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AUTUMN 1994 - DIVA FUTURA OFFICE

It ate her head...

Did you tell my wife?

Yes, she's coming.

- Let everyone else know, miss.
- Okay.

- Shall we have a funeral?
- Yes.

- With photos.
- Of course.

Oh, no!

Did it eat her head?

It ate her head.

We'll have a funeral?

Hi, we're having a funeral.

With photos.

- All right...
- In an hour.

Let's have a funeral.

Okay... if you want,
we'll be taking photos anyway.

Oh well...

Though our ideas
were defined as bizarre,

scandalous, and immoral,

in reality, any story involving us

ended up on the front pages.

This mysterious mechanism
by which society condemned us

but at the same time dreamt of us,

wanted us,

and acclaimed us.

Two paradoxical sides
of the same coin.

And we really loved astonishing

and scandalizing people.

MOANA POZZI IS DEAD

A SPECIAL GOODBYE TO TINTA

FAREWELL TINTA,
CICCIOLINA'S PYTHON

Growing up, I was constantly bullied.

Virility, aggressiveness,
and the macho man myth,

I never understood any of that.

But women weren't like that.

They were the beautiful part
of the universe.

Dad, what are you doing?

Their bodies, their shapes,

I never considered them
something dirty to be hidden.

Though everything
was censored at that time,

my father made a great effort
to educate me.

These beautiful creatures
were so free.

They all looked distinct and different

when they came out of their rooms.

For the ancient Greeks,
nudity was the ideal.

It represented autonomy and freedom.

We have to confiscate all of these.

But I paid for them.

You can't sell these magazines
next to the Christian Democrat HQ.

But why should they decide
what I can or can't read?

The police should be dealing
with more important things,

not confiscating your magazine.

Why do they confiscate beauty?

Exactly.

The thing is,
we live in a sea of assholes.

Who are you?

Riccardo Schicchi.

- And how old are you?
- 12.

You have vision, kid.

You can come and look at
the magazine whenever you want.

Then, later on,
we'll discuss your future.

Schicchi, you say? I like you.

I had a gift.

I could spot a diva at first glance.

And even if I was never an Adonis,

for some mysterious reason,
women always liked me...

Miss, I'd like to make your acquaintance,
if you'll allow me.

a lot.

We became inseparable.
We were spontaneous.

Full of dreams.

And as paradoxical as it sounds,
we were pure.

We decided to change
the nation's morality,

and to our surprise
we discovered people were ready.

A new phenomenon in social mores.

Her name is Cicciolina
and she loves surprising her audience

by appearing bare-skinned.

You're a kind of social worker,
so to speak.

A missionary of love,
which is different.

If there's no love in the world,
nothing will ever get done.

Listen, Mr. Schicchi,
you're a kind of Guglielmo Marconi

who invented a type of radio
with this young lady.

Since this type of radio program

wasn't being made,

and I had access to free wavelengths,

we decided to use them,
can you blame us?

Here we are again with Radio Luna.

You, do you want to sleep with me?

Chubby wubby...

You can ask me anything you want.

Have a seat, Ilona.

Your Honor,
life is made up of peculiar characters.

And this one here
is in the news: Ilona Staller.

- Cicciolina.
- You know her?

You didn't know Amanda Lear
but you know her!

Don't look at her so severely.

Not severely, but with disgust.

With disgust, no... she's beautiful.

Ilona was a breath
of irreverent fresh air.

A magnetic stream of energy,

desire and vitality
flowed around her.

But then we started getting arrested
regularly by the police,

often ridiculous numbers of them,

for offenses against public decency.

The result was:
TV broadcasts were cut,

magazines were censored,
and performances were cancelled.

We had to find a solution, an idea.

Yes, I understand. You talk and talk
but then shy away from adult films.

Come with me.

We'll form a partnership.

I wasn't convinced.

You make the films and I'll screen them.

But since we'd chosen to be
the defenders of sexual freedom,

it was hard to escape
the increasing pressure.

Porn is the future.

She was a hit.

SOLD OUT

Ilona became a "porn star",
a term that didn't exist,

yours truly invented it.

Ilona was the first public figure

who, with the same face and body,
could be in family magazines

and porn productions.

We founded the first Italian
talent agency for porn.

I called them
"artists without limits".

Photo.

But that wasn't enough,
we also created the Love Party.

She's known as Cicciolina.

As of today,
Ilona Staller is a Congresswoman

for the Radical Party
with over 20,000 votes.

Moana's ready.

Our relationship
lasted another 18 years.

But we kept it secret.

Riccardo knew Cicciolina
couldn't belong to one man,

she had to be everyone's.

But like all good things,
it had to come to an end.

She fell in love
with a famous contemporary artist.

When they got married,

I booked a hotel room
overlooking the church

and I watched her
leave happily with him.

And as often happens in stressful
moments, I had a diabetic attack.

Leave.

Fine, leave.

Stay.

I met her a few years earlier.

Despite the skepticism of many,
I believed in her from the start.

Simply because
she believed in herself.

I was always a fervent exhibitionist.

People looking at my body
always made me feel good.

I had many lovers,

always.

And at the same time
there was always an official boyfriend.

Builders,

industrialists,

jewelers,

powerful politicians.

Very powerful.

I always enjoyed sex.

As long as I chose.

- Good morning.
- Come in.

Follow me.

Before getting into porn,
I wanted to become a famous actress.

The auditions are in here.

I did a lot of auditions for so-called
institutional cinema.

For great producers,
important directors,

internationally renowned auteurs.

But once in that room,
everyone did the same thing.

And when I say everyone,
I mean everyone.

Then came the first porn film.

I did it out of curiosity,
I saw no harm in it.

I was working in TV then
and got fired.

You can't make adult films
and work on a children's show!

The greatest paradox is that,
unlike cinema and TV,

I was never molested in porn.

Moana, sorry, they're asking
if you have your blood tests.

Of course.

And the boys were all young,
cute, and tested.

The universe is a point of view.

Everyone has their own.

I like everything that's unusual,

outside the box.

Then I met Riccardo Schicchi.

No one else
could create icons like he did.

In fact, everyone wanted
to work with Riccardo.

Idea! "Mundial Sex:
Cicciolina and Moana World Cup".

You destroy the other teams
by making love to them.

And Italy wins the World Cup.

Italy lacks healthy patriotism.

Italy lacks many things.

- We start with the goalie.
- You're a genius.

Don't get carried away.

Among the initiatives for the World Cup
there's also a porn film

starring Moana Pozzi.

Moana Pozzi!

She was intelligent,

elegant, elusive.

What are you modest about?

What would you never do?

Reveal my feelings to people

with whom I'm not intimate.

She had so much class

you sometimes wondered
what she was doing there.

or reveal my feelings to just anyone

or to friends who are superficial.

There was something impermeable,

something she never revealed to anyone.

Why'd she go to America?

Something that made her
want to get far away from herself

and bottom out when necessary.

Without protection,
with stray actors from the streets.

Is that normal?

