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Excuse me. Where is Via Puccini?

Sorry, I don't know. I'm not from the area.

- Thanks. Goodbye. - Good-day.

You know where Via Puccini is?

Via Puccini.

I know it's in Italy. Via Puccini?

It's in Italy, but you don't know where. Thanks. Goodbye.

Via Puccini?

Via Puccini?

I asked where Via Puccini is.

So it's near here.

Oh! I see. Ok... Goodbye. Thanks.

- Know where Via Puccini is? - Know where Via Mascagni is?

- Know where Via Puccini is? - It's this one.

It's this one? Sorry. I'm not from the area, so...

- It's this one. - Thanks.

May I help you? May I help you?

- Is Scuro here? - Yes, he's that man there.

Good evening.

- Are you Scuro? - Yes.

Oh! Good evening.

I heard you are very good.

- Want to play a game? - Excuse me, will you move?

Don't keep too close to him.

Great shot! 60 points.

Wow! Scuro is great, huh?

Not great. The greatest, the champ.

Want to play a game?

I said to move. Can't you see he's practicing?

Will he play this little game or not?

You see... Everyone would like to play with Scuro.

Know how many years he's been playing by himself?

- How many? - Ten years.

He has no more adversaries. They came from all over to challenge him.

And to lose! Just to say they'd played with him.

Be quiet! Look.

That ball will go in the hole.

- See? - Don't stay close to him. Move!

No, let him be. I want to play with someone.

- How many advantage points? - Advantage? I play equal.

As you wish. Is 100,000 liras a game ok?

100,000? I don't think you understood.

I don't play for money. Let's play for a coffee.

- With liqueur. - I told you to move.

Shove it!

Will you open the pool table, please?

Thank you.

- Ok, a coffee. - With liqueur or...

What do you want to play?

Nine-pin Goriziana at 400.

Go on.

He can't make it.

So... will you move a minute, please?

Shove it.

I have 366, I think.

So... 366

plus 36 makes? - Game.

Bring the boy a coffee.

With a liqueur.

Do you have a name?

Yes, Francesco Piccioli, but everyone calls me "The Tuscan".

It's hot, huh?

You're wondering why I'm laughing? Because I'm happy.

So are you, I see.

You're wondering why I keep on laughing? Because I'm happy!

You're enjoying yourself, too.

I beat Scuro. He said "money", and I said "coffee".

What...

Smoking is forbidden in streetcars.

But I'm smoking. A fine? I'll pay.

What brand is yours?

I beat Scuro.

Miss!

I live here.

Can't a person live here?

Can he?

- Granddad! - Storms approaching.

- Granddad! Granddad! - Northern Adriatic.

- Granddad! - Western Mediterranean.

Granddad!

Where is he always hiding?

Uncle, did you see Granddad? No. Go away!

Here you are, you scoundrel!

I beat Scuro.

Darn case!

Excuse me.

Sorry about last night, but I live there, too.

I'd never seen you before.

Maybe because I used to be on the night shift.

Then fortunately, the guy who did the day shift died.

A fulminant heart attack. So there was a job exchange.

I'm not from Rome. Are you Roman?

I was undecided among Roman, Finnish or Belgian.

Goodbye.

Are you a Bolshevik?

Stakhanovite?

Christian Democrat?

Giovanni, make room. Look. Pretend this is the pool table.

These are the pins. One, two, three, five, nine. They're all here.

This is Scuro's ball. Watch me a minute!

This is Scuro's ball. Don't drop ashes on it!

- My ball... - The key, please.

Just a moment. Don't leave. You have a light?

- Yes. - What color?

Thanks. This is my ball, and this is Scuro's ball.

The cue ball... Just a moment, I said!

What's your room number?

- 16. - Very well.

So... The cue ball was right...

It was in this position.

Don't touch the cue ball! Understand?

At this point I took the cue,

I hit the ball, bearing left.

The famous "octavine of God and hope".

Seven cushions and 36 points. 366 plus 36 is?

- How much is it? - 402.

Game.

- May I help you? - The... cue ball?

What cue ball? Oh! Take it, take it.

The phone is ringing.

- Shall we answer? - Go ahead.

You go. I don't feel well.

- Go! - Heads or tails?

Yes? Right away. Immediately.

- Who was it? - Number 17.

- He wants you to take these. - Me? Why must I always go?

You took the place of the guy who died. He used to go. Now you go.

The guy who died? He used to go...

- Now you go. - He used to...

- Now you. - He...

- You. - Him.

Excuse me.

