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How does it look?

All right, looking hot!

Listen, can I get these? = sure.

I get them?

How long's he gonna be?

What about a little scarf? What do you think?

Here, look.

Where's Jason??

Jerking off someplace.

Jerking off?

Jason?

Are you jerking off?

You better talk to the sales assistant.

- You can't jerk off in there! - Hey. Chill.

He's been in there three hours! There must be a reason.

Yeah!

Look at you, Jason!

Lovely, eh?

You not like it?

Looks a little...

Yellow.

I think it suits me. Christian?

No, no...

Do you like it? =I do.

- Take it, then. - Ok, I'm taking it.

Christian, can I get these glasses?

Put 'em here. = yeah!

I think I've seen her somewhere before.

Yeah? Where?

In streaming.

Hey! Chill!

Hey! Chill!

Won't you look at me?

- You scared? I'm looking you up. - Hey!

- That's enough. - We're just kidding.

What's wrong, Christian? Why's it enough?

We're just kidding.

Don't you find this funny? = no.

We're all laughing here...

You're acting like an asshole lately, that's all.

What do you mean?

The little prince. What the fuck!

- Little prince? - Yeah, you! All cleaned-up.

Yeah!

Go!

Go, go!

Stop!

Stop! Out of the way!

Get out of my way!

Move!

Out of the way!

No!

It's you, Christian!

I'm sorry.

- Now I got your ass! - Hey, easy! - Why?

- Look who it is! - Don't worry. - Did I hurt you?

- No problem. - Sure? Your knee ok? - Don't worry.

Christian, a picture!

Take it easy.

Christian! Christian...!

You're great, Christian!

The best!

Christian! Christian! Christian!

Christian! Christian...!

Ferro's away!

Running the length of the field,

a step over, out to the wing, penalty area...

He looks up, nobody's available, goes himself...

Right foot...

My goodness!

Christian ferro in the 35th minute!

An incredible goal!

He never scores ordinary goals! He sees things others don't!

Ferro's a star, a once-in-a-decade player!

He did things that were amazing tonight...

He has everything that's required to become an important player.

Yeah, but he has to grow up and work on his behavior.

The player was involved in a serious accident.

It's not the first time ferro has made headlines.

I wanted to apologize, you know...

For my reprehensible behavior... so... What was I meant to say? All right...

Don't make me laugh. They're all pissed off here!

What is it, Claudio?

A terrible tackle from behind!

Unbelievable! He completely lost his head!

We can't have this on the field.

You want a slice? A slice? Go!

Christian ferro pulled yet another stunt,

this time a robbery in a shopping mall...

I'm going to report him. I don't care who he is.

He stole, so he should be reported like any thief.

And the debate rages

about encouraging these spoiled kids in their excesses.

Thank you.

Christian, can I get a picture for my daughter?

Can I get one as well?

Thank you.

- You're great. - Thank you.

The champion

now please tell me which of your brilliant ideas worked.

The personal trainer...

The psychologist...

What was that American guy?

- What was he called? - Life coach.

A life coach in bullshit!

You get three million a year, I left you all your image rights,

and I pay your father as well. Why are you still fucking with me?

I'll call you back. I'll call you back. I'll call you back...

Please, don't get up... The plane from Dubai was late.

You made it.

Thank god! How's the ankle? Is it all right?

To be on the safe side, we made a statement on Facebook and the site.

And the official as roma page.

The kid expressed contrition for what happened... not so big of a deal.

What does "contrition" mean??

Mortified. Broken-hearted... That you're sorry.

You're sorry, you won't do anything like this again...

Oh, I've taken you off Facebook, end of story.

Changed the passwords, Instagram, they're all gone.

You can't share pictures like that. I told you a hundred times.

Dick and face, separate!

In one photo you put the dick, in the other the face.

I don't know why that's hard, it's clear anyway!

Sorry to interrupt, I guess you don't realize...

This is a charge sheet...

Theft and assault.

- I was kidding... - He was kidding.

Kidding? You were kidding? You were kidding?

You're constantly in the news with your endless screw-ups!

The owner of the shop wanted to press charges, you idiot.

I had to speak to her personally to get her to withdraw them.

The security guard you knocked over broke his meniscus.

You need to understand all you're paid to do

is train and play soccer... You idiot!

Right, but if we're worrying about a security guard's meniscus,

I give up, I'm out of here!

Get professor lorio for him, I'll pay for him, tito.

Well done. Keep it up. You're an idiot as well!

It's the same thing on the pitch.

He does what he wants, there's no discipline.

You're talking about discipline? With all the cripples you left?

Let's be honest here. He's a kid...

I'm not talking to you. - Why not? = you know well. - What?

You're a "swandler"... = a "swandler'...

Learn Italian! You've been here 30 years! Show some respect!

And you're an insurance agent. I don't speak with them.

And you're a gym teacher, I don't speak with them!

Sir...

Sir...?

Sir, sir! Wait a moment. Will you listen to me, please?

Find some names and arrange some interviews.

I'll choose them. You have three days.

What the fuck...?

What kind of school do you teach in?

Scientific high school.

Subjects?

Italian, Latin...

We need complete availability. What commitments do you have?

Me?

I'll be free. You tell me when and I'll be free.

We can do lots of lovely things with Christian.

Can't we, Christian? All right?

It'll be really easy and fun, a game.

Do you realize he is an asshole, do you?

Sorry, what do you mean?

Where do you teach?

I'm a private tutor,

and I teach philosophy, and foreign and Italian literature.

- Maybe too much? - Where did we find her?

She tutors scrovegni"s son.

