Original subtitles

(faucet water running)

(soft eerie music)

(cellphone ringing)

(melancholic orchestral music) (cellphone ringing)

- [Lorenzo] Mia.

Mia, I've been calling for two days. Where have you been?

Mia, listen to me, the shoot in Italy

is the only job offer you've got in a long time.

You have to come to terms with the fact

that you're not a teenager anymore.

I mean, you're not that fresh anymore.

You know the Hollywood standards, right?

So let's just accept this job, all right.

Sicily sounds great, it'll do you good.

(melancholic orchestral music)

- [Mia] "Dear Mama.

Do you see me?"

(soft orchestral music)

(plane engine roaring)

(Italian classical music) (cicadas chirping)

(Italian classical music continues)

(camera clicking)

- You look stunning.

Keep going.

(camera clicking)

Now turn around.

Look at me.

(Italian classical music)

(hammer tapping) (Italian classical music)

(Nino speaking Italian)

(Italian classical music)

(Nino speaking Italian)

(soft orchestral music) (scooter whirring)

(Nino singing in Italian)

(Nino speaking Italian)

(Nino singing in Italian)

(soft orchestral music)

(dog barking)

(Nino speaking Italian) (scooter whirring)

(soft orchestral music)

(Nino speaking Italian)

(water splashing) (kids groaning)

(Nino speaking Italian)

(boat horn blasting in distance)

(melodic upbeat music)

♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪

♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪

♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪

- [Mia] Felix.

♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪

♪ Only you ♪

♪ Only you ♪

♪ Only you ♪

♪ Only you ♪

- [Felix] Whoa, babe, come on, drink a little bit more.

Come on.

♪ Only you, only you ♪

- What the fuck are you doing?

I'm, what are you doing?

Can you not do fucking coke while we're driving?

Can you drive and not do drugs?

Can you give me the fucking coke?

- Relax, okay.

For a change, I would really love it

if you just keep on doing what you do,

like enjoying the view and whatever is there,

and I do what I wanna do, okay?

- But what you wanna do-

- And you can maybe just stop picking on me.

- Felix. - Okay?

I've been alive for a long time.

- [Mia] Felix, I'm trying to be present with you.

I'm trying to have a lovely weekend with you

and you just fuck it up as usual.

- Shut the up, okay? I'm driving!

I'm getting us to a beautiful place.

The only thing you do is like fucking give me a bad time!

(soft tense music)

(car rumbling quietly)

- I'm gonna go like this. (laughing)

- Just stop the car, just stop the fucking car!

Stop the car! (car door clicking)

- Jesus Christ.

(car door clunking)

What?

(car door clunking)

What?

I asked you, what the fuck is wrong with you?

Huh?

Like you never do it. (snorts coke)

- I can't take

your fucking bullshit anymore!

- Shut up.

(hand thudding) - Fuck!

(soft orchestral music)

- Mia, don't be silly, come on back.

(soft orchestral music)

(car door clicking) Fuck you!

(car door clunking)

(soft orchestral music)

(soft orchestral music continues)

(waves lapping)

(birds chirping) (waves lapping)

(Martino gasping and speaking Italian)

(Mia shrieking)

(Martino speaking Italian)

- I don't understand.

(Martino speaking Italian)

(Martino laughing)

(birds chirping) (waves lapping)

- Mm!

(Martino laughing)

It's so good.

(tranquil orchestral music) (waves lapping)

(tranquil orchestral music)

(tranquil orchestral music continues)

(tranquil orchestral music continues)

(Martino speaking Italian)

(Calogero speaking Italian)

- It smells so good.

(Calogero speaking Italian)

(scooter whirring)

(Nino speaking Italian)

(soft orchestral music)

(Martino speaking Italian)

- Mia.

(Martino speaking Italian)

- And you,

what's your name?

- My name is Nino. Nice to meet you.

Ah!

I see you're a foreigner.

This is what we do in Italy, we kiss each other.

- Even if you don't know each other?

- Right, because we don't know each other.

It's way to make few people welcomed.

Well, Mia, I suppose you are here in Sciacca for?

- Work.

- For work? - Mm-hm.

- You mean you're looking for a job?

- Yeah, that's exactly what I meant.

I'm looking for a summer job.

- A summer job? Fantastic!

And pray tell, princess, what job will please you?

- Whatever job allows me to wear clothes for starters.

- Come on, come with me, I've an idea.

- Who are you?

Bye.

Bye.

Thank you.

(Calogero speaking Italian)

(car horn blasting) - What are you doing?

(Piero shouting in Italian)

- Piero!

- Son of a bitch! - Watch your language.

- Vaffanculo, son of a bitch.

- Hey!

- Sofia.

What's this rediscovering our cultural roots thing,

a midlife crisis?

