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Oh, my goodness, Jenny.

She looks incredible.

It's the one.

Oh!

Here comes the bride

Dun, dun, da-dun

You look so beautiful.

Thanks.

I'm still not sure.

I think the bodice could come in a bit.

No, no, no.

Clare, Clare, that's totally doable.

Don't worry.

Yeah.

I mean, it's so you.

This is your dress.

I think it's absolutely perfect.

Yeah.

I can already see Luke's face when he sees you at the altar.

You think so?

I am not just saying this as an older sister.

This is the honest truth.

You look amazing.

Luke is gonna lose his mind.

Now we just need someone to lose their mind over Jenny.

You make it sound like it's an illness.

Oh, you know what I mean.

The dating market is on hold.

I am not looking.

Oh, come on, you've got to at some point.

You've been single for way too long.

Work keeps me busy.

I just wish Nonna could be here.

She is.

You know she is.

And you know how Nonna would say it.

"Their spirit is always watching over you."

Mm.

Oh!

You look gorgeous.

Thank you!

So let's review the checklist.

One, wedding dress, check.

Two, bridesmaids dresses.

On the way.

OK.

Three, bouquet.

Ordered.

Four, the hotel for where we can prepare for the wedding.

And five...

The family wine.

You've got it, right?

Me?

Why are you asking me?

Well, don't you have it?

I thought you had it.

Wait, what are you saying?

The same thing you are.

Oh.

Oh my.

I went through the Christmas decorations, family

photos, Nonna's recipe cards.

Ah!

I forgot about this photo.

Which one?

Nonna before she left Italy.

Oh, with her hands on her lap.

- Yeah. - I remember that one.

Mm.

Aha!

Please tell me you found it.

Oh, no.

It's empty.

Is there another bottle?

No, just this one.

Well, there's a little note.

Aw.

It's from grandpa.

"To my beloved Rosa on our wedding day.

May this wine bless our union as it has blessed

our families for generations.

With all my love, Giuseppe."

Grandpa always said that the wine

was a blessing for true love.

It's why their marriage lasted until he died.

He said a lot of things.

Oh, it's real.

Mom and Dad drank it when they got married.

Auntie Maria at her marriage, Cousin Filippa, Uncle Frank.

We need to get a bottle of it to toast Clare's wedding

or her marriage will be cursed.

It's not gonna be cursed.

Tania didn't have it at her wedding, and now she's divorced.

Mm.

Do you remember, she insisted on some white wine,

and now she's on Hinge.

We can toast with any red wine.

No, it's a special wine.

Nonna said it was magical.

It's why grandpa had to bring a crate of it back from Italy

when he emigrated.

OK, so when was the last time a family bottle was opened.

I guess my wedding.

Did we drink the whole case then?

OK, so we'll get another bottle.

Look, we have the name of it.

We have the vintage.

On it.

Here.

We have five days.

It's New York.

There's bound to be something in the city.

If not, we'll just courier in a bottle overnight.

Ah, too easy.

I found a place here in the city that might have one.

It just says inquire.

Great.

Send me the link.

I'll check it out.

And don't worry, Lara, I've got this.

My recommendation would be continued

monitoring with a repeat CT in about six months.

Have our office schedule that follow-up.

Thank you.

Dr. Travalino.

Hi.

I'm following up on your wine inquiry.

I'm unable to locate a bottle of 1968 Farazelli Rosso in America.

There is one of the last remaining

- bottles up for auction in Rome. - Great.

Can you broker the auction for me?

I need it in four days.

That'll be tough.

If you need it right away, I suggest you go get it in person.

In person?

Rome?

When is the auction?

In about 16 hours.

Are you kidding me?

There's probably two

or three flights to Rome today.

Ah, ask Dr. Cameron to cover my patients for tomorrow

and maybe the next day.

It'll depend on the flights, OK?

And tell him it's an emergency.

I am on a mission to save my sister's wedding.

Lara, hi.

I found a bottle.

It's in Rome, but I have to pick it up in person.

I mean, that's crazy.

Won't it be expensive?

The reserve is 200 euros.

I can go up to 1,000, if needed.

Jenny, that's way too much money.

Lara, I assure you, that's not gonna happen.

OK?

I'll easily get it for 100 and be on the very next flight home.

Just tell Clare that I'm headed to a medical conference and

not to worry about the wedding.

I've got it covered.

Maybe you'll meet some handsome Italian man

while you're at it.

I am on a mission, Lara.

OK?

No time for men.

I'll be back before you know it.

Bye.

Scusi.

Scusi. Hi.

Buongiorno.

Un momento.

I am very late.

