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Kids,

only a few seconds left.

The experiment is of linear simplicity.

Here... the color is changing.

We are facing a new substance.

This is the modest example of how often man...

I've a run in my stocking.

- The teacher was looking at my legs! - You, too?

After exams, I'll have to go with my aunt. She's renting a boat.

She's a writer, she likes getting inspiration from Nature.

- She makes life comfortable for you. - She writes better in the sea air.

I hope someone comes to visit us.

Why not come with us? We'll return as suntanned as two blacks.

We'll surely see each other. Some sea air will be good for me.

Yes, of course. Hurry, let's go.

- Why'd you change desks? - I couldn't see the blackboard.

- But you're a good student! - I get distracted.

Excuse me, girls. See you tomorrow.

Bye.

- Bye. - Bye.

- Sandra, what're you doing now? - Going to the hairdresser.

- You won't accompanying us? - I've important things to do.

Run, run. I wonder who's waiting for you!

Then we'll have to pass the tests to you tomorrow. Bye.

- What'll we do now? - I don't know.

- We'll walk. - What else can we do?

- Hi! - Hi.

- I made you wait. I'm sorry. - Hi, Mom.

You can't deny he's nice, Giuliana.

He has a lot of flaws, he's clumsy and shy,

and he's still a mama's boy, but you're quite interested in him.

True, but I like him as he is. I often think of him.

Why? I can't explain it.

Give me a love sentence, honey. I've used them all.

He must be adorable when he obeys.

Right! He must be adorable when he obeys.

He must be...

Paolo, go turn the light off in the garage. I left it on.

Are we in an austerity regime?

- Go on. - Alright, Dad.

A convertible... three carburetors, speed, 260.

It must be for me. Only my dad knows me.

What a man my dad is!

Why is it locked? He gives it to me, but there are no keys?

Feel like it?

Thanks, Dad.

It's yours.

There is just one condition.

End of high school exams in July.

I'll put the keys here.

- Satisfied? - Way too much.

It's madness at his age!

He can't even ask for the exact time on the phone.

Yes, Dad. It's right to keep it in the garage until exams are over.

A reward is a reward. It's up to me to reach the finish line.

Right! But at your age, I...

You know what my father put in my hands?

A lathe and a ruler.

And I put a sports car in yours.

In doing a proportion, you should become a Rockefeller.

Dad, we'll do the first race together.

You won't be afraid if I drive, huh?

Paolo, give me a ride to the seamstress.

Get your books so you can study while you wait for me.

I'm going, Dad. Bye.

SEX DIARY

How much is it, miss?

A thousand liras.

- Good-day. - Good-day.

"Chapter VI. The conspiracy of the adults."

"Chapter V. The mechanism of impulse."

- What are you hiding? - Nothing...

Nice! Will you lend it to me?

I'll read it first.

You're into erotic reading, huh? Secretly!

This message confirmed

that the delegations of Belgium, of Holland and of Italy

were burned, and the French one, destroyed.

Meanwhile, in Monza the good king dies,

killed with three shots fired by an Anarchist.

The king's murder arouses a great, rapid, and general condemnation.

His son, who will later be Victor Emanuel III,

finds out the news in Corinth, where he's cruising on a yacht.

He immediately leaves from Piraeus and goes to Reggio Calabria.

It was a tragic-filled year, and today we can say

that it was the start of a tragic-filled century.

Analysis of light.

Light waves have different lengths, but the way they're revealed...

Analysis of light.

Light waves have different lengths, but the way they're revealed...

You're shy. I wonder how you'll drive such a powerful car.

Maybe your dad didn't consider your character, or he wants to change you.

What would you have done?

Paolo, how many times have I told you?

- Studying is a matter of method. - A different method in your days.

Memory is always the same. You either use it or you don't.

If you don't, you must improvise, as you kids do.

Come on. Repeat after me.

Why won't you let me study by myself?

Oh, sure! Go ahead. I'm just doing it to help you.

It's no fun to go back to the books of when I was a girl.

Make sure you study, that you apply yourself.

You know how much your father cares about it.

Didn't you realize that borrowing the book was an excuse?

I took advantage, because I felt you were embarrassed.

Your self-confidence was upset by an action you did secretly.

If I'd known you were behind me, I wouldn't have worried.

The girls in co-ed schools are obnoxious!

Is that what you think of women?

What do you think is inside the book?

- We read many in boarding school. - Get down.

However, the pretext exists now.

We'll discuss it at my house or yours, a whole afternoon.

The topic will be this book. You set up the date.

A girl always has limits.

By the way, you said you'd return it.

Did you bring it? Yes or no?

Darn! I went out just to return it, and left it at home.

- This is where I live. - The house is cute.

It conveys the character of Aunt Amelia.

She always behaves as if she was the youngest at home.

- Does she sleep here? - Yes.

There are only two rooms, a small apartment for aunt and niece.

I'll change. Go ahead and make yourself at home.

Get whatever you want. There's everything over there.

I'll change in three seconds.

What do you think? Will I fail the exams?

Sorry if I touch everything. I've never been in a girl's den.

You now have an aim for passing the end of year exams.

It is a method usually used with children.

