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- Passports. - Yes.

There you go.

Antonio and Vito Spinelli, are you siblings?

- Sorry? - Brothers?

No, cousins.

Are you getting off in Switzerland?

No, the two of us are going to Belgium.

Look, I have the papers here.

You're going to Belgium and you to Luxembourg.

Yes we're going to Belgium.

It's written here: You'll go work in Belgium,

and you in Luxembourg.

Yes, I'm going to Luxembourg, in Belgium.

A glass of wine, officer? My father makes it.

Here's my address. Don't lose it.

We'll write once a month.

Yeah, my ass.

How am I supposed to do it from Germany?

That's right, Giuseppe can't even write his name!

As if you'd finished school!

Vito, if you want to marry my sister, you better show more respect!

The moment I have enough money, she'll be my wife.

The first thing I'll do is to buy myself a beautiful car.

Then I'll drive around the village and honk like crazy!

Anto, are you sure that you and I are going to the same country?

Luxembourg's in Belgium, right?

Belgium, Germany, whatever.

We'll only stay for a few months, one year max.

One year goes by so fast.

You'll see, when we go back, we'll have everything we need.

I AM FINE

Antonio Spinelli,

an active man in both private and social life...

Everyone knows how selflessly committed he's been

to our community here in Luxembourg.

That's why today we wish you

many years of well deserved rest!

I'd also like to thank the restaurant “La Luna piena”

for the buffet awaiting you...

And our DJ, who recently arrived from Italy,

for the music.

Never again, never again!

Yes.

Of course I'm still mad, what did you expect?

No, I won't come home

since you dumped me here like a bloody fool.

Fuck you, you're making me miss the bus.

Are you okay?

Yes, yes, I'm fine.

I scared myself, I don't know what happened...

Don't worry.

- I'll go get some help. - No thanks, no need for it.

Give me a second and I'll be fine.

Stay calm, I'll be right back.

No! I told you that I didn't need anyone!

I just want to go home.

It's been parked in the garage for too long.

But it's still a great drive, right?

Yes...

- How do you feel? - Much better.

You've been very kind… miss?

Leo. Nice to meet you.

- Antonio Spinelli. - Yes, I know.

How can I thank you for kindly driving me back?

- Thanks, but I gotta go… - No, no...

Don't hesitate... to call me.

Thanks again for tonight.

Thank you.

- Not even coffee? - No, I really have to go, thank you.

Or something stronger? I'll show you the way.

♪ It's a matter of quality, it's a matter of quality ♪

♪ Or a formality, I don't really know anymore. A formality ♪

♪ It's a matter of quality, it's a matter of quality ♪

♪ Or a formality, I don't really know anymore. A formality ♪

♪ Like deciding to cut your hair ♪

♪ Quitting coffee or cigarettes ♪

♪ Saying to someone or something that it's over ♪

♪ A formality a formality a formality ♪

♪ Or a matter of quality! ♪

♪ I am fine I am bad I don't know where I stand ♪

Thanks.

Antonio, wanna play?

No, thanks.

"Dear father, I'm doing well and I hope that you are too."

The building site is hard work.

We're building a six story house.

Papa, can you imagine? A six story building!

If we had such height back home, we'd see Don Vincenzo's church!

I'm not a simple worker anymore. I have a mason contract now.

It's better paid and I'm sending you some money,

but I haven't changed it into liras.

Ask Aunt Angela to put them on the bankbook.

It's cold but I'm not sick and haven't had a fever.

I won't come for Christmas...

so I can save money to come to the Madonna Feast this summer.

Give a kiss to Aunt Angela and all the friends in the village.

Saint Rocco is protecting me

and I've prayed for you and for Mom in heaven.

She's protecting me too.

I always think of you.

"Your dear son: Antonio."

- Luca! - Hello?

- How are you? - I'm okay, kind of…

Mom is worried, you should talk to her.

She knows that he left you and that you're all alone over there.

- Tell her I'll call her later. - Me, tell her?

- Why? Aren't you coming back? - No, Luca...

I can't come back now. I need time to take my decision.

Enough of your stories, Leo. I don't know what to tell her anymore.

She'll come get you!

Don't worry for me, okay?

Yes.

Ciao.

Ciao.

Hello?

In half an hour? I'll try, but it's short notice.

Can't we postpone the visit to the nursing home to tomorrow?

I think it's better to do it tomorrow.

The fact that you still live here isn't a problem for the viewings.

