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Start trembling,
because it's time for the "Nightmare."
This is the second-to-last one that I'm doing for TV.
I know some viewers ask
how and when I make these "Nightmares."
I'll tell you how I came up with this latest one,
so you can imagine the others, too.
This one's called "Sammy."
Last week, I was traveling quite a long way away.
I spent Christmas Eve in a hotel room
and I was quite happy with what I'd been doing,
but at the same time
I felt a bit lonely and sad
so I turned on the TV.
On one channel, there was camel racing.
On the other,
there was a pretty awful American film.
So I watched the camel racing,
which, nobody knows this, lasts for ages.
Every race lasts 20 minutes,
30 minutes.
So, I fell asleep,
and when I woke up
I was freezing cold because of the air-conditioner,
and I had this "Nightmare" in my head:
"Sammy," tonight's "Nightmare."
Ah, an important thing.
I chose the star of this "Nightmare"
from the people who wrote to volunteer to be in my "Nightmares."
Look...
This is her audition.
You're...
One of the "Nightmare" volunteers?
What's your name?
Samuela.
Where are you from?
Rome.
You auditioned yesterday, right?
Yes, yesterday.
You were good.
Okay, I think you'll be in this episode. Are you pleased?
- Yes. - Really? Let's shake on it.
There we go. Hello!
Hello!
So, for you,
"Sammy."
After eating Christmas dinner together,
Sammy's parents go out
to a party with their friends,
leaving Sammy alone at home,
but she doesn't mind because
she's quite grown up and she's used to it.
But maybe it's the holiday atmosphere
making her a bit excitable because Sammy can't get to sleep.
A sudden noise
takes her into the living room.
It's you, Father Christmas!
Why, who did you think it was?
I don't know. A monster.
Like this?!
An alien Father Christmas?
Doesn't Father Christmas come from outer space?
So...
He probably really is an alien.
Anyway, we'll see each other next week
for the last episode of the show.
_ H ' 5V9, Enzo! appy Holidays, Enzo!
I'll go back to Milan, to my garret,
and I'll bring you a ton of surprises
for this last episode!
See you next week!
Bye, and Happy New Year!
Bye, Dario!
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