"If you behave, I'll give you a nice present."

It's just a sports car. Nothing more.

Therefore...

It's an unexpected demonstration of trust on the part of my dad.

Confirmation of my maturity.

"I know you're cautious. You know how to dominate the engine's power."

"You control yourself and don't give in to speed's frenzy."

"It's yours, on the condition that you know how to conquer it,

because only the things we conquer are ours."

I was thirsty.

I must call Mom. She always wants to know where I am.

You'll go home now and she'll see you.

It's habit. She worries if she doesn't know where I am.

Mom, is it you? I'm at Giuliana's. She's a school-mate.

Don't you remember her?

Yes, we're also studying. Don't worry.

I'll come early. No, I don't mind. I'll pick it up and bring it.

Alright. Bye, Mom.

When you talk to your mom, your expression changes. What'd she say?

The usual things a mother says.

But mine is young, and she talks to me as if I she were my age.

I'm sure a lot of kids would like having such a mom!

Here's your book. Run!

These parties are great! You never know what you drink.

- Good-day. - Good-day.

And you, Giuliana? Are you getting inspired?

Aunt Amelia, this is Paolo. Paolo, Aunt Amelia.

- My... - My pleasure.

My characters are always thirsty for sentimental phrases.

But no vulgar ones! My characters wouldn't know what to do with them.

I'm going to the other room, kids.

You like living with your aunt?

I am very fond of her.

What are you thinking?

Look. She drops everything around the house.

You didn't let me study one line today.

You've a button unfastened.

"We can divide the numbers in two categories: rational and irrational."

"The square root of -4..."

It's past midnight. He must be back at this hour.

His mother must've asked him where he was, why he's late,

if he was with a girl.

She must've warned him not to neglect his studies, or his health.

She must have kissed him

and bid him goodnight.

Even when he was with me, he thought of his mother.

I purposely had an unfastened button and he...

All he could say was to button it up!

"We can divide the numbers into two categories..."

"What're you doing, moon in the sky? What're you doing, silent moon?"

- Good morning, Paolo. - Good morning.

Is this the new car? My compliments!

Before being able to drive it, I must pass my exams.

- It's truly beautiful! - You're going to see Dad? I'll come.

- I really hope I can make it. - Of course you will!

The girls will be happy to go in that car with you.

- You'll have a very intense summer. - The great part is the speed!

Tell me if I'm not right!

- Miss, you want a cup of tea? - No, thanks.

Your husband is waiting for me to work. Excuse me.

The ivy burned right away, and the geraniums withered.

I don't know what to plant anymore.

Don't forget your snack. I always have to tell you!

Good evening.

- Excuse me, Dad. - A business isn't an accordion.

I need a volume of the encyclopedia.

Engineer, it's what everyone forgets.

Respect must be reciprocal.

In work, as in life, or business will go to pot.

Plastic material demand on one hand, market share on the other.

Yes, competition strategy.

What matters... What?

An urgent urban call?

Yes, just a moment, miss. Hello, engineer?

An increase of 16% for next year.

See you at the factory.

"Radioisotope..."

This edition is old. The word doesn't even exist here.

What'll I do with the Physics teacher?

Tell him your dad...

Hello?

There's... a certain Giuliana for you.

A school-mate.

Hello?

Chemistry notes?

Yes, I'll bring the notebook for you.

I am fine, thanks.

How's it going with you?

Listen...

Play more often. You're pooped! Look at how it's done.

Oh, please! You look at how it's done!

You keep your arm too low. You must raise it more.

- Teach me. - Like this!

You're all hot. It's not good to sweat like this.

- Let's eat together. - Yes, I'll call home.

It's Sunday today.

Sometimes light deceives. You find no defense.

With this light... I had never noticed your eyes. They're beautiful.

Good thing you noticed. Better late than never.

Paolo, you're here! I've looked for you all morning.

You always tell me when you go. If I didn't see your racket missing,

how could've I imagined you're here? - Good-day, ma'am.

- Who is this lady? - Giuliana, a school-mate.

Paolo, you're all sweaty! Put this sweater on at least.

- It's very late. We must go to mass. - One minute. No need to rush.

- If you have to go... - Excuse me.

- See you tomorrow at school. - Bye.

I knew it! "Let's have lunch together, let's have lunch together..."

Go to...

Little boy.

"My little boy". "Our little boy".

When will you stop being one?

Don't be so nervous when you study!

I did so much to take away those faces you made as a child.

Please pull up my zipper. I'm late.

Watch out you don't pinch my skin.

Mom, something is not right between us.

Paolo, what're you saying?

You're tired, with so much studying.

Three centuries ago, students had 3 centuries less to remember!

Could you make some room for me?

At times I see you much older than you are.

Grown up... away...

already in the sea of life,

struggling with eternity, with vices,

with deceit.

Without my protection any longer.

Will you make it on your own?

- I'm terrorized of making you late. - For who?

I'm used to arriving late.

I've no folks. Auntie understands and let's me make mistakes.

She's never forbid anything.

She always says that when she took custody of me,

I'd already reached the age of reason and should make it on my own.

That's why you're always so self-confident.

I'm always late, even at school. This year I arrived in December.

