Original subtitles

LET'S TAKE A BREAK

Can I get a light?

Valter!

- It's me, Fiorella. - Fiorella!

- You're all grown up. - It's been 7 years since we moved.

- I'm at university now. - What then?

We'll see. You?

- I'm doing military service. - What then?

I've half a mind to open a restaurant.

A place of my own, Fiorella.

I'm going back inside. I'm glad we met.

Me too.

Valter...

Let's never quit smoking, or else we'll never meet again.

Fiorella!

I'll take you dancing.

When does love begin?

It's that moment when a spark ignites.

Time stands still and you imagine it'll be forever.

An instant later, you realize that 30 years have passed.

Valter and Fiorella had no way of knowing that would happen.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

- A table for two? - Go ahead.

Do you do "carbonara"?

That's like asking a priest if he has any Sacred Host.

- Of course, I'm sorry. - It's a metaphor.

Mom! Mom!

Stop it, Mom! What are you doing?

- Are you sure it's positive? - I've done four.

Any more and I'll become a shareholder in the pharmacy.

You'll have to tell Dad.

- What will he say? - Yeah, Dad...

The last time I had a conversation with Dad was on my birthday.

- What did he say? - What do you think? "Unwrap it."

Unwrap it.

- Unwrap it! - Mom.

- Stop, Mom! - Unwrap it!

- Unwrap it! - Mom!

Is there a precise moment when love comes to an end?

Understanding that isn't easy. At least for me.

If you already knew, you could prepare yourself.

Darling, promise me we're not going to a surprise party.

No, no surprise party. You tell her, Charlie.

Don't worry.

What was that?

Four letters. Wide and deep and Rome is full of them.

- A hole? - I'm going to take a look.

Put these headphones on, I don't want the surprise to be ruined.

We wouldn't want to ruin the surprise.

Surprise!

- Hi, Anna. - Hi, Jan.

Who's this?

Fabrizio's best friend.

Is he late? Same old Fabrizio.

He asked to have the party here, then leaves me with 30 starving strangers!

What a nice accent, Jan.

- It's Polish. - I love Poland.

Me too.

It's him! Everyone hide.

- Should I start cooking the pasta? - Yes.

Well, are you arriving?

I've got flat!

He's got a flat.

- Stop cooking? - I understand, but get a move on.

They've been here for ages, they're hungry.

I know, my father's coming to get us.

I'll call just before we arrive, bye.

Have you only got three songs on your iPod?

- Yes, but they're all fantastic. - Fantastic?

- I'm coming. - All three are by Masini!

His music makes me feel anxious.

- About time! - We're still in time for the party!

Dad, you've ruined the surprise!

- I knew it! - I'm taking you somewhere very romantic.

Aren't your friends waiting at Anna's wine bar?

Fantastic. The surprise is ruined.

- Got a cigarette? - I don't smoke, Dad!

You should start.

- Put this back on for the party. - Sure.

Can I tell you something?

- I'd give you a poke. - Dad!

What's wrong? Life's beautiful when it's unpredictable.

You're so hot!

Everyone ready! This time they're really here.

Hide!

Careful, there's a curtain.

- Allow me. Keep going. - Don't let me fall!

Never, come on.

- It's dark. - You're blindfolded, you're not Superman.

Almost there. Now stop.

Surprise!

No, I could never have guessed. Honestly.

I told you it was a bad idea.

I had a flat, my father got lost... It's not my fault if we took three hours.

They're beautiful!

- You shouldn't have, Caterina! - I gave you the whisk.

Then who...

Excuse me.

This is mine, my love.

- It's beautiful. - A giant Charlie, I had it made.

It's him. "Hi! Hi!"

It's giving me goose bumps.

I'm happy. Want to hold him?

Love needs time and contact.

If you're 20 years old and think you'll find it online,

you'll end up falling for someone you've never met in person, like Erica.

Hurry up!

Hold on!

- What's wrong? - I've lost an ear.

Come on!

Hold on, Chupaka can't go in with only one ear!

You can't even tell! Hurry up, he sent me his location.

Know what he looks like? His profile has no photos.

Not even a bathroom selfie, only drawings.

They've been chatting online for a year but he's never sent her a photo.

- Strange. - Very suspicious.

You're so slow! Come on!

Erica?

I'm Gabriel.

Hi, Gabriel!

Airheads.

Am I not how you expected? Are you disappointed?

Not at all, you're a fantastic Myhashi.

Your kinshifting is perfect.

Thanks.

- Listen, do you want to... - Definitely!

No, I mean...

Yeah, sure.

Let's go.

She's out of the lesbian chat group.

At least we can talk in here. I get anxious around people.

I understand. I suffer from anxiety sometimes too.

I really feel like Myhashi.

- A flawed angel who prefers man... - Over immortals.

I'm like Chika.

Hesitant, a dreamer, always mistaken.

You feel that way, too?

As though I'm not able to do the things everyone else does.

Even the simplest things, I always get them wrong. I never...

Sorry.

What for?

Still looking at Gabriel's photos?

Give it a rest. I haven't seen you for a week.

What's going on?

Have you fallen in love?

I don't know, Fabiana.

I don't know.

You were with him these days, weren't you?

Maybe I was, maybe I wasn't.

Maybe you were.

Who knows.

Relax, I'm not jealous.

- I know you're not jealous. - Really?

Yes.

I was right to leave you in the lesbian chat group.

GLUE FOR BROKEN HEARTS

Hello, today we're talking about taking a break to reflect.

No, it's not the end of the relationship.

Taking a break is like hitting pause.

It's an opportunity to revitalize the relationship.

Where are my blue jeans?

But why would anyone want to revitalize this relationship?

They're in there! Open your eyes!

My eyes are open but... Where the fuck are my jeans?

God, take me with you.

A long pass, but he can't...

Did you see that?!

- Are you tossing the carbonara? - Yes, Chef... No, Chef.

You don't cook the egg! Is this a Chinese restaurant?

- No, Chef. - Ahmed, fire him.

Okay, Chef. Right after I make this "pinsa."

Hey, not a word about this to anyone!

Two "cacio e pepe" for the attorney.

- On a Wednesday? - Don't ask me!

He has pork shank on Wednesdays.

Penalty!

Don't tell me anything. I'm going to watch it at home.

It'll be overturned by VAR.

- What's VAR? - Hamir, you don't know anything.

- Ahmed. - I know, I'll fire him.

First, two pork shanks. Mark my words.

At once.

We're now seeing the replay...

- Are you eating raw bacon? - For the carbonara, Chef.

