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I'm sorry, Marta. We don't have good news.
Tell me everything, please.
You have the Muco-visci-bosis.
Ugh!
Muco-visci-dosis.
Yes, in short, you have that.
How much do I have left to live?
More or less... three minutes, because then the cartoons begin.
So, before I leave you,
I want to tell you a secret.
Here, I must tell you that...
It will remain unresolved.
- Tell us! - Tell us!
You know all those stories in which caterpillars
eventually become butterflies?
Well, I eventually stayed caterpillar.
- How much do I have left? - What the fuck!
There is much more dignity in being rejected by a fly guy.
One dinner.
If we don't click, I swear I'll leave you alone.
Deal.
I have a date with Arturo Selva!
But we do it.
Oh yes, we do.
Am I the ugliest girl you've ever gone out with?
Now we have only one chance left. The transplant.
I'M SORRY
I could die in the thick of it.
Hello everyone. It's been a year.
Twelve months that, I do not know about you, but to me they seemed endless.
Maybe because in the end they were all the same...
I can't even do a list, because it would be too short.
But let's try.
Turin is always the same, wonderful and unchanging.
Jacopo and Federica always the same efficient guardian angels.
The Muco is always lurking, waiting for a nice transplant
that I feel it will come, sooner or later.
Basically, you know... everything's been frigging the same.
Actually, no. There is something different.
Well, I don't really know how tell you...
Okay... are you sitting down?
Things with Arturo unfortunately didn't work out.
But don't feel sorry for me, because...
Well, I'm the one who left him.
I swear!
Thing is we were really different
and I think I did him a favor too, because, guys, let's face it:
opposites attract, but in the end they break up.
Oh, how bad-mannered of me. Sorry.
The "mayonnaise and ketchup flavor" guy is Gabriele.
I met him about three months ago.
27 years old, graduated with honors in Painting and Scenography...
No! - ...at the Albertina Academy of Fine Arts.
For now, he does a few odd jobs while waiting for his big chance.
I believe this is yours.
Thank you. I'm sorry.
You're welcome. Can I?
No, please...
Your drawings are beautiful.
You'll think "super creepy." I have thought "super romantic."
Gabriele was funny...
Gabriele was sweet...
Gabriele was very very determined.
Good morning.
Hey.
Understood. You already regret it. Okay, I'll be on my way.
Regret, me? Come back to bed immediately.
I guess by now you know that I like you very much.
You can't say that!
- No? - No!
You must pretend to be detached so as to maintain control,
then you express a generic interest, but that's optional,
it's just to test the ground,
and only at the end you give the final gush.
I didn't know.
Wow, that's so much work.
Oh well, it's too late now, so, I was saying...
I like you very much.
What's wrong?
My illness doesn't bother you at all?
No, it bothers me, of course.
But for sure it won't be the Muco to stop me.
Okay, can you now tell me what's really going on?
It's that I've just come out of--
From an important relationship.
That worries me way more than the Muco.
- And you're still thinking about him. - No.
That's not true. I'm the one who broke up with him.
What kind of guy was he?
It was him.
Wow.
You left him? Come on!
- Moron. - Come on.
Anyway, you sleeping with his photo above your head says a lot about us.
I didn't remove the photo because on this wall there's pretty much all my life,
- and Arturo was part of-- - Arturo.
What a shitty name.
Listen...
in my personal experience,
it takes a while to send away certain ghosts, so...
before we hurt ourselves, maybe it's best to give up now.
Okay?
Deal.
Goodbye Gabriele.
Goodbye Marta.
Okay, consistency wasn't our forte.
We spent a lot of time together.
After a month I had already become his muse.
I don't know how, but for the first time everything worked perfectly.
Stay still!
What about cinema tonight?
Yeah! Why not?
Do I choose or do you choose?
Hey.
- Hey! - Huh?
- Everything all right? - Um, yes.
Nothing, I thought I had seen Arturo.
This is his parents' favorite restaurant.
Oh.
Is it any good?
I have no idea.
We ran away before the appetizers.
I took him to eat frozen pizza at the supermarket.
But then we started the game of questions.
The what?
It's just a silly game.
We had five questions each and only one lie wildcard.
Okay. Here.
Call him and tell him to take you back.
How many times do I have to tell you that I'm the one who left him?
Nobody believes me.
Seriously. Look at me.
You have no reason to fear anyone.
And do you know why?
Here we go again.
Yes, I'm going again, my dear.
You have no reason to fear anyone
because you also love making lists like me,
because you are extraordinarily messed up,
yet you solve everything with a smile.
And heck, it's the most beautiful smile that has ever been created.
And you also kiss like a God!
Did Picasso go home?
Guys, you didn't like my ex, you don't like him,
are you jealous, perhaps?
You're wrong dear, I'm not jealous. If anything, I envy you.
I haven't had sex in months.
There's a new app, it's called "Drool."
How elegant.
Okay, at least are we going out tonight? I have a good feeling.
I can't. I have poker with the countess.
I can't either, I'm going out with Gabriele.
Talking about Gabriele...
we can tell you're cute together, and we're very happy for you,
but maybe it's too early.
No! Do not listen to her.
One boyfriend drives away another, also, life is short, so enjoy it.
Okay, I'm a dick.
Dear customers,
the supermarket will close in a few minutes.
We kindly invite you to complete your purchase and reach the counters.
Thank you for choosing us. We wish you a good evening
and a rocking weekend.
Shit, you're early.
Death and damnation.
Okay. What are we celebrating?
There's nothing to celebrate.
I just wanted to spend the nigh with a beautiful girl.
