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There are dreams that do come true…

And then there are the dreams you don't even dare to dream…

Because you're scared they'll never come true.

For me, you're one of those dreams.

Paolo!

How many months is she pregnant?

Please wait here.

This belongs to that girl who went in.

Wait. You need to fill out a form.

-What form? -Your partner signed herself out.

Where'd you live?

I'm not from here. I came with my boyfriend.

-Where's he? -We had a fight.

-Do you want to call him? -You got his number?

I left my bag in the club I had everything in there.

You know somewhere nice?

You do know you're pregnant?

What the fuck do you want?

You should've stayed at the hospital.

-What's your name? -Mia.

I need to go.

-Sorry, I'm in here. -You making a coffee?

I don't drink coffee.

Put some music on at least.

-You got a radio? -No.

-Listen, I need to go, to work. -Chill.

My boyfriend's waiting for me, we've got rehearsals.

Great.

-Give me a lift? -To where?

Like… Asti.

No, you haven't understood. I need to go to work.

I understand! But you lost my phone, my purse. What am I meant to do?

-Me? -They were in my bag.

What's that got to do with me?

What'll it cost you? It'll take no time.

-But I don't have car, so even if… -Borrow a friend's.

You have a friend, no?

No way! That one would tell you she was a virgin to con you.

Assunta, please.

She has no money, lost her documents. She slept at my place last night.

I have to take her to her boyfriend. She's pregnant.

-And is that your fault? -No.

A bit of sisterhood.

But you have to do the delivery by 4 p.m. at the latest.

-Promise? -I promise!

Thank you.

Go.

Left.

What a bitch! She's your boss?

-Yes. -What's her name?

Assunta, and she's not a bitch.

You can understand many things from peoples' name.

-What's your name again? -Paolo.

Like I said.

What was a pregnant woman doing in there?

Did something bad happen?

When something happens to you, do you know right away if it's good or bad?

-Looks closed. -Yeah.

-What time was the rehearsal? -I don't know!

When they get here, we'll rehearse.

What do you mean? I'm leaving you here, sorry.

I have to get back to Turin.

Did you hear me?

Do you think he's shagging someone else?

No, of course not! He's about to be a father, he won't be mucking about.

-Is he the father? -No!

So who is?

Paolo, who the father is isn't that important.

Come on, give me a puff.

No.

-Why not? Paolo, you are such a loser! -No, I said no.

Bloody hell, I'm bloating like a cow.

Look at my tits, though. I never had big tits.

Are you able of talking of something else than yourself?

Let's go and check if they're back.

You remember what you did last night? You abandoned me.

-You vanished! -I vanished? Who the fuck is she?

-Who the fuck are you? -Shut it, bitch.

-You replaced me with her? -Yes.

I'm your singer and I'm the one you're fucking as well!

The one I was fucking!

You know what?

They can go and screw themselves, the pair of them.

I think they probably are already.

-Are you mad? -What the fuck are you saying?

I'm driving. I'm driving!

What am I meant to do with you? I'm not your driver!

I'll take you home now, and that's it.

-Where do you live? -Rome.

Rome?

I'll take you to the station.

Don't leave me alone.

Assunta? Hi.

Yes… No, I didn't feel well, so I stayed at home.

Yeah, the van's here outside, don't worry.

Tell them I'll be there at 9.30 and I'll do everything.

What?

No, I'm at home.

Thank you. Sorry. See you, bye.

Where are the cigarettes?

I threw them away.

You're an arse, Paolo.

Yes.

Mia!

Mia!

We're in Rome.

-I'm hungry. -You'll be home soon.

-You live on your own? -No, with two flatmates.

You get on?

-Yeah, we do. -Great.

I've got two flatmates who look after me.

And thank you, Paolo, for bringing me to Rome.

And thank you, Paolo, for bringing me to Rome.

Yeah, but more conviction.

And thank you, Paolo, for bringing me to Rome.

Perfect.

-Who is it? -Me.

-Who are you looking for? -I live here.

Ah, you're the singer?

Are Elio and Elisa in?

No, Elisa rented me the house for the month.

Of course, they're on tour.

I don't know. All I know is she wanted paid in advance, sorry.

-OK, bye. -Sorry, sorry…

What are you doing?

This is her house as well.