On the opposite,

potential buyers can better imagine themselves in a furnished space.

So... one last picture of the chimney...

Very well.

So there are five rooms, right?

Mr. Spinelli? Five rooms?

I'll show you the way.

Sixty, eighty, hundred and hundred fifty. There you go.

We worked eight hours.

8 times 25 equals 200 francs, Mr. Fischer. 50 francs are missing.

It's well paid for what you painted.

You have to work faster, that's all.

- Is something wrong? - No, wait outside.

Come on, out, or I'll call the police.

- You won't pay us? - Out, or I'll call the cops!

Get the hell out of here!

Hello Madame Schlesser.

This is Vito, my cousin.

He works in Belgium and came to visit me today.

Nice to meet you. Vito Spinelli.

Hello.

No women. And no cigarettes.

But family is always welcome.

If things stay this way, there'll be a general strike and a revolution.

Strike? Now that we have a job we should strike?

We can't go on this way. We break our bones

while our bosses get rich. We need a revolution!

What revolution, Vito? When action needs to be taken, no one's left.

- That's what the unions said. - Ha! Unions...

That's what they tell us.

Come work with me in Belgium.

They pay well over there.

- You'd just have to cross the border. - Belgium?

The steel industry is Europe's future.

And we wouldn't get exploited.

What would I be doing in Belgium?

Here or there, we'll still be immigrants.

It doesn't change a thing.

"Dear Francesca..."

Vito, would you please focus for a second.

We wrote ten times:

"Dear Francesca, I'm writing to tell you that I'm doing well."

It's important, right?

Yes, but what do I write afterwards?

- "Dear Francesca..." - Again?

"I hope that you are, too."

It's important.

Yes, that's important too.

- And you'll come home for Christmas! - Yes, I have a few days off.

- This we should write. - Yes, yes.

What would you write to Francesca?

- Why me? I don't know. - You know how to talk to women.

Let's see, what would I write?

That I think of her a lot, all the time!

That I constantly think of her legs, her breasts...

What are you saying! I love Francesca. Since forever.

And she'll be my wife one day.

Tell me you don't think of her at night in your bed.

- No. Anto, write! - Not even a tiny bit?

Write this letter, I said.

What should I write?

- "Dear Francesca..." - Again? Stop it!

Wait, wait!

- Thanks. - I was happy to see you.

Write to Francesca as if it were me.

- Yes, next time. - No, send her a letter every week!

I can't make your life up! Go...

I don't want her to forget me.

- Help me! - Come on, go!

So it's a deal! Every week! May San Rocco be our witness!

San Rocco doesn't care.

And no dirty talk, only sweet, loving words.

Right, romantic! Ciao.

♪ Those born in 1989 own digital reflex cameras ♪

♪ They post beautiful black and white pictures on Flickr ♪

♪ Those born in 1969 are waiters downtown ♪

♪ They write short stories and have published two already ♪

♪ Ambitions help you sleep ♪

♪ Whether you make too much or too little money ♪

♪ And you're neither really rich nor really poor ♪

Okay, shot on the house.

And here's the fitness room.

There's a lot of activities in the week.

Right now, there's a Tai Chi class.

Our residents love it.

Here are the rooms.

They are all the same size,

and very well equipped.

Excuse me.

- Hello, who is it? - It's me, Leo, am I disturbing?

No, you're not disturbing at all.

Just a second.

I have to go.

Do you like this car?

It's gorgeous. So classy!

Mom, can you hear me?

Can I call you back? I can't talk now…

Come on, don't be like that.

I just need to be on my own for a while, I told you.

I don't care about this moron, when will you get it?

It's impossible to talk with you. I can't do this anymore...

Well... the car isn't exactly brand new…

You can call me

as soon as it's fixed.

Whatever the price is.

All right.

- Thank you. - Thanks a lot.

I don't know how to thank you.

- Without you... - Please, don't worry about it.

Now, let's go eat!

And Kai Yang afterwards?

Perfect.

I'm very happy to see you Monsieur Antonio.

Madame Mady is always with us.

Thank you.

- Who's "Madame Mady"? - My wife.

We used to come here every Friday. She liked Thai food.

She passed away seven months ago.

Do you have any children?

No. You?

I mean, what's your family like?

- There's my brother Luca... - Yeah...

And...

In Italy, you spend your days waiting.

And if they do answer, it's to say that there are thousands like you.

Do you have any idea how many candidates there are for a public job,

like policeman or concierge?

I can imagine.

Yes, and only graduates with years of studying behind them.