All the boys turned to look at you.

You had a blue coat and looked like an airline stewardess.

Stop with those bread sticks! Are you making bread crumbs?

Oh, God! Maybe your mom already told you!

She is very lovely and also very elegant.

It's hard to get near you when she's there. She watches over you,

measuring the distance between you two when you move off,

she hovers over you if a girl approaches to talk about school.

Who are you talking about?

Eat! Eat! Drink!

Why didn't you kiss me?

I don't know why, but hostesses at parties are always so outgoing.

Don't worry. Your party turned out very well.

Know why I organized it?

We haven't seen each other much in a month, only for homework.

It was a way of being together.

- What do you buy? - Useless things.

A drawing, some incense.

- Have you ever written a song? - No, not me.

It's not easy to write music.

- You like it? - Yes, I do.

Why did you let him kiss you?

You must be tired. Mom is picking you up in a bit. Too bad!

- Excuse me. - You excuse me.

It's because of my darn personality.

What about mine?

You're an angel.

- Paolo! Excuse me. - Giuliana!

- We'll be late this morning, too. - I got here late!

Ever since we walk together, we're always in punishment.

Yes. The principal is understanding.

It's the last year for him, too. Then he's retiring.

- Dry leaves fly away eventually. - All those bracelets are clinking.

- They'll makes the teacher nervous. - That dromedary!

- You never asked anything about me. - Why should I?

When we enter someone else's life, we belong to that person,

and questions become senseless.

You're a likeable guy!

Something I don't understand is happening to me.

It seems that everything is changing around me.

Or I'm the one changing.

You're sincere with me. I didn't expect you to talk to me like this.

The bracelet I gave you isn't here! Why don't you wear it?

I left it in your letter box. Didn't you find it?

- It was worth a lot. I can't wear it. - What?

Are you offended? I gave it to you, as I'd have given... an inkwell.

It was a woman's object that I had and...

And I thought of you.

My gosh! It's late!

- Good morning, ma'am. - Good morning.

Your husband is in the office. He just went up.

This is what your son is up to!

He gives family jewels to an ordinary silly girl!

I don't understand. Can we talk about it some other time?

Read! "Dear ma'am, I am returning the bracelet.."

"Paolo was kind to give it to me, but maybe he stole it from you."

"You'll be happier if I return it."

It's just a kid's game!

You got the bracelet back, huh? He must've used it to go to a party.

If your son ends up badly, it's your fault!

This is where my efforts to educate him, watch over him, have gone.

You give him a car, and he takes our family jewels!

Don't exaggerate. That bracelet is his, after all.

- Grandma gave it to him. - What's a boy need diamonds for?

You saw the reason, right? He gives them away!

That's what men do with diamonds.

Over my dead body!

For the time being, he must leave them to me.

They're in my drawer. I use them!

Clara, you look tired.

Your nerves are shattered.

Can't you stand the June heat anymore?

You didn't even go to the mountains this year.

Why don't you leave?

You'll rest, be distracted.

- It'll be good for you. - What? Right now?

Paolo has exams. How can I leave him?

I am here for anything he needs.

You and I haven't gotten along for some time.

And now your son plots against me.

You two can't stand me anymore. Say it!

Know what he said to me the other evening?

"Mom, something is not right between us."

Go to the bay. It's the ideal place for you.

Go earlier this year. I'll telegraph right away.

It's a fertile atmosphere. With your new friendships,

I'll increase my business deals.

Alright, I understand.

I'll leave.

So you two can relax.

Watch out for Paolo, please.

Bye.

Why didn't you want Dad to drive us? It would've been better.

- It would've been faster in his car. - You know how he is.

When you take him away from his work, he's nervous the whole day.

Besides, I wanted to tell you a few things, but it's too late.

Go on. What is it, Mom?

You still love your mother, don't you?

You don't mind if I leave for two months?

What're you saying? You talk as if I'm off to be a soldier.

You're just leaving to have fun!

You'll join me right after your exams.

It'd be the first time we don't go on vacation together.

I have another plan.

Don't you understand? Why should we always be together?

A boy needs his life, his freedom.

- Bye, Paolo. Behave. - Bye, Mom.

- Just think about studying. - Rest and have fun.

- Yes, bye. - Bye.

For a moment I hated that plane taking my mom away from me.

But I felt that this separation was necessary.

And when the plane took off, for the first time, I felt...

a sense of happiness.

And now I feel, and I'm ashamed to say it,

that in concentrating my emotions on herself,

in some way, my mother robbed me.

Hello? Excuse me. Is Giuliana there?

Suddenly everything seems different.

Freedom expands around me.

Giuliana, is that you?

Why didn't you go to school today?

We’ll have a day all to ourselves. See you. Bye.

What did your folks say about the bracelet?

Why not just give it to me instead of sending it home?

- It would've been easier. - I'll tell you now. I wanted...

I wanted your folks to know how I am.

- Why? - Just because.

You'll stay with me this summer. We'll have a big boat all for us.

Aunt Amelia rented one. We'll go out to sea.

- Like on a cruise. - We'll play being castaways.

It'd be great for just the two of us to be castaways.

That's how it is today.