Her house? This is my house, I paid for it.

Sure. But maybe we could come in and discuss it.

-Calm down and get lost. -Sorry…

Calm down!

-Does that seem normal to you? -What can I do?

The girl's paid, I can't kick her out.

It's not like it's my house.

They were only putting me up.

-Good evening. -Good evening.

-Two singles, please. -We've only got doubles.

-How much would that be? -100 euros.

-For both? -No, each.

-Fine. -All right?

-Yes, yes. -Have you got some ID, please?

Don't look at me, I've got nothing.

All right. If you give me your ID card, that'll do.

Thank you.

-I'll give you some discount as well. -Thank you.

That's nice.

-Is there a bar? -Yes, just behind you there.

-For a glass of water. -You've got water in your room.

At least you can have a drink. You always look like you're mourning.

Paolo, are you asleep?

Paolo, I am hungry!

Paolo, you got some money?

Which one?

That one.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

You're a good man.

What do you think I am?

I'm not like that.

Like what?

Will I put some music on?

-What have you got? -No, you need to sleep.

TO MARIO: "I can't give you what you want, but that doesn't mean that"

-You in bed? -Yes.

Still there?

-Come on. -Help me.

Usually I'm very good at reading people in the eye.

-Yeah? -But I'm missing something with you.

And there's something there.

-You have a tragic love affair? -Of course.

-A sad childhood? -As well.

Your parents didn't love you very much.

I didn't have any, to tell the truth.

Really?

Well, my mother's kicking about somewhere.

But I don't know where, so it's as though she didn't exist.

Your turn now.

You have to tell the truth this time at least.

Who's the father?

Ettore's his name, he's in Naples.

Does he know you're pregnant?

What do you plan to do?

Turn your life upside down.

Come on, down.

-Come on, lie down. -I don't want to. I'm not tired.

-Sing me a song. -No.

-Come on! -No. Anyway, you're the singer.

Come on, I can't sleep if I don't have a song.

The sea in winter

is a concept the mind doesn't consider.

It's not very modern,

not something you yearn for.

Hotels closed,

faded advertising hoardings.

Cars trace grooves in roads

where the summer rain doesn't fall,

and I can't even

talk to myself.

She's calling you.

-Hello? -Hello.

Everything OK?

Yeah, I think so.

I don't.

I wanted to tell you about something that happened last night.

All right. I hope it was something good for you.

I don't know…

When something happens to you,

do you know right away if it's good or bad?

No, please, don't start again, Paolo, please, don't start again.

Listen, I've thought long and hard, you know how much I care for you,

but I've had enough.

This thing with Valerio is becoming serious,

we're really trying.

No, I just wanted to tell you I'd met someone,

so don't worry, I won't hassle you anymore.

Good.

I'm happy for you, at last, no?

I just hope you don't balls things up with him.

-I hope not. -Listen…

I need to go, cos I've got loads to do, but…

I'm glad you called, really.

Give me a call one of these nights,

maybe the four of us could go out.

Yeah, yeah.

-Big hug. -You smoking?

No.

Bye, Mario.

-You leaving? -Yeah.

Have a shower, we're going to Naples.

It's right that he should know, then you can decide together.

Calm down… Calm down!

Calm down!

Assunta, hi.

Yeah, I know you need the van, I know.

Yeah. The delivery.

I have to do something… important.

Yes, yes, you're right.

You're right, I understand perfectly.

I'm sorry, really.

I'm sorry. Really, I'm sorry.

What do you want to do when you grow up?

Well, I don't know about you, but actually we're already grown-up.

Come on, Paolo! You know what I mean!

You must have a dream in life!

I prefer to keep my feet on the ground.

I don't believe you're like that.

Really, when I was a kid, I wanted to be a carpenter.

Then an architect… I was evolving…

but then… this is OK!

-This is OK? -This is OK!

This is not OK!

-This is not OK, Paolo. -This is not OK?

-This is not OK at all. -This is not OK!

-This is not OK! -This is not OK!

This is not OK! This is not OK!

This is not OK! This is not OK!

Understand?

How do I look?

I just hope he's alone and she's not there…

-What, he's married? -Yeah. The wife's not the problem,

it's the kids that won't be happy about it.

Is that what he told you?

