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SUMMER 2018

In the name of the Italian people, this Court,

in accordance with the articles of the penal code mentioned,

with the aggravation of repeated drunken driving,

and under the effect of drugs,

condemns Guerra Carlo to ten months in prison,

revocation of driver's license for three years,

compensation of trial expenses, to be calculated in a separate office,

including medical expenses of Rinaldini Mila

and an indemnity of 340,000 euros for damages caused to the above mentioned.

The sentence is converted to 12 months of social services

at the Villa Bianca rest home.

The hearing is over.

You think you were fortunate.

But you are wrong.

Manuel Ballerini.

A past as a drug addict,

a present as a pusher

and a future at Villa Bianca.

For 18 months.

Your hands.

I think that you bought drugs from Ballerini.

Spoiled...

rich, doesn't give a darn about others.

A nice profile to slap.

You'll spend a whole year in here if you behave.

Let's get one thing straight.

For me, you two are not an opportunity, but a bother.

So you must be very careful of how you behave.

First rule:

the old people, as you call them outside, will be referred to as guests here.

Guests!

Understand?

- Understand? - Yes.

Second rule, which will be your mantra:

good manners and respect.

Abstract words for you, right?

- No, actually... - It wasn't a question.

You will call the guests "Mr." and "Mrs." No getting friendly.

And if you think you can continue with your toxic habits, I discourage it.

When you least expect it, you'll be given a nice urine test.

And if for some absurd reason you should be positive,

I'll have you thrown in jail.

That is the place you deserve.

Come in.

As for your duties, Luisa will take care of that.

Luisa is the most important person in here, after myself.

You'll give her your phones in the morning and take them at night

when Luisa will give you permission to leave.

If I get negative reports from her,

you already know what you will be up against.

"Guests. You must call them guests. Understand?

Because you, little spoiled brats, children of a sick society.

You, who think you came here on vacation, will see.

And when you least expect it, you'll have to take a urine test."

Shit. So you can't even take a drag?

No.

Guys, what about Mila? Is she coming, too?

No. She's in Switzerland having another operation.

- Who knows how many she must do. - Didn't you see her after the accident?

No.

Be truthful. Did you already set your eyes on some 90 year old hotsie?

Guys! Look what I brought you!

- A baboon! - Holy Mary!

Pamela, Samantha and for you, Filippo,

the lioness of the two Sicilies, Sibilla!

The girl with the eel.

- Best wishes, Filippo. - Best wishes!

You're not in shape anymore.

You'll see, a year goes by quickly!

Bye, Carlo. Bye.

- Bye. - Bye, Carlo. Have fun!

- Long live the pussy! - Be quiet!

What jerks!

"When you meet a virtuous man, DI Co think about emulating him.

When you meet a man void of any value,

think of yourself and look into your conscience."

- Thank you. - Don't get used to it.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

The day's program is there,

and the guests' names you'll be taking care of.

In the beginning Omar will help you, and then you're on your own.

You must not make mistakes. You can't afford it here.

Is that clear?

Mr. Pietro, we must take off your diaper.

Already done. It's in the bathroom.

Get it and put it in the bag. Go on!

Hurry up!

There's no two ways about it, Colonel. The recruits need training.

Bravo. Well said.

Make the bed, clean sheets. Go on!

Hurry up.

You can tell you didn't do your military service.

Go take a shit.

You know the purpose of the military service when it was mandatory?

Defending our country?

No, sir.

The military service served another purpose, I tell you.

It put together Lombardy, Sicilian,

Calabrese and Venetian men.

The poor and the rich, princes and plebeians.

Everyone was equal, yes, sir. Everyone equal. Ouch.

For years they busted our balls with Democracy.

And then what did they do?

They abolished the only truly Democratic institution

that existed in this shit country.

Huh? You see? This will be your military service.

- Yeah, like hell. - I didn't understand.

- Exactly. - In fact.

After she threw a Campari in his face,

the actual bottle, she says to him, "I love you".

Antonella, you don't mind if I take away the boy, huh?

- A little. He makes me laugh. - I know. He's very funny.

Young man, in two minutes the medicine round begins.

What do you say?

- Madame. - Monsieur.

- Au revoir. - Au revoir.

Antonella.

We're off to a bad start, boy.

- Listen, I was working. - Call me "sir".

I was working, sir. You assigned Antonella to me.

You lounge with her, and smoke with her.

She offered it to me. It wasn't polite to refuse.

Did you give her the medicines?

- Yes. - Which medicines?

Protonorm and Trenidol.

Potonorm. How many?

Two.

- Trenidol? - One.

Glycemia?

160.

Ok.

Where are you going?

Are you sleeping?

- Here we are, Colonel. - You made it.

Plus ten.

Mario, we're still far away.

It's been two years. Not even Beethoven.

Don't get discouraged, Mario.

