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(ENGINE ROAR)
(BUZZ)
(In English) Here I am, excuse me.
- Agnes! - Alexei!
- You work here, how long? - For a week.
Before that, I was an assistant cook in a restaurant, now I'm a waiter.
- You live here? - Yes, I'm here in London.
The last year I do it in a college. I had time for air and we came here.
This is Dylan, my boyfriend.
(In English) Hello.
(In English) Hello. At home? How is it going?
Your father? All right, he always works. Your mother, on the other hand, how is he?
I don't hear it every day but I think well.
(SOUNDTRACK: ROCK MUSIC)
(SHOUTS INDISTINCT)
< Floriana (In Roman dialect): Monica! Look who has arrived!
Floriana! Give me up because today is not the day.
< (Screams): Beautiful! - Bye, Romain.
< Floriana: Monica, what have you been up to? - Nothing, I'm innocent.
(In chorus) Me too!
(In chorus) We are all innocent!
- Hi, Mo. - HI.
- Welcome. - No, welcome to nothing.
Maybe you didn't understand that I'm not staying here.
- I do not understand. - I got it.
Oh well, if so, you'll see that it escapes us as well as a reduction of the sentence.
Sure, with a few months you get by. What does your son say?
My son knows nothing. And he doesn't have to know.
Whole life doing somersaults, to try to set a good example,
to keep him away from the scum...
- I have to find a way to leave. - Excuse me, but weren't you with a Minister?
-He was not a Minister. -And what was he?
- He was a thinker. - Tell him to think about how to get you out.
- I haven't heard from him in three years. < Woman: What do you care, try it.
He'll find a way out for you.
And how do I do this? I didn't either my phone, they took it.
That's what I think.
Spazio Vivo will become the largest centre cultural periphery of the capital.
< Digital, green and inclusion:
< are the foundation on which was conceived and built.
The inhabitants of neighborhoods that do not have never had free access to culture
international exhibitions will gather, concerts, theater performances
in the square, in front of the house.
The new living space it will therefore be safer,
high-tech connection, zero impact.
A place to live as individuals, where to rediscover the sense of community.
A revolutionary work made possible not only thanks to the institutions,
and to European funds but also to the brave investments of our sponsors,
which we thank.
("OUTSKIRTS" BY RENATO ZERO AS RINGTONE)
Excuse me.
(BUZZ)
But where?
But how is this possible?
What happened?
Alright do not worry, I'll be right there.
Of course you too, Monica, in jail!
- Everything's fine, dear? - Yes.
Are you sure?
Camilla, it's okay.
We go back.
(SOUNDTRACK: POP MUSIC)
< Man: Yesterday they stabbed a. Nice hair, walk.
(BUZZ)
- Good morning. - 'Day.
(SOUNDTRACK: SOFT ROCK MUSIC)
- HI. - HI.
- Can you tell me what happened? - Those two morons.
- The Twins? - Yes.
- They hid some stuff. - Drugs?
Nope. You know they have compulsive shopping.
Handbags, perfumes, creams, those things over there.
Only this time they hid them in the cans of oil of Pizza and Samosa.
The place you opened, the rotisserie?
They had come for an inspection, they opened the cans...
10,000 euros of perfumes will be released.
Since the business is in my name...
Well, that seems like a real injustice to me.
I'm not a lawyer though I have some rudiments of law.
Sure, it's illegal, please, but me it still seems like a minor offence.
You are a good woman, honest, mother of a family, uncensored.
That's enough.
monica...
Are you uncensored?
Unfortunately a few years ago, at the supermarket...
- Yes? - The twins already had that problem.
They have a lot of problems.
In short, they found them that they had hidden certain stuff.
- Drugs? - Still? No, bags, bars of soap, stuff like that.
- Sorry, it's called "stolen goods". - Anyway, they argued with the vigilante.
At some point, he lost his mind, I intervened...
- I had to BEAT him. - Did you assault a vigilante?
- But Monica, why did you have to BEAT him? - He called them fat.
- Well? - Which is true.
But I can only tell you that.
monica...
We must call a good one, but very good.
To understand how and what to do, and it will take some time.
No, I have little time. At the end of the summer, Alessio has to come back.
He can't find me here.
- See if... - Self?
Someone in the government you know can do some IMPACT to get me out earlier.
What does the government have to do with it, what hindrance? We need to understand what the law allows us.
I don't mess around, I don't date people what's in the way, Monica!
- All right... - Thank you, Julius!
I ask you to do what you can. She is a very dear friend ...
She really has a situation quite complicated...
From the elements you give me, in reality, all extremes are there
to convert the prison in an alternative penalty.
< In a couple of months we should be able to do it. - As soon as possible, Giulio, yes.
She is a mother of a family, she is a decent person.
In conclusion. Almost.
Let me make a couple of calls and call you back.
- Thank you very much, Giulio, thank you. < Hello.
(in Roman dialect) Doctor... are you hanging again?
Yes, Alvaro, I'm stuck again and, if possible, much more than before.
You do not know how much. You can't either imagine what kind of mess it is.
< Pamela: No, really?
(In chorus) Our Monicalla.
- They send you there? - Oh well, it's Rome, not Milan.
- Via dei Gordiani. - (In Roman dialect) We can't come.
- We can't come and see you. - I'll get over it.
Let me pass, get up.
< Marika: Why can't you go there?
These two geniuses have resold theirs junk to the Piranha's wife.
- Holy shit. - Exact.
The police, to follow the goods, she entered the Piranha's house
and she found five fugitives for lunch.
It went well for him, which you did just a month on vacation.
She has pardoned them but sees them again around him, do you know what it does to him?
- Sorry, Monica. We didn't know it was him.
He had his chin forward, we thought he had an abscessed tooth.
- You have to shut up! - (In chorus) All right.
Now don't take it. Thank your friend Minister who at least got you out.
You get two months of alternative service and goodbye.
Yes, by priests, though.
Jail was better. - At least you're among quiet people, right?
- Marika, for the Church I DON'T DO IT. - You will understand, with the priests in the cloister...
To say prayers, my goodness.
- Do they also give you punishments? - I do not know.
Of course, I'm not among cheerful people.
- Darnit. - Monica, we're so sorry.
I said shut up, you have to shut up!
Imagine if there are also nuns.
- At that time? If there are nuns, what does he do? - Don't you know they scare her?
- No, I'm not afraid. - They also bring bad luck.
Monica, these are popular beliefs.
< Pamela: Meanwhile we got you this.
- Did you buy it? - I mean, just bought...
- Then I don't want it - Leave it alone, take it.
- I don't want anything from you two. < (Pamela) No, Monica!
< Sue: Leave it alone, take it.
(In chorus) You'll see what you need.
I do not think this shade of ocher our logo stands out on the wall.
< Giovanni: Gentlemen, this place it is entirely furnished by you
< and the logo is everywhere. < Sponsor: But it's not highlighted.
It is the fifth color that we offer you.
Do you know what I think?
That can be tested with another color.
- Basically, it's a small change. - Small?
It's necessary.
To give due weight to the company that is there supports in carrying out this project.
Exactly, he stole my words.
< Sponsor: Perfect. < Camilla: Well, come on.
Julius, come! Why is she here?
You told me she's your friend, that she needed help.
Yes, but in Bastogi, let's help them at home, not up front.
Giovanni, the only one who answered me immediately it is Don Davide,
of the parish here behind on the left. He is a very good person,
- He'll be fine, trust me. - Yes.
(MOBILE PHONE VIBRATION)
< Monica: (in Roman dialect) Hey, where are you?
I've arrived, I'm here waiting for you. You are the guarantor, aren't you?