I'll be a while, you could maybe go and see Naples, no?

Hey, tell me something.

You're beautiful.

Open up!

Open the door, fuck!

What happened?

-What happened? What did he say? -Nothing, nothing.

-What's the name? -There's no point, Paolo, no point.

-He has to accept responsibility… -Ettore's dead!

He's dead?

A year ago.

A year.

I wasn't lying to you!

I really would have wanted him to be the father.

He said he wanted to marry me.

The likes of you wants to get married?

Of course I'll get married.

Who'd take someone like me?

I can't do anything, I can't even sing.

Stop crying. Stop.

Anyway, who'd marry someone like me either?

Exactly!

-Let's go for a walk. -Where?

Really beautiful. Yes, yes.

-It doesn't make me look fat? -Not at all!

Yeah, this might be the one.

Do you think Mario would like it?

Well, it's not his style.

No, it's not his style.

In fact, I think he'll tell me no, like always.

That's how he is… a bastard!

He got me pregnant, and so now I have to marry him.

He would always tell me, "Mario's a bastard", didn't you?

-Yeah, he is a bastard. -And a dickhead, you said as well?

-A real dickhead. -Say it.

An enormous dickhead, and a prick.

I always told him, it's not marriage that makes couples happy, dickhead.

Yeah, but now with the baby on the way, marriage will solve everything.

-Of course. -And you're beautiful.

Look, in that dress, no man could resist you. Could they?

Well, yeah, but Mario's a fag.

How do you know?

Did you fuck Mario?

No, no, girls, hold everything, cos this is a bombshell!

You have to have the courage to say in front of these two.

You have to say: I fucked Mario!

Say it.

Say it.

-I fucked Mario. -I didn't hear that. Did you? No!

-I fucked Mario! -Say it! Say it loud!

-I fucked Mario! Say it! -I fucked Mario!

-I fucked Mario! -I fucked Mario!

I fucked Mario! I fucked Mario!

-You fucked Mario? -I, I fucked Mario! Yes!

Perfect!

The dress?

I've found someone, I'm going for a shag.

What happened?

Nothing. I didn't feel like it.

What are you doing?

How long were you together?

A while.

How long?

Eight years.

What happened?

He wanted something more.

He wanted a home, a family…

Children…

Well, that's normal.

No, it's not normal.

You can't want everything, it's selfish.

There are limits. You can't pretend there aren't.

Do you want a child or not?

We'll make the delivery today.

Gosh! Looks like a prison, not an orphanage.

Paolo! You are sure?

Yes, I'm already screwed.

We don't know who this benefactor might be.

I was just asked to deliver it.

But we needed it, we really did.

We've had this cooker for more than 30 years.

-It would have stories to tell. -I bet.

This way.

I'll do it, thank you.

Oh, my goodness! You're all grown up.

What was your name?

Hi.

What's your name?

You want to tell me something?

Are you married?

You never speak, eh?

When you were a child, you were silent for years.

You drove us to despair.

Come on, let me go now.

Come on, let me go!

When will you find someone…

To look after you?

Don't you remember anything about your mother?

Her back, when she left.

But I think that's my imagination, I was too young.

I was taken there as soon as I was born.

I was supposed to be adopted,

twice it almost happened, then…

Nothing.

It's insane.

These people appear, they tell you to call them Mum and Dad.

And then you never see them again.

Then I turned 18. And I left on my own.

You never looked for her?

-No. -No?

No.

Let's head South.

-What is there South? -Nothing.

Perfect.

Paolo! Hey, wake up!

We need to stop.

My daughter has taken control of my bladder.

Pull over.

That way I can take over as well.

Fucking hell!

-Nothing? -I think it'll be staying here.

We can walk, it's near here.

-Yeah? -Or get the bus.

-You tired? -No.

Mimma!

-When did you get here? -Now.

Come here.

-How are you? -The way you see me.

This is Paolo.

-My pleasure, Nunzia. -Nice to see you.

What's the party?

-The girl's confirmation. -Come, come. Make yourselves at home.

Hey, Aunties.

-Gran! -Beautiful!

Where is dad?

-Hi, Paolo. -Pleased to meet you.

Come, come, Paolo.

You can get changed at mine, have a clean-up.

There are some shirts and a clean pair of trousers.

I'm sorry.