Aww.
But since they were all busy... Here we are.
You moron.
I love this place.
Well, I'm sure he loves you, too.
How sugary you are tonight.
What's going on?
What's going on is...
I've never known anyone like you.
Because you are... smart,
funny, selfless...
Didn't you forget something?
That you are beautiful.
So beautiful that I would portray you a thousand times more.
Okay, now besides Muco I'm getting diabetes, too.
So? What do you have to tell me?
What?
Gabriele De Marchi.
One of the things that I like about you is that you are so wonderfully transparent.
So much so that at one of Federica's pokers you wouldn't last five minutes.
Come on.
Tell Marta.
Okay, um...
They offered me a job.
What? Pour me some cheap wine right now!
Hold on. Uh... I said no.
Why? Was it a shitty job?
No, actually it was wonderful.
Assistant set designer for a TV series.
But it's for 10 months
and it's in Paris, which is very far.
But the good news is that they chose me, right?
For the first time they chose me and not someone else, so...
this gave me a super charge.
What's wrong?
What are you doing?
Now you call them back
and tell them that you were wrong.
No, come on... Why?
You tell them you have a very understanding girlfriend,
who's certainly not scared to have a long-distance relationship.
That she's entrusting them her boyfriend for 10 very long months
as long as...
he will come back as happy as you are you now.
I know, I'm amazing.
Are you sure?
Never been more sure.
Ten months will fly.
What are you doing?
I say "foldo."
"Foldo," damn it.
We're here to play, right?
Come on, Mauro! She's just a little girl.
Little girl, my ass.
Flush.
Queens' poker.
Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry, but it's getting late.
The little girl has to go to sleep.
Thank you very much. This is for you.
Thank you.
Do you need a ride?
Thanks for the thought, but with what I've won tonight
I can rent a helicopter.
True, you've played well.
It's just luck.
There is no luck, not even at cards.
You count the cards.
- I don't know what you're talking about. - I've watched you.
You kept your bets low throughout the evening.
And then when you harvested enough data about us,
about our habits, on our reactions... then you acted.
You knew I was aiming for flush.
And you bluffed asking for the check,
even when you had the victory in hand with the poker.
You have a mathematical mind,
it's rare.
So? What do you want to do?
Expose me to the countess?
No!
I would like to offer you a job.
DROOL
Okay.
Profile picture.
Okay.
Okay, the photo is on. Now I need an intriguing nickname.
Something mysterious, but not repelling.
Reassuring but sexy.
I have it.
Top.
And now, let's unleash hell!
- Hi, Jacopo! - Hi.
Listen...
- I need to tell you something. - Okay, but I need a plug.
The app you've recommended it's great!
However...
I decided to use a scientific approach,
like I was looking for the right candidate for a job.
Consider that just tomorrow I might have...
13 interviews.
Very well. It's just that this thing happened to me, and it's--
Guys, today's been memorable.
For me, too!
I have great news.
Me, too!
Yes, I too have to tell you something.
All right, so let's all tell our news together.
- Go! - One, two, three...
- I'll get engaged. - I've found a job!
Gabriele moves to France.
Per ten months.
And now?
Nothing.
We will have a long-distance relationship,
like many other couples do.
What are you thinking?
That another guy has broken up with you.
I broke up with Arturo.
Me, okay?
And we are not breaking up.
He didn't even want to leave. It was me who...
convinced him.
Did you convince him?
Yes.
And how did he take it?
Good. How was he supposed to take it?
We've been together only for three months.
Let's consider it a test.
It will really be interesting to know how it will turn out.
Oh well. Let's celebrate.
I don't have anything to celebrate.
Hey, hello, I didn't see you.
Keep that up.
- Funny. You know that-- - Wait a minute.
Marta!
Hey...
Won't you introduce me?
- Sure! Gabriele, he is-- - Vittorio.
Arturo's best friend.
Who is about to arrive, by the way.
It's not a problem, right?
Come on, I'm joking! Really?
Look who's here!
But it's Blue Bekka!
Yes, it's her. It's Blue Bekka!
Beautiful!
FROM TURIN, BUT THE WORLD IS MY HOME
ROMANTIC STATUS: FOREVER SINGLE LOVES: ONLY HERSELF
HATES: 120 CHARACTERS ARE NOT ENOUGH JOB: SELF-EMPLOYED
You are gorgeous!
That's Blue Bekka!
Hello cuz.
Guys, lower those smartphones.
Yes, I know. She is the amazing Blue Bekka,
but tonight she does not work. Tonight she's just my cousin Rebecca.
So don't ask her for photos, posts and whatnot. Okay? Let's have fun!
Also because she would ask for five thousand euros each.
Hello! Look at me!
Hello!
He's Gabriele, my boyfriend.
Hello, nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you, I'm Gabriele. - I'm going to get a drink.
Yes.
Explain to me why we got rid of Arturo but we kept his lame friends?
I don't know either.
Sorry, you scared me to death.
I know. Sometimes it happens.
Hi, I'm Giacomo.
Hello.
Look at the like to get a drink. I would do anything for a Mojito.
Here.
Oh. Thank you.
You said you would do anything.
- Within limits. - What limits? Let's talk about it.
Do you have everything?
Almost everything.
How can you be so cute? Ugh!
Am I just cute? What?
Okay, so let's see if with this I get to be amazing.
FOR MARTA
- God, it's an open ticket. - Mm-hm.
How did you do it? It must've cost you a lot, you--
I'll be waiting for you in Paris.
Okay.
Eighty-six messages?
Not even in high school I had that much to read.