Scrovegni"s son's an idiot! He's never done a thing in his life!

Sorry, madam, you suck. Thank you for your time.

- What kind of school? - Classical high.

What subjects?

Greek and Latin.

Ac Milan-roma...

First game of the season... Hat trick...

19, 30 and 85 minutes...

I totally lost it there!

- Shut up a moment. - He's good, he knows his stuff.

- Please. - Sorry.

Then...

Roma-juventus second game of the season... that was just amazing...

16 and 85 minutes...

Go, roma!

I'm sure we'll work well together.

I'm used to working with all IQ levels.

- Are you calling me a moron? - No, that's not what I meant...

What the fuck are you laughing at?

Nice of you to come. You can go. Thank you.

I don't understand... You want a soccer player to study

and get a high-school diploma?

Why?

It's bullshit, isn't it?

Yes... what do you teach?

Literature, philosophy and history. But I also cover the sciences.

What did you do before?

I worked in a public high school, now I give private lessons.

Why are you no longer working in school?

Various reasons.

To get rid of a teacher, with the unions in this country,

it must've been something serious.

No, no... it was my choice to quit.

A test a week. If he doesn't pass, he doesn't play.

End of the year, his diploma. What do you think?

Do you think you can instill a little discipline in him?

Well, still having six months...

I think I can.

It's not that simple.

We have a high school here, but it didn't help.

What's your name?

Sir, we have another five and we have to...

You really don't know who he is? Cf24, nothing? Never heard of him?

I'm valerio.

And he's valerio.

Have you thought about the program?

We have the high school program here, obviously.

You really have no idea who he is?

- You don't follow soccer? - The world cup...

Thank you for coming. We'll let you know.

Excuse me, out of curiosity...

Right... You come here for a job interview,

you don't even bother tidying yourself up...

And you don't know who he is?

I was told it was to teach someone called farro.

Come on, he's teasing us! Nice!

Let me rephrase...

Do you like wasting people's time or you're just giving me shit?

I'm not giving shit to anyone.

I don't think it's a problem not knowing who he is.

I was told it was for lessons, that's what I do.

Otherwise it's you guys who're wasting my time!

Why are you always laughing?

Doesn't it annoy you that they all speak for you?

Goodbye.

Give him the contract.

- Well done. - You start Monday.

Sir, we still have to see...

A contract? You're giving him a contract?

- This guy's got the contract? - We have that vanity fair interview.

Well done, tito. Goodbye.

The guy from last year, remember?

If you hang on a second, I'll have you sign the contract.

I'd rather think about it for a moment.

It's 4,000 a month

plus a 30,000 bonus if he gets his diploma.

4,000 a month?

Come on...

Late on my first day...

Excuse me...

Right, how about this? Double or nothing.

They talk to me and then as calmly as they like, they can fuck off!

I'm looking for Christian... = understand?

Nico makes the rules, I make them, not them! Me!

Excuse me...

Excuse me.

- Do you know where Christian is? - Move!

Out of the way!

Sorry, I fell asleep in the car.

Hello.

I'm Christian's teacher.

Ah, sir.

Enzo, his dad.

Nice to meet you. Valerio. Do you know where Christian is?

- Coffee? - No. No, thank you.

One for the teacher too, rino.

- Not for me... - I like this study thing.

Good, happy to hear.

I like it a lot. Though I don't know how you'll manage.

Rino, come on.

He was an incredible son of a bitch when he was a kid.

He really could use some studying.

Right...

I tried everything to sort him out...

You know, children, you never know how they'll come out.

At least he's awesome at soccer.

Yeah, at least...

No, no, look...

- Nothing wrong with that. - I took some groceries.

Coming.

It was a pleasure, professor.

- Did you get the crispy pancakes? - I forgot them.

I told you there always have to be some in the fridge!

Excuse me, do you know where Christian is? - Sleeping.

Would you mind calling him?

You tell me how many tickets you want, for a friend...

Christian?

- Sleeping. - Sleeping.

Still?

Come on, kid, get up! =I can't...

What do you mean "I can't"? No way.

Have mercy! You begged me.

Don't schedule mornings, only afternoons.

Afternoons are no good now. I can't say anything?

The river road is a gridlock.

The usual Friday strike! God, I'm bloated.

They're expecting us at 3. Come on.

Actually, we have a lesson.

That's who you are! Come with us. You can teach during the breaks.

The breaks in what?

Hello? = noo0o!

Don't you know?

With round 24 I can talk as much as I like.

What's that?

No, I got time, I got time.

Cut!

- Have they finished? - Yeah, in your dreams! Excuse me...

Can we lose the fucking helmet? We all want to see his face.

Am I the only one caring? Thank you.

The minute you get distracted, they rip you off.

You have to stay on the ball 24/7, image is everything...

When can I start?

Because now his value is so much right now.

But it can drop before you even notice.

Not just his soccer value, but his image value.

Because he gets three now, which is fuck-all, with his bonus, five.

But the big money is in this bullshit.

Advertising, sponsors, he's up to 11 before you know it.

11 what?

Quiet, please, we're ready.

Great! You don't fucking get it! Lose the fucking helmet!

This is a teacher! He looks like a bum, but he has some balls.

Sir, did the romans wear helmets all the time, even on the phone?

- On the phone...! - No, no!

- All right, no helmet. - Damn right, no helmet. Thank you!

- Lose the helmet. - You're great, kid, without it.

Good man, gimme five.

Well done.

- Look, I'm sorry... - You're right.

Where did you get to?

So I know where to start.

Nico!

No, sir, don't annoy him. We're working, he needs to concentrate.

- When is he meant to study? - What do you want? It never ends!