Goodbye and thank you.

100,000 if you do it again.

No money. We'll play for a coffee.

- With liqueur. - 100,000 against coffee with liqueur.

- If I lose, I pay for coffee? - Yes. If I lose, I pay 100,000.

Shall I go?

- 200,000 if you do it again. - And I, two coffees.

And I, 200,000.

Shall I go again?

You won.

Give him a rematch now.

- What? - You see...

In our parts, when a guy loses, he has a right to a rematch.

- Right? - Yes.

You won't give him a rematch?

Excuse me, Scuro.

It's not that I don't want to give you a rematch,

but I came to practice for the Chianciano championship.

It's not that... I can return the money.

- You're offending him. - I don't want to offend anyone!

I really came to practice for the championship.

I usually give...

a rematch.

Alright. One game at 400.

This is my home and I decide.

What time is it, Mancino?

Seven.

Until midnight. 100,000 a game, to start with.

To start with?

Cold, huh?

Colder than yesterday.

It seems colder than yesterday to me.

What are you looking at?

Down there?

Who will tell my granddad now?

Terminal!

Terminal!

What? I was to get off before!

Come on, get off! Go on!

- What did you say? - Get off! Go on!

- To who? - Beat it!

- Beat it? - Beat it!

No one ever said "beat it" to me!

Understand?

You know what you'll do now?

You'll take this streetcar... What can I call you?

- Anything you want. - I don't want to offend you.

- You're not offending me. - You'll take this streetcar,

you'll do 4 or 5 turns around the square, we'll see a bit of the world,

and then you'll take me home!

Where will I take you?

- Beat it! - Beat it, huh?

You're afraid, huh?

Why didn't you catch the streetcar tonight?

- Storms approaching... - Enough!

I lost. So what?

Stop with this music!

Elevator!

- Thank you. - You're welcome. Wait. Come.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Excuse me...

Thank you.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- Good-day. - Good-day.

Please.

- Will you hold him a minute? - Yes.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Excuse me...

- Thank you. Good-day. - You're welcome. Goodbye.

Good-day and thank you.

I can't stand it anymore.

He always bites the right one. Why not the left one?

I'm 30 years old. I can get married.

I am tired.

I can't stand it anymore.

Giovanni, I'm not going back. Understand? I won't go back there!

Don't look at me like that! He looks at me!

Understand? I won't go back! Not even if the Black Madonna tells me.

I'm not going back!

You'll send me, and I won't go back!

You'll send me, and I won't go back!

Listen. Speaking of the Black Madonna,

you know how much I care for you.

Do you by chance have 700,000 I can borrow?

550? I'll make out a bill.

No? Thanks, Giovanni! Thanks, Giovanni! The apostle!

Good-day. Do me a favor...

I left the safe key in the room. Please.

- Can we? - Yes, for this gentleman.

- Thank you. - Come with me.

- 24? - Yes, 24. Thank you.

- Here you are. - Thank you.

- Here's the key. Thanks. - My duty. Goodbye.

My duty...

- The 700,000? - No!

What do I care? Giovanni, the apostle!

Hello? Good-day, ma'am. What is it? I'll be right there.

You want Giovanni? I'll come. Oh, you want Giovanni.

Alright. Giovanni will come. He's coming. Goodbye, ma'am.

Giovanni, you're wanted in room 36.

- It didn't ring. - You don't hear a thing anymore.

- Go to 36. - She wants me?

Yes, She wants you. Go on.

Go, Giovanni.

The elevator is broken. Take the stairs.

So...

15 is here.

19 isn't, but there isn't even money for the rent.

23...

He's in Lourdes. and maybe not coming back!

Let's see...

I hope you die!

17...

28! Right! He'll be away for a while.

Let's see.

My God! Look at all the money he has! He's crazy to leave it...

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven.

Seven. Right!

Seven. Right.

Note it because...

- Well? - I played a few notes.

- What did they say? - They said "Go".

- Guys, bye and good luck! - Bye!

Mr. Buonaiuti. Mr. Buonaiuti.

- Hello. - Hello.

I brought last night's money.

Thank you.

- You're not counting it? - I trust you.

Alright, even. Goodbye.

- You don't want a rematch? - No. Some other time. I must...

Goodbye.

Tuscan, Scuro always gives a rematch.

I know that, but I have to go to work

because I must do some... Goodbye.

Then why did you bring your cue?

- Good-day. - Good-day.

- Miss, what are you presenting? - A piece that I composed.

Alright. You need to be accompanied on the piano?