- No, darling, I just thought

Sicily would be a nice place for a holiday

and we haven't been back in years.

I thought, let's go home.

- Home, London is home.

(Piero muttering under breath)

Sofia, can you say something? Don't you agree with Mummy?

- I don't even know where we're going right now.

- Ah, Daddy's taking you to Sciacca. (speaking Italian)

- What is this Sciacca place, like next to Saint-Tropez?

- No.

Not exactly.

(melodic guitar music)

(locals speaking Italian) (melodic guitar music)

(car rumbling)

(brakes screeching)

(locals speaking Italian)

- Have you seen this girl?

(locals speaking Italian)

- Are you sure?

(locals speaking Italian)

- [Felix] She's a famous actress. Look again.

(local speaking Italian)

- Come on, I know she's here somewhere.

(local speaking Italian)

- I don't understand.

(local speaking Italian and laughing)

(car rumbling)

(locals speaking Italian)

(melodic guitar music)

- Yeah, this way, oh!

- [Mia] Sorry.

- Let me help you.

(speaking Italian) You find yourself home at Mangia's.

It's just like a big cosmopolitan family, you know?

- Well, I just hope they speak English.

- Yeah, they will. Don't worry.

(customers speaking Italian)

(all laughing)

(teacher speaking Italian)

(Martino speaking Italian)

- Not now, okay?

- Oh, you still haven't told me which room you booked.

I hope you booked a master suite, right?

- It's a surprise, darling.

Oh, just have some faith, please.

- I hate surprises.

(waves lapping) (background people chattering)

- Oh, is it not working again?

Listen, it must be you guys are doing something wrong.

Ah, okay, I'm coming.

- But...

What?

(soft melodic music)

- Hey, kiddo.

Have you seen this girl?

(Martino speaking Italian)

- Repeat, kiddo, repeat.

(Martino speaking Italian)

(Felix speaking Italian)

(soft melodic music)

(Felix laughing) (car rumbling)

(Martino speaking Italian)

(soft melodic music)

(cellphone ringing) (background people chattering)

- Hey.

I don't know, she disappeared since last night.

I'm asking around, okay.

No, she left everything in the car,

her purse, her cell phone.

What?

They moved the campaign up to when?

Oh, shit.

To hell with it, I'm taking the next flight.

Tell them I'm coming back.

I'll call you from the airport, okay.

Okay.

(scooter whirring)

(gentle orchestral music)

(both speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

- And not even for a moment,

has humanity given up

on the oldest practice in the world,

to love, (speaking Italian).

(both speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

(Nino laughing)

- Don't back away.

(both speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

(Phil clapping)

(Nino speaking Italian)

- I'm bringing good life to Sicily. Hi, Grandpa.

(Nino speaking Italian)

- Hey, Grandpa, you still working it, huh?

Maybe because unlike this one,

both of us have experienced the grand world.

- Look at you.

You don't look like a poor Italian immigrant.

- Times have changed.

I dominate the world.

I don't allow the world to dominate me.

I see you are still crying over that.

- Speaking about the devil, huh, Grandpa?

Look, here's someone who successfully sold his soul.

- Shut up, brother. Nobody cares what you say.

- Why the hell didn't you tell me he was back, huh?

- And why on earth should you be entitled to know?

- Because you are my fucking brother.

- Oh! - Look at you.

(Grandpa speaking Italian)

- Stop, the both of you.

So tell me,

how is New York?

I miss New York.

- Well,

unlike here,

life is perfect.

(soft orchestral music)

- What is he doing?

No, like seriously, why are we even here?

- I don't know.

(Sofia sighing heavily)

You think you can manage,

or we need to spend the night in the car?

- Honey, I'm almost there.

I just need to understand some final details.

- It's been two hours

you are trying to understand final details.

Piero, Piero, Piero.

Listen to me carefully. - This one goes-

- Because I'm only saying it once, okay?

This camping crap is the last surprise

you're gonna be pulling ever.

You promised us a dream vacation,

and instead you want us to spend the night

in a tent like refugees.

I mean, why aren't we in the Mangia's resort?

What's going on?

- Because we are closer to nature, honey.

(Francesca sighing) Come here, come here.

Look, come on, it's wonderful.

Look at that, it's beautiful.

(speaking Italian) Wonderful.

- The resort is also wonderful and comfortable.

- Yes, but honey, this,

look, I have to tell you that it's going to!

(chair clattering)

- Oh, my God. (sighing)

(waves lapping) (background people chattering)

- May I have a gin and tonic, please.

- [Mia] In the morning?

- Like we never had a drink in the morning together.

- Phil.

- Actually, if I remember well,

last time I saw you was at your party in New York, right?

- I don't know what you're talking about.

