All language subtitles for The.Dark.Side.of.Love.1984

Come on, my little angel.

You know full well that you are not allowed to play with the ball.

Come to your Edmilia.

Emilio, you know exactly what the doctor said.

Under no circumstances should you make any effort.

So? What is my little angel doing now?

He sits down with his Edmilia and we'll find some time.

Bravo, Emilio! This is a beautiful picture.

But now I don't feel like it anymore, Edmilia.

- Please, Edmilia, leave me with the others... - That's not possible.

You can't make any effort.

Oh, good old Edmilia.

That's out of the question at all. Besides, we have to go home. Come on.

I know this isn't easy for a boy your age,

to deal with such an illness.

But you'll do it, little one.

How often have you comforted me with this?

Hurry up. I'll also put out a fresh shirt for you.

Yes, good.

Emilio! Now finally put your shirt on. What should people think?

We want to go for a walk. So come on, my angel.

Can't you even leave me alone?

They came in time. You can still see poor Edmilia.

- Thanks. And Emilio? - He's upstairs. - How is he?

- Well, as always. - Please take care of my luggage, okay? - Immediately.

- Glad you came. - That was obvious.

It's a shame. The best always get hit first.

May I introduce myself? I'm Franco Alessi. Emilio's professor.

- I came by to talk to you about a few things... - Yes, I understand.

But today is a bit unfortunate.

- Maybe we can postpone it until another time. - Naturally. Naturally.

So, see you then.

Ah, I never liked the old woman.

- Please open the door. - Immediately.

Thank you. Goodbye.

Emilio!

Emilio!

-Emilio! - Ciao, Patrizia, why are you screaming?

I wasn't prepared to be photographed.

I met your professor downstairs.

I sent him away. I hope you don't mind.

Oh good, otherwise I would have had to send him away.

Why don't you open the windows? There is suffocating air here.

How can you stand it here?

- That's why you always look so pale. - What do you mean by that?

But now that's enough. I don't like when the windows are open.

I didn't look at the old Edmilia anymore. I wanted to go to you straight away.

What do you mean, you wanted to come to me straight away?

The last time I saw you, you were just a child.

- Is my room ready? - What does this mean?

- Do you want to stay here? - You got it, I'll stay.

I can't leave you alone now.

But what will happen to your fashion shops and your shops?

I sold everything. The contract has already been signed.

- To whom? - To an American company. They paid a lot of money for it.

- Oh, how nice for you. - Oh, that's an air here.

So that means you're leaving Venice, right?

That doesn't mean I'll still live there. But maybe not all the time.

- Listen, I want to go to my room now. - In your room? Here you go.

This needs to be dusted.

- But a lot has changed here. - Everything changes.

Don't you sometimes feel like you're in a...

- ...to live in prison? - No, I feel quite comfortable here.

- And you have the alternative of leaving. - No, I'm not doing you that favor.

We're going to change a few things here. You can't hole up in the house forever.

- You need to get some fresh air. - You need to. You need to. I don't have to do anything.

We will also enroll you in a public school.

Private lessons are completely unnecessary.

Are you actually listening to me?

Still the old stubborn one. You'd better study.

Everything is dusty.

- What's that about? - Rise and Shine! We have a wonderful morning.

Coughs like an old man. We're going to the sea together today.

The fresh air will do you good.

I'll just get dressed quickly.

Do you think I'm crazy? I don't like the sun.

I also feel tired and sick. But you don't care.

If I die, it's your fault!

Take a deep breath!

Don't you find it exciting? That wonderful smell.

This chirping of the birds. I love the nature.

What is growing here? I haven't seen anything like that in a long time.

Wonderful!

Come here and smell it.

It smells like perfume.

Wonderful.

Well so what! Look at this!

There is a small mushroom here.

- With the best recommendation from Mother Nature. - Throw him away!

- It's definitely poisonous. - Oh, not at all. - Don't touch me with your hand!

You're even afraid of your own shadow.

If there were no scaredy cats, there would be no heroes.

Let's go home. I feel really crappy and I'm dead tired.

You're not tired, just out of practice.

Good Edmilia really pampered you. Poor Emilia.

Edmilia, Edmilia.

Let's go home. It occurs to me that there are said to be poisonous snakes here.

- You were always afraid of that. - No!

How do you like the fillet?

I went to three different butcher shops before I found it.

Oh, just eat! You just have to like it.

I tried so hard.

I had no idea you could cook besides drawing.

- That surprises you, doesn't it? - And what, I'm completely gone.

- Maybe a little too bloody. - I do not find. I heard it's healthy.