Make the carbonara, don't eat it!

It's a sort of polyphonic narration.

One of the most fascinating literary genres of the 20th century.

- Indeed. - Take "One Hundred Years of Solitude".

- A masterpiece. Have you read it? - Of course, twice.

Mix that with Milan Kundera.

- Here? Now? - Can you imagine the result?

A real-world setting infused with the supernatural.

- The supernatural. - Where fiction and reality merge as one.

- Realismo mágico! - It really is mágico.

Our "cacio e pepe" will leave you speechless.

No, I'm allergic!

- She's allergic. - I'm allergic to pepper.

- To pepper? - Yes.

I'll go into anaphylactic shock!

- Goodness me! - I'll need an adrenaline shot.

- Are you able to give injections? - No. You?

- If necessary. - Good.

You have the wrong attorney, Valter.

- It was a mistake. - Take these away.

Next time, listen to me.

- My apologies. I'm very embarrassed. - It's all right.

- Now, if you don't mind... - I understand.

- Problem solved. - Yes.

- Let's get back to this Realismo... - Mágico.

I live for literature, but "cacio e pepe" would kill me.

- Hey. - Hello, my love.

I rang three times, but you didn't answer.

- How are things? - Fine. I missed you.

Me, too.

Tell me...

How was today?

The usual boring day of an architect on a construction site.

I was thinking about New Year's Eve.

How about something intimate, just you and me?

What do you say?

Without the teddy bear.

- You and me? - Yes.

Come here, my love.

- Wait, a condom! - No, no!

Yes, yes, yes! It'll just take a second.

You know I don't want to. Stay where you are, I'll be right back.

Where are the ginger-flavored ones?

Who's that?

My parents. I invited them over for dinner.

He's puts a cross in from the left...

- Let's see this penalty. - They're pressing hard on that wing...

That's more like it.

What the...

Come on!

Valter.

Turn it off, Dad.

- Turn it off. - Turn it off for a minute.

What do you mean?

- Turn it off! - I'll lower the volume.

- Turn it off, this is important! - What's going on?

Tell him, sweetheart.

- I'm pregnant. - Eh?

- I'm pregnant. - What did she say?

She's pregnant.

Pregnant? Who was it?

Knowing that won't change the fact that she's pregnant.

- Whoever it was, it was. - Seeing it won't change anything,

I want to know who the fuck it was!

- Let's talk about her being pregnant! - Stop it!

Thanks for the help, both of you!

- As helpful as ever. Thanks. - Wait...

Martina! Where's she going?

Where are you going? How did it happen?

Do I have to explain? Don't you remember?

Yes, vaguely. I have this faint memory...

It's covered in dust.

She's only a child!

- Do you ever talk to that child? - We had an agreement.

You'd talk to her about tampons, contraceptives, matters of the heart.

I'd talk to the boy, because I feel more comfortable.

- I have long talks with Luca. - You know everything about Luca, right?

- What's there to know? - Nothing!

What does that mean? What's there to know?

Nothing!

Nothing. Every woman's magic word: "Nothing."

Valter, take responsibility and deal with this like a father.

Talk to our daughter, because she won't talk to me.

As if she'll talk to me! But I'll try.

- What will I say? - Find your own words!

- My own words? - Yes!

My own words... First let me recover from the shock.

A moment to gather myself.

You came in here, I wasn't expecting any of this.

You know...

Goodness me!

Watch your match. Roma lost!

Two-nil!

Two-nil?

What a shitty evening!

- A sour-cherry pie! - Here it is.

- Yes, all for my darling. - For everyone!

No, only for my little boy.

Attention please, I've got an important announcement.

Très important.

Attention... Marcella and I are separating!

- Exactly. - It's so exciting!

- It's our accountant's idea. - Why?

To pay less in taxes. I'll fool them all. It's genius!

It's illegal. You risk jail.

- Don't talk nonsense! - No.

Everything's arranged.

- I'll have to disappear every so often. - Exactly.

In case somebody comes to check. Better to play it safe.

- You've been together for 50 years. - Then it was about time!

I love you.

Besides, 75 is the new 35.

- Exactly. - You tell them, Marcella.

We're simply taking a break from each other.

We deserve it after all these years.

Excuse me one second...

Love isn't a video tape, where you can simply hit pause.

You tell them.

Well...

You'll have to excuse me, I have to get going.

- I'm going bowling with friends. - Since when have you played bowling?

Since when have I had friends? C'est si bon!

My own words...

- Dad? - I got it. I was...

I was looking... My phone rang...

- Mom sent you. - No.

She hasn't sent me yet today.

- How do you feel? - I feel like I'm pregnant, Dad.

- I know. - What do you know?

- You know how I feel? - No, I don't know anything.

I know you only want to know who the father is.

- Not in the least. - No!

No, and if it's Marco...

Well? Marco?

Ugo, Gabriele...

What's-his-name's son... Help me out.

- Santino. What's his name? - Paolo?

Paolo!

I don't care.

- However... - However what?

If it's one of them, I'd like to know.

- Again, Dad? - You must know who the father is!

Fuck off, Dad.

Perfect.

Perfect.

Find your own words, she says.

Well, I can't find the words.

HEY! U THERE?

- Why's life always so complicated? - What's happened now?

- Are you still stuck on Gabriel? - Why am I always the crazy one?

We chat for a year, he travels 476 kilometers to meet me,

we fuck, and now he won't answer me?

Let it go. He's ghosting you.

It happens all the time, right?

- That's all I needed. Fabiana! - Well, if you date so many people.

With Fabiana, it's just sex. We're not in a relationship.

My bad!

I said "relationship."

Who's calling you?

Nobody. Some guy I met on social media.

- How old is he? - How should I know?

- "Is everything all right?" - He must be ancient.

Is he harassing you because you didn't answer his call?

- I'm a mess, right? - Yep.

Good evening, enjoy your meal. Ma'am.

Attorney, can I get you anything while you wait?

At this stage, I may as well order.

- This girl always stands me up. - That's a shame.

- Damn right, she's 20! - The same age as my daughter.

- At that age... - Say no more, I can imagine.

No, you can't imagine. I'll deal with her after lunch.

Sit down, I need your advice.

- My pleasure. - Let's see...

This is Lena.

Age 50, a vet, profile tagline: "I solve Rubik's cubes".

- Take a look. - Not bad.

- Who's that guy above her? - That's me.

- You? - Of course. Look.

- Is that you? - Yes.

- When? - What do you mean?

Romeo, come here!

Do you recognize the guy in this photo?