Not saying anything? You're here
drinking the coffee I buy you.

Great, you kept quiet.

You just kept quiet.

- Shame on you...
- Mr. Schicchi?

- The world...
- Good morning.

- Moana.
- May I?

You must.

There have always been
so many rumors about me,

but nobody knew about the malaise
that was eating away at me.

Do not disturb us for any reason.

Pretend you're working...
since I am paying you.

I took the truth away with me.

He may not be a genius,
but he's a producer.

Marietto's a loan shark,
not a producer.

He's offering me four films.

You could make a film
every three years and earn plenty.

- I have TV shows, ads...
- I'll get 400 million in four weeks.

Can you match that?

No.

But anyone who works with me
stays beautiful forever.

But you'll go to America
and become short and fat.

And dumb. For real!

From the hormones in meat.

They've done studies, for real.

Those hormones make you dumb and short.

You're selling yourself short.

I'm worried.

- Don't worry!
- Why go to America?

It was fine, I swear.

I even met a guy

who's nice and very young.

What about the very old one?
The lawyer.

Never mind.

You wonder why I focus on money

because money is real.

It's there, it's concrete.

But not people...

I'll do the shows.

Whatever you want.

But I'm signing the contract
for the four films.

Moana

you could do anything.

Anyth...

All right.

Yes, very pleasant.

May-June is fine.

I speak English and French.

Some Spanish as well.

My written French is better.

And your dream?

- My dream?
- What's your dream?

- I don't know.
- You're very shy.

No.

- You're very shy.
- No, not really.

- I mean, I don't know...
- Miss

no one is important enough
to make you feel intimidated.

Remember that.

My dream is to be a journalist.

Nice.

Never forget that.

I need to give myself an insulin shot.

I shouldn't eat cake
but it's my favorite dessert.

- Wait here.
- Yes.

I was desperate,

with a mortgage on my back
and recently unemployed.

I came from a small town near Rome.

Mother housewife and father in retail.

Normality catapulted
into a world of excess.

Only during the job interview
did I realize what this was all about.

- Did you notice?
- No.

No? They're all staring at you.

Because they think
you're one of my artists.

This is a good sign, miss.

It's much more difficult to find
a good secretary than a good actress.

Which is why I'll pay 2.5 million.

- 2.5 million?
- Exactly.

- Are you good with cats?
- Cats?

It's fundamental.

- Well, yes.
- You need to make headlines for us.

- Of course.
- We need headlines.

- I'll take your bag.
- Thank you.

You take mine.

Let's go to my office.

Your office?
Isn't it closed on Saturdays?

- It's mine, I open it when I want.
- Actually, I have an appointment.

Having been harassed
in almost every previous job,

in the temple of disinhibition
I expected that to be repeated

and even legitimized.

Moana's on the fourth floor
and Ilona Staller's above her.

Moana's not here, know why?
She's in America, in New York.

- Have you ever been there?
- No.

I live here, next to the office
and this is the photo studio.

Are we going to your home
or the office?

Come in, miss.

Down there is a small apartment

we use to host the girls from Hungary.

It's small but nice.

The carpet's new,
so clean you could sleep on it.

Come. You said you like cats, right?

- Yes, I like them.
- This is very important.

Because we have 23.

The canned food is up there,

and the kibble is in the big boxes.

The white one gets codfish,
she has a weak stomach.

Keys?

Coat?

- Coat, miss!
- Here.

Watch my shoulder.

- Keys.
- Got them.

Thank you.

See you tomorrow here in my office.

Close the door behind you,
I'll lock up after.

Your trial period starts Monday
at 9:00 sharp.

- Don't worry, I'll do it.
- Thank you!

Diva Futura?

Open the door, miss!

What?

- Open the door!
- Right.

- It's a beautiful sunny day.
- Mercedes is in your office.

You're smoking?

- Three rules: No smoking, no drugs...
- It should be illegal to ban smoking!

- For fuck's sake!
- And no swearing. You're smoking.

Smoking kills
and science will prove me right.

- My aunt smokes 2 packs...
- Who cares about your aunt!

No smoking in my agency!

- Your aunt's irrelevant!
- That's it, I'm fed up, I'm leaving.

As if I don't know
why you're leaving.

You're coming back, right?

Schicchi's partner lost a briefcase
with ten million in it!

He says he left it here,
but it's gone.

I have to do everything now?

And lo and behold, a fortnight later
she shows up with new boobs.

Am I on my own?

- Did she leave?
- Coming!

- In 20 minutes, come and call me.
- Okay.

The desk with the view is yours.

Welcome!

- Bye, Riccardo.
- May I? Goodbye, Mercedes.

They called from that show
I was telling you about.

There's a housewife who prostitutes
herself without her husband knowing.

- But she cancelled the interview.
- I never made love to her.

We're a couple but never make love.

Me, after 20 years of sexual revolution,

punished with chastity.

Mr. Schicchi, I got the slime

and the octopus that lights up.

Nice. And the water guns?

- Ah, yes.
- They're fundamental.

The show...

- How many are there?
- I got two.

- Two's not enough.
- I'll get more.

- The show asked us for a girl.
- Okay.

They'll be interviewed
with their faces covered.

- Huh, "faces covered"?!
- Yes.

- They're not going to be extras.
- They'll pay two million.

They can pay whatever they want.

I'm not putting my artists on TV
in balaclavas, no way.

Our artists should be exalted,
not humiliated.

Faces covered...
as if they were mobsters!

- I'm surprised at you.
- You're right, I wasn't thinking.

- You have to think!
- I'll call them.

- Oh, miss!
- Yes?

Did you feed Tinta?

- Tinta?
- Yes.

Tinta's lunch is on Patrizia's desk.

You'll recognize it because it jumps.

Tinta's lunch?

- Who's Tinta?
- The python.

In the green room.

Of course.

We breaking for lunch now

but Mr. Schicchi handles the contracts.

You could've told me it was a quail.

Sorry, but I have to fire you.

- You're really not suitable.
- No, but why?

You can't even find a girl
for the interview.

- You told me not to!
- But they're paying two million!

- Do you realize?
- Yes.

You're too soft, you're not up to it.
You're too polite.

You don't have what it takes,
find something more suited to you.

I can't find my keys.

I'll find a girl instead
of the housewife for the interview.

I'm sick of fetching your keys,
I'm not driving hours to get them.

And I want to discuss rearranging
some things that don't work here,

reorganizing the office.

Whenever you want, we can discuss it.

You deal with the shows
and performances.

And we'll discuss what you want
at your convenience.

Shall we have lunch together?

See you later.

I kept telling myself
I wanted to be a journalist

and this was just a temporary job,

but that world overturned
my expectations every day.

Patrizia's here with us.

I stayed there for ten long years

and I learned everything that helped me
survive and stand up for myself.

Ma'am, why do you prostitute yourself?

You know, I buy purses,

and shoes and...

Yes... I do it.

- May I?
- Yes, hello.

You can leave it there.

On the chair.

There are four costumes.
Two elves and two fairies, they told me.

