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Oh, beautiful woman,

oh beautiful woman, oh beautiful woman, oh beautiful woman You are on top of me,

you are on top of me, I am on top of you, I am in love

You are on top of me, you are on top of me, I am on top of you, I am on top of

you, I am on top of you I am in love with you, I am in love with you, I am in love

with you I am in love with you, I am in love with you, I am

on top of you, I am on top of you, I am on top of you

She didn't even drink the tea

We are sisters Don't you think you have to explain something to us?

What did you do to Antonio?

You are the only one who doesn't have to talk.

Look at you, you are so fat.

Sofia, it doesn't matter.

You are so handsome.

Dad, I don't understand.

Did you argue?

Why did Antonio... Come on, dad.

Let's see if you can tell us the truth.

Baby, it's time.

Let's go home and rest a bit.

Son, wait.

You can stay if you want.

I don't think that's the case.

Good night.

Good night.

You ruined everyone's life.

First mom, then him.

You didn't want a male child.

You wanted a little you, a little Giovanni Franza.

You didn't care about Antonio.

You never asked yourself what he wanted to do.

For the rest of your life you forced him to be something he wasn't.

Antonio was good.

He was fragile.

God only knows if he tried to be the way you wanted him to be.

But he didn't.

He disappointed you once again, right dad?

What did you do?

You broke him up.

Don't you dare.

The last time I saw Antonio we argued.

I said terrible things.

Then I didn't call him anymore.

I didn't look for him anymore.

I thought he had abandoned me.

Instead, I'm the one who abandoned him.

I left him alone.

I missed Maria Teresa.

I missed everyone.

And you?

Who knows where you are?

Fragile soul You listened to me on the phone

But without laughing

You would have found love

Only by chance

And life goes on Even without us Who we are

From all those situations that come From all those little moments

From all those situations that never come back Because with time everything changes,

you know And we change, we change, we change And we change, we

change Sorry, I'm tired.

It doesn't matter.

How are you?

I couldn't sleep.

I should have stayed with you.

But you don't have to come to the office today.

You have to stay at home, rest a bit.

It's better that she came.

Even if I can't combine a lot of things.

I don't have to think about it tonight.

I'm sorry, Riccardo.

Maybe I was wrong.

No, no, you weren't wrong.

It had to happen.

I still keep asking myself how I could have waited so long.

Maria Teresa, I love you.

Listen to me.

Now it's better to clear up all the responsibilities.

And we can't face all these things together.

We'll do it.

Dad.

I'd like to stay here with you, mom.

You're at your best.

You can stay as long as you want.

Thank you.

Your mother will be happy to have someone in here.

Dad, I think that mom should be closer to you.

We've always been close to your mother.

But we've never been together.

Even now.

Everyone has their own pain.

When did all this start, mom?

Why do I feel like this?

Where does all this anger come from?

It's my fault.

Antonio.

I didn't protect you enough.

Don't say that.

I know you've always loved me.

I could have done more.

Protect you.

Protect Antonio.

And also for myself.

What do you mean?

This family is over.

There's nothing good left.

Go.

You can.

You're strong.

Independent.

You can do it.

But don't leave.

Do something nice for your life.

For yourself.

I swear.

I swear, mom.

Go away.

My little queen.

What is it?

I was looking for dad.

And then I wanted to say hello.

Dad?

Come here for a moment.

I've decided to go back to live in Bassano.

I want to start over.

With the kids.

With you.

I want to try.

Tell me what you mean when you say try.

I've changed, Filippo.

I'm sorry, Elena.

I don't trust you anymore.

What do you want me to tell you?

That I was wrong.

That I regretted it.

Yes.

I was wrong.

And I regretted it.

Listen, Elena.

I don't care.

If you go back to live with your family.

If you go to live in Milan.

If you disappear in Timbuktu.

Nothing changes.

Neither to me nor to the kids.

Our life goes on anyway.

Without you.

You can't cancel me like this.

They are also my children.

I remind you that you planted them in the tree.

From one moment to the next.

And that you went to bed with all of Milan.

Filippo.

Your children saw your photo.

Half naked.

So big.

In the town square.

I warned you, Elena.

Legally speaking.

What you did.

Is called abandonment of the conjugal roof.

