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- Like this? - No!
Better?
Still no good.
Holy smokes, these contraptions!
Now?
Yeah, better!
Well done!
Good! Shall I come down?
We're all set!
Go, Juve!
JOY
23!
Kiss it.
Snake eyes.
Benedetti!
Go and sleep outside.
What's up?
No, I'm out of change. Go to checkout 2.
Will you open it?
- What will people think? - That the cashier's had her nails done.
So, the apartment? Did you make the offer?
Let's wait till the one upstairs frees up, it's bigger.
And if it doesn't?
- We'll lose both! - Keep your voice down.
And I keep paying rent. I don't have the money.
Checkout 4 is opening.
Not even when I was 10 did I forget my keys.
'Cause you're a good boy.
Alessio.
Luisa, turn up the music.
Turn the lights on. It's like a graveyard in here.
Elena, dollface,
short or long, it has to be layered.
It'll give you movement, make you look younger.
- Shall we go a bit lighter? - You think?
You're dazzling!
Look at Luisa, not a worry in the world, just a big fat ass.
What's with the look?
She's offended.
Silly girl, I'd be lost without you.
I won't blow-dry it. It's going to bucket down tonight.
How do I know?
Martino, my dog, my son... He smells everything in advance.
He sticks out his snout...
Look who's here!
What took you so long? I've been busting a gut here.
- Is this the one I gave you? - Is it okay?
It looks great on you. Come.
Elena,
I'd like you to meet the star of San Giusto of Montecastello.
Actor, dancer, model.
Angel, introduce yourself.
- Pleasure, Alessio. - Elena.
You know what?
Let's take him for an aperitif tomorrow.
I'm more of a mountain girl.
Mountains chill me out
and I'm mad about hiking, climbing.
- What does climbing do for you? - It regenerates me.
- Ever been to Punta Helbronner? - No. Where is it?
In Chamonix.
I go there often, it's a stunning place.
You forget everything up there.
I beg you, take me to this place.
I want to forget too.
Pardon me for a moment.
Excuse me.
Punta...?
Punta Helbronner.
- Hi, Luigi. - Gimme one, Benedetti.
Smoking kills, eh.
Let's hope so.
Yeah, I'll come by after school.
Who was it?
My mom, she forgot her keys again.
Let's go.
And?
And, what?
Don't play dumb. C'mon.
How much?
500.
How the fuck did you pull that of?
I told her Carla's behind on the rent and they're throwing us out.
- And she coughed up 500? - Yep.
When are you seeing her again?
When I feel like it.
She fell for you too. You're terrible.
I'm going, it's late.
No! Let's go again!
I got a shitload of stuff to do.
Fuck off!
Where'd you put my hoody, Cosimo?
What if I kidnapped you?
- Feel how strong! - Let go of me!
It's never enough for you.
Look.
Look at the circles under my eyes!
I'm off. Speak soon.
If Kierkegaard
allowed himself to be overwhelmed by his love for Regine,
if he lived his life to the fullest,
he would see his life as false, wrong, unworthy
and he'd be ashamed of it.
- That's why he flees. - He flees because Regine was fugly.
Regine was beautiful, you dunce!
ELENA: "Shall we meet?"
ELENA: "Why don't you pick up?"
Either you destroy your life by living it,
or you preserve it roaming prey to anguish,
among an infinity of possible choices.
Benedetti, what is an aut aut ?
- I'm not interested. - No?
What does interest you?
No, stay seated. Explain it to me, I'm curious.
What do you want to do with your life?
Seeing as school isn't for you.
What do I want to do?
Make money.
An interesting project. How do you plan to realize it?
Do you have a hidden talent?
Listen.
"Anguish is a dangerous affair for the spineless."
It seems written for you.
What anguish?
I feel great.
Benedetti!
What did you invent today to get out of class?
- What happened? - I banged it.
- Let's get some ice. - It's not a big deal. I wanna go home.
I'd give you a ride but I came with my husband.
Do you have a car?
Do you have any ointment at home?
Yeah, I do.
Turn at the next one.
- Here? - Yeah.
- Are you left-handed? - Me?
You wear your watch on your right hand.
Yes, it's more comfortable.
