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Shh!

Go, Peter.

Rose.

Rosa, come on, please, come. Let's go.

Come on!

Go!

Pietro, they rang.

Peter?

Here they are!

How beautiful we are! Oh mama!

Do you want to give me the backpack?

You said hello to grandma, huh?

Huh, love? What do you have colors in here?

Let me see a little.

- Where is grandfather?
-He is studying.

Now he comes.
Let's let him study a little more and then...

- Wonders!
- Here's grandpa.

Come to grandfather.

How is it going?

Are you afraid I'll tickle you?

Come here! Come here!

Now, you're all my stuff.

I no longer exist!

- HI.
- HI.

- How are you?
- Fine you?

Well.

My property here, isn't it?

Here comes the monster that eats you!

I'll tickle you crazy!

I'm tickling both of you like crazy!

Will you eat with us?

No, I have to go to work.
See you directly tonight.

Is there any hassle?

I don't know, I'm working
to something about dad.

- Something about dad?
- Yes.

What?

I have to solve it.

You're mysterious, huh?

There is no school law
on which he has not had his say.

He always expressed himself.

Our house was a bustle of students
who came and returned to thank him.

-And to ask him how he was.
- I know, Emma.

Now I'll see what I can do with the list.

My father shouldn't end up on the list
with the others, but he must receive the prize.

- No.
- Hello, Luisa.

No, I cannot guarantee this.

And then, if someone says Vella to me today, I...

- HI.
- I think of you, not of Pietro.

You know how much I struggle if I'm sure
to be on the side of reason, right?

Yes I know.

We have to face an endless controversy,
and then, in the end, you give in.

I believe that Pietro does not meet the requirements.

There are criteria
to be respected by candidates,

and I didn't write them.

- I'll turn them over to you now, okay?
- We see.

- Absolutely. Did you turn them over to me?
- Yes.

Here practically…

- At that time?
- Luisa, one minute and he's here.

- Come on, we have to start.
- I give the green light!

Here, it meets all the requirements.

Above all,

“A distinguished student who can come
in the event of an award ceremony to praise him".

Does Teresa Quadraro tell you anything?

- Teresa Quadraro, the scientist?
- Yes.

-But was she one of your students?
-Are you illustrious enough?

Yes, we nominated her two years ago
as Knight of the Republic,

but she politely declined the invitation.

He hasn't been to Italy for many years.
Do you think he would accept?

- So?
- Everyone respected my father.

Everyone would do anything for him.

Well.

Gentlemen, you can have a seat.

The President of the Republic.

Good afternoon everyone.

You will surely have observed
very carefully…

- Should I talk to him?
- …the latest events…

No.

...who testified,
a difficult passage for the country

which, however, contributed
to shed even more light

a fundamental characteristic.

The ability to react to difficulties

united with great composure
and with great determination.

Loyalty to the constitutional provisions,

and respect for the role of founding country
of the European Community,

are and will be, the tracks on which
the recovery of our country will begin.

The whole country united, from north to south,
will know how to roll up his sleeves

will be able to respond appropriately
to the challenges we will face

above all, he will be able to meet commitments
than at an international level…

"Dear Professor Quadraro,

I hope the surname means something to you
to read this email,

without the frowning expression
of the one who is thinking,

'But who is this? What does she want? '

Instead, in Italy

no one could afford
that I don't know who she is.

But despite this,

I have impertinence
to ask her for a precious favor

in the name of a person
whom you know very well, my father.

The man who brought me to where I am.

she raised me
with affection, with example

showing me what a good man is.

Pietro Vella.

I know you're in Boston,

I know about her commitments and her greatness
of the results of her work

they could legitimately prevent him.

But I'll explain,

my father could receive
an important prize.

On love,

you are not the first, nor the last,
to have been in love in life.

Five thousand years of literature,

they come to meet us, give us a hand,
when we talk about love.

Poets are people just like us,

that they tried to describe,
with other words,

this strong and strange thing.

Exactly that
what we are trying to do now.

What do you really feel?
when you say you love.

If you think about it, actually,
experience a variety of feelings,

different.

What is it? Am I saying absurd things?

If you think about it, anger, resentment, envy,

these are all things that make you understand
that you are in love.

Let it spin.

- Fear…
- I have love!

- Fear. Me too.
- Love.

- Poetry is a concrete thing.
- Fear?

You, love? Go!

Yes love.

Let's see what you have given birth to.

At that time.
"When I love, I'm always pissed off."

Who is this?

He makes you laugh that they said:
“Pissed off.”

"I have a craving, I do absurd things,
I kind of forget everything."

Like you, when I question you.
You are all in love!

"Fortunately I have never loved,
love sucks."

Really!

"She is never equal,
it's always overwhelming."

Who wrote this one?

All right.

Professor, but today
shouldn't we have had a normal lesson?

Bell, what is this here?
Are you from the Ministry?

This is a normal lesson.

So, now let's see
what we learned.

So Campana is happy.

"Love and Fear."

All right? At that time…

Let's try to understand what the relationship is
between these two great themes.

Quadraro, do you want to add something?

No, professor,
It all seems very nice to me.

Ah, good.

"Dear Emma,
I have the impression of knowing her for years.

Even if her father spoke to me
of her only once,

when she was still a child

I'm glad you thought of me,
but, I really don't know what to answer.

because I met
many interesting people in my life,

but Pietro Vella, my professor
in a suburban high school

he is the only man I have loved,

and that, still today,
I seem to continue to love."

Quadraro.

Do you want a ride? Where are you going, home?

- You come.
- No thank you.

I'll take you…

So, see you tomorrow.

Rind!

- What do we do?
- No, I can't!

- I have Greco's question later.
- Quadraro.

Quadraro, please, come.

Besides, there's only a quarter of an hour to go.

But I would like to know if Greco,

you allow yourselves to do the same things
what do you do with me.

Professor, I'm going to help you.

It's amazing!

Thank you, Quadraro,
because otherwise there's no way out here.

We're going to review outside.

- Until we meet again.
- Everything OK?

Why did she want to walk me home yesterday?

It seemed kind of nice to me.

It is not true.

What's the truth then, sorry?