When I left.

You were an alcoholic.

You weren't able to take care of your children.

I stopped drinking.

Since you left.

I've been a father.

I did it every day.

And I did it well.

So you see it can change.

Why can't I try it too?

Because the kids don't love you anymore.

I'm sorry, Elena.

I didn't mean to.

But it's useless for you to insist.

I don't change ideas.

And no judge would ever trust you.

What does the judge have to do with it?

The judge establishes it after the divorce.

I've already talked to the lawyer.

To avoid the separation.

No.

You can't do it.

I will never give you the consent.

In a situation like ours.

There is no need for your consent.

I run In freedom

But a person is here Always here My mother Is the voice

with which She told me To take care of you Day After day

Of youth You are my companion Just you Now that You

are gone Tell me About you The sun knows Where it goes

But I don't know Love goes

This I certainly don't know But here, my love

Giovanni It's finally opening up.

I confess that the day I came To block the production I didn't sleep at night.

I thought you would have liked it, Mr. Giovanni.

It's just a toast.

Mr. Giovanni is leaving today.

What do you have?

Let's go home.

Come

on.

Come on, it's ready.

Come on.

Why did she come back?

She didn't come back, I told you.

Did she feel bad?

Mom fell asleep on the couch.

Then you wake her up And tell her it's ready.

I'm going to the table.

We'll have dinner later, right?

How did the house change?

Are you happier?

Yes, we have changed a bit.

The arrangement of the furniture.

We changed the dishes because Dad Told him that he

was washing it wrong And he was making too much noise.

He was right.

Now we wash it, we do the shifts.

Why are you so small?

I let you rest.

If you want, we can do it together.

Okay.

Dad, will you help me with the math homework?

When we're done arranging.

Aren't we going to play tonight?

No, not tonight.

Let's go to bed early.

Why?

Why not, Giovanna?

Filippo, I can stay on the couch Just for tonight.

As you wish.

Don't you want any more?

I'm not going.

I'm going.

Don't you have coffee?

No, I'm late.

At least go and say hello to your son Vittorio.

You promised to accompany him to school today.

He never sees you.

Laura, I told you I'm late.

It's a meeting.

Stop it!

I'm tired of being a fool.

You can do whatever you want to me.

As if you don't understand anything.

I'm not stupid.

I'm tired of not being loved.

I don't want you anymore.

Go away!

Mom is sleeping.

Maybe she's late.

It's her turn.

Let's go.

Get out.

Get out!

Not even!

Come here!

I only remember it as a child.

One, two years, when I learned to walk.

The day I was born and I held an arm was the most beautiful day of my life.

And how it became so big, Franca.

I'm already forgetting it.

Destiny sometimes makes strange jokes.

Arrived at the port of Hamburg, I found myself in front of this immense ship.

The great Camerun.

A 40-meter-high steel and 200-meter-long.

On the side there was the destination.

São Paulo.

I couldn't resist.

After all, the story of my family started there.

After 45 days of crossing, me and my faithful motorbike landed in Brazil.

With the little Portuguese I studied during the trip, I asked for directions on

how to reach Renova Bassano, the country where my parents met.

What road do I have to take?

They all laughed at me.

It's only 700 kilometers, I don't want to get there with that cart.

The scents, the people.

Everything here seems so familiar to me.

How was mom when she lived here?

What life did she have before us?

She was like these kids.

What does it mean to feel at home?

I never really understood it.

As soon as I could, I did nothing but run away.

Until now.

So, what do you say?

What is it?

It's an apartment.

Three rooms, double rooms.

I see that too.

I mean, who is it for?

For me?

For now?

Why didn't you tell me anything?

Because I didn't want to involve you in this decision.

But it's better for everyone, believe me.

Also for Laura.

She also talked to me and agreed to live apart.

Come on, come and see the bedroom.

There's a beautiful view.

And you can see the mountains.

Here, I want to live with you.

Yes?

Giovanna, Filippo!

Is anyone there?

Giovanna!

When did you change the lock?

What did you come here for?

I know you're angry with me.

You're right.

You and I have to talk.

I have so many things to tell you.

Enough with the closed story.

You don't have to explain anything to me.

Besides, without you and Lorenza we were much better than when you were here.