Everyone else at school, your mother on vacation,

your dad at work, and we're alone.

Isn't it wonderful?

- It's fast! - Why do you follow close behind?

Go on!

- It's a race. - What'll you do if you reach me?

They are lovely! They race like our blood.

Mine is blue. Than I have blue blood!

What a show-off!

I'd kiss you now.

Then kiss me!

Giuliana, where are you?

I feel ill...

I'm dying...

Giuliana, I'm dying!

The deposit usually isn’t returned, but considering the circumstances...

Thank you. Poor Auntie would've appreciated this gesture.

Your aunt... Such a dynamic woman. What a shame!

- Excuse me, again. Good-day. - Good-day.

We'd have begun living here in a month. Sea, sun, bikini,

men bothering me, boys pleasing me,

my skin full of life...

Instead, a nice funeral!

I was touched how she planned everything for her burial.

There was an envelope in her night stand drawer with instructions:

coffin, funeral, tomb, religious ceremony.

Aren't these strange thoughts for a woman who's still young?

You will feel all alone now.

Auntie added a check for me.

The note said, "For a while you won't have problems."

- Did you decide anything? - Of course.

I seem alone, but I've many relatives about the world.

Word will get around, and another aunt will take care of me.

I don't understand. You left school and didn't say anything.

You even unhooked the phone. You didn't answer my note.

What is there really inside of you? What are you like?

You don't understand a thing about women.

- Not complicated women like you! - You find me complicated?

I thought we were friends, that we'd help each other but you don't answer.

I don't know what to do with you, anymore.

How will you manage now? I am right if I don't understand you.

You want to take care of me? You feel old enough?

You're the kind of girl I really want to talk to,

but at a certain point, there's nothing more to say!

- Where are you going? - Drive me home to study.

I'm staying here a bit longer.

I want some air, and meet other people.

- If you're in a rush, catch the bus. - Alright.

- See you at school? - Maybe I'll go back, maybe not.

But we'll meet sooner or later. Bye.

- Giuliana, where are you? - I'm here.

Here is your juice with four oranges.

No ice.

It's nice to only have two customers,

but in a month... poor me!

The holiday people will come, the commotion will begin.

"Marina! Marina!" During the day, at night.

They don't leave me alone one minute.

Yesterday you didn't finish talking about yourself. What's that boy like?

You're curious, huh?

He is shy, the type people like nowadays.

He leaves me all initiatives, and lets his heart be won over.

He's awkward... and sweet. He's cold.

Are you happy?

Happy... is a word!

He's still a kid. I don't know if it's serious.

What've you got to tell me this year?

- What's he like? - One moment, and I'll introduce him.

- May I say hello? - Here's customer number two.

Have a good morning.

I'll rush to make your breakfast.

The works are almost completed.

In a week I'll say goodbye to this dreary town.

- And you? - I don't know.

I don't feel like making plans now.

Evening approaches, the sun rises, and evening approaches again.

Life is wonderful that way. You were different last year.

How do you know? I wasn't old enough for you to notice me.

Maybe that's true.

You still have that old villa at Grotta Verde?

Maybe we'll meet there. They asked me to renovate the hotel.

Are you very hungry?

I adore fruit.

Really?

- Have an orange juice made. - No.

You never eat vitamins, never.

You look pale.

Today is a busy day.

The below-cost campaign has given its fruits.

Small competition is already under way,

and Farfarello wins at the San Siro racecourse.

In life, you need instinct. You have to know how to sell what you produce

and how to spot the right colt to buy.

- Excuse me... - Thank you.

This applies to you as well.

Let's not start with no communication between father and son.

I am young.

Almost as young as you. I just have more experience.

Performing the role of the upright father... I can't do it.

My suggestions are like seeds. I throw them there.

Who wants to peck them does so.

So..

White and yellow, yes.

The white one during dinner.

The red one...

What a bummer being forty!

Now that I know everything about life, I should be 18 like you.

You're different when Mom's away, always remembering your youth.

Why do you hold your cigarette like that? You act so modern, but...

Why? Is there a new fashion in holding a cigarette?

Excuse me. I need to make a call.

- Here's the bill, sir. - Thank you.

It didn't go well, huh?

It didn't go well.

At your age, you think you're unlucky with girls,

but it's only because you're a child. - She's just a school-mate.

You only call school-mates? Wake up!

Dad, did you spend a lot of time with women?

Never. I only thought of working and being successful.

We didn't have much of a youth. The war stole it.

Want some advice? You've a car and the whole summer ahead of you.

Take advantage of it.

As much as you can.

- As soon as you can. - You like that lady?

What do you mean? Why? Do you like her?

Look at what indecency!

- Hi, Paolo! - Hi, Patrizia. Hi, Giorgio.

Hi!

Everyone thinks I'm Giuliana. We even exchanged dresses.

- Did this Giuliana dump you? - But...

Is this Giuliana very pretty?

I don't know.

I imagine she's pretty.

The lovely butterflies fly away, and the ugly ones stick to you.

The lovely butterflies fly away, and the ugly ones stick to you.

"Alone and thoughtful,

through the most desolate fields,

I go measuring out slow, hesitant paces,

and keep my eyes intent on fleeing

any place where human footsteps mark the sand."