- Am I guarantor? - An on-site guarantor was needed,
but that's nothing, it's a pure formality. Don't worry, John.
How do you "relax"?
< Monica: Hey! - Sorry, I'm coming.
- You hold them. - That I'm holding back, you can't go away...
- I'll be right there. - (Softly) John...
- Hey! - What are you doing here? You come...
- What am I doing? I have to go... - You come...
< Monica: What are you doing in this construction site? Have you started selling houses?
< John: No, we are inaugurating a great cultural centre
and these days we set up the rood space.
- The rood space? - You come...
- The buffet. - Yes. I mean no, too.
It will be a space for related events to green and conscious food.
(mumbles) Aware.
- Is the food aware that you eat it? - Yes, well, Monica...
- Wow, Giovanni, a big project! - Yes, that's fine...
< Monica: We need to talk to Don Davide. < Giovanni: Yes, it should be there.
< In that church. < So far?
- Yes, OK. - My feet get soaked.
- Still? - What do you want? In the middle of the mud. Is full.
- Look where we have to walk. - Can't you use more normal shoes?
< Monica: Those two morons... I have a problem of two stupid sisters.
- Let's try this way. - But you don't know where she is?
< Come... Monica, I don't have much time.
Let's see if this is the office.
(THUD)
(PHONE THUMP)
(whispers) Do you want a hand?
(SOUNDTRACK: REASON WITH ORGAN)
- Your nun? - Your what?
- Your what? I did not understand. - I got it.
Sure... Good morning, sister.
I am John Minimus, she is the lady...
Yes, certainly. Welcome, Monica. We were waiting for it.
I am Sister Maria Catena.
Unfortunately Don Davide, our parish priest, he is on a spiritual retreat in Assisi.
He will be back in the next few days.
(DOOR CREAK)
Today, to welcome you, there is Don Vincenzo.
(SOUNDTRACK: ORGAN MUSIC)
(whispers) Damn...
(DOOR CLOSING)
- It's a good day. - Yes, I tell you...
< Giovanni: Good morning, father. < Don Vincenzo: Shall we go?
< John: Yes.
(GUFT OF WIND)
But where? There was not...
(gasps)
< Don Vincenzo: Follow me. < Monica: Let's see.
Here, we collect the food parcels.
Here is the library.
- Good morning. - (In chorus) Good morning.
This community was founded thanks to the exemplary commitment of Don Davide,
the new pastor who replaced me.
A very pious man.
And here's the women's counseling center.
- Good morning, Don Vincenzo. - Good morning dear.
< John: Good morning. < Women: Good morning.
- Good morning. - Here's Monica
Frances, like her, she has been our guest for some time
because he has a family situation very complicated.
No, it's that this year with what happened...
My husband lost his job and...
- is going through a difficult time. - BEAT YOU?
- Yes. - Then you go through a worse one.
- Let's go. - (Softly) Come on, yes.
- Good morning. - Until we meet again.
Listen, Your Holiness. Just to understand...
- What am I supposed to do? - Tomorrow morning, you start with clothes sorting,
and then gradually the new corvรฉe.
- (Whispers) It's like being in the barracks. - Including the canteen,
the hygiene of the common areas and the shop.
- Why? You too? - (Whispers) Food shop.
I know...
Well, now I have to leave you in the hands of Sister Maria Catena.
I have to run to the rectory.
You don't sweat.
I really have to go too they are waiting me.
John, don't leave me. - No, I have to go.
- (whispers) John... - I'll show you your room.
(with a faint voice) Yes...
(SOUNDTRACK: ORGAN MUSIC)
Here are our lodgings, dear Monica.
(Whispers) With the nuns, no...
(squeak)
< Your room.
< It was Sister Maria Forchetta's room, founder of the order of the Carlinghe
and our Mother Superior. She died right here, on this bed,
she-at the age of 103. - Bad weed never dies.
- I did not understand. - Nothing, sister, I got it.
You have lain those two days and on the third day...
-She is resurrected? - No, they removed it.
- When? - Yesterday.
Here it is...
Your journey here with us, dear Monica, it will be a great spiritual journey.
And it will help you not only to serve your sentence.
Sister, I am innocent.
(NODS)
I really have to go. Monica, don't worry, you're in good hands.
The hands of our Lord, frankly better than that...
- No. - Monica, I have to.
- John... - Monica, I really have to go. Sister...
(softly) Damn you!
- Monica. - Yes?
- We'll see you in 15 minutes down to dinner. - Alright.
But it's a quarter to six.
(GUFT OF WIND)
(BELLS)
< Giulio: Excuse me for a moment.
John, I'm sorry. I wanted to help you to solve a problem, not create one.
Imagine, how could you imagine?
- Who is this Monica? - Nothing, the mother of an ex of Agnes.
A good person living a reality difficult. Nothing terrifying...
She lost her parents in an explosion for a racketeering problem,
ex-husband is a murderer...
- Does this woman have anyone? -Yes, she has a son who works abroad
- and two sisters. - Well.
Thieves.
Here, John, maybe I...
- I would avoid talking about Monica around. - Yes.
Here, love.
Say hi to dad.
(YOULD)
Hi Dad.
("GRATIA PLENA" IN THE BACKGROUND)
Thank you.
Good.
("PERIPHERY" BY RENATO ZERO AS RINGTONE)
Oh my God, Alexis!
- Hi love. - Hey, mom.
- (In Roman dialect) Where are you? - Where am I? At home.
- Did you remove the photo of Renato Zero? - Who?
Yes. Why, can't you? They are both men of faith.
- You put the Captain's photo. - Yes.
- How much I love you, my love. - All right.
I called to tell you that I have the ticket. On August 2 I arrive in Rome,
- I'll be early. - How beautiful.
I can't wait, love. That's better.
- Hello Mom. - Hi love. HI...
(SIGHS)
(SONGS IN THE DISTANCE)
- What are you laughing, love? - No, who laughs. But do you think...
There's nothing to laugh about, indeed it is a very serious thing.
Honey, you're so nervous these days, you look bipolar to me.
Camilla, I'm a man of theory, I'm doing the practice.
But honestly, 45 minutes to talk the nuance of a kitchen wall,
I don't know if I can, why let's talk about the nuance of a kitchen.
And what the fuck!
(YOULD)
- I'll go get you some water. - Yes please.
You, get off my couch, now.
Right away, go.
(GITTLE)
(SOUNDTRACK: "BAILA CONMIGO")
(CHUMBS IN THE SLEEP)
(MUSIC RESUMES)
(MUSIC FADES OUT)
(VIBRATIONS)
Where are you all?
(gasps)
(SOUNDTRACK: ORGAN MUSIC)
(in a low voice) Dirty pig...
(BELLS)
Who are you?
- I am death. - And what do you want?
The bed.
- I want my bed back. - Take him.
Who wants it, your bed is short for me.
But where are we?
(ORGAN REASON)
At Coccia di Morto.
- And where else? - You're Fork, aren't you?
(SCREAM OF FEAR)
(HE SHOUTED)
Hate...
(SOUNDTRACK: CHEERFUL MUSIC)
Franca.
- Hi, John. - Hello, Franca, how are you?
Well, and you, John? How are you?
Yes I'm fine.
Safe?
- Yes, certainly. - I do not know why...
- I see you a little... - Worried?
- No. - No...
- Upset? - Not upset...
I'd say a bit... stuck up.
Hangedโฆ hanged? You all tell me this, also Alvaro the coachbuilder.
Everyone, everyone. You are stuck.
And you, Franca? Do you smell this?
Frank, do you feel it? Franca?
(SOUNDTRACK: "BAILA CONMIGO")
(HUMANS)
(MUSIC RESUMES)
John: No, no...
No, not the grill...