Hi, Mom!

Hi, honey!

You know Dad wrote me a dance.

We bought the shoes and the red shirt.

How nice!

You know, Mom also did dance lessons.

Do you remember?

I always told you.

No, I don't remember.

Giovanna, open the door.

Eat with us tonight.

Let her be.

What's there to do?

I'm going home.

I came home to get my things from the closet.

I needed a heavy coat.

It's very cold.

Come in and take this coat.

No, no, no.

No, leave it.

Bye, honey.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

I fell asleep.

Come back.

I'll get it tomorrow morning.

I'll take it to school.

Don't leave me.

You're stronger than me.

You know how to be alone.

Am I in love with you?

No, it's an idea.

It's a fantasy.

This is reality, Riccardo.

Me, you, our son sleeping over there in this house, in this kitchen.

This is reality.

It's just a dream you had as a child.

Alcoholism is like a hurricane that, wherever it goes, destroys other people's lives.

We all suffered because it was close to us.

Now, on the eighth or ninth step, they ask us to take responsibility,

but also to apologize.

In fact, it's not enough to apologize.

We need to turn the apology into a concrete action.

Is there anyone who wants to share something about this?

Please.

I'm Filippo and I've been sober for almost six months.

I realize that when I drank, I only saw the mistake that the others made.

My father-in-law, for example, treated me like a fool.

My wife disdained me and the more I felt rejected, the more I drank.

I went to look for compensation elsewhere, but the

truth is that it's also my fault if my wife left me.

Yet, even today, I continue to make her realize I did it.

Because it's easier to be part of the victim and bear all the blame on her.

I can't find the courage to apologize.

Hi.

Happy birthday.

You remembered me.

Of course.

Thank you, Maria Teresa.

They're beautiful.

Do you like them?

I really didn't invite you to celebrate.

I wanted to see you and talk to you.

It's been too long since I talked to anyone.

Thank you, Filippo.

Do you want to say something else?

Yes, it's a question that's very difficult for me to answer.

How can you apologize to those who are no longer there?

Because I was dragged along by my brother

-in-law who was a very sweet and very weak boy.

Unfortunately, he didn't have the right in the sense of failure.

And if he's no longer there today, it's not even my fault.

I still don't understand what you've decided to do.

I'll stay here.

I won't move until I give it a shot.

In the meantime, I have to find a way to get closer to the children.

And then, if I can, I'll talk to Filippo too.

Are you sure?

Have you ever been in love?

I want to try again.

But we have to make the effort to accept ourselves as we are.

We've always acted on one side.

I've never been honest with him since the beginning.

In what sense?

In the sense that I've never told him

And this thing has become a trap that I still carry inside.

And it ruined our lives.

What trap are you talking about?

Is it about Riccardo?

Is it about Giovanna?

Is she his daughter?

No.

What are you saying?

It's Riccardo's daughter.

I'm 100% sure.

But then, sorry, just look at her.

Don't you see she's the same?

How is it possible that nobody has ever noticed?

How do you think you can tell me just now?

It's the first time I talk about it.

I can't keep everything inside and deceive everyone.

I was afraid of Dad and also of you, of me.

Yes.

I was afraid of everyone and Filippo seemed the easiest way out.

What can you do now?

I have to tell Filippo and Riccardo.

Demi plie esterno releve e giù releve e giù braccio su guarda la mano e giù ancora

demi plie e giù releve e giù ancora demi plie esterno demi plie esterno Ciao.

Ero venuta a guardare.

Releve e giù braccio su guarda la mano giù ancora il

braccio braccio releve e giù releve e giù e giù releve e giù

releve esterno releve e giù ancora il braccio

It's an Italian bike, isn't it?

An Italian bike, yes.

I come from Italy.

From Bassano del Graffo.

Why are you here, new Bassano?

Because my mother as a girl came here with my father.

His name is Franza.

Franca Giovanni Franza.

Do you want to say something?

Are you your grandfather?

How old are you?

14 years old.

It was a day of celebration.

The celebration of Madonna Parasite.

We were already working together.

We collected coffee in a farm that was here, in this part.

Tell me about the boys.

They are so little.

Marie was alone.

She didn't have a family.

