All language subtitles for Under.the.Tuscan.Sun.2003.1080p.BluRay.x264.YIFY

Before I start signing these, I need to
thank somebody who's here tonight.

When I had her at State, wait, that
didn't sound right. I never had her.

Wanted her, but never had her.

What I meant to say was when I took her
class at State, I had the worst case of

writer's block in the world. All I had
were terrible ideas.

I hated them all.

I was just about to drop the class when
she said something to me that changed

everything.

She said, terrible ideas are like
playground scapegoats.

Given the right encouragement, they grow
up to be geniuses.

She told me to take one of my terrible
ideas and work on it.

Well, I did.

Christ, it's me.

Love's terrible ideas.

May I please French kiss you now?

Married, William.

Sorry.

I swear,

if you tell me you cook in the nude,
I'll go home and kill myself.

Never in the nude. Always in a song.

Actually, if you knew Francis better,
you'd know these brownies are a sign of

avoidance. Thanks. You're welcome.

How's the novel going?

Not so well. But the procrastination
course is coming along fabulously.

And soon it will breed abject self
-loathing. And then I'll just become a

writing machine. It's her process.

What about Tom?

How's his book going?

Fine. He's home writing right now.

You know Tom? I met him recently.

By coincidence.

The other coincidence is that you
reviewed a book of mine.

I did?

Did I like it?

You didn't... I'm sorry.

I'm sure there were a lot of other
critics who loved it.

And I really hope you didn't take it
personally.

You called my lead character
unrealistic.

I think that bad reviews should just be
forgotten.

Give him the brownie. And I would like
to give you this brownie. It comes in

peace. You just couldn't...

get interested in a novel where the
protagonist was a middle -aged guy who

all of his time living out his horny
teenage fantasies.

I just find that ironic.

Ironic?

Why?

Ask your husband.

What did he just say?

Francis?

Francis?

I've got some unfortunate news for you.

I just got off the phone with your
husband's attorney, and they're going to

pursue alimony.

How can we be talking about alimony when
I hardly make enough money to... But

you supported him during the marriage.

Yes, but while he was researching and
writing his book, I worked while he

pretended to be... Unfortunately, this
is just about the math.

While he was having an affair.

California's a no -fault state.

His attorney indicated that your husband
would prefer an alimony buyout.

Since you two were living rather
modestly, I don't think the numbers

too bad.

They're probably talking about something
like $200 ,000.

I don't have that kind of money.

Unfortunately, you do.

The house.

Its value went to...

It's through the roof since you bought
it. Oh.

And renovated it with my mother's money.

Well, it's all community property now.

Hmm.

So he gets half the house and alimony.

Well, there's leeway in the numbers, and
we'll make all the arguments we can,

but there is a bargaining chip.

He wants the house.

He wants to keep living there. Yeah.

And if you let him have it, he could...

He could end up with a lot of money in
your pocket.

I understand he wants it pretty badly.

Oh, I'm sorry. This is so surreal.

How would he even find the money to buy
me out of my house?

Oh.

Oh.

Wow.

Apparently, she likes the police.

It's near the right schools.

Schools.

She's...

You're

going to get over this.

You will, Francis.

Someday you're going to be happy again.

Right?

The desk?

The desk goes.

No,

the desk can stay.

The couch?

Yes, please.

Wait a minute.

No, the sofa can stay.

How about the chairs?

They stay, too.

Actually, everything's going to stay,
except...

Those boxes over there, those three
boxes with the books in them?

If you don't mind.

You sure?

Yeah.

The bedroom?

No.

Kitchy.

No. So then,

we're done.

We're done.

You getting a divorce?

It shows.

These are furnished short -term
apartments. That's what we get.

Your neighbor in 2B, he's an attorney.
His divorce has been dragging on for

three years.

Nice guy.

Gives free legal advice to the other
tenants.

If his crying gets on your nerves, you
just bang on the wall.

He'll stop.

Guy in the apartment above you is a
doctor. He hands out the sleeping pills.

What do you do?

I'm a writer.

So you can help the others with their
suicide notes.

You're one of those funny landlords.

Not really.

Well, here's your keys.

Have a good day.

Thanks.