But it wasn't only about work,

I was suffocating, I couldn't stand it anymore.

I didn't see any future.

Why Luxembourg?

Because there's work, right?

But... what's your real job?

I mean, except playing music...

I got a degree in graphic design and communication.

And a B2 English certificate.

Graphic designer, interesting.

Digital graphic design has a bright future.

Why don't you keep on working in this path?

Because I see myself as more of a VJ than a DJ.

- A what? - A VJ.

"Vidjay, vidjay"?

Let's say that...

I use my graphic skills... for my screenings.

Ah?

Actually we had a project with my boyfriend, well, ex-boyfriend...

To tour Europe.

Then he left me, I stayed here and he went back to Italy.

Your mother is worried.

It's complicated.

Complicated! She's your mother.

She knows life isn't easy and she's worried.

Why all these questions? It's none of your business.

It's just small talk. I didn't mean to be invasive.

But you are!

You know nothing about my life! You're like my mother!

If you'll excuse me...

When the computer's ready, I'll pay you back and we'll leave it at that.

- Goodbye. - Wait!

What are you doing? Where are you going?

Goal.

Shit, we can't hear?

Sir?

I finished...

the Giro...

the Giro? The Giro.

In good shape and...

and good health!

Health is essential!

I finished the Giro in good shape...

I'm sorry.

The door...

Mady, Mady! We're over there.

Mady!

- How are you? - Great!

- Come, we're sitting there. - Yes.

Come.

Look who's here.

- Hey. - Lovely to see you!

What's your name?

Is he a colleague of yours?

- Antonio. - What?

Antonio?

Yes... Toni!

- Where did you meet? - In the bathroom.

- In the bathroom? - What?

At my parents'.

Tell us more!

Tell us Antonio, you met in the bathroom?

At Mady's parents?

- I'm Italian. - What?

Ah, he's Italian!

Do you speak French?

A little bit.

- How old are you? - Twenty-four.

Twenty-four.

- You? - Twenty-three.

- Twenty-three? - Yes!

And what do you do?

I work in construction.

He's so cute!

- Are you having fun? - Yes.

Careful girls: This one's mine!

- No problem. - Just to make things clear.

Of course.

Do you want to dance?

Yes.

- Mady, is it in English? - Yes.

Sit down.

Just stay calm, it's easy, you'll see.

I am calm. You're the one who's not.

Do I look upset?

Engage the first gear.

First gear...

But you gotta push.

Mady, I know that. I said so, come on!

- First gear. - Yes, very good!

- Try again. - I was in first gear.

It's good, it's very good. Try again.

Slowly...

Let it off... Yes...

There's nothing, just a fountain on the square.

But the air you breathe is... something else!

And when you've worked all day in the burning heat…

The heat?

Yes, when it's hot…

- Ah, "heat"! - Yes, "heat"!

You go in a tree's shadow

and look down at the valley.

You feel like a king.

It sounds so beautiful.

Yes, very beautiful and very poor.

The only way to survive is to leave, Mady.

Like me, here with you.

"One day..."

You'll find me worthy of being at your side, for life.

"With love, forever."

Did you see that?

Easy...

This car is a great deal! We'll share it whenever you want.

So we agree, 50-50!

What do you mean, there's three of us?

Yes, 50-50 split in three!

What were you saying? Why do you need to go back to Italy?

I'm getting married.

We better hurry because Concettina's pregnant.

You're getting married and becoming a father at once?

Yes, at once and you'll be my witness!

I need to go to Italy to tell my folks.

We'll get married here in Germany.

When will you be back?

We'll go back together, round trip with the car.

Right, because Italy's next door.

I just came back, I was there for Christmas.

It's so expensive, alone with the presents. Ask your sister.

My sister? What does she have to do with it?

Nothing. I brought back perfume, shampoo,

only a marriage proposal was missing!

I couldn't even see her alone for a second.

She was always with your mother or cousins.

Why would you want to see my sister alone?

Vito, she's not even twenty yet. You have to be patient.

In the meantime, think about making money. Right?

Yes. Think about making money. Don't rush.

Look at Giuseppe. He's taking it slow!

So, gentlemen, three more beers?

Yes, please.

Gladly.

What about you, anything serious?

Me?

Let's say that there's always someone to iron my shirts.

Can you hear me?

And now?

Yes.

I was saying that I'm on tour.

Where? You didn't post any pictures.

I can't, it's top secret.

Mom thinks that everything is a bit too 'top secret'.