She came from the forest.

I think you're wrong.

His mother's name is Franca.

She was born in Venice, in Italy.

No, excuse me.

You're right.

Maybe I'm wrong.

Wait.

How is it possible?

This is my mother.

I recognize her.

Her name was Maria Firmini.

Maria Firmini.

And my father?

Did you know him?

He arrived a few years later.

He was a tough guy, your father.

A guy who works with a low profile.

He didn't trust anyone.

He never turned his back on me.

What?

I understood right away that he wanted her.

Were you and your mother in love?

We wanted to get married.

Have children.

What happened when my father arrived?

I shouldn't have told you what happened.

I came all the way from Italy.

I have the right to know who my mother was.

Why did she change her name?

I can tell you what I know.

But how did things really go?

What do your parents know?

Maria and I were paid very little.

Sometimes they gave us food in exchange for work.

But we couldn't protest.

So one day we decided to leave.

Maria, I don't want to.

I'm not afraid.

Wait here.

Maria went to the boss's office.

She wanted to ask him for the money she needed for the trip.

She said that in one way or another the money would be taken.

I always regret not having accompanied her.

There was a newspaper in Italian.

It was a newspaper for the migrants.

Here in Novo Bassano there's a historical archive

where they keep the copies of all those years.

Everything you want to know about that fact is written there.

There must be an ality.

From the fields there were screams.

Did anyone see your father entering the office?

The police found the boss's body on the ground.

He hit his head.

There's no trace of your father.

He took Maria and all the money that was in the house.

I don't have anything for years.

But I know one thing for sure.

Your mother wanted to live her life with me.

Without the help of the group I would never have done it.

And not even understanding what happened between us.

How did it all go wrong and who was to blame?

Maybe I was too scared.

Scared of what?

Not being able to do it.

When Giovanna was born I was angry with you.

You couldn't be with her.

You were always trying to run away.

It seemed to me that you wanted to run away from me too.

You didn't care.

I was the one who couldn't love her well.

I should have told you everything before.

Everything about what?

Giovanna is not your daughter.

What?

Giovanna is Riccardo's daughter.

Elena, what are you saying?

It's the truth, Filippo.

Let me go.

You tell me, let's see each other, let's go out, let's talk for a moment and

you hit me in the face with such things as if it were nothing.

How do I get home, Elena?

With what face do I look at my daughter?

You tell me.

Where are you going?

Wait.

Let me go, let me go, it's better.

Dad, is that you?

Dad?

Luckily

I was afraid that you had already left.

I don't feel like leaving.

I don't even want to stay here.

I'm sorry, Sofia.

Maybe I shouldn't have told you certain things.

Did you need something to come here?

And then that's enough lies?

Sometimes lying is necessary to be able to stay together.

Once my mother told me the same thing.

But what's the point of staying together at all costs?

It's not good to stay alone.

I have a letter for Franca.

She wrote it after my wife's death.

But I never had the courage to send it to her.

We made a promise.

I wanted to respect her choices.

But I want those who know that all these years I have never forgotten.

Never.

I'm happy to have met you, Zorza.

I'm waiting for you.

Come on.

Giovanna!

I'm sorry, aunt.

Did I bother you?

Come in.

Does Dad know you're here?

What happened?

I was fine.

You're not fine?

Come here.

Come, sit down.

Can't I use the bathroom?

Something happened today.

I think.

I didn't know who to ask.

Of course.

Come.

Nothing changes, you know.

I was ashamed to tell Dad.

Aunt has everything you need.

Have you seen her at home?

You're a lady.

Hi.

Come.

Hi, honey.

Who is it?

Giovanna.

Elena's daughter?

Be careful.

She's still here.

No, she's fine.

She's calm now.

I'll tell her.

Bye, Filippo.

Hold the knife like this.

Be careful not to cut yourself.

Come on.

Come on.

You're almost there.

You're almost there.

Come on.

Have you seen her?

Good girl.

I was on the phone with Dad.

He's waiting for you at home.

I'll go with him.

He can go by himself.

It's raining.

I'll give him a ride.

Let's go.

Good night, Miss.

Good night.

I'll take the keys.

I took everything.

Let's go, Miss.

Hi, Dad.

Did you have a good time with Aunt?