You should finish it that way, too.

The beginning and the end should be fun,
fun, fun.

Too bad about those past few years in
the middle.

Sorry. I wish.

Things got crazy at the hospital. I made
it in time for a toast.

Bravo. And it only took a year to
freedom. To freedom.

You're not drinking.

Fifth time was a charm. Oh, my God!

Patty!

What are you doing?

May. May!

Oh, my God!

I'm going to be an auntie!

I'm going to be an auntie.

It changes our plans a little bit.

Well, of course.

We were about to take a ten -day tour to
romantic Tuscany, but I don't want

Patty flying during her first trimester.
I'm all back with my head. So we

decided to change our coach tickets into
an upgraded ticket for you.

Oh, this is amazing.

Really generous.

Thank you.

No.

How can you say no to Tuscany?

No. Like that? That's your depression
speaking. Well, it doesn't speak

Speak a little high school French.

Besides, I'm not depressed anymore.

Then what are you still doing living at
Camp Divorce with all those losers?

Be nice. Those are my people. That's not
a place you live.

Guys, come on.

Thank you so much.

There is no way that I can go on a
romantic tour of Tuscany right now,

mean, I'm not ready to meet anyone.

Oh, you won't. Now we can assure you.

Oh?

It's a gay tour of romantic Tuscany. Oh!

So it would be very relaxing for you.
You know, mostly couples. No one would

there to hit on you or check you out.
And you could just concentrate and

to your own inner voice.

My inner voice?

My inner voice that would be saying,
what the fuck am I doing on a gay tour

Tuscany? Frances, it's Italy.

Italy.

Plus, you could use it as a time to
start writing.

Hmm. Well, I'm busy.

I'm... I have to review all those books,
Patty. Instead of working on your own

book.

Wow.

Are you being mean or just hormonal?

Okay.

Don't kill each other until I get back.

Can we please just talk about the baby?

I think you're in danger.

Of?

Of never recovering.

You know when you come across...

One of those empty shell people.

And you think, what the hell happened to
you?

Well, there came a time in each one of
those lives where they were standing at

crossroad. Crossroad.

God, that is so Oprah.

Some place where they had to decide to
turn left or right.

This is no time to be a chicken shit,
Frances.

I'm not being a chicken shit, Maddie.

I'm not.

Just promise me you'll think about it.

I'll think about it.

You looking for a place to stay? Yeah.

You getting a divorce?

What? We got short -term apartments, but
don't worry. Some people stay for

years. We got a writer. We got a doctor.

A doctor could help you with straight
and active life.

Hi,

everybody. I'm David. This is your
driver, Eduardo, and you are gay and

And welcome to your first day of our
romantic tour of Tuscany. Now, I saw

of you all hobnobbing and getting to
know each other on the plane, but I

to make extra sure that you've all met
Francis.

So, Frances is straight, and she just
survived a terrible divorce.

And according to her friend Patty, she
really needs our support. So, Frances,

why don't you stand up, and let everyone
say hello!

Well, she got to loosen up, honey.

One vodka per

quarry.

3 ,000. 3 ,000.

Pretty awesome, isn't it?

Yes, I think you could say that.

Pretty awesome.

God, how am I going to get through all
of these?

I mean, how do you even begin to
describe all of this?

Well, if you have a pen, I can write it
for you. Are you a good writer?

I used to be.

All right.

Well, have a go.

To my mom.

Dear mom.

Dear mom.

It's market day in Cortona.

The piazza is an ongoing party.

And everyone is invited.

Clichés converge at this navel of the
world. You almost want to laugh.

But you can't help feeling that these
Italians know more about having fun than

we do.

I eat a hot grape from the market.

And the violet sweetness breaks open in
my mouth.

It even smells purple.

I wish I could stay here longer, but the
bell of the Campanile reminds me of

time. Ding, ding, dong.

The bell says instead of ding, dong.

I wish you were here.

Love.

Rodney.

It even smells like purple.

My mom will never believe that I wrote
this.

Keep it.

Ding, dang, dong goes the bell.

I'm sorry.

Bramasole. Bramasole.

From Bramare, Triampo, and Sole Cusone.

It's a nice little villa. Rather undone,
but redeemable.