Oh my God. Who died?
It's my first day at work.
And I'm already late.
Thank you.
Wish me luck.
Good luck.
Okay, I'll go back to sleep.
Oh my God, what is it?
What happened?
Now you tell me nothing happened last night.
Last night nothing happened.
Because technically it happened this morning.
No. You're talking bullshit.
Fuck...
now I remember.
The mojito.
That has become many mojitos...
And I had this terrible stiff neck that hurt and so you told me...
I'm very good at giving massages.
No!
It really happened.
I am ruined forever.
Come on, don't cry. It was nice.
For you!
If you want, I won't tell anyone.
Would you really do that?
Sure. Who would believe me anyway?
Yeah, right!
No one will believe you.
Okay.
I'm safe. All right.
Turn around.
I said turn around.
Okay.
I'm going to feel very lonely, you know?
Yeah, right. With all those tease with the snub nose
and the baguette under the arm.
Then you'll have to come to mark your territory.
But I trust you blindly.
Tell me we're doing the right thing.
- We are doing the right thing. - Tell me you'll miss me a lot.
I'll miss you a lot.
Tell me you love me.
Come on, I'm kidding! God... Breathe.
Paris flight no. 03...
It's my flight.
Then bon voyage, monsieur.
And remember not to come back with the usual snow globe with the Eiffel Tower.
Got it.
Bye.
One...
two...
three...
four...
five...
six...
Six. Not bad.
Wow.
I've been looking for an ethical hacker for a while now.
A what?
An ethical hacker,
someone trusted able to test computer security systems
by implementing attacks and intrusions.
Basically you are looking for a criminal. Should I be offended?
No! I would rather say you should be flattered.
The role of the ethical hacker will soon become crucial
for any company and anyone who's able to do this job well,
has a career guaranteed. I'm betting on you.
Because I count cards at an old people's poker?
Let's be honest, I don't even have a degree,
I don't think I'm qualified for this job.
As far as I'm concerned, with a degree you can wrap eggs up
if behind it there isn't a person who's smart and sharp as you are.
And if things go as I say, and the end of your internship
I'll win this bet, then it will be a victory for everyone. Don't you think?
Over there.
Yes...
So, this is your workstation. They are Silvia and Cristina.
Girls, this is Federica, starting today she will work with us.
If you need anything, I am in the office next to Delfina's. Have a good day.
Thank you.
Who is Delfina?
Start by reading this.
Um, sorry.
- Do you know what the password is? - No.
Thank you, you're very kind.
Let's try "password."
If I really were to be a hacker, we'd already be fucked.
- Coffee? - Yes, please.
- Hey! Hi. - Do you hear me?
How are you?
No, I can't hear you.
Do you see me?
No, don't-- Wait a moment, I'll move over, wait.
No...
I think my connection is shit.
- Try now. - Hello?
Speak.
- No, I-- - Damn it!
My God, you sound like the exorcist.
Try now.
Nothing, dead.
Nothing, I'm sorry. The house is beautiful, but there's no connection.
Tomorrow I'll see what I can do to have Wi-Fi.
I already miss you a lot.
I miss you a lot, too.
Let me know as soon as you fix the Wi-Fi, because I'm preparing you a surprise.
Well? How did the first day go?
There you go.
No.
Come on!
What do you think about the shipments that...
No.
- Did you go grocery shopping? - No.
Okay, then we'll order something.
What was the name of that new soups place?
It's called... "Sop me."
- Order for three. - Okay.
Okay... done!
Where's Jacopo?
Dunno.
Did he go out?
Now that I think about it, I haven't seen him for at least 24 hours.
Did you stay here all day?
Okay, you take the arms and I the legs?
I'm Jacopo. I'm 20 years old
and I spend 16 hours a day on Drool.
Hello Jacopo.
I've chatted with 379 guys in two days.
It's a full time job, I swear.
I don't sleep anymore, I don't eat anymore
and I don't bathe anymore, because if I get distracted
I risk of losing the notification that will change my life.
No! That's enough!
Maybe it's time to start going out with them.
Trust a girl who had a hard time giving up the keyboard.
But I've actually met some of them already, live.
But now I get confused with names, faces and stories.
It's nice to meet in person.
Even though I liked a lot chatting with you.
I must confess that... I never opened to anyone like I did with you.
Our chats have made an impression to me too, Marco.
Who is Marco?
Look, let me tell you, your photo doesn't do you justice...
you look younger than you are.
I think you look 35, tops.
But I'll be 26 in July.
You know, Jacopo, after our discussion I thought you didn't want meet in person.
Oh, come on. I couldn't wait to.
Good.
So you changed your mind about sadomasochism under ketamine.
The check!
I need to slow down...
No, you just need a secretary.
And since Gabriele is not here, I have some time.
No, thanks.
I'm done with men.
I'm going.
Here are your soups.
Sorry for the delay.
There's everything, right?
Yes! It's all there.
So enjoy your meal and...
thanks for choosing "Sop Me".
Thank you.
Bye!
Yay! We needed something to warm us up.
Tell me about it.
So Marta, everything all right?
Yes, I had an increase in cough and a bit of a fever,
but now I'm better.
Why is that?
I have no idea.
Oh, yes.
I finished the mucolytics, I skipped them for one day.
Okay, four and a half days. But now everything is back to normal.
It's just that with Gabriele leaving I lost track of things.
Marta I don't know how to tell you anymore.
You can't let your guard down. Ever.
Anyway,
I have to give you some news that for once it's not about you, but it's about me.
Next Monday I'm going to retire.
