choice!

Travelled far?

From Naples.

Immigrant?

No!

No! I mean...

I have a job in Naples...

A normal life, like everybody! I worked.

No, I left to travel... to see things.

That's good, for young people!

You don't like something, you just give it up, change your life.

It's too late for me!

Too late!

I made sacrifices my whole life!

For my family, my job.

All my life!

And know there's nothing left but to put an end to it!

If it weren't a mortal sin... to commit suicide,

I would have done it long time ago.

There could be a way to make it appear natural...

accidental...

And I found it!

A car accident!

So many people die like this!

You drive fast because you're late, then your car crashes.

- Don't go fast... - Do you think they would realise?

They would realise...

They always would realise....

Slow down!

Even I do... things... sometimes

that I think... if they wouldn't notice...

They always look at me... Slowly!

I mean, how can it be? They always notice me!

But, after you do it, they notice you!

Because they like to know...

Slowly!

So they'd realise!

It would be a sin! - A mortal sin!

If you can call it a sin:

A forgivable sin...

Maybe you could...

Slow down!

No! It's mortal! Hell... - Hell!

- Hell! - Another one!

After all I've been through, another hell!

No, no, no!

I need a piece of heaven!

But it'll be hell!

I need to rest.

I feel bad!

I feel terrible, I can't go on like this!

I feel bad... - Slowly... Not so fast...

There's only one place where they know what to do, when I feel bad...

Could you take me there? - What?

- Could you accompany me there? - There... I...

- There. - No... I've arrived... now!

Let me out... I don't know anything!

I'll tell you where! Can you take me?

OK!

- Can you drive? - Yes, slow down...

- Can you drive? - Yes.

What's going on?

I can't help it. I can't help it, doctor!

The usual thoughts... - Come.

The same thoughts...

Something that...

Listen, I'll try to explain:

It's as if an idea hunts me down...

A thought... You understand... a thought!

Come. Better leave him alone.

Are you a relative?

No. Just hitch-hiking and suddenly he started to say...

- Don't worry, we'll take care of him! - I'm not worried!

Wait here!

Listen...

I said I don't know him. Why should I wait?

Damn it!

Good morning.

No!

Pride and dignity!

Dignity and pride!

No!

Pride... - And dignity.

Dignity...

I...

I don't care about dignity!

I don't care!

If somebody asked me: "Do you want to change personality?"

"Become somebody else?"

You know my answer?

"Yes! Sure!"

What is my answer?

- "Yes, sure!" - Good!

Good!

I am not a hypocrite.

You know, if you ask somebody on the street:

"Do you want to be as rich as Agnelli?" "As handsome as Alain Delon?"

For example...

Just ask! You'll see what they answer!

You know the answer?

"No!"

Sure!

But if you ask me...

Ask me!

"Do you want to be Gianni Agnelli or Alain Delon?" Ask me.

Or Alain Delon?

Just ask me: "Do you want to be Gianni Agnelli or Alain Delon?"

See what I answer!

"Do you want to be Gianni Agnelli or Alain Delon?"

Let's pretend you asked me!

Well... I did ask!

I really asked: "Do you..."

Anyway, you seem confused. You should ask me...

You really didn't! I will say that...

"Do you want to be Gianni Agnelli or Alain Delon?"

See what I answer! You know what I'd answer?

"Yes!"

"Sure!"

Sure.

They have everything!

They have women, they are rich, they are handsome...

And healthy, and have keys to their own homes...

And pianos and safety boxes and cakes and drinks

and cases of champagne and coffins!

And I have shit! Look what a difference... Yes or no?

Yes or no?

He's crazy!

That guy is weird!

In America they're not so weird!

I've been to America...

- He's weird... - Did he scare you?

Yes, at one point I went in and he was looking up...

Above!

I turned around and nobody was there!

I mean, the way he was looking around, I kinda froze.

You understand?

OK! Bye, I'm going...

I mean... bye!

Gaetano, when do you plan to leave?

I don't know yet, auntie.

You know you're welcome here.

You know that, don't you? - Yes, yes!

Aren't you getting to know each other? You sit there, without talking...

Frankie, have you spoken to Gaetano?

I told you, Frankie is American

and he's a preacher, but not like our priests...

A kind of priest...

But, you see, he's normal.

He says we must love each other.

It's nice that such a young person says that!

Because... nowadays, there's crime, people are cruel...

Only the Word helps us understand each other better.

He always says: "The Word!"

The Word solves everything!

Yes, but which Word?

The Word that...

Which Word, Frankie?

The Word, in the sense of talking!

Right. Talking!

People should talk... converse!

People don't talk much!

Lack of communication!

Isolation!

What have we come to?

Saint Francis talked to birds, to wolves, to dogs, to horses.

For Chrissake!

He could talk to animals

and we Christians can't even talk to other Christians!

Isn't that right, Frankie?

Religions are all the same!

Obligations, stuff...

No, no, no! Our religion is different...

You just follow

and I just ask you to talk...

I mean... to talk to people! That you open up. Got it?

- What do you want to open, Frankie? - Why?

I'm a closed book!

I can't...

What can't you do?

- Stop, stop. Wait... - What?

- Damn it... - What?

Shut up!

She looks like the one I saw when I took that suicide nut to hospital!

- Don't you want to meet her again? - Yes, I do, but...

- I'll do it... Hello! - Wait, shut up!

Wait!

I want to meet her but so it seems accidental!

Not like that... - How do you want to do it?

Wait! Just shut up a moment!

You know what I'm going to do?

I'll run around the building...

I mean, all around the building and meet her on the other side,

then I can say: "Hi, how are you?"

Good idea, right?

Your bag!

Damn! That's too heavy!

Hi, what are you doing here?

What?

Have you been running?

I'm exhausted, I've been walking for hours...

You don't even know my name! And I don't know yours!

I am Marta, now you know. And you?

What?

- Gaetano! - Ah, now I know!

Is that a friend of yours?

No.

I don't know him...

I don't really know him.

Come with me!

Go away!

No, just one, thanks!

Well... it's nice here!

All this is nice...

What can I say!? I mean...

How's the suicidal guy?

Fine!

