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In the name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Ah!

Woo!

What's that?

center. That's really good. And forward in half.

And don't forget to put a little bit of water around the edges, okay?

That looks good, Lily.

That's nice. It's thin, isn't it?

Perfect.

Ella, how is it going?

That's good. That's nice. Okay.

And I want to see the five dumplings at least for each one of you.

That's good. And over your thumb and pinch.

Yeah, it's a bit tricky, isn't it?

Good.

Very good.

Veronique.

The office.

Now.

Tuna pasta.

And garlic bread.

Can't we eat first? I'm starving. But, Mattia, your other

alternative is cleaning the fridge.

Close your eyes.

here.

Thank you.

Would you like to taste some fig jam?

Can you taste

it?

Unfortunately.

So rude. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. Look, I'll have one of the fig jams.

you.

Thank you.

No. No. No.

Mama.

I need a bunny ice cream.

Sexy! Hug of the French!

Mum, what are you doing in there?

We gotta go!

It's four o 'clock in time.

Help your mum if you want to leave quicker.

Mum, what are you... Mum?

Eva?

Yeah. All I want to do is to say yes.

That you should stay with me.

I don't even know her properly.

I know.

But she's your next of kin.

Just doesn't make sense.

Why didn't mom choose you?

Sweetheart. She didn't choose anyone.

I... I just can't guarantee I will be able to be there for you like you need.

I don't need you to be.

Don't you see? I want to be there for you.

And... And if you go and leave me, then I'll go and have an EVF baby as well.

I think you... You mean IVF?

Oh, whatever.

Mattia, what are you doing down here?

It was

just

yesterday you were this tall.

Well, even as a little girl, I was still taller than you.

Still very cheeky, I say.

You're early.

I drive quickly.

And you must be a delicious cake that's nearly ready.

Who's the father?

There's the one.

How tragic.

Two mouths to feed now.

Luckily, I bought something delicious.

Banana cake.

So here we are, you know.

Let's go down to the back courtyard and surprise Anika.

She's probably painting.

Hello. Hello.

Look what those bloody possums have done again.

I told you to cover the bins up, didn't I?

That's right. Listen to me.

I really am a silly possum. I can see around here, Carol.

I'd like you to meet my beautiful niece, Matea.

Matea. I'd like you to meet my absolutely gorgeous, pesky possum part,

Can I give you a hug? Yes, please. Oh, my dear.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

But I hope that you can find some comfort living here with us.

Okay, that's enough. Come on. Let's go inside and we'll get you warm and cosy,

huh? Let me take your bag. That's okay.

I'll give that to you.

Oh, thank you.

This way.

Hi. Why don't you forget me something?

I'm not going to kiss you with that thing in your hand.

Oi.

Not too hot.

If you want to wash your hair, there's shampoos and conditioners, you name it.

And that's your lavender towel.

You take your time, but don't take too much time.

We've got bowling tonight and we don't want to be late.

Could you wash my hair?

Yeah, of course.

Are you

okay?

Do you want, um...

Watermelon and mint or ginger?

Close your eyes.

That was

the last Portuguese tart!

Can I get you some water?

Do you know the way you behaved tonight? It is a miracle that you weren't

seriously fucking injured.

I will drink whenever I want and wherever I fucking want.

You poured wine into a bowling ball and then drank out of it. It's not funny.

It really is.

What are you doing?

What does it look like?

Could you at least use a spoon, please?

I bought this and I will do what I want with it.

And that's my cue to leave, then.

we're back late tonight welcome to our home

she's all yours okay

Scarecrow, hey!

Don't walk away.

Get me a spoon, will you? Please, please, please, please, please.

Now.

Where's Anika going?

Her other job.

Join me.

Join me.

She calls herself Miss Maestra.

I think it should be Mrs., but she tells me marriage doesn't sell.

My big fat fucking toe.

Nika, stupid.

By the way, do you like your bedroom?

It was your mum's.

And mine.