No, no sausage...
No!
Hold!
No!
(GIOVANNI LICKS HIS MUSTACHE)
eat sausage, see how good it is. It's good.
< Taste, eat, Minister!
< Eat, Minister!
< Minister, the sausage!
< Come and eat yourself this sausage. Minister!
The sausage, Minister!
(SOUNDTRACK: VOLTAGE MUSIC)
- (In chorus) John! - No, not the twins!
(In chorus) Are you coming to play with us?
Pamela and her Ellen, no!
- Forever? - Frank!
(THEY LAUGH)
- No! Pamela and Sue Ellen, no! - John!
- John? - Yes?
- Did you watch Dallas? - No.
From the point of view of collateral initiatives the opening day,
there will be these events on the streets of the neighborhood.
Where we will try to involve all inhabitants.
John, I tell you, I'm not going back there.
< Camilla: John... < Yes?
Who exactly is this...
(CLEARS THROAT)
- Lady? John: Yes...
This lady is...
- A parishioner. - Exactly, a parishioner...
- devoted, by the way very devoted, who... - What?
Excuse me.
- Let's go. - Why are they looking at me, what do they want?
- They're focused, they're working. - What does the other want?
- She is the most concentrated, let's go. - Do not push me.
No, I'm not pushing you.
< Monica, what comes to your mind?
- I didn't sleep a wink, I had nightmares. -Forget it, everyone has hers.
It was really the old woman, Maria Forchetta. She wants her bed back.
You're delusional, Monica. You thought you'd pass from Rebibbia to a 5-star hotel?
Anyway, please not to come here anymore because, you see,
I work there, I'm responsible of projects, investments
and I can not afford to screw everything up.
- Good morning, Edward. - Good morning.
What are you looking at? Try to leave.
You screw up too much even if you give me a ride by car?
(SOUNDTRACK: MELANCHOLIC MUSIC)
You took it young.
- That? - FRESH blonde.
Listen, the fresh little blonde, as you say, her name is Camilla,
she and is a highly regarded professional.
From you for sure.
- And what would the professional do? -She is a sponsorship hunter.
I get it, it's your stuff.
For your information, we are preparing a series of cultural events.
Here, in fact. I DON'T DO IT WITH CULTURE.
You see, Monica, with yours I DON'T DO IT I'm going crazy!
What does "I can't do it" mean?
I don't do it, I don't care.
I don't have time to waste.
The culture... then everyone knows it that with culture...
- Don't say that! - I say it, with culture you don't eat!
< Monica: Holy shit!
- Oh God, sister! -Where did she come from?
- I'm really sorry, Sister Incatenata. - Chain.
- Chain. Suddenly she too... - Do not worry.
- Monica, we'll wait for you in the library. - Yes.
I'm really sorry.
- (Softly) Your nun. -What is she?
- I'll pass you the jinx they bring. - Monica, it's a medieval thing.
- Your intelligence is an insult. - No, they're dangerous, trust me.
You have to get used to respecting the timetables.
I say this especially to her that she is the guarantor.
You are right, sorry. She won't happen again. Really.
- Good day. - To her.
Hello, John.
No! Madonna...
- What did I tell you? - Yes.
< Sister Catena: Monica! - I arrive.
- Good morning. - HI.
- What do I have to do? - Let's arrange the books...
Once the genre has been identified, you put them in the appropriate shelf, okay?
All right.
"Wuthering Heights"...
Epic is not...
Training...
Nature!
"One, none and one hundred thousand"...
Mathematics...
"Dublin people"... guides and tourism.
"The Name of the Rose", that's easy.
Gardening.
But why are you here? What have you done?
I am volunteer.
Happy you, I have to tell you.
Don't you have a life, a girlfriend?
Yes I have. And she.
- You see. - Yes, Don Davide involved us.
- I don't know if you've met him yet. - Not yet.
You'll see, you'll like it. She has a spiritual strength, a charisma ...
< Armando: But you, why are you here?
To serve an alternative sentence?
We say yes, butโฆ
It's all a mistake, I'm innocent.
(they nod)
< Man: Frances! Where the fuck is he?
What happens? Have you heard?
Go out...
Because you know how it ends, then, you know.
Hate.
Did you understand? Do not play with me!
< You don't play with me! - Can we know what this noise is?
< Man: You know how it ends! Don't fuck with me!
- Who is this crazy? - I'm calling the police.
No, please, Don Vincenzo, don't report it. He is my husband.
I `ll kill you!
Indeed, which police? She's right, it's not necessary.
- I'll talk to them. - Yes.
He's a kid, I make him think, with some common sense.
< Man: And you know I'm pissed! All right?
< Do you understand?
< Frances! Frances!
Kill, what a headshot!
Your Holiness, you understood, he never comes back.
(MOANS OF PAIN)
Gentleman...
Thank you Monica. But, look that he is not what he seems.
- He swore never to hit you again, didn't he? - Yes.
Because it changed, you changed it.
Bella, do you want to know something? Men do not change.
Not even women. Only they hit harder.
< Giovanni: This mauve green is beautiful. - It's the perfect shade
to reconcile the industrial structure with nature concept.
Hey, nice color. He had it even my aunt Bruna in the funeral home.
< Camilla: John...
Well, she could afford it.
(In English) What is "chamber of death"?
We change it immediately. Tomorrow it will be another color.
Yes...
< Don Vincenzo, you are right, yes. As a guarantor, I'll talk to you right away.
< Yes, sorry. Good evening.
Head over heels. You headbutted someone!
No, I only gave one. Straight, placed, but only one.
Look, Monica, maybe we didn't understand each other.
That man didn't report you because he is a criminal.
- Otherwise you'd be back in jail. - Giovanni, I know them like this.
There is only one thing to do: BEAT first.
Monica, this philosophy of MENARE must first be reviewed.
What can you do, we are different.
The social distance between you and me it's not a meter, it's a chasm. Understood?
It was understood immediately that we couldn't last.
- Too many foibles. - What whims?
If every time I came to Bastogi I risked my life.
- Exaggerated... - I remind you that your friend Sandrone
he put a knife to my throat because he thought you were from the IRS.
I remind you that your friends have me thrown out, humiliated for a cigarette.
It was a vernissage and you turned it off on an installation by Duchamp.
I don't know, it was a toilet bowl.
Come on, Monica!
The truth is, your friends I've never liked it.
You didn't even tell him that we were together.
If that's the case, neither are you.
Look, Monica... I have to tell you something.
Yes.
Those are Chloe's treats.
Meaning what?
Chloe is Camilla's dog. It's dog food.
(SURPRISE VERSE)
- In fact, it seemed a bit strong to me. - I imagine.
So, gentlemen. Safran Identity.
Hypothesis of yellow...
(they nod)
Risotto experience. How about?
Here, let's see them again.
- What are we talking about, exactly? - It's the opening plates.
Hypothesis of yellow it seems more mysterious to me.
Risotto experience, however, it has a more intimate breath.
I do not know.
Sorry, but call him Milanese risotto, right?
(CLEARS THROAT)
Oh well, go for Risotto experience.
Want to see some logo proposals?
(BELLS)
< Camilla: Well, this is the first one.
< This is the second...
(BELLS)
Hygiene of common areas...
- The scullery maid I'm doing. - That?
I got it.
Is this lavender?
- Monica. - Hey, Light!
John said you were here, to serve imprisonment.
No, maybe you don't understand. I am innocent.
(NODS)
(OLDER MAN NODS)
- Weren't you picking flowers? - Lavender, yes.
Now I'm here in Rome because I opened a new "olfactory bar and parfum".
Not bad, you see. We missed it.
Look, Monica, I have some bosses for the needy. Can I leave them to you?