- No, who is he? - What do you mean?

Are you playing a joke? It's me.

- It's been retouched! - Do you think I retouch my photos?

Back when you were in the army!

- Look who it is. - My wife?

- What's she doing here? - Beats me.

If you hide in the fridge, I'll say I haven't seen you.

Fiorella!

- What are you doing here? - I have to tell you something.

Did you talk to her?

- Martina! Did you talk to her? - Of course I did!

- What did she say? - "Fuck off, Dad."

She won't talk to me either. You know what she's like.

She needs to hear a man's opinion, she needs a father.

- She has a father. - But he's never around.

I haven't got the time, I'm always working.

I've been hearing that for 30 years.

- Guess what. - What?

- From today, I haven't got the time. - What does that mean?

We're taking a break.

It's absurd. I've never heard anything like it.

Together for 50 years, and now for tax reasons...

How long could a man like that survive by himself?

Your father is the only clear-minded person in this family.

I think he's right.

Let's take a break.

Take a break.

A break from what?

A break from what, Fiorella!

From us?

- From all of them? - Yes.

Let me count...

A relationship break only works if there's also a separation.

- Is that clear to both of you? - Yes.

Good, now tell me what you don't like about each other.

- I'll start. - Of course.

He's absent as a father and as a husband.

- Really? - Yes.

Should I feel guilty for working?

- Because he's the only one who works. - Did I say that?

Looking after a home and kids is nothing!

- I don't do anything for my children?! - What do you do?

I've done stuff!

I talk to them and listen to their problems every day.

- Really? - And it's no small thing.

- Sure, it's no small thing. - Did you hear that?

- What did I say? - Your tone of voice!

- Please, one at a time. - Yes.

The only thing he cares about is

knowing who the father is. Nothing else.

I think it's normal to want to know who the father is.

My 20-year-old daughter is pregnant.

Can't I know who the father is?

- And what kind of a father are you? - Don't do this.

Don't do this, Fiorella. I never had a father, Doctor.

I grew up without a father. Only a mother, God rest her soul.

My father left when I was small. He went to Milan.

He came back when I was 30, with a new wife and another son.

No one taught me how to be a father.

- Who taught me how to be a mother? - Being a mother is different.

- Women give birth... - The same old story!

Motherhood comes naturally to women!

I won't say another word. You can't stand anything I say!

- I can't stand you! - Why didn't you say so?

I'm just going to leave you for a few minutes.

Fine.

- Where's she gone to? - Valter.

You have to find a hotel. Somewhere else to stay.

A hotel?

- I can't even sleep in my own home? - No, you heard Doctor Sperati.

A relationship break only works if there's a separation.

"You heard Doctor Sperati?"

- Are you joking? - No.

How long will I have to tell my business to the doctor?

- As long as it takes. - How long will that be?

- Six months? One year! - One year?

One year?

Fine.

If that's what you want.

- Where are you going? - To work, where else?

- Now? - No, tomorrow!

This Doctor What's-Her-Name... Psycho... charges 120...

Right? 120 euros per session.

Who'll pay her if I don't work? Bye, Fiorella.

Doctor.

- These pilgrims have such resolve. - Again?

- We should walk the Via Francigena. - I'll make a note of it.

If Fabiana and Gianni are bugging you, dump them.

There's no danger of Gabriel bugging you.

- Okay, I'll write to them. - Good.

Space...

- Time. - What did you write?

That I need space and time.

- Sent. - Good, send it to Gianni too.

- Already done. - What, you forwarded it to him?

- Yeah. - He'll see that!

"Send it to your uncle, too!"

- I think I screwed up. - But do you feel better now?

No, because that asshole Gabriel

keeps reading my messages but doesn't reply.

Erica, just forget about Gabriel. It's poisoning you!

You don't want to hear from me anymore? You don't like me?

Block me, what's the problem? But why drive me crazy?

I don't know how things works in Padua, but tell me to my face!

- How can he if he's ghosting you? - Find a way!

- I have it! - What?

- You want to see him, right? - Yes.

- I've got an idea. - Sounds scary!

Is the "cacio e pepe" here very peppery?

- The name says everything. - Your "cacio e pepe"!

Pepper turns me on, it envelops me, it raises my temperature.

It has that effect.

- Can I have more? - Of course.

We know people who are allergic to pepper...

- Off you go. - More pepper.

- Please. - More pepper!

- We were saying? - Do you like it creamy?

- In what way? - Or feet on your face?

- It depends. - Covering your eyes, so you can't see.

- Like a sort of groping? - What's your trauma?

How can I hurt you, Gianni?

I've got an ingrown toenail. You could step on it.

- Romeo. - Yeah?

That girl with the attorney,

she wants more pepper because it turns her on, it envelops her.

- What's that mean? - How would I know?

Why have you put a bed in the storeroom?

Why do you think? I slept there.

- Fiorella kicked me out of the house. - I don't blame her!

We're open on all holidays.

And we're fully booked on all holidays!

Then let's stay open all night, too!

Someone might want lamb stew at 4:00 a.m.

4:00 a.m.?

Are you seriously considering it?

- What did you do with the bag of flour? - I used it for a pillow.

You're sleeping at my place tonight.

Darling, you really packed my bags? You weren't joking?

No.

Here, check this out. It'll change your mind.

Surprise!

- This doesn't make any sense. - Sure it does!

Trust me! Pick one.

- Are you serious? - Yes! Trust me.

You only get to pick one.

No! The Seychelles!

See, Charlie, it's destiny! The Seychelles!

I've been asking to go to The Seychelles for three years

and now that we're taking a break, you want to take me.

Seriously?

May I say something, my love?

The idea of taking a break seems ridiculous to me.

- We talked about it, we decided. - No, you decided.

Listen, my feelings have changed. I need some time for myself.

Okay?

I understand that, but I love you.

Can we not start all this again?

Please.

Say hi to your mom.

- What's wrong now? - The fact that this is my house.

- Bye. - Bye.

Bye.

Fabrizio.

Let's go, Gianni. I'm going to sprinkle you with pepper

and sniff you like poppers.

- What are poppers? - I'll show you.

Let's go. Ahmed's closing up.

Bye, Romeo. See you tomorrow.

Where are you going? You're sleeping at my place.

- It's a force of habit. - I understand.

- 30 years... - I know.

30 years of leaving home every morning,

kissing my wife and coming to the restaurant.

Every evening for 30 years,

I go home and give her a kiss before falling asleep.

- 30 years! - I understand, 30 years.

- Let's go. - 30 years is a long time.