We're not there yet
with the program to the truth.

Quadraro, shall we ask this question?

Tell me something, come on.

What do we want to talk about?

Um…

Poena cullei?

The penalty of the sack, go.

It was the punishment reserved for parricides.

The condemned man was closed
inside a bag,

after being flogged
with blood-colored rods,

and after having put on a wolf's head,
or a wolf's womb.

- Oh, yes?
- Yes.

And it seemed particularly fascinating to me.

I knew it.

He was locked in the bag
with four animals,

a monkey, a dog,
a rooster and a viper.

Each animal had a different meaning.

The rooster, for example,
was considered the most ferocious animal,

and it was thought that he ate vipers,

therefore, some sort had to be created in the sack
of chain of killings.

The dog was considered
the most unfaithful animal.

The monkey was a species
of caricature of the human being.

Instead the viper, in my opinion,
it is the most interesting.

Then it's extraordinary,
we talk about these animals

only after the 2nd century AD,
therefore after the killing

- Caesar's...
- Okay, Quadraro, come on. Thank you.

Always a pleasure.

At least let's lift a little
the class average

Come on, but you got promoted, right?

Come on, will you stop Michele?

-How did it go for you, well?
- Only 45.

- Come on!
- At least they didn't saw me.

Exact.

So, Quadraro.

- Professor.
-She seems to have gone well.

It seems so.

Listen to me.

She, with the abilities that she has,
she can do whatever she wants.

- Maybe, professor.
- If you remember!

Thanks to her. Thanks for everything
what she taught us.

- Have a happy holiday.
- Her too, really.

Goodbye professor, I'm going to say hello.

So, guys,
Have you decided what you will do at university?

How many Engineering?

- HI.
- How many?

Are you happy?

- Are you also Engineering?
- I Philosophy.

- Philosophy?
- Philosophy.

Quadraro.

- Professor.
- Hey! Good!

- You'll do Mathematics, right?
- Yes and…

- And her?
- I?

But I'm happy with Letters at the moment.

I'll do it a few more years, then we'll see.

Anyway, guys,
whatever you choose is fine,

anyway you always have the opportunity to change.

Try to do what makes you feel good,
try to be happy.

In the meantime, go on holiday and rest.

Then we'll think about it. All right?
You made a good effort!

Thank you, professor.

Thanks to you.

All right, I'm going.

- HI!
- Hi everyone.

- HI!
- HI!

- HI.
- Happy holidays.

- To her too.
- Happy holidays.

A round of applause for the professor!

Vella!

Building!

- He's still here!
- Who can we see!

How you have grown!

- Are you going back to the scene of the crime?
- Let's go to the professor.

Okay, bye.

- Of course they are small!
- Yes.

Yes.

No! We are certainly more beautiful, cooler.

- Yes.
- Can we?

Good morning!

- Good morning.
- Hey!

How is it going?

- At that time?
- Everything OK?

- How are you?
- What a pleasure! Look who shows up again!

So,
you are in contact with everyone.

- Yes.
- The others?

Franceschelli enrolled in Medicine,
and Guerrazzi does physiotherapy.

- Ah! You see?
- Already.

And Quadraro? You didn't tell me about her.

I think he was wrong about her.

She didn't come, professor.

She is a waitress.

The more brilliant they are, the worse they are.

Cotenna has already built the car.

Yes, but I pay it in installments. I have a permanent job.

Then if it wasn't for her,
who knows at this time...

Come on!

Sorry, tell me a little more about Quadraro.

Eh!

She got lost.

Yes.

- HI.
- At that time?

What are you doing here?

Eh, I was over…

How is it going?

Well.

They all came to visit me,
less than you. You disappeared.

So I said, "I'll go."

- You did well.
- Teresa.

If the gentleman wants to eat,
there is room here.

A thousand thanks.

- Are you calling me familiar now?
- You're not my professor anymore, right?

Do you want to eat something?

In reality, I had passed
to have a chat.

Do you have some time?

I don't know, because he suits me
a bit breathing down my neck.

- I mean after working hours.
- Especially after working hours.

- Okay, then I'm leaving.
- No, whatever.

- Stay.
- What is the specialty of the house?

I am the house specialty.

- Is he free?
- Please.

- Thank you.
- Good evening.

- Welcome.
- A thousand thanks.

- Can you bring us the bill, please?
- Yes.

Free?

And the daughter who had the flu,
and his wife who scolds him.

- At that time?
- At that time.

You can tell me now, finally,
what are you doing at the fish restaurant?

It's fun.

But the university?

What do you know?

I know you would have been the best.

And they told me it's been a year
that you no longer frequent. Real?

You know I get bored easily, right?

Even now I'm getting bored,
because you're about to give a boring speech.

You were the best.

You were the one who forced us to be good.

What does it mean? Meaning what?

How could I force you to be good?

You loved us.

It doesn't seem like a serious thing to me.
What's wrong, excuse me?

For others, nothing.

Except that, with me,
you also put a little love into it...

and I wasn't used to it.

Beer?

Health.

What is it?

You know it…

which was not right to desire
someone my age, right?

- In what sense?
- We weren't equals.

Sincerity?

Huh? Two minutes.

Okay. So, hand on heart.

I wanted you.

However, I have never been ambiguous.

I have always treated everyone as equal.

What does it mean.

I have never been ambiguous with you.

Letters cheats,
and Mathematics tells the truth.

Thank you, professor.

And thanks for not leaving me a tip,
I would have felt a little uncomfortable.

Promise me you'll think about it at university?

You're in time to go back.

You have all the time you want.

Now continue the tour
of former students?

Come on, please.

But do you live here?

- Back there.
- Own house and shop.

I was pleased.

He fell, shh! Who cares!

Wait, just a moment.

- Give me two minutes.
- Yes, okay.

Two minutes.

She apologizes.

Shh!

Things?

- Huh?
- I don't know, nothing.

Like nothing? She felt…

It's not like anyone's going up, right?

No.

Sorry, it's horrible, I know.

But then it's all more fun.

- Good morning.
- Hey.

Good thing you woke up!
Otherwise I risked not saying hello to you.

I have to go away.

The coffee is ready.

And then, I made you a diagram,
this morning, to recover.