Are you going to buy it?

No, no, no, no.

I'm just a tourist.

Here for the day.

So?

Well, I mean, who wouldn't want to buy a
villa in Tuscany?

But, uh, the way my life is going.

That would be a terrible idea.

Terrible idea.

And she does love this.

Sorry, everybody.

I'm scheduled to stop.

Hello Hello

Excuse me.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Be excused. Yes,

I thought the house was for sale. I
didn't make an appointment. The house is

sale. But unfortunately, someone is
already buying.

We like it very much and we will buy it
today.

Very good.

One moment, please.

Excuse me.

Call me.

I'm sorry.

I'm afraid there has been a change in
the price.

It is now 20 million lire more
expensive.

Why? It didn't get more valuable in the
last five minutes.

The contestant feels that she has had
too little since she agreed to buy it.

That logic is absurd.

What is the price?

Are you bidding against us?

Wait. We accept the new price.

The

contestant

says that since there is so much
interest in the house, the price is now

double. Since the last ten seconds. You
greedy Americans.

You think you're so entitled you'll ruin
everything.

A lot of us feel really badly about
that.

Is it

really double the price?

I can't pay double the price.

But...

Please tell Contessa that this is what I
got from my house recently in dollars.

Minus the work on the place.

Hammers, buckets.

Men.

Chocolate.

And a rental car to drive off a cliff
when it all turns out to have been a

terrible mistake.

That's what I can do.

Senora, you've not even seen the house.

Well... Well, I...

I can't go back to San Francisco.

No.

No. I'm sorry, Senora.

The contestant's family have lived here
for generations, so understandably it is

very difficult for her to sell.

Money is not the only issue. She
needs... Un segno di Dio. Un segno. A

I understand. I believe in signs, too.

Well, thank you.

Oh, please.

In Italy, what happened to you just

now is a very good sign.

First, we open an account for you. Then
you transfer the money.

Here is the legal description of the
land. Two oxen, two days.

It's old -fashioned. The legal
description.

The land is measured by how long it
would take two oxen to plow it.

Oh, oh, that makes sense.

Just like that?

Before I fill out all the forms or the
money's been transferred?

It's a house, not a bed, though.

What are you going to do, steal it?

Besides, Signor Martini likes you.

Okay. We'll take care of the rest later.

Normale.

Normale? Normale.

Normale.

I have bought a house in a foreign
country.

A house and the land, it takes two oxen
two days to plow.

Not having a plow or an ox, I'll have to
take their word on that.

Buyer's remorse is a very common
affliction among new homeowners.

Just because you have an acid stomach.

And a sudden urge to weep, that doesn't
mean you made a mistake.

Everybody knows old houses have their
quirks.

Especially 300 -year -old houses.

I have inherited 10 ,000 empty wine
bottles.

One grape.

Every issue of La Naciona printed in
1958.

And assorted previous tenants.

The trick to overcoming buyer's remorse
is to have a plan.

Pick one room and make it yours.

Go slowly through the house.

Be polite.

Introduce yourself so it can introduce
itself to you.

You did what?

Frances, what a house in Tuscany.

And you're going to live there alone?

I'm not there alone. I'm there with Bug.

Ew. How's the belly? It's growing.

It's good. I can't believe you did this.

Did you already sign?

Yes.

Why?

What, you think I shouldn't have?

Are you telling me that I made a
mistake?

I don't know. Did you?

Well, I don't know. I mean, you're the
one who made the empty shell person

standing at the crossroads speech.

Oh, yeah, that was me.

Okay. Wow.

So you bought a villa in Tuscany.

What's the place like?

It needs a little work. Well, who's
going to do it?

I am. You are?

I guess I never realized you were so
handy. I can do things, you know.

Remember I fixed that drain?

The drain in your kitchen?

No, that was me.

I handed you the rubber thingy. The
plunger?

That was Tom.

I can't believe it. Why?

Why did you just say his name?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I forgot. I'm sorry. I can
make this work. You know, I...

Of course I didn't mean I was going to
do all the work myself.

I'm in Italy. I can hire the muscular
descendants of Roman gods to do the

lifting. Yeah, right. Just supervise.
Tell them what to do.