- And done! Very good. - Have you had enough?

Already three kilometers.

Well, look at these idiots.

Complete idiots!

Unbelievable!

One two three.

Four or five kilometers.

And now I'm coming out of Civitavecchia.

The destination is the lagoon. And now I'm sprinting.

Next, more, more! Come on, I'll defeat them all!

- What are you doing? - We're having everything rebuilt here.

36.

I'm setting up my studio back there.

And on the other side a room for our gymnastics.

- And the furniture? - I sold them all this morning.

- Why didn't you ask me? - Were you very fond of the furniture?

- No. Not particularly. - Tell me, do you need money, Emilio?

I don't care about money.

- Pretty girl. Is she your friend? - Who? - Who already?

- I don't even know her. - How come? She lives in the house opposite.

- For me that is very far away. - My poor little brother.

Have you seen my scissors anywhere?

The film is very true to life, right?

Well at least you're a little interested in culture.

Naked bodies are something completely natural.

It looks like a pigsty here.

Do you know what we do? All the magazines go to the library.

And next time you'll clean up yourself.

This is good practice. Stop this stupid light now!

You'd better stop spying on me to dictate to me.

Poem Number 12.

Anyone who knows you, oh blonde woman, has seen the devil in your hot womb.

Stop it, Patricia! I can not anymore!

Na gut.

Let's just rest.

Don't you think you're letting yourself go too much?

You just have to become more alive. More active.

You're just too weak, my beloved brother.

You lock yourself in here, do nothing and don't let anyone get close to you.

I know exactly how I want to live and I don't need other people to do that.

Are you quite sure about that?

No. I am not sure.

But it's just too dangerous to live.

- What did you say? - I said it was too dangerous.

You could die, you know what I mean? By motorbike, for example.

- Why on a motorcycle? - 1300 this year alone.

We all think about death. The thought of it is a part of our lives.

But you can't overdo it. You are in love with everything negative.

But life is full of beauty, full of surprises.

You just have to want to see them. Meet other people.

- Make a little effort. - What could be so beautiful out there?

You see it all on TV. - Don't talk nonsense.

On television you only see a small part of reality.

There is something out there that scares me and disgusts me.

I'm sure if I go out something terrible will happen.

The worst thing that can happen to you is that you keep locking yourself here.

Do you think I enjoy it? Really not.

I would love to kiss a girl. Or fooling around with others.

- What do you want? - Nothing.

It's pretty warm outside and I wanted to ask you,

whether we might go to the sea together.

Today I would rather rest, Emilio.

Got it.

Then rest.

No more gymnastics, no more dancing, no more anything. It's all over, right?

I have a few problems that I need to take care of urgently.

If you stand there like that, I can't concentrate.

- Please leave me alone. - All right, all right.

Forget it.

Hello? Atelier Bado? Can I speak to Arrigo? This is Patrizia Viani.

Thank you very much.

And now.

Now.

Now.

- You are requested on the phone. - Thanks. Hello?

Ah ciao, Patricia. How are you doing? We haven't spoken to each other in a long time.

Yes, that's right. Thanks.

Very good. Why don't we meet tonight?

Tonight? Yes why not? As soon as I'm done in the studio.

You know how much I hate being alone.

I finally want to hold you in my arms again and love you.

- We will see. - Do not worry,

We currently have many models here in the banjo. So don't be afraid of Casanova Arrigo.

- I won't show up alone. - Bring one of your friends with you.

No, I don't mind. I'm used to that kind of thing from you.

All right, let's meet for dinner. What do you think of nine o'clock?

Is good. Yes. Ciao.

More than 750,000 people are currently homeless and without medical care.

The lack of rain and the resulting food shortage

particularly affects the weakest.

Kurze Ecke von Galvivaldi zu Antoni.

He plays to Gani. And there is Rosario, and goal!

- Goal! - This means that the championship is once again within reach for Pisa.

Ladies and gentlemen. A beautiful goal.

Since when have you been knocking? It's real progress.

- Do you mind? - Come on. Why did you knock?

I wanted to tell you that we have visitors from Milan.

How nice, but why did you knock?

I don't know, just like that. It doesn't matter.

Normally you never knock. You always come in like this.

Do you want to discuss it now?

- Do I have to dress elegantly? - Do whatever you think is right!

- Oh, you can't breathe here. - Stop whining!

I always think about wool in this heat. Of wool and furs.

This sultriness is terrible. I feel like I'm in a sauna.

Well, you sweeties! Have you had your drinks yet?

Oh yes, a little drink wouldn't go amiss.