But you can't. I'm sorry, don't you think about me?
Little Marta, we've been through so much together, huh?
But now I feel the need to rest a little.
I'm not getting any younger, and...
But at least stay until I die. It won't take that long, right?
I actually wish it would.
Anyway, to show you that I've thought about you,
I leave you in the hands of the good Dr. Caponi.
Nice to meet you, Marta.
Dr. Caponi already knows everything about you.
He will follow the trend of the transplant waiting list.
You'll see, you won't have any problems.
Doctor.
Retirement is very boring.
You will end up feeding pigeons,
looking at construction sites, doing crossword puzzles.
Think about it.
- Goodbye. - Goodbye.
Goodbye.
What do you know? Maybe he's even better.
He's definitely hotter.
Have you seen him? He's like 15 years old. He doesn't even grow a beard.
Where did he graduate? Disneyland?
Don't worry.
I've looked at your chart, and considering your behaviors
soon I will no longer be necessary.
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to be rude.
It's just that I grew fond of the other doctor, and--
No, Marta! I am not your friend and I never will be.
If it's comfort you want, go see a priest.
Here we work to extend people's life, how foolish of us.
We expect them to give us a hand.
Anyway really, I don't know how long you have to live, but...
I suggest you not to waste it looking for a brilliant response.
Anyway, based on your track record,
look around, before speaking behind someone's back.
Hi.
What are you doing here?
These are not for me, right?
Of course they are for you.
Listen, I thought I had been very clear with you, okay?
Whatever happened, happened...
it also was very pleasant, but enough!
Tell me the truth.
Are you ashamed of me?
Yes!
I'm ashamed of you.
- Those roses are beautiful. - Yes! You never give me gift me flowers.
I was right.
You are the hundredth girl who rejects me,
but you are the first to tell me how things really are.
I mean it!
Telling me the truth you are showing an immense respect.
I was right.
You are special.
Giacomo?
Three rules.
Number one: in public, you and I don't know each other.
Number two: no photos, no hashtags, no posts. You can't even afford them.
Number three: I leave you when I want,
and you leave without whining. Okay?
I'm in.
And... those three rules
apply to you, too.
Deal, you stallion.
- Good evening. - No, thank you.
Oh, mister. Excuse me.
- I take this one. - Yes.
- It's 5 euros, please. - Okay.
- Thank you very much. - Thank you.
HERE I HAVE A GOOD CONNECTION. I'M READY FOR THE SURPRISE.
PUT ON YOUR HEADPHONES WITH MAXIMUM VOLUME.
Hey, hi.
I don't see a thing, if you don't turn the light on.
Gabriele, are you coming with us for a beer?
Yes?
Are you coming with us for a beer?
Yes, just a minute.
Well, this is Marta, my girlfriend.
- Bonjour... - Hello!
So, are you coming?
Yes, I'm coming.
Okay. We'll wait for you.
Thank you.
Thanks for the surprise. It's been...
a real surprise.
Look, can we talk later? I'm going to have a beer with them.
All right. I also have to tell you about the new doctor.
Right! How did it go?
I'll just tell you that we nicknamed him "The Shit."
Okay. All right.
We'll talk later.
Bye.
What a waste of energy.
How did the tete-a-tete go?
It has become a tete-at-all.
I'm hungry.
Stop!
I'm going.
Well, I can't for sure.
Look who's here! Come in.
Yes. May I?
It's good you liked the soups.
They don't always have the same effect on people.
You don't know the effect your soup has on us.
Do you work every day?
No, only on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays.
Oh. Good.
At least you have time to rest, to play sports...
to go out with your girlfriend...
What girlfriend?
I just moved here to Turin, I'm all alone.
Oh.
Come on, hurry up.
The soup. It gets cold.
Yes! The soup...
Enjoy your meal.
- Bye. - Bye.
Bye.
Okay.
I'm coming out.
Again?
I love the guy from "Sop Me."
We had a hunch.
- Which team does he play for? - What do I know?
You're lucky, my dear. You have before you a professional stalker.
Come on. Tell us everything we know about him. Write!
Okay, so...
His name is Tommy, that I think is short for Tommaso.
He works only three days a week,
he's new to Turin, and he's so handsome.
He's handsome, write.
Here.
Your cousin has a boyfriend, too.
- With whom? - I don't know.
This time she didn't even say it to me.
He must definitely be a footballer, millionaire, hunk.
Wow.
Take that look off your face right now.
I don't know what you're referring to.
To that.
Where did you learn all of those moves?
Movies, books, comics.
Mainly movies.
I'm exhausted. Can you get me some water?
Don't worry, I thought about everything.
What time is it?
Eleven o'clock.
Fuck, I had to tag the new Nikes!
Hey...
I'll tag you now.
Look, we have to work on those lame pick-up lines.
They're just awful.
Okay.
Good morning, girls.
- Sugar? - Yes, thank you.
Okay, I get it.
Come in. Bye.
Do you have a minute?
Of course.
I was on the phone with Delfina.
Unfortunately she will not be able to come to the convention at the end of the month.
Too bad, I wanted to introduce her to you. Please.
Thank you.
So, tell me everything.
I'll give you a hand.
Silvia and Cristina are behaving like bitches.
I haven't come to ask you to defend me. Trust me, I can do it on my own.
I came to talk to you because...
Because you want to know why they've been behaving like that from the start.
It's nothing personal, believe me.
As proof of this, there is the fact that before you there have been Marinella,
then Michela, then Irene.
All of them lasted a month and then hotfooted out of here.