Nice.
You haven't been at our school for long.
No, just a month.
Before, I was at...
- At Galilei High School. - Yeah.
They flunked me, I'm repeating the 11th grade.
Go straight.
How do you like it with us?
They won't get off my back.
- Especially your friend, Miss Giavara. - Paola?
She always gives me an F.
- Paola is a bit... - Excuse me a moment.
I'll drop by quickly.
Nothing. I'll be there in two minutes.
You were saying?
I was saying
that Paola's approach is a bit strict.
At the rotary, the first.
Right, strict.
I teach French too.
- This is fine here. - Tell me where.
Goodbye.
Good morning.
Good morning, Axel.
Good morning, Charlotte.
Good morning... Axel!
Are you hungry?
Here you go.
Chow time.
My pretties.
Good morning, André.
Gioia, go wash your little hands!
"I teach French too."
Perfect tense.
Future tense.
Past tense.
Mommy's here and so's the num-nums.
Conditional tense.
Gioia, go wash your little hands!
Gioia, where did Rimbaud and Verlaine meet?
You know for sure.
Dutherme.
Time's up. The answer was: Café Dutherme.
And actually it was a hard one.
You should go on the TV quiz, you know everything,
not these ninnies here.
Gioia, there's a boy outside...
- What were you doing? - Who is it?
He said Alessio.
Come in. You can wait in the living room.
Have a seat.
No! It's all dusty.
Gioia?
Yes.
Here I am.
Are you going out?
No, I'm just cold.
Please, come in.
Is your ankle better?
Yeah, much better.
Are you a Juve fan?
Yes, of course.
- How did you find the house? - Shall we start on Monday?
- What? - Tutoring.
You could give me a hand, you teach French.
Yes, of course.
But on Monday I have to take Dad to the dent...
to the physiotherapist.
How about Wednesday?
- Yes. - Okay.
- We'll make it 7 euros an hour. - All right.
Everything all right, my dove, yes?
- What are you doing? - Yes, everything's all right.
Goodbye.
Mum's the word with Miss Giavara.
It's our secret.
- Goodbye. - Take care, neh.
Gioia.
Why did you close the door?
Sorry, we were scheduling the lessons.
You didn't tell me you were tutoring again.
Who's this new boy?
He seems to do what he pleases, neh?
- He's repeating year 11. - Of course he's repeating!
I'm giving him a hand. No big deal.
It shows he doesn't want to study, neh.
He seems keen to me.
Come now! His pants were all ripped!
- He's a friend of Dorothy, huh? - He has a girlfriend.
They're just deadbeats. Nobody's children, godless.
Holy Jesus!
You have a big heart, my dove, you give, you give...
- Is he going to pay you? - Yes.
- He's giving me 12 euros an hour. - 12?
After all, do good and forget about it.
Do evil and repent.
Take your coat off.
Marrakesh!
D'you think Marrakesh is by the sea?
- No! - Everyone goes there!
Croatia.
You're just picking countries out of your ass.
So I can get my teeth done.
With what money?
- Yours. - Yeah, right.
You have a stunning smile.
Where are you going?
Carla, get down, you'll hurt yourself.
Your mother.
It was supposed to be an aperitif, it turned into a show.
- How are you, Princess? - Good.
For your birthday Uncle is giving us a trip to Croatia.
We'll see...
No, it's happening.
- You're nice and juiced up, huh? - No, I'm fine.
Alessio.
What did you get up to with Cosimo's client?
Who?
She stormed into the salon unexpectedly.
Elena says you blocked her.
You blocked her?
That's no way to behave with people.
- Can't you make up with her? - Yeah, right...
Obviously there's fucking nothing to eat.
There's fucking nothing to eat...
Give me a little cash and Mommy will shop for you.
We gotta go, it's already 9:00.
Where?
Where are you going?
Don't make me lose Elena, she's my best client.
I'll do what the fuck I want!
What's the plan for tonight?
The plan?
You dance and that's it.
As usual.
Hi.
What?
Sleep.
What time is it?
Want a coffee?
I convinced Claudio to take the apartment,
the big one.
Of course.
What does that mean?
Know what you seem like sometimes?
What?