Well then let's see what you chose. I'm really excited.

Another whiskey?

I suggested mohair for this winter and the color collection should...

- That sounds somehow familiar. - Of course, it was your idea.

That's why we all want you to come back.

Don't bury yourself in this nest. That's not your style.

And we urgently need you in Venice for the collection. Understand that!

And you have to be there for the Americans too.

You know full well that you can convince anyone.

Oh stop it! You still have Roberta. She works very well.

All she has to do is keep in touch with me and I'll tell her what substances we're using.

I'm definitely there, Patrizia. After a week you will believe

I would be your own shadow. - I don't know, that would frustrate me.

That was fun. I know my limits very well.

But if anyone here is dissatisfied, it's you.

But I feel very comfortable here. I like these small towns.

I can take care of the house and a thousand other things. And about Emilio.

You know what? I have a wonderful idea for our presentation.

We just take our photos here, between the old canals.

It's cheaper than Venice, and we still don't have to

forego the dreamlike atmosphere.

- Yes, since when have you thought about saving costs? - Why not?

Arrigo finds the background so fitting because it means he can be close to Patrizia.

Our Casanova doesn't like long journeys. You're really naive sometimes.

Still better than a stupid goose.

While we're at it, Patrizia. I was at the fair in Como

ordered some wonderful fabrics and you will also be amazed by the colors.

Oh, and what colors.

Next time you're in Venice you can check them out.

But what are you doing alone all day?

I'm not alone, I have Emilio. Plus there's a lot to do.

I work a lot, think and rest. Emilio was a spoiled child.

They allowed him everything. I don't think that was good for him.

I'm surprised at how understanding you've become. What kind of role do you play?

Mother or sister? Emilio is a man.

- Well, don't exaggerate now. - Well, he's not a child anymore either.

It could be that I'm very selfish.

Basically, I like that I can take care of him.

I have to take care of his health. He often feels alone.

I'm sure being close to him is good for him.

So are you sure you want to stay here?

No, definitely not yet, but we'll see.

- You should also learn to take responsibility. - Please excuse me.

- I want to say goodbye. - Good night. - Good night. - Good night.

- Was this your room when you were little? - Yes.

But please speak quietly, Emilio is sleeping next door.

I won't leave here until tomorrow morning.

But you know I prefer to sleep alone.

- Well, if you want, I'll go right away. - No, no, you stay here!

I didn't mean it like that.

Every time I see you, you have become even more beautiful.

You can drive a man crazy. I have to have you now.

You get me, but quietly.

Come here!

I'm already here.

- What's up? Did you not like it? - Don't worry about me.

You seem so absent. Do you have any problems?

No no. Everything is really fine.

It seems to me like you're thinking about someone else.

You're just imagining it, Arrigo.

I don't know, but since you went to Chioggia you've changed.

Maybe I'm wrong too. But if you want to discuss something with me,

Problems I can help you with, please.

How many times do I have to tell you that everything is okay?

- Fine, if you don't want to. - It's this heat.

- Sometimes she gets upset, but it's really nothing serious. - Yes, good.

Do you know what it means to become a woman?

You're afraid of people looking at you. That you are touched.

You tense up because everything is dirty.

Menstruation is dirty.

The first time you get your period, you're scared.

You feel the blood between your legs and think that everyone can see it,

that you always have to wash.

You feel like these terrible days will never go away.

Your genitals are something you are ashamed of.

It is worse than killing or being killed.

It's... it's like a foreign body.

You have it between your legs and are desperately trying to hide it.

But it's part of your body.

And at some point you notice it, and then it's beautiful.

I was fourteen when I had this feeling. No, no, fifteen already.

We went to the cinema together. With Dad.

It was running Dr. Zhivago with Omar Sharif.

You were still little and slept on daddy's arm. You were bored.

Suddenly I felt something.

There was a hand on my knee.

At first I thought it was an accident and didn't pay any attention to the man next to me.

But then he slowly pushed my skirt up

and slid his fingers between my legs.

I immediately pressed them together.

But he forcefully pushed them apart again.

I then sat very quietly. I was unable to move.

I didn't notice anything more about the film. I was sweating like crazy.

And my heart was beating faster and faster.

Then the man took my hand and slowly guided it under his coat.

I felt the fabric of his pants. There was something hard there.

Something warm. It beat like a little heart. Like a heart.

I found it incredibly exciting. Such warmth, this hardness.

He squeezed my hand even tighter.

And then he showed me how to do it.

Up and down, up and down.

Now I felt the warm thing in my hand. It was very warm and humid.