I take a look at it.
Let's see'.
(SURPRISE VERSE)
This...
- What is this? - A heart warmer.
- What do we do? - A sweater, to cover your shoulders.
You will understand, you have the 36, here I am the Senegalese with the sixth.
What are we doing? A hair band?
(WHISTLE IN THE DISTANCE)
- Have you already met Don Davide? -No, he's on a spiritual retreat.
No! He's back! He's out here play football with the boys.
- All right. - I only come here for him.
Charisma, a spiritual strength... He is a pious man.
Come, I'll introduce you.
- Leave everything, come on. - Calm down, but...
Slow down, what are you running to do?
- Why are you running like this? - Sorry, they're playing.
(BUZZ)
- You see it? - Which?
Don David, he! With the white tank top.
(APPLAUSE, CHEER)
- Did you understand... -He plays every day with the boys.
< Don Davide: Come on! - I don't know this game very well,
- There are! - But it excites me.
(Screams) Goal!
(They rejoice)
He scored!
- Don Davide scored! - Do not touch me.
< You have to stay calm, otherwise you feel bad.
How good! In short, look.
(WHISTLE)
< Light: Bravo! He is very good. Real? < Monica: Yes, he's good.
- What do you think? - What do I think...
(SOUNDTRACK: SOFT MUSIC)
At that time? As?
He's pious... he's very pious.
Well done! Don Davide, let me introduce you to Monica.
Monica, I finally know you. Nice to meet you.
My pleasure, very much pleasure.
(Laughs) Don Davide, a capital performance!
Thanks, Light. Excuse me, but they are late. Do you come to mass too?
- (In chorus) Yes! - Okay.
- Come on, I'm not missing one. - I believe it.
< Light: See, just finished game ready...
- Where are you going? - But what questions? Let's go to mass.
- You two? - What's wrong?
You never entered in a church in your life.
You fought to remove the nativity scene in Agnese's school.
What does that have to do with anything, that was a political battle.
While Don Davide's mass it is a mystical experience.
- Training! - Very!
What do you want? Haven't you seen how pious he is?
What happened in the world must not only be synonymous with fear,
of insecurity, of loneliness,
it can instead become an opportunity for a newfound feeling of brotherhood.
(Softly) I didn't believe the Church still brings together many young people.
< Don Davide: who is reborn fortified... - John...
just in such a difficult time.
If there was such a priest in Bastogi, I went there too.
We thought poverty did not concerned us. We felt safe.
Instead, today we find out that people excluded from welfare
it's not just numbers, just stats, that's us.
- Nice thing he said. - We are faces, we are stories.
- Pope Francis said so. - It doesn't matter who said it,
he didn't say a stupid thing.
As Christians we cannot more be indifferent to poverty.
(APPLAUSE)
Protecting the poor means protect everyone, protect ourselves.
Being a little closer to God today
- means to have at least one poor friend. - Then I'm fine.
I have the keys of the kingdom of heaven.
(chuckles)
< Don Davide: The Lord be with you. - And with your spirit.
Almighty God bless you, in the name of Father, of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.
- (In chorus) Amen. - Thank you.
- Mass is over, go in peace. - (In chorus) We give thanks to God.
(laughs) What are you doing? Stay here.
Mass is over can we go in peace?
- Wait. - Come on, guys, we can start.
(BUZZ)
- What happen? - They fix, we fix everything
because we create a central space...
Uh, there there... How pious.
< Light: How pious...
< Don Davide: That bench on this side. - Good, you don't try.
You get inguinal hernia.
Two rows of benches here.
< Great.
- But do you eat in church? - Perfect.
< Luce: Don Davide's idea. It is a large lunch open to all.
all are welcome, all ethnicities, all religions.
- Will it be hygienic? - As promised, be careful.
< Perfect, this way.
< Monica: Light! Shall we sit here? < Yes, I'll join you right away.
< Don Davide: Take a seat!
(BUZZ)
I made a video call this morning with our little girl.
Child ... she is taller than me. I heard her, but how is she?
Does it say something to you? She seemed a little restless to me.
No, actually I found it particularly radiant, luminous.
In my opinion, this trip abroad he's making her grow, mature.
(In French) The flower is blooming. You have to make up for it.
You and this French...
The freshness has arrived.
John, your opinion is needed for the color palette
and you're here having brunch.
- There's room, do you want to sit down? - I've already eaten.
- John, are you coming with us? - I finish the bruschetta experience.
< Light: Attention...
< Thank you.
- Your. - What?
- I say, the bruschetta. Eat it, it's good. - Yes. The taste.
I couldn't, but anyway.
(VERSE OF TASTE)
However...
(MOBILE PHONE RING)
Phone call.
From Provence. Excuse me.
(SHOUT)
(THUD)
Done nothing...
(BUZZ)
This... but why always ocher and green mauve?
< Camilla: This is too hot...
(SOUNDTRACK: VOLTAGE MUSIC)
(In chorus) Signor Giovanni, how beautiful! Is it your house?
No.
- Giovanni, who are these... people? - Yes...
- Excuse me for a moment? - (In Roman dialect) Sure.
Well, they are twins, they are Monica's stepsisters.
Their names are Pamela and Sue Ellen.
Is that why you have nightmares? Dallas?
No, trust me. Dallas in comparison it had a linear plot.
And in any case, you ask too many questions.
In life one cannot know all answers.
Now take care of the installation of ice by Yoshitomo's master
which is about to arrive, while I search to take Pamela and Sue Ellen back to Dallas,
in church. In short, over there. I will be right back.
You ask too many questions, Camilla. Too many.
< What did we bring here, please?
< Up... there.
- (In chorus) But where should we go? - Come on, that way,
- to church. - (In chorus) Wow, how far it is!
< How far away, it's there. Watch.
(in Roman dialect) We are soaking our feet.
It's too far, Minister, we don't make it.
I'm not a minister then it's here. We have arrived.
< You go on, I have to call to Camilla, to reassure her.
< Twins: Good morning. < Sister Catena: Good morning.
- What are you doing here? - (In chorus) We came to see you.
- What's on your mind? - The wigs.
- To go unnoticed. - I told you not to come.
- The Piranha finds you. - (In chorus) We missed you.
-Has anyone seen you? - Calm.
- We dressed up. How are we? - Unrecognizable.
- Good morning sister. monica. < Hi, John.
- I'm sorry, Monica. - Tell me.
I have nothing against them and even if I don't understand why,
I fell in love with it. But they showed up...
by me, at work, suddenly, without notifying me.
(scandalized) How does it come to you planning to disturb John?
(In chorus) Excuse me, Mr. John.
- Nothing. Please don't scold them. - I don't scold.
Because when I'm on site at work, I'm embarrassed...
in managing... In short, if you kindly... If you can take a look at it...
(Shouts) Those are important people, you embarrass him!
- I have to put the chain on your feet. - (In chorus) We don't do it anymore.
All right. We fixed it like this.
- I go to work. - My gravy sticks.
Good morning to you too and good luck.
Heck, how much does it weigh. Sister, a man who lends us a hand never...
The brothers are seated with the others. We're here to help you, dear.
Who do you want to help. Do the maid for free. They don't even give you salary.
Do you have a union?
- Then you're in worse shape than me. - Here we are?
- What a surprise, darlings! - (In chorus) Good morning, Signora Croce!
My name is Light. Don David, meet the twins, Monica sisters.
- Don Da, please Pamela. - Nice to meet you.
-Don Da, pleasure, Elle of her. - Pleasure.
- Pamela and Sue Elle, like Dallas. Cute. - (In chorus) How beautiful you are!
Yes. Thank you very much, Monica. Everyone is waiting there.