Suicidal? Do you think people commit suicide so easily?

What do you mean, easily?

Easily!

No!

There's somebody in Naples... - Why don't you take your coat off?

Right...

Can I put it here?

It's clean!

There was this guy in Naples,

he pretended...

He was married and his wife...

What a lot of pips!

So many of them, even in a small grape...

His wife left him

because she said that he didn't love her enough.

She left, and when she left, he attempted suicide!

He poisoned himself.

Then his wife thought it was a love sacrifice...

and came back to him.

Then her lover committed suicide!

But people don't commit suicide... - What did she do?

Nothing, she stayed with her husband...

- She chose the easiest way! - No. She chose the worse!

Really! Her husband was a real loser!

Come on!

That's not true, you invented it!

No really... It really happened!

Nice!

I mean it's bad because there's a suicide,

but, as a story, it's incredible!

For example, I am writing a book

and I'm always afraid to write things that stray too far from reality.

Then, you hear true stories

and you couldn't make some of them up!

Yes, because it looks as if...

Can you imagine

the lover, the husband?!

I mean... that's it!

I like this place, it's really nice!

Nice, I like all this...

Done like this...

What?

It's really nice. - Listen...

Why did you leave Naples?

You know...

eventually...

he who leaves knows what he's leaving, but doesn't know what he's looking for!

Are you repeating what other people say?

Why, do you know Lello?

Who's Lello?

Lello Sodano!

The short one, his face is... a little...

The sentence I just said... - It's by Montaigne.

Ah, Montaigne, the sentence...

No... nothing! - Who's Lello?

Nothing.

My mistake, I mean...

It's by Montaigne!

Gaetano!

It's seven o'clock!

Everything is inside this bag!

Bread with sausages and a bottle of mineral water.

There is also some cake!

I'm going out.

Are you falling asleep again?!

I'd better open the window, or you'll miss the bus!

I don't care about the Abbey of Casamari!

It's just an excuse to meet...

This is how I started to open up, to talk to people...

- Hi, Frankie! - Hi!

This is how I started to open up, to talk to people,

thanks to lots of these occasions to meet up.

What do you think?

I'm still half-asleep, Frankie!

I'm really...

Why didn't you invite Marta?

- Where, here? - Why not?

Frankie! I don't know her...

The first time I go out with a woman where do we go?

On a bus trip to the Abbey!

It's full of old people here! Nobody is...

That's not true! There are young people too!

This way, careful... careful.

And it's great to talk!

Saint Francis talked to birds!

Frankie, please!

Again with this story of Saint Francis talking to birds!

I can't stand listening to the same old story...

Is that all he did? Talk to birds!?

Was he always whispering in the ears of those poor animals?

They just wanted to be left in peace,

but they had to listen at Saint Francis babbling on all the time!

Come on!

I think those birds must have been fed up of Saint Francis!

As soon as they saw him, they said: "Saint Francis is coming!"

When they saw him...

"Saint Francis!"

They all escaped into the trees...

I think that it was Saint Francis' fault that the birds started migrating!

They couldn't stand him anymore!

- Come on! Let's go... - No, Frankie...

I'm not coming. - Why not?! Come on!

No, I'm still asleep! - Don't do this...

- No, Frankie, listen to me... - It'll be a great experience!

No, first of all, I'm half-asleep! I'd drop off on the bus!

Second thing... I don't want to!

Take this!

You share it with the others, OK?

There's some bread with sausages, mineral water and cake!

The cake is good!

Tell him to give you a piece of cake! He's American!

Otherwise he'll eat it all himself!

See you!

- 'Morning. - Good morning...

Erm... doesn't my aunt live here?

When?

Up till this morning, she was...

I remember because she gave me the cake...

Is Mrs Tortora your aunt?

Yes, Mrs Tortora!

I'm Professor Fabio Capecchi...

Come in!

Your aunt will be back soon.

You come here, to your aunt's house,

but you find me!

You're wondering who this man is in the house dressed like this?

Who could I be?

I mean...

not... a thief!

Of course not!

No, I said no...

A thief wouldn't be dressed...

Young man! The situation is very clear...

Yes... I mean...

But don't be fooled by first impressions!

As for me: I am a well-known professor of Italian.

As for your aunt: she is a very worthy person!

Yes...

Yes, I know!

You might think that it's not good that your aunt has a partner...

A lover! Whatever!

In truth, your aunt is still a married woman...

and we are not so young!

And at our age, you might think it's shameful.

But...

Have you ever read Cooper?

Do you know what he says?

Cooper...

said many things...

Not just one thing...

The birth of love is a subversion

of any kind of social order in our life!

That's what Cooper said!

And this is what happened to us!

Gaetano! Didn't you go...

You met him!?

No, please, don't think badly!

- Aunt, I don't think anything. - I must explain everything...

- There's nothing... - No! Come with me!

I must explain No, you mustn't think badly...

My husband... my husband!

What was I to do?!

I waited, Gaetano, I waited!

I suffered loneliness for too long!

Too much loneliness, too much!

Don't take on so!

Aunt, don't worry...

Calm down...

Fabio is such a good person!

You met him, didn't you?

He's... really a nice person!

He's so caring.

You shouldn't go away, Gaetano! Don't leave me because of Fabio!

You must stay with me, you understand!

Aunt, don't shout, please!

There are people around...

I mean... I'm not going because of Fabio.

I am going because it's right that you live together...

With the professor... live your life!

Aunt, don't get upset, please!

Thanks! Thanks for understanding!

You are a modern man! Not like your father...

He always chased my boyfriends away!

When he saw me with somebody:

"You stay away from my sister!"

"Go away!"

"If I see you with her again, I'll smash your face."

- Don't yell, auntie, please! - And my mother, my sister-in-law...

"See? She has another boyfriend, she's a whore!"

"What? At her age! Shame on her?"

Why? Does love ever get old?

Why? Am I old, Gaetano?

No, auntie!

I am not saying that... You can...

Even Cooper said that...

I mean, stop it, please...

Auntie!

I mean... calm down.

I'm happy, Gaetano!

I don't care!

Yes, that's good!

Auntie!

Thanks!