Sign here, please.

- Okay, thank you.
- Sorry! Thanks and goodbye.

Do they know at home?
Did you ask your parents?

What if you have a child one day?
Have you considered the consequences?

You need to be 100% sure.

- Porn isn't...
- Maybe I'll think it over.

You're young,
you have time to think it over.

- Thank you.
- We're always here.

Goodbye.

If she's a scientist,
she should be a scientist.

- Three things...
- Go.

Today's shoot is confirmed,
two men and two women.

- Three men and three women.
- No, you said two.

- No, have you read the script?
- Yes.

We need at least three men...

- Okay, so we need two.
- Yes.

Then the sex line recordings...

- Yes?
- This is new and interesting.

For the recording of Moana
they'll pay 200 million.

- How much?
- 200.

- Do it! Don't even ask me!
- Perfect.

Another thing for Mrs. Pozzi,
Schifano sent a painting.

I think it's a portrait of Mrs. Pozzi.

- And De Crescenzo sent something too.
- It must be a book.

- Schifano's very important though.
- Mr. Schicchi, about Mercedes...

- Miss, mind your own business.
- But the contract...

There's a heart in here.
She's not answering my calls.

I'll call her.

- What's your name?
- Sofia.

Who's Schicchi?

Mom...

- Who's Schicchi?
- Who's Schicchi?

- Welcome...
- Knock it off, please.

I'm Debora's mother.

I want you to know this girl
isn't some stray off the street.

- She has a family.
- I never doubted that.

I'm keeping an eye on you,
Mr. Schicchi.

Come on, Mom...
everyone is here to work.

- You call this work?
- Mom, it's temporary...

- Is it my turn yet?
- One moment, wait, please.

- Be patient.
- I'll see you later.

It's temporary.

A great mom.

- A great mom.
- Peculiar, but

a great mom.

Yes, it's important
to have a great mom behind you.

- Is she gone?
- Yes.

All right...

I still remember when I first saw him...

He had this sort
of empathy about him.

He was always smiling but observing,
as if to understand you,

to see inside you.

Mr. Schicchi, the flowers...

He courted me for almost eight months.

At one point I thought
he just wanted to be friends.

But he was a romantic.

The racket, miss.

Quick, the sun's going.

He wasn't exactly a sex symbol.

He was thin, unathletic,
and hardly in good shape.

But he was the kindest man
I'd ever met.

There was an innocence about him,
an almost childlike enthusiasm.

A love island,

where you can make love
without taboos, without any hassles.

I want to make a love island.

Do you understand me? No?

But you believe me.

Gently.
Pull his hair.

Marcellina...

The phone, miss.

It's distracting, go and answer it!

- You should've already answered it.
- The pasta's ready.

We're filming.

But I'm hungry.

- We'll finish the scene and then...
- We've been here for five hours.

A little break?

If Marcellina's hungry,
we'll take a break.

You're incompetent,

you're always in frame.

You're a bungler!

Lock ten people in a room
and film them constantly.

While they sleep,
while they make love...

Why would anyone care about that?

- Who would watch that?
- You'd watch it.

I don't watch TV.

- What if they want to fuck?
- It's entertainment.

- You film them all the time?
- Yes.

- I'd let them film me.
- And like you, lots of others.

Would you watch it?

I want to do it!

Marcellina's right.

It would be a worldwide success.

He knew how to dream big.

And no one had ever managed
to make me laugh so much.

Eva, don't listen to them

they don't understand me.

I've had them for three seasons.

If I'm careful this summer,
they'll last through next winter too.

- Tomorrow we're going shoe shopping.
- No.

I had the distinct feeling
I'd found the key to my existence.

I just had to let myself go.

What I didn't know yet
was that I'd just met the man

who would love me
more than anyone else in my life.

After a few weeks,
a two-year-old girl showed up,

blonde, pesky, adorable.

Mercedes. For everyone, "Memi".

Here's Daddy.

Miss, haven't you met?

This is my daughter.

I had

a liaison with Eva
a couple of years ago.

At the beach.

She's my daughter, miss.

I'll make Eva famous,
I have a list of shows in mind for her.

- Shall we call them now?
- No, I'll deal with it.

Book every slot at "Fans Club" for her.

Eva's never going to make films.

Huh?

She's not doing porn.

Eva doesn't do porn.

I want you to know...

- Everyone needs to know.
- All right.

Eva doesn't do...

These need to be printed,
they're slides.

- We'll make little cards.
- Okay.

- Like 200?
- No, 2,000 or 3,000. Not 200!

I need the Santa Claus costume.

The one in the studio.

Right

the costume's been used.

Get it cleaned... for the 25th.

Daddy will be right back.
Wait here.

Mama Bear,

you need to promise me
that you'll never tell Memi.

I'm not her father.

Also because
I really feel like I am her father.

Yes.

Maybe we should make a brother
or sister to keep her company.

Yes.

Maybe we should also get married
at this point.

For Memi.

But we have to go and ask my parents.

- In Hungary that's the tradition.
- We'll go to Hungary and ask them.

We'll go wherever you want.

Father Mauro.

Don't be shocked, miss.

They're some of our best customers.

You remember Pussycat?

He's dated one for two years.

- A handsome guy.
- Really?

Two years isn't a short time,
not at all.

Not at all.

You were unbelievable, Eva.

You have to make a film.

Forget about films.

You'd become famous.

- She's already famous.
- You'd be rich.

Buy a Mercedes, like Moana.

Don't listen to him, he's nasty.

Don't listen to him, Eva.

Don't listen to him.

I'm baffled...
should I consider you

a woman or some flammable
and non-biodegradable material?

By now, your parents
can only recognize you by your voice.

Let's be honest about
what you looked like.

I wanted to show how nowadays,
with science and technology,

you can completely...
- Everyone knows that.

- Let's show them.
- I also published a book.

I published a book
called "Moana's Philosophy",

with photos from when I was born.

We'll show those who haven't bought it.

I'm also worried
about landslides or an overflow.

There's no telling what might happen
with all that silicone.

- No, come on.
- Show the photos.

Look at these.

Let's see what Moana looked like
before and after.

- This is "Novella 2000", I think.
- Yes, exactly.

So, all you ugly girls have
a chance of becoming porn stars.

- I'll let you be mean, no problem.
- A remarkable transformation.

See this?

And now we'll hear from
Dr. Marco Gasparotti,

a doctor, a plastic surgeon...

- I don't understand.
- I'm done with porn, Marietto.

I'll finish the contracted films
and that's it.

I want to do something else.

Have you completely lost your mind?

Let's hear it,
what do you hope to do?

Well, porn holds me back.

I tried to write,
but people don't take me seriously.

I want to do something else,
I know I can do something else.

Who put this shit in your head?
Him?

Your idiot husband?

Antonio has never pressured me.

Know how much money
I'd be giving up?

Know how much money
I'd be giving up with you?

You did porn!

When you do porn,
you're a porn actress, the end!