Don Dร , today there is a special dish. Amatriciana for everyone.
- Tomato and bacon? - Yes.
It's not that dressing you make in Rome with pork?
Because they are also at the canteen Muslims cannot eat pork.
- No, but it's bacon. - The guanciale is still pork.
- All right, can't they push it away? - Nope, Monica.
- But we can't please them all. -(In chorus) you're right.
Garlic and oil...
(striving) They ate everything today too.
- Don Vincenzo, have you seen the twins? - As? The pans?
- We're fine, the twins. - The Twins?
- Yes. - No darling.
Thanks all the same, Don Vincenzo. Go slowly, don't run.
- Time? - Nothing, it happened to me.
- The customer you called... - Darnit...
(BUZZ)
Look who's there.
Piranha, there are the twins.
While we're here... Let's go.
< Monica (screams): Giovanni! - Madonna...
- What are you doing here, Monica? - Have you seen the twins?
- No. < Monica: Are you sure?
Well, I would have noticed, really.
(CURSES)
Alright. where did they go, those two morons. I kill them.
Excuse me...
I don't have two sisters, but two ballasts.
I said one thing: stay at home.
< Don't come here. No, they don't hear us.
(SOUNDTRACK: SOFT MUSIC)
(VERSE OF AMAZING)
(gasp)
- Thank you... - Don Davide, have you seen the twins?
- No sorry. - I've seen them.
They told me they were looking a place to go shopping.
- Thank you. - Let's go?
Yes, bye...
Damn...
- I'll kill you. - Monica.
- Can we find out why you get so agitated? - The twins have gone shopping.
I get it, but you're in because of them.
They are two illegal women, it's time that they take their responsibilities.
You don't understand, you have to bring them home, right away. They have done a disgrace to the Piranha.
- Piranhas? - If they see them, they dry them.
- I mean, not dry in the sense... - I supposed.
- It's okay that... - I realize.
How can I help you? How can I resolve the situation?
No...
There is only one who can solve it.
(SOUNDTRACK: POP MUSIC)
(ENGINE ROAR)
- (In Roman dialect) Hello. - HI.
- That? - "Franchino er mortgage",
we trade him for the twins. The Piranha has already taken them.
But... beautiful here.
Have you seen? You criticized a lot and then you ended up on vacation too.
- I'm innocent. - Yes, yes...
Don't worry though, I didn't say anything to Alessio.
- Since when have you two been in touch? - (Laughs) Since he calls me.
- Look, Alessio loves me. - But you look at the absurdities of life...
- What do you tell yourself? - What does it matter to you?
Don't worry, the father figure has it.
- You, on the other hand, are you still with the Minister? - No, look, I'm not a Minister.
No, I'm not really with anyone and it doesn't concern you anyway.
No, please. And I was worrying.
I say, do you want to see that Monica poor thing, she took her head
than to associate with intellectuals does she get better too?
No, don't worry, I only attend a priest.
I help lend a hand to the recent underprivileged and to the poor owners like us.
- What's this guy doing here? - Excuse me, is this me?
John works here and he even found me a place.
- Why are you talking about me as if I weren't there? - Do you understand, John?
- He's a bum-bumper. -No, it's kind, he thinks.
- So why don't you give her a hand? - I would gladly give it but, it seems,
according to Monica I don't have the ascendant that she has on criminals.
Sergius...
Take those two home for me.
(CONTINUOUS SOUNDTRACK)
(SOUNDTRACK: POP MUSIC)
(CONTINUOUS SOUNDTRACK)
Come on, come on. You made me waste a lot of time.
- (In chorus) Where the hell are we going? - How was I supposed to come, by bus?
One on top of the other, you stand. Move.
Hi Daddy. Look, I wanted to tell you thatโฆ
- You forgot to pay my rent. - It's been a very complicated month.
- Are you all right, daddy? - Yes, everything is fine.
Only hard work, deadlines, then the arrival of Mo... (he stops)
"Mo" what, dad?
Agnes, a lot of work, I'm overworked. Is everything okay there?
Don't worry, papi, I promised you. No kids in here.
No, no boys in general, you are there to study.
All right, dad. Popes...
Popes...
< Don Davide: Everything should be there.
- Dad! Yes, sorry!
Excuse me, tell me everything. < Agnese: I wanted to ask you...
- Could you give me some extra money? - Certain. Money, why?
- How are you, Agnes, is everything all right? - Yes, yes, everything is fine.
- I had some groceries. - All right, I'll make you a bank transfer right away...
- A kiss, beautiful love. We will talk later. - HI...
(SOUNDTRACK: POP MUSIC)
< Cheers! - Thank you, Father David.
Please.
< Monica: What do you want now?
Here you are...
- Where is it good to go? - What do you want?
Why? Sorry, I can't have I too the impulse to do good?
(PANTS)
(SOUNDTRACK: POP MUSIC)
(BUZZ)
(BARK)
I know, Monica, it's a difficult situation.
As? It's not for that.
I had a hit homesick for my home.
Here we are.
Voila!
Thank you.
Good morning Mrs. Ines.
If you keep bringing him stuff, these offenders will never leave.
we are christians, we just do our duty.
Well, your duty would be baptizing,
confirm and pray, that there is so much need.
Amen.
- Man, she loves you, the old woman. - Not just her.
You made a lot of friends, around here.
(BUZZ)
< Monica: Pasta.
- Good morning thank you. - Pasta...
But you have to make this simple.
Oil, tomato, a basil leaf. Understood?
- Understood. - No turmeric!
- Cumin no, worse, it has nothing to do with it. - Got it. Thank you.
HI.
Of course it would be necessary here too a redevelopment project.
Projects are welcome, but we are here for immediate help.
Commendable, but not like this...
It doesn't help to change people's life.
Instead, you change it with the culture ahead?
Do you realize that everything here is abusive? Water, electricity, gas...
It's dangerous, it should be renovated everything is rented out to families.
-He's here... < Man: Thank you.
But if they had the money for the rent, do you think they occupied?
Saint Ambrose already said it in the fourth century: private property is theft.
- The commons is an important thing. All right...
So we just stood still, real estate to the 70s, that's fine.
Forget it. Let's go on like this.
- Let's do this thing and then let's go. - I know why it gnaws at you.
We feel.
Because the priest is more communist than you.
-He doesn't bother me, not at all. Absolutely not. - No?
- It gnaws at you... - No.
- It's bugging you. - It really doesn't bother me.
He really eats you.
Giovanni, there is the Presidency online and wants you.
- Ready?
The President will be there around 12:30 and security did the job.
It's useless to remind her how much the President is enthusiastic
for its high civilian value of what you have done.
- Good job and see you later. - Thank you.
Guys, don't panic. It was just the presidency.
(sings) Old man...
They will say you are old
With all that strength that is in you
Old!
(gasps)
Holiness! Sorry, I didn't tell her.
No, I wanted to tell you that here in front...
the works are finished.
She greeted her ...
- defaulter? - No, nope...
That's my guarantor. He's not... defaulting.
- Will be... - It won't be, it is!
- He's my guarantor, period. He's not moronic. - Will be...
- Will be... - Will be.
< Monica: It will be...
< Giovanni: Here is the ice sculpture by master Yoshitomo.
< It's a Japanese carp, symbol of courage.
Will be...
Looks like frozen fish to me.
So are you done? Are you leaving?
Yes, we're opening tomorrow.
- We don't see each other anymore? - Why?
We should just decide how...
where and when.
So let's do it tonight. I get off at 6. Only that at midnight I have to go back.
Like Cinderella. So if you lose the slipper I'll come looking for you.
Find me now, I have 41.
(SOUNDTRACK: SOFT MUSIC)
- What is this FREGNO? - It's an electric scooter.