So have you met him yet?

Uh, who?

The guy you're going to meet.

Patty, please.

You know what? It's starting to rain
here a little bit. Huh? Do I think I

to go now?

Wait, Fran. I want you to kiss the belly
for me, okay?

Fran, I... Bye -bye.

Can you star 69 Italy?

No.

Duh duh duh

Thank you.

I survived the storm.

I'm alive, but the washing machine is
dead.

Yes, it was electrocuted.

I'm happy to see that you are not.

You, uh... You came to check on me?

You're meeting the contractors today,
and I came to help you.

I believe one of them is already here.

Here?

About this.

I was hoping to take this wall down, so
you turn these small rooms into one big

room. Oh, wonderful.

You should have been an architect. You
have an excellent taste.

So, do you think it can be done?

Hitting pipes a week.

The bathrooms, three days.

Signora, give me the keys of this place,
and in one month I will give you back

the keys to your apartment.

Ciao, ciao.

Just leave it to me.

He says he fixed it himself many years
ago.

Really?

Oh, you want to see the rest of the
house?

Okay. Yes, yes.

It's important for the structure of the
garden.

Oh, yes.

Buongiorno. Hello, miss.

We are not Italian.

We are from Polonia. Poland?

Oh. Do you all speak English?

Only me. And only a little.

I am Pavel. Oh, Pavel.

Nice to meet you.

Buongiorno.

I know his mother. If he does a bad job,
it's... Well, then.

Okay, yes.

Okay, yes.

Yes, yes.

Okay.

Deep breath. No problem.

Dino?

Oh, God.

Kurwa mac.

Kurwa mac means holy shit in Polish. I
learned that that day.

The fact that I'm trying to speak Polish
in Italy is just one of the many

surprises around here.

Is he a licensed electrician? No, he's a
licensed literatura professor.

Just watch me wash.

I like him.

Just watch me wash.

It is only natural that getting to know
people should take some time.

Every day I watch for the old man with
the flowers.

And I wonder...

Was he born here?

Did he love someone here?

Did he lose someone here?

He doesn't seem as curious about me, but
that's all right.

These days, I'm something of a loner
myself.

I'm pretty good at staying entertained.

Mostly I like to hang out at a little
bar I know, conveniently located in my

backyard.

Fortunately, there are some things here
you just can't do alone.

It's my neighbor, Placido, who's
teaching me about olives.

Today is okay, but never pick when it's
wet, eh?

These look good.

Oh!

Oh, my God.

Francesca, are you busy tonight?

No.

Then come to dinner.

It's unhealthy to eat alone.

Ah, si, grazie.

Grazie, grazie.

Basta, mamma. Non puoi finire.

Si, ok.

Of course, it's fine.

Mamma, mamma, ora.

Niente, è che mia nonna è molto
sensibile e piange tutto il giorno.

Are we celebrating something in
particular tonight?

Gratitude to the saints for saving us
from traps, mad dogs and glandular

disorders.

I suppose

it wasn't such a terrible idea after
all, by and large.

Are you up there all alone?

No lord and master, no consort?

No.

Do you have one? One?

I knew this would happen.

Remember? Don't blame me. I told him not
to get her that computer.

She got an email, love her.

You see?

From Ecuador.

Finally, she had to tell him her age.

And now?

Amore.

Terribile, eh?

Nobile, eh?

You shouldn't need them.

Celebes?

Celebes? Celebes?

No,

I mean... Well, actually,

I have to admit, it has been a while.

Celebes in Italian means single.

He's not asking when you laughed at
Beck.

He's asking whether or not you're
married.

Thank you.

No, I'm not.

He is.

Oh, my God.

I feel like such an idiot. Don't.
Flirting's a ritual in Italy. Just enjoy

Taste this. It's gorgeous.

How do you do it? Do what?

This.

Well?

How to make me happy.

And ice cream.

Ice cream changed my fate.

It was because of ice cream that my
beloved Befe discovered me. Befe?

You're my true.

Who?

Federico, darling.

Bellini? He discovered me in a Piazza
Navona with my parents eating an ice

cream. I was gobbling it down, letting
it run all over my chin because I was

very hungry.