I'm sorry, but... if you're aware of the problem, why don't you send them away?
Because the company needs them.
At least until we find someone who is as good as them, if not...
even more.
You know what I mean?
Perfectly.
Do you understand?
They mark the territory. With me?
Poor women, they don't know who they're up against.
Yet, there's something off.
What a drag!
The light in the office went off,
I have to go check the servers aren't damaged.
- With this rain? - Yeah.
Okay.
Have a nice virtual dinner.
Thank you.
But no soup tonight.
Let's see...
Pizza!
I'm coming!
Oh, my God!
- I mean, hey! - Hello.
Hi! You changed restaurant.
Yes, I work for the pizzeria now.
I see... that you are soggy.
Oh, well. Occupational hazards.
Do you want to enter? I can lend you a T-shirt.
Don't worry, it's raining less now.
And I have other deliveries to do, so...
Come on, really, I insist. We need you healthy, you know? Come in.
All right.
May I?
Here, you can wear this.
Have you known each other for a long time?
Yes. Since forever.
They are basically my family.
In Calabria I had a group of friends like yours.
I miss them a lot.
We video chat every now and then, but it's not the same.
Shit, the dinner. I have a very important thing to do,
you can change where you want.
Okay.
Okay. Let's make you change in the other room. Yes.
- Hey! - How are you?
Great.
Oh. I can see.
Just great.
Oh, yes. This is Tommaso.
Hello. Sorry to interrupt.
Marta, thank you very much, I'll go then. Bye.
Wait! Wait a second.
Leave it, I will wash it and you can take it back when you bring this one back.
All right. Thanks.
- I'll leave you my number, then. - Okay.
Bye.
So?
Who was that?
Tommaso, the rider.
To whom you gave my t-shirt?
Yes, but it is for a good cause!
Jacopo has a crush on him and we are trying to figure out
which way the wind blows.
That's why you were flirting with him?
I wasn't flirting with him.
What's wrong?
Nothing, I'm sorry...
it's just that it's hard being apart.
Listen, when are you coming to see me?
You're right, I'm sorry.
It's just that at work people have the influenza, it's a mess.
I would like to stay at least for a week.
Got it.
Shall we eat?
Fuck! It's you.
Fuck, it's you.
The lights went off and I came to check the emergency generator had activated.
Don't worry, we've already restarted it.
You can go back to kissing Mauro's ass.
Can we get it over with?
To do what?
This pathetic scene where you are bitches and I try to tame you.
I say we can solve it like adults, don't you agree?
Mancave?
Mancave.
After you.
Come on Silvia, come on!
Good, keep it up, come on!
Come on Silvia! Come on, we can still do it!
Just like that, come on!
- Concentrate-- No! - Yes!
I let you win. Okay?
You're so generous.
Anyway, you're not bad.
At foosball? Or in general?
Girls, enough.
I know everything.
About Irene, Marinella, Michela...
How do you know?
I know.
I just want to know why.
Because they were cute, I guess.
So much for women solidarity.
You force them to leave just because they are cute?
Wait. Did Mauro tell you this?
Yes.
This is Irene's voice message. She sent it six months ago.
I can't take it anymore.
He touches me all over.
When I tell him no, he keeps saying that I don't show attachment to the job.
He threatens me.
I am tired.
I'm sorry girls, I adore you...
He always uses the same system.
And the same sentences.
"To be able to think about what the company can do for you..."
"...you have to think about what you can do for the company."
Why don't you report him?
Because we don't have the evidence.
His threats are always subtle.
All things that a court would say are "inappropriate jokes,"
but criminally "not relevant."
And then we would not only lose our job, but we would struggle to find another one.
I give you some advice. If you're left alone with him always leave the door open.
Men suck.
Keep your distance.
That's fine with me. I'm a lesbian.
Lucky you!
Jacopo, I brought you a gift.
Learn to knock, for fuck's sake!
I brought you a gift.
A used shirt?
But it's not just any t-shirt.
Guess who it belongs to?
Soupman?
This is the Holy Shroud!
How did you get it?
Yesterday I ordered a pizza, but he showed up.
Apparently, he changed restaurant.
It was raining, he was wet, so I lent him a t-shirt
and he left me this one so that it would dry out.
But this means that...
That to come take it back, he gave me his number.
No way.
You are a genius!
- I know. - Okay.
Now we just have to find out if he likes boys or girls.
I'm coming!
- Hi. - Hey.
Sorry to stop by without a warning,
but I had a delivery in this building.
I brought you your t-shirt back.
Oh! Good!
I'm gonna bring you yours.
- Give it to me. - What are you doing?
- I have to give it back to him. - It's my gift!
He's at the door!
Do you smell something?
This is a fabric softener that I do
by mixing lavender extract and Goji berries.
He's definitely gay.
Here, this is your shirt. It's a bit crumpled, but...
Don't worry. Thanks again.
Why don't we go out together one of these evenings?
Maybe he's straight...
Would you like that?
Look,
I'm a bit swamped these days, you know?
I really...
- Don't worry. - Like I had accepted!
No, sorry. I was pushy.
Tomorrow night?
Okay.
- Eight o'clock sounds good? - Eight o'clock is fine.
- See you tomorrow, then. - See you tomorrow. Bye.
Why did you make me accept?
Because I'm coming, too.
Still nothing from Paris?
He's not online.
We haven't talked yesterday, either.
- Phone? - Off.
He's early.
Fuck, I'm not ready.
Entertain him!
Okay...
- Bonsoir! - It's you!
If Muhammad does not go to the mountain...
He's the wrong boyfriend.