I didn't know what it was, but I liked it.

Yes, I liked it. Because it happened so secretly and Dad was there.

This guy was just a pig.

No, he was a poor pig. And now to Arrigo.

He is a photographer and everyone in his circles is more or less gay.

Everyone feels like they're a little bit like Coco Chanel.

But he also likes women.

Says I turn him on incredibly and he gets turned on every time he sees me.

I've never seen him as nervous as he is today.

He just stared over at me and his eyes went wide, like a little schoolboy.

When we were in bed earlier, he was hornier than ever.

I stroked him everywhere. Then he lay down like a pasha.

I put it in my mouth and slowly moved it up and down like in the movies.

Then faster and faster.

Suddenly he poured gushes into my mouth and over my face.

He moaned like an animal. And then he spoiled me.

- Don't you think it's wonderful, Emilio? - No, I've had enough.

- My arms are already hurting! - Listen, answer me the following question.

- What is that? Everyone wants it, but no one has it. - A house.

- No, it doesn't fit. Come up with something else, Emilio. - 2 houses.

- How did Marie Antoinette die? - Probably rowing.

Guillotine.

- Who won the most titles in 1982/83? - Piocho.

No. C2, vertical. Oh yes, Rome.

- How do you actually spell Nirvana? - I don't know, I've never been there before.

Why do you actually get private lessons?

- It's good here. - So. Do you really like it here?

- Yes. Come on, let's go swimming. - I'm too tired.

- I would rather go back home. - My God, always home.

Open the umbrella!

Patricia!

Patricia!

Patricia!

Patricia!

Where are you?

Patricia!

Crap!

Patricia!

Patricia!

Patricia!

Patricia!

Damn it, where have you been?

You really act like a stupid little boy sometimes.

I thought you were slowly growing up.

Why did you even bring me here?

You know very well that the sun doesn't suit me!

I told you to go swimming, Emilio. That would have refreshed you.

The sea scares me. This incredible amount of water that is constantly moving.

- And besides, I can't swim. - Do you want me to teach you?

No, I don't want to learn it. I like it much better at home.

- I would never doubt that. - I'm tired, let's go home.

- There's something to eat in the bag. - I'm not hungry, I'm already sick.

Do you really want to go? I wanted to sunbathe a little more.

I find it boring here.

Okay I got it. I already understood. We go.

You can really drive someone crazy.

- Let's go! - Wait a minute! This thing here.

- Are you still awake? - Yes, it's too hot. I can not sleep.

Shall I tell you one of my stories?

- Do you remember Mauro? - Yes, I didn't like him.

He was like a fiancé to me.

He was allowed to come to our house at any time, and for a reason.

After all, he was rich and it was important to Dad.

He was terribly shy and completely crazy about me.

But I ignored him as if he didn't exist.

He suffered from it. I provoked and turned on him again and again.

He was so awkward and shy.

But one day he gathered all his courage and grabbed me

and threw me violently onto the bed. Then he looked at me and trembled.

He was afraid I would scream.

I always said, no, I don't want to, I don't want to,

although I actually wished it was.

One day we were alone in the house. No, you were there, but in a different room.

I still remember that Mauro tried not to make a sound,

because he was afraid you would hear him.

He put his hand on my breast and started caressing it.

I liked that. And I hoped it would finally happen.

And I got very wet between my legs. And my desire grew stronger.

Getting stronger and stronger.

My body really shook and then I looked at his face.

He was unshaven and I could feel his rough beard on his cheek.

His fingernails... They were chewed just like yours.

Then he desperately tried to undo his pants with his left hand.

But he couldn't do it because he was very nervous.

So I took his hand and showed him how to do it properly.

When my hand was between his legs, I could already feel how excited he was.

He came over me.

He tried to penetrate me, but it worked and didn't work.

He was so terribly heavy and groaned like an old walrus.

Suddenly he became angry

left me lying there and rolling around on the floor like a naughty child.

I looked at him and then kissed him. That gave him courage again.

Kissed deeply and long.

During this kiss I reached between his legs.

His tongue became faster, he began to moan softly...

and pressed his body against mine.

He rubbed his lower body against me so wildly that he made me hot.

Very wet. Excited me.

I held him tightly, then up and down. Just like back then in the cinema.

Then under my touch something stirred, became harder and harder.

It was nice to feel that warm something.

His movements became more and more violent.

They demanded final relief from the pressure that was on him.

We tried again. He lay on top of me and penetrated me.

Deep inside me. Ever deeper, ever deeper.

Then my heart exploded.