If unexpectedly it should begin to rain,

would you accompany me home?

HR equals Y. OH equals X.

Y equals...

No, divided.

Y...

- Fraction... - What are you doing?

You write one thing and think of another.

Would you tell us, too, since it's so interesting?

You don't even get along with the chalk today.

Will you continue with the theorem?

Go on, go on.

It's enough to prove that each point of OP

has coordinates that satisfy Y equals KX.

Good, continue.

Maybe I'll return, maybe not.

But sooner or later we'll meet. Bye.

At this pace, you'll buy a whole new wardrobe!

I still haven't finished what Auntie left me. This one.

Very well.

These handkerchiefs are cute. You like them?

- Giuliana! - Hi.

Hi, Giuliana. Why are you already at the seaside? Your exams?

There's time for everything. There's still a month left.

You're amazing! If I wasn't with my wife, I'd make a pass at you.

She is modern and understands certain things...

I'm so modern that I won't let you say such things.

Shall we go, dear?

- Bye, Giuliana. - Let's go.

Giuliana, I've been looking for you for 3 days.

I feel like I haven't seen you in 3 years.

You never study, huh? You'll fail. Come.

- Want to think about it? - Don't know. I'll come another time.

- Don't waste time following me. - You've changed these days.

- What happened? - Nothing. I've changed.

If you want to stay, there are things that interest you more,

but I don't know which. - Neither do I.

In the city, I woke up a half hour earlier to see you arrive.

I had a party to see you in my home.

And now?

And now I don't feel like going back.

I don't want to live that same life.

What is an aunt, after all?

And yet, she left a great emptiness.

I can't even think anymore, and can't stand anything.

Time will help you.

One thing frightens me... going back home.

There will surely be a letter waiting for me.

By now, everyone will know about Auntie's death.

Cousins, aunts, uncles. They'll all feel they have to take care of me.

It's right that they do that. How will you manage by yourself?

They'll have that tutor, Annalisa, return to harp on me.

- She's a tyrant! - Do it for me. Go back home.

If you do, I won't bother you. I just need to know you're alright.

No, I said no! It's useless for you to insist.

Do you realize it or not that we're saying goodbye?

Just as the sun ends every night, we'll end one day, too.

Maybe it will take place very soon.

You think of the end at our age? I was talking about the world.

- Shall we go? - No, wait. Let's stay longer.

Night takes time away.

Imagine two young and attractive lovers

who make love on this beach.

Night overtakes them while they fall asleep.

They wake up and only a few hours have gone by.

It is still dark, there is no moon,

and the stars are too far away to shed light on them.

They can no longer see their beauty, their age.

Perhaps you gave me an idea of eternity.

- We must go back. It's late. - No one is waiting for you.

That's the reason. Only I establish that it's late. Shall we go?

If you only knew how lovely it is here!

There are some kids who've already finished school.

What a shame not to see you among them!

However, you and Dad could come here some Sunday.

A short break in your studies wouldn't damage you.

I'll be waiting for you. Mom.

Just a second! I was under the shower.

I'm coming!

- You should've said you were coming. - I came to see your study method.

Your footprints look like those of a squirrel.

Meanwhile, play a record.

These are bleak days for me.

I'm overtaken by the nightmare of war.

I open the paper and see news about war.

- In a year or so, I'll be drafted. - Sandra talked about you yesterday.

She said you were sad. Why?

The Beatles are shortening their hair. It's the end of an era.

We've only known each other since the second term,

and I feel I've known you since you were a child. It's funny.

- You are so beautiful! - Stupid! Get out of there.

You see me as a child, and today I see you as an adult.

A Polaroid! Did a boy give it to you?

You're the usual exclusivist!

Don't move.

In ten seconds, you'll see what you're like.

One, two,

three, four...

Another second and it'll vanish.

You aren't taking a photo of every time we kiss, huh?

We're not taboos, we're not rare animals,

and yet they look at us as if we were taboos!

You are born, and for years Mom defends you as if you were a taboo.

Dad comes from the factory, walks in the door, looks at you like a taboo.

You either are one, or risk becoming one.

I like it when you talk so freely.

It's not freely. I'm just very confused.

Until I felt free from my mother's protection,

I can't say I desired a woman,

even if attraction existed.

- Were we crazy in not doing it? - Not doing what?

You're the good girl!

Our mothers, our grandmothers, our great-grandmothers, alone,

in the house with a man... Tell me what they could do?

- You like forty year olds now? - They don't exist for me.

They look like Martians.

- Too bad this is a cafe! - What should it be?

- An apartment. - We were in an apartment yesterday.

Yes. We were alone...

- And we only kissed! - Do you regret it?

No, but we can't always be heroes.

Maybe you taught me that it's enough to love a girl, to be a man.

Yesterday I realized I love you too, enormously.

So much that all the rest is secondary.

I wasn't sure of that before.

Maybe it was just spite to flirt with you, to capture you,

maybe it was a game. I don't know.

You stopped, just as in school when you're tested orally.

Too bad the lessons are over!

I'd like to see you leave the desk and look at you as if you're mine.