No, thank you. I'll do it myself.

- Excuse me. Good evening. - Why did she leave?

Maybe she got emotional.

It's not a cue!

- Is there a good cue? - Give him one of mine.

Pay more attention next time!

- You pay attention! - I always pay attention.

- It doesn't seem like it. - What?

- I said it doesn't seem like it. - You think that?

- Yes, I do. - You are wrong.

No, I am right, and you don't pay attention.

- Are you starting again? - If you want, I can.

- I don't want to argue! - Me either. Let's forget about it.

Alright?

Put a nice bow on the case.

A bow?

Excuse me...

What color? I wouldn't want you to use the same one.

- Red. - Red?

- Maybe I'll use a sheet. - Good idea!

- Would I ever go around with a sheet? - You feel like fooling around.

- You think that? - I think it.

You think? When I met you, I wondered if you think!

Don't bust my balls!

- Excuse me. - Excuse me, my ass!

- I said "Excuse me". - I said, "Excuse me, my ass"!

Know how much this exchange cost me?

- You wouldn't know. - I don't, and don't care to know!

If I wanted to know, I'd have found out.

I didn't do it because I'm not interested!

Not interested? You've been following me for three days!

I walk and find her, I run and find her, I turn around and there she is!

I always find her!

What is it? We're talking. Go wash your heads!

I know you exchanged the cases just to meet me.

- Terminal. - What?

- I was to get off before. - This bus is going to the depot.

- How will I get home? - It's going to the depot.

- No, it isn't going to the depot. - Get off.

- To who? - To you. Only you are here!

You will get this streetcar and take us home, Understand?

What'll I do?

Dead!

- My name is Francesco. - I'm Chiara.

- Chiara, what? - Chiara.

Do you know Scuro?

- Who? - Scuro.

- Strange. - Is our home far?

No, about 2 or 3 kilometers. It took me 10 minutes last night.

Yes, I know.

Taking a walk at night once in a while is good for you.

Yes, at night...

- What is it? - Aren't we on the wrong road?

This is the right one.

But the Big Dipper wasn't there last night.

Look.

Yes, it was! In fact I said, "Look at that Dipper in the sky!"

But it wasn't in that position.

It seemed to be turned more towards Bethlehem.

It must be windy up there.

Well? Why are you laughing?

- No reason. I'm just laughing. - You look nice when you laugh.

- So do you, - No, you look nicer.

When a woman laughs, you can sense the animal inside her.

- Why are you laughing? - No reason. Just laughing.

- You look nice when you laugh. - So do you.

No, you look nicer.

Well... See you. Bye.

- Listen... - What is it?

- Did you say something? - Me? No.

I thought I heard "Francesco".

Must have been the wind. Well, bye.

- Francesco. - Yes?

Good night.

Good night.

I love you, Chiara.

Chiara, I love you.

You see, Chiara, I love you.

I love you, Chiara. Me too. Thank heavens!

And she says to me....

"Francesco, I love you."

You know who you love, Chiara?

You know who you love, Chiara?

A thief!

You know what these are?

The hands of a thief!

Who is it?

Who is it?

- Why are you laughing? - I swear I didn't do it on purpose.

- Again? Impossible. - Yes. Look.

- Oh, God! How did we do this? - Maybe in the elevator.

No! I was holding it in the elevator.

Want to sit down? Sorry about the mess...

You know, we men are a bit...

What is that stuff? What's it for?

This stuff?

This is my pool cue.

If I'd had it tonight... That's another matter.

I'm no expert. Aren't they made of wood?

Some are wood, some aluminum.

I prefer the aluminum ones.

A wooden cue has more soul and passion. It's more emotional.

In fact, when you hit the ball with a wooden cue,

you hear the sound... "toc"!

It's a more incisive "toc".

While an aluminum one remains immobile,

it's colder, and doesn't get friendly.

It looks at you and thinks, "Let's see what this guy does."

But if you win it over, it never leaves you.

To explain it better, a wooden cue has its own heart,

while the aluminum one wants you to give it a heart.

- Do you always play pool? - Always.

When I don't work, I play, and when I work, I think about it.

Pool isn't a flipper! Pool is pool!

- Am I boring you? - No, no!

No? Then look!

Pretend this is the pool table. Green cloth. Balls, cue balls, pins.

Light overhead, dark all around.

Complete silence.

When I take the cue,

lean over the pool table, and hit the ball,

you can hear the "toc" coming from that ball.

"Stoong", the first cushion. "Stoong" the 2nd, "stoong" the 3rd.