There's also Riccardo.

Dad?

What are you doing?

Dad?

Dad?

I like Giovanna.

She's quick and smart.

Did she tell you something?

Yes.

She said she's very happy to have an aunt like you.

She doesn't have any more relationships with her mother.

It's a miracle that she's coming back like this.

Elena abandoned her.

Filippo is half-alcoholic.

Poor thing.

I have to tell you something.

Yes?

Tell me.

Giovanna is your daughter.

Elena told me.

She's crazy.

Elena doesn't love him.

Do you still believe her?

She should tell a lie.

Right now.

She wants to go back with her daughters.

Once.

Once.

I told you once.

Once is enough.

Your sister has always manipulated people around her.

Now her husband has left her and is inventing this story.

To ruin your life and mine.

It seemed sincere to me.

I don't want to hear about this story anymore.

How can we be together if I can't tell you something like that?

Do I have to keep it to myself while you leave

your wife and tell me to come live with you?

Yes, it would have been better.

What are you doing?

Are you leaving?

Yes.

Ricardo, I know it's hard.

But things have to be dealt with.

We can deal with this together.

See you tomorrow at the office.

I shouldn't have told him.

I hurt him.

I took him away from me.

He accelerated the divorce.

Filippo will trust the kids.

I'll be alone.

You're the mother.

You have the law on your side.

I studied that law, Maria Teresa.

Believe me.

I don't have any more chances.

It's never over.

And then Giovanna.

I don't have the courage to look her in the eyes.

I don't know what she hates me for.

Maybe being here I hurt her more than I do well.

It's Sofia!

Sofia!

Hi!

It's beautiful!

Mom, is this true?

That dad killed this man?

Is that why you ran away from Brazil?

Because you were wanted?

I hoped I wouldn't have to tell you these things.

Only Giovanna and I know what happened that day.

And we never told anyone.

May I come in?

Close the door.

It was absurd to think that I could get something from that man.

Yet... What do you want?

When I found him in front of me I wasn't afraid.

I want my money.

You want your money?

He came up to me.

But not to hit me.

Get out!

I don't

know where I found the strength.

It all happened so quickly.

But on the Brazilian newspapers it says that it was dad.

He was wanted for murder.

Giovanna has nothing to do with it.

He took me away.

He told me that I had to go with him.

That they had seen me come in and they would have arrested me.

They would have arrested you both.

I didn't want to kill that man.

It was a legitimate defense, mom.

Is that why you had to change your name?

Yes.

I took him to Porto Alegre before we boarded for Italy.

Giovanna took documents of an Italian woman who died suddenly.

She told me not to talk to anyone during the whole trip.

How did you get here?

I told her that I had learned from the Italian farmers in Brazil.

But when I arrived everything scared me.

I didn't know anyone.

I didn't know how to read or write.

I was locked up for months at home.

I cried.

What about dad?

He worked from morning to night.

He didn't have time for my misdeeds.

Once he didn't talk with his husband and wife like you do now.

You don't have to talk with your father.

These things remain between us.

In Brazil I met George.

He gave me this for you.

His wife died last year.

Do you remember what you told me before you left?

That I deserved to do something good in life.

You deserve it too, mom.

He never stopped thinking about you.

He's waiting for you.

Come in.

Read it.

What is it?

What does it mean?

I betrayed you too.

Many years ago.

It was the year when all those people from Brazil came.

His name is George.

He also worked in the farm.

We fell in love.

We were 14 years old.

I've been in love with him all my life.

He came to Bassano for me.

He didn't see me since you took me away.

We met in the hotel and we fell in love.

Then he asked me to follow him and go back to Brazil with him.

But then we had children and I didn't do it.

In all these years we've been together, I've never missed Brazil.

If I wanted to go back home.

He's still waiting for me.

Do you believe it?

He never stopped thinking about me.

We were kids in쓴 Is that what you want?

I hate everyone.

I knew I shouldn't confide in you!

You're a thief, a swindler!

Get out of my business!

Don't make me beg!

You are dead for me!

I can't allow my daughter to work with my competitor.

I don't want to work with you!

I hate you!

Don't you dare!

I'm your father!

Do you realize that you're still a child?

My child, my child!