- It's not even a life sentence nowadays. - 30 years!

- Stefania, I'm home. - Do you still live with your mother?

Yeah, but just ignore her.

- Where are you, Mom? - I'll come too.

Hi.

He says I'm not all there with the head anymore.

- That's not true. - Nonsense.

Valter's staying with us for a few days, okay?

It's only for a short while.

My wife says we need to take a break so she can reflect.

I don't know what she needs to reflect about.

We dated for 7 years, lived together for 3...

30 years in total.

She says I've never understood her.

You don't understand a woman from what she says.

You understand her by seeing her.

Now go, because I have to get dressed and do my make-up.

- Off you go. - Bye.

- Bye. - Bye.

- Where's she going at this hour? - Nowhere. She lives in her own world.

I can hear you!

- The bionic woman. - You're telling me.

- There you go. - Thank you.

Hi.

- Hi. - Thanks again for the party.

No problem. I'm always here for you.

I was sorry to hear you left Roberto.

You know how it goes. You wake up one day and realize:

"I no longer want to sleep with him". So you take a break.

What do you mean "a break"? What did you say to him?

After three years of trying to save our relationship, I told him the truth.

- That my feelings had changed. - No, no...

- But first you gave him a chance? - What for?

We took a break because it's over.

- What do you mean? But... - Are you that worried about Roberto?

I don't care about that idiot Roberto. Valeria wants to take a break, too.

- She said: "My feelings have changed." - Ah!

- Ah? - Maybe it's different for her.

- Haven't you got any whisky? - You don't drink!

Then make it a double.

- Damn it! - Darling, you're always dribbling.

- No, it's the broth. - I ought to spoon-feed you.

You're probably right.

- You know what I'll do later? - What?

I'll take care of you.

I'll give you a nice bath.

- A bath? - I'll wash you all over.

Your hands, your feet...

- I like having my feet washed. - Some talcum powder.

- I like talcum powder. - I'll cover you in it, all over!

- Like a donut. - Excuse me.

Can I get you anything else?

- No, we're fine. - Thank you.

I'm going to freshen up.

Now you're going to tell me. What's going on?

- Polyamory, Valter. - Poly?

Polyamory. One for her brains, one for the sex,

one to take care of you like a baby.

You'd never find all of that in one woman.

- No? - Take Marisa.

- "Pork shank" Marisa? - Exactly.

With Marisa, eloquence and poetry reign supreme.

- It's a cerebral orgasm. - I see.

It's different from the one you're familiar with.

- Something else entirely. - How so?

When she climaxes, she recites "The Divine Comedy".

All nine circles?

Of course. And Fulvia?

- Fulvia. - Fulvia...

- "Cacio e pepe"? - Exactly.

Fulvia is sex. No need to even talk.

Since she has the IQ of a beaver.

- But she's fantastic in bed! - I understand.

You might say she's as eager as a beaver in bed!

- What about "tortellini soup"? - The mother, obviously.

Damn! And what about the young babe?

God, the young babe... she sends me straight to heaven!

When I talk to her, I feel 20 years younger.

Even 30, judging by your photo.

Four women make the perfect woman. Understand?

Four?

- One wife is more than enough for me. - Polygamy is in man's DNA.

- Deep inside. - The king of the jungle.

We are lions. Ever seen a lion with only one lioness?

- No. - Neither have I.

Listen, my phone battery is dead.

- Can I borrow yours? - Sure.

- I need to check my social media. - I don't have an account.

- Don't you use social media? - No.

Fine, I'll create a profile for you. One second.

- What are doing? - Don't worry, it'll only take a second.

We'll use this photo.

Tell me, do all these women know what you're up to?

There's no need to even say anything. That's the great thing about polyamory.

I'd be careful if I were you. I'd tell them.

We are lions.

Found it.

- What time do finish tomorrow? - Shortly after midnight.

- I'm taking you to a party. - I don't want to go to a party.

We're lions, Valter! Lions!

A bit more.

- Is that the best you can do? - What else do you want?

- Was that Gabriel? - I don't know, they all look the same.

The idea of the party worked.

- All these Myhashis! - But I can't see Gabriel.

We're all dressed the same.

I don't see him.

- What is this? - Vodka.

You could've told me!

It's Fabiana, what should I do?

So we're on a break? And you sent us all the same message.

What an idiot!

I'm sorry, I'm a mess these days.

You're not a mess, you're straight. You're straight and cis!

You're straighter than my mother.

- Come on. - What a loser!

Thanks for coming. I would've felt embarrassed by myself.

Instead we're both embarrassed.

- Are you sure this girl will be here? - I'm certain.

- They're all dressed the same. - Don't worry, I'll find her.

- Where are your trumpet ears? - I told you you look like Shrek.

Me? I'm not Shrek.

- I'll go in. - Okay.

- And where's your waistcoat? - My character doesn't wear one.

- You have hair, Shrek is bald! - Why don't you beat it?

- Your belt is wrong, too. - Will you fuck off?!

- Shrek. - You, too.

- What's the problem? - I'm the Incredible Hulk, can't you see?

- Relax. - Sure!

They're both green.

Who's that?

I'm looking for my friends.

Benedetta!

Andrea!

- Hey! - Hey.

Well?

Why did you block me? It was just a joke.

You always laughed at my jokes before.

Who are you?

Gianni.

Gianni?

Yeah.

But you're old.

- What do you mean? - Benedetta!

Andrea!

Have you got any ideas for the restyling?

Don't worry, I'm going to make it less gym and very tech.

Very cool. Okay?

I'll send you a rendering of the main room in the next few days.

I can't wait. I knew you were the one!

You'll be my guests on New Year's Eve.

- How sweet! - I'll send drinks over.

Thanks.

- Valeria's an incredible architect. - Sorry.

Do you know what we say in Poland, my friend?

What?

There are plenty more pebbles on the beach.

We say "fish in the sea", but it's bullshit.

Let's get out of here. The world is full of women.

I know, but I can't stop thinking about her.

She's so beautiful.

You're a masochist. Did you come here to suffer?

You know me, Jan, I...

I've always been affectionate, sweet, available...

Like my dog?

I know what you need.

You need to surprise her.

Jan will look after you.

What are you doing? Jan, don't do anything stupid!

Let's hear it for Krizia for her performance!

What are you and Fabrizio doing for New Year's?

- What am I doing, you mean? - For real?

- Do you still love him or not? - I don't know.

Last week, the sound he was making with his toast was driving me crazy.

- What kind of sound? - The sound of someone eating toast.