We give thanks for the hands we hold.

We give thanks for the food we share.

We give thanks to the camera and sound that capture our love.

But most of all, we give thanks to the bond we share.

Lights? Yeah, coming.

Health camera.

Yeah, we're good to go.

Sound all good?

Give us a sec. Not yet.

Set.

Lemon.

A simple yet effective ingredient to add to many dishes for that perfect,

zesty punch of flavour.

Quick fun fact.

The exact origins of the lemon tree are unknown. However, it is generally

speculated that it originated from northeast India, while others think it's

native to the south of China.

What's the issue?

There's a television or something on somewhere

I've replanted that fig tree so many times. It doesn't matter what I do.

Never grow.

Mateo, what do you think about joining me in next

week's show?

My thinking was that we could make something special in honour of your

It's an impulsive idea, but it's kind of sweet, don't you think?

Why don't you have a think about it, okay?

I'm sure your mum would look down on you with a big smile on her face.

Oh, here.

Ah.

We're going for another one. Back inside.

Carol, Medea, please.

Excuse me.

Prima to see you, Tata.

I heard that. Oh.

Well, this is exciting.

Hello everyone, and you're watching the very first episode of Mina and Carol's

Cooking with Love.

Or, as I like to call it, Carol and Mina's Cooking with Love.

We hope you'll share what will be many adventures together as we focus on

beautiful home -cooked desserts.

Share our kitchen and let us cast a spell on you all. I'm bursting with

excitement. What better way to start this glorious day than to start with

pie and homemade whipped cream.

We're going to warm the soul.

Sweeten the tooth.

Our ingredients for today are green apples.

To match your dress.

Looks good with me, doesn't it?

We want to bring out that sourness.

The relationship between sweet and sour is what we're striving for today.

Gorgeously bitter.

Following on from the apples, you'll want raw sugar, plain flour, unsalted

butter, caster sugar, lemon, cinnamon, ground cloves, eggs, and lastly, an

Italian liqueur.

That's right. No need to adjust the volume on your devices. You heard

Get that liqueur flowing.

Tina, don't be a bad little piggy. Look at the camera for Daddy.

Daddy's going to turn into a big piggy if you don't smile.

A bright hello to everyone on this glorious day, and welcome back

to this week's episode of Cooking With Love.

Now, before we get our hands coated in sugar and make some delectable sweets,

I'm going to bring the mood down a notch.

Last week...

My sister, she tragically, she

tragically passed away.

A sudden and heartbreaking event which

left all of us here cooking with love by surprise.

As we all know, Nina was a treasure to us, and her legacy will live on,

especially in her beautiful daughter, Matia.

Come here, darling.

Don't be shy.

Our audience can't wait to meet you.

Here she comes.

Say hello to our special audience.

She's a shy girl, unlike her auntie.

So, in commemoration of Mina

and all the joy she brought us, we wanted to make something

extra special.

And what better than Mina's famous fig jam?

Let's bring the mood right back up and get cooking.

Up there.

Cutting there. Just cut it.

What was that like? Was that too sombre? It was fine.

What do you mean fine?

It was good. It was good. Don't have to think it.

Helena, what was that like?

Brilliant.

Wow. Obviously.

Can we reduce the keynote by 25 % please?

You're already a natural.

The camera's going to eat you up.

Let's keep the energy flowing.

Helena, find a moment to come in closer on our hands and face.

Camera and thumb rolling? Yes.

Come in here.

Watch out. Boom in frame. Oops, sorry.

When you're ready, Carol.

Fig jam.

While simple can easily go wrong, careful attention...

must be used in creating the right consistency.

But when done right, it's absolutely divine.

Fig flowers bloom internally, which means they require a special process for

pollination.

That's where the fig wasp comes into play.

The cycle begins with a pregnant female fig wasp. She sacrifices her wings.

and antennae to enter the fig, to fertilise it and give birth to her baby.