If you'd told us, we could have been ready.

-No, no, don't worry. -Come, come.

There, that's the room, you can get changed in there.

-We'll be waiting for you. -Thank you.

-These are the uncles. -Very pleased to meet you.

This is Paolo, a friend of Mimma's.

-Pleased to meet you, Franco. -Nice to meet you.

-My wife. -Pleased to meet you, Maria.

Come, Paolo, meet the girl whose party it is.

Fortunata, come here.

This is my granddaughter. It was her confirmation.

-Pleased to meet you. -Congratulations!

And here are the cousins and family friends.

-This is Paolo. -Hi, Paolo. Loredana, hello.

A friend of Mimma's.

Hello, very nice to meet you.

Hello, nice to meet you.

-There's a lot of you… -Yeah!

-Where are you from? -Turin.

-Turin? -Yes.

-Nice day, isn't it? -Yes.

Come on, love, we'll get a lovely photo.

Sort your dress. You look like a box of sweets!

-You chose this dress… -Come, Domenica.

Luciana! Isabella, come!

All round the cake. Let's get a lovely photo.

You as well, Paolo. Come on!

-Come on, in the middle. -In the middle?

Everyone smile, cheese!

Auntie's missing! Auntie, come on.

Please, come on.

-Come on! -Come on, please!

Come on, Mimma. Hurry up, come on!

Come on! Squeeze in!

Ready? Smile!

Cheese!

-Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. -Thank you.

-All the best! -Thank you.

Well, then, Mimma!

-I knew it! -It's lovely, I like Mimma.

Stop it!

Wow! Look at this cool stuff!

They don't build houses like this anymore.

A little bit of work and everything will be sorted.

You'd be fine here.

I can't stay here.

Lower your eyes.

Look down, don't move, or I'll hurt you.

-What is it? -What, you don't know what it is?

I don't believe it. It's mascara.

Shut up! I know I'm making your biggest dream come true.

Fuck off!

Show me.

Lovely.

Why don't you want to stay here?

I'll stay too.

And our lives?

They could be here. I'll sort the house out.

So when she's born… everything's ready.

I don't know, it's early yet, I'll have to think about it.

Early yet? She'll be here in a few months.

Close your mouth.

-Soft. -Soft?

She'll be a beautiful baby.

You'll be a wonderful mother.

You'll teach her so many things.

Above all to have fun, because it's important to have fun.

You ready?

Here. Look how beautiful you are.

-Oh, God! -Well?

-You look good, no? -Yeah, yeah.

I'm no lady,

I'm not one whose life is full of stars!

I'm no lady,

but one for whom the war is never over!

Good morning.

-She's asleep. -Who?

The baby.

Here.

Quiet.

She'll wake up.

You really want to stay here?

Yes!

Come on, Paolo, don't be a coward.

Come on, we'll go in together.

Come here, slowly, slowly. Slowly.

Good boy.

How is it?

-Enough? -I'm fine here.

Another little step?

Now get wet, get wet. That's it.

Right, you have to lie down.

I'll hold you. Go.

Go down, hold tight.

Look how shallow it is, you can kneel.

-Hold me, though. -Of course.

-Hold me! -Trust me. Go!

-Don't go away. -Leave my arms. We'll fall this way.

Now I'll let you have a swim.

Close your mouth if you don't want a drink.

Relax, let yourself go.

Come on, let yourself go. Feel it, feel the sea rocking you.

-You feel it? -Yes!

Relax. Breathe. Breathe!

-You feel it? It's holding you. -Yes, I can feel it.

-Relax, relax. Breathe. -I am.

OK. Now we'll go down. Go down. Good.

Close your mouth.

Now lift your legs and kick hard.

One, two, one, two, like that! Kick, kick, go!

-Hold me, though. -I'm holding you.

Come on, close your mouth. Come on! Hard, kick hard.

Move your legs!

Kick. One after another, go. Go, Paolo, go!

-I can't. -Come on, Paolo, try!

I can't!

It went well.

I think you're scared of knowing how to swim.

Dad!

What's your mother's name?

-I don't know. -What's the girl going to be called?

Italia, Gran.

-We're calling her Italia. -Lovely.

Your mother'll be somewhere in Italy, won't she?

And we'll call her Italia.