Antonia, can you take his order?

I think Luc needs me in the back.

- Can I help you?

- No,

not really.

(soft melancholic music)

- Going okay?

- Yeah.

- See you tomorrow. - Bye.

See you tomorrow.

(soft ominous music) (Mia gasping)

(gentle tense music)

(scooter whirring)

Nino!

- What's going on? - Go, go, go, go, go, go!

Go, go, go! - Don't tell me you know him.

- Who, that guy? No, I just met him today.

He seems like a creep. You?

- Honey, I don't, yet he's my brother.

(scooter whirring)

(melodic guitar music)

(both laughing)

Look!

(scooter whirring) (melodic guitar music)

- Wow.

(waves lapping) (seagulls cawing)

It's breathtaking.

It looks like a movie scene.

- Yeah. This is one of my favorite spots.

I come here when I need to, to recharge.

It's a relief to know that certain things,

certain places will not change.

- I'd like to see the other places too.

- You work tomorrow?

- Only 'til lunchtime.

I have the afternoon off.

- Perfect.

(both laughing softly)

(melodic guitar music)

(both laughing)

Careful.

Look at this.

- [Mia] Wow!

- It's amazing, you know.

Come on.

The key to miracles is to be found in Sicily.

The key to everything.

The purity of the contours,

the softness of everything.

The harmonious unity

of the sky and the sea with the earth.

Italy is nothing without Sicily.

- I'd like to love my land the way you love yours.

- You love Sicily until it becomes your land.

It happened to so many people.

Together, these are its words.

(birds chirping)

- Maybe Sicily will heal my heart.

(tranquil orchestral music)

(both laughing)

(tranquil orchestral music)

Can you see me, Mama?

(tranquil orchestral music)

(soft orchestral music)

(scooter whirring) (soft orchestral music)

- 4500 years before Christ.

- [Mia] Really?

(scooter whirring) (soft orchestral music)

- [Nino] That's the Concordia Temple.

(soft orchestral music)

(waves lapping) (seagulls cawing)

- Wow!

(waves lapping) (seagulls cawing)

- Do you like it?

Hm?

- Where are you going? What are you doing?

- Come on, come on! - No, oh, my God!

Oh, my God, oh!

(water splashing)

Oh, my God!

(Mia laughing) - Come here!

So beautiful!

- Oh, my God, it's so cold.

No, it's too cold.

- [Nino] Come on!

- [Mia] No, it's cold, I can't do it.

- Come on.

Come here.

(gentle melodic music)

(both laughing)

(gentle melodic music)

Ah! - Oh!

(gentle melodic music) (waves lapping)

(water splashing)

(gentle melodic music) (waves lapping)

(background people chattering) (gentle melodic music)

(all speaking Italian)

(Mia speaking Italian)

(both speaking Italian)

- I, my mum was keen on making sure

I knew how to take care of myself and my family.

(Caterina speaking Italian)

(Mia speaking Italian)

(soft melancholic music)

(birds chirping)

- I introduce you to my mom.

Do you mind?

- Do I mind?

No, quite the contrary.

(birds chirping)

- Calcedonio is a Sicilian poet.

Do you know him?

- I don't, I'm sorry.

- Don't be sorry. I'll give you a copy in English.

- Thank you, it's very nice of you.

(Nino clears throat)

(Nino reading Italian poetry) (gentle orchestral music)

(Nino reading Italian poetry) (gentle orchestral music)

(Mia speaking Italian)

(Nino speaking Italian)

(waves lapping) (seagulls cawing)

- [Mia] Thank you for taking me to meet your mother.

She looks very sweet.

- [Nino] I know.

(both laughing softly)

- Can I ask you something?

- [Nino] Sure you can.

- How come she doesn't?

- Yeah.

When I was eight,

my father left,

just like that.

He only left a note

saying he had to follow his path.

- What path?

- I don't know.

We hoped he reached our grandpa in New York,

but apparently he didn't.

- Was he a, an artist too?

- He was a sculptor as well, yeah.

- So your mother just?

- She fell sick after he abandoned us,

severe depression. (sighing)

She never recovered.

She has good days sometimes, but you know.

- I'm so sorry, Nino.

- Don't worry.

I'm so lucky in many ways.

Look at this.

It's a gift for me.

- Hm.

(boat horn blasting)

- What about you?

I know nothing about you. Who are you?

What about your family?

(waves lapping)

- My mother died

in front of me.

She ki, she killed herself,

and that day, I, I think I, I think I died too.

- I'm so sorry, Mia.

(Mia sobbing quietly)

Your father?

Who was he? - It was his fault.

I'll never forgive him!

Oh! - Mia, Mia!

(water splashing) Mia, Mia!

(gentle melancholic music)

(water scooter whirring)

- What the fuck are you doing here?