Hello to you too, Jacopo. Wrong boyfriend?
Tommaso. The delivery guy.
Tonight we were supposed to go out with him to find out his sexual orientation.
Someone here is in love.
Then I'm sorry to have ruined your plans.
Don't you dare.
So... would you...
Would you mind to go out with them?
Jacopo, you could move on the other side?
Yes, sorry.
Do you want to sit here?
- Yes. - Sit.
Gabriele, so you live in Paris.
Yes, but only recently.
The Ville Lumiere is wonderful.
I would love to live in Paris,
to enjoy the pleasures of life
and lead a life of my choosing.
Yes, it was a bit fast but I understood the meaning.
You're very good. How many languages do you talk?
Five.
Oh well, how wonderful, if you can use them all like that.
I would like to learn to speak French, too.
It's just that good courses cost a lot.
But I'm here. And don't worry about the cost.
It's on the house.
Tommaso, have you ever been to the karaoke?
Never.
To this day I have only sung in the shower.
Bravo!
So guys...
But my mantra is to try everything at least once in your life.
So thank you, Marta.
Nice, this mantra of yours...
Then why not start tonight?
You know what? You're right, my friend.
Let me. Can I choose the song?
Sure.
- Choose the song you want. - Come here.
I see trouble ahead.
Woah, challenging song. Let's see how our tenor copes with it.
He's good!
Bravo!
He looks like an angel.
He's so nice.
And he has that Calabrian accent, it's too sweet.
He's Barbie 'Nduja.
Why doesn't the Wi-Fi password work?
Because I changed it. Now it's "GabriMarta2021."
So? With Tommaso?
Is he gay or not?
Dunno.
But we've discovered that he is a crazy good tenor.
No guys, he's not gay.
How can you know?
It's simple, because he likes you.
Me? Are you kidding? He would never like a girl like me.
Hey.
Even if that was the case, I like you.
Okay.
Hey!
Look, I know the effect handsome guys like him have on you.
I know what happens to "handsome guys like him".
Okay.
In any case I signed you up to an online French course.
It's a gift.
We have about 7 hours to spend together.
Do we really want to spend them like this?
Not at all. On the contrary, my evening starts now.
I have to go, I'm already late. Bye.
- Hey. - What is it?
Everything all right?
Sure. Why?
Then give me half a second more.
Please, I'm sorry, but I'll miss my flight.
- Okay. - Bye.
Bye.
One...
Two...
Come on.
Come on...
Twice. He turned only two times.
Let's hear. What does that mean "in the world of Marta?"
That something is wrong.
Is it because of the distance?
Maybe. But I think there's more.
Maybe he's jealous of Tommaso.
Not even Gabriele would be jealous of a gay man.
TOMMY SOP ME NEW MESSAGE
HI MARTA, WANNA HANG OUT?
Potential gay.
Now, you go out with him and ask him directly.
All right. But don't tell anything to Gabriele, or he's going to get mad.
You'll see, you'll get I boyfriend and I'll lose mine.
That's fine by me.
Come Marta, come in.
No. You stay out here.
Cover yourself.
From the chart it looks like everything normalized.
Did you have problems?
So far I would say no.
Funny.
They say laughing lengthens life.
But not in your case.
On the contrary, all this lightness you have demonstrated with your stunts
has shortened it.
And by a lot.
So now my job will be to find you a compatible donor,
and yours is to stay alive until we do.
Deal?
- Doctor-- - Close the door when you leave, please.
Yes.
Okay, I'll just try it once.
What if they did that to you?
No, come on. You can't do that.
Don't do anything stupid.
Don't...
Maybe the password isn't even right.
GabriMarta2021.
TOMMASO LOOK AT THIS TUTORIAL
DO YOU WANNA PLAY A GAME? WE HAVE 5 QUESTIONS EACH...
...AND YOU CAN'T LIE, BUT YOU HAVE A WILDCARD TO AVOID ANSWERING
TONIGHT I'LL ASK YOU THE MOST IMPORTANT QUESTION - FACE TO FACE
I hadn't laughed so much in a long time.
Are you saying I'm a clown?
Sure.
And in a world of stuck-up people, it's the best compliment one can receive.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
I wanted to thank you.
You know, for the karaoke the other night, and for having accepted my invitation.
It's just that... I feel alone, I think.
Are you kidding? It was a pleasure.
You are ugly, but fortunately you're nice.
You too.
Listen, about that question I wanted to ask you...
It's a bit delicate, so I hope you won't take it too personally.
Shoot.
So, um...
I would like to know-- I mean, not just me, we would all like to--
I'm sorry, can you give me five minutes?
- Sure. - Thank you. I'll be right back.
Hey, monsieur. Are you already done working?
No, I wanted to take a break.
Here I am then, I'm all yours.
I hear some noise. Where are you?
I'm out for dinner.
Who are you with?
With Jacopo.
That's not true.
What do you mean? Of course it's true.
All right. Then let me talk to him.
Gabriele, what's going on?
Marta, are you with Tommaso?
Marta, answer me, are you with Tommaso?
Wait I'll explain. This dinner is to understand
if Tommaso is interested in Jacopo. That's it.
Jacopo, the one a minute ago you told me was at the table with you?
Sorry, you're right. I shouldn't have lied.
But there's nothing between me and Tommaso.
So that's why I've been asking you to come to Paris for weeks
but you've always found an excuse.
The problem is not you, it's me.
Because I am not Tommaso, or Arturo,
and it's clear that I'm not enough!
Gabriele, for me you are way more than enough.
That's not true! Stop it!