Do you like ice cream here?

I didn't know who he was.

I was 16.

You are my imagination come to life, he
told me.

He wasn't just a great director. He gave
great advice.

I'm listening.

Baby said you have to live very clean in
many directions Never lose

your childish enthusiasm and things will
come your way

So

now I was getting posthumous advice from
eel maestro And I tried to follow it by

pulling Ivy spherically and with
childish enthusiasm

Did you look under the bed?

Did you look under the pillow?

It's a joke.

Maybe he moved out already.

You know, snakes are famous for changing
their minds.

What am I doing here all by myself?

Don't you think it's strange?

Me in this big house.

Do you know what the most surprising
thing about divorce is?

It doesn't actually kill you.

Like a bullet to the heart or a head -on
car wreck.

It should.

When someone you've promised to cherish
till death do you part says, I never

loved you, it should kill you instantly.

You shouldn't have to wake up day after
day after them.

that, trying to understand how in the
world he didn't know.

The light just never went on, you know.
I must have known, of course, but

I was too scared to say the truth.

And fear just makes you so stupid.

No, it's not stupid, senora, miss.

Love is blind.

Yeah, we have that saying, too.

Everybody has that saying, because...

It's true everywhere.

I don't want to be blind anymore.

Besides the three bedrooms, what if
there's never anyone to sleep in them?

And the kitchen, what if there's never
anyone to cook for?

I do. I wake up in the middle of the
night thinking, you idiot. I mean,

the stupidest woman in the world. You
bought a house for a life you don't even

have.

I'm sick of being afraid all the time
and because I don't want things.

I want a wedding in this house.

I want family in this house.

Senora, between Austria and Italy, there
is a section of the Alps called the

Severi.

It is an impossibly steep, very high
part of the mountains.

They built a train track over these Alps
to connect Vienna and Venice.

They built these tracks even before
there was a train in existence that

make the trip.

I think your snake has gone for the
evening.

Yes, I think you're right.

Señora, please, stop being so sad.

If you continue like this, I'll be
forced to make love to you.

And I've never been unfaithful to my
wife.

The train track through the Alps before
there was a train.

Signor Martini wants me to have faith,
something I've never been good at, and

now I'm even worse at since last year.

Not that I don't want faith.

I'm jealous of the believers.

But as a fallen -away Methodist, I do
not expect to emerge from all of this a

Catholic. Although I admit some interior
juggling is going on, to my surprise, I

have become friendly with Mary.

I think it started the night she stood
by me through the storm, knowing full

well I'm not a Catholic.

Yet somehow she seems more like Mary, my
favorite aunt, than Santa Maria.

Aunt Mary is everywhere here. Her calm
presence assuring us that all things

go on as they have before.

This is my wife, Lara.

My daughter,

Stella.

Stella.

I thought

I might see you, so I smorgasbord you.

It is San Lorenzo.

He is the patron saint of cooks.

Apparently he was martyred on a grill
and feared until he said, oh, turn me

over, I'm done on this side. No!

And now you're the favorite Santa chef.

I think if you pray to him, he will help
you find some of the good for you.

Thank you for everything.

Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas.

My prayers to San Lorenzo were quickly
answered.

I realized I already had someone to cook
for.

Plenty of someone.

Are you ready

to try again? No!

I think I'll come back another time.
Why?

You don't bother me.

Francis.

This is Stephen.

He's an art student from Macedonia. He's
staying with me while he's studying the

Tuscan light.

More vino, darling.

It's not bad.

It's not good either.

Look, I'm going to go, but I'll come
back another time. Oh, you're so boring.

What? I said you're boring.

Look at you.

You're sad.

Again.

You're like a big black hole.

Excuse me, but I... Freddie always said
regrets are a waste of time.

They're the past crippling you in the
present. I just...

I just got here. I just walked in the
door. How are you ever going to be happy

if you keep wallowing?

Listen.

When I was a little girl, I used to
spend hours looking for ladybugs.

Finally, I just give up and fall asleep
in the grass.

When I woke up, they were crawling all
over me.

So?

So, go work on your house and forget
about it.

I'm going!

Work on the house and forget about it.