Are you following me?

- [Phil] Certainly not you, brother.

(waves lapping)

- You know each other?

- I told you, we met yesterday in the bar.

- That's right.

Let me take you to dinner,

so we can get to know each other better.

- I don't think that's a good idea!

- She doesn't want to get to know you better, Phil, go away!

- You look terrified, bro.

You should not think by now,

there is no competition between us.

You never win.

- Get fucking away, Phil!

- I'll see you, baby.

- Don't you babe me! - Let's go, Mia.

(water scooter whirring)

What's going on with my brother, huh?

Don't fool me!

I had enough with people fool me, Mia.

Do you know him?

- Yeah, I do, I, ah, I saw him several times in New York.

No, Nino, Nino, let me explain.

- Don't!

Always in my life, everyone that I love always chose him.

My father, Costanza.

- Costanza?

- How could I think to be good enough for you, huh?

- No, Nino.

- I was stupid.

You're both laughing at me when you are together?

- No.

Just, no, Nino, just-

- Don't!

(soft melancholic music)

- [Mia] "Dear Mama.

This is my last letter to you."

(soft melancholic music)

- [Luc] Okay, guys, are you ready?

Bambino, Benita, come here.

- Come on. - You stay there, okay.

Martino, go.

(waves lapping) (background people chattering)

- Piero, Piero, why don't you go and spend

some quality time with your daughter?

- Darling, I- - You're always on the phone.

- I'm working, huh? Just give me a minute.

Why don't you drink something, huh?

- Get ready!

On your marks,

number, number three!

- Bella, so beautiful.

(winner laughing) (all cheering)

- (speaking Italian) The game is over.

- [Francesca] Sorry, why the game is over?

- Yeah, because it's- (glass clanking)

Antonia, I'm sorry.

- Did you win?

- Yeah. - Okay, that's good.

- I got it, I got it, it's fine.

(waves lapping) (background people chattering)

- Sorry.

(speaking Italian) Hi, Phil.

- [Phil] Hi, Luc.

- Hi.

- [Mia] Hey.

- Hi, gorgeous. So you like it here with us?

- Yeah, I do, thank you.

- Good, because tonight, we are all working an extra shift.

- Perfect, I prefer not having too much free time.

- Antonia, are you okay with that too?

- Yes, yes.

- Good, workaholics.

For tonight, let's try to dress a little more fun,

because we are all working

at the annual party of La Contessa.

- What, Costanza?

- Sure.

- I don't feel like.

- I'll see you tonight.

Bye.

- And perfect.

I see you tonight,

babe.

(Italian classical music)

(juggler speaking Italian)

(audience applauding)

(bright orchestral music) (audience applauding)

(melodic orchestral music)

- Nino.

- [Nino] Costanza.

- Good evening.

You look very handsome yourself.

Mum, you remember Nino?

- Hello.

(melodic orchestral music) (background people chattering)

- Contessa, what an honor to be here.

- [Contessa] You're welcome.

- Costanza.

- Phil.

- You are gorgeous.

Hey, Grandpa, looking good, huh?

(melodic orchestral music) (background people chattering)

Mia,

you look beautiful.

- Yeah, right.

- You are the most beautiful one

with or without an evening dress.

You know very well that.

You know what I mean?

But anyway-

- Anyway, you wanna get out of here?

- Sure. You done for the night?

- No,

I start now.

- Phil darling, you're not leaving already?

- I can take you home, Mia, come on.

- Oh no, I'm good, thank you. I'm all set.

(melodic orchestral music) (background people chattering)

- Nino, come here.

(melodic orchestral music) (background people chattering)

(scooter whirring)

♪ Is that what you want ♪

♪ I am the outsider looking in ♪

♪ Searching for company to keep ♪

♪ And when I break through ♪

♪ I want to live forever ♪

♪ Be careful what you wish for ♪

♪ 'Cause now you've lost it ♪

♪ Burn my world to the ground now ♪

♪ All I ever was ♪

- Now you can tell me.

♪ All my memories deep inside ♪

- What the hell you doing here?

- I'm here to

find myself.

- (laughing) "To find myself."

- Why are you laughing?

- I wouldn't have guessed

you were one of those stupid new age losers.

♪ Hidden in the dark ♪

♪ All you have left now is an undefined harmony ♪

- We used to have fun in New York, huh?

And we still could.

When you going back?

(waves lapping)

♪ How many times have I walked down this street ♪

- I'm not going back to that shitty life.

- Shitty life?

That's the life everyone dreams of.

♪ And when I break through ♪

♪ I want to live forever ♪

♪ Be careful what you wish for ♪

- What the fuck is going on with you?