So that you take exam after exam.

You have all the time,
day by day, every exam.

Meanwhile, for the first session.

You have the whole house to yourself.

I put the books for you,
and everything you need.

Understood? If you work,
consistently, slowly, slowly…

You…

Alright.

Take your time, have breakfast,
do what you want, as long as you study.

A little at a time,
and you'll see that it's all easy.

Did you understand?

Come on.

Oh, but!

Didn't my little plans suit you?

It's obvious that you write letters.

I'm coming, sorry!

What's the problem?

- Did you take everything?
- Yes, I think it's the last one.

Give me.

I'll take care of it.

She-Excuse me just a moment.
- Yes.

Here I am!

For education.

We didn't introduce ourselves.

- HI.
- Marcello.

Pretty. Peter.

Do you know that she is an orphan?

Yes. I lost too
parents as a boy…

You also know that you are taking them away
independence, right?

I think if she continues studying,
she can have it…

Will you let go of my hand, please?

Excuse me…

Thank you both for this
tearful moment, come on, come on!

- Sorry, you hurt me!
- Come on, let's go.

-She hurt me, she holds me…
- Go, go...

Just because she told me she respects you,
and she never respects anyone.

- You don't have to give me permission, you know.
- I know, love. HI!

I know how they captured
unicorns in the Middle Ages.

They practically sent
the girl in the woods and they thought

that the unicorn would be attracted
from her virginity.

Cool, right?

The unicorn.

You want?

With that brown tie!

- Oh, God, not that tie!
-But she looked at you one way!

Yes, she was very ugly.

- What is it?
- Wait for me a minute.

There are some people I know.

- But it's Pietro! Peter?
- But why?

- HI!
- Good evening!

- Hey!
- Peter!

- Hey!
- HI!

- At that time? Excuse me.
- Go and say hello, right?

Go!

Good evening.

- Good evening.
- How is it going?

Well.

- HI.
- HI.

- At that time?
- We're about to have dinner.

- How are you?
- Well, everything's fine.

I'm with a former student
that she just graduated.

Congratulations, best wishes!

- Letters?
- No, Mathematics.

- Mathematics?
- Yes. Among other things, a mathematician…

Then, in a very short time, with a…

In short, tell it.

Complicated?

Yes…

Among other things, in a very short time.

You put the theory of…
What is the name of the thesis you did?

- The theory of knots.
- The theory of knots. From the…

It is a branch of Topology.

Another geometry of fairness.

It will be very difficult!

Yes, there are knots
of curves intertwined in space.

- In short, something very far from us!
- Indeed!

Guys, come on, I'll let you eat,
so let's go and celebrate.

- All right.
- Good evening and best wishes.

- Thank you. Later.
- No, instead I think we stay here.

- Meaning what?
- You want your friends to like me.

- In what sense, sorry?
- I'm not your trained dog.

Hi, I'm Teresa.

- Joanna.
- Hello, Giovanna.

I don't give a shit
of what there is between you and Giovanna.

No.

I swear, I don't care if you fuck.

Truly.

The only thing that hurts me is
if you are ashamed to be with me.

No, sorry!

Is that this former student
he's been sleeping in her bed for two years now.

Giovanna, I'm not mad at you.

Bye, Pietro, see you at home.

- Let's have dinner.
- HI.

I think we don't!

Can you explain to me what you do?

Can you tell me what you're afraid of?

Were you afraid of me? Of them?

We are free people.

You are a free person,
I am too.

We can invent new rules, Pietro.

You love me, I love you, let's make love.

You hate me, good morning,
love, goodnight, love.

It's all beautiful,
I just want more than that.

All right.

- Right.
- Do we tell each other everything?

Let's tell each other everything.

- Really everything?
- Yes, everything.

Do you want to start?

Let's tell each other something
that we never told anyone?

Meaning what?

A secret.

- Why, do you have a secret?
- Yes, and you?

How, yes?

And you?

- I do not.
- That's a yes.

What? Who told you?

Are you ready?

Is this such a bad thing?

But no bullshit, okay?

It's serious, Pietro.

Come on, you start.

At that time?

It's a bad thing.

So, it's my turn?

Safe?

You know you won't like it, yeah?

You know, it's to bond us forever.
I'm ready.

In my opinion, we're screwing up.

Anyway.

That's how it is.

Excuse me.

Do you realize that this thing,
If it were known, would it destroy you?

But I love you.

- I do a lot.
- So what?

Come here.

Teresa?

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Good morning.

He missed the seminar
about drugs, professor.

Good morning.

Good morning, professor.

Do you think I'm limited?

You think I wouldn't have noticed!

And in your opinion, a limited person,
he graduated in Mathematics with 110 cum laude!

But you have no idea of the effort
what needs to be done to…

Oh, sorry. But are they at B?

- We have class...
- To the third.

On to the third! Excuse me!

But aren't you telling us anything?

- Did you write it?
- Yes.

It is a comment on the union statement.

It's very good.
Have you agreed this with the Section?

But no, what an agreement!

It seemed right to me
point out things.

This is great, you should get it published.

And who publishes it to me? There are two lines.

There were little things like that.

Thank you.

- Thanks for first.
- Forget about it.

I've never heard you like this
and I allowed myself…

- What are you doing, shall we go to the bar? Coffee?
- Yes.

Of course the school, the union,
refresher courses, but how do you do it?

I have a lot of free time.

And then I came out of a relationship recently,
so, I have even more.

Was it an important story?

A story.

What about you? What do you do in your free time?
Can you get some?

Yes.

I attend the faculty of Mathematics
at the University of Florence.

- Ah!
- Please.

How come?

Free work.

But I'm aiming for research, I'm almost there.

Ah, good.

And do you live with someone or are you alone?
If I may ask.

I'm engaged.

- Oh.
- Since I was 16.

Obviously, not with the same person.

And I'm finally getting married.

Come on!

In autumn.

How envious!

About me?

About him.

What a pity.

I can have your article read,

to a person who cares
of a magazine about school things?

Yes, certainly.

- But do you do sports?
- But what question is that?

Because you have muscular arms,
for one in mathematics.

- No. How?
- Huh?