Are you Mr. Dino?

You're already late, boy.

Actually, it's my first day.

And I would say it's the first of a long series, huh?

At times, young people manage to push it away without fighting too much.

While other times...

Listen, what brought you to such a pleasant place?

Solidarity?

115.

One Potonorm.

One Potonorm.

Maxinotralina.

Maxinotralina.

The males can form small coalitions,

with at times up to seven elements, or even more.

Hey.

You didn't forget anything?

Oh, shit. Coreina.

It's the most important one.

They usually conclude with the coalition leader being sent away.

If not with his death.

And he cannot be left in the hands of the old lion,

who is ever more tired and ready to attack the other young lions.

Knight in A3.

- Hey, I'd already given it to him. - What? He was mine!

- What now? - Will it be bad for him?

I don't know. Look at him.

Alright. He's falling asleep.

Or he's dying.

Hey.

- Need help, Mr. Giovanni? - No, I can do it myself.

I think it's a great idea.

When would you like to get married?

I was thinking of next summer.

What does she say?

But she's you, my Lina.

Me? I barely know you!

Besides, you're old. What's gotten into you?

Here you are.

Some more puree for lovely Mrs. Antonella.

Thank you, dear. I'd love some.

But please, not "puree".

The word is French and you say "purè".

Here's the recruit!

Everything-alright? Do you need anything?

We don't. Do you?

Just a minute. You and I met this morning, right?

- Yes. I changed your diaper. - Huh?

Yes.

Maybe a gentleman is needed, but that's asking too much, huh?

- Are you a volunteer? - I don't think so, Pietro.

- He doesn't have a volunteer face. - No, he doesn't.

Carlo! Come on. Help Giovanni with the water.

- Wait. - Come on!

Nice hotsie, huh? But she doesn't convince me.

- Did you see how she looks at you? - At me?

She looks at you strangely.

How the hell can a woman like her, work in such a place?

Oh, forget it.

There's nothing doing. She likes different articles.

You see? I told you so.

You say that because you made a pass and flopped.

Oh, come on! I understood right away.

- Yes, yes. - Right away.

Yaro, why the hell are you laughing?

Alright. Impressions on your first day?

I see. You can go.

- See you tomorrow! - See you tomorrow!

What is it? I couldn't. No, I can't make it.

I'm going. My girlfriend is downstairs waiting for me.

- Bye. - Bye.

Come on, come on, come on.

The phone could be off or cannot be reached.

Bastards.

I tried, Franco! I tried in every way, but uselessly.

Last night the owners of our old home called. Remember them?

They heard noises and thought they were thieves.

Are you waiting for the bus, too?

No, I just arrived.

It is my first day of vacation.

They said the food is very good here.

We're off to a great start.

Livia, where are you going?

You know the bus doesn't come by today.

- Why not? - There's a strike.

Go on. There's always a strike.

Goodbye.

Be a good girl.

"Migrants, disobedient mayors. inhuman law. It must not be applied."

Four, five, six.

Mario doesn't give up.

"Maneuver. Agreement on pensions and revenue.

The Council of Ministers approves the Budget Law."

"A night of blood in a condominium.

It all began because of disturbing noises on the second floor.

Who could've imagined what was about to happen?

One of the tenants, Mr. Morozzo,

thought of knocking on the neighbors' door.

But when they opened, he found himself facing a battlefield.

Blood everywhere,

and the bodies of the elderly couple.

Mr. Morozzo didn't make it in time..."

The females aren't fertile and receptive until weaning is over.

Well, I'll be!

I don't believe it!

Federico! How are you?

You, in this elephant cemetery, too.

This is quite a coincidence!

Don't you think?

They say there's a good restaurant.

Let's not exaggerate.

Do you remember me?

Dino.

Dino.

Don't tell me you've become senile, too.

Do you still write that stuff? Because I read your poems.

I write poems.

Dad! Dad?

See? What had I said? He ran away from here, too!

Don't worry. He can't get out. He must be around somewhere.

Where the heck did Giulio go? You were supposed to watch him!

Dad, darn you! Can't you hold still just a moment?

- Gianni. - Do we know each other?

I knew you when you still peed in bed.

- Dino Rimoldi. - Oh, yes. You name seems...

I was your mother's boyfriend.

- Before your father, of course. - Well...

In the meantime, you've become town councilor if I'm not mistaken.

Right!

I brought him here because he's a bit...

I noticed.

- A little? - But then, he's never been too bright.

Luisa, shall we accompany Federico...

- The poet. - To the green room.

Yes, of course. Come with me. I'll accompany you.

He will like it here, and you won't have to worry.

He'll be just a bit disoriented, but will get used to it.

Yes, but that guy is a bit...

He does it to provoke. Rimoldi doesn't mean anything to you?

He was a great photographer.