- The fish will be ready in five minutes, Senora. - Thank you.

- Did you notice? There are a lot of mosquitoes here. - Oh, don't think about the mosquitoes now.

In any case, the best Frutti di mare are available here.

I bet you've never been here before.

- You know, I prefer to eat... - At home.

- You just don't want to admit it. - What?

That other boys your age are completely different.

They get engaged, they fall in love, they dance, sing, have fun,

as if the world would end in the next moment. Only my brother isn't like that.

What a pity.

You're like someone who only eats the rind of Parmesan cheese.

You are fixated on unpleasant, bad things. I just don't understand that.

What is there to understand? I love the ripe fruit with a hint of death.

- A poem from you? - No, just some nonsense that occurred to me. - Oh right.

- What is that? - Don't ask questions and eat.

I feel sick. Determined by the Frutti di mare.

My stomach is turning. Tell me another one of your stories.

His name was Fabio and he had a big family name.

He was a friend of Dad's. And I always called him uncle.

I first saw him when I was a child.

He was talked about a lot in our house.

But whenever things got interesting, Mom and Dad spoke French.

As a result, I couldn't understand a word.

So he became even more interesting to me.

One day I heard Dad say he was a big womanizer.

Dad smiled ironically. I had now grown up.

But he didn't acknowledge it at all.

He didn't even look at me. Didn't give me any compliments.

Of course that annoyed me and I was deeply offended.

I thought to myself, what could this farmer do to ignore me?

I tried to get his attention. By every possible means.

- Even though he was way too old. - Why, how old was he?

Bad to appreciate. I think between 40 and 50.

- And then? -One day I felt brave enough.

And I went to him. I had made myself very special.

I was dressed very provocatively for my age.

Extremely sexy, you know?

But the thought of doing it with Dad's friend excited me.

It was a strange situation.

He opened the door for me himself.

He wasn't surprised at all and immediately went into the bedroom with me.

There he said to me: "You are a whore and you want to be a whore.

"So show me, show me how you do it.

"Show me!"

Then he sat on a chair and watched me.

I waited.

He said: Show me! Spread your legs!

I had to obey him.

I started to enjoy this game.

It excited me.

I really wanted him to humiliate me further.

Then he said to me, "Come on, my little girl,

"Show me how you do it when you're alone."

I still hear his words.

Don't you think it smells awful like mothballs?

I like the smell though. Somehow it reminds me of the good old days.

Yes, then you will particularly like this. Something elegant for the evening.

- Look here, it's snowing, Merry Christmas! - Give it to me!

Didn't you say you like mothballs?

- Here, this really stinks. - Show me. Oh, something like that is fashionable again today.

- Here! - What's the point, you stupid.

- Stop it now, this can't go on like this. - What?

Don't act like you don't know anything. After all, we are siblings.

- So what? We are siblings, what difference does that make? - Please stop now, Emilio!

Of course we belong together, but this game must end.

- You started with this. - That's correct. - So?

- But now I don't want to anymore. - Is it my fault?

No, it's my fault. All mine alone.

Shall we go outside for a bit?

- The peace and quiet here is wonderful. - God knows what could happen.

Nobody would notice anything.

- You're not afraid anymore? - Yes, of course I'm still a little scared.

Me too. I keep running. Without knowing where to go.

- And around me there is nothing but fog. - I hold your hand.

- What's happening to us, Emilio? - What does it matter?

I do not understand the world anymore.

I don't want to understand her either. I just want to escape.

Give me your hand. Please give it to me.

I don't know.

Imagine, Patricia. Only twelve minutes for the whole route.

Well, a Maserati is an amazing car.

You know, Giacomo got his father's car, and he knows full well

that he scares me when he drives so fast.

Nevertheless, he does it and thinks that it will make me particularly horny.

- Here, try this. - He is still very young, my Giacomo.

Luckily he found a few bills in Dad's car.

- He bought me the bag with that. Do you like her? - Very nice.

- He's not even 20 years old. - Turn around again.

Perfect. Very nice. Run.

My problem is, I always fall in love with the sons instead of the fathers.

Imagine that there was just enough gas to reach the front door here.

Oh, wow. That is a beautiful dress. I've never seen anything so beautiful.

- Can I try it on? - Do you like it? - So what?

Simply stunningly animalistic, awesome. That such a thing even exists.

- Can't you sell it to me cheaply, Patrizia? - You can have it.

Maybe that will lure my shy Giacomo out of his reserve.

Emilio!

Emilio!

My God, she's annoying.

Emilio, where are you?

Here.

Come in and see us.