- They seem regular to me.
- You have nice arms.

No one had ever told me that.

Muscle up a bit.

Eh!

Eh! Eh…

What a stupid thing.

Every now and then, there's a silly thing.

Stupid things are just stupid.

Don't you like it?

I won't tell you.

Mmm…

Not even in your ear?

Who's there?

Hey.

I told Carlo everything.

Everything, what?

All.

I'm not getting married anymore.

Are you done with your ex?

Me with him...

I don't want to be unfair to you.

Don't you want to get married anyway?

Huh?

Is it really over with your ex?

Pietro Vella!

You're still alive, damn you!

You swore
that you would love me forever

and after a year you have already forgotten me?

I didn't recognize you
with this hood.

How are you, then?

Well.

- Are you coming up?
- How? No.

- Come on, get in!
- No, I'm busy.

I know there's a new takeaway
which makes crazy substitutes.

- I know, but I can't.
- Five minutes and then I'll take you home.

- It's here, come on!
- Okay, five minutes, though.

- Yes.
- I'll lock the car.

Nothing, the usual.

Lately, I've been writing articles
on the state of schools in Italy,

but it's a small thing.

Imagine if it wasn't small
and if it wasn't a little thing.

And, don't you want to tell me anything about yourself?

There would be one thing.

- Another little thing?
- Actually, one thing.

Are you ready?

Not this Sunday,
next time, I'm getting married.

Do you know with whom?

With the Labaro, of Mathematics.

Do you remember her?

But really?

- Nadia, yes.
- Are you really getting married to Labaro?

Yes.

You chose my older copy.

- But stop it!
- You always liked mathematics, huh?

- But what?
- Anyway, I have some news too.

- Meaning what?
- I'm leaving.

Where are you going?

I got a bag
study in America.

Ah!

I had a boyfriend, a colleague,
who said, "It's either me, or America."

I said, "America."

You did well.

You were born right
with the fucking shirt, you!

You really managed to find an idiot
that she didn't realize who you are?

Will you finish it, please?

Do you love her like you loved me?

I won't even answer you.

- Are you calm with her?
- Yes, Teresa, I am very calm.

Were you not with me?

Will you stop, please?

- Do you know?
- Enough of this story. Enough!

Professor?

- Excuse me.
- No, sorry.

-Do you remember me?
- Of course!

- Rossella, right?
- Yes.

I saw her, and I wanted to thank her
for the advice you gave me years ago.

I followed him, and I did well. So…

- Certain.
- Thank you.

-Thank you, I was pleased.
- Me too.

- Good things. Hello lads.
- Good day!

I had to answer…

But what advice did you give her?

What the fuck do I know! That's already a lot
I remember what it was called!

I also believed that you were God.

Then, you told me you didn't exist.

Can you not trust God?

What the fuck are you talking about? I did not understand.

- What the fuck do I know.
- Ah, here it is.

However, you have a lot of nice qualities.

Who knows if it's Nadia,
the lucky one.

Let's hope so!

I believe so.

Are my five minutes over?

No, what does it have to do with it! Eats.

Have fun in America.

And you're good to Nadia.

And don't wear her out like you did me.

But if I loved you more
than anything else in my life.

Yes, more than anything!

You could have done better, you know?

- I could have done even worse.
- There's no doubt about that.

Be good.

Look, I know too
some terrible things about you,

that could ruin your life.

But I have nothing to lose.

If you turn my life upside down,
I always fall on my feet.

Not you.

All right.

HI.

Be careful.

- HI.
- HI.

You pay attention to yourself.

I can't do it.

But what?

I am an Easter egg without surprise.

Expired.

You deserve more.

Come on.

Come on.

Today, March 15, 1991, at 3.48 pm,

in the Hall of Honor of the Arts
and popular traditions,

authorized for the celebration
of marriage with a civil ceremony.

In a room open to the public,
ahead of me, Massimo Tribeschi,

Civil Status Officer
of the Municipality of Rome,

to give the receipt
dressed in official form,

they personally appeared,

Pietro Vella,
born in Rome on 22 July 1948,

and Nadia Labaro,
born in Rome on 17 January 1951.

What is it?

Both residents
in Rome…

Your nose bleeds.

- Where?
- Over there.

They presented the document
prescribed below and from the examination of this…

- Do you have a handkerchief?
- No.

- Did you bring it?
- No.

Excuse me, do you have a handkerchief, please?

Anyone have a handkerchief?

Over there, thanks.

Excuse me.

- Will you open it for me, please?
- Yes.

Excuse me.

Wait…

Ok, come on, can you do it?

- Excuse me.
- There are other spouses.

Excuse me,
also to avoid getting dirty, it's just...

- Please.
- It never happened.

I read to the newlyweds
articles 143…

…and articles 144
and 147 of the Civil Code.

So, I asked the groom,

if he intends to take you as a wife,
Nadia Labaro present here,

and to this one, if she intends to get her husband,
Pietro Vella present here...

Emma, come on, move, come on!

Mom, why did you take my cookies
chocolate? I don't like them!

Because dad likes them.

Why didn't you get both?

When you earn your money,
you will buy the biscuits you want. Okay?

Go.

- See how handsome dad is?
- Handsome!

- Are you sure it's not too much?
- No.

- Looks like I'm going to a wedding.
- No, it seems you are going to the Ministry.

- Good luck to dad.
- Good luck.

- Hi love.
- HI.

Hi sweetie.

Bring it, go!

- But it's heavy!
- You have to get used to it.

We were on the phone on the phone, right?
I'm Itrò.

Good morning. Yes.

Here we are.

You know, here at the Ministry,

they want me to be an undersecretary
with the tie, with the jacket,

who speaks in a formal way...

What a wonderful place.

- Do you like it?
- Eh!

So, Peter,
I imagined a series of meetings

and a small volume on your theses…

…that it also becomes
the official position of the Ministry.

Ah! Really?

- I didn't know that.
- I'm telling you now.

Soon, a person will arrive
who collaborates with us, who knows everything about you.

But absolutely everything.

If you make a good impression now,
well, if she likes you,

your career can really change…

Listen to me.

HI.

Where do we start?

Good morning.