- Just tell her where you are! - Luca, don't start…

Wait a second.

I'm already feeling like shit...

You were saying?

He doesn't even know that you're pregnant?

Do you still love him?

- Have you seen him? - Yes, he came by.

What did you tell him?

I pretended that everything was fine. But if you want, I'll kick his ass.

Great.

Come on, come home, I miss you.

And come out and say it, at least to mom

Listen, I have to go. I'll call you tomorrow.

Promise me.

Ciao.

Hello Madam. Follow me, please.

Uh, I speak a little French.

Sir, sit down here. Someone will be right there.

It's normal you know,

bleeding always provokes a lot of anxiety.

Especially when it's a first pregnancy.

But no need to worry, there's no danger.

Neither for the mother nor for the future child.

It's always comforting to have a member of your family at your side.

Don't be too harsh on her, she's young.

Thank you.

Did they tell you?

I don't know what to do.

Rest for now.

I'm here.

We don't even know each other.

It's better this way.

With the ones we know...

it's complicated.

The bathroom is just across the way.

Come on, take heart.

See you tomorrow morning.

You must think big, Toni.

Your own painting company.

Our company.

Penelli Spinelli.

Sounds good, right?

With what money?

You'll have one or two employees.

One or two employees...

You'll be your own boss.

Mady, I left Italy to...

I could take care of the mail and clients.

- What? - Eh?

What did you say?

My father will surely help us get started.

- "Started..." - "Started."

I can't even speak the language correctly!

The two of us, we can do anything.

Anything?

Yes, I ate, thanks. Yes it's raining here, too.

Don't worry, Aunty. How's dad?

Hello? Hello, can you hear me?

Hello!

Hello?

Not so loud, it's not your private phone.

Sorry, it's just that we never get to talk.

It'll be fifteen francs.

Would you add a beer and I'll pay everything after the game?

- Sure, I'll bring it to you. - Thank you.

Anto, look who's here.

Your fiancée.

Let me go.

If you're ashamed of me, just say it.

"Ashamed"? What does it mean?

It means that you hide me from your friends,

from your family.

My family, what are you saying?

Say you don't love me.

I have no reason to hide you.

It's just not how we do it where I come from.

Not where I come from, either.

Who do you think you are?

You're not in South Italy. Aren't we happy together?

Make up your mind!

I don't know how to say these things.

I promise you'll meet my cousin Vito.

Let me go according to my tempo.

I can't just take you to this wedding.

Mady, tell me what else I should do!

Serenade you? Throw myself at your feet? What?

I want a real man and you're not one.

Dear friends... attention please.

Welcome to the De Santis restaurant.

Concettina and Giuseppe...

I look at you and I'm sure

that this love will last, today and forever.

A toast to this beautiful party and to the groom no longer going crazy!

Long live the bride and groom!

All the best!

- She's pretty, isn't she? - Yes, she's a gorgeous bride.

No, I'm talking about Francesca!

Yes.

- Tell him what we decided. - What?

We decided that the Ford is yours.

- Mine? - Yes.

No! We bought the Ford together, it belongs to us three. 50-50, okay?

Giuse, we don't even have a licence.

It'll be your turn to come see us.

You're like my brothers.

I love you and I'll always be there for you.

Let me show you something.

With this, I'll go down to the village.

I'll load it with oil, cheese, ham and all the rest.

Nothing like our region's products. The Germans will feast.

Giuse, we just gave you the car!

Well, I'll sell it and buy the van.

What do you mean, you'll sell it? Is this all yours?

No, not yet.

But the old De Santis is not getting younger

and Concettina and I will take his business over.

I'll change everything. I've got so many ideas.

Here, on the window we'll write "Beppe und Tina."

And on the van: "Beppe und Tina."

Our Italy is here, believe me.

Right, Anto?

My Italy is over there, I'll go dance with your sister.

You have my permission.

What an adventure, right? That we get to live…

We would never have imagined it… right, Anto?

Come, help me bring the bottles down to the cellar.

Giuseppe, are you leaving your wife alone on your wedding day?

- Go, I'll handle the bottles. - Go on, invite her for a dance.

Hey, Giuseppe, where's the cellar?

So here's where your hiding?

- I was taking care of the bottles. - Ciao, Antonio.

Won't you compliment me on my dress?

It looks nice on you.

Easy, easy.

All your letters, the things you wrote to me.

- I know them all by heart. - Francesca!

"With love, forever," right?

I'm not stupid.