Gee, why hadn't I thought of that?

There comes a time in every remodeler's
life when one just doesn't want any more

helpful advice.

There comes a time when you no longer
want shaky guys staring at you thinking

God knows what, whispering things in
Polish you're really, really glad you

understand.

I mean there's only so much of that you
can take before there comes a time when

you really just have to get out.

Hilarious Bye

You said you were going to meet me. I've
been looking for 20 minutes. What am I

going to do with you? Wait, who are you?
I'm sure.

Miss Musia, thank you.

Wait, you just keep me and now you're
going?

Yes.

I'm sorry.

Okay.

You are too late.

Sorry? I've already found somebody else.

My loss.

Um,

I was wondering if you'd help me. I'm
trying to find an antique store that

replacement parts for a chandelier.

Chandelier.

Vetreria. Vetreria. Vetreria. Okay.

Via della Chiesa Nuova.

Ah, si, Via della Chiesa Nuova. Si.

You know it? No.

But I know where there is another store.
My cousin owns one.

Your cousin owns it in Syria? Yes.

Antiques. How far? Well, three hours.

Two if I drive fast.

Two hours.

Okay. One.

If I drive really, really, really fast.

That's very nice.

But thank you. No.

I know.

You think maybe...

I'm just trying to pull you up. Pull me
up?

Pick me up.

Pick me up.

Yes, there is that chance.

But you are the one who grabbed me and
pretend I'm your husband.

You're probably one of those crazy
American women like Charlie's Angels.

maybe you are going to come to me in the
head and steal my car.

But I'm willing to take the chance.

You're willing.

What is your name?

Of course it is.

Do traffic lights mean anything around
here?

Oh, sure.

Green light, avanti, avanti. Avanti.
Yellow light, decorate.

And what about red light?

Why am I not surprised?

We are a family.

I work here, and I live there, above my
cousin's antique store.

Did you ever taste it?

What is that?

It's limoncello. We made it.

You made it? Yeah.

We take the lemon, and we take off the
skin of the lemon, and we put it in the

bottle with three quarters of alcohol
and one quarter of sugar.

And you put the skin of the lemon in the
bottle

and you leave it until it's the right
color.

And forget the rest.

But try.

Do you like it? I like it.

My nephew.

Yeah.

Ciao! Ah, piccolino!

Cosa?

Veramente?

He says, take me home with you.

Oh, he does, does he?

Exactamente.

Ciao, people.

Ciao. Ciao.

I run into you in the street in Rome,
and now we're here.

Didn't you have some plans today? Didn't
you have something you had to do?

So what?

If you smash into something good, you
should hold on until it's

time to let go.

Now's not the time.

Not in my opinion.

No.

You have beautiful eyes, Francesca.

I wish I could swim inside them.

What?

That's exactly what American women think
Italian men say.

Thank you.

Hello, I'm sorry.

You know, I was married for a long time.

Since then, there hasn't been anybody.

Would you like to help me change that?

You're asking me to sleep with you?

Yes.

That is exactly the kind of thing.

We tell a man things an American
wouldn't say.

Yeah.

You honor me with your honor.

I'm going to make love all over again.

What do you have there?

La gola. Mm -hmm.

And this?

El capizolo.

Capizolo. Uh -huh.

And this?

Exhausting.

Exhausting? Exhausting.

At least for the next five minutes.

Okay.

Okay.

Me too.

It's terrible that you both have been in
Cortona.

Why?

Because it's not in Positano.

And I am.

You have to promise to come back here.

Promise me.

When?

Can you come this weekend?

You think so?

You think so?

You think so?

Buongiorno. Buongiorno.

Do I still look sad to you?

No.

Ladybugs, Catherine.

Lots and lots of ladybugs.

Love. When do you see him again?

Tomorrow.

I would have told you I was coming, but
you would have talked me out of flying.

What?

I gotta go pee.

Oh, Justin.

Say this.

Tell me there's a baby in there. Mm
-hmm.

There's a baby in there.

Right.

I'm with you.

Oh, Jesus.

So, what's it like having one of these
in Cortona?

I hear the town midwife's pretty good.

She put the knife under the bed to cut
the pain.

Florence is an hour away.