Patricia's parents accept paying another 2600 million

A monsignor blackmailed the billionaire ex nun with the "police station racket"

A pension of 64 liras after 15 years of welfare payment

- I'll be you don't know who he is. - Who?

The man you were looking at.

Buster Keaton. He looks like you.

It doesn't seem like it to me.

He was a great comedian who never laughed. Like you.

- Don't these old people make you laugh? - The guests.

What's wrong with them? Their smell. You don't like it?

Your finger.

Ouch.

You should be more determined, boy.

132.

Two Potonorms, and then Coreina and Xenotralina.

Two Potonorms.

Coreina.

And Xenotralina.

Why doesn't your door have a handle?

Precautionary measures.

And Van Gogh? You know him?

You know what's interesting about this room?

The two doors.

Why did he put two doors? I've always asked myself.

- Maybe because they were there. - Right!

But it's a bit strange.

In one you enter, and in the other?

Where does it lead to?

- The bathroom. - The bathroom?

No. There weren't bathrooms in the bedrooms at the time.

Maybe in Gauguin's room.

Let's have the air circulate here.

I know. It's all a problem of handles here.

Is it warm enough?

Warm? During my days there wasn't hot water in the barracks.

Hot water was for the females.

Cold water tempers the body!

I imagine you don't know

what it means to take a nice cold shower.

Don't underestimate me, Colonel.

After playing five-a-side football there are bucketfuls of ice cold water.

What? You said five-a-side football? Five-a-side football, wow! What a man!

- Help me! - Yes.

- There. - Easy, easy.

Hurry. I want to go take a nap.

That's it.

- Damn! What're these? - What? What did you say?

- Nothing, Colonel. - You mean the scars?

- War memories? - Yes, let's put it that way.

The one fight...

inside the home.

How can you listen to this lousy stuff?

Lousy stuff? This is serious stuff!

Rocky Roberts, 1967. He won the Festivalbar.

- Did you see Luisa? - That ball-buster?

- Come on, please! - How old are you?

Where the hell is Luisa? My friends are waiting for me.

- She's upstairs. Alzheimer sector. - Thank you.

What is that swallow doing on the heater?

Resting. It took a long trip.

You rest, too, now.

You're not coming to bed?

Yes. I'm going to the bathroom and then coming to bed.

- No, no! Maria, don't go... - Easy, Federico. Don't get upset.

- I'll accompany you later. Come. - Easy, easy.

Come here. Come. Come here.

Easy, Federico. Easy. Don't get agitated. Easy.

Where are we?

- This room... - What?

- Are we in a hospital? - No.

And you?

- It's a big hotel. - Oh, a hotel.

Tomorrow, if you want, we'll take a walk.

- We'll take a walk. - Ssh! Yes, tomorrow.

Nice.

Maria.

Did you see how that girl is looking at me?

- Yeah, she's looking right at you. - She's crazy about me. Right, Carlo?

Hey, Carlo! Right?

- Look at what state he's in. - An old man!

Come on. I'll make you perk up! Come on!

"I am not anguished if others don't recognize me,

but I am anguished with my incapacity".

What must we do here today?

Immediate urine test.

It had to happen, sooner or later, right?

Take it and liberate yourselves.

Who knows. This time we might get rid of you, too.

What is it? You're speechless?

You're clean, aren't you?

Yes. What's the problem?

So come on. The lab is waiting.

Your backpack.

Thank you.

Damn it!

- I knew it, shit! - Don't worry.

Did you think I was watching Porta a Porta last night?

If she thinks she can trick me with the backpack...

Look here. I am a professional.

You have some for me, too?

Come on. Don't exaggerate.

I don't want to get arrested for pushing piss.

But with 80 euros I won't be afraid anymore.

- You have it? - No.

I told you. Hand over the money, and I'll take care of the rest.

Alright.

Listen, I owe you 30.

Listen, I owe you 20.

Darn it, Manuel. Nothing comes out.

You piss yourself all day, and when it's needed, you don't?

Just a couple of drops. Come on!

If you don't want to piss for me, do it for your Lina.

That's it, shit. Some more.

That's it!

I love you.

- Nothing yet? - It so seems.

I'll give him a hand. You know that at a certain age, prostrate.

Come on.

Nothing yet? Come on. Luisa is busy.

Be a good boy. Turn on this faucet water.

You see? Shit, that's it.

Pasquale, enough!

I can't stand it anymore.

Go, Giovannona. Attack!

- Who are you talking to? - How marvelous.

He thinks that Pasquale's daughter is one of his sluts.

No. Dad!

- Who are you? - Don't worry. It's my business.

- Go away. - I'm leaving!

"Fiancés killed the pusher with axe blows.

Then they cut him up with an electric saw,

and they buried him in the garden."

"Poldo, the truffles dog belonging to the neighbors, betrayed them.

He was found biting the calf of the pusher."

No!