- Is not it beautiful? - Wasn't a moped better?
No, the moped pollutes, that is zero impact. Can I afford?
Wait... I had my hair done.
You just have to push and accelerate at the same time. Look.
You push and accelerate here, with this button.
< So. - It does not work.
- Accelerate simultaneously. - Oh God, it's THE FINS.
- Good. - Do the FINS.
- And... let's go. - Go slowly, John.
- You are here? - Giovanni, don't go away, wait.
Man, how ugly are you with this helmet.
(LAUGHS)
You are beautiful you...
(CONTINUOUS SOUNDTRACK)
- Here we are. - Shall we leave it here? You don't have a chain,
- a kryptonite? - Don't worry, these are shared.
Available to all, shared.
- In fact, I DON'T do these things. - Come on.
If something is mine, it is mine. If it's yours, it's yours.
- Yes. Look how wonderful. - Handsome.
- But where is the gallery? - It's this one. This is a large museum.
Because I thought "gallery" type tunnel
< Monica: Indeed it seemed strange to me. < Giovanni: I want to show you something.
< Come.
(SOUNDTRACK: SOFT MUSIC)
< Giovanni: Isn't it wonderful? < Monica: (In Roman dialect) Sure.
< Giovanni: See, Pluto grabs Proserpina, she tries to rebel.
Tense muscles, look, her hands sink into her flesh.
Really, she looks at her thigh. You don't have a cellulite thread, MORTACCI SUA.
< Wow, how nice, Giovanni! When Alessio comes back, I'll take it there.
- Rather how is Alessio? -He's fine, he's in England,
- to Wor-... it doesn't come to me, anyway... - (Laughs) Agnese too, in London,
-In college, she's finishing her last year. - All right, Alessio went to work.
He didn't DO much in school. Is Agnese, on the other hand, good?
Yes, she is good. She seems happy to me, yes.
Alessio doesn't say anything to me. It's okay that I haven't heard much of it lately,
because... how I explained it to him this situation?
John, I am innocent.
I know.
Come on let's go.
- Where do we go? - Follow me.
John, go slowly, please, because she falls.
(JOHN LAUGHS)
(SOUNDTRACK: SOFT MUSIC)
- We stop? - Here we are.
- You come. - What is this closet?
It's a surprise, trust me. These are yours.
- Shall we go fishing? - You'll see how wonderful it is.
First of all, look at this.
- The holy ladder? - There is nothing holy.
It's a spiral staircase. Isn't she wonderful?
- You come. - Pretty. Under?
Look up and look down.
- You see? There is a river. - Yes.
- You come. Give me your hand. - It's not easy.
- Hold me. - Lean back. Yes.
(LAPSING WATER)
- John, where are we? Where do we get? - You come.
- Can't we know where we are? - Attention.
You come. Here we are.
Where we are?
Look.
(SURPRISE VERSE)
< Monica: HOLY BITCH!
(JOHN LAUGHS)
Is that the Trevi fountain?
< John: We are inside the Trevi Fountain.
< Monica: I can't believe it...
When they were little, Pamela and Sue Ellen they came with a magnet.
- But how? - To get the change.
(They laugh)
Nope, well...
Madonna, Giovanni... beautiful.
Thank you.
To you.
(CONTINUOUS SOUNDTRACK)
(NOISE OF HEELS)
Sorry, I have heels.
You come.
Yes.
Madonna, John...
(VERSE OF AMAZING)
- Beautiful, is not it? - Geez...
- Wonderful. - The sword.
- You've never been to this place before? - No.
- Think it's yours too. - Yeah, for sure.
Yes, it's ours.
But what do you want, you're from Milan?
< John: Milan...
- Do you know what they say in Milan? - As?
(In Milanese) In Milan he never sits on his hands.
I'm not following you.
When I was little, in Milan they only came to work.
Many found her melancholy, but we have always loved him.
Others ugly, perhaps for this reason we put her in the good dress.
No, we don't.
Rome is always beautiful, even if you kick it.
That's right, beautiful things we take them for granted.
(CONTINUOUS SOUNDTRACK)
("PERIPHERY" RINGTONE BY RENATO ZERO)
- Things? - Damn it... the alarm clock.
(gasps)
- It's a quarter to midnight! Run. - Now?
Run! The nuns, the chain, run!
Don Davide, sorry, I was late. It doesn't happen anymore.
Don't worry, go.
What are you doing? Do you escape?
No, they cut off the light to the occupied building.
Those people have been there for three days in the dark and I have to do something.
- What do you want to do? - I want to try to reattach it.
Are you capable of it?
Got it, come on, come on.
(BUZZ)
- Good evening, Father... - Good evening.
- We have been without light for three days. - Yes, we're here on purpose.
< Father David: We're here on purpose, but... no, no!
It's fine, calm down. Wait a second.
- Now we find a solution. - We've been like this for three days.
< Don Davide: We're here on purpose. We find a solution!
We try to help out. Ma'am, did you start cooking in the dark?
There was no light. I had to pull out all the meatballs, otherwise...
(Both) They thawed.
< Lady: Are they good? < Monica: But I believe they are good.
Do we throw them away? We don't throw anything away.
(VERSE OF APPRECIATION)
(ALL) Good!
Ma'am, one thing... you can tell me where you are the electric central unit, the general one?
Yes, there's a ladder ahead here. Go downstairs, there's the station.
All right, come with me.
Meatballs are good a little behind in salt but good.
(BUZZ)
< Woman: Hurry up to send us home.
- Shine me some light with the torch. - Yes.
Shed some light here.
- What did you bring, let me see. - Candelabrum, our Lord...
- Our Lord... - Goblet...
You couldn't take a pincer, Don David?
One pincer, one thing...
We use this...
- A burglary with the candelabrum. - Eye.
- Well... - Light me up.
Eye.
- Maybe just remove the seal. - No, you can't. He is a crime.
We steal the light, we stick to it.
Right.
Do one thing.
- Take that cable... - Yes?
That one.
Not that, no!
That other one, otherwise we'll blow up.
What do we do, do we try?
(SHOUTS OF JUBILEE)
(APPLAUSE, BOOSTS)
COME ON!
It's all thanks to Monica...
COME ON!
< Woman: Well done!
- Hey... - No, well...
< Madam: You did it small, the damage.
Oh shit.
(DROPS FALLING)
(SOUNDTRACK: VOLTAGE MUSIC)
(MOBILE PHONE VIBRATION)
Ready?
- What? - John, what's going on?
- It's a huge hindrance! - John!
John!
(BARK)
< Camilla: Yes, we will try certainly to recover. Of course!
< Listen to me, please, I understand the size of your investment...
< Ready!
Shit!
Hey!
The sponsors have given up on us, they no longer give us a lira.
John, will you stop, please? They blocked the wire transfers, do you understand that?
You understand I just made the call hardest of my life?
I've stood the highest office of the state. What do you want me to tell you?
At least this place we recovered it.
Who cares about this place. I never set foot here again.
I'm looking for sponsors, I don't do charity. Maybe you and I didn't understand each other.
No, I guess not.
You and I didn't understand each other, no.
John, arriving I saw the Police in front of the parish.
- I'd check if I were you. - Police?
Yes...
Don Davide, images don't lie, they are very clear.
< This is electricity theft, with the aggravating circumstance of violence on things,
< article 625 of the Penal Code.
You, tonight, at 1:19, she entered the electrical room
in the company of... how to say...
Don Davide, what was he doing at that hour at night, in the company of a trans?
Yes, indeed I was with a transsexual, but I don't know her name.
She just helped me in and exit the electrical cabinet, then...
the rest I did by myself.