Please! Hello? What's up?

Do you have plans?

Can I take you to dinner?

Ah, ok.

Yeah, why not?

Christian, when you've finished here, we're ready on set. We'll wait.

You coming with me?

This forward is unmarkable today!

If he played like this every time, he'd be one of the world's best!

Christian! Who the fuck is this? = a friend of Jason's.

A friend of Jason's! Fuck off!

She's with me, she's going out with me.

All this for a few texts?

You're a real piece of shit!

She's a wildcat, that one!

Right, the program includes "the betrothed".

You know, renzo and Lucia?

"This marriage is not to take place".

The nun of monza. The nun of monza...

You're so cute...

I got it ready.

These are the people you have to ask.

Christian, you can't do whatever the fuck you like.

And don't dare tell anyone else what to do.

I say what to do, not you.

"But little by little he found it difficult

"to form a connected sentence.

"The thoughts which presented themselves..."

Ti can't work like this!

- "All of a sudden...” - Hey! Can you go over there?

Go on.

Christian ferro was involved in a fight in a downtown Rome disco

with a group of fans...

Here he is!

Christian! Christian!

Christian, tell us something!

Tempo, guys!

Come on, Christian!

Move your fucking leg!

Is that peg leg?

Come on!

Move your fucking leg!

- What the fuck do you want? - Run, faster!

What do I have to do?

You have to get fucking ball!

You again?

We have less than two hours. We still got nothing yet.

Wait...

Wait...

Hey, what are you doing? You're gonna wreck it!

Is it stuck? = yeah.

It always does that.

Hang on till I find the right one.

Hello...

That doesn't work either.

Still better than kicking it to pieces!

- Hey! - Yeah.

Which was it?

= the... - This one? - Yes.

- There you go. - Thank you.

- Nothing free for me? - I paid for this.

What did you do there?

Nah, nothing. A fight with some guy in a club.

He was bothering me.

You put something on it? = yeah.

- Ok, goodbye. - Bye.

Have we met before?

I'm from trullo as well.

I haven't been back in a while. = yeah... a while.

- What do you mean? - Nothing. We have met before.

At my birthday party when we were kids.

- Really? - Yeah, I was five or something.

- Ok... - You even hit me.

I hit you?

Why did I hit you?

Guess I was bothering you as well.

No, I'm kidding. It was the sack race.

You lost and got mad.

Obviously.

Hey, you, eat!

You were there with your mother.

She was friends with mine.

I'm really sorry about...

Everything. I heard.

I just wanted to say.

Right... gotta go now.

- Goodbye. - Bye.

I'm going for a shower.

I'll wait here for you.

Nah... go home. We'll do it tomorrow.

- The test is tomorrow. - You still going on about that?

You're the only one who believes it. You know where you are tomorrow?

Blank?

Not even the date?

No, it's... We did study, it's just that...

I don't remember... It's kinda weird this test...

Isn't it?

Kinda weird?

And then I didn't sleep. I slept badly last night.

All right...

See you next week.

All right.

Oh, and, Christian...

You can stay home this Sunday.

You're not playing.

See what you can do next time.

What does that mean?

- What does he mean, not playing? - I can't do anything, you know that.

What the fuck are you saying? Can't do anything?

- Keep calm! - No fucking way!

I'm not playing for this bullshit test? - Yes! - For this?

Look at this fuckface!

Nico! Nico...!

You need to take care of this.

Or you're out of here in a week.

Rigoni, forget the private lessons buy us some champions

Christian! = Christian!

Can you make a statement about this test?

Do you think president rigoni will keep doing this?

Christian!

Good morning.

My ass!

It's your fault I didn't play.

Hey, cool it.

Start considering the hypothesis of solving your issues

instead of blaming others! Think, for example...

Think what? = think!

Start to think that you asked for it.

And, no, it's not my fault. It's yours.

It's my fault?

Do you want to play or not?

I can only do this if you let me.

You have the power. It's time you realized.

Plus I have no intention of losing this job.

Your week is a mess... But I have a plan.

Thought you had a program.

We use all the free mondays.

Then I'll come at your breaks. We have two hours at lunch.

And Sunday afternoons when you're not training, or have early games.

And tell Nico to clear your schedule during my time.

Anything else?

That's it. And even like that we don't have a lot of time. Come on!

Don't ever touch me!

A conflict that marks a decisive turning point

in the history of Europe and the world,

redrawing the borders,

finally opening a period...

All right, to sum up...

Sum up?

Sum up what we read.

It says that in Europe... in...

1914...

Yes! Yes!

Yes! Yes! Yes!

What happens in Europe in 1914?

Get out of here!

"Warmongering thrust” means they were pushing for war.

World war 1 from which begins a period...

When it says the conflict that marked...

- I've got everything... - Wait, dad, we're studying...

But... it's for the foundation.

I worked it out. We have these three already, then there's yours...

- Right... - Sign here.

It's for the bank, for the foundation.

You have to hurry, though.

We can raise a lot of funds, you know. - I know, it would be nice.

So will you get me some more jerseys?

Signed, original and preworn!

Even better if they're smelly.

Sorry, we're studying, do you mind?

- Sure, sure... - Oh, my god! Oh, my god!

Oh, my god!

What happened to you?

500,000 followers!

My god!

500,000... what?

Nah, it's Instagram, people...

Get my backpack from the car, rino.

Are we giving rino something, for the month?

Ok, fine.

Have you got something for gas? I'm out of change.

What one are you taking? = the small one.

Excellent.

All right...

I'm making a sandwich if I'm not in the way.

Right...

Yeah!

What is it?