Do you know where the auction house is?

Ah!

I don't speak, uh, Japanese.

No, no, no.

Let me get into Italian.

How can I help you?

I'm looking for the auction house.

Do you know where it is?

Auction house?

Ah, yes.

Sì, allora.

So you go... you go down this road.

You go, you go, you go and then turn left.

And then you see, like a... like a big brick building.

And it's right there.

You cannot miss it.

You'll see it.

Thank you.

Grazie.

Good luck.

America

Scusi.

I'm sorry.

I don't speak Italian.

Oh, American.

I'm looking for the 8:00 AM auction.

I think it's this way.

Oh.

Well, that's... that's where I need to be.

Oh, well, follow me.

It's about to start.

Next, we have a series of paintings

of early works of Renaissance painter Antonino Speruzzi.

Shall we open the bidding for the first

painting at 2,000 euros?

Thank you.

I thought I'd miss it.

First time in Rome?

Yeah.

Oh, though it shouldn't be.

And it's a little embarrassing, but my family's from here.

Well, somewhere outside of Rome.

I'm not really exactly sure where.

Oh, so you're Italian?

Yeah, sort of.

I mean, it was only on my father's side.

Huh.

My father's from London, but my mother's from Rome.

Despite my English accent, I consider myself Italian.

Yeah, I mean, I'm Italian American, not Italian Italian.

I find the language barrier to be a bit overwhelming.

Your father didn't teach you any Italian?

My parents passed away when I was a child, so.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean... uh.

Sorry.

No.

My grandparents raised us, so we learned some Italian phrases and

conversational bits and pieces.

But we mainly spoke English at home.

Well, in my books, once Italian, always Italian.

If you stick around long enough, you'll

tune your ear to the language.

Going once, twice, sold.

"Pleased to meet you.

Journalist, huh?

Mm.

Yes.

I apologize in advance if I ask too many questions.

I'll be wary that I'm not misquoted.

So what do you do?

I'm a doctor.

Radiologist.

Wow.

Jenny Travalino.

Sorry, did you say Travalino?

Is that not how it's pronounced here?

No, no, no.

As in the Travalinos from Umbria?

Maybe.

I'm sorry.

Is there a problem?

No, unless the Travalino is about to steal the wine from me.

Excuse me?

Don't tell me you're here for the wine, too.

Well, there is only one bottle of wine on auction this morning.

OK, let me break it to you.

I hate to tell you this, but that bottle of wine

is mine for my sister's wedding.

Oh.

Well, Doc, I hate to break it to you,

but I'm writing about that wine for the magazine

that I work for.

Now, you obviously know about the legend.

It's the love wine.

Well, we're doing a special love issue.

And in that issue, there is a contest.

And that bottle of wine is our grand prize.

Mm.

Not gonna happen.

The love wine is mine.

No love for you.

OK, well, I should find my seat, then.

Yeah, I guess you should.

Sold to that gentleman in the back.

Arrivederci.

Our next item, 5565, is a bottle of 1968 Farazelli Rosso.

We all heard the stories.

So now you have the chance of winning a bottle

of this spectacular love wine.

Do I hear a starting bid of 200 euros?

200.

225?

225.

235?

200... 235.

400.

400.

Thank you.

500.

500.

Thank you, madam.

Do I hear 600?

600?

1,000.

1,000.

2,000.

2,000.

Do I hear 2,500?

2,500?

2,500?

2,000 going once, going twice.

3,000.

Best and final.

3,000.

3,500.

3,500.

Do I hear 4,000?

4,000?

3,500.

Going once, going twice.

Gentlemen in the back, 4,000.

Do I hear $5,000?

Do I hear $5,000?

Going once, going twice.

Sold to Salvatore Vento, 4,000.

Excuse me.

Do you know I flew all the way from New York for this?

I have a few days before my sister's wedding.

Hey, hey.

Easy, Doc.

I didn't win the bid either.

But if I hadn't been in competition with you,

I could have won the bid before that old guy messed things up.

Oh, that old guy is the most famous wine collector

in the whole of Italy.

If you had just stayed in America,

then I would have won the bid.

And I'd be celebrating now with my editor,

rather than worrying if I still have a job.

Excuse me.

Perhaps you two can find another bottle.

As far as I've heard, this isn't the last bottle in Italy.

Any good wine dealer can track one down for you.

Huh.

Wait.

Arrivederci.

Ciao.

Hello.

Welcome.

I was hoping to find the 1968 Farazelli Rosso.

1968?

But who wants an old wine like that?

I've got a better new one.

10 euros.