And that everyone suspects and looks at us. I wouldn't care.

In 20 years I'll remember everything about you.

When you have an oral test near the teacher's desk...

While you speak, the teacher is watching you closely.

Behind the opaque casing

that covers you, there's your body, which I'm now familiar with.

- Not yet. - But I can say that in 20 years!

You see? What matters is creating wonderful moments.

The rest is secondary.

- What do you want to hear? - You choose.

Let's choose at random.

- What record did you play? - The record of silence.

- What song are you listening to? - Yours.

Oh, sure!

Poor Amelia was very extravagant! Always with her sheets of paper.

What a mess! This house looks like a gypsy camp.

What is this?

"Romantic Italian poetry maintains patriotic poetry

as a testimonial that arouses eternal emotion..."

Your mother, poor woman, had it!

You don't even know what class is all about.

What a mess! Filth everywhere, cigarette butts...

- Who comes here? - A school-mate, to study.

You two study here alone?

There's no one else.

You know that I am open minded.

I am very modern.

I've been through a lot, and can say I know everything.

But this is inconceivable. It's absurd.

Not even a playboy on the Cote d'Azur would do it.

- How can you think of it, Giuliana? - But I...

No. We need to clear this up.

You must realize how serious...

- I'm going. - No, I'm going!

The whole world is ours! When exams are over...

Good. Very good.

I didn't have time to introduce you two.

Paolo, Annalisa, my old tutor.

Excuse me.

Let's make it clear that I'm not old, or senile enough not to understand.

You are a lucky boy, right?

You found a girl who's alone, recently hit by a tragedy,

so she needs affection, right? - But I...

You don't know where to begin to put things in order.

Whether to start with the house... or with teenage brains.

You're a scoundrel!

Ever since you were a child, I've always said you were difficult.

As for you, sir, we are here at your disposal

to be seduced, corrupted, raped,

as in times of war.

If you want the house keys, please.

Nothing bad happened.

- Please, I'd like to talk to you... - Paolo!

Let's help her with the suitcases.

Who can convince Annalisa that nothing happened?

That's the tragedy of conventions, of common sense.

They're so convinced they're right, that they don't consider the facts.

They judge, and keep going, on their own.

They look like madmen, and think they are wise!

It's wasted energy to try convincing Annalisa!

A sofa, a boy and a girl, a record, glasses,

and in her head it's an orgy! You're marked for your whole life.

It's as if they caught us in bed.

What a witch!

Even if you convince an Annalisa, the whole world thinks the opposite.

Wasted energy. They'll never understand you.

- But... Where are my records? - I put them away!

You want to tell how the Beatles sing during your exams?

You put on too many airs, and think you've discovered the world.

We are all young!

To each action, there corresponds an equal and opposite reaction.

Kant, the wizard of antithesis. Hats off to who understands you!

"In no part of the world or outside the world,

does an absolutely necessary entity exist."

Kant follows what fancies him! It shouldn't be admitted in philosophy.

Oh! The pleasure of ablution. It's hot, guys!

You're all here.

Hi, Giuliana.

- We're out of breath, and are tired. - Dead tired!

What a strange face! Did you study all night?

Unbearably hot!

You don't convince me. What is it? You've something to hide?

We just look at each other, to know everything about the other.

- You know the Grotta Verde cliff? - Did you see a western movie?

No. It's at the end of a plain.

We have a house there. You can't see it from the road.

It's Annalisa's idea. She's taking me there until exams are over.

- So we'll no longer see each other! - Two days, then written exams.

Maybe it's for the best. I'll try to again sit behind you.

- Will you let me copy? - Can't I see you there?

We don't even have a phone. The time will go by quickly.

I bet you come down to clean it every day.

You'll pass your exams. Then get the car and come pick me up.

I'll look at the gate until you arrive.

We'll come too! We fit in the back.

You didn't understand a thing!

It's a serious relationship. There's only room for the 2 of us.

These are the history notes.

You won't need the book.

Are you leaving the day after tomorrow?

How were you able to write so much?

All of math is here.

You won't need them? They matter so much to you.

I already know them.

Each minute that goes by, I realize how pretty you are.

Physics, Chemistry, Greek and Latin are here.

I can't stop anymore.

I'm like drugged. I can't do without it anymore.

I eat and study, walk and study.

Inside the house, outside, everywhere.

Studying is like a drug. The more you study, the more you like it.

I feel like it, too.

Everything fits inside this little head. Don't worry.

"Within a cypress’ shade or in an urn, solaced by weeping,

is the sleep of death perhaps less grievous?"

"When for me no more will the Sun keep

this festive family of plants and beasts still fertile on this earth..."

"Within a cypress’ shade..."

- You know this one, too! - You came to say goodbye, love?

- I think I've lost my memory. - What are you saying?

I don't know a thing, Paolo.

I can't even remember Pythagoras’s theorem.

You know the logarithms?

I don't know them.

It doesn't matter. It's one subject.

They're all like that!

- What is an alkaline reaction? - I don't know.

- Who was Anaximenes? - I don't know.

- And Gattamelata? - I don't know these things!

I came to see you just the same. I convinced Dad, but I'm tired.