You're going to be delivering this baby
in a hospital gown designed by Armani.

She ran out on me.

She said she realized.

She didn't want to be a mother after
all.

How about next weekend?

Okay, well, how about the one after
that?

No, of course I understand.

I won't forget you.

I think a lot about you, too.

Okay. Well, until then... Bye.

There's something strange about these
trees.

It's like they know.

And they know that we know that they
know. They're creepy.

Creepy Italian trees.

The baby's going to like them because
it's going to be a creepy Italian baby

goes around saying, Ciao, Mama, and
doing that backward hand wave thing.

Life is strange.

Where were you going when I arrived?

Nowhere important.

What's he like?

He's a creepy Italian.

Let's go see him.

I will.

I'm going to spend time with my creepy
American friend.

She used to screw up your love life.

Don't be ridiculous, Patty.

You are my love life.

There's hot water in the toilet bowl.

Oh, my God.

That's close to boiling.

They must have crossed a pipe somewhere.

Oh, God, this is really bad, isn't it?

Well, it's not good.

Unless you want to give your ass a
facial.

That's a contradiction in terms.

I guess I'd be more of an astral.

Okay, let's go. Come, come, come, come,
come.

I'm sorry, Francis.

Sorry.

We have nowhere else to go to be
together. What does that make me?

Saint Francesca?

Patron saint of horny teenagers?

Pavel, you were doing it in my bed.

I don't even do it in my bed.

Please, Francesca, help us.

My father don't let us see each other
because he is not Italian. Maybe it's

because he thinks you're young and you
shouldn't be. It's because I'm Polish.

It will be terrible if we are not
together.

Did you

say assassinate? Did she say that you
were going to assassinate

somebody? No, she misunderstands.

I didn't say amor.

I didn't say assassino.

I said I'm going to ask Nino.

For money.

To help us get married.

Oh, Nino.

I didn't understand.

Married? You barely understand what the
other one is saying.

We are in love.

And I go with him this weekend.

To the flag throwing festival.

I am going to throw the flag.

Throw the flag?

Why?

Because I can do it as good as any
Italian man.

That's why.

And her father will see.

Francesca?

Francesca? My father.

Francesca. I thought you were high.

My daughter says you are taking her to
the festa in Montepulciano.

This is true.

Just a moment, please.

I told him you are taking me there so he
will stay home. I don't want to lie to

your father.

Oh, come on, Frances. Who cares?

Francis, if I am not with her, I will
die of a broken heart.

You won't die.

Great man.

Entitled. Pulling flag.

I've been happy.

Yeah.

What is it about love that makes us so
stupid?

Take the old man with the flowers. Same
deal, every day.

I mean, enough already. Why can't he
just let it go and get over it?

You see, my daughter, she seems so
different.

Really? Oh, Chiara is not herself.

Oh.

Maybe. Do you know what's bothering her?

I don't know.

Hey, Francis.

Look. You can see Bramazole from here.

Si.

Wait a minute.

What? What did he do?

Don't go!

He tried you on yourself, but you are in
a dead zone.

I cannot believe that you let him leave.
He said he couldn't wait. Couldn't

wait?

Why couldn't he wait?

He was on his way to a redstone. He was
nearby and he thought he'd take a shot.

He was very disappointed, okay?

You've got a snail in your ear.

Good. Really? No, get it out.

You have to do it now.

For a couple of weeks.

Oh, my God. He had a dream about me in a
white dress.

A white dress? Holy shit.

Damn it, Patty. Why didn't you make him
wait?

I mean, come on. You're a tough dyke,
you know. You could have tied him to a

chair. You could have crippled him. You
could have faked labor at least.

I wouldn't have had to fake it.

And then do you want a classic choice?

What's her name, Mom?

Alexandra.

Alexandra.

In Italian, the literal translation of
to give birth, dare alla

luce, is to give to the light.

We are finished

Thank you.

I'll cook for you.

Paavo, you too?

Diana's waiting.

Patty?

You want to come with me to town? We
could bring the baby and...

I have to buy a wiper.

Marcello!

Marcello!

Francesca, wait there. I'm coming down.

Francesca.

Look how beautiful you are.