"Tac", the other ball that's hit. "Frrr", the pins falling.

I mean, it's not a sound.

It's music.

When God was creating the universe, he was home, not knowing what to do.

He had put all the worlds and stars in the wrong position.

He said, "Sooner or later I must solve this matter."

Then he had an idea. He picked up a cue,

leaned over the green cloth, and studied the shot.

Oh, right! He was left-handed. He got in this position.

All the angels watched him.

Like this. He shot.

And created the universe.

Did God have a wooden or aluminum cue?

- No one ever knew. Drink something? - I'd love to.

There is nothing here.

You like it? I worked two months on it.

Then I met you, exchange of cases...

No audition.

You should have seen the faces of the commission members

when I left.

If you'd been close to me, I'd have strangled you.

Listen...

Let me talk.

Know how much this exchange thing cost me?

- No. - Guess.

- Five million. - No!

- Five million. - Five?

- So you're rich! - Very rich!

Money pours out of my pockets, and I don't even notice.

Look...

Give it back, please.

Anyway, I wouldn't have strangled you.

Where are you going?

On the upper floor?

You know...

Know who you look like with the cue in your hand?

Who?

- Paul Newman. - Paul Newman?

Who's Paul Newman? I don't give a darn about Paul Newman!

Know who you look like when you...

are holding the... saxophone?

That black man...

The colored black man...

The beige colored one...

What is his name?

I can't remember his name.

It's on the tip of my tongue. That...

I can't remember.

Here.

That...

black man...

That...

Holding that saxophone...

you look like...

that mulatto black man.

That white one.

I can't remember his name.

I can't remember it.

I can't remember it. It'll come.

- That... - Francesco!

- I can't remember. - Wake up, it's late! It's 8 o'clock!

Eight? I have to go to work!

Eight?

That boy you teach...

What's he like?

- Cute. - Oh, cute.

So... how old is he?

- Who? - That cute boy.

- Nine. - Oh, it's what I thought!

Alright. Listen... I...

I'm going upstairs. See you around.

Bye.

Great move!

Excuse me. What are you looking at?

Me?

No... I was... I was just looking.

What're you doing here? Leave!

Listen, Giovanni... Do you have five to lend me?

- How much? - Five million.

I'm going to Geneva. I'll be back Monday morning!

- Good-day. - Good-day.

Look how much money this guy has!

When is he returning? Monday at 8.

Can I rely on that? Alright.

I owed you 600,000 or 700,000.

I'll give you a million just to make sure. Here.

Ok?

Game.

- So... 5 from last night. - And 7 tonight.

Twelve! It's all here.

- If you want to continue... - No, thanks. I'm quitting.

Thanks.

Bye, Tuscan. See you at the championship.

- I don't think I'll come. - Then I'll win easy.

Thanks, Scuro.

Down there.

The night knows

that the heart always reaches its hand out.

And if that hand

takes yours,

keep us company, night.

The heart knows

that the night always embraces your smile.

And if that smile

meets my eyes,

keep us company, night.

I don't know how to say it.

Monday morning around 8:15, not any later, I believe,

I will be going to jail.

You'll say to me, "Why are you going to jail?"

I'm going to jail because

when a person plays pool for money, he goes to jail.

- Why to jail? - Why to jail?

If a person loses his money at pool, he doesn't go to jail.

- And so? - I stole money that wasn't mine.

I lost it all on that damn, disgusting table!

I didn't want to play for money!

Instead, I did! I kept saying to myself, "Don't do it!"

- Instead... Am I boring you? - How much did you lose?

Not much. I must have lost...

How much?

- Twelve million. - Twelve?

There's nothing you can do?

- What day is it? - Thursday.

Thursday?

If you aren't very busy, and are free,

we could spend time together.

At least when I go to jail and someone asks me what I did,

I can answer, "I was with Chiara!"

"We walked, ate and danced."

Do you know how to dance?

I think you should go to the championship.

Didn't you say the prize was 15 million?

- Win, and put the money back. - How can I win?

My head and my arm aren't the same. I can feel it.

Going to a championship is like playing for money,

and it'd be a problem for me.

Don't think about the money, but about winning.

- I'm through with pool. - I think you can make it.

Even if I wanted, I've no money. About 3,000 liras in my pocket.

So, see you tomorrow?

It's not possible. Besides, he's at the championship, too.

- 500.000 liras. Alright? - Yes, alright.

Your ID, please.

Go to the cash register.

Where were you?

Buying tickets. The train is in an hour.