And do you know what the worst thing is?
That you always create the same scenario.
You find someone out of your league, you stalk him,
you play the questions game until he gives up.
Gabriele, I'm sorry, but...
How do you know about the question game?
Gabriele, answer me.
I entered your profile.
And thank goodness I did! Otherwise I wouldn't have found out anything.
There was nothing to find out.
But at this point, it doesn't matter whether you believe me or not.
You've made me feel dirty and wrong, when the dirty one is you.
Not only because you have shown me that you don't trust me,
but above all because you made me understand that I cannot trust you.
No, Marta, wait. I did it because I care about us.
No.
We both know why you did it.
When I feel insecure, and I swear to you it happens very often,
I don't calm myself by rummaging in someone else's drawers.
No, wait, Marta. Let me explain, please.
No, now I'm gonna hang up
and go finish crying, and don't you try to contact me, because you'll be blocked.
If you want to know something about me, keep reading my account,
because it'll be the only thing left.
Please, Marta! Please--
It's all my fault.
No, it's my fault.
I shouldn't have trusted him.
Are you sure you don't want to give him a second chance?
People make mistakes.
Of course they make mistakes.
But this problem will never be solved, there will always be new ghosts.
If he doesn't feel up to it, it's not my problem.
But then...
did you ask Tommaso "that" question?
I'm sorry. Okay.
You can cover yourself.
GABRIELE BLOCK USER
ARE YOU SURE? YES
Come in.
Shut the door.
So...
this...
is for you.
What is it?
It's an invite to the cyber security summit, this weekend.
Usually interns are not invited,
but I'd say you have earned it on the field.
Thank you.
I... Well, I thought...
you would have me assigned a logistics task, like Silvia and Cristina.
You know, I won't like to be among the guests while they are working.
Sweet Federica.
Still trying to have a relationship with those two witches.
Mau, can you come for a moment?
That's why I told you to close the door.
I'm coming.
Tell me everything.
These are the video mapping test results.
I'll take a look at them later. Thank you.
- Here. - Voila!
Thank you.
- Where were we? - Oh, we were done.
Thanks for inviting me. I will definitely be there.
Good.
You know? I feel like I'm living in a movie.
Me too. It's "Beauty and The Beast."
I know you're just pretending,
but you're actually growing fond of... me!
Jacopo!
Hey! Hi.
What are you doing here? Aren't you out of your area?
I was taking a walk.
Alone.
Yeah, "alone."
Come on, you can tell me, who's the new boyfriend?
Is he a politician? An actor? A priest?
Is he officially gay but secretly heterosexual?
There's no boyfriend. That's just marketing.
HEY, HANDSOME. CAN WE MEET TONIGHT? JUST THE TWO OF US
Yes!
Everything all right?
Then you can put them here. Okay.
Could you take over for ten minutes?
- Hi. - Ten minutes?
I thought I was fast, but you beat me for sure.
Listen, there's something I wanted to tell you for a while.
You know, I think I know what it is.
Really?
Yes. No, but maybe I'm wrong.
Maybe.
Jacopo...
I'll go back home the day after tomorrow.
I've been here for a couple of months, and Turin can be a very cold city.
I missed my friends, so I pretended not to see what was happening, because--
Because you liked the attentions you were getting from us.
I get it.
You get it?
Yes, I get it. Maybe I would have done the same, too.
I'm glad you and I talked.
I hope I didn't cause any problems to Marta and Gabriele.
No... Don't worry.
Okay.
- Bye. - See you.
Wait a moment.
Well, at least we have no more doubts.
Have a good trip.
So? How does he kiss?
Nothing special.
I'm sure if you make him feel sorry for you, you'll get a kiss, too.
Hello?
Yes, it's me.
Yes.
Sure.
Thank you.
What's going on?
It was the hospital.
The lungs are coming.
I must always keep the phone at hand,
because it could ring any time now,
day or night, and we must be ready to go there.
- Oh, God. - Did they tell you when they'll call?
It's a matter of days.
I have to pack my suitcase and I would like to say goodbye to the others, too.
This is it.
Everything all right?
Yes. I'm fine.
- Bye. - Bye.
A part of me would just like to unlock that freaking number,
call him and tell him to run here.
So why don't you do that?
I would only do it because I'm afraid.
It's healthy to be afraid.
I'm afraid, too.
And it is also normal to need a hug.
But I already have you two for that.
You were right.
It was too early.
What a shitty day, huh?
Now I will also have to ask for a long sick leave at work.
I crashed and burned in the most resounding way in history,
and I deleted Drool, it's not for me.
Today, I'm gonna lose my job.
But Mauro comes down with me.
- Hey! - Oh, hi.
- Everything all right? - Yes.
- Where's Cristina? - Over there.
I'm gonna take a look around.
MEET ME AT THE ELEVATORS, I WANT TO SHOW YOU SOMETHING
It's her! Miss, a picture!
Wow!
How beautiful.
Let's make a toast.
To what?
To our new junior cyber security analyst.
Really?
I told you that I would've won the bet.
I really like how are you working, and you still have the potential to grow.
Thanks, Mauro.
I swear I won't let you down.
I am sure of that.
But you see, to be able to think about what the company can do for you...
you must think about what you can do for the company.
- What are you doing? - I kiss you.
What makes you think I want be kissed?
Now I'm really embarrassed.
I'm sorry, I must have misunderstood.
I'm sorry, shall we go back inside?
In my opinion, you're not sorry at all.
What?
You're not sorry at all,
and you systematically do that with all your female employees.
What do you do if they reject you? You demote them,
using mobbing until they leave.