Let's go to my place.

We can't work like this.

Who took lazio?

This fucking pig!

- Where are you going? - Where's he going?

All right.

Christian...

Come on.

Nice!

Falling apart, but it's nice.

New TV?

Never mind the TV.

Come on, let's get started.

What matters is to find a key to let you in.

For example, while tozzi came up with...

History book... All right, read a piece at random.

Let's go over that again...

It really is a vast subject...

We're talking about the crisis in Bismarck's system...

Like Bismarck...

How come you know Bismarck?

The egg?

Yeah... I thought so.

A really famous novel, also made into...

Two little paragraphs, come on... There's this madness and...

So what did we say?

Yes.

Yes, what? What did we say?

That a series of reactions and counter-reactions lead to...

Lead to...

We talked about this all day.

It's the typical example of how wider history

can be influenced by minor events, tiny events.

It's not hard, damn it!

Don't keep asking me questions. I don't know what to say.

Put a little effort, for fuck's sake!

We've been doing this all day!

Just read and repeat! It's like you're doing this on purpose.

- I'm not. - It looks like it! - But I'm not!

I can't take this in.

I'm stupid. Let's just say I'm stupid.

That's what they always told me in school.

No, come on...

Ok... see you tomorrow.

Come on, it's the first day. Maybe we're tired as well.

I'll show myself out.

This goes in the middle.

Everyone forward, the midfield advances.

So we have a gap here.

Which is why we sucked last time.

What, Christian?

No, no, tell.

May I?

Sure, show me.

- Why do I have to move out? - Mm-hm??

I go in the middle...

They move forward...

These guys cross over...

And I go in.

Ok...

Go back to your place, then I'll deal with your bullshit theory.

So you're the lucky teacher?

Lucky...?

What happened to your theory?

Hard, huh...

A little...

- Goodbye. - Bye.

- Hi! - Hi.

- Now I remember you. - Yeah? - Yeah, yeah.

Alessia.

- Yes. - Well...?

So what do you do?

I'm studying... medical school.

Then in the morning I come and deal with the vending machines.

Medical school? Jeez...

- Alessia, you coming? - Yeah! Sorry, I have to go.

I never apologized...

For what?

The sack race. For hitting you.

It's cool. Don't worry.

I'll get you to forgive me. I'm taking you to dinner tonight.

You're "taking" me?

Like, carrying me on your back?

Well, no, we'll take a car... I don't know...

Was it a question or a statement?

Yes...

Didn't you have a girlfriend anyway?

Oh, well, that's nothing...

Ok, never mind... see ya.

She said no to me.

Of course she did.

You basically described a rape of the sabine scenario!

Speak regular, will ya?

I mean, if you ask with that arrogance, obviously she'll say no.

Oh, I'm arrogant?

You're surprised she said no?

- Of course, I am! - See? You're arrogant.

Why not try inviting her? Without making assumptions.

Also because when will you meet a regular girl like that again?

Why, is sylvie not a regular girl?

No, she's not a regular girl. You couldn't even tell me how you met!

That's not regular!

Listen, what do you do in here?

Gym work.

Yeah, no, I mean the board.

Tactics.

Can you show me how they work?

4-3-1-2.

Four defenders,

three midfielders,

high point of the rhombus... Which is me.

Two forwards. Ok?

The move starts. Central defender...

Fullback...

What does the midfielder do?

He moves away and comes to get the ball.

What does the fullback do?

- He overlaps. - Why does he overlap?

Because he has to break free.

Ah...

What do I do? I move away, come and get the ball here...

Then what happens? What does coach want?

That I give it to the fullback, so he puts into the middle.

But coach knows shit. So what do I do?

The forwards cross over, I move into the area...

What do I do?

- What do you do? - I score, what do you think?

Oh.

You got it?

And why do they cross over?

- The forwards? - Yes.

Because if defenders are here, he goes there...

He follows him... he goes there... He follows him...

And I'm here.

Ah?

You didn't understand a thing.

All right... another one?

4-4-2.

He follows him.

Ball... midfielder...

I go through here... The full back moves forward...

He speeds up, forward... What do I do?

Movement in, movement in attack...

Cross. An

Good morning.

Hello.

What's this?

Here we are.

Come in, come in... ok.

Good morning.

What is this?

I went to the shop.

Where do you want this? = there.

Watch out...

What shop?

- Am I taking this away? - I'd say so!

No, don't touch that! It stays there.

- You don't like this? - No, I do,

but my old TV stays there. It can stay there, can't it?

- Tell me what to do. - It stays where it is.

We're done.

Thank you, you're the best!

Bye, thanks.

Oh, all right, you finally lost it!

No... I was thinking...

It's not that you don't understand, but people don't understand you.

You, evidently, have a different way of learning.

Visual.

I was using the wrong method.

So what did I think? Consequential diagrams showing cause and effect.

Then, obviously, when people saw you were brilliant at soccer,

they just stopped caring about getting you to study.

I think you're also a tiny bit dyslexic.

- What does that mean? - Nothing. It's irrelevant. Right...

World war I.

1914, yugoslavia, Sarajevo.

The heir to the austro-Hungarian throne Franz ferdinand

is killed by a young Bosnian serb student, gavrilo princip.

What... does this lead to?

An ultimatum to Serbia.

An ultimatum to Serbia. From... Follow the arrow.

- Austria. - Austria.

But who already had tensions with Austria and is an ally of Serbia?

- Russia. - Russia! What do they do?

They decide to support them by arming their whole border.

What does Germany do now?

They're not down with it.

They're not down with it.

And who's allied with Russia and already opposing Germany?

- France. - Exactly.