Do you understand this?

I don't care who you are or where you're going.

But maybe Antonio does.

Maybe he needs you.

You're no longer my son.

Giovanni.

Hello.

Our first vapour lamp.

It's old.

Like the others.

What's up?

I'm tired.

I spent my whole life working.

I only thought about making money and that's it.

I didn't realize who I was around.

And the unhappiness I created.

I've made up my mind.

I'll sell everything.

Everything, Enrico?

Mark, Machinari, what can you do?

I can think of no one else.

You're right.

Giovanni, listen.

Your proposal... I don't care about money.

You make the proposal, it'll be fine.

No, it's not just this.

Now the Sartori brand is recognizable.

We're slowly making our own way.

We have no interest in being surrounded by the Franz brand.

Maybe I was wrong.

The Franz brand ends here.

Why do you want to do something of the genre?

He doesn't live without his distillery.

Because your father doesn't do it anymore, Maria Teresa.

Antonio's death was a terrible blow.

He doesn't have the energy anymore, you have to accept it.

Are you still angry with me?

You're right.

I behaved like an idiot the other night.

Don't go away like this.

Ever since you told me about Giovanna, I only think about it.

What do I have to do?

Let's get together, I'll do it.

Maria Teresa, we've been waiting for this moment.

We'll have the right to happiness.

Sartori and Franz.

I can't believe it.

With the sales of the company, I thought of buying a house for each of you.

You and Elena are separating.

I need a place to stay with the kids.

You and Sofia, maybe with a house of your own, you can relax a bit.

To understand what you want to do.

I know you don't need help from me.

It seems to me right to give all three the same thing.

But it doesn't make any sense anymore.

Grandpa Franz always has the upper hand.

We've made a mess.

As always.

It's not your fault.

Maybe it's better to keep not knowing anything.

Even mom has the right to be happy.

Even if she had to be away from us.

What about dad?

How is he doing now?

Without the distillery?

Without mom?

I don't know if he wants to come back here.

If that's why I have many more chances.

I left him alone now.

I'm afraid of the black face.

I'm afraid of the black face.

Mom went to the garden.

Dad went to work.

Mom, I'll never get you.

Mom, I'll never get you.

Dad,

I'll never get you.

Dad, I'll never get you.

I wanted to offer you a better life.

But now I realize the harm I've done to you.

I love you.

I can't imagine my life without you.

Don't leave me.

How many would they be?

The whole department of bottling.

About 20 workers.

Some of them will be like a premeditation.

Are we sure there are no alternatives?

The decision to move here has already been taken.

We can't afford two departments of bottling.

Our department is much more advanced.

Unfortunately, the one in Franza doesn't make much money.

Riccardo, let me talk to them.

Some of them have been working for my father since I was a child.

All right.

Sir, I'd say we should move over there.

Sit around a table and talk.

There's no need to sit around a table.

Why so much to discuss?

We have little.

We asked for this preliminary meeting to clarify one thing.

The cost of this fusion won't be paid by the workers.

If you think that with the union of the two companies there will be a reduction of

staff, licensing, integration, then you're wrong.

Have a nice day.

Wait, Giuseppe.

Let's talk for a moment.

Let's try to find an agreement.

There's an agreement, Maria Teresa.

Do you want me to tell you that you're doing well?

Do you want me to judge your father's workers?

No, I don't want this.

I want to find the best solution possible with you.

Look, there's no solution.

Things are two.

Sacrifices.

Either the workers do it, or the bosses do it.

It would be easier for the bosses to do it.

Look, they're always the workers.

We're talking about a new productive era.

If we want to do this fusion... Do you really want to do this fusion, Maria Teresa?

Or not?

What's your name, Franza?

Do you want to end it here?

Would you become Franza Sartori?

Just a marriage.

You're the one who can never take care of all that work.

Let's find an agreement.

Why don't you do good for the workers?

You've become like your father, Maria Teresa.

Let me tell you something.

You've become even worse.

Because your father, something like this friend of his,

he had a hard time, he knew her, and he respected her.

Him.