37,038 pages, an encyclopedia, all here, in my head.

The day before the exams, we'll be crawling.

You look worn out, white as a sheet. You study too much.

Give me permission not to study, and I'll quit right away.

A nine hour car ride round trip to only stay six hours!

Why choose holiday places that are so far away?

Wait... a shake.

Men keep asking what they are dancing.

It's true.

I see that you've changed, Paolo.

So what does this early holiday mean to you?

Days and days... without Dad.

You don't get along anymore?

Exactly. We are fine by ourselves, as you see.

You're a big boy now. It's easy to understand such things.

What is this questioning? And with your mother!

I'm the one with the duty of asking you questions.

Paolo, come on. What's happened to you during this period?

There are many vacation people here.

Don't change the subject. What are you hiding from me?

When I'll have something to hide, I'll tell you.

My mother used to say,

"The thread that holds mothers to children breaks one day."

Grandma! I hated her! Her, and her famous phrases.

- Do you know that girl? - No.

Giuliana, where are you? I took you to the country to have you study,

and you never have a book in your hand.

You don't know how often I think of you!

You don't know how often I think of you!

You don't know how much I don't study! How much I don't study!

And you? Where will you go?

What are you doing right now?

Giuliana! What are you doing?

Hey, Giuliana! Ever since you were little, I waste time drying you.

I don't admit colds before exams. Go change.

Dear, Paolo, you never know how our stories end up.

When you're bored, you can find so many opportunities!

You care for a guy, and then are involved in some other guy's life.

I'm about to confess something serious I shouldn't have thought of.

But you will understand.

Detached, distant, you never showed me real evidence of affection.

And there's always and only Annalisa here to talk to.

You're in doubt, huh? You don't know which to choose.

Each of these dresses remind you of something.

You've remained so innocent! You guessed.

I never told you that when I was at the sea, after Auntie's death,

I met another guy who I liked.

An old acquaintance.

An architect.

It would have ended there, also because I was very sad,

if the devil hadn't...

That man came back in my life.

He happens to be here, directing the works for a new hotel.

Dear Paolo, I don't know how to say it, but...

I sensed I was about to cheat on you.

We met on a scaffold of the construction site.

I wanted to run away, but...

I had no way out.

He followed me, kissed me, and took advantage of me.

I... I let him do what he wanted.

Listen, I noticed you don't dislike me.

Will you come dancing with me tonight?

I swear, Paolo. I never saw him again! Never!

You'll forgive me, won't you? You'll forgive me, right? You will?

- Are you crazy? - I've decided not to take the exams.

You're self-inflicting, a madman!

A degree is ideal for the company.

- Of course! - And you must have one!

Sure, a degree to cultivate plastic flowers.

Listen...

Let's talk to each other...

from man to man.

What happened to you?

I wasn't born yesterday, you know?

My brain isn't working anymore.

Know what? I don't even care about losing the convertible.

I don't need it, anyway.

I was expecting it.

You're experiencing something new lately,

but at your age, sooner or later, it happens to everyone.

There's no need to worry. It doesn't last long.

It passes, like a toothache.

Take them. I'll give you the car, anyway.

You'll see that everything will work out.

No, Dad. I have no use for it.

It's not the facts that upset us, but the news.

Discovering something you never knew about someone

is like meeting a different person.

Paolo, it's you! I'll get dressed and come to the gate. Wait.

To what extent must a person be modern?

Here she comes.

Who could imagine that behind that saintly face...

Pure, with an innocent air.

I could kill her!

Leave her. It's so simple!

You came here, told me the trouble you had,

and it ended there. Do you prefer me dressed?

What do you say? What do you think I should do?

Go back to her, and don't think about it anymore.

She wrote it to you, so it means it's cancelled.

She confessed to you. Aren't you happy, dear?

What more can you expect from a girl?

Know that you look smaller? How is school?

Disgusting. I won't go anymore.

He won't take his exams! 13 years thrown away!

- Where is he now? - He didn't come home yesterday.

What kind of a parent are you, not knowing where your son sleeps?

You only know how to give costly presents,

to ease your conscience.

Always so protected!

Of course they crumble at the first obstacle.

What are you doing here?

I wasted these years with you only to wait for our son to grow up.

The first time I leave him with you, he's wiped out like a puppet!

You only think of your interests,

fixed with your plastic brain.

The thought of him being so far away drives me crazy!

This house without him is like not having it.

If he begins now to go in and out...

as he pleases, I won't be able to face it.

I cannot stand it!

At this point, I may as well leave.

As far away as possible.

You like it?

I broke my dad's safe to get the keys.

I promised I'd come and get you after the exams, but I didn't make it.

Why did you leave the last time? I remained on the road an hour.

What kind of joke was that?

Stefania isn't taking the exams. Does she have the mumps?

- Did you receive my letter? - No. What letter?

To what extent must a person be modern?

In former days, a boyfriend would have slapped her.

Franco takes amphetamine to study at night.

He'll end up being a nervous wreck.

Since you began studying for your high school diploma, you've changed.

You limply drag yourself on the street, without any bones left.

I made up what I wrote in the letter.

I wanted to see your expression.

Did you take it seriously? I could've said it or not.