♪ Burn my world to the ground now ♪

♪ All I ever was on the floor burn ♪

♪ All my memories deep inside ♪

- What's the matter with you?

♪ Trying to make them real ♪

- You don't want to have sex with me anymore?

- [Mia] Oh, fuck you, Phil!

- If you think you can fool me with that

"I'm a better person now," you can leave.

I don't bother push.

I'm not as stupid as my brother.

- You're half the man that Nino is!

You know nothing about kindness and compassion and love.

I'm not gonna have sex with you because you disgust me.

I deserve so much more than this.

I deserve so much more than you.

♪ You didn't see me now ♪

♪ I'm just a broken melo ♪

♪ You didn't hear me out ♪

♪ I'm just a broken melody ♪

- [Phil] Fuck!

♪ How many times have I walked down this street ♪

♪ Sun in my face ♪

(visitor knocking)

♪ Cool ocean breeze on my skin ♪

- Mia?

♪ And when I break through ♪

♪ I want to live forever ♪

♪ Be careful what you wish for ♪

♪ 'Cause now you've lost it ♪

♪ Burn my world to the ground now ♪

♪ All I ever was on the floor burn ♪

(blender whirring)

♪ All my memories deep inside ♪

♪ Trying to make them real ♪

- Everything okay?

- Not really.

- Problems with Nino?

- No, why should there be?

We're just acquaintances.

I won't be staying here forever.

(waves lapping)

- So you work here?

Oh, well done, didn't take you long to integrate.

- Do you need anything?

- I was looking for Nino actually.

Have you seen him by chance?

- No, he didn't show up today.

- Oh, well, he must be tired from last night.

In that case,

pour me a wine, rose.

I'll have it in my cabana in 10 minutes after my swim,

when you see me come out of the water.

(waves lapping) (background people chattering)

(Phil clapping)

- [Phil] You really want to look like an idiot?

(both speaking Italian)

(whistle tooting)

(lively guitar music)

(all cheering) (whistle tooting)

(lively guitar music)

(whistle tooting)

(lively guitar music)

(whistle tooting)

- That's a very good football! (laughing)

(lively guitar music)

- [Nino] (speaking Italian) Game over!

(whistle tooting)

(lively guitar music)

(waves lapping)

(group chattering)

(both speaking Italian)

(both speaking Italian continues)

(both speaking Italian continues)

(soft tense orchestral music)

(Francesca screaming) - Francesca.

(both speaking Italian)

- Don't panic, don't panic! - Oh, my God!

Ew, ew!

Daddy, be careful! - No, not there!

- He's dead, honey, I killed it.

- (speaking Italian) If you wanna go on being an ecologist,

you stay, but me and Sofia,

we, we're done with Amazonia, okay?

We're going to a hotel and sleep in a proper bed.

(both speaking Italian)

- I don't recognize you anymore.

First, the story that to reconnect with the roots

and then the camping.

Who do you think you're bullshitting, huh?

Tell me the truth. (speaking Italian)

- Okay.

(birds chirping)

We are broke.

(both speaking Italian) (gentle tense music)

- It's this damn Covid, damn Brexit!

Okay, I lost my job, almost lost the house.

(gentle melodic music)

- Sorry.

(speaking Italian) Can you say it again?

I-I thought I just heard you say broke.

- Yes, that's right, I am broke. The markets collapsed!

The banks have blocked my cards.

I have to settle a mountain of debt.

I, I don't know, I don't know what to do anymore.

We are penniless.

- And when were you gonna tell us, Piero?

We are your family.

When were you gonna tell us?

Huh?

- I know, I know, I know, I know, I know.

I just didn't want you guys to worry, huh?

I tried everything. (sighing)

I tried everything, but now I need you to understand.

I need you to support me.

I just need some time, be able to come back.

- You cut the crap, cut the crap now.

We trusted you, we are your family

and you bullshitted us the whole time.

Why?

(Francesca speaking Italian)

(Piero speaking Italian) - No.

You should have told us something.

(Piero speaking Italian)

- That's bullshit.

(birds chirping)

(waves lapping) (soft melancholic music)

(water splashing)

(waves lapping) (soft melancholic music)

(photo tearing) (Nino grunting)

(soft melancholic music)

- [Mia] "Dear Mama.

This is my last letter to you.

I am writing to go back in time

to find the reason why you left me

and why I am this way,

so close to you and yet so far from myself.

I still remember the first time you hit me.

I was just a little girl.

I ran away, I went to stay at Grandma's,

and when she took me back,

you looked at me with so much pain

and told me I had broken your heart.

Those words did break mine.

There were days you would not leave your bed.

I would bring you tea and sit next to you,

hold your hand just to remind you I was there.

(soft melancholic music)

The sad routine of a life in black and white.

The day you died,

everything I loved about myself died with you.