I know it's a bit difficult to talk to you guys away from the noise denouncing your

torments and for the first time not looking for the words difficult poems that

tickle my heart for you who don't respect me and you don't care what I say I don't

have much more to tell you than what I've said I'll keep singing the things of life

and if I was wrong to live them it's not over for you but for you who've always

chosen me from saint to murderer I'd like you to believe me and keep me closer the

things of life make the poets cry but if you don't stop them right away they become

secrets I might be as arrogant as your old friend, but

I'm not even worthy of sitting at the table and arguing.

I recognize these people.

They become powerful because they have a complex of inferiorities.

These bastards.

It's a hateful word.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you.

Giuseppe is right.

If we're doing something dirty, we both know it.

It's useless to talk about it.

Why?

What is it, Maria Teresa?

Nothing.

There are only problems that I don't know how to solve.

Problems between us?

Problems of style?

No, it's my family's problem.

I thought I was part of your family.

So, what are you going to do?

Will you come in or not?

You'll never live here, right?

I'm sorry.

Excuse me, is Giuseppe here?

I'm sorry, but Giuseppe just left.

Did he have an appointment?

No.

What time is he coming back?

Tomorrow, I think.

Do you want to give me your name so I can tell him you've passed?

It doesn't matter, thanks.

Anyway, did you hear that he was going to the university for an assembly meeting?

If you hurry, he might still be there.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

I'm sorry about our discussion.

I'm the one who's sorry.

I treated you like a key.

You said what you thought.

Not really.

I mean, I was pissed off because of the exams, but also because of something else.

Maybe he found a way to avoid the exams.

Did they have an assembly meeting here, under Galileo's desk?

No, but I wanted to tell you.

So you came here just for this?

No, I wanted to see you.

We never hear from each other, but...

You're like a family to me.

At this point, I don't know if I should be offended or take it as a compliment.

It's just that when I see you, I feel good.

So do I.

What are you doing now?

Are you going back to Bassano?

Actually, I don't feel like it.

Then stay.

I'll make you two spaghetti, like in the old days.

But I'll sleep on the couch.

Deal.

I can't sleep.

Why me?

Can I stay here and sleep?

Of course.

Just tell me what you want to do with me, because I'm happy with you.

Let go.

What are you doing here at this hour?

What about the kids?

It's all right.

I have to talk to Elena.

Have you already talked to Riccardo?

Did you tell him about Giovanna?

No, I didn't tell him anything.

Why?

Listen to me.

I don't want to talk about this anymore.

Let's close it here in this room.

This time forever.

I hated you so much.

You don't know how much.

Instead, now... I think I have to thank you in some way.

Giovanna... If I hadn't stayed with them, I wouldn't have felt that way.

When they get into bed in the morning...

I wouldn't have understood what it means to be a father.

Giovanna is my daughter.

She's our daughter.

But also...

Giovanna.

I saw the suitcase in the room.

It's Elena's.

She came to take her things.

She's going back to her house.

I thought you wanted to go.

Listen to me, Giovanna.

What is it?

I think I gave you everything I could in these years.

Maybe I wasn't a perfect mother.

But now the daughters have grown up.

They don't need us anymore.

What do you mean?

I'm not telling you that yet.

I want my life back.

Then leave.

Go to him.

I want separation.

I want to live a different life than what I did with you.

I'm still young.

I want to learn new things.

You're free to learn what you want, even with me.

Maybe I'll go to Milan.

I'll stay in La Pina.

He needs help in the shop.

He'll give me a salary.

It's a test.

I want to see how it goes.

Even my wife is paid by La Pina.

Giovanna, I'm telling you with all my heart.

You can't decide for me anymore.

You've done it for 30 years.

I'm leaving.

I

don't know how to live without you.

Maybe neither do I.

We'll learn.

I want to try.

It's late.

I still have to get ready.

I looked for you last night.

Where were you?

I stayed at Padova's.

You could have warned me.

I decided to leave.

I'm leaving.

This is my resignation letter.

Why?

Working here made sense until you and I were together.

So you're leaving me too?

I left home for you.

I left a wife and a son for you.

You don't have to pretend now.

I've thought about you for years.

The truth is different.

We're not you and me.

You and I are a dream we had when we were kids.

You say the same things my wife said.

Because I'm true.

And you know it too, even if you don't want to admit it.

Tell me the truth.

You're different.

Enough.