I think you fancy someone else.

How long have we been friends? If that's the case, a break is pointless.

He's handsome, available, predictable...

- The spark is missing, understand? - Exactly. Dump him!

I don't know if I want to leave him.

Hey...

Isn't that Fabrizio?

Oh God! What's he doing?

You'd need the sea

To caress your feet

As you walk towards

A destination you can't see

And for this love

Born one summer

You'd need salt

To heal the wounds

White smiles

Through pink lips

To count the stars

While the sky rests

You'd need the sea

To get to the bottom of it

Now that you've left me

Like a package somewhere in the world

You'd need the sea

With all its storms

Still beating strongly

Against your windows

Hello and welcome to Glue for Broken Hearts.

All lot of you have asked:

What should you do when you're on a relationship break?

A great question.

Sleeping with your partner is definitely never a good idea.

Likewise, avoid having sex

with someone who wants to draw you into relationship.

Use the break to re-establish your priorities.

Work on yourself.

Have the courage to take a long look at yourself in the mirror.

Hi, Romeo. Is your mother asleep?

- I thought my mother was problematic. - I need a shower.

Take a break from everyday life and change your habits.

I WAS THINKING ABOUT THE POEM "ORLANDO FURIOSO"...

TOMORROW, LIKE FAKIRS! WE'LL DO IT ON A BED OF NAILS!

SHOULD I COME GIVE YOU A KISS GOODNIGHT?

Such peace!

Too much peace.

- Cheers! - Ahmed, didn't you fire him?

- Yes, Chef, but he said he'd sue us. - Have another drop, pal.

- Get him drunk so he doesn't sue us! - Hi, Dad.

Look who it is! My boy!

- How are you? - Good.

Isn't Luca handsome? He gets it from his mother.

Thank goodness! Imagine if he looked like you.

- How is radiology going? - I'm doing psychology.

Psychology? 120 euros a session! Good choice.

But why Padua? He's studying in Padua.

Doesn't Rome have any universities?

Is it true you're not sleeping at home?

- What's that? - Is it true you're not sleeping at home?

You know what your mother's like.

Don't worry, she'll get over it.

We're going to couples therapy. A load of bullshit.

- Don't tell her I said that. - I won't.

- Where are you sleeping? - At my place.

I'm taking care of your dad.

Romeo's taking care of me.

Don't worry, everything will be fine. We'll spend a family Christmas together.

- All right. I'm going to see Mom. - Sure.

- Bye, Romeo. - Bye.

- Bye everyone, enjoy your meal. - Bye.

Bye, Luca.

No, you're ruining my star!

- Is that supposed to be a star? - Can't you tell?

- Is it nice? - Delicious.

I'll cut off a point for you to take.

- Where? - With you.

On Christmas Eve? I thought I'd spend it here.

- It's better if you don't. - Better.

- It'll do us good, you'll see. - If you say so.

This is the first Christmas we won't be sleeping together.

Your Mom's Russian salad!

- Weren't the elephants here? - Yes.

- Mom... - She slaughtered them.

It still works!

Beautiful.

- Do you remember, Fiorella? - Of course.

- You gave it to me when Martina was born. - Exactly.

That was 20 years ago, but it seems like yesterday.

- Time flies. - Sure does.

- We'll have to buy another one. - No need to rush, Dad.

- I'm rushing? - Yes.

For that matter, when will we get to meet him?

I only want to talk to him.

Take him to the restaurant on New Year's Eve.

- That way, I'll know he exists. - I haven't told him yet.

Are you waiting for the kid to start school?

- We're on a break. - You, too? It must be contagious.

You still haven't told him something that important?

Just like you still haven't told him you're gay.

Eh!

- Merry Christmas. - Thanks!

Forgive me if I didn't want him to know.

Martina, you know what Dad's like!

- What? - And what exactly is Dad like?

You've got the wrong idea about me.

I have lots of gay friends!

I don't believe it! He says the most predictable thing.

They even have sons.

And sometimes these sons bring home beautiful girls.

Luckily.

- Luckily what? - I'm trying, what more do you want?

- See, telling him was pointless. - You're right.

Let's be like them and never say anything.

Look at them! Look at them!

They don't even know why they're still together.

- Martina, show some respect! - I'll talk to her.

- You talk to her! - I'll talk to her.

I don't believe this.

We didn't even eat the starters!

What a pain!

- I knew you already knew. - Of course I knew.

Knowing is one thing...

accepting is another.

What's done is done.

- Two little ducks, 22. - Has 21 come out yet?

Pay attention, Stefania.

90. The doorbell.

- Isn't it "Top of the shop"? - No, it's our doorbell.

- Merry Christmas! - Merry Christmas.

- Hi. - Hello.

I brought some Russian salad Fiorella made.

She made it in the shape of a star but I squashed it.

Looks like a meteorite now.

- Well, Stefania? - I'd like a taste all the same.

- Of course. - Sit down.

- Do you want to play? - If there's room.

As long as you don't say "two-in-a-row" right away.

Here we go... 24!

What's the matter?

Nothing, I've had a difficult evening. You wouldn't understand.

What we want isn't important.

Our children's happiness is all that matters.

- Has she got superpowers? - Was she on the mark?

Yes. Where's she going?

She has this bad habit of walking off.

- How did she know about Luca? - Because I talk to my mother.

- Then you... - I told her that Luca is gay.

You knew, too.

Let's play.

37!

- Two-in-a-row! - I told you not to say that!

Where I'm from 24 and 37 on the same line makes "two-in-a-row".

Where I'm from it's called being lucky as fuck.

Forget it, bingo is depressing with two people.

Because we were having a riot when there were three of us?

Darling, I know it's Christmas, but I wanted to surprise you.

"Being consumed together by the fire of passion, my sweet lady,

was even better than in my dreams. Lancelot."

Who the fuck is Lancelot?

Who the fuck is Lancelot!

Fucking hell! Lancelot!

In nature, infidelity is commonplace.

The otter is one of the most unfaithful species,

staying with their partner for five days at most.

Otters!

Did you hear that, Romeo?

- Nature's never wrong. - But the otter could behave better.

Only 5% of mammals live their entire lives together.

- One of these is the lion. - The lion?

The king of the jungle stays with the same female.

He stays with her during her pregnancy and helps to raise the cubs.

Hear that? The attorney's an otter, not a lion!

It's not like I don't think about it, because I do.

But how can I understand what I am?

Erica, the point isn't what you are, but who you are.

Relationships give us a picture of who we are.

If you keep choosing the wrong people, you risk not recognizing yourself anymore.