You buy one, get one free and comes with a snow

globe of the Colosseo.

No, no, no thank you.

Ma no, aspetta.

Long story, this horrible man is now trying to snatch

another bottle before me.

So I need you to help me find the best

wine merchant in all of Rome, and

immediately, so I can beat him.

On it.

Who is this guy?

He says he's an English journalist.

He also claims that he's Italian.

But who knows?

He is one of those attractive men who clearly got where he is

based on his looks and charm.

And you noticed this?

Of course I noticed it.

But you know what?

He came off as a gentleman, and he's actually the opposite.

Found it, a reputable wine store.

Great. Send me a link.

Oh, yes.

1968 Farazelli Rosso, a very special wine.

Legend is, it is the wine of love.

Yeah.

More like the wine of frustration at this point.

It comes from a small vineyard in Umbria

that went out of business many, many years ago.

And as the legend goes, people who share the wine

fell in love with each other.

Yes.

I'm trying to get it for my sister's wedding.

Would you be able to help me?

Truth is, I don't have it.

I never have.

The vineyard is long gone.

But you could try the vineyard owner's granddaughter.

She lives in Orvieto.

I have her address.

That's great.

Thank you.

I really appreciate your help.

You are the second person to ask about that very wine today.

Would the first have been, like,

a sneaky English guy, appears friendly,

but really has a hidden agenda?

I suppose you know him.

When was he here?

An hour or so.

Here we go.

Ah, perfect.

Thank you.

Well, looks like I'll be in Italy a little bit longer.

The wine dealer didn't have it?

No, he's sending me to Orvieto to meet some woman.

You're gonna be back for the wedding, right?

Of course.

I'm sorry if it seems like I'm in a bad mood.

I'm so agitated from that guy Arrigo.

What exactly did he do?

He appeared to be nice at first,

and now he just wants to rob me.

Did he say that?

Look, I just don't trust him, OK?

Oh.

Oh!

Not a good idea.

I'm gonna call you back.

If you're attempting to go where I think you're attempting

to go, then you would fail to get

there if you got on this train.

Really?

Just so you know.

Hmm.

But if you wanted something, then you

could tell someone that this was the wrong train

and then get on that train at the last second.

If this was a situation like that, then,

uh, yes, I suppose so.

- Suppose? - Mm.

I mean, I can imagine if we were, you know,

international spies or art thieves competing

for the same national treasure, then... then... then,

yes, this would be exactly like that.

But I'm neither spy nor art thief.

So, uh.

Well, there's still a whole wide range of things

you could be, like I don't know, maybe wine snatcher.

I'm pretty sure that's not a thing.

All right.

He might not be horrible and sneaky,

but he's still a wine thief.

Wait, where'd he go?

Espresso?

Uh.

No, I'm good, thank you.

Prego.

I bet you've never tasted anything quite like this.

Proper Italian coffee, not the coffee

that you Americans call coffee.

Perfect temperature, full flavor.

You sound like a commercial.

Are you sure you're not promoting this?

Just try it.

My nonna used to make Italian coffee.

Ah.

But you see, this is a special blend.

- Mm. - Mm.

Mm-hmm?

Mm-hmm?

And?

Yeah, it's pretty good.

Pretty good?

Pretty... pretty good?

Is that all I get, is pretty good?

Madonna mia.

Come on.

After you.

No, please, after you.

See, when Americans think of Italian food,

they think of this strange American version

of the real thing.

How so?

Well, take Chicago deep dish pizza, for example.

I mean, that's not pizza.

Have you ever been to Chicago and tried the real thing?

Oh.

Look, the real thing is here in Italy.

I mean, barbecue chicken pizza?

Come on.

Hawaiian pizza?

Really, come on.

Well, nobody's claiming it's authentic Italian pizza,

only American pizza.

And by the way, I happen to find Hawaiian pizza to be delicious.

Oh, one step forward, two steps back.

Oh, permesso.

No, no, no. I got it.

Thank you.

American self-reliance.

Ah.

OK.

Well, as you say in America, have a nice day.

And as you say in Italy, ciao.

Sorry.

How do I turn this thing off?

Woo!

Hey. Psst.

Hey, hey.

Shh.

It's OK.

- This is our stop. - Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Don't forget your bags.

Oh.

Great.

Ciao.

Oh, um, do you fancy a seat?

- I'm fine. - Sure?

Mm-hmm.

I...

So, I might need your help.

My translation app is useless.

So you need an interpreter?

Temporarily.

Just think of it as a truce until I get my app working.

OK.

Deal.

Deal.

So why did you become a radiologist?

Um.

It's a long story.

Well, and?

Is this normal?