Do you see me now?

Do you hear me now?

Look where I am.

Look who I am becoming.

I intend to live, feel and love

every detail and every color

this passionate country has gifted me with.

'The key to miracles is to be found in Sicily, '

someone said.

Today, I choose to be a miracle.

I choose myself.

I forgive you, Mama."

("Meraviglioso" by Nicoleta Nuga)

("Meraviglioso" music continues)

("Meraviglioso" music continues)

(Phil speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

(Phil speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

(Phil speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

(Phil speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

(Phil speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

(waves lapping) (seagulls cawing)

(both speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

(both speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

- Nino, find your diversity.

It is in your diversity, you will find your magic,

and finally, you will fall in love.

(both speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

(both speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

(both speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

(gentle orchestral music)

(both speaking Italian) (gentle orchestral music)

- Well, not immediately,

but you and Dad are just not happy at all.

(birds chirping)

(both speaking Italian)

- [Francesca] You're the love of my life.

- [Sofia] I love you too.

(fire crackling) (gentle guitar music)

- Ah!

My friend from America, huh, like Italian pasta.

Good, good, good for your six pack.

(all speaking Italian)

- No, I don't wanna be a model.

- Okay. (laughing)

- Piero, where's your wife and bambino?

- Er- - Here we are.

- Papa!

- [Piero] Sofia! (speaking Italian)

- Hello, everyone.

(both speaking Italian)

- I'm starving.

- Yeah, did you guys eat everything

or there's something left for us?

- Ah, almost. Nino, some plates for my family please.

(all speaking Italian)

(fire crackling) (gentle guitar music)

- Hello, everyone.

- Hi.

- May I join you?

- Costanza, sit with me please.

(fire crackling) (gentle guitar music)

- You're not eating?

- Yeah, no, I'm not, I'm not hungry.

- You know, I know who you are.

I know you.

I was you many years ago,

a young actress with my head in the clouds

and the world at my feet.

And most importantly,

I can see you.

I see the struggle,

the pain,

the ambition.

I also see the void

and the need to be loved,

to fill that void.

You know, my family is everything to me.

Do I have regrets for what I have lost?

I do, sometimes.

But you know, someone said

that the only talent we have is in the choice.

So be careful what you choose,

'cause it's gonna change your life and his.

- Are you saying I should follow my heart?

- Just follow your instinct, that never fails.

- Thank you.

(fire crackling) (gentle guitar music)

- I know this song.

(all singing in Italian)

- [Piero] Dance with me.

(all singing in Italian)

(waves lapping)

- To be or not to be, bro.

- [Nino] Here you are,

the cherry on top of the perfect night.

- [Phil] You miss him very much, huh?

- [Nino] I don't, I hate him.

- [Phil] I miss him too.

- Did you ever see him in New York?

(waves lapping) (gentle melodic music)

- I saw him once.

He was so wasted, he didn't even recognize me.

That's all.

- You are saying you didn't look for him afterwards?

- For sure I did. He's my father.

I know where he lives, if that's what you're asking me.

But I do not wish to see him.

I prefer to drink my anger up.

(waves lapping)

- Hey,

I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry too.

- Do you love her?

- Who, Mia? (sighing)

Do you really know what love is?

- I have no clue.

But Filippo, I want to feel love.

- Filippo?

(both speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

- Good luck, bro. (sighing)

(gentle orchestral music)

(gentle orchestral music continues)

(Nino singing in Italian)

(Linda gasping)

(Nino singing in Italian)

- Nino, Nino!

Oh! (laughing)

Mia, wake up! (speaking Italian)

Mia!

Mia!

Mia!

Wake up! - What is it?

- It's Nino!

Come on, when will you get another chance?

(Nino singing in Italian)

(waves lapping)

(match striking)

(waves lapping) (gentle orchestral music)

- [Mia] Hi.

(waves lapping) (gentle orchestral music)

- I'm sorry.

- Ssh!

Don't say anything.

I know, I was scared too.

- And now are you scared?

- No.

You?

- No.

Never felt so sure in my life.

(soft orchestral music)

(soft orchestral music continues)

(soft orchestral music continues)

(birds chirping)

(Francesca speaking Italian)

- Because the loser that I am.

- You're not a loser.

(both speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

- And still, you keep the family together.

(both speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

- I'm still here.

(both speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

(both speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

- [Francesca] Oh, no!(laughing)

(Piero speaking Italian)

(hammer tapping)

- It's nice to watch you sculpt.

(hammer tapping)

You can tell you love your job.

- Yes.

It's my life.

- How did you start?

- I start...

(soft melancholic music)

When my father left.

This stone,

the dream of transforming it and my life

into something that is mine

and mine alone that belongs to me,

that can't go away, you know?