You want to make normal films,

but when people look at you
they only think about your pussy!

It's true,
but you wanna do something else!

Hold on! Who the fuck
do you think you are, you bitch?!

Moana!

Damn whore.

- Hello.
- Hi, Deb.

Hello. You are...?

Mary.

Mr. Schicchi told me to wait here.

Excuse me a moment.

- The girl at my desk...
- I can't.

Miss... what are you wearing?

- Eva gave them to me.
- All right, come in.

This is Marcellina's audition
for the sex line.

Come here, stud.

Yes, that's how I like it!

Do you like it?

Wanna put your finger up my ass?

You're good, Marcellina.

- Very good.
- Really?

It's graceful, balanced,
and never rhetorical.

Absolutely.

- And she never likes anything.
- Never.

I thought it was good too,
but I wanted to hear what you thought.

- You have talent, well done.
- Riccardo, you're number one.

- I put my whole heart into this.
- You can tell.

I'm really happy.

All right...

Now we can arrange
some dates at the club,

I'm getting my calves done
in a month or so.

- Wanna write that down?
- Sure thing.

- Well, I'm off, then.
- Yes.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye.

- Bye, Marcellina. Well done.
- Bye.

A disaster.

Poor thing, what a disaster.

That soccer player boyfriend
is ruining her.

And I don't think
she needs to get her calves done.

No. Let's put her in the shows.

We'll help her out.

Oh, Mr. Schicchi,
that girl at my desk, Mary...

I had her come from Milan,
she needs help too.

- She's 18, we'll look after her.
- Why?

She's a perforated Smurf.

I'm entrusting her to you.
No films, I mean it.

Only shows for Mary.

What do you mean
by "perforated Smurf"?

The first thing she did was
"Snow White and the 30 Dwarfs".

No experience,
thrown onto a set like that.

- Does that seem reasonable?
- Okay, but why do I have to...

Miss, we're amoral, not immoral.

Take her to the rooms and let her
pick the one she likes.

Understand, miss?

He just woke up.

Yes, yes...
It's your mom.

Yes, he says hello.

A diabetic attack, as usual.

You know what I think, miss?

I think Eva's with me
because I feel familiar to her.

Familiar?

I must remind her

of an old disabled cousin in Hungary,

an ugly little toad.

I met him when we got married.

Because of him she developed
a soft spot for run-down men.

Never tell her that, though.

Because she doesn't know yet.

When did you get here?

Last night.

This morning at the office
they told me you were here.

I'm back for good.

It's over. It's not working.

I'm sorry.

He couldn't stand my blonde hair,
it reminded him that I did porn.

What does he know?

Men go crazy for uninhibited women

who aren't their wives or mothers.

Yes...

Everyone except you.

I was in love.

Really.

- I know.
- He did horrible things to me.

Horrible.

He was cruel.

Your son?

Is he here?

Yes.

Then you're home.
We're all here.

We'll start over.

Don't you worry.

You got a boob augmentation.

They're wonderful.

That's trendy now.

After breast-feeding
my boobs were all shriveled.

So horrendous.

Who's that?

Oh, that's just a witness.

For what?

You can't just get married
with everything in your name.

Why, should it be in your name?

I have the papers ready here.

Never mind the papers.

We already discussed this,
you know that.

I gave you the apartments
and the other company as well.

- Ilona, you got more than enough.
- But if you die, it all goes to her.

Yes, she's my wife.

And who says I'm dying?
I'm two years younger than you.

This is crazy, Riccardo.

You married someone you barely know.

- We did everything together!
- She's my wife!

- And now she turns up...
- Keep your voice down.

I have no words.

Ilona, you're not well.
There she is. Ilona's not well.

Never mind...

Is he okay?

RICCARDO JUNIOR WAS BORN
NOW WE ARE FOUR

Please, Papa Bear,
don't sign, you don't know him!

He's a friend, I know him!

He'll double my money.

- I'll reinvest it in the shows.
- Those notes payable are expired!

What do you care about that?
He's a friend.

- Pirri's a friend?
- Just trust me.

Please.

I beg you not to do this.

- Please!
- Mama Bear...

Listen, I'm your wife

and I'm asking you not to sign.

What I say should count for something.

You're so beautiful.

You underestimate me.

But you're beautiful.

You underestimate me.

Trust me.

If I start making films,
know how much money we'd make?

There are lots of ways to make money.

The other day after the show,
a guy stopped me for an autograph

and while I was signing he said:
"I've seen all your films."

- But you haven't made any.
- Exactly!

I told him and he goes:
"But aren't you Schicchi's wife?"

- "Schicchi's wife"?
- Yes.

I may as well do them.

- You don't know what you're saying.
- You say that porn's beautiful.

We do it all the time here
in the office, why can't I try?

Mama Bear, you're obsessed!
It's not for you.

And you've already done porn.

The wedding shoot, that's porn.

What about all the auditions?
That's porn.

Yes, and halfway through
they'd go soft.

- That's not true.
- I...

I want to make a real film.

With real actors! With professionals
who know what they're doing.

Listen to me, Mama Bear.
Real films always have two sides.

You never listen to me.

You fawn over every actress
but you don't realize what I can do.

- I fall in love artistically.
- Mercedes works you like a puppet.

Artistically, Riccardo?!

You had to put your hand on her body.

To get the picture right,
hands were needed.

- This is just silly paranoia.
- Riccardo, really...

I could do great things

without this fool
coming and stealing all our money.

- I'm coming, love.
- He's a friend.

Mama Bear...

And then there's the shell.
Look how beautiful it is, Mama Bear!

Franco Miseria made it.

It moves.

You'll be in here, as it slowly turns,
you appear. Like Our Lady.

I want to call it "The Violated Shell",
which is beautiful.

- "The Violated Shell"?
- It's poetic.

"Porn Star At Last" will sell better.

"The Violated Shell"... please!

And it's more appropriate too.

- How long have you been together?
- Five years.

"Porn Star At Last"!

"The Violated Shell" matches the plot.

"Porn Star At Last" isn't...

Plus, as director I have the right
to choose... It can be the subtitle!

"The Violated Shell" is more exotic...

- Hi, Fra'.
- We're starting together?

- Fine, it'll be the subtitle.
- And the boys, Marietto

all clean.
Can I choose them and see them?

Clean, nice... please.
Mama Bear...

For the music, Rustichelli.
I convinced him.

- Really?
- Yes.

- Look how beautiful this is.
- Beautiful!

Try it on.

DIRECTED BY RICCARDO SCHICCHI

Mr. Schicchi.

Miss...

- How's it going?
- Well...

AUTUMN 2004
10 YEARS LATER

And you?

I brought lunch.

Come, follow me.
I have to feed the rabbits.

I got four, they mated
and now there are 26 of them.

The male's relentless.

One's named after you.

This is you, miss.

The internet ruined everything, miss.

No professionalism.

The girls are underpaid.

Nowadays any Tom, Dick, and Harry
makes films with no vision, no art.

Controlling the masses

without poetry. See?