These are very serious accusations, you know?
I know.
So maybe,before speaking, you should have evidence of what you are saying.
You shouldn't have left me alone in your office.
These are the video mapping test results.
I'll take a look at them later. Thank you.
No, Mauro. I need them urgently.
How many interesting things in such a small object.
You say?
Who do you think you're dealing with, little girl?
Did you really think I wouldn't notice you had spied on my phone?
I even disabled the webcam and microphone,
in case you felt like recording this sweet conversation of ours...
You are all the same.
Irene, Michela, Marinella...
You are wonderfully ambitious.
You want to get to the top and you think that's free.
See, you could never conquer this world alone.
There will always have to be one of us deciding to give it to you.
Always.
Wait, Mauro...
You played your hand very badly.
Tomorrow I want your resignation letter on my desk, pretty girl.
Look, he's coming back.
- He has no shame. - Wait, Mauro...
You played your hand very badly.
Tomorrow I want your resignation letter on my desk, pretty girl.
You deactivated my phone, but what about yours?
As you entered my phone to delete all the files I had stolen from you,
you did not notice the trojan that Cristina had installed
on your phone to turn it into a microphone.
Then, the closed circuit cameras did the rest.
Pair audio and video was a child's play. No, sorry, a girl's play.
Buh!
Delfina, I--
Yes, you.
You've just made an ass of yourself like no one before.
You have underestimated your employees, Mauro,
although you were the one to choose them.
You should trust your decisions more.
Delfina, these three crazy women's act will cost millions to the company.
Customers lost forever.
Yes, you're right about that.
Just today we lost at least one million orders.
But it's so satisfying
to neutralize a pig like you on the global stage.
Money well spent, fuck!
Bravo, Delfina!
Which one of you is Silvia?
I am.
I've read your personal file in the database.
Law graduate, a master's degree in management engineering.
If you want it, this scoundrel's job is yours.
As for you, I expect your resignation letter on my desk tomorrow morning.
Cutie.
- He deserved it. - Bravo!
You've been fucked again by a queen's poker, huh?
Excuse me.
No news from the hospital?
No.
Guys! Victory!
You want a beer?
Wait, I'll help you.
No, I do it myself, thank you.
Do you know Giacomo?
Friends call him Gollum.
You know, he recently got a girlfriend.
With her.
Yes. And this is my mistress.
Can you turn off the music, please?
When we wonder what's the reason for living is, when...
everything is destined to end,
the only thing that comes to mind is that...
we probably want to leave a trace behind.
And to inspire,
which is the only thing that makes us feel alive.
Marta, for me you are the greatest inspiration.
You always smile,
you are stubborn and you don't give a damn about what others think of you.
I kinda envy you for that.
So tonight, to honor Marta, a new Rebecca is born.
And yes, it's true, I have a boyfriend.
You must be wondering who he is.
My boyfriend is a guy who I have nothing in common with.
Who doesn't know how to dress properly,
he's extremely clumsy and will probably be bald by the time he turns 30.
But I wouldn't change him for anything in the world.
I love you, Giacomo.
HOSPITAL
It's time.
Cool, this new hospital. Why are you getting surgery here?
The Shit works here.
Do you need something?
Yes, a pair of new lungs,
but they told me they're coming.
As for Gabriele...
Call him.
Whose side are you on?
Yours. Always.
He made a mistake, you're right,
but whoever has to be compared to a ghost can become a little insecure, right?
Okay.
Then let's make a deal.
If I survive the operation, I'll think about it.
Otherwise, if I die, I'd say the problem is solved.
Come on...
No kidding.
You're right.
There's nothing to laugh about.
Truth is I'm shitting my pants.
I have always, always seen the glass half full.
And every time reality hit I'd manage it with a good laugh.
But I can't pretend anymore.
I'm scared.
Everything will be okay.
No.
We don't know if everything will be okay.
Please, I beg you, I need to deal with the reality right now.
How?
Screaming, if necessary.
To my parents who gave me this damn disease
and then went crashing with the car leaving me alone.
Screaming, "Why me?
Why not someone else?"
I fucking can't do it anymore.
I'm tired of fighting.
Marta? Hi.
Hello doctor.
Tomorrow is an important day.
I want you to know that the lungs that you'll receive with the transplant
are in perfect state.
And the chances of rejection are really low.
We'll start tomorrow at 8:30, okay?
Thank you, Doctor.
I'm the only one who can say everything will be okay.
Everything will be okay.
Are you back on Drool?
Me? No.
That's where I left it. See you tomorrow.
I swear it has nothing to do with me.
HOSPITAL
Hi. Yes, hear me out. Tomorrow morning at 8:30. It's confirmed.
Ok, bye. See you tomorrow.
What are you doing?
Look, it's the first time I don't listen to Marta.
You get it, right?
It's Gabriele.
Fuck. Air traffic strike.
He'll try to rent a car.
Thank you, madame. Goodbye.
Good evening.
I'm sorry, but we have no more cars available.
You have to find a solution, please.
I'm sorry, sir.
Sir, wait. I've found a car!
Thank you.
He made it! He's coming.
The GPS says 7 hours and 45 minutes.
- He'll arrive just in time. - Let's hope so.
No!
Fuck!
Hey.
- How are you feeling? - I can't wait.
Free message. The number you called is not--
TURIN
Here.
- What's wrong with you two? - Nothing.
- Guys, could you move, please? - Yes.
Yes.
You can lie down.
- Yes. - Easy.
Bye.
Where's Gabriele?
Oh, shit...
She's in a different hospital?