< How do we want to proceed? < Policeman: How to say, Don Davide...
Hey, will you stop? Do you want to stop?
(Screams) Go away, you never realize account of what you do!
Now is it my fault? My fault for everything...
Now it's useless to get pissed, it's gone bad sushi, you know what a tragedy.
Monica, this was not one of your aperitifs.
You fucked up a great cultural event.
Still? We went to hang up the light to people standing on the street.
Are you still talking to me about culture?
- Giovanni, you don't eat with culture! - (Screams) Enough, enough!
"Do not eat"! I give information to you and your Soviet priest!
With culture you eat, damn it!
For these inaugurations, Right now,
throughout the city there are dozens of events, which they worked on
not just assholes like me but also transporters, designers, workers,
waiter, all people who hasn't worked for months.
Just see That's my fault too...
I'll give you another piece of information: this place was funded by sponsors
which they sent us serenely to take a shit and also, listen to me carefully,
from public money, that is, our taxes, mine and yours.
- Not mine, I've never paid for them. - Monica, fuck you!
I go there.
("PRELUDE 1" BY BACH IN THE BACKGROUND)
(BUZZ)
(In Roman dialect) Jonathan, Enzo, but what are you doing? Come here!
- Mom, we want to see. - What?
(Recite) Yes! The eyeโฆ look
This is why it is essential
< He's the only one Who can notice the beauty
("DANCE OF THE KNIGHTS" BY PROKOFIEV IN THE BACKGROUND)
So beauty is alive, it shows So it's real
< Let's say better That can happen to see her
< But that sometimes it reveals itself There is no doubt
< The problem is having eyes And not knowing how to see
< Don't look at the things that happen Not even the slightest warp of reality
(Recite) Eyes closed Eyes that can no longer see
Who are no longer curious
< Which they don't expect Let nothing ever happen
< Maybe because they don't believe That beauty exists
But on the desert of our streets She passes
< Breaking the finite limit
Filling our eyes Of infinite desire
< Movie: Is your fear gone?
< Fear? But what fear?
(SHOUTS OF JOY)
< I would never go down again!
< Oreste is my man and I am his wife.
< Who gave him happiness, that he had never known.
< I am the wife, ugly delin...
(LAUGHS)
(SHOUTS OF PAIN)
(BOUNDARY MUSIC CONTINUES)
(MUSIC FADES OUT)
(INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE)
< Man: Don Davide, I'm sorry. All documents are there...
that we have collected. There are complaints.
This is for her.
Goodbye thanks.
(FATIGUE VERSE)
- What did they want? - They were those of the ASL.
They say the canteen isn't in order, lack of the necessary hygienic parameters.
(VERSE OF INSUFFERENCE)
They were the ones from the neighborhood to report us, they had been wanting to do it for months.
The blackout was just an excuse.
Why, sometimes, going against the rules is the only way.
Now how do I tell those people that the canteen is no longer there?
(SOUNDTRACK: MELANCHOLIC MUSIC)
(BUZZ)
- Tidy up... < Sister Catena: Well, boys, here.
(To himself) What time is it? What are you doing?
< Sister Catena: Thank you, then the pasta...
< We'll put this here... - What happens?
Don Davide needed a space
and we found it perfectly in rule with local health authorities and with all permits.
< Sister Catena: Well done, boys. - Don David!
- Monica, good morning. - Good morning.
Maybe it's not clear, we change register. Come on, come on!
< Giovanni: Come on, come on. < Sister Catena: Most holy Madonna...
< John: Good! To the space I live!
- Let me have something too. - Come on.
< Sister Catena: Well done... < John: Come on.
< Don Vincenzo: Come on! Let's not slack off, come on!
See how he has cheered up, don Vincenzo?
< Lightning bolt today.
(BUZZ)
Here, over there, thank you.
Thank you...
That goes there.
< Giovanni: We've done the math with our solitudes
< and we learned a lesson:
< how important and necessary it is stand next to each other,
< talk, get together...
< for this the restaurant of living space
took a different route from what we expected.
It has become a canteen open to all. It came naturally to us to do so,
because we saw our friends become the new poor
and food becomes a necessity.
We too have changed.
Because we understand that people are not numbers.
Because numbers are needed, it's true, but they don't tell who we are.
< The health of our family, the education of our children,
< leisure, poetry, beauty,
the value of the community that has been formed after the months we've been through.
In essence, numbers don't calculate
what makes life worthy of being lived.
- Kennedy, right? - No, his name is John.
a friend of mine, his brain is WHISTLING.
Thank you.
- His smoking head... - Yes, I see.
Are we together tonight?
- And what about the freshness? - The coolness is gone...
There never was.
Come to me.
I get it though, 20 minutes to midnight.
- Now that... - Yes, indeed, in 20 minutes
go and come back again...
- I just don't know if I can guarantee... - Between one thing and another...
We can't do it, no.
Real.
(softly) You come up to me.
- (Softly) In the nuns' lodgings? - Let's be slow.
(SNORE)
Take a seat.
- I'm going to the toilet for a moment. - Yes.
(BED CREAK)
Oh my God, he's dead. - Sorry, I was...
- Do not do it again. < Sorry.
(SCREAM CROW)
- Excuse me... - Yes, I know, I didn't tell you.
With Signora Forchetta it becomes difficult, I don't know if I feel like it.
Here we are.
Excuse me.
(SOUNDTRACK: SOFT MUSIC)
- Ale, can you hear me? - Yes, mom, I hear you.
When are you coming back, mom has to tell you something nice.
All right.
However when I go back to Rome, I too have to tell you something nice.
- Hello, mother's love. - Hello Mom.
Beautiful love, can't wait to see you, you know? I'm really happy.
So we have a nice chat, because we have a lot of things to tell each other.
Yes, daddy, it's true. Many things.
Hello, my beautiful love.
Hi Daddy.
(CONTINUOUS SOUNDTRACK)
What do you say? How will they take it this time?
No, this time everything will be easier.
This time we have to tell him, we can't always hide.
No.
Calm.
< Monica: Hi. < Vale: Hello.
- Hello, Armandino. - Hi, Monica.
- Come on, Tories! - Hi Monica!
Hello, little one. Listen to me.
- Thanks, Monica. HI. - Hello Francesca.
Thank you Monica.
- Don Vincenzo, don't run around! - Dear Monica, haste is of the devil.
If you say so, I trust you, Your Holiness.
Listen, pious man, if you happen to come to Bastogi,
I recommend, for anything, come see me. Understood?
Thank you Monica.
Let's at least give each other a hug.
I mean really, you are welcome in Bastogi. Calm.
Quiet and Bastogi, it really is an oxymoron.
- We understood each other. - All right...
- Well, goodbye, everyone. - (In chorus) Hello!
(In chorus) Hello, Monica!
< Sister Catena: Come back soon. No...
< Adios, Monica. - Adios, Josรจ, the fun is over.
(SISTER CATENA LAUGHS)
(In chorus) Hello, Monica!
< I thought, Monica, it's just the twins Do they know right away that we're together?
But what do they understand? Then you are the guarantor, you are accompanying me.
Yes, but maybe coming...
let's try to do one thing UNDERSTATEMENT.
- Now? Here? - No, I mean inconspicuous.
No, my pleasure.
No one lines up.
(SHOUTS OF JUBILEE)
- Madonna! - DEATHS...
Madonna, why are they attacking us, Monica?
They are celebrating us!
- Monica! - Beautiful!
(In chorus) Monica! Monica!
< Monica: Be good, let me out!
Beautiful!
Monica!
(STADIUM HORNS AND APPLAUSE)
But what did they do? How wonderful! Thank you
(APPLAUSE, SHOUTS OF ACCLAMATION)
(In chorus) Monica! Monica!