Before the mother wasp dies inside the fig, she ensures the survival of her

children. She injects the flowers with a chemical that grows little rounded

nurseries into the fig flower.

These protect the young offspring after her death.

The mother wasp then dies within the fig, a bed of flowers.

Her offspring mate with each other, technically their own brothers and

The newborn male wasp, blind and wingless, then digs a tunnel

through which the newborn winged pregnant female journeys out, taking

pollen with them from the male big flowers to the outside world, allowing

fig to ripen.

The female then finds a new fig to start the cycle all over again.

Neither the wasp nor the fig can survive without each other. A constant,

beautiful cycle that we can all benefit from.

See how it slowly drips from the spoon?

Almost like honey.

That's when you know it's ready.

As Mina would say, first you dip, then you let it drip,

you give it some lip, and then you know.

It's a fine, good mix.

That's the spirit.

Here, you have to taste some for luck.

Be careful, it's hot.

The flavour so good, there's no words.

Knee at this. She's choking.

She's choking.

Get back.

Thank you.

Oh, God.

Thank you.

Who could be requested the entire upstairs area to be away from other

Well, it's not my fault. I hate being around people. Of course, I forgot.

It's theirs.

Let's hear it. Here. It hurts.

It's okay.

Hello, ladies.

Happy birthday, Maggie Pye.

You look younger and more gorgeous than you used to be.

What treats have we got in that container?

Look out, everyone.

There's a new cook in town.

Don't thank me, thank Mattia.

Baklava! Hey!

All right, everyone, take a seat.

Don't sit there.

And a married person sitting on the corner of the table will never get

I don't want to get married. Oh, you're with the right people, then.

Come and have a seat here, lovely, before you give her an aneurysm.

Monde de tizia. How's the system of fear?

Here, give this to me, please.

Go on.

Scarlet.

Scarlet, scarlet, scarlet, scarlet, scarlet.

I've been drinking it forever.

Forever? You just left the womb.

Good point.

All right, everyone, eat up. We ordered a banquet, so lots of options.

We have everything.

Lubia, falafel, tabbouleh, zhez, lahem, kibbeh, yellow, let's eat.

There's some vegetarian options.

Sharia's, Mattia, eat up.

Happy birthday, Maggie. Oh, happy birthday!

get him starting just um how do you know what i

want oh thank you

Thank you, Harold.

Oh, yeah, eggplant, eggplant.

We'll be right back.

Your grandmother used to sing with Karen.

Il passato viene a noi.

Oh, mamma, non chiamare il papa.

Preto mangiare e bere.

You know, when is your next appointment with the doctor?

Lord, Mom, what's happening to me?

Please call me.

I've been looking into some schools in the mountains, trying to find ways to

ease her back.

It was a lovely funeral service.

Not too many people, which is always good.

And then all we did was... Come on down there. Poor thing.

I'll make my own switch for you.

He's in the tunnel.

How about you get out of the car, lovely?

Get some fresh air.

It's been a long, difficult day, hasn't it?

It's a soup, I thought.

Yum, yum. Oh,

look at all this fennel. Fennel? All right, we'll have that.

I might get a couple of peppers for the bread.

Yeah, go.

And how about a green?

Are they chilly?

They didn't have Crossley.

Oh, it's the raspberry.

Sorry. It's good.

Have you had anything from the doctors?

Yeah.

wonderful breakfast after the spectacular cook.

Yeah, have a little drink.

What do you say, Carl? How about we get Mathea to do some on -set catering?

Oh, yeah.

Oh,

I hope you don't mind.

Mathea, all good if I take some more of this? I can't get enough. Please, I

consider it rude not to have some more.

Oh, sh...

You're awake.

Looks like it. And how did you get here? Where's Nika?

She didn't tell you. She's with a client.

This time in the morning.

You dropped me off early this morning.

Well, come on, take a seat and eat something. I don't want you filming on

empty stomach.

Filming.

Filming what?

Matea thinks it'd be good to join us for another episode.