You don't know how to play.

Mimma!

Come into the kitchen.

Again?

No, come on…

You've got the cards marked, ma'am!

-They just come out. -Yeah, sure.

The boyfriend too.

Ah, you've got a boyfriend and don't say anything.

What is it, Mum? Did you call me?

You managed to get out of bed. Come and give us a hand.

Come here, come on.

-This? -Yes.

Auntie, your hair's lovely.

-I want mine like that as well. -So why don't you?

Because she'd never get back in my house!

What a lovely smell!

No, Auntie, are you making aubergine bake?

Yes, love, yes.

Good! I'm always hungry.

Like, I'm craving pineapple…

Your mum had them as well when she was pregnant with you.

That's true, I always had a craving for pineapple.

But we couldn't afford it,

so for nine months I couldn't touch myself.

One time your father even had to tie my hands.

Don't think about it, love, keep chopping.

I'll give you a hand, and we'll be done quicker.

-You mean I'm not cut out for it? -We all weren't.

At first. Go and check the pots.

And then we grew to like so many things we didn't want.

You want to give this baby something to eat?

Or are you going to take her out to eat every night in the capital?

Or you could get a maid, but I don't think you can afford a maid.

You don't even have a job.

At most you could be someone else's maid.

I do have a job.

I mean a proper job, love.

A house…

Something on the table three times a day,

medicines, toys,

clothes, the doctor.

God alone knows how many things you need.

And how many times you'll have to take food out of your own mouth for her.

And don't be thinking, dear, I can help, because I can't.

Exactly, I'll do like I always do, I'll manage on my own.

If these are the results.

Why, did you ever do anything for me?

-How often did I try, Mimma? -You?

How often did I try to help you?

You forgetting the problems you had?

Or should I mention the problems you still have?

I don't have problems.

The only one with problems here is you.

All right, if have to discuss it,

it seems really strange to me that the likes of you didn't look sooner

for a solution to this problem.

When there was still time.

But now you're pregnant, Mimma.

And you need to keep it.

What's going on?

What did you expect from the likes of her?

The only person I feel really sorry for is that poor child.

Her life will be hell, I'm sure.

That's what she did with us.

Let her go, love.

Hi.

Thanks for coming.

No problem, it's only 1,300 km.

I'm sorry about how it finished between us.

I was wrong.

No, you weren't.

You were scared, that's all.

Have you seen the state of this country? What the fuck can we do?

Whatever you can, we manage.

How's Valerio?

Fine.

Fine.

How are you?

I did something really mad.

I wanted to be a father…

To play the straight.

It's her daughter, Paolo.

For the first time I saw a future.

Do you think I'm mad?

Come on. Come on, I'll take you home.

Do you want a child or not?

It's not about wanting one or not.

It's nature.

In nature, can a man and woman have children?

Yes. A man and a man?

No.

If nature had wanted it, it would have let us.

Why push it? We'd risk going against nature.

And the Virgin Mary?

The Virgin Mary, was she against nature?

What terrible things you say.

Why are they terrible?

Because nature works loads of miracles every day.

Look at me, I'm a miracle.

You're a disaster.

Hello?

The mother was taken to this hospital three nights ago.

By a gentleman who didn't even give his name.

She'd taken drugs and lost consciousness.

The placenta had detached and the doctors induced labour.

The baby is well.

The mother left immediately, she didn't want to recognize the baby.

Why did you let her go?

That's the law. Fortunately.

Babies were born all over the place and who knows what happened to them.

The lady declared that you're the father of the child.

She gave us your details and said you'd be here right away.

We got in touch with you because that's the procedure.

You have no responsibilities if this has nothing to do with you.

Are they all lies, Mr Guerrisi?

You did the right thing getting in touch.

You'll recognise her?

Obviously, you can do a test…

Can I see her?

If you're not the parent, you have to wait for visiting time,

and can only see her through the window.

Excuse me, are you the father or not?

-Are you Italia's father? -Yes.

She's your spitting image.

-Are you ready? -Yes.

She's beautiful.

Sometimes I think we won't have an easy future.

That people won't accept us.

And they'll hurt you to hurt me.

Then I think every father's scared someone might hurt their daughter.

It's normal.

You're a little miracle.

And every miracle, by definition, is against nature.