But your attention, ladies and gentlemen.

"To Kyoto, horror menu.

Young Japanese student kills his step-mother

and eats her body for a month."

My God!

"But the last dinner was fatal to him.

Maybe the poorly preserved meat created him to have great pains."

Why didn't you come back home the other evening?

- The other evening, when? - The other evening.

Oh, no You must not worry, Dad.

I don't live here. I live on my own

Your mother is worried. You know how she is.

I took care her of reassuring her.

That's good.

Are you writing a bit? You've a lot of time to write here.

Did you understand who I am?

Dino. Maria's fiancé, before you.

Then I left to go to university and you charmed her with your poetry.

- Excuse me. What do you want? - When I returned...

we even got in a fist fight! Don't you remember?

- Maria. - May I know what you want?

It's our business.

- He knows. - No, he doesn't know.

- He doesn't remember anything. - I...

Maria.

Maria.

I'm going to see her soon.

I know. It's tough.

With another month of diet, my cholesterol will return to 200.

Will you tell me who gave me this gift?

Oh, no. Professional secrecy.

AUTUMN

Come on. I'll give you a ride.

What a bummer!

It always happens to me! Even that evening.

What evening?

That evening.

So it was you?

Then tell me what you want to say.

You really want to know?

You're a spoiled brat. That's what I think.

A year at Villa Bianca won't be of much use to you.

Because once you're outside, you'll cancel everything.

I also think that, despite your friends and your nights at the disco,

you are an arid and lonely person.

More than all those old people at Villa Bianca.

Guests.

Pull up. I'm getting out here.

But why...

So, tomorrow, rain in the north...

...that the theft was carried out by the hole bank.

I love you. I love you! I will love you...

The lionesses do the hunting

because the big lion's mane makes him more visible to his prey.

To be successful,

the final lunge must take place not over 20 meters from the prey.

A lion can run up to 60 kilometres an hour, but only for a few seconds.

The pressure of his bite is equal to that of a big white shark.

Death takes place by strangling,

and often the meal begins when the prey is still alive.

The first to eat is the male who chooses the best part.

I never see anyone who comes to visit you.

That's not true.

Someone came recently.

And you saw him.

But he's never had the courage to going inside.

In what sense? I don't understand.

Well...

Because that's how he is.

He begins things and he never completes them.

Who?

The person who did this to me.

My son.

Good morning, Federico.

Below the blows.

Below the blows.

What?

"Below the blows."

"Some people spend all their life this way,

craving to hurt others.

Where is the heel? They cry out. Where is the heel?

Almost with a method, deaf, applied, stubborn.

If they only knew that the heart is unarmed,

where the armor is high, all studs and plates.

And how tender the porcupine is underneath".

- It's finished? - Yes.

Lovely!

You wrote it.

Me?

Yes. You don't remember, but you wrote it.

"Below the blows."

That poem is nice.

I didn't understand much, but something remained.

The heel, the armor and the porcupine.

- Hi. Carlo! - Bertazzoni sisters, have a good rest.

- If I could only rest a bit. - Thank you, Carlo!

Girls, I'll wait for you in the bedroom.

What a pig, Pasquale!

- He's more of a pig than you - Carlo.

This afternoon you must accompany Dino to run errands in the city.

Why me?

It's what I ask myself, too. but he specifically said you.

- Yeah, shit. - Let's start!

Cute!

Are they the photos that you take?

Look at them. They aren't anything special.

Did you also photograph the photos of the lion in the room?

No. Unfortunately, I've never been to Africa.

Some are funny.

If cut in a certain way, they'll be even more funny.

- Am I in them, too? - What a shithead!

Why Spritz?

With all the cocktails at disposal.

- I like it. - Are you sure?

You could have had a Negroni, a Daiquiri.

Even a banal Gin Tonic.

But Spritz...

I think you fell for it.

From those lovely, happy days, during sunset on the beach...

on television.

Who knows?

"Whoever says 'who knows?', has it up his ass".

There you go!

Why did you ask for me to come to the city?

Why do you think?

I don't know.

- To insult me? - Exaggerated. Insult you...

Anyway, if you really want to know,

I've been keeping an eye on you.

What did you find out?

Who knows!

There's Italian justice. Aperitifs instead of jail!

- Mom, please! - Not even a phone call.

- Aren't you ashamed? - Mom!

And you? Great grandson you raised My compliments!

Look at her! Look at her!

- You ruined her life! - Enough, Mom. Enough!

Not social services. You should be in jail!

- Shame on you! - Forget it, Mom!

- You, too! - Enough, Mom.

Damn you disgusting scoundrels!

What's there to look at?

- Are they the accident people? - Yes, they are.

- I'm sorry. - For me?

Or for her?

What an ugly scene.

- Do you mind? - Of course not!

Easy, Giacomino.