A retard.
- What did you say? - A retard.
Rinse your mouth when you talk to me.
Sit up straight. That's no way to behave.
Like that.
Good afternoon.
I know the way, thank you.
Don't close the door, my dove.
Sit down.
Aren't you a bit too grown up to live with your parents?
Sorry, I was too familiar.
But I'm allowed to be, right?
My father is immobilized and has Alzheimer's.
He doesn't trust carers, so...
What about your parents?
- How are things at home? - There is no home.
What do you mean?
My father left when I was six.
I don't even know where he is, he never paid alimony.
My mother is a servant at the supermarket.
You seem very angry.
No, I'm not angry,
I'm used to it.
- To what? - To nothing.
What else?
How do you turn that nothing
into something?
I don't follow you.
Alessio, parents are never perfect.
- They're like us... - No, I'm not like them.
Sometimes forgiving does you good.
- Have you forgiven yours? - Pardon me?
You're locked in this cage, li'l dove. Who knows where they put the keys.
You're stuck here as a carer and you talk about forgiveness?
I love this house.
I love my father, I love my mother.
I have to be grateful, I am grateful,
for everything I have, every day.
- The lesson's over, you can go. - I'm sorry.
- Go away, please. - I don't know what I was thinking.
- You don't do that. - You're right.
You don't do that. Feel.
Feel how fast it's beating.
It never does that.
Sometimes I feel I'm dead.
So you're not taking the apartment.
I didn't ask you to live together.
- I said we could move into my mother's. - Your mother's? Me?
It's disgusting there!
It stinks, it's old, it's damp!
Just for a few months.
You don't buy an apartment from one fucking day to the next.
Where have you been?
Out.
Is this Cosimo's doing?
Do you like it?
I did it myself.
You heard, the apartment's going to take a while.
You've never known how to pick men.
But I have you.
I only want you.
You're my masterpiece.
You know that everything I do, I do it for you, don't you?
I know.
Happy birthday.
You thought I forgot, huh?
- Yes, I did. - And instead...
What is it?
Open it, party pooper.
So you don't have to steal them anymore.
The real present, the big one, I'll plan it with Cosimo.
Chips!
Thank you.
How come you studied French?
I don't know,
I've always liked its courteous sound.
It's also the language of Stendhal, Flaubert.
Of the great stories.
And yours?
What's that got to do with it? My story's not important.
Why do you say that?
Everyone can be important, right?
Do you like it?
My father gave it to me.
For my graduation.
- I bet you got top grades. - Yes.
How clever.
Follow the text as I read.
Page...
205.
"The earth, reddish
like tobacco powder,
muffled the sound of the footsteps,
and with the tips of their shoes
as the horses advanced
they pushed
the fallen pinecones.
The horses huffed,
the leather of the saddles creaked.
As soon as they entered the forest
the sun appeared."
What?
I wanna do something.
Just a touch.
Are we crazy?
- Just a touch. - No!
- Just a touch.
Look at me. Just a touch.
- Why do you carry lipstick? - Don't talk.
Or it'll smudge.
Open.
Why do I carry lipstick?
Why?
Because now and then I cross-dress.
So no one can recognize me.
What do you mean, you cross-dress?
To look like a woman?
Like a dream.
Gioia, will you be much longer?
- Dinner's almost ready. - Coming!
Stigmata.
Would you like to stay for dinner?
Yes.
The Catholic Almanac.
By Father Nicola.
Good, huh?
Thank you so much, it's delicious.
There are sauces for the beef stew.
If you like.
Is that an original Valestri?
I couldn't say.
It's an heirloom, we've always had it.
Why, do you know him?
- May I? - Go ahead.
Yes, it's signed. It's a Valestri.
It's twentieth-century European avant-garde.
You can see the typical traits of fauvism.
Heavens! My compliments.
My father has an art gallery in Milan,
I grew up surrounded by paintings.
Alessio does very beautiful drawings.
- Where did you see them? - In your notebook.
The other day, while I was correcting your exercises.
But here the only artist is madam Gisella
who surely makes the best beef stew in Piedmont!
You're exaggerating!
Gioia, here you are!
I startled you.
I was distracted.
- How are your parents? - Well.