(soft melancholic music)

Well,

that's how I started.

And now,

this stone,

hard and pure

is the essence of me.

♪ You don't want me to be cold ♪

♪ I lost the way I used to know ♪

♪ No destination no more now ♪

♪ Run my lipstick and not my eyes ♪

♪ Fill my ears with better lies ♪

♪ Don't wanna see what's behind them ♪

♪ No, I guess that we really hed our last conversation ♪

♪ No, I guess that we really had to lose it all ♪

♪ I don't wanna imagine that you are okay ♪

♪ 'Cause even if you called ♪

♪ I would answer the phone at three a.m. to joke ♪

♪ Love the way that we used to ♪

♪ I hope you think of me sometimes ♪

♪ When you drink my favorite wine ♪

♪ Or when you tell her the same you told me ♪

♪ Now, I know that we really had to lose it all ♪

♪ I don't wanna imagine that you are okay ♪

♪ 'Cause even if you called ♪

♪ I would answer the phone at three a.m. to joke ♪

♪ Love the way that we used to ♪

♪ Love the way that we used to ♪

- [Grandpa] Sooner or later,

everyone comes back to the enchanted castle.

♪ Love the way that we used to ♪

♪ Love the way that we used to ♪

♪ Love the way that we used to ♪

♪ Love the way that we used to ♪

♪ Love the way that we used to ♪

♪ Love the way that we used to ♪

- What a beautiful voice you have.

- Thank you, Mia.

- Look at you. You truly are gorgeous in every way.

You shouldn't be ashamed of your beauty.

- Hm.

(both laughing)

- Oh, look at how radiant my girls are today.

Mia, there's someone on the phone for you.

- On the phone?

- Yes, in the office.

- Who is it?

- I don't know. Anyway, he doesn't speak Italian.

- Nino.

- [Lorenzo] Who's Nino?

- Who's this?

- [Lorenzo] Mia.

Do you know how worried we've all been about you?

All your clients, Mia, this is so irrational.

What the hell is going on with you?

Do you have any idea how long it took for me to find you?

How hard it is to manage you?

Mia.

Mia, I'm talking to you.

- I'm here.

- [Lorenzo] (sighing) Mia.

You've always been able to be professional.

Your career, the career that you have left,

the career you can still have

is only going to be about you being professional.

Check your Venmo account, there's enough money for a ticket.

Buy a ticket, get your ass on a plane to New York tonight.

(gentle melodic music)

- Okay.

- [Lorenzo] (sighing) Good.

That's the Mia I know.

- Okay.

(receiver clattering)

(soft melancholic music)

(Mia reading Italian) (soft melancholic music)

(Mia reading Italian) (soft melancholic music)

(Mia reading Italian) (soft melancholic music)

(Mia speaking Italian) (soft melancholic music)

(scooter whirring)

(Piero speaking Italian)

- Piero, are you guys leaving?

- Ah, the voyage of hope if we can manage it.

- Where's the car?

(Piero speaking Italian)

- When you're done chiseling stones,

there's always room in my house.

It's in a tent, but there's room.

- Thanks, Piero, I certainly come

and when you wanna get beat at soccer again,

you know where to find me.

(Piero speaking Italian)

- Bye, Piero.

Thanks for everything.

- Bye, bro.

Don't be a coward, huh?

Life's for those who challenge it,

not for those who look at it.

(Francesca speaking Italian)

- Ciao, Francesca, ciao, Sofia.

- [Francesca and Sofia] Ciao.

(scooter engine starting)

- Okay.

Bye.

(scooter whirring)

(both speaking Italian)

- Ah, the bus is coming, baby, don't worry, huh?

- Shut up.

- Ah, amore, I love you too.

(waves lapping) (soft melancholic music)

- I already miss you.

- What?

How did you know what I was...

- I feel you.

(Nino sighing)

- Come with me.

Nino, Nino, come with me.

You're so talented, America will fall in love with you.

Like I fell in love with you.

You and me together in New York.

Real life, I can't hide here forever.

My career and yours.

Please, Nino,

leave this small world.

- But that's not real life, Mia,

success, career,

they don't exist without the wombs of my streets,

my squares, my sea, my people.

- No, but it is a small world, it's a small reality.

It's just a sliver of a world, if you could just-

- But for me,

hey, for those like me,

it's the glimmer of all possible lives.

This glimmer is freedom.

(waves lapping)

It's the choice to simply be what I am.

And I'm proud to be

a stonemason from Sciacca.

(waves lapping)

Want to dance?

- [Mia] Dance?

But there's no music.

(soft guitar music)

- [Nino] Close your eyes.