I can tell Luxembourgish from Belgian stamps.

Yes, but it was from Vito. I have nothing to do with it.

Don't you want to know what I would've answered?

It's not me who needs to be answered.

Swear it on San Rocco!

San Rocco? Why? Let's go back up.

Antonio...

Look at me. I'm not a child anymore.

Francesca, stop.

I know how to cook, work doesn't scare me.

Come on, look at me!

Anto...

Now is the time.

Excuse me.

Attention, please.

Dear friends and family,

I want to share great news

that adds to Concettina and Giuseppe's joy.

I have the honor to inform you

that Mr. Fontana

just granted me his daughter Francesca's hand in marriage.

What a beautiful day!

He speaks good French, Mom. I'm happy and that's all that matters.

No, that's not all that matters, Mady.

That's what people say at first.

Does he speak a bit of Luxembourgish?

Mom, he's really coming along.

He's a fast self-learner.

He reads the paper everyday and we already have projects.

Mady, I want you to really think about it.

Okay, Mom.

We're going to live together.

We're going to live together.

I'm moving out.

Have you talked to her? What did she say?

My mother said that Francesca doesn't want to talk to anyone.

Anto, the truth is that she doesn't want to marry Vito.

No one gets it. Those two are made for each other, since forever.

My dad's going crazy.

He had already got so upset for my wedding.

But for Francesca, he gave his word in front of everyone.

I'm always the one having to fix things up.

Why don't you come with me? You'd see your dad

and we'd be back after a week, loaded with the goods.

You could talk to Francesca, she'd listen to you.

I can't.

Giuse, tell her not to make a mistake.

Vito's a good, hardworking man.

Tell her that he loves her and will always be with her.

Tell her that we've all got a life ahead of us.

- Yes. And hers is with Vito, right? - Of course.

Right! I swear, my sister is as stubborn as a mule.

Are you sure that you don't want to drive down with me?

Yes, absolutely sure.

Wait. Mady!

Mady, wait!

Who do you take me for?

You can't forbid me to be here, we've paid the rent.

- We can do whatever we please... - Mrs. Schlesser...

- How are you today? - Mr. Antonio,

the rules are clear. This is a respectable house.

"Respectable, respectable." We're leaving anyway!

Well done! Are you happy? What should I tell her now?

Say that you love me, that I'm part of your life

and that we're leaving anyway.

No more hiding, Toni. It's over.

Would you let me handle things at my tempo?

I'm going to lose my flat, I haven't told my father anything yet

and you're telling everyone as if we were already married.

Can't you calm down a notch?

At your tempo we don't move forward, Toni.

I'm happy. We are happy, right?

Why should I keep it to myself?

Toni, okay... All right…

You decide. We'll first go see your dad.

Hey...

I've never been to Italy anyway...

You know that I love you?

Come, let's go inside.

Hello.

Mady, how are you?

- Great and you? - Good.

Antonio, how are you?

Hi. Very well, thank you.

What are you doing here?

On my wedding day!

I'm gonna kill you!

You're dead to me, got it?

I never want to see you again.

If I ever see you again back home, I'll kill you with my bare hands!

- She was all I had. You tainted her. - I didn't rape her!

My sister's pregnant, with your child!

You were like a brother to me. Shame on you!

Antonio!

Actually, I know nothing about you.

Well, now I know some things.

I don't understand.

I don't know you.

Who am I to you?

You're the woman I, I…

I...

The woman I love.

The woman I chose.

Lucky me!

You chose me, thank you!

How many women were on the list?

And how many children have you got?

Huh?

"Mady" what?

Speak! "Mady" who? Who?

Mady the fool?

Mady the idiot who takes care of everything and gets you out of shit?

Everything okay?

It's all right.

I ruined everything.

I owe you an apology.

What can I do to ask for your forgiveness?

I want truth.

I want a man!

Respect!

I want a man I can trust!

But you treat me like a fool.

You're selfish! Fucking Italian!

I made a mistake, Mady.

A big mistake.

She meant nothing to me.

I swear, Mady. You're the only one I love.

I swear it on my mother's grave.

Look at me.

And upstairs are five sleeping rooms and a beautiful bathroom...

Hum, sorry… I'll be right there.

Mr. Spinelli... Mr. Spinelli?

I rang three times but no one opened.

This won't work.

Maybe we could agree on specific visit days because...

this is very embarrassing.

Let's talk on the phone.

I'll call you.

Something's changed.

I have to leave for a few hours.