Give them my regards, it's been a while since I visited them.
I wanted to ask you a favor.
Ernesto and I wanted to spend a weekend in Liguria,
we found a delightful little place.
It's from Thursday to Saturday. Can you cover for me?
Yes, of course.
Sorry, I have to run to the bathroom.
The next class is about to start.
We'll sort out the details later.
Pardon me.
Excuse me!
Alessio, I've been calling you for weeks,
why don't you pick up?
I've got a totally real-hair wig for you at my place.
Please, don't leave me hanging.
Cosimo, I don't know what to do with this dye.
Coming.
I have a client waiting for me. Call me.
"He was a boy...
He was a boy with a quiet personality."
"He played during the break.
He applied himself to his studies..."
"He applied himself to his studies,
always paying attention..."
Go on.
Are you mad at me?
What're you talking about?
- Let's take a break. - No.
No!
I'm really into this song today.
- Do you know it? - Turn it down!
My mother's resting.
I remember it.
Yes.
You're good.
I did five years of dance.
How wonderful.
You're talented.
- And then? - What?
Did you keep it up?
- I had other things to do. - Pity.
Artistic talent is a gift,
it shouldn't be wasted.
What are you good at?
I don't have any particular gifts.
There must be something only you know how to do.
I'm going to count to five
and if you can't think of anything only you know how to do,
I'll leave and never come back.
- One. - Alessio, stop it.
- Sit down. - Two.
Alessio.
Three.
But I don't...
Four.
When I was little...
When you were little?
I knew
how to say the Act of Contrition in one breath.
Really?
Let me hear it.
No, I did it when I was little for my dad,
I'm embarrassed now.
Now you'll do it for me.
All right.
Wait.
Here.
Go.
"I am heartily sorry for my sins.
I detest all my sins because of Thy just punishments.
They offend Thee, who art all good and deserving of all my love.
I firmly resolve with the help of Thy grace to sin no more
and to avoid the near occasion of sin.
Merciful Lord, forgive me. Amen."
Again.
"I am heartily sorry for my sins..."
- I can't do it like this. - Follow me.
Look at me.
What are you doing?
We were dancing.
I'm off, then.
I'll put my shoes on.
Today, 21 November, World Tree Day,
we are proud to make our small contribution
to the rebirth of the planet by planting 20 poplars.
In the same way
we aim to plant in our students
the seed of a lively and crystal-clear awareness.
Benedetti!
Does this seem like the time or the place?
Put it out immediately!
Guys, we're going back to school.
The rangers will tell us which way to go.
Follow me.
This way.
Thank you.
"Transaction declined". Do you want to try again?
That's not possible.
It must be a connection issue, try again.
Or maybe another card.
No, I'll leave it.
Incredible, it's a miracle.
- Assuming you did it. - Shall I do it again in front of you?
My father used to bring me here.
It's my only decent memory of him.
It's beautiful.
Come.
- We have to celebrate. - Yes?
- I got a C on my test. - Well done!
Next time you need to get a B.
Monica Vitti! Look!
B+!
You know who she is, right?
Never mind.
Go up, I'll take your picture.
Go up there.
- Here? - Yes.
Move around, do something.
What?
I don't know.
Raise your arm.
Point to her.
- Didn't hear you. - Point to her.
Look at me.
Watch out!
You're so sensitive!
Translate what we just read.
Well...
He needed to...
to get from things
a...
a sort of personal profit.
And...
he rejected as useless
everything
that did not contribute
to consuming...
Satiating.
...to satiating his heart immediately.
Good.
Well done.
- Alessio. - Sorry.
Shall we go on?
I want to show you something. Come here.
Look.
- Look at that beach. - Beautiful.
Where is it?
In Monte Carlo.
He's Jonathan, my friend from Rivarolo, a world-class loser.
He started a real estate company there, he went into overdrive and boom!
In four months he made it big!
Scroll.
Look what a life.
I want to do the same thing.
I want to go there and start my own company.
I already have a name for it: Sater.
Sater Corporation.
Cool, huh?
- May I? - Yeah.
Oh, god.
All that jasmine.
Like at my grandma's in Cinque Terre.