We have nothing more to say.

When we sign the contract with your father, the name Franza disappears.

It's just Sattori.

I don't think so.

The brand Franza doesn't sell.

Why?

Who says so?

Your father?

Has he changed his mind?

No.

I say so.

Do you really want to see a ballet?

Of course.

Where's Giovanna?

Why didn't my husband come?

Tell your sister.

Why didn't she come?

Why is she here?

Why are her suitcases over there?

Mom's coming home.

I hate you.

I still don't get it.

I'm not going.

I hate you.

I'm not going either.

I hate you.

I'm your mother, Giovanna.

Enough.

I hate you.

It's not true.

Giovanna.

I swear.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Dear George.

In these years, I've thought a lot about you.

About the two of us.

I missed you.

I missed your caresses.

I missed your love.

The life I didn't have.

Wasn't there a day when I didn't think about you?

Wasn't there a night when I didn't dream of you?

Don't you know the times I went into a travel agency to buy a ticket and come to you?

I looked at the pictures of Brazil and I imagined being there.

Together again.

For so long I've been looking inside me for the courage to leave everything.

But then I didn't.

All this time my feeling for you has been intact.

And knowing that for you it's the same has been a great emotion.

But how strong our love is can't help me now.

Now I need a new life.

All for me.

Of course, ma'am.

If you need me, I'm here.

To become the woman I've never become.

Neither mother, nor wife, nor lover.

Your presence in all these years has shown me that love is expressed in many ways.

Not only through possession.

And I'll always be grateful for that.

I knew I'd find you here.

I wanted to know how you were.

I could have forced you to stay, right?

You did the right thing.

Your mother is grateful to you, dad.

Once, when I was a child I did a grappa posta for you.

It was the day of Antonio's baptism.

Don't you remember?

I don't remember.

But I tasted what you sold in England.

How was it?

Why are you here?

I work for them, dad.

I'm going to help you make the last coffe.

I don't want the name Franza to end here.

It's us.

What do you want to know?

I don't know.

Hi!

Hi, Pina.

Hi, how are you?

Hi, Pina.

I'm going to say hi to your dad.

Hi.

Welcome.

Thank you.

How was the trip?

It was worth it.

You've lost weight.

Let's go for a walk in the woods.

Relax, you're going to be fine.

How are you?

I'm fine.

The shop is nice.

I'm rejuvenated.

Even so.

You're fine.

Ladies, excuse me.

Excuse me.

We want to thank you for being here.

It's a very important day for us.

What we have here is the first product of the Franza sisters.

It's dedicated to that red bike which is our brother Antonio's bike.

The idea of dedicating this product to Antonio was Sofia's idea.

Elena is our director of marketing.

She took care of the graphic part of the image of the product.

I tried to create a bouquet of aromas that told the story of our family.

You'll feel a bitter aftertaste and the effort of our father Giovanni,

son of immigrants, who gave us love for this land.

He made us understand that to build the future we don't have to erase the past.

The most intense note is the Brazilian grass

which is the land where our family came from.

Then there's a sweet note which is Antonio's.

It's thanks to him that we're all here today and we've become a family.

I'll fill the glasses so we can have a drink.

Dinda, can you help me?

Thank you.

It's a pleasure to see you.

Hi.

Congratulations on the party.

Thank you.

Hi.

How long have I been your wife?

Just to make things clear.

We need to talk.

They're coming from Rome, they're trying out the national contract.

Franza and the sisters need to settle things.

Do you want to go to the distillery?

Franza, don't be mad at me.

This will be a hot summer.

I hope so.

He's growing well, 12 cm.

And then?

He's a woman.

A woman?

I'm going to help him.

In the first year the Russians the Russians the Americans no tears don't stop

until tomorrow it may have been the night of the fire where your hands will be born

and your son will not be afraid

and who knows how he will be tomorrow on which road he will walk what will he have

in his hands in his hands he will move and he will be able to fly he will fly on a

star as you are beautiful and if a woman will be called future her name said this

night already makes me afraid she will be different beautiful like a star you will

be your miniature but don't stop I still want to kiss you close your eyes don't

look back the whole world will seem made of glass and it's falling apart like an

old present move faster more blessed faster in the silence between the clouds