Are you saying I have to choose?

I'm saying you can date whoever you want,

what's important is that they are affective relationships.

They're all affective relationships. Gabriel, Fabiana...

Not Gianni, but...

At a certain stage, I have to ask myself...

am I crazy or just a bit of a slut?

- Probably both. - What do you mean?

They're hypotheses.

- Goodbye and thank you. - Goodbye.

- Hi. - Hello, Valter.

- Hello. - Is the attorney here?

He's not here yet.

But he booked the usual table. Be my guest.

Today isn't Wednesday.

Hello.

- Please. - Hi, Valter.

- Hi. - Hello.

- Hello. - Is my little Gianni here?

- Little Gianni hasn't arrived yet. - I'll wait for him inside.

- It'll be a surprise. - Do you think you should?

My baby boy loves surprises.

Thanks.

- Hey! - Is Marisa inside?

Stop! Not only Marisa.

- They're all inside. - Who?

"Cacio e pepe", pork shank, and tortellini soup.

All three are inside.

- Good. - What do you mean?

It's natural.

The moment when they meet each other is fundamental

in this new, different, complex, but stimulating relationship.

- I'm going! - Where are you going?

Where are you going?

On the fifth day, the otter moves on.

- Is that a password? - No, something I saw.

- The otter sniffs around... - It's a metaphor.

- Yeah. - You're right.

Let's leave these otters sniff one another.

- But without me. I'm going. - Where the fuck are you going?

- What do I tell them? - Polyamory, Valter.

- The relationship must remain open. - Like your tab?

- Because they'll eat, but won't pay. - I know, that happens.

That happens?

So who's going to pay?

- I'm waiting for Gianni, too. - That's impossible.

How about we try to find some common ground?

- What do you like doing together? - Well...

Why look at me? How would I know?

You never know anything. Never an idea, a spark, nothing.

He only cares about the restaurant.

As if it's nothing.

How about you try to run the restaurant?

- Let's see how that'd work. - It wouldn't.

See?

And I'll tell you why. Because the restaurant is your dream.

And what is your dream, Fiorella?

My dream is...

My dream is to graduate...

and to keep dancing,

with you.

That was my dream.

I'll go.

Yes, Valter, go.

Goodbye.

- Gianni! - Valter.

- What are you doing here? - What am I doing here, Valter?

I need someone good to help me.

- Is she good? - What's wrong?

I'm having panic attacks, I wake up at night.

The truth is I'm alone and I'm destined to remain alone.

What do you mean? What about the polyamory?

Technically, it can work.

The problem is, which I didn't know,

- you have to tell them beforehand. - Beforehand.

- Otherwise... - I see.

- This was a backhand. - With the knuckles?

- Yeah, it hurts. - It hurts.

You're more of a panda than a lion.

- Hi! - Hi.

You must be Valter. Romeo told me lots about you. Come in.

Sorry, I have to get changed. I'm flying from Rome to Miami at 6 pm.

- Are you going on vacation? - I wish!

I'm a flight attendant.

Nice to meet you.

That's Augusto. They've been together for 7 years.

Hi, Stefania.

Augusto is a wonderful boy.

I've never known a closer, more rock-solid couple.

How's it possible that I never realized?

Realized what? That Romeo is happy?

My wife could be right.

No, she definitely is.

Where the heck does she go? She just walks off...

For polyamory to work it requires honesty and maturity.

- Nevertheless, there are risks. - I know about the risks.

Have you ever truly been in love, Gianni?

Yes. Luisa Mancini, senior year.

She was my friend Wrecker's girlfriend, but I was in love with her.

I'd give her my homework, my snacks...

I used to buy her marijuana, even if I've never taken drugs.

I really loved her, but she was crazy about Wrecker.

Then one day she came over to me

and whispered into my ear:

"We're making love tonight at my house."

So I went!

- And? - They were making love.

- Who? - Luisa and Wrecker.

Understand, Doctor?

Seeing Wrecker naked was terrible.

A classic case of post-traumatic adolescent sexual experience.

Is it serious?

Gianni, at what age did you have your first sexual experience?

Twenty... nine.

Maybe 28. But it was around that time.

What are you doing? Taking notes?

- I'll show it to you now. - I can't wait.

What do you think, Charlie, is Lancelot one of her colleagues?

That's him.

That's him! That's him! That's him!

That's him! That's him!

- Just the two of you? - Yes.

- Go on in. - Thanks.

Hi. Do you speak Italian?

Fine. The guy who just went in, did he book under the name Lancelot?

- Who are you, Harry Potter? - Are you making fun of me?

You started it.

Get lost before I carve a lightning bolt on your forehead.

- I only asked if he was Lancelot. - Go!

- Hi, Giorgio. - Hi.

- They're with me. - Okay.

- Good evening. - Hello.

- Do you like my ideas? - I love them.

I knew at once you were the right person.

I'm delighted you like my work.

- Didn't you fucking hear me? - Calm down! Calm down!

- Ger outta 'ere! - See, you can't speak Italian!

Hungry?

I've been eating all day.

When I was pregnant with you, I was constantly eating.

My bag was always full of food. Fruit, snacks, cheese, everything.

Like Eega Beeva's underwear.

Who's Eega Beeva?

Eega Beeva the comic strip, he has these underwear that...

Never mind, it's from years ago.

Did you put on a lot of weight?

Quite a bit. But you'll lose it again.

When your bump grows...

everything changes.

If you decide to keep it,

it won't just be your world anymore, but both of yours.

- Can I ask you a question? - Of course.

You and Dad stayed together for me and Luca, right?

- No. - Be honest.

You should've left him years ago. Why are you only taking a break now?

I'm taking a break from my husband, not your father.

It's different.

Being a mother is a constant challenge.

Of course I would've managed by myself,

but you had the right to grow up with a father.

He wasn't the greatest father, he was often absent.

Imperfect, if you will.

But he has always loved you so much.

And that made me happy.

It's different now.

Now, I want a man who doesn't hide behind excuses.

I know he loves me, but...

he has to fall in love with me again.

I want to keep my baby.

But if it doesn't work out between me and Vincenzo, we'll split up.

Vincenzo?

- Ah, that Vincenzo. - Yes, Mom, that Vincenzo.

- He's handsome. - Yeah, I know.

- Have you told him? - No. He should've been more careful.

Both of you should have been more careful, Martina.

Both of you. But what's done is done.

I'll go with you to the gynecologist tomorrow, okay?

Thanks, Mom.

For what?

Come here, sweetheart.