I used to hide in it,
at night, to avoid going to bed.
I used to give my parents such a hard time.
Lovely.
Do you want to move there with me?
Me?
You.
Yes.
Why are you sad?
No?
You avoiding me?
I'm talking to you, blondie.
I've been calling for a month, you don't pick up.
I'm studying, I don't want to fail.
You think I'm stupid?
You changed your hair color. Who did it?
- Look at me! - Keep your voice down.
You banging that fugly four-eyed thing? I saw you two!
Are you really fucking her?
Are you fucking her?
- That sure takes guts! - You're sick!
No, you're the one who's sunk low.
And I'm the sick one? Me?
You, carbohydrates? What happened?
Tell me.
Be patient with Alessio.
I heard you last night.
That's why you wanted to see me?
I'm running on empty, you gotta help me.
I have expenses for the salon, I have to redo the fixtures.
The fixtures?
What about that business of yours?
The sideline you run with Alessio?
What sideline?
You know.
Your son's set up on his own.
The other day I saw him with an old bag.
Cosimo's history.
Excuse me.
What is it?
Mrs. Zavatelli only wants you.
She's yelling, can you hear?
Calm the silly bitch down. I'm on my way.
I can't step away for a second.
So, let me see.
I can give you this.
Bye, treasure.
To Juve.
Cheers.
This is nice.
The color suits you.
Why are we here?
I've thought about it...
about Sater Corporation.
- That's the name? - Yes.
And?
And...
What needs to be done in practice?
- Are you serious? - I just want to understand.
Jonathan is ready to give me a hand,
I've put away some money, but...
I still need a lot more.
How much?
Quite a lot.
What's with the look?
I have some savings.
You're alive, then!
Good afternoon.
- Is this the one I gave you? - Don't touch me.
- What? - What's going on?
Can't you see I'm with someone? Get lost!
Be careful.
Who's she?
- A lunatic, let's go. - No, please explain.
I'll pay and go out.
Don't you ever do that again!
Let go of me, you asshole!
- I'll call the police! - The police?
You know how old I was when you first fucked me?
We'll tell the police about it together.
Gioia!
Stop, please!
- Why do I have to be careful? - Forget it.
She said I have to be careful.
I want to know why, I have a right to.
She's crazy, it was ages ago, meaningless.
She's a friend of my mother's, she used to give me presents.
- Did you see her eyes? - No.
I was a little kid.
I don't believe you.
I'm sorry.
Gioia.
It's true.
The mouth that speaks lies kills the soul.
It's not a lie, I swear.
- It's true! - No.
It's true!
Don't you do that ever again!
It's 220,000.
I have 220,000 in the bank.
Is it enough?
Yes.
- Don't feel obliged. - You have to be careful though.
Come.
Lordy, Lordy.
Good Heavens.
You like it?
A lot.
She looks like my grandma.
Let's walk.
- Will you give it to me? - Here, take it.
Cutie face.
Your little heart's pounding.
- What will we call it? - I don't know.
Are you ashamed?
Of whom?
Are you there?
I asked you if you wanted a lift.
- There's no need. - I want to see where you live.
And Chérie does too.
I'm calling her Chérie.
All right, then.
Don't be scared.
Thank you for today.
- Who's that? - Good evening.
- She's Carla. - Do you know her?
What's she saying?
Good evening.
I'm locked out again.
Aren't you going to introduce me, you boor?
I'm Alessio's mom.
Good evening.
I'm Gioia Montefiori.
My pleasure.
She's tutoring me in French.
How come at this hour?
We ran late, I had lots of homework.
It's true.
All right, thanks so much.
You don't want to come up?
I can offer you a liqueur.
No, Carla, we'd better not.
No, thank you, very kind.
- I wouldn't want to be a bother. - Not at all.
I insist.
You drove him all the way here, let me thank you.
How pretty you are, Chérie. Pretty, pretty.
Your mother's beautiful.
As soon as she has any money she gets botulin then cries poor.
Botulin?
Yes.
I know what it is.
I made three gin and tonics.
- Is it alcoholic? - They're very weak.
I'd better not, madam,
I have to drive.
I'm offended.
And call me by my name.
A sip.