I've had them for three seasons.

If I'm careful
they'll last through autumn.

If Eva knew...

Eva...

What about work?

It's not easy.

Every time I send a CV,
they expect someone depraved.

Miss

never allow
other people's words to define you.

If I'd done that, I'd never
have achieved anything in life.

But we did achieve a few things.

Yes.

And your dream?

My dream... it's there.

Don't despair, miss.

Give me a few months
then come back to work here.

I'm not coming back.

Bad choice, miss.

Women who work with me stay beautiful.

- Really?
- Yes.

The women who leave become ugly.
Have you seen Ilona?

- She's been reborn since her return.
- Oh well, I'll become ugly.

As you wish...

I made a few appointments
for you with some newspapers.

If you want to become an ugly hag.

Mr. Schicchi,
I'm preparing a surprise!

- What?
- It's a surprise!

- Miss, tell me!
- No.

- You don't announce surprises.
- You're right.

Sorry, but it's really great.

- Then go, miss.
- It will take some time.

You're strange.

I got a call from RAI, Mama Bear.

- They want us for Mammucari's show.
- Great.

But I won't go in that box
under the table.

No, I'll go under the table.

"Only if you come with your wife,"
they said.

They want a couple.

- If the kids find out...
- We were finally getting along.

- "Mom and dad are no longer together."
- We won't tell the kids.

We decided not to tell them.

- We can do lots together.
- I'm not jealous anymore.

- There's no reason to be jealous.
- I'm done with your follies.

What are you saying?
You messed up.

I loved you,
that's the only way I messed up.

We never got along as well
as we do now.

What a sad thing to say.

If you change your mind

you'll always find me in the kitchen.
Hello?

Hello.

- Riccardo, Massimiliano.
- Riccardo.

- Pleasure.
- The pleasure's all mine.

Sorry we're late.

- I like your shirt.
- Thank you.

- You know, kids these days...
- I had a drink in the meantime.

- How old are you?
- 34.

- 34!
- Yes.

What's with your voice?

I woke up talking like this,
what can I say?

He's 34. Are you rich?

Papa Bear, come on, stop it.

I have the right to ask
the man dating my wife if he's rich.

Are you rich?

- Are you rich or not?
- Normal.

Normal...
How old did you say you are?

34.

- Good evening! What can I get you?
- Good evening.

- For me, the usual.
- Zucchini tart and amatriciana pasta.

- What mains do you have?
- Their omelet is famous.

- Bring him an omelet.
- Okay.

Ignore him.

- How did it go today?
- Good.

- You?
- Great.

You know,
there's a colleague of mine,

when he and his wife go out,
they have this awesome babysitter.

If you want the number...

You're pissing me off!

Come here, I won't do anything to you
except kill you!

Hey, stop!

You need to stop!

- What the fuck are you doing?
- Don't hurt him. Don't touch him.

- What's going on?
- What's going on?!

He's been following me all morning.
Wherever I go, he's like this...

He's trying to drive me crazy.

- It was a joke.
- His blood sugar must be low.

His blood sugar's low, my foot!

He's just a dickhead.

Maybe we should measure it.

- He's nuts, he's dangerous.
- Two days and I want him out.

Dangerous for the kids too...

Two.

What the fuck am I meant to do?

Massi!

- No, get them out of here.
- They'll be put down.

- I don't care!
- But they'll be put down.

I said yes to the rabbits,
but no more animals!

- The health inspectors came.
- Ask yourself why!

I don't blame the inspectors,
after what happened to those rabbits.

- Memi's still crying.
- I didn't know about the foxes.

- He didn't know...
- I didn't even think about it.

- Enough! Even a fawn...
- They want to put it down.

- They want to put them all down!
- You're not gonna say anything?

- You're not gonna say anything?
- She's not...

Fine, I'm the crazy one.

Let's turn the house into a farm!

Bring me a giraffe...

Well?

We'll put them in the enclosure
with the fawn.

With the fawn?
That's a very good idea.

They can keep each other warm.

- They eat the same grass anyway.
- Papa Bear, I'm pregnant.

You want to divorce?

- No.
- No?

No.

So we'll never get back together again.

Congratulations.

- Just let me in.
- The father's already inside.

At least let me know how Eva's doing.

- You can't go in.
- Why not?

- The father's inside.
- But I'm the husband!

- I don't understand, who's inside?
- The father.

- I'm the husband, I want to go in.
- Only one person's allowed.

Remove the father
and let the husband in.

She's beautiful.

It's Uncle Riccardo.

The only good thing you've done.

Moana Pozzi's new non-porn film
is a flop with audiences,

unanimously slammed by critics
who consider Pozzi suited

only for adult films
to which she owes her fame.

WINTER 1993

At least once in your life
listen to me.

You can't campaign politically
as if you were an intellectual.

It's not you. We should go
around Rome in a convertible

handing out flyers and candy.

We're a rainbow.

All this seriousness will kill us.
You wanna work with those two crows?

- They're philosophers.
- You don't know them.

- They're two rotten mice.
- Trust me.

- Two jinxes...
- Darling, you're on.

Come watch.

Last time you got
22,000 first-preference votes.

- Not enough to be elected, but...
- It went well.

Why have you decided
to run for mayor now?

Because I love Rome

and I felt

the desire to make
an effort socially for my city.

It's not a publicity stunt,
as many people think.

And what would you do as mayor?

I'd be inflexible.

I'd be a scary controller.

I'd make sure that everyone

is doing what they're supposed to

and harshly punish
those who make mistakes.

Best of luck
for your new campaign then!

- Thank you, Mrs. Pozzi.
- Thank you, goodbye.

Look...

The Associated Press questionnaire
they give all mayoral candidates.

I know what it is, miss.

It's a little vanguard,

a party founded
not by some political figure...

Miss...

Moana's right-wing!

Yes, look at the other page.

Hello?

Yes.

- Moana's totally right-wing.
- Yes, yes.

Wait, don't... don't... It's Ilona.

I... can't hear you.

- What does she want?
- Wait... Do you want...

You want us to come...

All right, we're coming.

- And when did all this happen?
- Last night.

My lawyer from the United States
called me as well.

My husband's taken him back there.

- I see, Congresswoman.
- He didn't even have his passport,

so how did he do that?

- Bastard.
- Technically, it's kidnapping.

Under Italian law.

My baby, kidnapped?

Do you know what the lawyer said?

That I can no longer do shows
or I'll lose the custody case.

I've already stopped
taking off my panties at shows.

- Tell him, Riccardo.
- It's true.

- Tell him, do I take off my panties?
- No, never.

If I can't do shows,
how am I meant to work?

- How can I pay the lawyers?
- Indeed, ma'am... Congresswoman.

They'll take my baby away if I do my job,
if I take off my panties.

- But you don't take them off.
- And where do babies come from?!

I'll tell you, you don't have panties on
when they're born.

All right.

I'm just going to make copies
of the report for you to sign.

Excuse me.

My baby...

I'm going to get him back.

I swear to God,
I'm going to get my baby back.