Great night, eh?

Just like old times.

Father and son.

- We've never gone out together before. - Never?

- Let's leave. - No, let's go in.

- This place? - Yes.

- It's where I met your mother. - Yeah, but it's changed since then.

- Don't tell me you didn't know. - Don't you like it?

That's not it, Dad.

Besides, it doesn't work like that.

- Bro, got a cigarette? - Huh?

- Got a cigarette? - I don't smoke.

- Let's go in. - Let's leave.

- Why? - Let's go.

Taste this "gricia".

Why don't you stay for New Year's Eve?

Christmas with family, New Year's with whoever.

I thought that was Easter!

Anyway...

Look at this! It'll be finger-licking good.

Tell me, are you...

in love with this... "whoever"?

What about you, do you still love Mom?

I've never stopped.

Never.

Look at this! Never mind those celebrity chefs.

They're no match for me!

It's ready.

Be honest, you'd prefer it if I were straight.

What sort of question is that?

Of course.

Of course I would, but you are what you are.

- You can change your shirt now. - Don't worry, I will.

First we'll eat.

For you.

Lancelot, Lancelot...

Look at that damn face.

- Hi. - My love.

You look fantastic.

- Really? - I'm jealous.

- Bye. - Bye, darling!

- Still here? - I don't believe in violence.

- It's a choice I've made. - Well done.

- It's a choice! - Well done, get lost.

All the lunatics want to get in here tonight.

I want to go away, Doctor.

There are fantastic offers for Japan and I want to go.

- Why Japan? - Well, I like Manga.

Besides, my friend Takashi lives in Kyoto.

I'll go there, see how I get on, and maybe stay.

Before graduating, things weren't going well between me and my boyfriend.

I wanted to go abroad, too.

But that unresolved relationship would have come with me.

So I decided to stay.

- What happened with your boyfriend? - He became my husband.

Before going, Erica, you should tie up your loose ends.

But Padua is 476 kilometers away!

And Japan is 15,000.

You too together, perfect.

- Sorry, what's your name? - Fiorella.

Fiorella, you'll dance with me. All right?

I haven't danced in years.

- Don't worry, we'll take it slowly. - Okay.

We're going for a drink. Would you like to come?

No, thanks, I've got to get home.

- No worries. Maybe next time. - Okay.

Not only have millions of pilgrims walked this route,

Goethe also fell in love with these places,

describing them in his book "Italian Journey".

- Just imagine... - Valeria has someone else.

- What? - Valeria has someone else.

Okay, let's take a short break.

The café is straight on, where you can find refreshments.

Thank you.

- Are you sure? - I have proof.

- His name is Lancelot. - Lancelot?

There are 137 people in Italy by that name.

- The only one who lives nearby is 96. - It might be a nickname.

- I know, but why Lancelot? - Maybe his name is Luca and...

- Who's Luca? - I picked that name at random.

- You said Luca! - Why do you care what he's called?

- If she has someone else, it's over. - Slow down.

Nothing's over, we're on a break.

First "my feelings have changed", now this Lancelot shows up.

- She may as well just kill me. - You're doing that by yourself.

- Who is it? - My mother! Seven missed calls.

What's happened?

Guys, I'm outside his house, but...

I don't know if I can do this.

Did you go all the way to Padua for nothing?

Ring the doorbell.

- Erica. - Tell me why!

You can't just disappear and leave things hanging like this.

I don't know who I am anymore. I'm freezing, I'm in Padua,

and I even went to therapy because of you, so...

- Say something or I'll hit you. - I apologize.

You're absolutely right, I was wrong to do what I did.

There's nothing wrong with you.

Actually...

I have to thank you.

- Why? - Because thanks to you I understood.

- Understood what? - I understood that I'm gay.

- No. - Yes.

No, because thanks to you I understood that I'm straight.

Gabriel, go fuck yourself!

I preferred you as Myhashi!

I came all the way to Padua for this bullshit! 476 kilometers!

- Have a lovely evening. - Thank you.

- Happy New Year. - Have a nice evening.

- Happy New Year. - Thank you.

- Happy New Year. - Thank you.

- Good evening. - Valter, Bruna.

- Bruna. Please, take a seat. - Thank you.

- Did you find her in a cemetery? - She's my cousin, recently widowed.

- My deepest condolences. - There's no need.

Champagne, Attorney?

- Why do you call him "Attorney"? - Good question. Why?

- Because he's an attorney. - No, he's an estate agent.

- An estate agent? - Yes.

- What's wrong with that? - Nothing.

For that matter, I hear you're looking for a place.

I've got a small flat across the road from your house.

Are you interested?

May I steal him away for a second?

- Of course. - What is it?

- One second. - What's wrong?

Why didn't you tell me?

- Tell you what? - You're not an attorney?

No. You started calling me attorney and I went along with it.

After all, there's a big difference between estate agent and attorney.

I seized the opportunity. That's how I've always lived my life.

I take what comes my way.

It's like a game.

- How did that work out? - I lost.

But at least I've lived.

Romeo.

Did you know that the attorney is an estate agent?

You're the one who calls him attorney.

- What's so funny? - The look on your face.

The same as when you met Augusto.

- Yeah... - What's the problem?

Because I like soccer and we go to games together?

No, I feel like...

You don't feel like anything. You are a fool.

- That must be it. - Yeah.

- Haziz, bring me ten eggs. - Okay, Chef.

It's Fiorella.

Fiorella?

When?

I'm on my way!

Romeo, Martina risks a miscarriage. An ambulance has taken her away.

- I'll drive you. - I need you here, this place is full.

- Let me know how she is! - Of course.

I'm sure it's nothing.

- Mom! - Fabrizio.

Everything will be fine, Mom. What happened?

He arrived home and started showering me with compliments.

- He started touching me all over... - No, please!

I'm fine, Fabrizio, take me home.

You're not exactly fine. He's having extrasystolic palpitations.

- What the heck, Dad? - Can't a man fuck on New Year's Eve?

- Please! - Don't get agitated.

I'll get agitated if I want to. I'm fine.

My heart is as strong as ever. Boom, boom, boom!

Look, it's only a check-up. Don't you start, too.

- What's with that face? - I'll tell you why.

Because you almost had a heart attack, Valeria's cheating on me with Lancelot...

- Who the fuck is Lancelot? - I don't know.

I found a note from this Lancelot. Forget about it.

Lancelot of the...

Lancelot!

- Do you know who Lancelot was? - Who?

Lancelot was King Arthur's best friend, but he was fucking his wife, Guinevere.