Tilde Pacini follows us
for publications.

- Greetings.
- Hello, pleasure.

Much pleasure. Pacini by Pacini Edizioni?

Yes, Vitaliano Pacini Editore is my father.

Sometimes I come to work here
to the Ministry, who need it.

Congratulations! I'm a big fan
of the entire editorial line,

especially the school series,
but also everything else.

Don't be offended,
but I expected him to be older!

Could it be that I write a bit like an old man?

No! It just doesn't happen often

for a young man to write
in school magazines.

There is nothing more boring.
And he's a handsome man too.

I printed all the things here for you
which she published almost everywhere.

I divided them by theme.

All my stuff? Oh, but!

He didn't realize it,
in seven years of work?

No, frankly, I have to say…

In my opinion, with a bit of work,

can bring out a little essay
of one hundred pages. No?

Yes, yes.

But really teach
it means leaving your mark

or instead, perhaps, we need to think
that we must create free citizens,

free to emancipate themselves from us too?

This is one of the reflections
in this essay by Pietro Vella,

then there is much more.

Did your daughter make this cover?

- Yes.
-she IS beautiful.

Before the debate,
I wanted to ask a question.

When she started teaching,
What principles was your work based on?

- No principles, I must say.
- Here!

- Should we believe it?
- It is true.

There's a question.
Do you want the microphone?

No thank you.

How close
does he monitor his students?

I try to leave great freedom.

I think they should feel free.

Obviously, free to do
what I want.

No, in the sense that there are always ways
of…

I respect him very much.

Because he's absurdly modest.

Me too.

Do you respect him too?

Yes, certainly.

Or do you love it?

There is no need to answer.

Anyway, it's nice here, right?
I never came.

Cute.

- Still?
- We're here!

Ah!

- HI!
- We're coming.

- It's down here.
- Yes.

She throws away the joint.

- We don't stay long, right?
- No.

If it goes badly,
let's go and eat something...

- The gate here.
- Yes, the green one.

In Rome, I am the teacher
of Mathematics in high school.

And then, I run to Florence to the University,

and I become the unpaid assistant
and not recognised.

The great professor has been there for years
he makes me write my thesis.

He makes me write it and rewrite it,
I don't know why I listen to him.

So why do you do it?

Thank you.

Because he offered a research grant.

How long?

Consider that I started again
to act as an antechamber a few years ago.

And while you were writing
and you rewrote your thesis,

How many people passed you by?

Okay, but you know
that university has times…

My goodness, how good is this wine!
What is his name?

- Il Principe, an Amarone di Valpolicella.
- Prince.

What a shame!

Sorry, I'm embarrassed.

- Emma!
- Emma, come down!

Where are you going, excuse me?

- Leave her.
- Are you jealous?

No, but stay in your seat.

You're annoying like this,
sit down.

- If you're sleepy, let's go.
- Come on, Emma.

Leave her alone.

I would immediately come to live here.

- Yes?
- There is a tranquility! It's fine.

- Where do you live?
- In the center.

It's nice, but there's a lot of traffic.

Here it doesn't even feel like being in Rome.

In fact, we are far from everything.

It's the center that is far from us, sorry.

Above all, the schools
in the center they are better, unfortunately.

Then you have this little girl
which is growing.

You have to give her the right stimuli.

The stimuli in this neighborhood,
I assure you that there is no shortage of them at all.

- We have been teaching here for many years.
- There are also many difficult people.

There are also many difficult people,

but for that very reason it is stimulating,
also with respect to the work we do.

At least, you can leave your mark.

For example, there was a former student
who wanted to leave his studies,

she now she's at MIT in Boston.

- Teresa Quadraro. Perhaps…
- Yes.

And you too go to America,
since you're so good.

I would like to change area.

- Anyway…
- Right away.

You have three salaries between you.

Pietro won't finish work tomorrow
to the Ministry, right Marisa?

- Of course not.
- It depends on whether I behave well.

You can't help but behave.

There is a woman who is ready for anything
just to keep you straight.

Who would she be?

Wakes up!

Love.

Wakes up!

Emma, are you ready to make Daddy straight?

Emma? But am I that boring?

She-she fell asleep.
-Did she fall asleep?

- Can I take her to bed?
- Nadia, take it off…

- No, take her to bed.
- I'll go.

- Should I carry it?
- Yes, dad will take care of it.

Tilde, sorry, don't worry.

- Darnit! I have to carry it!
- Go!

- Let it be.
- Okay.

You come.

- I'm going to the bathroom for a moment.
- Certain.

Will you show him the bathroom?

- I can?
- Certain.

- No, I don't smoke.
- Oh.

But if there is more wine, willingly.

Next time I'll bring three.

Better.

Good.

The smell of the cheeses reminded me of it
when I was little.

My grandfather was a pastor.

Sardinian.

It is true!

But what?

Sorry, it's not for your grandfather.

I never laugh.

- Where was your grandfather from?
-He was Sardinian.

He came home with these caciottas
and filled the whole kitchen…

- Oh, God! I'm feeling sick!
- Oh, God!

- Do you want some water?
- No.

She apologizes.

Ah, Louise!

But you put the book
of Luisa on the desk,

because you know I discovered it
and you wanted to make a good impression on me?

No, I'm reading it.
By the way, it is also very interesting.

Luisa is unbearable.

As a writerça va.

I'm strange,

because if an author has a message
to the world, I don't give a damn.

If he instead has something of himself
that disgusts him, a monster,

I'll come and make him write a book.

Writers are rare
who don't like each other.

- Certain.
- Better to work with you professors.

Dear Teresa, how are you?

How is it to live in America?

It will seem strange to you to read me
after so many years

but I wanted to tell you that the dam
that we built together

to guard our miserable secrets,

holds.

I kept yours for myself

because I care a lot about your career.

And mine too.

I'm finally doing it too
Small steps forward.

He won't want to, much.
Thanks professor!

Here you are!

Come on, Emma.

There's a lot of mail!

Alumni postcard,

wedding invitation, former students…

- Marriage?
- Mom, my stomach hurts.

Have you reconnected with your ex?

- Teresa Quadraro, Boston.
- No.

Mom, my stomach hurts.