Thank you very much!

And he quotes Cooper...

Who's Cooper?

My aunt really showed me up in that cafe, you should have seen...

I need time to fix things.

Decide if I should leave or...

OK.

Anyway...

these are the keys.

This is for the door

and this is for the gate. Can you make a copy?

And if you want to stay a while,

you have nowhere to go...

It's no problem, OK?

No, I have nowhere to go!

I only know my aunt and you here!

This is fine...

I would stay a long time,

but I don't want to bother you, I don't want to be a problem!

No, no problem!

I mean, if you like it here...

If you could accept the Word

and talk to people,

you could come with me to some houses

and spread the Word!

I don't think I'll stay long!

Come on!

I don't know what to say,

I am going, but I don't know...

- Come on, let's go! - But you talk!

I am not saying anything! - OK, don't worry.

I'm not worried!

I don't understand!

What's the point of selling Jesus Christ door-to-door

as if he were an encyclopaedia?

What if they chase us away?

- That can happen! - Ah! You see!

Don't worry! They are my friends.

I've been here before, they like us.

Let's go!

Damn it, damn it...

Robertino, look who's here!

Come in, Frankie.

Hello!

This is Gaetano.

Are you happy to see Frankie?

Is Gaetano American?

He's from Naples.

Ah, an immigrant?

No, I'm not. I had a job, in Naples,

I mean, I worked...

I left just to travel, to see things!

Then I met Frankie, and here I am!

I'll get you a nice warm cup of tea!

Frankie, would you help me? - Of course. Let's go.

No! Robertino, you stay here!

You stay with Gaetano.

How long have you been with Frankie?

What?

Have you been staying with Frankie long?

Sorry, I can't understand you.

Have you been staying with Frankie long?

He said: "Have you been staying with Frankie long?"

I understood: "Have you been saying that Frankie is wrong?"

He talks a bit...

Here's the tea!

And Frankie...

Look, Frankie, all negative!

Ah, very good!

I am really happy!

They found some glucose in my blood!

When you get old...

Come on, you're not old!

I'm not that young, you know?

But I am happy, because nowadays young people are never happy.

They want everything and they want it now.

Who's the father of haste?

Who creates haste? - The devil!

Right. The devil!

Young people's ruin began with... - With the hippies...

The hippies!

The mini...

The miniskirt.

The gramophone...

Not the gramophone.

Maybe a bit with the gramophone!

Yes, and because of all these things people have reached the point where

they have sex on the street!

But having sex is not a bad thing!

The problem arises when you don't do it judiciously!

I do it, so does Gaetano... we make love!

But judiciously...

We know there are limits!

With limitations it's OK!

But are young people able to accept limitations?

- I think so. - I don't!

I trust young people, Mrs Ida!

Listen...

How do you understand when there is a limit?

The limit of...

Well...

first of all...

you start from human resistance.

I mean... first of all never more than five.

When you do those things...

Make love...

Never more than five, I mean...

Did you graduate from high school?

- Yes. - Then never more than four.

Never more than four.

But you must measure the intensity!

I mean... you don't do just four...

then with the intensity it can become five.

if it's four, you must make sure that it doesn't become two!

You know what I mean?

For example, maybe it happens once

and you do it so intensely that it's as if it were two.

So, what happens?

If, that time, you made two out of one, you just wasted one, got it?

I mean, you lost it... then, in that case, never more than three!

Because... it is very difficult!

Maybe a little bit...

And it depends on who's doing it!

If you do it with the right feeling

and give yourself a limit,

then you realize if once has become twice!

Obvious, right?

You realize because of the way you did it...

Is it clear? - Yes!

Good, Roberto!

Roberto...

Roberto...

There are no rules! Roberto!

There's no graduate's diploma.

You must go out, save yourself, Roberto!

You're locked up inside this museum, believe me.

Roberto, listen to me!

You must get out!

You must run away, hit the road, meet some women,

go and steal, do whatever you feel. - But mummy...

Mummy will drive you crazy!

She will drive you crazy, Roberto!

Mummy says I have complexes.

Good for you! What complexes?

You have an orchestra in your mind, Roberto!

Roberto, do something! - Mummy!

Wait... No mummy!

I am doing this for your sake. I don't care if you go crazy or not.

I really don't care!

- Mummy! - Roberto.

- Mummy! - Roberto.

Roberto! - Mummy!

Fuck you and your mummy!

Come here...

Damn it!

Come...

What would it cost you to come here?

You're just an object!

You can't say: "If I move, I'll change."

No!

You're just an object here or there!

Move on and come here. Why can't you do that?

You would solve all the problems in my life!

Come on, come here!

Come!

Damn!

There was a step...

Listen, Gaetano,

I'm happy that you care for me...

I'm happy that you are happy when you're with me,

but I would it like if everything were more spontaneous and normal!

I mean, you shouldn't behave like you have to win me over.

No!

What did I do?

I mean... is something wrong? - No.

No, you did nothing wrong!

Or maybe you did do something!

Gaetano, do you like me? - No!

Well, then I got it wrong!

I mean, I like you,

but without... I mean...

I like you, so-so...

like...

a sister...

Well, then!

Hi, Frankie!

Excuse me, Frankie, where's the key?

I don't know!

Strange, it has always been there!

- I don't know. - I got your "I don't know."

It's just that I can't...

I get a block when I'm...

Even in public lavatories, I can never...

I'm always afraid somebody will come in and I can't go!

But it's only you and me,

and I know that you are inside.

That's true!

Excuse me, Frankie, what time is it?

I don't know!

Frankie, I know it's about what happened today!

Sure!

Sure. It wasn't a question. I got it!

Maybe I insisted too much on you coming with me

and I made a mistake!

I certainly made a mistake!

But you had no right to make fun of those nice people!

Mrs Ida is out of her mind because of what happened!

Yes, Mrs Ida!

Frankie, you saw the way she treats him.

So what, do you think you helped him?

And what if you were in his place?

If it were for my father, I would be like him!

Sure!

But fortunately I realized. And now I'm safe!

Right, because sons need to be kept safe from their fathers!

Right! But... for my father...