I'll go.

- I'll go, through Mexico.
- Go where?

- I'll go through Mexico.
- You can't.

It's not like Italy,
in America they'll arrest you.

I know America well.

The cop said it's kidnapping.

- We have every right to go get him.
- In Italy it is.

Know what'll happen
if you take him from his father?

What father? He stole my son.

I know how to be invisible...

You have two children.
Wanna risk not seeing them again?

You're a bitch who only cares
about her own children.

- What about mine?
- You brought him to Italy!

You both keep kidnapping him.

- You're selfish!
- Police!

They're fighting over me.

Bitch!

Ladies, please calm down!

Ma'am, stop!

It has been announced

that the candidates for Mayor of Rome

will be Francesco Rutelli
and Gianfranco Fini.

Satisfied, the two candidates
prepare for their meetings...

Moana, this is your second defeat
in an election

after the defeat two years ago
for Parliament.

I'd say you and politics
aren't good bedfellows.

You know, what really upsets me

is that people and the media
didn't take me seriously,

because I was dead serious,

never been more serious in my life.

What upset you most?

Being undervalued
is what hurts the most.

I'd say politics
and I aren't meant to be.

Weren't you afraid the dicks
would bang the baby's head?

No.

After the third month,
no dicks in my baby's face!

Do you have any tonic?
I feel sick.

Not surprised you never thought about it.

What do you mean?
It's not just about work.

- This is for you.
- How hideous.

You mean beautiful.

- Where's Marcellina?
- She was here.

- She's getting ready.
- We can't have an empty stage!

- Mama Bear, want to perform?
- I did.

They'd watch you again.

Marcellina?

Know where Marcellina is?

Stay with me, Marcellina!

Stay with me. Help!

Help me!

Help!

These are real screams.
Marietto, those are real screams.

Marcellina is really screaming.

It's hard to say.

It's not, they're real.

Yes, maybe.

My artists won't do these things anymore.

- This is what's in demand now.
- Who cares what's in demand!?

What they're doing is giving life
to mental disorders of the worst males!

We didn't invent porn to make this crap.

Stick her head in the toilet
if it's "in demand"!?

These are fantasies, not real.

Fantasies that create real things.

Everyone watches porn. Everyone.

And what do we do?

Tell people they can get aroused
by roughing up women.

Does that seem right? No!

I only invest in projects
of a certain level,

like "Wet Rascal".

With that finale, how beautiful was it?

- It was beautiful, romantic.
- Yes, the ending came out well.

- But it wasn't the best investment.
- Who cares!

It bombed.

- You never saw it.
- I did.

And I went around
to Rome's video shops

the tapes were returned unrewinded,
all stopped at ten minutes.

Your grand finale, no one watched it.

They want films where women
are raped, beaten, and sodomized.

If they stick their heads
in toilets and flush, so be it.

But you know

you make porn too,
people fuck in your films too.

They just made her scream more.

- It's different.
- No.

What I do is art.

Art, my foot! Like you said,
you invented this stuff in Italy,

but it's still porn.
- Don't play the sensitive soul with us.

Even if you add flowers and garlands,

you're still making money with pussy.

Fact: You make money with pussy too.

I like to amaze, not humiliate.

We'll talk some other time,
you're not clear-headed today.

Pirri, let's go.

Bye, Riccardo. See you tomorrow.

Mr. Schicchi, I'll send these out.

Miss, what do you think?

What do I think?

Nothing, I don't think anything.

Do you agree with them?

Look, Mr. Schicchi, I understand your

battle for freedom.

- And I agree with it.
- But?

You can't expect

to understand everyone's fantasies.

Your films have beauty and colors,
but that stuff exists too.

And you know it.

I don't know anything, miss.

Yet you didn't want Eva
doing porn films...

That's different.

- You make no sense, it's different.
- All right.

All right, maybe it is different.

But when they were saying those things,

the doubt arose that maybe

with all this, we also

sort of contributed to that stuff there.

Hold on, wait...

Hello.

Hi.

You don't smoke.

You don't do drugs, Moana.

You're 33.

You work out every day,
how can this be?

They can cure anything but not yours?

There's pain therapy
and treatments to delay it a few months.

Not a few months, forever.

I've always hated limits.

This is the worst.

my roots, my hopes, my horizons.

Here is where I learned
from my father and from life

how to be a businessman.

Here is where I realized
my passion for freedom.

I'll enter the playing field...

Coffee!

And take up politics

because I don't want
to live in an illiberal country

governed by immature...

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

- I put on a couple of kilos.
- I noticed.

Almost three.

- I feel better.
- You look better. Much better.

Marietto wants to shoot a film
by the end of the month.

It would be the last film
I was contracted for.

Marietto's a dummy, I'll talk to him.

He doesn't realize
what you're going through.

He's a shyster, I'll call him.

No, I want your help to shoot the film.

- I don't think that's a good idea.
- I want to make my last film.

I want to do it.

I never understood your choices.

You went to America

and filmed with people
cast off the street.

Sometimes you need to see
how deep the horror goes.

Maybe I've been looking
for horror all my life.

I learned this early on.

When certain limits are broken,
nothing seems so bad anymore.

You always go back there.

I'd tell you everything,
but it terrifies me.

I want to bow out doing what I do best.

I'll help you.

I'd like to choose
my body double with you.

Moana Pozzi, 33,
Italy's most famous porn star,

has died in France of liver cancer.

The news of her death,
two days ago in a hospital in Lyon,

was just announced by her family

who had kept it secret
as per the wishes of the actress.

Mr. Schicchi was the only one
not taken by surprise.

But something broke inside of him.

"Better to live free briefly
than at length in a cage," he said.

Some found new owners.

A couple died under the tires
of cars whizzing along Via Cassia.

And a stinky, affectionate one
colonized the office.

Beautiful, cultured, and intelligent,

Moana Pozzi died two days ago
in a hospital in Lyon, France.

It was only announced today

after her funeral had taken place.

In less than a month,

a fulminant liver tumor took her life.

Is life a dream or do we dream to live?

Life is a really beautiful dream.
I'd like to be eternal.

I don't ever want to end.

I want to be like this forever,
doing thousands of things.

That would be wonderful.

Do dreams help us live better?

What do you think?

Dunno...

I'm very realistic, so I struggle to...

I'd prefer to think
life is a beautiful dream

and when it ends, that's it.

Like when you wake up in the morning

at times I dream I have
something beautiful in hand,

then I wake up and it's not there
and it's a pity.

We were at home and then

he collapsed and stopped answering me.

His diabetic attacks
are more frequent but don't worry...

AUTUMN 2011

It's me, Riccardo.

Massi.

See me?

Kind of.

You gave us a real fucking scare!

What are they giving you? Good stuff?

Are we alone?

Yes.

- They're outside.
- The kids...

The kids, Massi.

You have to always be there.

- Always with the kids.
- Always.

Promise?

- I promise.
- Always with them.

For sure, Riccardo.

- I won't always be here.
- I understand...