Come in!

- Why are you looking so angry? - I'm busy.

I just wanted to introduce you to a friend of mine. This is Michelle.

- She is a model. - Ciao. - And this is Emilio, I told you about him.

- How sweet. How old are you, Emilio? - 16. - So young? How sweet.

Nice to meet you. Patrizia said you were as clumsy as a bear.

- You look like a teddy bear to me. - So what. - Can I keep the dress on?

Sure, I gave it to you as a gift.

One two three four. Do you like it?

Five, six, seven, eight. Was fun.

- Nine, ten... - It has a shadow. - But no.

- Are you sure? - The fumble is pure madness.

Doesn't she have a great figure?

Show yourself.

Gladly.

Am I not pretty?

Is it really true that I am beautiful?

Do you like me?

Come on, come on. You will definitely like it.

- I take your word for it. - You can do that too.

- So it is good. Come closer, my sweet one. - I'm a little shy, you know?

- Maybe you'll show me what you're up to first. - With it?

- Are you sure? - Yeah, let me see what you can do with it.

Really not bad. My compliment.

That's enough! Stop doing that! Did you understand?

Now you play a mouse crawling across the floor.

Come on, the cat is after you.

Go ahead, I want to see you crawl.

And now she sits and waits for further orders.

Look how I can shake my butt.

And now you're playing a bitch.

Oh yes?

Is that correct?

Do you know what dogs do?

Would you like to make love to my dog in heat?

Why not? Depends on whether you deserve it.

Would you like me to be your lamb?

Or would you rather be a tiger?

That eats you up.

Hey, hey, hey.

- Enough! Put your clothes back on and get out! - What's that supposed to mean?

- Don't be so rude to me. - Can you never leave me alone?

Why don't you come with me to Venice?

I'm meeting some Americans there.

It would be nice if you would come along.

I have an appointment with my professor at six.

We'll be back long ago by then.

Are you coming?

Well let's go if we want to be back here at six.

Listen. If I want to choose a woman, I'll do it myself.

- The thing with Michelle was pretty unnecessary. - It's nothing.

Let's not talk about it anymore.

Afterwards I'll meet two Americans who are important to me.

I want to sell them what is for sale.

- There's a lot of money in there... - Oh money, money. Always just money.

Then we go on a journey.

Look, that's a beautiful color.

It's not violet or purple. And it's not a Bordeaux tone either.

- Ideal for our Doge model. - Oh, Venice and the Doges. - Bravo.

-Benedetta! - Yes? - Would you be so kind as to make us some music?

- I fly. - I already know how we present it.

- Pretty, isn't it? It is a very special material. Damask. -Wonderful.

You will definitely like the place where we will take the pictures.

- A port city full of contrasts. - What is your budget?

- Well, about $250,000. - I would have to call Los Angeles first.

But I beg you. What's $200 to $250,000?

- And when? - Between September 10th and 15th.

So it's settled? OK? I'll have everything ready by tomorrow.

You will be surprised, my dear. Benedetta!

-Emilio! - Ah, professor! I'm sorry I'm late.

But my sister insisted that I accompany her.

All well and good, but I've been waiting half an hour.

He apologized, Professor. I will pay you for half an hour.

- Emilio, please close the gate. - No, you misunderstand me.

It's not about the money for me. It's just a matter of... Does she have something against me?

No, I do not think so. She just wants to get to the top quickly.

Well, then we'll go too. Come on.

I hardly believe that we can still go through the normal material today.

The time is too short. Let's just have a chat. This will definitely suit you.

You see, Emilio, I'm trying to teach you these things,

precisely because it's a material that doesn't interest you at all.

But they are incredibly important because our entire culture is built on them.

Do you understand? For example: You cannot understand Marx without Hegel.

We know that today. You cannot understand Hegel without Kant.

And you can't understand Kant without Martin Luther.

Your sister, what kind of type is she?

Well, Patrizia is very difficult to assess.

She is like this Marx, who you couldn't understand without this Hegel.

- And Hegel... - Bravo, very funny. Here take this and find it for yourself.

My problem is Franco Maria Ricci, that pig.

Franco Maria Ricci? Who is this?

Franco Maria Ricci is one of the really smart ones, I tell you.

He talked me into buying 20 volumes of Rond d'Alembert's encyclopedia.

Extra expensive expense that I now have to pay in installments.

It's not that easy for a little teacher, you know?

- And further? - And further? There's not much to say there.

Since Edmilia died, I've been...

I don't make enough money anymore. The cost is eating me up, you know?