I mean... for my father I've always been stupid!

Whatever I did, he didn't like it!

Whatever I did, there was always somebody that did it better,

everyone else's son was always better than me!

I remember there was a child

that lived just nearby...

His name was Angelo!

I will never forget him, Angelo!

He ruined my life, that child!

How old was he? Seven or eight.

Damn him!

He knew the multiplication tables by heart!

He knew all the capital cities of the world!

He could do addition, subtraction, multiplication, division

and he even played piano.

Disgusting!

That was not a child! He was a monster!

I mean, thinking of all the people that live in Naples,

I had to have a monster like that living right next door to me!

And his parents!

If you have a monster child...

bring him to other monsters!

Don't bring him round to mine just to ruin my life!

And when you grew up?

When I grew up, you can see..

I can't pee in public toilets...

I can't face situations...

I'm always getting embarrassed...

With Marta? Things working?

Well, on and off...

Like a TV!

But how is the relationship going?

It's going! I can't tell!

- Good night. - Good night.

Hello?

Yes? Who's speaking? He's right here.

It's for you.

For me?

Hello.

Lello, who?

Lello!

Where are you?

Don't be silly. Lello, you are in Naples!

I can hear you're calling long-distance!

We agreed that if you came to Florence you'd tell me.

Come on, you're in Naples! Don't be silly!

Listen, don't make me come out to find this is all bull!

No, 5 minutes... 10.

5 or 10 minutes, I'm close by!

Then I picked up the telephone and started to dial!

And I hear: "Hello, Hello."

I thought: "Does Gaetano speak English?"

But...

Listen...

Where can I sleep tonight?

Raffaele, I don't know!

We agreed you'd call me!

You should have called

and I would have told you that I wasn't at my aunt's...

I would have explained everything!

Did I call you ten days ago?!

Ten days ago!

It's not as if you called yesterday, you know!

But even if you had called me one day in advance

and I'd told you: "It's fine. Come!"

Then, for example, I got kidnapped!

Is it my fault if you come and I'm not there?

So you think that if I call and I'm on my way,

I should get off the train at every station

and confirm that everything's OK?

"I'm on my way, has Gaetano been kidnapped?"

In any case, I'm the one that doesn't have a place to sleep!

Is it my fault?

Is it my fault?

- Is it my fault? - No, it's my fault!

I should have got off the train to call!

Come on, Raffaele, stop it!

And I need to find a hotel, a B&B...

Who knows how much it'll cost?!

It was a dumb idea to come here!

Raffaele, don't worry! I know a B&B.

We can ask how much it costs.

Sure, OK!

Raffaele, listen...

What about that thing...

"He who leaves knows what he's running from

but doesn't know what he's looking for!"

You made that up, right?

You showed me up, you did!

Raffaele, my God, let's go there!

Listen! Is it far?

Not at all! We go this way... 800 metres and we are there.

Where is the bus stop?

- Which bus stop? - The bus stop to the B&B.

Raffaele, this is not Naples!

It's just around the corner!

No, where are you going?!

My legs are weak!

I can't walk anymore!

- Raffaele! It's really close! - No!

There's a bike there! You can ride it!

Take the bike and go! - You take me with the bike!

Don't be silly! I prefer to walk!

You and your bike! - Take this! Hold it a second.

No, Raffaele, please I can't do it!

- Can't you be nice? - I can't even cycle alone!

I'll make myself light!

Wait a moment, I'll make myself light!

I'll make myself light! - I can't ride that well!

Go, go, go! I don't weigh much!

- No! That way! This way! Be light! - How can I be light!?

Then why say: "I'll make myself light"?

Go, go...

Be light!

Like hell you're light!

- Did you find it? - Found it!?

7000 liras!

A room. 7000 liras!

Be patient!

Just tell me...

how much were you expecting to pay?

I didn't want to spend anything.

My God, again!

Because when a friend calls you

and says: "Come to Florence, don't worry, I'll take care of everything!"

Then you realise that 7000 liras is a lot of money!

Raffaele, I don't understand!

Are you gonna say the same thing at each B&B we go to?

So what, is it forbidden?

Of course not! It's the fourth time you've complained!

Of course!

If every B&B we go to is expensive...

You're too difficult!

That room is too big, that room is too small!

That costs 7000 liras, that one costs 12000...

It goes on and on!

I am too difficult!

Take me to another B&B!

- Like I'm a taxi driver! - Take me to another B&B!

Light!

I can't feel my legs anymore!

I'll get light!

Listen...

Why don't we go to that B&B close by?

Are you in a hurry?

Do you have a date?

Just so that I know!

But do you have a date?

Just so you know, Raffaele... It's the fourth time you've asked.

Yes, but you don't answer!

You and your little secrets!

My secrets!

I have got a date, right?

With who?

Why do you want to know?

Look, you're going to tell me, so just do it!

I'm not going to tell you, Raffaele!

You've been buzzing in my ears: "Where are you going, where?"

I'm the one that keeps secrets!

Are you going to tell me or not?

With a woman, alright?

A woman?!

A woman?!

A woman?!

A woman!

A normal woman,

I mean...

normal!

Are you happy?

Yes, but what if I can't find a B&B?

You call me at Frankie's, we'll see what we can do, OK?

Please, Raffaele, I have to go...

Wait, leave me the bike!

- Raffaele, you can't ride it! - Maybe somebody will ride it for me!

I can make myself light!

What do you mean somebody... OK, keep the bike!

I feel a bit anxious!

Oh God!

Gaetano!

Gaetano, somebody called from the hospital,

your friend Lello had an accident!

What? An accident?

I didn't quite understand...

Nothing serious, though.

An accident on the bike!

He's such an idiot!

Should I go to the hospital? - I don't know.

Damn it, what am I going to do about my date?

Doctor, a visitor for Mr Sodano.

He wants to talk to you.

- Are you Mr Sodano's friend? - Yes.

He's just slightly in shock!

Deriving from fear more than the fall.

These cases are almost always like that!

We've examined him carefully

because he looks very "plethoric"!

"Plethoric"?

I mean...

He's a nice guy!

I can assure you!

I mean a nice guy, he is so...