Here's the championship money. Registration, hotel, etc. Hurry!

- Who gave the money to you? - Past lessons I was due.

No, Chiara. I quit with pool. Stop!

You heard me play. Now I want to see you play.

I'd lose! It's a losing moment. I can't go to the championship.

- Who told you? - I'm saying it!

When I play for money, I lose. I won't go.

Francesco, what is it?

The other night you seemed so...

You told me all those things about pool, and were enthusiastic.

I looked at you and believed it.

Was I wrong?

Maybe.

Alright. Enough. Let's not discuss it anymore.

You're not the only one with problems.

I'll go make coffee.

What time does the train leave?

30, Lotti.

Martini of Florence.

Ladies and gentlemen, taking place at present

is the fifth international world pool championship,

with the individual "Goriziana" specialty.

First prize, 15 million.

56, Carli.

36, Fossi. Game.

We ask that you please be silent.

36, Piccioli. Game.

Winner at table 5 is Lenzi from Florence.

- Also 300. - Ok.

We kindly ask all those who aren't on service duty

to move to the grandstands.

Only authorized personnel can remain in the playing area.

Please move to the grandstands. Thank you.

At how much is the Tuscan?

20, Piccioli.

Lotti, 26. Game.

32, Lotti. Game.

At pool table number 2, the winner is Lotti.

- Are you bored? - No. I'm having a great time.

- How are you doing? - My arm...

At pool table 2, Piccioli-Fallani.

- They're calling you. Go. - Bye.

Everything on the Tuscan.

Bravo!

Piccioli, 52. Game.

Lotti, 60. Game.

The two semi-finals have begun.

At table 3, Santini-Piccioli.

At table 4, Lotti-Cifalà.

Piccioli, 10.

36, Santini.

52, Cifalà.

And he goes to 348.

Piccioli, 60. Game.

At table number 3,

Piccioli wins, and is qualified for the big final.

- See you tomorrow. - Yes, but tomorrow

I'll give the Tuscan even. - Alright.

If he doesn't knock out the red pin, it's trouble.

In 1971 in Montevideo, he did it.

Exactly the same balls.

Really?

72, Lotti. Game.

At table number 4,

the winner is Lotti, and is qualified for the big final.

Ladies and gentlemen, the two semi-finals have ended.

The players who have reached the big final,

that will be played tomorrow evening at 8 p.m.,

are Lotti and Piccioli.

- Are you tired? - Are you?

- No. - Me either.

- How's your arm? - It's fine. Feel it.

Feel this other one. Feel it.

- Wait a minute. - What is it?

I'll be right back.

Hi, Tuscan.

Oh! It's you, Scuro!

- It's our turn tomorrow. - Right!

- See how they favored you? - I know. It's right.

You're pretty good.

Tomorrow I'll beat you, so help me God!

If there's a God, tomorrow I'll beat you.

We're not in your home here. At pool, you either win or lose.

Tomorrow you'll lose. I can feel it.

My arm is telling me. It means I'll beat you.

It's late, Tuscan. Go to bed. Tomorrow we're playing pool.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have reached the end

of this wonderful Chianciano grand prix.

And here are the two finalists.

Lotti Marcello, known as "Scuro".

Piccioli Francesco, known as "The Tuscan",

the revelation of this competition.

Referee: Mr. Grassi of Chianciano.

Piccioli, 60.

Lotti, 40.

Piccioli, 60

Lotti, 60.

Piccioli, 38.

Lotti, 24.

Lotti, 76. Game.

For the fourth time in a row,

Marcello Lotti, known as "Scuro", is again champion.

Don't be upset. Cheer up!

You played a great game, Tuscan. You are really good.

But you must still grow.

- How's it going? - So-so.

Are they biting?

What bait are you using?

- Tallow worms. - Oh!

What is your name, fisherman?

- Fisherman. - It's what I thought!

You see, fisherman, what is important is winning.

What do I care about participating?

My granddad always said, "Francesco, what's important is winning."

And I answered, "No, Granddad,

that sports guy says what's important is participating."

But my Granddad was right. What is important is winning.

What do I care about participating? There's always someone who wins.

He should win and I should participate?

And I who participated didn't win a thing?

You know what, fisherman?

There is always someone who wins and it's only one.

The other five billion idiots think they won

only because they participated. My ass! My ass!

- What? - My ass!

What are you doing, fisherman?

Fishing. But if you don't catch fish, what'll you say at home?

That you participated? "What did you catch?"

"Nothing. I participated." You'll divorce!