- Bruno Martino, 1965. - Yes, bravo.

- Pasqui'! These slow songs are a bore. - You're right!

Maestro Pinuccio, a little movement.

One, two, three, four.

- Come on. - No.

Come on!

Come on, Giovannona! Let's show them who we are! We'll humiliate them!

Yes!

Dino, careful you don't force the engine.

And you, Pasquale, careful you don't go off track.

This is not correct. Yellow card.

Come on. Let's go.

"Saint Tropez Twist", Peppino di Capri 1962.

Dance with him, he's younger.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Hey! Hey!

- Lina, everything alright? - Oh, yes.

Listen. Who is that nice gentleman I danced with?

- He's Chicco, Lina, your husband. - Really?

Hey! Dino!

Well? Are you giving up?

You're giving up? He's a coward!

He can't make it.

Thank you.

Wait, wait.

He feels better.

Great old lady!

- May I? - What do you want?

- I came to bring your pills, sir. - Oh, good boy.

Is everything alright down there?

I saw you. I saw that you noticed.

- Noticed what? - Don't pretend with me.

- I don't understand. - Of course you don't understand.

Because you're afflicted by a comfortable moral flexibility.

Is the concept too difficult for you?

You're great at being a jackass.

I'm the jackass?

I saw how you behave when your daughter comes.

And what about the scarred girl?

You were a real gentleman in never showing up with her. My compliments!

It certainly won't be a little mercy.

to save you and your generation of phenomenal people.

Understand?

Have something. It'll be good for you.

I'm not hungry, thank you.

You must make an effort, dear.

What will you give me to drink?

I don't know! I don't know. Terrible things happen.

- Enough, Mario! - Will you stop with that bore?

So ignorant.

You are so pale! Do you feel ill?

I'm afraid, Roger! Let's go away from here. I'm afraid.

- I'm afraid! - Stop it!

You see, Terry? You must not be afraid of the dead, but of the living.

It's her!

Enough! I've had enough!

Of the dead.

Of the living.

Of all of us.

I've had enough, too. Let's go on to serious things.

The usual animal!

The hyenas managed to isolate the head lion, attacking him without pity.

They have powerful jaws like those of lions,

and teeth that are just as long.

When the king of the Savannah is alone. one must take advantage,

and the hyenas don't let it be repeated twice.

No, Manuel. Please, no.

Antonio Ciacci, in art, Little Tony!

Listen to this stuff!

Aren't you tired?

No. Leave me alone!

- What's he doing here? - Oh, shit!

Shit! Look!

It's so cool, shit!

What are you doing? What is going on?

- Turn that music off right now! - No.

Manuel, turn the music off right now!

- No, no. - Alright, alright.

Federico, dear. Come.

- No! - No?

- No. Let's dance. - Let's dance?

- Let's dance. There. - Let's dance.

That's it! We so much liked to dance.

We sang and changed the words.

We laughed so much Really. Sing...

Wait. It's coming.

Come on, Federico. Come on.

You know how long this therapy has existed?

It's always and only a click, that only works at that moment.

You'll have him listen to Little Tony all his life?

We have to be cautious. It's not a game.

Maybe, but it was good for him.

You could see it in his eyes.

It'd do you good once in a while, too.

- What? - Let yourself go.

Alright. I'm going.

You know what upsets me?

People who show up in my home without a reason.

I just came to talk to you about Dino.

But since we're here, I'll tell you a couple of things, too.

Let's hear it.

You know why you are always copped up in here?

You are afraid of what is outside.

At 30, you're already older than a bunch of people who are here.

Thanks for saying I'm 30 years old. Have you finished?

More or less.

Better if you don't listen to Dino too much.

IF HE CANNOT RECTIFY HIMSELF, WHAT HAS HE TO DO WITH RECTIFYING OTHERS

WINTER

He's here.

You want the chair, Colonel?

No. I want to stand on my legs.

What about him?

I prefer it like this.

What is it? You're afraid?

I don't know what you asked yourself during these years.

But I know what I asked myself.

Did you give yourself an answer?

Yes.

It costs a lot not to reveal one's emotions.

It does, in revealing them, too.

My character...

led to having you think that I didn't love you.

No, no.

You made me actually feel it, which is different.

Then why didn't you go all the way?

- I just wanted to hurt you. - Huh?

- I just wanted to hurt you. - Speak louder. I don't hear well.

I didn't want...

I wanted to mark you forever.

And my back thanks you.

Forever.

- Does it hurt? - No!

Only when the weather changes.

How very strange

what we make up to avoid being forgotten.

Yes, but let's not start with the victim attitude.

The truth is, you never complete things.

You don't either, for that matter.

You weren't even able to become a general.

Why did it take you so long to come?

I don't know.

I needed some time for myself.

Was it fruitful to become something?

Anyway, it would never be enough for you.

- What do you know? - I just know.