It's incredible to see you.

Every time we made plans, it didn't
happen. So this time I thought I'll just

surprise you. I am surprised.

What brings you to Positano? What brings
me to Positano?

What brings me to Positano?

Marcello!

I came at a bad time.

Francesca, wait, wait, wait.

I'm sorry you're hurt.

What did you expect?

What did I expect?

You came to Brumasole?

You left...

I thought that you... Just a minute,
just a minute. Months ago, we had a

beautiful affair.

If you think I wanted more of you after
that, you're right, because I did, of

course.

You're a fantastic woman, Francesca.

But we were never able to come together
again, even though we tried.

And this sort of thing must come
naturally.

I don't.

There was my friend, and she was going
to have a baby. Yeah, there were many,

many other things.

Important things you had to do.

And you couldn't wait.

Right?

Don't worry, Francesca.

Don't worry.

There's nothing to regret.

Do you regret this?

Francesca!

What's going on here?

He's very good actually.

Is she drunk?

I hope so.

In La Dolce Vita, he goes in and he gets
her.

Master Jan, he goes in and he fishes her
out.

Do you think I make it good, Sylvia?

You were wonderful.

I'm so sorry.

Don't be.

I'm fine now.

There's nothing like a fountain and a
magnum of French champagne to put you

right again.

Really?

What do you think?

You know who I really love the most from
all the films?

Cabiria.

You remember at the end, when another
man has left her in the most terrible

and she thinks it's all over for her.

You're going to see some children
playing in the street, making music.

And before she knows it...

Smiling again.

That's what Fefe always said.

No matter what happens, always keep your
childish

innocence.

It's the most important thing.

You're back?

What happened? How'd it go on our
channel?

I don't want to talk about it.

Chiara's here. She's at the side. She's
in the garden talking with Pavel.

I can't. I can't talk about it now.

Fran.

I want to ask your permission to marry
your daughter. It's nice,

but it's out of the question.

I have come here to ask your...

Permission to marry your daughter. I
will love her forever. And I know that I

will make her happy. All young men say
this.

Sometimes it's true.

Never. Never?

What about you two?

Don't be ridiculous. I hate him half all
the time.

Placido.

Don't you want Chiara to be happy in
love?

Happy, happy.

Happy is about a lot of things.

It's not just about young passion.

This doesn't last, Chiara.

And when it's over, what you will have
left is nothing. He has nothing to offer

you. I have everything to offer her.

Everything.

Pablo, let's go.

Yara! Wait.

Won't you give your blessing?

What if this is it?

The real thing.

A love that lasts forever. What you
describe is only in fairy tales.

So it's not. And how do you know? From
personal experience?

No,

I looked for it and I didn't find it.

But that doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

That's exactly what it means. No one has
had it.

Mama.

He has no family.

I am his family.

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

Adel, receive this ring.

Symbol of my love and my faithfulness.

In the name of the Father, and the Son.

Amen.

Amen.

Amen.

Okay.

Tell me.

I think you've got your wish.

My wish?

That day we looked for you, Snake.

You said to me that you wanted there to
be a wedding here.

And you said you wanted there to be a
family here.

You're right.

I got my wish.

I got everything that I asked for.

You are looking for the American writer
who lives here. And you found her.

There.

Crawling on you.

Ladybug.

Do I, um... Do I know you?

Um, not really.

You reviewed one of my books once. Did I
like it?

Not very much.

Oh, no.

Don't worry. It was, um, by far the very
best bad review I've ever received.

You're kidding.

I'm not.

It's, uh... Helped me get to my next
book.

Anyway, I've been traveling around
Tuscany.

Someone said that you lived up here
and... I'm Ed.

Hi.

Hi.

I'm Frances.

Hi. Hi.

There's a wedding going on between you
and your wedding.

That would have been unfortunate.

They say they built the train tracks
over the Alps between Vienna and Venice

before there was a train that could make
the trip.

They built it anyway.

They knew one day the train would come.

Any arbitrary turning along the way and
I would be elsewhere.

I would be different.

What are four walls, anyway?

They are what they contain.

The house protects the dreamer.

Unthinkably good things can happen.

Even late in the game.

It's such a surprise.