Here's cheers to Alessio's progress.
- There is progress, right? - Of course.
- Or are we throwing money away? - Not at all!
- He got a C on his test. - A C?
You got a C?
Well done.
The circles under my eyes.
- But you, ma'am... - Ma'am?
Right, Carla.
How old are you?
I simply can't...
Guess.
30?
Yeah, 30.
Less, more?
You be quiet, I'm talking to my new friend.
A tad more.
- But not much. - 38.
But it's a secret, don't tell anyone.
You're beautiful.
Me?
And you're...
You have good vibes.
Hiccups.
It's 11:00, I have to go.
I'll see you out.
- Wait. - Goodbye.
- You didn't tell me when you were born. - 9 March.
I knew you were a Pisces.
Are you a dreamer?
Do you like reading?
You're lucky, this is Pisces' year.
A great love is on its way.
Good night.
Thank you again.
Night.
Chérie.
I forgot Chérie.
Night, night.
- Thank you. - Bye, Gioia.
- Oh, god, stop it! - She's nice.
She dresses a little basic,
but she obviously cares about you.
Yes, she's a good person.
- Maybe she can give us a hand. - Don't start.
Wait!
We're three months behind with the rent.
- Maybe she'd like to. - I'm handling her.
You're handling her badly. What happened with Cosimo?
If you fought with him, fix it.
Why don't you fix it yourself?
What the fuck do you want from me? Always from me!
Fuck!
- Where are you going? - Mom.
I'm going with Paola to buy gifts.
- We have to finish the decorations. - I just said I have plans.
You finish it. I won't be long.
Good morning.
- You don't look like yourself. - Exactly.
Who do I look like? Give me a name.
- A new name. - I don't know.
You're...
Regine.
Regine?
Who's that?
Kierkegaard's fiancée.
Yes, that's cute!
I like it! And you?
Who are you?
Me?
I'm still Alexis.
I have a surprise for you, wait here.
My box.
Wait.
First the card.
"Enthrall me, carry me away with you...
Let's run away!
For you, for you!
All my ardor
and all my dreams."
Gustave Flaubert.
Monte Carlo.
I know, it doesn't look like much, but it's all there.
220,000.
- When did you get it? - Aren't you happy?
Yes!
Everything is going very fast, isn't it?
I've been slow all my life.
Take it back to the bank.
Why?
I don't know if I can take on this responsibility now.
I'm saying it for you too.
But I've already decided.
We've already decided.
Let's run away!
Gustave Moreau.
Gericault.
And it was Gericault, right!
No, it wasn't him!
Gioia, my dove.
Good night.
Good night, Mom.
- Mom. - What is it?
Do you need something?
- Everything okay? - Yes.
Sweet dreams.
And in the morning you can tell us about them.
Give Dad my love.
Nighty night.
GIOIA: "Suitcase packed. Je t'aime ."
Good morning.
Boarding zone 1 passengers. Thank you.
This way.
Boarding zone 2 passengers. Thank you.
Boarding zone 3 passengers. Thank you.
Final call
for Across Airlines Flight SA9039
for Nice.
Miss Gioia Montefiori, is awaited at Gate 18.
Miss Gioia Montefiori is urgently awaited at Gate 18.
Madam, are you boarding?
Alessio?
Gioia.
Why have you locked yourself in?
Mom,
I need to rest.
You went out early this morning,
you didn't say goodbye, what happened?
- I called, I called... - I didn't notice, sorry.
You go out at dawn, you don't say a word.
- You know I worry. - Shut up!
Good morning, Carla.
Remember me? I'm Alessio's teacher.
- Gioia, right. - Yes, that's me.
And Chérie?
- Where is she? - She's fine, she's eating well.
But Alessio?
- What's going on? - We need to do lessons.
He hasn't shown up,
he didn't notify me, it's not like him.
It's exactly like him, actually.
He hasn't been home for two days,
he hasn't called.
Carla, maybe you should call the police.
The police? Don't make me panic.
That's the way he is,
when the holidays come around he grows moody.
Will you give me your number?
Of course.
Here.
Also to let the school know.
As soon as I have any news
I'll call you first and then the school.
Thank you.