Can you live a day without me?

You always feel bad when you're with dad.

It'll pass now, you'll see.

Let's go!

- My stomach hurts.
- Yes.

Now go to school and…

- The teacher doesn't let us go to the bathroom.
- …go to the bathroom.

She always gets angry.

She never lets us go.

In my opinion,
she thinks we exchange notes.

Really, she gets angry and I don't know why.

"Are you scared, huh?"

Really.

- Huh?
- Really.

Yes.

Dad, am I going back to my school tomorrow?

How, darling?

- Do I go back to my school tomorrow?
- Of course you go back to your school.

Let's all hope.

The school was flooded,
they'll put it back tomorrow,

and dad goes back to normal lessons.

What's going on here?

He is copying.

- What?
- He's copying.

Who is he copying, love?

Are we copying?

We have spies here. He copies well, at least.

Let's do something.

Copy well.

Hey, let's play a game?

Huh?

Let's play the secret game.

All right?

Make room for me.

You think about it and tell me.

Look, I'll control you from here too.

You wouldn't think so,
but I'm still the professor.

Have you thought about it carefully?

Eh…

- I won't tell anyone.
- And yours?

- My what?
- Secret.

Oh, sure.

It's never possible,

that the Ministry needs an assembly
to learn from us what he already knows?

Even without calling meetings
so heterogeneous and senseless.

We forgot one thing here

or you didn't want to understand
an important thing, very simple.

If the state gives to teachers
a shitty salary

teachers must return the favor
with shitty performance.

Point!

Point!

Can I?

Yes, yes, please.

Thank you.

My companions and I have finished
high school four years ago,

and we read the essay
that we are talking about today.

Pietro Vella was one of our professors

and we thought it was right to comment
what we had read.

But I prefer to put it aside for a moment

and report something to your colleague,
the professor who contested it,

it might seem very particular.

Professor Vella loved us.

he has always been close to us,

when we didn't understand his subjects,
when we didn't understand ourselves.

And what it says
in his book it is true and it works,

because the pedagogy of affection works.

he It worked with us,
and it continues to work after years.

Miss, we don't belong here
to love or to make us love

we are here to teach,
we are professors!

In fact, I'll tell you more.

If you hate me as a student,
I'm happy

because it means
that I did my job well.

That is, prepare yourselves for the world.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

But teach,
doesn't that mean leaving a mark?

Because Professor Vella,
He left a mark on us.

She about her students
did she leave a mark

Tell me, did you leave him?

What is the crime in changing us?

What is the crime of having made us become
what we are today, tell me!

Dad won today.

Are you Vella's daughter?

Yes.

You look like me, you know?

I said, when you switch to a game,
put the first one back first.

- Hey.
- Hey.

At that time?

How did she go?

How did it go with the professor?

Hey?

But what happened?

Nothing.

You're not the only one
to have had a difficult day!

Emma didn't go to school today,
because it was flooded.

She-she Had to stay with me all day.
- Not even one day a month, you can do it.

What, excuse me?

What?

You always say
that with the Ministry you only do nonsense.

Do less
and spend more with your daughter.

First of all, me with my daughter it seems
that I have enough time.

Especially right now
that I'm doing such important things,

do you call it nonsense?

I can call it nonsense,
with deliberate modesty.

But it is clear that they are not,

otherwise the Ministry
he wouldn't stand behind this thing.

Nonsense will be what you do in Florence
or where the fuck are you going to do this stuff!

Oh!

You hurt me!

Ouch!

Emma!

Emma!

Come here.

Come here.

Stop!

It's nice here, huh?

- Yes, so?
- The air is nice.

Eh.

So what?

Yesterday, I went to the professor.

Finally, after two months, he gives me an audience.

I thought he had read my work,
but as I entered the room,

he says to me: "How cute we are today!
Come and let's see together."

And I went around the desk
to see the thesis that was on his side.

And as I get closer,
he puts his arm around me,

and he leaned a little.

And of course I left,
because it was an absurd situation.

And he didn't say anything.

It's not like he did anything to apologize,
to make me go back,

but he let me go.

What? How he got you…

I'm done with university.

Obviously, not for what he did,
because he was an idiot.

I don't care, he didn't humiliate me.

But I thought…

that if I were good,

if he really believed in me,
he wouldn't have done it.

Accept everything.

The consultancies,
the articles, the collaborations.

There's nothing wrong with that if you're okay with it.

That's how it went for me, never mind.

Let's make sure that, in this life,
you're the one doing interesting things.

That is our new home.

- You come!
- Huh?

Let's go!

Look, here is the garden.

Come on, come and see!

This is the entrance.

You still remember it
this professor, huh?

Of course, they don't have Alzheimer's.

If it wasn't for him,
I didn't speak Italian that well.

Then I had to try a little harder!

He is telling you that he loves you.

But they know me!

Yes.

I know. After school we thought
to found the Vella widows club.

The Vella widows?

- The Vella widows.
- Did you know that?

- I had heard rumors.
- Oh, yes?

We knew he was going to be famous.

- The article onPanorama is beautiful!
- Do you remember the art…

- Which article?
- Why, did he come out?

- Yes.
- Ah!

I gave it to you.

Don't you remember, a month ago,
who interviewed me…

Yes, in fact I was wondering
why he hadn't come out yet.

-I thought he never went out anymore.
- Can I see?

- This one here.
- Thank you.

But how beautiful! Damn!

Even in the photo Panorama. is important

- Yes, she's beautiful.
- How wonderful!

How good is your professor!

You didn't know
that you were on the same number?

How did I know, sorry?

Four pages!

-Was she his student?
- Yes, ours.

- Do you know her?
- Yes.

- Pietro, can you help me? Excuse me.
-The credit goes to her.

- Certain.
- Please.

Come here for a moment.

She was his teacher
of mathematics! Excuse me.

- What happens?
- I forgot…

- What is it?
- Haven't you seen Panorama?

No, why?

What?

You didn't hide it very well.

- Can I explain?
- But what do you want to explain?

We're not in class.

You thought I would get jealous
and would I have acted crazy?

That I would have wanted to be there
in the newspaper with you?

- It would have been normal.
- No!