So Germany decides to attack France...

Passing through...

Belgium, which is neutral. What does britain do?

They're not down either.

They're not down either. Therefore...

World war I!

Ok.

Ok?

Ok...

Ok-0k, or...?

- No, I get it. - It makes sense? - Yeah.

Ok...

And I apologize for last night.

I'm sorry.

Come on... shall we begin?

Let's buy a board, though?

Right, the workers' revolt?

Yes, '17 in St. Petersburg. Consequence?

Fall of the tsar.

Yes, and...?

A new government.

- Formed by...? - Everyone except the bolsheviks.

Then the Soviets are established...

And there's the revolution.

And what happened before that?

Wait...

Lenin comes back...

So another arrow...

And the bolsheviks who want to run the show...

Another arrow...

.And... revolution.

Good, Christian, but maybe now without speaking. Just look at us.

The consequence is that it was a problem for Germany.

So what happens? Russia pulls out.

No?

Next stadium banner calling you stupid, I'll set it on fire!

Break, break.

I'm hungry. You? I'll make something.

I'm going to the toilet.

Down there on the left. You know anyway.

Go on!

What? You got nothing to say?

Nico...

I know, I forgot.

I forgot!

I'll talk to him.

Ti know. I'll talk to him.

What are we doing tonight?

Nothing, I'm busy.

With what?

I have to study.

Yeah, sure. Come on.

I'm busy, I said.

What do you think you're doing?

I have a test. What do you think?

You wanna do the test?

I need to play.

What's so funny?

Really? Come on.

Let me get this clear... You don't care what I say, do you?

That's enough!

- Enough what? - You, me, everything. Enough.

- What are you saying? - How can I put this for you?

I don't want to see you anymore.

- Yeah, whatever. - You wanna sleep here?

- Fine. You're leaving tomorrow. - I'm leaving?

Yes.

- Seriously? - Even better, leave now.

Leave!

Sylvie, leave! Leave!

Fuck you!

Hey, hey, out of here. All of you!

What the fuck are you saying?

I'm fucking fed up! You need to go, move!

We have to sit there in silence, who knows why?

Cos we have to keep him and that asshole teacher happy?

Get out of here! Fuck you, man.

- Hi. - Hi.

How's I I t going?

Fine.

- You need a hand? - I'm ok, thanks.

I really can't invite you to dinner?

I left her.

Not long ago, but I did.

I'd like to invite you... I don't know...

It's a question, not a statement. Ok, don't get all worked up now.

I'm stunning, I get it, but...

Can I give you a hand now?

Tomorrow night.

Give me your number.

Thank you.

No... I can't tomorrow. I have to study.

All right... after the test, then.

Sure you won't change your mind?

Well, you know...

Come on, you're killing me!

You call me, then we'll see.

Giolitti was against it...

No?

What was giolitti?

Let's take a quick break.

- Let's get something at the bar. - No... I can't go to the bar.

Why not?

You know what would happen if people recognize me?

- Cover myself up a little? - Come on, can't go to the bar...

A small beer. = for him.

- Fruit juice. - Thank you.

Easy with the booze, now.

You know something? This is the first time I've done a "study camp".

It's not bad.

You feel...

Wouldn't say good, but almost.

How often have you done it?

You know I was failed in my sophomore year?

Summer tests, failed. = such a loser.

Valerio...?

Hi.

Hello.

How are you?

Fine.

I thought...

A lot about calling you...

But then...

You're looking good.

I'm sorry.

Cecilia. = Christian.

I didn't want to meet you like this.

It would be nice if...

We could talk again sometime... = no.

- Wait... - Talk about what?

This doesn't make sense.

Think about it at least.

Ok...

Goodbye, then.

Bye.

Who was that?

Hey!

My wife.

- She's your wife? - Sorry, now it's not the time...

What? You saw that tool she was with?

Hey!

You have a child, right?

I said I don't want to talk about it, ok?

I'm not mad at you, but you're talking about things you don't know.

I went into that room, I saw the crib... not now.

- You went into the room...? - A picture?

Why did you do that? = wait!

Talk to me, valerio. Wait a second, I said.

Ask him again!

Talk to me...

- This son of a bitch! - What did you say?

Too big to talk to us?

What the fuck are you doing? He just wanted a picture!

Christian, calm down, calm down.

Sorry about that...

You sure it's not broken?

Who's the expert in broken noses here? - Take it easy... easy.

Trust me. = it hurts.

What were you thinking?

You can't go crazy like that!

Oh, I went crazy?

First of all, they insulted my mother...

Your mother...? "Son of a bitch" has become

a term of endearment now. Wait... wait...

Oh, god!

Oh, god, oh, god!

My head's spinning.

You have to learn...

To manage your anger, you understand?

I'm not saying you can't feel it,

but you have to channel it into something higher, you know?

When you get angry, you have to...

Sstop.

Take a breath... easy!

- Think. - Think?

Think. You don't think enough.

You could think more as well.

Seen what happens if you flip...

Look what he did to me.

You have to look down.

No, you have to look up.

No, down.

For nose injuries you have to look up.

You'll block your nose. Look down.

She's pretty, your wife.

My mother was called Cecilia as well.

Yeah?

Yeah...

She died of cancer six years ago.

She was a character...

A real character like you.

She'd say to me, "don't let people call you stupid."

It's her name on my Jersey.

I'm sorry she never got to see what I've done.

Ti could have looked after her...

At least she could have quit work.

Is the foundation for her?

We're auctioning the jerseys, get the money,

and donate it to a breast cancer charity.

It's a good thing.

It's just I really miss her.

Do you miss your wife?