I didn't report you.

Remember that.

You want me to believe that you were being generous with me?

I gave you the years you should have spent in jail.

To make me feel in debt.

But you wasted those, too.

Do you have a woman, at least? A family?

- I did. - There you go.

Your mother told me you had a son.

Yes. And you didn't even want to know his name.

She told me, in tears.

- You could have written to me. - What would have changed?

Look at me, Dad. Look into my eyes.

We are the ones who had her die.

With our grudges.

Your mother...

always took care of me, till the end.

And you? Did you take care of her?

Answer me.

Mom hated you.

She once said to me that she even hated the way you pushed tobacco in your pipe.

It's not true.

Why did you come?

I said to myself,

"If I don't do it now, I may never do it again".

What is your son's name?

Simone.

- How old is he? - Eleven.

And you?

Fifty-six.

I think he'll make it tomorrow.

Federico.

Do we have news of the grub?

Excellent and abundant, Colonel!

Don't try being funny.

Wow! A Flanders tablecloth!

Linen napkins! What luxury!

Great Dino! You did it this time!

AT YOUR ORDERS, GENERAL! SORRY! COLONEL!

You are ungrateful, Dino. I won't talk to you anymore.

Thank you, Dino. Thanks. It's beautiful.

Guys, are we all here?

Are we all at the table?

- Yes! - Fine!

Bro', did you taste how good this meat is?

The food is delicious in my ex-wife's house!

Honey, why don't you hold him a bit? My arm is tired.

Give him to me!

Here he is. Champion.

Dad, do you remember the winter we went fishing?

- When? - Come on, you and me.

You were wearing a woollen cap because it was freezing.

Me, a woollen cap? I don't think it's possible.

Don't you remember?

- The two of us fishing? - Strange, huh?

Did we catch anything?

That's a good one! No?

Jorginho, handle him for a while, please.

Calm down!

- I think he should be changed. Go on! - It's always like this.

- Fast! - In the end, Jorginho is his nanny.

So his mother can go drink tea with her girlfriends.

Excuse me. I was speaking with my son.

Where are you going?

It's the moment to unwrap gifts.

- Was 23 called? - No.

- Women's legs. - Lace?

- Pietro, 77. - Legs!

- I know. Women's legs. - I don't have it.

The fear.

- Easy! - Ninety!

- I'm only missing two. - Lucky you!

- Me. - What do you mean?

- Forty-seven. - That's it.

Why "Me"?

Dead man talking.

Always Dino...

Who knows?

Who says "who knows", has it up his ass!

Wishful thinking!

Bravo, Mario!

I think this time this is it.

Here we are. We went beyond.

We overtook the dew point.

Ladies and gentlemen...

the event will take place

at 8:36 a.m.

Oh, it's snowing!

- It's snowing! - How magnificent! It's snowing.

Hey! What've you got to look at? Darn it! Damn it! Come outside.

- Come inside! - Excuse me, Antonella

May I know what you're doing?

- You'll see! - Make way for the attack troops!

Colonel, please. It's cold outside!

A little snow is no big deal! Everyone outside!

Where're you running, you chick? Come here!

It will be our Russian campaign!

Cheers! Long live life!

There are lunatics, too!

Taste how good it is!

Great!

Antonella, barefoot? Are you crazy?

Yes. yes. yes!

What are you doing? Get back inside!

I never miss certain targets. little one!

Oh, really?

You'll see!

Director!

What is going on? Have them all get inside. Luisa!

Federico!

Federico!

Talk to me! Federico!

Federico, talk to me!

Federico!

Federico!

What will I tell him?

Councilor, your father wanted to get a breath of fresh air,

and we opened the door for him?

Please, come in.

Do you realize how serious this is?

Our prestige is at stake, our reputation!

For reasons I don't have to state, I can't put you in jail,

but as of this moment, your jail will be Villa Bianca.

You'll sleep here too. You'll spend the holidays here.

And you must thank God.

What do you want now? Out!

Hey!

Yes, I read the messages, but I couldn't call you sooner.

I know. It happened. What can I do?

I couldn't.

Until Epiphany.

You don't believe it? You want to come for a ride?

I can't move. Don't you understand?

Yes, New Year's too. I said until Epiphany.

What the hell...

Listen, I'm in love with Yaro, alright?

He makes me horny and I've decided to stay with him. Alright?

What I need now is a nice cigarette.

You're so old-fashioned.

Be truthful.

What were you thinking?

Of me, before?

No, I swear. I was thinking of you now.

Dino.

Did he do it on purpose?

Letting himself die like that.

I don't think so.

I don't think he even realized it.

But...

He's smiling.

I wonder why they go out of their way to make them look reassuring.

Instead of leaving on their face...

the last expression they had.

They do it for others.

For the living.

Did you notice that at wakes,

what we mostly hear regarding the deceased is...