I'm a grown woman!

And we are a couple.

Huh?

Come on, we're a family!

- Don't you mind?
- No.

- It was a coincidence.
- Let's go back to your students, come on.

- Excuse me.
- Come on, and yes yourself.

Come on, I was dreaming!

Oh, yes huh?

Go back to sleep, come on.

And what happened?

Sin,
I would have gladly come to Turin too.

- HI!
- Here they are! HI!

- How are you?
- Fine thanks.

HI!

- How is it going?
- I love you.

- Here we are.
- I love you too.

But you're dressed the same!

- Hi love.
- HI.

Hello, pest.

HI!

- Have a good trip!
- Next time come with us.

Yes, absolutely!

He wants to travel with you!

- Oh, thanks!
- No! Excuse me.

- HI!
- HI!

- Hello, Emma!
- HI!

- HI!
- Even the tail says hello!

Let's go.

- The documents.
- Thank you.

- Here she is.
- Thank you.

What room are you in?

The same plan.

Good.

It's nice to be away from home.

What is it?

It bothers me a little that you know everything about me!

I've been talking the whole trip.

You know all the most intimate things,
my preferences...

If we had slept together five years,
you would know much less.

And I still don't know anything about you,
you didn't tell me anything.

And what do you want to know?
What should I tell you?

Huh?

But you?

What?

Do you want to let me know more?

There's a debate now.

Dear gentlemen, good evening.

I think you all know
Professor Pietro Vella,

who wrote an essay
on school reform,

and Dr. Pacini,

to whom I would like to give the microphone,
to begin our chat.

Doctor.

Thank you, good evening.

Good evening and thanks for coming
to the presentation of Vella's essay.

Meanwhile, to break the ice
and get to know each other

I'll make a little presentation.

You mention your teaching experience

to a spirit of observation that is,
at the same time

inside and outside the role of teacher.

She teaches without observing herself
watches himself teach.

A question.

When she started teaching,

What principles was your work based on?

Yes…

Yes, let's say...

Obviously a question on which…

…many colleagues are made
questions, they ask themselves

because it always seems like it should be
a founding principle to be inspired by

as a teacher or as…

I think one should feel free
also not to use any principle.

- Please, please.
- Thank you.

Two words to our guests.

I would like to remind the kind
public

that, within the week
international education,

the Ministry participates
with round tables, listening points

and collects in the field
opinions from 13 countries,

who have systems
public schools similar to ours.

Before continuing the debate,
I would like to list…

- A thousand thanks. Here we are.
- Thank you.

Compliments!

Congrats to her,
because it was very inspiring!

- Thank you very much.
- Even the people who were there.

Did he sign the book for you?

It was a great job, really.
Congratulations, see you soon!

Until we meet again!

And nothing, it's not here
no official dinner, they're rude.

- Yes.
- But better this way, let's have dinner together.

Better.
But now I have to take care of something.

- Yes, okay, I'm going for a ride. Come on.
- Yes.

See you later, right?

- Don't make me wait.
- No.

Hello, Teresa.

Peter!

HI.

- Congratulations, professor.
- Compliments.

Thank you. Thank you.

Nice place!

Anyway, watch your feet.

- What's wrong with them?
- I'm heading towards the exit. Do you want to leave?

What are these?
The signs of the body according to mathematics?

- But what do you want?
- Stop it!

Bah!

- You?
- Me, what?

I did what you wanted.

This does not mean
that I did what I wanted.

No. But stop it, come on!

- What I wanted!
- How are you?

- Well.
- Really, Pietro, how are you?

I am fine. What is it? I'm fine.

- But stop!
- That?

- How are you?
- I'm fine!

- How are you?
- I'm fine!

- Really, I say.
- And what for pretend?

- But what do you want?
- Have you already cheated on her?

No.

What do you want?

In my opinion, yes, like you were cheating on me.

No.

And she cheated on you?

With who?

Well, she might cheat on you
with all those who respect you,

to be sure
that they appreciate her more than you.

And they could sleep with her,
to be less humiliated by your success.

- What success?
- Your success.

Or maybe she's fucking herself
a colleague or friend of yours.

Maybe neither of them
because she has the curse of respecting you

and it's a problem because you think
that only you are the one who can betray.

But stop it! But stop it! But what…

All right, go away!

- I'm of a certain age.
- You want to go, don't you?

No, I want to stay here.

You're fine, I'm fine.

You have a family
which works better than the Holy Family.

We do such interesting things
that they put in the newspapers.

Greetings and kisses!

They put you in the newspapers,
you have a much bigger space too!

Because I deserve it!

You're superficial.

Pietro Vella, you…

you're not in the same place
where are your feelings.

- But what does that mean?
- Can you see how superficial you are?

An ouroboros.

But who are you, the Sphinx?

Let's do something.

One thing to bond us forever.

- Even more? We miss him…
- It's never enough.

I want a wedding.

It's a little late.

Not a religious or civil wedding,
I want an ethical marriage.

What the fuck does that mean?

It means that if one of us goes astray,

the other can go to everyone,
from Nadia, from your daughter, to say:

“Only I know who this man really is.”

And you can say:

“Only I know who this woman really is.”

What a fixation!

Still.

You know why,

do I propose this marriage to you?

Do you know what I get from it?

If you lost everything…

would you come back to me.

Deny it.

Try denying it.

At that time?

At that time?

I pronounce ourselves husband and wife.

Be careful.

Fear.

Too much confidence.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey.

Excuse me.

He called me your wife, twice.

- Nadia?
She-she asked for you.

I told her you weren't there.

- Unfortunately, they detained me…
- You don't have to tell me, tell her.

Call her!

Have you had dinner?

Yes, for an hour. You?

- No, not me.
- Shall I make some toast?

No thank you.

- Ready?
- Hey.

Here we are.

Pietro, what time is it?

I don't know, 00:10.

You know that I'm asleep at this time.

It's to tell you that everything is fine,
I know you were looking for me.

Yes, I know.

I spoke to Tilde earlier.

Why were you so late?

But nothing! You know, these teachers
who want to chat,

they detained me inside a pizzeria,
and one thing and another…

What did you do instead?