Yeah...

I miss her, yes...

Let me see.

No! Cover it up!

- Why? - Cover it up.

What's so funny?

Nothing... = is it swollen? - No...

Is it broken? = no.

I can't remember shit.

Don't worry, it's pre-test panic.

No, I really can't remember a thing.

Come on...

Nothing, nothing?

Blank.

If I don't play Sunday, I'm done.

Don't worry, you can do this.

Correct...

Yes...

Eight out of ten.

It's almost all correct.

Wipe 'em out next Sunday.

Come on, baby!

8-10 for us!

You just panicked, I told you.

But it went well!

Eight out of ten! That's good!

Have you ever been to the stadium?

That big, white building...

Come on, valerio, let's go.

In the soccer world where all that counts is money and results,

here on display are very important elements...

Discipline, ethics, culture...

President rigoni has taken an unusual stance,

but also a very responsible one.

Then we'll need to see if he gets his diploma!

Ready to go here at the olympic stadium where roma are playing

against sampdoria for a place in the champions league.

Roma unbeaten in five games.

The referee blows the whistle and we're off!

No, just once you have to do it for me!

Ferro runs into the samp defense...

Down the wing, but trying to play his own way...

That guy's a jerkoff, trust me.

He should maybe have played earlier.

With two full backs he's going nowhere.

They keep trying to go through the middle,

when they usually play better on the wings.

Watch...!

Facing off here...

He seemed to be about to lose it, but then he changed his mind.

Things calm down...

He passes it... one against one...

Contact!

- Foul! - Absolutely!

They're protesting, but I think the referee called it right.

Christian ferro scores!

A fundamental goal! He's the teacher now!

He's giving the lesson! A really important goal!

This will change things for him and his team!

Ferro!

Ferro!

- Good morning, Dina. - Good morning, professor.

Good morning, professor.

He's moving in for a while. Come and see.

Look...

Here, your favorite music.

Read it.

"Ferro shows maturity and sportsmanship

"Sunday in a surprising display of superiority at the olympic stadium.”

Hey!

Here he is! Ready!

"Unexpected display from ferro who doesn't rise to the...

"Provocation. But a leopard can't change its spots and we expect..."

You gave me the only one I wasn't to read! I hate you.

"Ferro is maybe at a career turning point.

"A new equilibrium, no more showing off,

"a sportsman ready to make the leap in quality and trustworthiness

"for rigoni's club.”

The champions!

Well?

How do I look?

Nice, nice.

Black's always a classic.

It's got the gold braid. = yeah... I saw that.

You don't like it? = no. No...

Of course, it's a matter of taste.

But black's perfect.

Where are you going for dinner?

Someplace Nico found.

But I don't know...

I'm kinda... don't know...

What?

You know... Guess she wants to talk...

She wants someone...

Come on, valerio, you know what I mean.

Suggestions?

Suggestions, I mean...

Right, I'm asking you!

No, ok, hold on. Ok...

First of all, relax.

You don't have to act cool. Listen to her.

Listening's as important as talking.

Then it's up to you.

Yeah...

Do you know we made 150,000 with mom's auction?

- The jerseys? - Yeah. You see...?

I had a son, you know.

Pietro.

He was always laughing.

He used to laugh so hard

that if we played hide-and-seek

all I had to do was say I was coming.

Then...

One night he got this high fever.

Cecilia wanted to take him to the hospital.

I said she was overreacting...

It turned out to be fulminant meningitis.

And even if there was nothing we could do, ever since that day...

.I think that if we'd taken him to the hospital, maybe...

Who knows?

Maybe...

After that, it got hard to look each other in the eye.

I stopped caring about my work and started drinking as well.

And I really don't know if I ever got over it.

This is the first time I'm enjoying my job again.

Come on, come on...

You'll be late.

Come on...

Let me have a look at you.

I need to borrow your car.

You want my car? = yeah.

Why?

Why? The regular girl, the regular night out.

I can't pick her up in a lamborghini!

I can't give you my car.

I'll give you mine.

- I don't want yours. - You don't want my car?

Don't you have a fucking scooter? You've got a hundred cars!

- Scooter? - Get a bus. - Bus?

Where the fuck's the ignition?

Ah, there...

Ok...

Ok.

Where are the turn signals?

There are no turn signals.

Hey, big shot!

It's not mine, it's not mine...

Oh, god!

Oh, god!

Why didn't I become a soccer player?

Uh... ok... so, why medical school?

No, really, it's embarrassing.

I can't tell you! = come on!

Because when I was a kid...

My mom gave me a storybook... And there was this girl...

Ok...

Reduction of martinengo potatoes and iranian caviar

with steamed quail yolk

in a sauce flavored with pomegranate on sea sponge.

If I might suggest, it should all be tried together.

Yeah?

- Can I? - Please.

Tastes like shit?

No.

Tastes like shit. = no...

It's good, but it's a bit unusual.

I'm sorry.

All right... so these stories?

Well, there was this book I read all the time as a kid...

Yeah... I listen to people...

And there was this main character who was a total loser,

everything went wrong for her...

But then when she grew up, she became a nurse.

So I said, "I want to be like her!” so when I told my mom,

she said, "well, a nurse... Why not be a doctor?"

So I thought about it and I said, "yeah... doctor."

Here we go...

And to accompany, a warm lobster salad,

endives with glazed marjoram, coral sauce

and cherry tomato on a glaze of balsamic vinegar aged 70 years.

- Thank you. - One cherry tomato!

Classic asshole Nico, always sending me to these places.

Can I get you something, sir?

The check.

Is there something wrong?

No, it's just I'm full.