He's so young! So, sometimes....

I mean...

He starts being "plethoric"!

- Are you from Naples? - Yes!

Immigrant?

Yes!

Then... I understand.

Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Lello...

Lello...

Lello!

I am Remigio!

There you are! Damn, I was looking for you.

I came in, asking at all the beds!

Yes, I saw you!

Well, why didn't you call me?! I bothered those people!

What happened?

I fell off the bike!

- You fool! - My head is spinning.

- It's nothing. - Right, nothing!

I talked to the doctor.

He said: "A slight shock!"

A shock is a shock!

Yes, but if it's only a shock then you can say...

I thought: "It may be big, it may be small." Understand?

But he specified: "It's a slight shock!"

How much is "slight"? It's nothing!

Yes, but I can't even lift my head!

Don't worry! Listen, Lello, it's late.

Everybody is asleep.

I'll be off. See you tomorrow.

Try to relax.

Can you give me some water?

I've something in my throat.

Thanks.

OK?

Yes!

I'm off. Don't worry, OK?

He said it: "It's nothing..." - He doesn't know!

He knows! He's a specialist!

He speaks German!

German?

He's German. He speaks German.

He says: "Do not worry," with all those German "rs"!

I think he is...

You know...

Talking about the doctor...

What do you think about him?

Why?

He's fine,

but I think he's too...

I mean...

- He was nice to me! - Was he?

All right then!

- Why do you ask? - Nothing! I mean...

I just think he's too...

Always with that really German 'r'...

You know? - Did he take something out of his pocket?

No! That's his finger!

His stiff finger, like that! - As long as it is just the finger...

I know, but he always keeps it... That piece of German finger.

Don't scare me! I have to stay here all night!

- No, it's just his finger! - Why mention it then?

No, really, he always keeps it...

But he wasn't being threatening...

It's just a finger... German or Italian!

It's the same!

I'm leaving now, OK?

See you tomorrow. I still have that date.

I ran here!

Wait a bit, give me some more water, please!

It's not going away...

Did it?

I think so.

Listen,

the important thing is...

I was a little scared...

But this German guy told me...

He has that finger, but he's really comforting!

OK?

In any case, tonight you have a bed!

You saved 7000 liras!

- My head is still spinning! - Calm down, don't worry!

See you tomorrow. - Yes.

Some more water, please!

More water. - What do you have?

This thing in my throat won't go away!

- Gone? - I think so!

I ran here...

Frankie told me. He said to go.....

- You're right. - Don't worry.

It's a little shock.

He's German, but his finger...

Everything will be fine, OK? - Don't worry...

Be good! Don't scare me!

I'm going now.

The bottle is here in case you need it.

Bye!

Do you want a glass of bubbly?

Let's celebrate!

Did you want make a toast?

No, I just wanted...

You wanted to toast! Admit it!

No, I always do that before...

If I wanted to toast...

Where are you going now?

I need the toilet!

Listen, Gaetano,

I think your shyness...

is something you hide behind.

You are always...

too worried about yourself,

about what you do, what you say.

You think that everybody's always looking at you!

Spying on you, checking on you!

And this is an obstacle for you.

But that's arrogance, not shyness!

How can you think that people have nothing better to do

than worrying about what you do?

This is the way I am, I'm weird!

Don't you need to pee?

When there's somebody around, I can't...

Why didn't you say so?

I'll close the door!

But talk to me. Talk!

Talk!

When? Now?

No.

What time is it?

Two o'clock!

Damn! It's late!

For what?

What?

Late for what... to sleep?

No...

Are you sleepy?

No, it's late because...

2:00 am has always been late to me!

I remember...

when I was home with friends, lots of us together,

at some point we'd say: "What time is it?"

"It's 2:00 am!" Wow! It's late!

I mean... 2:00 am is always late!

Do you want to sleep here?

I mean, you know...

It's late...

Which side do you sleep on?

It's all the same to me!

Then sleep here.

- Can I sleep here? - Sure.

I'm closer to the door, you know.?

I'm more...

I'm going to the bathroom.

You don't have enough self-confidence.

Come on, silly,

I know you're not asleep.

But, before,

I was sleeping, I swear!

Hey, we need more wine!

Raffaele!

Raffaele!

Come here a moment!

I'm eating!

The bottle is falling, for Chrissakes!

Thanks, Gianna!

The bottle was falling... Why didn't you help?

- You took your time! I'm eating! - Yes, but you want your wine.

- You took ages! - I swear I'll punch you!

Finally, you've got some wine too!

Are you from Naples?

Yes, but I'm not an immigrant.

As if people from Naples aren't allowed to travel!

As if they just emigrate!

Can't we just travel?

People from Naples travel, it's normal!

Gaetano, I was thinking...

I could sleep at Frankie's.

What do you mean you could sleep at Frankie's?

I could sleep at Frankie's!

Listen:

do you have a bed at Frankie's?

Yes, I do.

So, as you have a bed, we could do this:

I lay on the top, you lay on the bottom,

and we'll fit in together!

Frankie's bed is so small:

we won't both fit in it.

That's easy!

I can roll up small! - Really?

Like you make yourself light on the bike?

What do you mean, didn't I become lighter?

Raffaele, please, sit down!

We'll talk about it later, go away!

Listen,

I am spending a lot of money, you understand?

What money?

Can't you see you're getting oil on me?!

Sit down!

We'll talk about it later! Damn!

I don't understand...

They have a tractor that doesn't work!

It's unbelievable...

Hey, Gaetano.

Still doing the same thing?

Why keep on at it?

And if you manage to move it, what good will it do?

"What good will it do?"

Everything will be resolved!

People from the TV will come...

Everybody'll say: "You are the one that can move objects?"

If they want me to show them, they'll have to pay.

As if they'd pay you!

Why not?

It would be of great importance.

Scientists would flock here!

All the important people would say:

"We want to study your case, you can move..."

If they want me, they'll have to pay.

It will become a job,

because it might involve the government...

I mean the government should create a job like this, having powers,

moving objects, reading the mind... all these weird things.

The jobs should all go to people from the south.

Everybody moving objects, having powers...

Like the jobs created for industry...