Nothing, Itrò came to visit me.

We had a glass of wine.

- At home?
- Yes, at home.

But I didn't understand, but own
does he have to come when I'm not there?

Why, is there some…

I don't understand, does it bother you?

Okay, Pietro, I'm sleepy.

I'll talk to you tomorrow, bye.

- I feel like you're a little strange.
- Come on, Pietro! Hello.

Please.

Don't you close the door?

Listen…

I was thinking…

Do we really need this thing?

Meaning what…

In the sense…

Now let's make love
and then what happens after?

Nothing, if we feel like it we'll do it again.

I don't know, I'm a bit…

I'm a little disconcerted,
then it seems like this to me...

Yes.

- We're ruining something that...
- No.

It's so beautiful, we have a…

I wouldn't want…

- Enough.
- Are you sorry?

No, imagine that.

- Safe?
- Fuck you!

I have to answer, it's Itrò.
Okay, see you tomorrow.

Good night.

Here I am, hello!

I'm not alone, wait a minute.

Don't tell him
that I'm here too.

Goodnight, bye.

Sorry guys? Excuse me?
Can you lower your voice?

This is a hotel!

It's 1:00!

You can't have this attitude!
Already from under the piano, enough!

You fucked up!

- We understand.
- Grandpa, go to sleep.

Goodnight, bye!

- But look at this!
- It's really sold out.

Who is the sold out?

Well?

He goes to sleep, he goes.

- Good night.
- Huh?

Let's go, let's go.

I think I don't really want it anymore
to go around, you know?

I got tired.

What do you want to do?

I want to go back to teaching,
to do what I always do.

The school, giving unheeded advice
to the Ministry, until they ask me.

I would like to stay here, at home.

Live life as usual.

- Before what?
- Before.

Mom, you have such a terrible secret,

that if it were known,
no one would love you anymore?

Nobody has a secret like that,
but who has a secret like that, Emma?

- Dad, yes.
- What? I what?

- And what secret does dad have?
- First you have to tell us yours.

No,

I want to continue loving you
and to make me love,

so secrets must remain secret.

Why, do you have it?

He's got it!

Ah!

Huh?

- Eh!
- What?

Dad, what? Huh?

What?

- But dad, what?
- Shh, don't tell him.

- What did he tell you?
- It's a secret between women.

- Will you tell me too?
- No.

- Huh?
- Don't tell him. Shh!

Very ticklish for you too!

- My sweetie!
- How is it going?

- Fine you?
- Well.

- What a surprise!
- Did you see?

- Mom isn't here.
- No?

No, she's doing her own thing.

Come, give me a kiss.

- What are you doing?
- I'm here, I was watching a series.

They all look the same now.

They are not all the same.

What are you telling me?

What is it?

Eh.

Huh?

- They give you a prize.
- A prize?

- Yes.
- Why?

He gives the prize to you
the President of the Republic.

- Are you kidding?
- No.

They reward you together
to two other teachers,

for all the things you wrote
and what you did for school.

Oh, but!

- Are you involved?
- Absolutely not.

And it's not over.

The President wants there to be a student
that tells you well about yourself, that talks about you.

And here's the problem,
why to track one down!

There was a queue, you know.

However, I looked for the best.

I got in touch
with your most prestigious student.

And she…

she assured me that she will come.

But who is she?

Huh?

Teresa Quadraro.

I can?

Please.

Oh, but!

- How are you?
- And you, how are you?

Well.

- You are always the same.
- Recognisable.

Not the same.

And nothing…

I came here to…

To talk to us a little
and see us alone for a moment.

Before…

No?

At least…

You have come to know what it will be
my speech before the President?

- No.
- I don't know, Pietro.

I didn't write it,
and I think I'll improvise.

Certain.

You are still afraid
that I can say something?

- Teresa, we're old now.
- Not that old.

Oh, I do.

Let's leave each other alone.

Huh?

Let's leave each other alone.

I have to get ready, Pietro.

We will see each other later.

Mom?

Mom?

Here I am! At that time?

Dad?

Today they turn around.

He left early.

Maybe he has arrived or he has to arrive, I don't know.

- What do you mean: "He's spinning"?
- They're spinning.

There's even a queue!

- It's not a queue, mom.
- No, it's not a queue.

- Very quietly.
- Yes.

Teresa.

- Emma?
- Yes, Emma.

- Pleased to meet you.
- HI!

HI!

- Thank you.
- And of what?

No, really.

Nadia, how much life?

- Too much sport.
- Get hugged.

And him, where is he?

-He's not here?
- No.

He will come.

He always makes himself known.

- Always.
- He's a little excited, but he's coming.

Well.

Mr President,
the heart surgeon, Sandro Partini.

Congratulations.

Mr President, with great pleasure
Dr. Teresa Quadraro.

Doctor.

-I really wanted your presence, thank you.
- It's an honor.

Let me introduce you to Mrs. Vella.

She taught me mathematics,
but they reward the husband.

Welcome to the Quirinale, madam.

- What happened to her?
- Tendinitis.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

Good morning, President.

It's not that your daughter wants to convince me
of an interview right now?

Absolutely not!
I'm here for my father today.

I read it often.

The pedagogy of affection,
a very interesting concept indeed.

Even though, in my time,

we grew up with pedagogy
of fear, to be honest.

- Eh!
- And now, where is he?

-She's coming.
- You can have a seat.

Please, President, we can go.
You're welcome, Minister.

Excuse me.

"Professor Vella was
an excellent professor.

He has trained generations of students
and among these I am also there.

It's my turn to say too:
'If it hadn't been for you, professor'.

There were perhaps better professors
better prepared

but he never lacked passion.

Sometimes, he was naive.

And he didn't know it.

His methods were often naïve

It was like that.

he was funny, he made you laugh.

But, if you got lost,

He always came looking for you."

I believe…

Peter?

My love.

I believe that, though

the time has come
to tell everyone who you really are.

I'll say one thing
that no one will like to hear,

but to him, yes.

Why, actually
It's a life waiting for this moment.

It was a day,
after an evening at a pub,

we were…

We were angry,
We were disappointed, perhaps…

And he confessed this to me.

Goodbye, dad.