I've been in arrears for 2 months and Richi wants to see money.

Patrizia definitely assumes that you earn enough money.

But that's not true. Quite the opposite.

I have an idea. We're going to dinner tomorrow,

then you can discuss everything with my sister.

Yes, not a bad thought.

Especially because she is a woman who fascinates me. She is interesting.

She has nothing against me, right?

Ask them if they even like the food. Go ahead, Patrizia.

What we eat here is called radicchio, the roses of Chioggia.

- There's nothing like that in America. Or? - Do you speak our language?

- A little bit. I understand a lot. Do you understand? - Nothing.

- Radicchio is good for slimming. - Oh, line, I see.

- Do you understand?
- Nothing! I don't like it.

He may not like it, but the Doge, for example

knew 40 different dishes with radicchio alone.

- Brodicco. - Nein, nicht Brodicco.
Radicchio. - But, i don't like it.

- Then we'd better talk about business. - Not wine, I want a beer!

- Benedetta, you have to drive. - I know the route by heart.

- Besides, I don't drive, but the car. - It's okay, sorry.

I just don't want anything to happen to you.

The only important thing is that you feel comfortable. Am I right?

You see, the radicchio problem is actually not a problem.

You have to take the salad and its preparation from the philosophical

side and not from the practical side.

The esthete in me sees radicchio as an important part of creation.

The transformation of a divine spark into matter.

I don't know how you see it, but in this day and age

full of evil and treachery, it is a great pleasure to see the beauty...

- He looks at you. - Who then? - Well who does, my professor of course.

...the pillars of our cultural history.

This nuanced red, these shades, everything somehow fits together.

- People don't whisper at the table. - But I had to tell my sister something.

Have you ever been told that you are poorly educated?

- Patricia. - Stop it now. - He's really horny, but you probably don't dare anymore.

Oh yes? Then pay attention.

Savignon has a French name, but is an Italian wine.

The wine is grown nearby.

Oh, good old Europe.

- An old wine from old Europe. - I don't like it Europe, good for business.

Oh yes, the women do. You are nice, Benedetta.

- Can I have another beer? - Naturally.

Waiter! Another beer for our fat little one.

Dickerchen.
What is Dickerchen?

I don't know. I think
it's the name of Radicchio.

Do you feel the smell of the sea?

- Are you touching him yet? - Just wait and see.

- I'll pay you back for that. - Another beer, please.

I know.

What do you think if we create another perfume to go with our collection?

We could call it radicchio.

Not a bad idea at all. The bottles are completely red.

Satisfied?

What is Professor? You seem so distracted.

I'm just looking at that snake up there.

- Would you like an apple? - Yes, thanks.

What are you even imagining? Pig!

The doctors are right, you should eat a lot more fruit.

No, this is mom and dad's diary.

Then keep it if you want, but put it away.

You were magical at lunch yesterday.

Do you find? You poor guy.

Anyone who plays with fire can easily burn their fingers.

You knew immediately what game I wanted to play. Although...

It is enough now. Yes, it's a game and you have to get out of it,

because it will be too dangerous for you.

It is a form of aggression that makes you impotent.

You have to stop doing it, otherwise you will perish.

It's like a labyrinth from which there is no way out.

A very nice labyrinth. I really like the labyrinth.

- I feel really comfortable there. -Emilio. Do you know what love is?

The contact of two bodies. Two bodies that love each other as if they were one.

Today we're going to the cinema.

I want to see if you have the courage to do it like you did back then.

- Give it a rest! - Please.

You know what I expect from you.

- No. - Do you want me to explain it to you?

No.

Hello, this is Patrizia Viani. Could I please speak to Professor Alessi?

Thanks.

Professor Alessi? Hello, this is Patrizia.

I just wanted to apologize for what happened at lunch yesterday.

I don't even know what to say, I'm sorry.

Maybe we can meet.

No, no, I didn't sleep much either.

No, no, I'm totally following you.

At five o'clock? Good.

Yes I know it. Yes.

So see you then. Thanks.

Professors! Professors, please wait!

I'm sorry, but I really needed to talk to you.

Look, I don't even know what was wrong with me.

I just wanted to know if you're still upset.

I ask you. I think I behaved like a child.

I just feel sorry for Emilio.

I'm not another Russo, but I was like an older brother to him.

It would be a shame if this were over now.

I can imagine that very well. Come!

But let's not talk about Emilio anymore. No more word.

When I was young, my parents wanted to send me to university in Milan.

But I always hated this city and that's why I left home.

- But you didn't get far. - What do kilometers count?

I just left without telling a soul.