You boys never change. We women change the world.

Paolo, don't worry, nothing happened.

- Want to take a fast ride in the car? - I'll follow you, my lord.

So you've decided?

Yes. Here with you, I've only had disappointments.

I'll go anywhere... abroad,

to America, the Antilles, on the top of the world.

Right, what a fuss!

What's a six month departure

when a husband and wife have nothing to talk about for years?

I know. My mom wouldn't have approved.

In her days, it was a tragedy each time.

Luckily, we are more practical!

We are never separated, and are always separated.

- Are you in love? - No.

You're lying. You're in love with me more and more each day.

Like you.

We are the same age, but you seem older than me now.

Haven't you already been in your plastic Antilles these years?

Well, I'm going to the real ones.

We never thought of the future.

In fact. What guarantees do we have?

First wait to convince Paolo to take his exams.

- Perhaps if you tell him... - Yes.

- I can time you here. - No.

Get out. I want to try pushing it full speed by myself.

He is resting now.

It's nothing. Just a small accident due to too much study.

Yes, he got sick at the wheel.

No, it's nothing. Just shock.

Anyway, thank you very much. Very kind of you.

Yes, thank you. Thank you, goodbye.

Where did I put it? It disappears. I'll lose my head one day.

Where is it?

Here it is.

It doesn't even work!

You're still here.

I told you, don't worry about Paolo. It's nothing serious.

- May I see him? - Don't insist.

You'll see him at school, during the exams.

After that moment, I don't understand a thing.

I feel something... as if it were my fault.

Your fault? Don't exaggerate!

You two took things too seriously. Those are the dangers.

One gets a car to race after a young girl,

and tragedies happen!

Why don't you clearly say that we must stop?

Stop what?

Fooling around, not thinking about school when you should.

I've always pitied kids who are left to themselves.

Anyway, you were kind to come see him. I'll tell him.

Goodbye.

Yes, I am a school-mate.

That is what I am for Paolo.

The relationship is over. A small accident, a pretext,

and while you worry so much,

they let you know that it was just a kid's game.

Goodbye, Paolo. Maybe it's right that it ended like this.

She's not here. It's useless that you look for her.

Anyway, she doesn't want to see you again.

Yes, she doesn't want to see me again!

She does it sometimes, but then gets over it.

Don't get your hopes up.

Nothing more can be done.

Right, because she's bright!

She knows everything!

Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with you. Blessed are you...

History of art. I am fine with that.

Math, awful.

Latin and Greek... bad.

What am I good at?

Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with you...

Giuliana, what're you doing here?

Where are you going, lunatic? What's in your head?

Don't bother with me. It's over!

- So it's true about the other guy! - I don't want to see you again!

You're even jealous. It's useless for you to deny it.

Get out of there. Don't be silly!

I don't want to see you again! Our love is a kid's game!

- You decide or deny as you please! - No. I think things over!

You know what? I don't want to see a lunatic like you again!

Close yourself in your greenhouse and get buried there!

Can we abolish the dreariness of these exams and the teachers?

- Are you nervous? - No, I'm relaxed.

Did you look at yourself before coming?

- This hell won't last too long. - Are you prepared?

Yes. What I've done is enough.

- I'd prefer current events. - They'll choose something boring.

They should let us choose.

Wishful thinking! They'll never do it.

- You're right. Hi, Paolo. - We wouldn't sweat with a storm.

You were in bed these days and were able to charge up.

- I thought of other things. - We're tired.

- The dictionary? - No, it's heavy.

Kids! Kids! Your attention, please!

Come to the classroom for the Italian written exam.

Life is anguish, it is terror.

And love, because I am here.

It was tough. Did you finish?

Write 1:30 p.m.

Hadn't you turned it in?

Yes. I'm looking for my pen. Here it is.

Go on.

Failed!

Do you realize it?

Failed!

There’s one thing I’m lucky about... I’m not your mother!

Right!

I was expecting it.

With everything going on in your head, it had to end this way!

You just think of boys, in books,

in records, in shows!

This is how it had to end up!

You regret it, huh?

You're not answering? I hope you're at least sorry.

I am curious to know what you want to do.

What are you up to?

Will you answer?

Life is anguish, it is terror.

And love, because I am here.

- Here I am! - Finally you made it.

- Where are we going? - We'll see.

It's not so easy.

It's like being on a plane up here!

Let's listen to a record.

Oh, God! My mother's plane ticket!

I'd gone to get it. I was to leave with her.

- Now she has to stay with my dad. - Yes!

Where are we going?

Wherever you want. Vienna, Budapest, Berlin, Zurich, Amsterdam!

Wonderful! Algiers, Athens, Sofia, Istanbul, Tokyo, Hong Kong!

- Tahiti, Honolulu! - Formosa!

- Prague, Bombay! - Helsinki, Leningrad, Moscow!

- London! Paris! - Rio de Janeiro!

- Brussels, Tenerife! - Bahia, San Paolo!

- Dakar, Samoa! - Warsaw!

- Monte Carlo! Barcelona! - Ankara!

- Torremolinos! - Zaragoza!

- Naples, Munich, Oslo! - Dusseldorf!