♪ What the hell this noise comes from ♪

♪ I can't hear myself no more ♪

♪ It's my heart that beat so strong ♪

♪ As the hail is pouring down ♪

♪ Beating like some jungle drum ♪

♪ Why I'm driving on my way back home ♪

♪ It's you ♪

♪ As the headlights break the darkness ♪

(hammer tapping)

♪ In this endless night I hear your words ♪

♪ Like thunders that can tear the sky apart ♪

(hammer tapping)

♪ Am I dreaming, am I drunk ♪

♪ Or am I only just too tired ♪

♪ While the cigarette burns down ♪

♪ I'm killing all ♪

♪ That's left of you ♪

♪ I've never seen the moon so bright ♪

♪ There is no shade where I can hide ♪

♪ I need to lay down without your voice ♪

♪ It's you ♪

♪ As the headlights break the darkness ♪

♪ In this endless night I hear your words ♪

♪ Like thunders that can tear the sky apart ♪

♪ Am I dreaming, am I drunk ♪

♪ Or am I only just too tired ♪

♪ While the cigarette burns down ♪

♪ I'm killing all ♪

♪ I return back to the darkness ♪

♪ Bring back the life in my heart with laughter ♪

♪ I need to feel that I can be again ♪

♪ Is this pain really a relief ♪

♪ Feelings of hurt I need to feel ♪

♪ To still these final memories of you ♪

♪ What's left of you ♪

(scooter whirring)

(all speaking Italian)

♪ What's left of you ♪

- Lorenzo.

I'm not fucking crazy!

Uh!

(Nino speaking Italian) (scooter whirring)

♪ What the hell this noise comes from ♪

♪ I can't hear myself no more ♪

♪ It's my heart that beats so strong ♪

(Nino speaking Italian)

- "Dear Mr. Ventivania.

We are pleased to inform you

that we will like to have the pleasure

of exhibiting your work entitled 'Mia'

during our next exhibition scheduled for October."

(Nino speaking Italian) (gentle melodic music)

(gentle melodic music)

(Nino speaking Italian)

(paper rustling)

(Nino speaking Italian)

(gentle melodic music)

"Dear Nino.

When you read these words,

I'll already be back in America."

♪ I lost the way I used to know ♪

- [Mia] And you'll think that America really does exist,

as it took me away from you, from us,

and I'm walking on it right now.

So yes, it is over between us, there is an ocean between us,

and yet, we didn't lose it,

because maybe life means losing something big

only to get it back in many small pieces,

making you feel like

you've never really lost anything at all."

♪ I don't wanna imagine that you are okay ♪

♪ 'Cause even if you called ♪

♪ I would answer the phone at three a.m. to joke ♪

♪ Love the way that we used to ♪

♪ I don't wanna try to find another way ♪

♪ What about the plans that we made for the day ♪

♪ To sit and work again ♪

♪ And love the way that we used to ♪

♪ I hope you think of me sometimes ♪

♪ When you drink my favorite wine ♪

♪ Or when you tell her the same you told me ♪

♪ Have you ever wondered what ♪

♪ You tell a person if you knew ♪

♪ That was the last time you saw him ♪

♪ Now I know that we really had our last conversation ♪

♪ Now I know that we really had to lose it all ♪

♪ I don't wanna imagine that you are okay ♪

♪ 'Cause even if you called ♪

♪ I would answer the phone at three a.m. to joke ♪

♪ Like the way that we used to ♪

♪ I don't wanna try to find another way ♪

♪ What about the plans that we made for the day ♪

♪ To sit and work again ♪

♪ And love the way that we used to ♪

♪ Love the way that we used to ♪

♪ Love the way that we used to ♪

♪ Love the way that we used to ♪

(classical piano music)

♪ Through a window to the sea ♪

♪ A reflection easy to me ♪

♪ When will you come back ♪

♪ My breath on the glass ♪

♪ Like a foolish acrobat ♪

♪ Should I go this way or that ♪

♪ If you would come here ♪

♪ My heart ♪

♪ Could soar ♪

♪ Everything we've gone through ♪

♪ Don't you feel I love you ♪

♪ I can even see you drop that mask ♪

♪ That's all I ask ♪

♪ I remember one time ♪

♪ We slow danced in sunshine ♪

♪ Then the sun went past the sky ♪

♪ You let me go, I don't know ♪

♪ Is it suddenly fashionably a mystery ♪

♪ Am I on a stage with my unspoken dreams ♪

♪ Is what I feel really true ♪

♪ Maybe I hurt you ♪

♪ My life is in motion ♪

♪ Life beyond this ocean ♪

♪ Am I drowning, am I swimming ♪

♪ I'm turned around ♪

♪ I say to love ♪

(classical piano music)

♪ Hm hm hm ♪

♪ Da na na na, turned around ♪

(waves lapping) (birds chirping)