Thank you.

Grab a sandwich? = yes!

- Like this... - Yes!

Christian, can I get a picture?

- Sure. - Go, roma!

Go, roma, Christian!

- Thank you. - Thanks a lot. - Bye.

Thank you.

You really can't leave your house! = eh!

It's crazy.

Does it bother you?

No, it's just I hadn't realized it was so...

Did you see what they did in the projects?

What...?

Jeez!

My mom always used to say, "I never see you!"

She'd only have to look out the window.

When roma won the league... in 2001...

She went crazy and took me to the circus Maximus...

We climbed over the gates...

She took me up to the ruins and we saw the whole show from there.

Amazing...

Ti was there too.

What do you mean?

My father is a huge roma fan.

He's always saying to me, "remember I took you there...?"

"Yeah, I remember."

Well, I actually don't.

Next time we can go together.

Next time... we'll see.

All right... I'd like to see you again.

Ferro now, a lovely ball!

He tries... it's a goal!

Incredible, a beautiful goal by Christian ferro!

That's a moment of magic!

Record breaker ferro

ferro's class

he was amazing, an incredible display.

What I found surprising was his mental approach to this game.

Roma have to give him a new contract,

with a big buy-out clause, because he is priceless!

Apart from the two goals, he plays well everywhere.

Out on the wings, more central...

Oh, god! = no!

God, I'm going wild!

No...

Valerio?

Huh?

You think I'm gonna make it?

What?

My diploma.

Know what I think?

I think you're gonna kick ass!

What's wrong?

Alessia will think I'm an asshole if I fail the test.

You won't fail, you won't.

Everything ok?

Yeah...

Who's that at this time?

Ti ordered some Sushi.

No, wait, if they recognize you it'll take three hours.

What about your dad's birthday tonight? - Come on, just a snack.

Good evening.

Yes...

Hi, it's me.

I've been calling you for a few days. I'd like to see you.

I need to talk to you.

All right, hope you call me back. Bye.

Goodbye.

Are we having people over?

Shut up and eat!

Hello?

Hey, valerio, where's Christian? He didn't come to training camp.

Listen, the president still doesn't know...

Calm down, Paola, calm down.

How can I? They're looking for him everywhere.

What did he do last night? Wasn't he with you?

No...

I mean, yes, we had dinner here, then he went home...

He called to say he was going to bed.

- So where the fuck is he? - I'm sure he's getting there.

Don't tell the president, no point worrying him. I'll call you back.

- Valerio, please... - I'll call you back.

- Help me find him! - Yes...

What happened?

Dad's birthday... It went a little sideways...

I'm making some coffee, ok?

It was all bulishit, the foundation for my mother...

The Jersey auction...

Just bullshit.

I don't even want to know how he spent it.

I mean, if you need money, just ask me, you're my dad!

I've always given you money.

It's not like you have to destroy the only thing that matters in my life!

What does your father say?

You didn't talk with him.

Right, listen...

Go and take a shower.

- I'll take you to the camp. - What? I look like shit.

I'll come up with an excuse, I'll deal with it.

Here we are.

What the fuck happened? Where were you, Christian?

- He was at home, food poisoning. - At home, food poisoning, sure!

Christian, if you start this bullshit again...

Paola, believe me, we were together, we ate pasta and clams...

I'm not 100% either... but he...

Get on the bus, please. We're late.

A big breaking story, Christian ferro is on the bench.

For months he's been brilliant, today he's benched. Why?

Is it a tactical choice? A disciplinary problem

linked to the famous jerseys auction?

Maybe varra can help us here with this tweet...

"My own Jersey, given for a good cause.

"Too bad the cause was no good!" = a bad business.

It really isn't a good thing at all. I hope for ferro and roma

that it's all cleared up soon...

Hello, Dina.

Good morning, professor.

Christian?

He's taking a shower. He'll be here soon.

I'm making a sandwich, if you don't mind, professor.

In fact, I do mind.

You get out the wrong side of bed this morning, professor?

Because, you know, even if there's something in it for you...

You're still stupid.

You know what's gonna happen? Do you know?

He, who by the way is completely aware you stole everything...

Yes, yes, he knows.

But instead of blaming you and telling you to fuck off,

as he should, he'll just be scared you'll disappear again.

- Should I eat shit? - So what does he do?

He blames himself, crashes cars, plays like shit...

And if you just realized you have a son... shit, you have a son!

You maybe wouldn't ruin his life, you dickhead!

Hi, valerio.

- He's breaking my balls... - I'm breaking your balls?

He's calling me a thief?

No, the TV is calling him a thief!

You have no dignity!

You piece of shit!

- I have no dignity? - That's right, none!

How fucking dare you?

I was doing this for you.

Who the fuck asked you to, valerio?

You come here and criticize, what the fuck do you want?

You've changed everything for me!

My girlfriend, my buddies, now my dad as well?

What the fuck do you want? No one's ever good for you.

They're not good for you!

You'll be left alone, surrounded by assholes! Think!

What the fuck should I think? What the fuck should I think?

Think about you, a fucking loser!

Your wife calls and you don't even answer her!

You don't answer! You treat her like shit! - That's enough!

- What's enough? - Enough! - What is?

You know what the truth is? You wanna know?

You were just a shit father!

How dare he...?

Look. See how sharp it is when it comes out the box?

The knife will always be that sharp.

And thanks to the three-in-one edge, the knife does the cutting, not me.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is what you need for cutting!

Maybe during the holiday season you'll have to cut roast beef,

Turkey, chicken, roasts...

Every cut produces perfect slices.

Lift it up and serve.

Hi, Christian.