"He seems to be sleeping."

Right!

I heard you're one of us now.

- Up until Epiphany. - You exaggerated too much today.

We wanted you to have fun.

And you did.

Do you think

that freezing to death

is painful?

I don't know.

They operate haemorrhoids in a cold temperature.

It must mean something.

Tell me something, you old fogey.

Did you do it on purpose?

Now I see why you told me you were going to see Maria.

Scoundrel.

You screwed me again.

But don't be so sure.

Bye.

Councilor, there's this, too.

- Is it a diary? - Actually, they are his poems.

Oh, right. It's true.

- I sometimes read one to him. - What a good person.

What did Dad say?

"This one is nice.

Who wrote it?"

You keep them, if you want.

I see that it pleases you.

Turn right!

Bertazzoni sisters, get in line!

You're the only one who is still graceful enough to dance here.

I know you're a seducer, but I'll take the compliment anyway:

I'm glad that you've found your smile again.

You don't know how much it cost me.

- May I ask you something? - No.

- I won't come to your room tonight. - I have to ask you, right?

No, no.

I thought about it, after what happened to Federico.

Do you think a person can instruct one's death?

Instruct?

- What does that mean, exactly? - Have it arrive when you need it.

Like when you catch a taxi to go to the station.

Some managed to do so.

Seriously? Who?

In India.

You can call them witch doctors or shamans.

But they worked on it.

They worked on it all their life.

- So it's not something for me? - No, no.

But I know that you're an impeccable dancer.

- Don't exaggerate, Antonella. - Come on!

Come on!

People, we're almost there! Come on!

We're almost there. Pinuccio, go on.

Minus ten...

Nine,

eight, seven, six,

five, four,

three, two, one!

- Happy New Year! - Happy New Year!

- Raise your glasses! - Best wishes!

- Happy New Year! - Best wishes!

Happy New Year!

Hi. Best wishes!

Yaro!

Best wishes!

Best wishes, Dino.

- How lovely! - Thank you.

- Best wishes! - Best wishes!

Welcome back!

- Happy New Year! - Best wishes!

Best wishes!

Happy New Year!

Wow!

Best wishes! Best wishes!

I think the moment has come to play a music

that is suited to the occasion.

Maestro Pinuccio, do you know "The Midnight Kiss"?

It's a masterpiece.

Let's get ready for the fireworks!

What is this trash?

Have the zed 99 start!

- We don't have them, Colonel. - Then we'll keep this shit!

Alright, Colonel.

Today is a special day.

I started to read...

that is, to re-read,

the notebook of a friend

who has left us.

At first I didn't understand much.

But then, more and more.

And since his words are good for the heart,

today I will read them.

This poem is entitled, "The Wolves".

"A black wind invades my deserted city,

my city suffers at dawn in the homes.

The wall isn't over three meters high.

That boy's sleep is an eternal weight.

The wolves have come down, and they visit the streets.

Autumn or spring doesn't change the town.

My deserted city has ruined eyes.

Someone is already cultivating the roses of its blood."

When the king of the Savannah rests, he is alone.

The other animals know they can get close, but with caution.

Always at a certain distance.

It doesn't take much to become a prey.

SPRING

- Bertazzoni sisters. - Good-day!

The other day I was reading a short story by Chekov.

It's the story about a coachman

who on a snowy night

rides around the city with his carriage.

Someone dear to him has just died.

His son.

And none of the passengers who get inside the carriage

bother listening to him.

Finally, he takes back his mare to the stall.

And while he gives her some hay,

he tells her how much he is suffering.

And so?

It got me thinking.

What do you want to tell me, Dino?

- You didn't call me "Mr. Dino". - It just came out.

It was about time.

What do you want to say to me?

Nothing!

You've been hinting at something.

- What? - You tell me.

Does it have to do with your door not having a handle?

What do you think?

That I didn't notice you pretend to take you anti-depressant?

If there's something I'm sure of, it's that I'm not depressed.

I heard of...

a kit

that can be found on Internet.

A sort of little case

Inside there is everything that's needed.

For what?

What are you telling me?

Because you know me now. and can understand.

I don't think so.

What if I told you I have an incurable disease?

What are you saying?

Listen to me.

I don't want anyone to decide for me.

I want to decide myself.

Before I become more senile than I am now.

- You're not senile. - But I soon will be.

The first signs have appeared.

I didn't notice anything.

Why should someone one day oblige me to suffer?

For what? For the sacred gift of life?

Bullshit!

Besides...

is this life?

Is it life to wait for the day to end,

and get pissed off because another one has begun?

No! This is not life.

- But you are full of... - Full of memories that I don't remember.

- It's not true. - Yes, it is.

You only think of your pain.

Don't you think of what you will cause to others?

The others, who?

My daughter? My grandson?

Don't believe that.

What about me?