And because I couldn't think of anything better, I started studying.

Philosophy is where you learn to see things differently.

Life is so terribly short.

So you should only concentrate on the essentials.

But you can rarely make money with it.

I think money alone doesn't make you happy.

You're having great success with your work.

Yes, but that can't be everything.

There has to be something else.

Yes, but that is usually associated with hunger and debt.

We're almost there. I spent my entire youth here.

But I can't remember the last time I was here.

Never mind.

- Are you actually still angry with me? - But no.

It's just so strange.

- Stop it, Emilio! -Emilio! - Stop the nonsense.

- This leads to nothing. - Emilio, please pull yourself together!

- Stop it, Emilio! - Emilio, stop it! - You're not a little child anymore!

- Leave it alone! - Give it a rest! - Emilio, let go! -Emilio!

My little Emilio.

- Jealous? - Jealous?

I heard what our philosopher said to you.

It won't take long before your photographer shows up again.

Stop doing that. You know I need the people.

A Marquis de Sade writes here in his book: Nature is something crazy.

Why does she create an oval hole,

if only round things are pushed in later.

- Round and sometimes thick. - Emilio, that's enough. Stop it now!

Such a small hole must give women a lot of fun

when they make themselves so freely available to us guys. - What do you ask of me?

Still don't understand? When does your pathogen come?

Now please turn.

Yes, excellent. A little more elegant please.

I liked it much better than Venice, where we've already gone through all the motifs.

Yes, that was a very good idea with Chioggia.

I'm particularly proud of the coats, a lot of work goes into them.

Just take care of my darlings!

It seems to me that they don't want to take them off anymore.

It's a good sign, I'm relying on you.

You can do that too, after all I have an eye for beautiful things.

Ciao, see you later.

- So? - What? - Where have you been?

You shouldn't always control me. I do what I feel like doing.

I don't control you. But you don't have to hide right away,

if you want to look at one of my models.

- I wasn't hiding. - But it gives the impression.

- You already know her. Meet up with her. - No, I just wanted to look at her.

Arrigo, are you leaving immediately or are you still eating with us?

- Well, of course I would like to stay. - I'm very tired.

- Remember the book, Patrizia. - Stop doing that!

- All right, then I'll go. - No, I insist. You're coming with us.

Why not? We all sit down together and have a final meal.

- Fine, you can sleep with us too. - Very much.

Not now, please wait.

If you want, just take me.

- I want to marry you. - What? Are you crazy? And Emilio?

Please Patrizia, let's get married.

Patricia.

Take me. Just take me like that.

Turn around.

- Turn around please. - No.

Patricia.

You are my only love.

- It will hurt you. - Please do it.

Stop it!

Please!

Please!

Please!

Hey!

- What the hell are you doing? - Are you blind?

- What you up to? - I have to get out of here. I can not anymore.

- Do you understand it now? - No.

It's pointless to make any scenes.

I have finally decided. Someone else will take care of you.

But I don't want anyone else.

- You won't go! - I have to! I can not anymore!

And you won't stop me!

Please stay.

You were the one who told me to disappear again.

- I beg you, stay here. - Leave me alone!

- Open the door! - You won't leave from here!

I want to go, and I will, you know?

Leave me alone!

Patricia! You can not! Patricia!

Please stay!

- I won't let you out of here! - Now move away from the door!

Let go of my suitcases now!

Open the door immediately!

- You should open the door! - Taxi?

You're crazy.

You asked for it!

Worth!

- Stop! - Let! Let me!

You should let me go!

Emilio!

You just have to stay with me!

I want to live with you! With no one else.

All right, I'll stay.

Under one condition. You must never be jealous again.

Do you promise me that?

It's not a game anymore, is it, Emilio?

No.

You have to touch me.

- Do you feel it? - No.

But you'll feel it right away.

What are you planning to do with me?

You're not going to hurt me, are you?

But no, you said it yourself: It's a beautiful thing.

You know what? When you read this book to me?

It said that there was nothing more beautiful in the world than love.

What are you doing?

Complete.

Come and see it.

- I marry. - I'm marrying Arrigo.

- Why? - Because it's right.

Arrigo, the motorboat is here! Bring our guests out.

Come on people! Even the best celebrations come to an end.

- Give us as a bride and groom a chance too. - Ciao!

HI!

Emilio. Arrigo will be back here shortly. So don't act like you're sleeping.

Otherwise I'll do the same to you next time.

Let's not waste any time, my little Emilio.

I will caress you, all over your body.

Kiss you.

I love you.

I want you.

Forever.