- Monica, this is Jordan. Give him a kiss. - Honey, who am I, the Pope?
Aunt's love, I'll bite you.
Now that you've arrived, we can christen him. Please, bring the Minister.
Oh my, John. Here, hold it for a moment.
John, let me pass.
Stop! Stop!
(TRUMPETS AND SHOUTS)
< Monica: Let him get some air!
- Tell him to stop, I'm afraid. - Don't worry, come. Breathe, get some air.
She accompanied me, she made a mess to get me out early!
(SHOUTS OF EXULTANCE)
No, but there's no problem.
(In chorus) Minister! Minister!
Tom Thumb, don't touch him!
- Do not touch it! - Go, Minister!
(in Roman dialect) Minister, you must come too.
A Minister at Baptism we never had that!
You will never have it because I'm not a Minister.
(SHOUTS OF ACCLAMATION)
(In chorus) Minister! Minister!
< Monica: Thank you!
(SHOUTS CONTINUE)
(singing) Monica, Monica!
- Thank you! < Tom Thumb: Minister!
It's not that he finds me something, I've been out of work since the blackdown?
Stop it, you've never worked in your life yours and now the blackdown is to blame.
(SIGH OF RELIEF)
- What it was? A pagan rite? - What? John, I don't understand you.
Not feeling well, give him a glass of water.
< John: Thank you. < Pamela: You're welcome.
- What have you done? - (in chorus) What have we done?
Here. Where is Alexei's door?
We shared house. You weren't there and we sublet it.
- What did you put in? - Ten Little Indians.
You have started reading Agatha Christie?
No, they are really Indians. They are small and so cute.
- They are not seen and cannot be heard. - Everyone in Alessio's room?
- How do they get in there? - In fact, there are only six of them there.
The other four stay in your room.
(SOUNDTRACK: INDIAN MUSIC)
(In chorus) Hello.
HI.
(THEY SPEAK INDIAN)
(MUSIC STOPS)
I'm back in jail but this time for murder!
- No! monica... - No, Monica!
Minister, we did it for earn some money honestly.
Indeed, Monica, it's always better than stealing.
- But you tell me... - Come on...
- But you tell me... - Anyway, given the situation, I would go.
- HI. - HI.
- HI. - HI.
(SHOUTS OF JUBILEE)
- (Softly) No. They don't go. - No, these are not leaving.
You better stay to sleep here.
But Monica, I have nothing.
We find one thing. There is something left of Sergio.
(softly) Excuse me, excuse me.
- Where I sleep? There is no niche. - Yes...
(LIGHT SNORING)
(NOISE OF DISHES)
- Excuse me, what time is it? - 5:20.
- And why do you fry? - We have breakfast.
(SURPRISE VERSE)
- Happy birthday, Jordan! - (In chorus) Congratulations!
< Woman: Congratulations! < Man: Here's the porchetta!
(In chorus) Porchetta, porchetta!
-But why is she dressed the ... - The porchetta?
Dress elegant. Like everyone, right?
Pamela, Sue Ellen, put us aside two pieces of pork rind.
(In chorus) Don't worry, we'll take care of it.
- What is pork rind? - The skin, the scab.
(In chorus) Porchetta, porchetta!
("STRANGE LOVES" BY LAURA PAUSINI AT THE KARAOKE)
< Man: Then how did it end? - Nothing, I even had to hit him.
I punched him in the face, she hurt me too.
- Who are you talking about? - By Frank the Colombian,
- they arrested him a month ago. - Malandra's cousin from Tor de Schiavi?
- No, it was the one in Centocelle. -He was from Centocelle.
Then he moved to Torre Spaccata, now he is in Tor Tre Teste under house arrest.
But no, that was the Scarred One, don't you remember?
The one that had the house in via Foca the Donkey. It was him.
Excuse me.
< Man: Hands up!
(SONG CONTINUES)
("NEVER TELL HIM" BY GIGI D'ALESSIO IN THE DISTANCE)
Hey...
Everything OK? What are you feeling?
Monica, honestly, when you think Will this kidnapping end?
We've been eating for eight hours. Tomorrow Alessio will arrive, we need to talk to him.
I would like to get there alive.
In fact I wanted to tell you that he lands in Fiumicino at 12:30, it's like this...
since they are attached to the airport...
I had thought of organizing a lunch, to an intimate little thing in Coccia di Morto.
Intimate? At Coccia di Morto?
John...
I want to tell everyone that we are together.
(they keep singing)
(MOBILE PHONE RING)
Excuse me.
It's Light.
- How's it going, Luce? - John...
You haven't come to see yet my new olfactory.
You know I value your opinion. Can't you come by tomorrow?
- No, unfortunately I can't tomorrow. - Tell her to come.
- So we tell her too. - Excuse me for a moment, Luce.
- Oh God, Monica, I do not think the case. - Will you pass it to me, please?
- Light! How are you, beautiful? - Honey, I'm fine. And you?
Well. Listen, I wanted to tell you that tomorrow we organized a lunch out.
< Do you want to come? - Beautiful.
- We have to surprise you. < Yes.
- Why not? Listen, where do I have to come? - Nice little place, nothing much.
- His name is Coccia di Morto. - (Softly) Coccia de Morto.
- Coccia di Morto, they say. - (Laughs) Coccia di Morto, what a cute name.
("BAILA CONMIGO" IN THE BACKGROUND)
Minister, you are always in the middle... He has become a regular.
(In chorus) Beautiful Sergio, our Sergio!
Beautiful you.
- Did you invite him? No, here. - What are you doing here?
He called me Alessio, he said he has to talk to us.
- He, on the other hand, what is he doing here? - None of your business.
Excuse me but 120 euros Seems a bit excessive to me.
Thank God I brought you there, taxis don't even come here.
(ROMB OF THE MOTOR)
(SCREAM OF FEAR)
(MUSIC IN THE DISTANCE)
(in Roman dialect) Look, the perfumer also arrives.
Hey!
(In French) I'm coming!
-What did he say? - That arrives.
Excuse me...
- Here we are. - Hi beautiful.
- HI. - HI.
- (In chorus) Good morning, Signora Croce. - (Laughs) It's Luce, my name is Luce.
- Nice bag. - I'll cut off your hands.
Here is Alessio, Alessio! Mother's love!
Hi love!
Madonna, how beautiful it is!
But did he come with the little girl? You see, she didn't tell us anything.
Madonna...
But it's Agnes.
- Yes... - Here it is...
- And she? - And he?
- And she? - And you?
- Alexei! - Dad.
- Agnes.. - Mom.
(In chorus) It's them!
- Here we go again. - I have a turn of the head, me.
But what a turn of the head, be calm. Hold on here.
Listen, listen...
Guys, the fact that you are here, together, it's good.
Why...
Monica and I want to tell you, everyone, one important thing.
(SURPRISE VERSE)
(In chorus) Oh God, she's pregnant!
-Mom, she went like this. - Look, we become relatives! Come here.
< Twins: Congratulations! < Alessio: Thank you.
< Twins: How nice!
(SOBS)
< Sergio: Sit down.
< Twins: How happy we are, best wishes!
And now?
I do not know.
- Mom. - Yes?
And you? What did you have to tell us?
- That... - What should we tell you?
< John: What...
(SOUNDTRACK: "JERUSALEMA" BY MASTER KG)
- Here, come on! - But where are you going?
- Where I go? - Where are you going?
Broom!
Papers, primera, pennies and seven handsome.
(DISAPPROVAL VERSE)
(in Neapolitan) Here, take these too!
Damn death...
(CONTINUOUS MUSIC)
(MUSIC FADES OUT)
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