Great idea, huh?

Come on, Carol, take a seat. You're making me anxious standing there.

The museum.

Let me get you a slide to fill your mind.

I don't need your help. But you do.

You had an accident.

Poor thing.

You broke your wrist.

What?

You broke your wrist.

What? Fall down drinking

again without telling us?

Is it broken?

It can't be. Touch up.

If it's broken, it'll hurt.

I guess it is broken.

Don't worry. Don't worry.

I'll be there to help you cook on the show.

I've got two working arms.

Are we ready?

I'll take that as a yes.

Matea, please, behind the camera for the beginning.

Oh, but aren't we forgetting something?

Can I get everyone to gather round?

We give thanks for the hands we hold.

We give thanks for the blessed food we share.

We give thanks for the camera and sound that capture our love.

But most of all, for the bond we share.

Always.

Okay, let's get going.

Camera rolling?

Rolling. Sound set? Set.

When you're ready.

Carol, we're rolling.

Welcome back, everyone, to Cooking with Love.

As you see, I have an injury, and I have my nice, warm woolly

jumper. I even have my Ugg boots on, which means that the bitter,

cold weather is about to set in.

Sure is getting cold, isn't it, Carol?

It's exciting to be here.

And what better way to spend this glorious day than to make apple pie with

homemade whipped cream.

It'll warm the soul. Oh, and sweeten the tooth.

Oh, it's good to be back.

Shall we get to it?

Our ingredients for today are...

Green apples.

To match my dress?

Carol looks good with me, doesn't it?

We want to bring out that sourness.

The relationship between sweet and sour is what we're striving for today.

Mmm. All gorgeously bitter.

Following on from apples, you'll be

needing plain flour and

unsalted

butter.

Carol, what's the matter?

Easy. Yeah, you can beat her.

Oh, I better go get these milkshakes.

She seems to be doing a lot better, doesn't she? Here you go.

Okay, there's one for everyone.

Rana, yours is Chincha.

Maggie, vanilla.

I know, Ola, blueberry.

Helena, take the purple one. It has dark chocolate chips in it. Thank you.

Anika, yours is the caramel yellow one.

I know how much you like caramel.

And Carol, yours is the red apple one.

Fancy just like you.

I know.

Is that your bag?

Oh. That's okay.

Hey,

Carol. This is your girlfriend.

Look at Mattia. She's going to pull up.

I can't believe she knows what we want. And look at her.

Look at that hair. Look at her. So much. I'm really proud of her. And, like, her

transformation. I feel like she's, like, really fitting in with us. I mean,

she's beautiful.

Did you see her strike before? Like, amazing.

So cool.

And look at that green. It suits her so much. That pistachio color. I'm

obsessed. Are you obsessed? I'm obsessed.

I'm, like...

Oh, my God.

What's going on?

Carol, what happened?

Come to talk to me. What are you feeling?

We're going to take care of you, all right?

We're going to get you some help.

Hello to our special audience.

She's a shy girl, unlike her auntie.

I've made some soup.

Someone obviously hasn't eaten today.

She isn't hungry.

I'm sure she is. She has to eat something. I don't think I haven't

Do you mind if I take a seat?

Can you have some soup with me?

Hmm?

So what do you think?

It must be too hot. Let me cool it down.

You're spitting on it. It can't be that bad.

Is it your legs again? Are they aching? What is it?

Christmas.

I want you to call her.

I want you to call her.

Frida.

She's here.

She's here.

Rosina.

It's not good to say it.

I'll need a jug of water.

Quickly. Time is not on our side.

I can't do it.

Please.

Just do as she asks.

Your daughter?

There are enemies.

Enemies? Yes, someone who has conflicted with you.

Like those who forced you to leave your house.

When was the first sign of blood?

Before yesterday.

Your tongue.

Well, I can't go if you prefer.

There's something else in that bag.

You have a bad eye.

How do you know? Is it a curse of envy?

Or jealousy?