What if I've become fond of you in the meantime?

You...

worry about your life

It's true

You're a real dickhead.

At present, it is not possible in Italy to obtain the drugs without a prescription.

In SWITZERLAND kits are sold for a dignified end to who is suffering.

It is reserved information.

Anyway, no, he doesn't have cancer.

He just has some diabetes and a heart that skips a beat sometimes.

I saw you two intent on speaking in the park. About what?

Nothing important.

It didn't seem like it.

So if he has an incurable disease, you would know?

Is it what he wants you to believe?

Tommy! Why are you still awake? It's late!

He is Carlo, and he works with Mom. Did you come say hello?

No, no! Watch your manners!

I'm coming!

Now you have a complete picture.

Tommaso is the present protagonist of my life.

Why are you looking at me like this?

Because at this point all men make the same face.

What face?

They try to show they're condescending.

- Am I doing it, too? - No.

You are too young.

The situation is over for you.

- Listen, Amina... - Yes?

- Where were you from? Ghana? - Not Ghana. Kenya.

Oh, Kenya.

Nakuru.

- Tell me something. - Yes

- Are there lions there? - Oh! That is their home.

Good morning, maestro. What incurable disease do you have today?

What is this pantomime?

I am continuing to pretend that you're sick.

- Very sick. - I thought you were more intelligent.

Evidently I was wrong.

I'll have to accept that.

Why did you lie to me?

Oh, my God. You're like an obnoxious lover!

You don't want to help me?

Goodbye and thank you. That is the door. Without a handle.

You wanted the kit?

I have it.

- You have it? - Yes.

- Where is it? - It's arriving tomorrow.

- I don't believe it. - A friend will bring it from Switzerland.

- Swear it. - I swear.

- But you must promise me something. - What?

That first you'll leave with me.

What does that mean?

I'm almost finished here, and we'll take a trip.

A small vacation.

- Where? - You'll see.

- But you must promise. - I promise.

There are moments when, among carnivorous rivals, harmony seems to reign.

But that is not so.

This is just a rare break that pleases everyone.

Who is making this commotion? At this hour!

Even the crocodiles know who the king of the Savannah is...

- Dino, lower it - ...the rest of the carcass.

While the old coalition head who is satisfied, observes them.

Shall we go to sleep or not, Dino?

Well?

Dino?

Dino!

You ended up doing it, Dino.

You see?

You did it.

Without any help.

We had better cover him before the others see him.

What were you saying to him?

Nothing.

Summer

And that is why I unite your minds

and your hearts.

So I entrust your union...

to grace...

and to peace.

Of the senses

Cheers for the newlyweds!

You hair dye is dripping.

What dye?

"INSOLENCE HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH COURAGE"

AND FOR THIS TOO, DON'T THANK ME BUT THANK CONFUCIUS

GOOD LUCK... THE DIRECTOR

- Hey. - Hey.

They're eating all the cake. The cholesterol will rise tonight.

Anyway, I don't mind spending another six months in here.

I think I'll extend my stay another year.

Yes...

I want to see your girlfriend's face when you tell her.

We broke up. She thinks I've a fling with Yaro.

Anyway...

stick to your diet out there because your readings are a mess.

If you need some urine, just ask.

Thanks.

Let's embrace now because I don't have many tissues.

Oh...

Twenty euros.

You thought I'd forgotten, huh?

Tomorrow they will put the handle back.

I'd have come in a bit. I didn't want to break the rules.

I've one left over.

In case you ever want to take a trip.

And what a trip!

- Who knows! - And who says "who knows"...

Well? If you wait any longer I'll ask her to come.

She already has a suitcase.

- Cheers for the newlyweds! - Cheers!

At the beginning of 2020, something took place

that would change the habits of the entire planet.

And also those of Villa Bianca.

he was one of the first to be hit by the wind of the far east

and in the end, it bent over, without tremors.

He tried to minimize the situation until the end.

But, his legs trembled when he performed in front of Guests

during a flamenco number and was obliged to surrender.

She didn't give up her lightness, even when her condition became worse.

Manuel, who was at her death bed,

swears having heard her laugh while he closed her eyes.

He followed her a few days later,

despite the tarots had foreseen for him

the arrival of a new volunteer with deer eyes.

At the funeral, his Lina commented:

"Let's hope that his wife isn't suffering too much".

The colonel resisted to the contagion

until the day he kissed his grandson Simone on the cheek.

Omar says he didn't regret it, not even on the point of death.

Despite his rigid fingers and Pasquale's criticism,

he began jotting down the notes of the Hymn to Joy.

Luisa heard him say, when he was about to die: "Beethoven sent me".

The Bertazzoni Sisters

Departed, one hour away from each other...

with a flutter.

On that day the isobars were lined up, and exactly at the time he had foreseen,

Pierluigi closed his eyes and reached the Dew Point