Yes.

No, they're all part of the Festa del Corpus Domini.

Yeah, they're all dressed in the traditional costumes

of the noble families of Orvieto.

You should know all this.

Why?

Well, your family is from Umbria.

Didn't you ever want to come and discover your roots

during your gap year?

I thought all Americans did that.

Yes, but I was too busy with med school.

So your grandfather brought the wine over to America

and said that it blessed true love.

Mm-hmm.

What else do you know about the wine?

Unfortunately, not much.

The Travalinos were the original owners of the vineyard

and the original winemakers.

What?

Are you kidding me?

You're about to meet a distant relative.

Which relative?

Well, I suspect Luisa is a second or third cousin.

Wait, what else are you holding back on me?

Hey, it's your family, not mine.

OK, let's get one thing straight.

Uh-huh.

If we do find the wine and there's only one bottle...

Mm-hmm.

Ooh, I think that's the street we're looking for.

Uh.

Yeah.

Wait, Arrigo.

Buongiorno.

Salve.

Hello.

Jenny Travalino.

You are my cousin.

Oh.

Oh, what a great day in my life.

My heart is filled with happiness.

Oh, a family reunited.

Yeah.

I'm just finding all this out myself as well.

You know, when your grandparents went to America,

I had a...

I had a darkness in my soul because I thought I would

never see any of you again.

Yeah, your grandparents, they sent the only Christmas cards.

But now, oh, the sun has pushed the clouds away.

Oh, look at you.

Eyes just like your Nonna.

You think?

Yeah.

Oh, you are welcome.

My home is your home.

- Ah. - Thank you.

Please.

Prego, prego.

A family reunited.

Martina!

Martina!

Hey, Luisa!

She live, she breathe.

Her name is Jenny.

Isn't she beautiful?

She is a doctor, too.

A doctor?

You must be proud.

It is the greatest day of my life.

Oh, other than the birth of my own children.

- Sure. - Of course.

And the grandchildren.

Oh, Anna!

Anna!

Ciao, ciao.

Oh, ciao.

Grazie.

Basta?

Eh.

She looks so skinny.

Mm.

She needs to eat more.

Mm.

I am so full.

Ah, ah.

You don't have a choice.

- You gotta... yeah. - All right.

- This is my speciality. - Oh?

Eat.

All right.

I gotta try it, then.

Yes.

Such a little bird.

Mm.

Delicious.

I need your professional opinion.

Mm?

When I eat apples, I get rash in my neck.

Oh, I'm not that kind of doctor.

You should see a dermatologist.

Mm, mm.

This is better than my mother's.

Oh, grazie mille.

He's such a lovely boy.

I know.

So, you know, I actually

came all this way looking for the Farazelli Rosso.

Ah.

Do you have any of it?

It is such a magical wine, eh?

The wine of love, huh?

Well, I'm not even sure if it exists anymore.

I mean, my father, your great-uncle,

he never had any bottles of it left when he died, you know?

Oh.

Yeah.

So when are you two getting married?

- Oh, no. - Married?

Uh.

We're... we're... we're not.

Ah.

No, in America, yeah, everyone, they just live together.

You know, it's a free country, free spirit.

No, no, no.

We're... we're not... we're not together?

No?

I'm just helping her find the wine.

As I said, I have no wine, so.

Mm.

Oh.

What about Marcello?

Oh, Marcello, sì.

Who's Marcello?

Marcello is only the best sommelier in all of Orvieto.

In the '80s, he was telling everyone in Italy

that this was a great wine.

But no one listened.

No one bought the wine.

The family had to sell the vineyard.

No, but people do say that Marcello Segato,

he kept the remainder of the stock.

So if anyone has the wine, it would be him.

- And where would we find him? - Ah.

Who knows?

He moved out of town, you know, just gone.

Ah.

Well, does anyone have a contact info for him?

Mm.

Anyway, Jenny.

- Salute. - Salute, salute!

- Ah, salute! - Salute.

Cin cin.

- Cin cin. - Cin cin.

Cin cin.

Wow.

I wasn't expecting that.

Oh, Italian roots run deep.

I mean, family is everything.

Mm-hmm.

You have such rich history here.

Yeah.

It's in your blood.

Wow.

But we're still no closer to finding the wine.

True.

You know, I'm gonna, um...

Oh, yeah. Yeah, me too.

Sure.

Jenny, what's the latest?

I'm dying for news.

Did you know that Grandpa and Nonna were from Orvieto?

I just met some of our relatives.

And that the Travalinos actually owned the vineyard

that grew the love wine?

Why didn't Nonna tell us that?