Christian! Christian!

72 minutes gone and roma still trailing by a goal.

And ferro hasn't been in the game. = he's not done much.

It's not an easy night for him.

Watch, he's through on goal...

Ferro!

No...!

An open goal!

Spectacular mistake by ferro!

Terrible two-footed tackle by ferro!

Wasn't interested at all in getting the ball.

And he's arguing about it as well!

It's a red card!

Ferro's off for an early bath!

An early bath!

Christian, you know I'm a man of few words.

I've always wanted the best for you.

Sorry, I don't understand what you mean.

What I mean?

You'll be playing in London next year. Aren't you happy?

Yeah, but why are you selling me?

It's a great chance to show your qualities and talent. That's all.

Is it because of what happened? I swear I'll never do it again.

Ok, now listen carefully.

- Seven, a year. - Come on, Nico.

Plus one for double figures, one for assists,

plus one if you reach the champions league, which you will.

I really don't know why we're still talking.

I've drawn you up a masterpiece, a Jewel!

One of those things you'd only get in england. What are we talking about?

What about my diploma? = what?

Why do you even care?

Christian, that was just for the press.

Everyone's already forgotten about it. Come on!

Valerio?

Who's valerio? = the teacher?

Don't worry about him. He got a golden handshake. Come on...

Chelsea, kid, Chelsea!

It's the opportunity we wanted. A real breakthrough...

The sponsors will beat a path to your door!

It's a great chance to show off your qualities and talent...

I'm not signing shit!

What do you mean?

You have a Chelsea car! You won't even need to repaint it!

What...? First you make him study every day, then you sell him?

And all that talk about discipline, principles...

Does anybody care about this kid?

A kid of 20 who's going to earn more than 7 million a year...

It doesn't seem such a tragedy.

No, sure, no...

Here's your 30,000.

You earned it anyway.

I feel bad about this.

Really.

You were doing...

Something good together.

He was going to make it, you know?

He was going to get his diploma.

Valerio, I can hire you back in a heartbeat if you want.

There are kids in the youth team who are a disaster.

You'd be good for them.

Think about it.

Well, in all this, I found you a couple of penthouses in London

that will blow you away.

You want a mansion? Tell me. I can make a call.

Is the word already out?

That always happens, kid, it's part of the game, you know that.

You know better than me I wanted to stay with roma forever.

- So, what you gonna do? - Well, it's me who has to sign.

It just feels like you guys already decided everything.

Yeah, we did, everything!

For your own good.

You wanna know the truth?

Next year your contract's up and you'd be worth zero to them.

This way they get 50 million. Can you blame them? No, you can't.

They sorted you out, raised your value, rigoni wants to cash in

before you start fucking up again!

His words, not mine.

Christian... look at me.

Sign it.

Really.

Trust me.

Goal!

Christian...

Can we keep coming here after you leave?

Keep the keys.

I'm staying anyway.

Guys, what the fuck are you saying?

I've got two Croatian fullbacks and a forward

coming on Tuesday with their families. It really is a mess.

They have copies, Christian?

Do they have copies? Give them to me. I'm a nice guy, but...

Christian!

Christian...!

Hi, Christian!

Hi, Christian, everything ok?

Everything ok?

Ferro traitor bastard

hello?

Hello, I'm a friend of alessia"s.

Sorry it's so late. I need to speak to her a moment. Can I come up?

Who is it, Franco?

He said he wants to see alessia. = at this time?

Dropping by this late! I'll sort him out now.

Hello.

Don't worry, he's here to see me.

Come on, let's go to bed. = wait... - Come on!

Sorry.

For everything.

But I don't know who to talk to, you know?

If I can't talk to you, who can I talk to?

One day they tell me to study...

The next, there's no point, it's bullshit.

Then I'm a star...

Then I'm a shitty mercenary.

And they're right, 'cause I am leaving.

And valerio on top of that.

Talking shit about everyone, my father... everyone...

Valerio's right.

I remember when we were kids.

You were always waiting for your dad and he never came.

You were a child when he left.

He came back to Rome now because you're famous. Maybe it suits him.

He's my father.

What can I do?

Don't expect him to change.

Don't expect him to become what he's not.

What are you scared of, Christian?

What am I scared of...?

Of being alone.

I get that,

but to keep your father close,

you trample over everything, including yourself.

Only you can change things.

But you need to decide.

If I decide...?

Will you come to London with me?

They have med schools there, I looked it up.

London's great, man.

- Yeah? - Sure thing.

Hey!

- Promise you won't eat him. - Don't worry.

I'm scared I'll get it wrong...

All right.

You want to go over it together or on your own?

No, together, together!

Take this as a reference and repeat it, ok?

As soon as he arrived in London he pulled one of his stunts.

- Riccardo... - What? - I'm studying!

- Christian ferro... - No, no, hold on...

Turn it up a bit, please.

The ex-roma star didn't turn up for his unveiling at Chelsea.

He hasn't been seen since yesterday afternoon.

Chelsea have yet to make a statement.

But it's certainly not a good start for ferro at his new club.

Thank you.

Yeah, sure, go ahead...

So, basically, this is the idea according to which all men are...

Listen... that's enough for today.

- What...? - That's enough.

No... = yes.

- That's mine. - Sorry.

- Why are we stopping? - It's for the best, believe me.

- Why's it for the best? - Don't worry!

- I'm not ready. - You got this!

Hey, Christian...

Sorry.

We grabbing a bite together afterwards, valerio?

I'll be here.

Those who think have to act

Christian?

Lunch is ready!

Com'on, sweetheart, come up!

Christian!

The champion

to my father