I'm here.

I love you, Massi.

I love you so much.

I left you some money on the nightstand.

Kidding.

I love you too.

Good morning.

Good morning.

That costs more.
Did you see the quote?

What the...?!

But it costs more?

Yes.

- Because I'm not...
- Papa Bear, what are you doing?

This is the engineer,
I'm having a bunker built.

- Papa Bear, you can't just...
- It's legit.

- Excuse me.
- Riccardo...

I asked Massi
to let you live here with us.

But not like this, no!

They'll come for me, Mama Bear,
but won't find me in here.

No one will come for you.

- No one will come!
- They will!

- I don't want to die in jail!
- And what's this bunker obsession?

At Diva Futura the bunker
saved everything, remember?

And it's not a bunker, I bricked up
three windows and put in a security door.

A safe room.

Mama Bear...

Thanks.

AUTUMN 1997

Eva.

I was thinking about
signing Diva Futura over to you.

It's the least I can do,

with all that you're doing for me.

This brings us to 120 million.

And I can keep on helping you
with your debts,

it's no problem.

I'm furious.

But I will always help you.

That isn't the point.

The point, Riccardo,

is that I told you not to sign.

I begged you on my knees:
"Please, Papa Bear, don't sign."

What kind of couple are we?

You decide without listening
to what your wife says.

- And now he's asking us for money.
- He was a friend.

When your blood sugar's low,
you do crazy things!

But you can't ruin us all
just because you're diabetic!

The stalker...

I told you not to hire the stalker.
But you: "No, trust me."

I thought he'd mellow out.

- Does he seem "mellowed out"?!
- No.

- You hired my stalker!
- I made a mistake.

It's all too much.

What I liked so much at the beginning

was the fact that you were so

open and you trusted everyone.

But now,

for me this is exactly what

destroys everything.

That photo?

- That photo with the hands was artsy.
- Yes, that too.

- You always play sweet with the girls.
- That's not true.

I need something more normal.

It's too much.
It's all too crazy like this.

Great

now I have to redo my make-up.

I'll do it at the club.

I'm going, it's late.

Mama Bear.

So...

I'll be staying at my mom's for now.

Let's not tell the children.

We don't need to tell anyone.

For a while.

Eva.

Know what everyone's looking for now?

Do you know?

Moana's heir, darling.

Moana's heir.

How long have I been saying this?

How long?

Don't listen to your husband
with his two-bit films.

You have to do real porn, Eva.

I'll make you a star.

HUNGARY

Hi.

Turn around now.

Turn around, shove it up her ass,
that might look better.

This scene sucks.

Can we stop for a second? It hurts.

I have two other films underway.
We need to finish!

Slap her, go on.

No, I can't do it.

Sorry, I can't.

We already shot two scenes.

- Two a day, per contract.
- But I can't do anything with them.

What a waste of a day!

- What's going on, honey?
- Hey, Simone.

I thought I could do it,

but Riccardo was right,
this isn't for me.

I'm used to another way,
with a different atmosphere.

Like the films I made with Riccardo.

Understand? And this, I can't...

You signed a contract, honey,

for four films.

Now we have two weeks here in Hungary.

- Then two in the United States.
- What a crybaby.

- It's all organized and paid for.
- This is what porn is!

It is the first day.
Money's been invested.

I have to get it back somehow.

Someone has to pay me back.

Do I have to seize your house?

I wouldn't want to be forced to do that.

There's a contract, Eva.

Don't fuck with me.

Come on.

Now relax for a minute.

Let's take a break, guys.

A break for Eva.

And then back to work.

Eva, come on, we're all waiting.

I understand you,

but if you don't finish the film,
we won't get paid for the day.

I was thinking

about staying at the house in Campagnano.

Mom.

Hey, baby.

Hey, darling.

I missed you.

- We'll start dialysis in two minutes.
- Okay.

WINTER 2012

Are you sure
we don't want to get back together?

You know what I thought
the first day I saw you?

That I'd always liked brunettes

with blue eyes.

But the woman of my life was blonde.

I knew it from the first moment.

If I hadn't lived with you,
I'd be nothing.

Thank you.

What?

I'm afraid.

- Of what?
- I'm afraid.

Of what?
You're never afraid of anything.

I'm afraid of being gone.

I wanted to be there
for Riccardino's birthday.

- What are you talking about?
- I wanted to be there.

What are you saying?
You'll be there.

Yes, you'll be there.

You'll be there.

I'll wait here.

I'll be waiting.

Hello, ma'am.

Unfortunately, during dialysis
your husband had a stroke.

- A stroke?
- Unfortunately, yes.

He's intubated

and we're bringing him out of
the induced coma.

We'll do this a few times to see
how much the bleeding has reabsorbed.

And above all, to assess
how much damage there is.

- Can we see him?
- Of course, just wait here.

I love you.

He's made 24.

- 26.
- 26.

AUTUMN 2003

From four damned films.

He makes 26 videos and all we can do
is get an injunction?

I know, you're right.

Unfortunately...

The porn I did before
doesn't get released anymore.

I've been working at Mediaset
for 6 years.

I can't walk down the street
without children jumping on me.

This summer me and Gabibbo
got 9 million viewers.

- Nine and a half.
- There!

- A record!
- A triumph.

"The king and queen of the ratings"
they said.

They've already called me, furious:

"Eva, you're doing porn again?"

And they're right!

He wants to ruin me.

- I know.
- If you know, please do all you can.

Eva doesn't even know her.
Do you think that's normal?

And I didn't even want to.

After the first scene,
I said I couldn't do it.

I couldn't.

He said that by contract
they could seize my house.

Now a new video comes out
every six months.

What could I do?

- What?
- Nothing, Mama Bear. The lawyer

will force him to recall
all the videos.

Yes, but these videos exist
and they're coming out now!

- Why did you make that face?
- Don't attack the lawyer.

I'm not attacking anyone,
but why did he look at me strangely?

Will you tell me?

Porn film contracts

are not binding.

They had nothing
to blackmail you with.

- What?
- Porn films are illegal.

Therefore, any contract
has no standing in law.

Thank you, attorney...

Very kind, as always.

I'll walk you

out.

I'm confident,
I'm convinced that this time

we'll get this sorted out.

Mama Bear.

I hate you.

I hate you!

You were supposed to stop me
from doing it.

I tried everything.

A thousand times I told you.

Why are you doing this?

Unfortunately

in the end
the worst instincts always win.

Everywhere.

In families, in homes, in humans.

I tried everything I could.

But everything degenerates.

I love you.

And the woman I love must be free.

Free to not love me.

Free to leave me.

Free to make a porn film.

Well, honestly, I really regret it.

If I could go back,
I wouldn't do porn again.

But you'd made porn before
with your husband, right?

Yes, I'd made porn before
with Riccardo, but

that was erotic and beautiful.

And...

But the point is,
once you do it, your life is over.

In what way?

I mean...

If you're a barman,
you can always change jobs

and go work in a bookshop,
for example.