Why don't they give us these powers?

But the government will never do that. They'd keep those powers for themselves!

OK, but give us some industry! Anything to make money!

Nowadays, industry is powerless, what can you do?

Nothing! It would be a satisfaction!

Just to say: "I had industry, I had something too!"

Just to feel fulfilled!

Come here, damn you!

Why don't you come here?!

Marta,

if I looked like this,

would you love me anyway?

Yes.

And you, if I looked like this?

Like what?

Like this!

You do look like that!

You are like that!

You are ugly!

If we make a baby you like that and me like this,

he would be a monster!

No, no. If we have a baby he has to be beautiful!

I like the idea.

How should we make him?

The eyes. Your eyes or mine?

Mine!

Yes, they are nicer.

Alright.

The nose? - The nose...

My nose. Yours is too big!

Yes, I have this thing...

My son that... - Wait, be serious.

The mouth?

The mouth can be...

- No, it's mine! - Then I'm ugly!

Nothing I have is any good! Only the ears!

Your lips are too thin!

My mother says that people with thin lips are mean!

That's nonsense!

I've heard that thing about thin lips loads of times!

I knew somebody with a huge mouth.

He killed his father, mother, grandma!

If they hadn't stopped him, it would've been a massacre!

A huge mouth...

You know what's really important? Really, if we have a baby...

Wait up!

- Who is it? - Hi, it's Lello!

Hi. Are you coming up?

- Can I talk to Gaetano? - Do you want to come up?

Yes, I will. But can I talk to Gaetano first?

OK, hold on.

- It's Lello. - Is he coming up?

No. He wants to talk to you.

Lello has thin lips!

Lello.

Lello.

Lello.

Lello.

Gaetano.

- Lello. - Gaetano.

He's behind the door!

What are you doing? Marta said you were waiting...

I was downstairs, but I thought: "I'll go up."

You always do strange things!

I had to come up so I did!

Either you say you'll wait, or you say you'll come up!

You can't do both things at once: you ask to talk to me on the entry phone

then you decide to come up!

Great place!

You've done nicely for yourself!

Ashtray,

records,

telephone.

Hello...

Hello... hello...

Raffaele, shut up, can't you see it's fake?

It's not connected.

Hello!

What's the point of having a disconnected telephone?

It's a decoration!

- Doesn't it work? - No, it doesn't, it's a decoration!

- And the radio? Does it work? - No. It doesn't work either!

Please, Raffaele, don't touch anything!

It's breakable!

It doesn't work and it does... - Does it or not?!

It's a decoration!

The radio doesn't work, nor does the phone.

They're just decorations. Why must you touch everything?

Why don't you put something in these bottles?

They're all empty! - All empty!

- You could put some water in them. - Don't touch anything!

She's in the bathroom... she'll see you touch everything!

They're decorations. She comes out and you're...

Damn it!

I'm not doing anything, just looking!

- You're early this morning! - So what?

- It's nine and you're already here! - I went for a walk.

You went for a walk?!

And where did you end up? Here!

At our door! - No, I came on purpose!

On purpose! I thought you were passing by!

On purpose!

But, I was sleeping.

- Sleeping? At nine... - Stop touching, you're like an octopus!

Your hands are everywhere. - That's not true.

Don't touch, please. If she comes out... please!

It's not my fault if I get up early!

The lady knocked on my door at 6.30:

"Are you keeping the room or not?"

I said: "No! I'm going, I'll take my bag too."

I thought: "Maybe I'll find a place..."

Or you could find it. I would save me 7000 liras..

Me, find a place for you?!

7000 liras!

I'm in Florence, a guest here and I should find a place for you?

- If you can't find it, who can? - I'm a guest, I can't!

Damn! That's true! I thought it was a decoration!

And this too? - I come here, who knows how...

Your problem is that you're a difficult guy.

You are difficult!

Otherwise Marta might have a place...

She has a spare bed.

There's the chance of a bed?

I mean, where she works, there's a bed available.

Something like... - Don't worry then! All right.

For me anything will do. Don't worry!

Where does Marta work?

A place nearby, she works...

What's her job?

I told you, a place nearby!

A place where you can sleep... Close by!

OK, I got it.

But what is it, a factory?

- No, no, no... - Is it an office?

- Not really, it's a place... - A factory...

It's place where she goes,

I mean, where she does her job...

I mean, as if she were...

She goes there... - Right.

- She works there... - Yes.

It's really close!

- And then? - Raffaele, stop standing so close!

There's so much space, and you walk just behind me?

You're stuck to me, it makes me uncomfortable!

Can't you put this down! Put it somewhere...

You're walking around with that thing in your arms!

You are inside the house. We're not in some casbah!

Nobody will steal it, put it there!

I just don't want to forget it, you understand?!

OK, you are so difficult! I knew it!

I told you it's a place nearby!

But you want to know...

You keep on saying: 'nearby!', but what's her job?

I am telling you! You pretend you don't understand!

You didn't say!

I am telling you she goes there and she is a kind of nurse.

Then it's a hospital?

A clinic?

- It might be. - Is it or not?

This place, Raffaele...

where normal people go, that's the first thing...

Normal people!

Normal. Normal people!

Just bear it in mind for the future, when you see...

Normal people... go there and then...

You get it?

They're normal people that sometimes...

But they're normal!

Don't think... if one of them talks to you... just ignore them!

Sometimes...

I mean, like you! Are you normal?

But it happens to people sometimes!

What is it? Gaetano, what is it?

Normal but... you understand?!

It's not... - What do they do?

- Sometimes, Raffaele, you get it?! - What?! Do they dance! What?

Normal people, that sometimes...

You get it?!

What is it, an asylum?

- Not really... - Get away!

And for 7000 liras I should go and sleep with "normal" people!

"Michele has been cheated on, forgotten.

"Michele couldn't understand and forced me to lie,

"Michele was to me somebody who was distant.

"He was somebody that I loved and I was loved by,

"but he wanted to possess me with the blindness of a child."

Stay there... You go on, I'll get the door!

Hi, sorry...

Hi!

- Well? - Finished.

- Who's this? - I'll sit there.