- And? - Don't you get it?

Your girlfriend is fucking your best friend.

It couldn't be clearer!

Jan.

Fabrizio...

You really are pig-headed! I told you not to...

- Are you ready for the New Year? - Yes!

It's almost here! Keep dancing!

How about going to get a drink? You and me.

You gave us a fright.

- I'm fine, Dad. - Yes.

- Is everything all right? - Yes.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

Let him hear.

It's beating loudly.

- So tiny. - Yes.

It's beating very loudly.

- Bye. - Bye, sweetheart.

I have to talk to your mother.

Excuse us.

- What is it? - I need to go back home.

- Valter, we said... - No, I need to pack my stuff.

I've found an apartment.

- Really? - Yes.

It's small, but it's across the road from our house.

Don't think that I'm happy, okay?

But...

if this is what it takes for us to fall in love again.

What an evening.

Kiss her, before she cheats on you with your best friend.

- Quit it! - Everyone is kissing tonight.

- It's New Year's Eve. - Fuck it.

What were your New Year's plans?

I had intended to save the life of a friend.

Someone who seems relaxed, but deep down...

- Deep down what? - You were ready to kill someone tonight!

It's beautiful.

- Ready? Ten, nine... - Sorry for ruining your New Year's.

- Eight, seven... - You haven't ruined it.

- Six... - Five, four...

three, two, one...

Happy New Year!

Sorry.

No...

WELCOME 2006

My relationship with Valeria ended on that New Year's Eve 20 years ago.

Today, 20 years later, she and Jan are still together.

Happy New Year.

Happy New Year.

This isn't how Valter expected to be starting 2026 either.

But love flows, just like time.

And like time, love enjoys shuffling the cards.

That's right, because Martina's boyfriend is Vincenzo,

Jan and Valeria's son.

As we can't stop the flow of time,

nor can we stop the flow of love.

The only thing for us to do

is allow ourselves to be amazed.

Who could've imagined that Anna and I would have a daughter like Erica?

- Deconstructed fish carbonara? - I'll have a taste.

Hold on, Augusto.

- What's your name? - Me?

Alfonso.

Alfonso, "fish" and "carbonara" is an oxymoron.

- Meaning? - You don't say it or eat it.

- It's not bad. - Haven't you got a flight to Bangkok?

- I'm on strike. - I'm the only one who always works.

- May I go? - You'd better.

Go and eat some. You're worse than a stray dog.

Stop looking at them.

Stop looking! Isn't there a cure?

It's a joke.

- My friend! - Attorney!

- Romeo. - Hi.

- By yourself? - I decided to take a break.

You, too? It's a pandemic.

- Great wedding. - Beautiful.

- Who are all these people? - I don't know everyone.

But that's Anna, my brother Fabrizio's wife.

- From Milan? - That's right.

He's from Milan because we have different mothers.

That's his mother.

That's Marcella, his mother. With my father.

My father was a ladies' man.

It's the only way.

That's Jan and his wife Valeria.

The parents of Vincenzo, the young man who married my daughter.

- And that's your son? - Yes, Luca.

- Luca with his... What do you call it? - With Gabriel.

- Why "What do you call it?" - Just saying...

Look how beautiful the bride is. My daughter.

Beautiful.

- With Vincenzo. - Her husband.

- He's shorter than her. - Like a playmaker.

I'd better watch what I say.

Isn't Fiorella beautiful?

- Hi, Auntie. - There you are!

And that's Erica, my niece.

- Erica's your niece? - Yes, my brother's daughter.

- What's the word? - Niece.

- Are you sure? - Of course.

- You, too? - Yes, I'm certain.

- My brother's daughter. - That's a niece.

I'm going to get a drink.

What did I say?

- Mom! - Coming.

You look so handsome.

- Why isn't Dad coming? - Give him a little time.

- Darling. - Hi.

- Are you having fun? - Oh... tons!

- Can't you tell? - Of course.

I'll get a drink.

She's your daughter.

Darling, time for the photos.

I have to take you away.

- Should I? - Go.

- You're beautiful. - I'm stealing him for a minute.

- Smile! - Yes.

Your son looks like you.

Yes, he got a bit from both of us.

Listen...

all these years I've wanted to talk to you,

but I never knew what to say.

I wanted to say sorry.

That was 20 years ago. In another life.

And Jan?

Why don't you go talk to him?

We haven't seen each other in a lifetime.

I wanted to tell you...

but I didn't have the courage.

It was destiny.

I'm sorry.

Me too.

One, two... Can you hear me?

- Yes. - All right.

Look how beautiful my granddaughter is, the young bride.

I have an important announcement to make. A radical change.

Every now and again, you have to give life a good shake,

have the courage to dare, to surprise, to change.

Forgive me if this hurts you, Marcella,

but I have to tell you.

20 years ago, I did something stupid.

When we were on a break, I should've left you.

The perfect couple, loving and respecting one another,

you'll always be mine... Fuck that!

Enough hypocrisy. Couples are imperfect, overrated.

We drift apart, grow to hate one another,

if we stay together too long, we become indifferent.

Marcella, let's get a divorce.

- Dad! - At your age?

So what? 90 is the new 70, right?

We'll throw a big party to celebrate the divorce.

And you know what, Marcella?

Brace yourself.

We'll get married again straight away.

Because I can't live without you.

Hello, Cousin.

- How are you? - Good, you?

This is Gabriel.

- We've already met. - Really?

When?

Before, in the church.

Yes. In the church.

How... How are you?

I'm great.

I've learned to love myself.

Uncle, why do you only follow me on social media?

On social media? I don't...

I don't use social media.

Why would I use social media?

- Everything okay? - Yes.

Damn him.

My beautiful niece, who else would I follow but you?

I don't give a damn about anyone else.

- My beautiful niece. - You two look great.

Thanks, you too.

- What's up? - That son of a bitch.

Who?

Pepé Le Pew, who else?

- What did the attorney do? - What did he do?

- I'll tell you later. - Fine.

They're so beautiful.

Yes, especially Martina.

She's so happy.

- Give me a light. - I quit when Martina was born, remember?

You should quit, too.

Then how will we meet again?

If you look for me...

you might find me.

- I think they'll get back together. - Let's hope not.

They get on better than ever on this break.

LET'S TAKE A BREAK

Hello everyone, today we're talking about destiny

and the role it plays in dating and in relationships.

Babe, last night I dreamt of naked Wrecker again.

Again? Just take psychotropic drugs like everyone else!

Fine!

- Dating people... - Will they give me heartburn?

Go away!