You're not a barman for life.

Instead, if you make a porn film

then you're that forever.

It sounds like
you're biting the hand that fed you?

No.

I don't think so.

Yes...

It's true.

If...

If I was a scientist,
I'd be a scientist.

My husband always says that.

Maybe this applies to me as well,
I don't know.

But

what I do know

is that I made
the biggest mistake of my life.

I ruined myself,

really.

And who are you to judge?

You... who, on your computer
or under your pillow,

have this great secret desire.

I'm here because you exist.

Hi, Maria.

- What are you listening to?
- Good morning. Queen.

Nice!

They say that every revolution
has a downfall after its golden age.

And due to a strange sequence of events,

the suspicion
that our moment had arrived too,

grew day by day.

Like a sad omen.

- Mrs. Eva Henger?
- Yes, that's me.

Come to the police station.

- Riccardo?
- Mom?

Stay there, love.
I have to call a babysitter.

We have a warrant.

We found out the police had been
investigating us for months.

- Hold on.
- What's the charge?

Criminal conspiracy
aimed at exploitation of prostitution.

No! I'm opposed to that stuff...

An undercover cop came across girls

prostituting themselves
at Diva Futura's club,

and it wasn't an isolated incident.

Mr. Schicchi's ideal of free love

did not translate well
in the nightlife of clubs.

- Call both of our lawyers!
- Yes, yes...

The searches, confiscations,
clubs being closed,

became more and more frequent.

Grab that too.

We're done here, we'll be in touch.

Don't leave them in the sun.

A very long trial began.

The following 10 years
completely ruined Mr. Schicchi.

Don't cry, you've been crying all day.

Come, I'll show you something.

He was deluding himself.

He said they couldn't take away
his freedom, his imagination...

He'd even built a bunker
to keep his art safe.

Rome and Italy
were full of red-light clubs

where they did more than perform.

But the only clubs targeted
were Mr. Schicchi's.

An all-out attack.

His big mistake was wanting
to revolutionize morality openly,

instead of secretly.

During the umpteenth arrest,
I managed to escape,

and since then, I never went back
to work for Mr. Schicchi.

DECEMBER 9, 2012

- Hello.
- Hello, Doctor.

- They've kept us waiting.
- Yes.

May I have a word with you
on your own?

No, you can talk
in front of my children.

Okay...

Unfortunately, your husband's
condition got worse last night.

- He had another stroke.
- Another one?

We tried every resuscitation procedure,

but unfortunately, despite that,
we couldn't save him this time.

But... what does that mean?

Riccardo's alive?

I'm sorry, ma'am. Unfortunately,
we did everything we could.

No, I don't understand.

Is he alive or not? He's alive?!

No.

But I wasn't there.

I wasn't there.

- I...
- I completely understand.

I wasn't there.

With my husband.

I wasn't there.

Unfortunately, ma'am,
there's no more brain activity.

No! Because he could hear me
when I was there.

When I was there, he could hear me.

I spoke to him and he went like...
He could hear me.

Those were spontaneous movements.

Can I see Riccardo?

- Can I see my husband?
- I don't think that's a good idea.

I want to see my husband.

Wait here for a moment.

Hello.

We would do it,

but he's well-known.

It'd be difficult for the church
to handle the commotion.

And we have a wedding
in the afternoon...

So many people would come,
I don't think they'd fit in the church.

Bear with me...

- I told you, we can't.
- I understand.

But how do I explain to his wife
that he can't have a church funeral?

- He wanted it.
- I understand...

- He took communion in this church.
- You keep insisting and coming here.

- This is an offering.
- Coming back...

But I think I've been clear.

The priest celebrated Mass

despite half of the Italian
porn world being in the church.

With sinners like us,
you can always find the right sum,

the one nobody can refuse.

Riccardo arrived late like always,
even for his funeral.

A lot of people went up to the pulpit
that day to remember my boss,

that adorable pest.

I told myself I'd go up as well
to say who he really was.

That he had taught me

not to take anything or anyone
too seriously.

Not even myself, not even life.

Or when he confessed to me

that he had no intention
of getting into porn.

It had been a mistake.

That he would've kept photographing
Cicciolina and her garlands forever.

But later he regretted telling me.

And he forbade me to tell anyone

because you must never
justify your choices.

They should be defended
to the death.

GOODBYE SCHICCHI,
BREAK EVERY TABOO UP THERE TOO

FANTASIES THAT FLY FREE
GOODBYE SCHICCHI

And I also would've said
that he thought he was free,

but in the end,
no one is truly free.

And so the minor in question
is entrusted to the mother,

Ilona Staller here present.

You're only free
if you have nothing to lose.

If you're alone.
If you don't love anyone.

But who wants to be alone?

In the end I said nothing.

It would've been like admitting
the boss was no longer here.

Or maybe I was just too shy.

Like he'd guessed
during my job interview.

I will certainly never thank fate,

it took Riccardo Schicchi away
while I kept saying

I had a surprise for him.

He never got to see it.

Miss, hold this.

See the dicks?
We'll have a dick obstacle race.

Don't make that face,
it's contemporary art.

Mama Bear!

Want to race?

- Your name?
- Leonardo. Thank you.

We knew his funeral
marked the end of an era

that would never return.

But we also knew
that what we'd experienced

was the most unique
and unrepeatable thing of a lifetime.

And thinking about my second family
still gives me strength.

So fragile, so lost.

Amoral but never immoral.

Cheerful, in crisis, rascals.

But always with a big heart.

Miss?

How wonderful.

DEBORA, NOW A JOURNALIST AND WRITER,

EARNED THE TITLE OF PUBLICIST BACK THEN

BY WRITING FOR NEWSPAPERS
RICCARDO INTRODUCED HER TO.

MOANA BECAME AN ICON AFTER HER DEATH,
WHICH IS WHAT SHE WANTED DURING LIFE.

CONGRESSWOMAN ILONA STALLER,
AKA CICCIOLINA,

IS STILL FAMOUS ALL OVER THE WORLD.

EVA AND MASSIMILIANO MARRIED IN 2013,

A YEAR AFTER RICCARDO DIED.

TOGETHER THEY RAISED MEMI, RICCARDINO,

AND THEIR DAUGHTER JENNIFER.

AFTER RICCARDO'S DEATH,

DIVA FUTURA AGENCY PERMANENTLY CLOSED.

ITS OFFICES AND ALL THEIR MEMORIES

ARE STILL ON VIA CASSIA IN ROME.

OCTOBER 2011, RICCARDO SCHICCHI'S
DEFINITIVE SENTENCE:

4 YEARS AND 2 MONTHS IN PRISON

FOR AIDING AND ABETTING
ILLEGAL IMMIGRATION

AND EXPLOITATION OF PROSTITUTION.

HE DIED IN ROME ON DECEMBER 9, 2012.

BASED ON DEBORA ATTANASIO'S BOOK

"NON DITE ALLA MAMMA
CHE FACCIO LA SEGRETARIA"

Subtitles: Issaverdens - Rome