Thank you for your concern.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas to you and your family.
Good Lord help us!
Gioia!
Do you know anything about this?
A withdrawal a month ago. A mountain of money.
- I have no idea. - What will we do now?
- Is it a scam? - Calm down.
Calm down? It took your father thirty years to save it up!
Calm down, you say?
It must be a mistake, I'll call the bank later.
Later? Straightaway!
- Hello, darling. - Paola, thank goodness.
Gisella, good morning. Did you have a good Christmas?
- Paola, you have to help us. - Stop it, Mom!
I said I'll take care of it! Go away!
What? Is this how you talk to your mom?
What happened?
Nothing.
She always worries about everything, don't mind her.
You seemed really upset the other day.
And I haven't seen you much at school.
Dad...
has gotten worse.
Sorry to hear that.
Are you sure there's nothing else?
I can't handle it, Paola.
I feel like I'm dying.
I haven't told anyone, don't tell anyone.
What?
I'm scared something's happened to him.
Who are you talking about?
It's someone
I've been seeing.
You haven't told me anything about it.
Who is it?
Alessio.
Alessio, and then?
Benedetti.
Class 4B.
Jesus!
But he's a high schooler!
- He's a man. - A man?
Have you had relations?
I may be pregnant.
I've got nausea.
- Pregnant? - Yes.
Darling, at your age?
It can happen, I looked into it.
How did it start?
He asked for some help with French.
What else did he ask for?
Nothing.
Have you given him money?
Answer me.
I know him, he's a delinquent.
I don't feel well, I think I'm going to vomit.
How much?
- How much? - He didn't ask for it.
220.
220 euros?
Thousand.
222,000? Are you kidding me?
Lower your voice.
Please.
You have to report him!
Do you think he's got another woman?
Because there's a girl at school who...
You know that girl in...
- You gotta call the police immediately. - Her name's Vera.
Don't, Paola.
You can't begin to believe.
You can't begin to believe
that he loves me
and that maybe I'll have a baby.
You're not my friend.
Friends are happy
when you're happy.
But you're not happy, darling.
You're jealous.
Yes,
you...
If you tell anyone I'll kill you.
And now, get out.
Get out!
Open your eyes.
Who is it?
Carla, it's Gioia.
Open the door, please.
Just a minute.
Yes.
Good morning.
- How did you get in? - It was open downstairs.
I need to talk to you.
Darl, I'm on my way to work.
- Come to the supermarket tonight. - No. It's about Alessio.
Why?
- Do you have any news? - No.
- Has he called you? - No.
Will you let me in, please?
All right.
So, what is it?
Did you go to the police?
No, I'm going to wait a few more days.
Why? It's been over a month.
- How can you be so calm? - I don't want to panic.
I know him, he's done this before.
You told me it was Christmas that bothered him,
that he'd come back.
But he hasn't.
He must be angrier than usual.
Can I sit down?
Before Alessio disappeared,
I gave him
a very substantial sum.
Really ? I had no clue.
It's changed here.
I don't have much time,
tell me about the money.
- Are you alone at home? - Of course.
Alessio!
Where are you going?
What are you doing?
- Nothing. - Are you stealing in my home?
I'll report you.
What are you doing?
I'll report you.
I want all my money back down to the last cent!
220,000 euros!
- Or you'll be in big trouble. - How dare you come into my home!
Why are you so obsessed?
- What did you do to my son? - We haven't done anything wrong.
We?
Do you think you're a couple?
Are you in love?
Aren't you ashamed?
"Can a woman forget the baby she nurses
and not have compassion on the fruit of her womb?"
What the fuck are you raving about?
How dare you! You and your bullshit!
Isaiah 49:15, ignorant fool!
"Can a woman forget the baby..."
Self-righteous lunatic!
"..and not have compassion on the fruit of her womb?"
Get out!
- You're despicable! - Drop dead!
After the beep record your message.
Be here by tomorrow.
I'm not paying for your bullshit, you hear me?
Eat!
Like this!
Eat!
Juve scores! 1-0!
The giant from Itapitanga brings us into the lead!
Is it you?
Gioia.
I called you every day but you never answered.
I've had some trouble.
For two months?