I knew you'd be here. No more TV!

No, wait, what are you doing?!

Do you think God is going to appear?

God?! I was watching channel 2!

Let us continue, OK?!

Or shall we finish up tomorrow at your place?

No, no. Go on. Let's finish the chapter.

"He wanted to possess me with the blindness of a child.

"I was to be the victim of his jealousy,

"of the damned facts that,

"as he said, reveal the truth.

"Better to lie and not let him know.

"I was making love, but not to him.

"That is what I was thinking,

"while Vanni wasted his sweetness on my body,

"embittered by my mind, miles away!

"Vanni was young, he was younger than me

"with a tenderness not yet hardened by life's failures!

"I wanted to make love to him so much

"as he was so sweet and child-like.

"Maybe I was looking for a son, not a lover!"

So! What do you think?

I think this part is exaggerated. - No, no. I like it.

Go on. - Yes, it's nice! I like it too!

I like it because...

I mean, it's all made up!

This fantasy that people can

invent things... from nothing! I mean, it's not true, is it?

Because, you know... it's not true.

But the imagination exists...

I like this power of fantasy!

"We looked for a place to make love,

"yearning to be together on a bench, at the bus stop,

"and now that we found it, I was thinking to something else.

"Maybe Vanni noticed it

"and slowly, without asking,

"he lay down next to me.

"I don't know what set me off,

"but I hugged him tight, so tight!"

In my opinion,

writers are all liars!

You say it's all fantasy but they make nothing up!

It's all true!

What about Dante?

Didn't he really know Beatrice?!

And Leopardi?

He really knew Silvia!

So!

It's all true!

Leopardi knew Silvia?

Shut up! That's nonsense!

So, you think that poets, writers...

Who cares what you think!

I mean... do you guys really care?

You always interrupt!

You always ruin everything!

You've always got something to say!

It's just fantasy!

Why do people start writing, then?

To tell others the things that happen to them!

Again! You insist...

Damn!

That guy was right to say that you're stupid!

What? Who said I'm stupid?

That guy... Marco!

- Marco, did you say I'm stupid? - Not at all!

What?

Didn't you say that Lello is stupid?

Come on!

I heard... No, you didn't say that he is stupid!

You said something like...

I heard': "I've met some stupid guys, but none as stupid as Lello!"

Anyway, that movie was terrible!

It really scared me!

But, if they tortured you, like in the movie,

would you talk?

Please!

I wouldn't need to be tortured!

All they'd have to do is say to me:

"If you don't talk, maybe we'll torture you."

I'd immediately talk, write or draw a picture if they didn't understand!

So you're worse than Judas?

Not at all! But I can't stand physical pain!

It's something...

What has Judas got to do with it?

Everybody says: "Judas, the traitor!"

But you should learn the facts first.

Maybe Judas had a reason to do what he did? Right?

No. It was for money!

For money! Isn't that's a good reason?

If he was rich, all that mess wouldn't have happened.

That story...

the murder, the betrayal, forget it!

If I don't know people, I don't like to judge them!

You know!

Just think... if you need 30 coins...

How much could it be, maybe two, three hundred thousand liras, four hundred?

That might have solved his problems!

Maybe he goes home and his wife says:

"Judas, you've got to get a job!

"The landlord!

"The electricity bills, the water, the telephone!

"We need money, we need money!"

He got those 30 coins and thought:

"I'll solve my problems!" That's just an example!

OK! Why don't you tell that to Marta?

She might write a novel!

When she comes back, I will tell her...

Are you sleeping?

No.

I knew it!

I knew you would say: "I knew it!"

What if I was really sleeping?

My eyes were closed, my breathing was regular...

Yes! Too regular!

My sleep is regular!

If you sleep regular, your breathing is regular too!

Is the book finished or not?

No! I have writer's block!

Three days wasted at Silvia's!

The book is still at the same point.

I'm afraid I don't like it anymore!

It gives me nausea!

And what have you been doing?

Nothing. I took Lello to the station.

Has he left?

Left?

He sped away!

He ran to Naples!

His room increased from 7000 liras to 8000...

He was at the point of committing suicide!

You should have seen him!

He really did run to Naples!

Then, yesterday, I slept at Jeanne's.

Did you have fun?

Not exactly!

I mean, we went for dinner...

We went to the movies,

then we went to dinner,

then we went home,

we talked...

We watched TV.

Then, nothing...

"Goodnight... Goodnight!"

And we fell asleep!

What did you talk about?

Nothing....

We talked all the time

about you.

- About me? - Yes! About you!

Well, if you just talked...

And about me...

Then I am happy!

Maybe, considering everything we said about being jealous,

I shouldn't be, but I am happy!

You know, when you told me that you slept at Jeanne's,

I felt something

like...

slight... jealousy,

and that worried me!

I thought:

"Now he'll tell me they had sex

"and what will I say?"

I can't think what my reaction might have been,

and this...

It bothers me!

And you?

Me what?

Have you...

Has it ever happened to you...

since we've been together...

that,

for example...

Have you...

had sex with somebody else?

Yes!

Why don't you say anything?

No reason!

What should I say?

- Are you jealous? - No!

Of course not!

We've talked a lot about jealousy!

I'm going to the bathroom!

What's up?

So she's been with someone else.

So what? I mean...

"Have you had sex?"

"Yes!"

What I can't stand is...

this thing...

inside!

Boom, it burst inside of me!

The way she said: "Yes."

"Have you had sex with somebody?"

"Yes." Boom...

It'll go away!

People are free! What can you do about it?

You started a relationship...

and chains!

Chains!

She meets somebody and she has sex!

I meet somebody and have sex!

Then, if she asks me:

"Have you had sex...?"

"Yes!"

So, boom, it will explode inside of her too!

She's free!

I will meet somebody, if I ever meet anybody else...

If I meet somebody else!

If I meet somebody else!

Where I can meet somebody else?

I meet somebody and,

"Did you have sex?" "Yes!" Boom!

Disgusting!

Just tell me: "I don't know..."

"Yes".

Boom!

I will not show my feelings,

I'll just go in and say: "Goodnight."

I won't say anything, OK?

Just listen to me for once! Nothing happened!