But in this situation, with the speed of the collaterals...

Your hand.

This is an act of malignity.

Father, this prayer is said to be dear.

I ask you to forgive me.

In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Anisha.

It's worse than we thought, isn't it?

Fennel.

Fennel.

You will cook it and you will leave it in the room.

I don't understand.

Ma certo.

When our sisters were burnt at the stake, fennel was placed around the fire

stop the smell of the flesh.

What's going to happen to me?

The evil eye, it's vile.

Your body will slowly shut down.

The blood will flow.

The mouth will rot.

Aches and pains will become unbearable.

Your hair will fall and your back will curve until you are

made no more.

If someone has a malocchio, if given the time, as is unfortunately the case with

you,

The attacker's malignant spirit becomes the infection.

Even if we knew the person responsible for this, we still need to get rid of

spirit before it hits the mind and the body.

But the funeral will cure this.

This shadow has been put in place with the intent to harm and to witness the

consequences.

When that happens, the results are quick and vicious.

The fennel will flow the process.

I will return in less than two days.

In that time, the tongue of a man will be removed.

Tongue?

To feed it.

To make someone else voiceless so that what's inside her may talk. I'm sorry,

but let me just get this straight. You're asking for someone's tongue to be

removed? One of your clients.

And get me some of their hair, and I'll take care of the rest.

No, there has to be another one.

Letting the one you love rot?

Thank you.

Thank you very much, my love, for your service.

Disappearing so rapidly, I decided to shave it.

That used to annoy your dad, didn't it?

What dad?

Your hair and meanness always clogging up the bath.

And then come looking for us.

Mina would always hide in our wardrobe.

Hai stato gentile ad insistire che doveva essere lasciato a me.

Hai preso quello che volevi. Ho preso quello che mi hai

permesso.

Ne abbiamo già parlato.

Questo discorso, cosa pretendi di ottenere questa volta

che tu mi ascoltavi?

Quando nostra madre stava morendo, e le ho detto quello che lui mi

ha fatto.

Lei non ci credeva.

Io ti ho chiesto di corroborare quello che ho detto, ma tu non potevi.

Non aveva scelta.

Era tutto quello che avevi.

Stava morendo.

Non voleva. I thought it was the last memory of his family.

You think I wanted it to be mine?

You said it as if it were my fault.

As if I had done it to you.

What do you want me to do?

Ero una bambina e eravamo bambini.

Sì, lo eravamo.

Ma siamo cresciuti.

Perché?

Perché voi?

Che ci fosse questa marca sulla nostra famiglia farlo a papà?

Mi ha tolto tutto.

Incluso te.

Ma tu non dovevi dire nulla.

Sono passati tutti quelli anni e poi ha deciso di parlare.

Lui era morto. Nostra mamma stava in fin de vita.

Non c 'era senso.

Tu hai fatto questo a noi.

Tu mi hai negato la verità.

Io non chiedo scusa per lui.

Te lo sto chiedendo. Ti sto solo dicendo.

Avevo bisogno di mia sorella.

A me sembrava che lo tradivo. Non te ne

accorgi. Ti comporti come lo facessi.

Da quando che ce sei, non mi posso guardare

nello stesso modo.

Mi dispiace che non sono potuta essere

quello, ciò che avevi bisogno.

Non dovrebbe essere arrivato a questo punto.

What? Nonna Rosina said this was done in malice You hated me for what I

did I never...

Wanted to cripple you.

I didn't do this.

You waited until it got worse.

Please,

please, Carol.

What are you doing?

Kara?

Are you ready?

Don't resist.

Remove the curse.

Remove the curse.

Hey, let her be.

It's only a minute away.

Dammit.

Look,

quick!

Hold her head.

Se mattino non è responsabile.

Allora, chi è fatto questa cosa? Parla!

Non può essere.

Il malocchio venne da qualcuno.

No, no, no.

Open them up.

I'm not... I'm not yours.

I'm not yours.

Christina.