Do you really think I'm stupid?
No, I don't think that.
Actually, I have to explain to you.
Explain.
I saw my father again, like you told me to.
I went to stay with him in Milan.
He has a new partner, a house...
- He told me to come whenever I want. - Liar.
You're a liar.
No, that's not true.
Alessio, I want my money back.
Of course.
I'll give it all back to you.
Can we meet tomorrow at 3:00pm?
Where are you?
- 3:30pm? - Where are you?
Don't you want to see me?
No.
I don't believe it.
At 3:30pm, in the supermarket parking lot, okay?
I'm happy to see you.
Was that the bank?
Yes.
I have an appointment tomorrow at 3:30pm.
At last.
They made us wait over a month.
Will it be sorted out?
Of course.
I told you so.
Our beach house...
You're wearing lipstick.
A touch.
How are you?
What kind of question is that?
Forgive me.
You look older.
- You're disguised as a decent man? - I'd like you to meet...
Miss Montefiori, it's a great pleasure.
- Attorney Comes. - Weren't we supposed to be alone?
The attorney works with mediations.
Let's go somewhere more appropriate.
I don't have much time, let's talk here.
No, we need some privacy, trust me.
It's better, don't worry.
We're here to resolve things for the best.
Your money is already in my office in Rivarolo.
You just have to sign an agreement declaring,
upon restitution of the funds,
that you will make no further claim.
We'll go with my car then I'll drive you back.
The way there isn't at all easy.
All right?
Come.
What marvelous chestnut trees.
They're not chestnut trees.
I didn't hear you.
They're not chestnut trees.
I don't know much about trees.
- Is it possible to open the window? - Yes.
Of course.
This thing is...
Is that all right?
We were supposed to go straight.
No, we're taking a shortcut.
Alessio, where are we going?
Tell her. To my office.
Alessio told me you teach French.
With French I'm rather...
it's not that I can speak it much.
How does it go?
Why have we stopped here?
This is Martino, my dog.
My good boy.
Listen, Gioia...
let's forget about it, what do you say?
Excuse me?
Forget about it, it's only money.
Think...
Think of your parents who need you.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Where's my money, Alessio?
- Listen to the lawyer. - No, you listen to me.
If you don't tell me where my money is, I'll report you.
Yes, I'll go to the police.
I'll explain it to you, listen to me.
This isn't legally a crime.
No?
You donated your money to my client,
of your own free will,
and he spent it as he saw fit.
I didn't donate it, it was for an investment.
No, you donated it.
No, it was for an investment.
I have the texts.
Texts about Monte Carlo, about our plans.
They were just fantasies.
Fantasies?
You committed a blunder.
- You mistook... - Don't you dare!
You mistook a fling for...
- Don't you dare! - First of all...
- Who is this guy? - Let's moderate our tone.
- Either you calm down... - You moderate your tone!
You hear me?
I want to know from you, Alessio, where my money is,
not from this mafioso!
Who's a mafioso?
- I messed up. - You be quiet!
I want to explain it to her.
We said I'd do the talking.
But you can't speak to her like this!
I'm not up to the teacher's level?
I beg your pardon, teacher. You'll take care of it, then?
You came and begged me to get you out of this mess!
Now you want to ruin everything because she needs money?
What she need is a wig, with that mangy hair!
You're nothing but a moron!
Who are you?
Who am I?
Alessio, tell the lady who I am.
- Who am I? - A friend of my mom's who sometimes...
Who sometimes fucks him up the ass.
What the fuck are you saying?
Forgive my language, but I speak plainly.
But that's what it is.
- I fuck him up the ass. - Don't believe him.
You better believe me.
He spent all your money and came back to his lover...
I have 30,000 euros left, I'll give it to you.
Ah, 30,000 euros!
What a waste.
- You ruined everything. - Don't say that.
What a pity.
Don't say that.
What are you doing?
Gimme this thing.
Alessio, this isn't going to end well!
Don't touch me!
Help!
Give it to me!
What are you going to do?
It's me.
"When you gave me that kiss,
you left me breathless.
Tell me, sir, why are your eyes so sad?
Have they lost their sister, your soul?"
Our house on the beach
to my father, Peace and Love