Marta, what's the name of that guy who invented penicillin?

- Fleming. - Fleming! Damn it!

I was in the bathroom thinking:

"What's his name?"

I couldn't remember.

I had the "f" on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't remember Fleming.

Damn it!

I hate it when I can't remember names!

Goodnight!

- Goodnight! - Fleming, Fleming!

It's strange!

It almost bothers me that you're not jealous!

It's silly!

We talk about certain things, then...

How is it possible that you don't care at all?

If I were you, I would be dying to know more.

Aren't you curious at all?

Yes. Sure!

I am curious, but I am really tired now!

Thinking about that Fleming gave me a headache.

I got a headache! We'll talk about it later!

Tomorrow is better!

Goodnight!

Goodnight!

What's up, Gaetano?

- Nothing! - You are angry!

- Why should I be angry? - That means you are angry.

Why should I be angry?

Don't go!

And what about the wedding? My father wants me there!

You said you could leave on Thursday!

I called this morning and he said they are already getting things ready.

I'd better go now...

Gaetano, if it's because of what happened last night, let's talk!

Nobody says you can't be jealous!

I'm jealous too, it's just...

you can't let it get to you!

"Can't let it get to you"?

Yes, but for women it's easier!

Women are used to it.

You always act like this!

It's your way!

Us poor men,

we were always taught...

about honour...

About honour and being cuckold!

All these things. So... how can you ignore them?!

So how can I? These things bother me, I keep thinking...

I mean, for women it's easier!

Then you didn't understand a thing!

Since we've been together, I've been talking to myself!

Not at all! It's my problem!

I'm trying to explain that I can't get certain ideas out of my mind.

I think, women are more...

Women? Women are what?

Calm down! I just said: "Women are more..."

And you already get angry!

What if I said: "Women are less!"?

Would you eat me?

I'm trying to explain! I don't know...

Don't be silly!

Don't create problems!

Come on! Let's not fall into these mechanisms!

We don't care about what other people do!

When you have love, you have everything!

That's what they say about health!

This is a gift for the bride!

Nice party!

What a great restaurant! So many people!

The tenant's daughter got married here too!

You can bet they paid through their teeth for this!

Nice party, right Gaetano?

- Yes, very nice! - Things are going well for you!

We know...

We know what happens!

Isn't that true, Don Gino?

The sinners on earth will be punished!

In Heaven there's somebody who will take care of that!

Somebody specially appointed!

Isn't that true, Don Gino?

And I am sure that the poor man has other things to do:

punish this, punish that, and sometimes he makes mistakes!

Then he goes up and says:

"I am sorry, my mistake!"

"I was punishing somebody, Don Ugo was coming by,

"what could I do?"

And they say:

"Don't worry, we'll take care of it!"

And at that moment, the miracle pops out. Got it?!

If I had stayed in my old house, I would have got a miracle too!

How do you know you can't still get the miracle in the old house?

We're just wasting time here!

- Hey, Ugo! - I'm coming! Excuse me, Don Gino.

I know!

You think we'll drive him crazy!

No! He'll get better!

He'll get back his hand! I know!

Gaetano, I tried to explain to him there's no castigator.

And he thinks it's a punishment, but it isn't,

it's a gift!

Don Gino, don't you ever think that you exaggerate sometimes?

First you call it miracle! Now it's a gift!

That is the way it is, my son!

They reward the ones they feel are faithful!

The ones they love!

Just as death should be accepted as a divine gift!

We should offer God these small sacrifices

and be thankful

to have been chosen to receive this gift!

Just explain to me, Don Gino,

will my father go to hell

if he doesn't accept this gift?

Young people don't believe in anything nowadays!

I should pray for you, too!

No! Don't bother, Don Gino, please!

I might receive a gift too!

Don't bother!

No, wait, why?

Listen, Gaetano,

I think I'm pregnant!

Pregnant?

Wait...

there's something else.

I...

I'm not really sure it's yours!

Anyway...

I'm not looking for a father or a husband!

I just want this baby with you,

or I'll bring it up by myself!

Who is the father?

Gaetano, I don't care for him at all!

I love you!

Is it the kid in...

your novel?

The one who wasted his sweetness...

Yes!

Damn!

What I am going to say to Lello?

Damn!

He told me!

Dante knew...

I am so stupid!

How old is he?

I won't say!

Why?

Is he eight years-old?!

Seven, six... How old? - Seventeen!

Seventeen!

OK, maybe...

At seventeen can a boy already...

Was I already a man at seventeen?

I don't remember...

And what does he say?

He doesn't know!

Right,

he might have a son

and he just goes on with his life and I have to deal with his problems!

- What? - Damn, it's blood!

- Let me see! - Damn!

- Are you sure... - About what?

That you want this baby with me?

It's because you love me...

So anybody would say:

"Listen,

"I'm having a child with someone else

"but I want to be with you, because I love you, I like you!

"I'd like to have the baby with you!"

It doesn't matter whose child it is!

As long as you want it, it's no problem!

Everything will be fine.

I can't do that...

All right! It's a different culture...

But I can't say: "It doesn't matter!"

How can I be sure it's my child?

Just wait it grows up.

If it looks like an asshole, then it's yours!

Let's say this baby...

Let's say I...

What would we call it?

Well...

I haven't thought about it yet!

Massimiliano!

No! Please! Not Massimiliano!

We can call him...

I mean...

if we decide this baby

will be mine...

I thought about "Ugo".

Like your father?

Yes, but not for that reason, I don't care about those things!

But it's the name of someone who's polite.

What's wrong with Massimiliano?

Massimiliano is naughty!

I know about these things!

That's a naughty name!

If Massimiliano, for example...

Massimiliano is with his mum, and he feels like running away,

it takes his mum a long time to call him back...

He's already gone like the wind!

He won't obey, it's too long!

But if you call him: "Ugo!", and he's near his mummy,

he won't have the chance to move

before she can say his name: "Ugo".

He's back right away!

Because he catches his name!

Maybe, if you really want,

we can call him Ciro.

That's longer...

So he won't grow up too restrained!

So: "Ciro!" And he has a little space to move...

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