Rest, okay?

Thank you.

If there's a problem, call me.

What I don't get is the whole music thing.

Didjay, vidjay...

whatever it's called.

Is that a job?

You have one thing in common, don't take it wrong.

She's as stubborn as you.

I miss you, Mady.

They're a pain in the ass...

with their nursing home...

their medals.

I miss you.

Come on. I'm hungry! Who wants some cake?

One, two, three!

Toni, look!

Oh, it's wonderful!

But where did you find this picture?

I got something for your daughter, too…

But it's your birthday...

You like it?

What's her name?

Lisa?

Or... Aurelia?

Let's go have a cigarette.

Why do you always spoil the kids?

You know Mady.

This year will be the right one. Medicine is making great progress.

It's not that simple, Rosario.

The painting was your idea, right?

My idea? You know I don't get art.

They say it's trendy.

But it was mostly something to remember us by.

So you've made up your mind?

I didn't want to tell it to you this way, but…

The house has been ready for a while now, Anto.

My parents aren't getting any younger…

If we don't go back now, it'll be difficult for the kids

to join a school in Italy. Your life is here. But ours...

- I don't know... - It's cold.

You're right to go home.

But let's not tell Mady tonight.

Okay?

Yes.

Let's go back in. Tonight we celebrate.

Have a good evening, see you tomorrow.

Have a good evening.

I've got to go.

I'll be...

as quick as possible.

See you later. I'll get this done and I'll be right there.

- How are you? - Good and you?

Two young Sicilians are waiting for you.

A problem with a working contract, if I understood correctly.

And you got this message.

Bring them two beers, I'll be right there.

"Dear father, I've worked very hard these past three years."

Together with the other Italians, we built Luxembourg.

When you'll come to visit, I'll show you all the houses

and the roads we built in this big city.

I set up a little company that bears our name.

I work more than before, but I'm my own boss now.

I got married and I'm happy.

You should see how pretty she is, and so kind!

She helps me a lot and we're in love.

I'm sure you'd like her.

But why won't you talk to me?

"Your son, Antonio."

Wait here.

Daddy!

It's nothing, sweetheart.

Don't worry.

Everything's okay, go back inside.

Mr. Spinelli!

How are you?

I'm happy to see you again.

Follow me, please.

Mr. Spinelli, I have great respect for you and your wife.

She did so much for this company.

My wife was a great woman.

You're absolutely right.

But the situation is a little complicated.

You know that this is not a family company anymore.

No, I just wanted to make sure that this young woman

would be welcomed.

Nothing else.

- It's true. - What?

What you said...

My wife

and I,

we did everything

for this company.

She's part of your family?

Her name is Leopoldina.

Leopoldina…

Spinelli.

Mr. Spinelli. We'll do everything

that's possible, but I can't promise anything.

She's very competent

and she really wants to work.

I'm sure.

Thank you, Mr. Schneider.

It was your decision, not mine.

Go ahead, explain...

It's impossible to talk with you. Impossible!

I wanted you to stay here...

I'm the one who's selfish?

Again?

Go fuck yourself.

Right. Ciao.

- Leo? - Yes?

- Can I come in? - Yes.

I don't know what the fuck I should do.

- I don't know if there's a father. - How do you mean?

No, the father exists.

But what if he doesn't want it?

What if he thinks that...

having children doesn't make sense or that it's too soon?

What should I do, stay alone?

Does he know he's going to be a father?

No.

What are you waiting for? Tell him!

Anyway, what you need right now is to rest and be calm.

You'll deal with it all afterwards, however and with whomever you want.

- Including with your mom. - No.

I called her before but I just can't.

Forget about the phone.

The phone is for bad news.

You should look into each other's eyes and hug

and you should tell her you love her!

Then you'll cry tears of joy and love.

I'm not sure that I'm capable of becoming a mother.

I'm so scared.

Have no fear.

It's normal, at least that's what they told me.

Everything will be okay, Leo.

You know, the first time I brought my wife to Italy

was when my father died.

We weren't talking anymore...

but...

I went back to see him again.

Okay, I'll text you from the train.

Ciao, bye.

I could've taken a plane.

Pregnant women don't take planes.

Better than a whole night in the train.

This way you'll have more time to think and find the right words.

You'll see, it won't be a waste of time.

You love that boy, don't you?

Then start from there.

And don't forget you're not alone.

- Did you take sandwiches? - Yes.

And you must drink a lot, Leo!

I have water.

Sir!