- Are they biting at least? - No.

Traitor lake!

Francesco!

I've been looking for you. Let's go catch the train!

I was winning the game and that bitch ball went in the hole!

- Some other time. Let's go. - What's the rush? It's done!

I almost feel like going to jail now. There's a lake. Look how lovely!

Don't worry. You won't go to jail.

- What is this? - 13 million 260 thousand liras.

- Who gave it to you? - I won it. Come.

- How did you win it? Where? - I bet.

I bet on you. I bet everything on the last game.

But I lost. I lost!

In fact, I didn't bet on you. Come on!

Come!

So you bet against me?

Yes. It seemed to be reasonable.

If you'd won, there was the prize money. If not, there was this.

- What? - No?

Yes, yes. Sure.

Via Aurelia, 720.

- Excuse me. Going to the residence? - Of course. Come.

Thank you.

Why are you laughing?

How was the weather in Switzerland?

Terrible.

I feel like putting it in his hand now.

- How much is it? - I'll pay.

- No, I'll pay. - No! Of course not.

- I want to offer. - You've offered way too much.

- Well, thanks. - Forget it. Go on.

- How much is it? - 6,500.

- Is that him? - Who?

- That guy. - Yes, it's him.

- Run! - Relax. There's no rush.

Wait for me here.

- Watch out for the case. - Yes. Go! Go!

- Where is he? - Who?

- The Swiss guy. - He's over there.

- What're you doing here? - Why?

- What time is it? - It's 8:15.

Leave. You can't open them until 8:30.

- Your colleague said... - He made a mistake!

- But he... - He made a mistake! Go on!

I can't tolerate this. Prepare my bill.

Well?

Done.

Excuse me...

I am busy today.

Alright. I'll see you...

- What is it? - Nothing.

- Aren't you... - No. I'm fine.

I'm glad. But I'm a bit...

- Ok, I'll see you. Bye. - Ok. Bye.

Tell me something.

- Tell me the truth. - What?

When you bet against me, were you sure I'd lose?

- Francesco, I already explained... - Tell me the truth!

- That's not the point. - Yes, it is!

You bet against me because you were sure I'd lose! I know it!

But I want to hear it in my face. Go on, say it!

- What? - That Scuro is better than me.

Alright! Yes, I was sure you'd lose.

- Well, I'll see you. Bye. - Bye.

- What did you do? - I stole!

Stop! Be quiet! Stop!

Stop the music! Enough!

Stop with those drumsticks. I'll explain.

Ladies and gentlemen, good evening.

Many of you are wondering why I got on the stage.

I'll explain. Young man, music!

I love Chiara, and Chiara loves me. I think.

So I'm taking her away with me. You'll surely say,

"During the performance?" During the performance.

Ladies and gentlemen...

an applause!

- Hi, Scuro. - Hi, Tuscan.

- How's it going? - Fine. And you?

Not bad.

- Well? - We're here.

Shall we play a game?

I brought some change.

Will it be enough?

Forget it, Tuscan. You'll get hurt.

If I remember correctly, you always give a rematch in your home. True?

100,000, as usual?

100,000? No, it's too much. Let's make it a million!

Alright.

There's double, pins and cue ball.

But it seems a bit too easy.

So I'll shoot a "piqué" at the pins and send the cue ball in the hole.

Great shot. You're pretty good! But it's going to be hard for you.

Here's reverse and 3-in-a-row.

My ball is stopping down there,

and yours, here.

At how much are you giving the Tuscan?

Now it's my turn.

Five shots and I've won.

Scuro, I was born in 1955.

3-rail shot.

52, Mancino.

Don't be so serious. Come on!

I could be your son,

but I'm not, because I'm another man's son.

Renzo. I call him "Renzino".

48. And two!

My mom's name is Anna, and she's a housewife.

They've always wanted me to do something important.

Instead, until I was 15 I didn't grow up. And then...

Carom.

18. Mark that, Mancino.

You seem nervous. What is it?

Chalk costs, Mancino.

My brother was a doctor. He's always liked it.

I didn't know what to do. So I came here

to be a doorman in a residence home.

And four.

But I wanted to play pool. I came to play pool,

and I met Chiara. And Chiara met me.

I said to my mom, "I met Chiara." She answered, "Who is Chiara?"

"Mom, you never know anything." I tried telling my dad.

But no one bothered with me.

So I waited a bit and then said to Chiara,

"Chiara, will you marry me?" She answered, "At one thirty."

"Which day?" "The fifth."

Game. Want to play another one? Or are you going?