- I - don't know, but there's

got to be a story there.

Hey, look, I need you to do me a favor,

and I need to lose Arrigo.

Oh, is that your handsome Italian English man?

He's not my man.

He still wants the wine, too.

OK?

I told you, I can't trust him.

He's being too nice.

Nice?

And that's a problem?

Look, I'm gonna text you the name of a guy who I think

could possibly have the wine. OK?

I need to figure out how to get in contact with him.

He's our only lead.

In the meantime, I need to deal with my jet lag,

find a place to crash, and lose Arrigo.

Are you sure that's a good idea?

He might be valuable.

If I don't, then there's a possibility

that he'll get the wine and Clare will end up in a divorce.

Oh, also, could you cancel my flight and contact my assistant

and tell her to ask Dr. Cameron to take over all my appointments

until further notice?

Yeah, on it.

I was just talking to my sister,

and I was telling her that I should

probably try to forget finding a wine that doesn't exist anymore.

Oh.

- What was I thinking? - Yeah.

I mean...

And you said that Italy is in my blood, so.

So?

So thank you for helping.

Oh.

And it was lovely meeting you, but

I'm gonna go get some sleep and then wake up

and reignite my Italian roots and soak up Italy like a sponge.

Oh.

Where exactly will you be soaking things up?

I'll figure it out.

Ciao.

Ciao.

I thought I'd find you here.

Oh, you did, did you?

So did you miss me?

Don't you have somewhere to be?

May I ask who the candle's for?

Oh, my grandmother.

She would have loved to know that I was here.

She probably does somehow.

I didn't really see my grandpa that much.

He was always at work.

Ah.

Nonna made sure that she was there for us.

She'd work as an accountant during the day

while we were at school, and then she'd

be there to pick us up and somehow always manage to cook us

these incredible Italian meals.

And then she'd put us to bed and cook dinner for my grandfather

when he got home from work.

Not a lazy bone in her body.

There's no stopping an Italian nonna.

So what about you?

Your parents still around?

Yes, I'm lucky.

Yeah.

Any other writers in your family?

My father, actually.

He's a novelist in London, semi-famous.

Wow.

I spent my early writing career

trying to impress him, but never really had his talent.

Mm.

But to his credit, he's the one

who told me to be true to myself and find my own voice.

That's when I came to Rome to become a journalist.

That's honorable.

I found writing about food and wine

a natural fit, since I've always been very sociable

and I do like good food.

But writing about your family's wine

gives me my first chance at a cover story.

Mm.

And might really elevate my career to the next league.

Oh.

Sorry.

Shh.

Oh, it's my sister about the wedding.

I'm gonna...

Your sister anxious about the wedding?

It was actually my sister, Lara.

She's already married.

My sister Clare is the one who's getting married.

Ah. Important message?

No, she was just asking about the humidity.

Oh, the humidity, yes.

You know, if it's muggy, not muggy.

Not muggy, yeah, yeah.

Um, so I should get to all the tourist

spots before they close for the day.

- Oh, 100%. - Yeah, yeah.

Yes.

So, bye-bye.

Ciao.

Ciao, ciao.

Buongiorno.

Scusi.

Do you have a bus tour that ends at 6:00?

It doesn't have to be a bus tour, just anything

where I can see the sights of Orvieto.

Mm-hmm.

OK.

Maybe this one.

Oh, the Underground Tour.

OK, cool.

Grazie.

Prego.

Ciao, Giovanni.

Eh, "Giovanni, Giovanni."

But how could you let Salvatore Vento outbid you for the wine?

Well, you're not exactly paying

me a millionaire's salary.

Sì, ho capito.

But now we will never see the wine again.

He will sell it.

Or even worse, he will drink it all and it will be gone.

Hey, hey.

Don't worry.

I'm working on a lead.

A lead, a lead.

Arrigo, you promised me you'd secure the wine

for the magazine contest.

My job is on the line, and your job is on the line.

This was supposed to be your big break, Arrigo.

You writing the cover story with an amazing idea

for the promotion.

I bet all my reputation on you.

I need you to believe in me just a little bit longer.

I'm a hair's breadth away from getting another bottle.

My contact is taking me there.

I'm not quite sure exactly where they're taking me,

but I'm following closely behind.

This is good.

Bravo.

For the title, I was thinking something like, "La Bellezza

dell'Amore and the Magic Wine."

Or what about this, "The Magic of Falling in Love."

I mean, I'm sure you're going to come up with something really

good, but it can't be corny.

No, I'm pretty sure I can come up with something honest and

straight from the heart.

Bravo, bravo.

Let the heart speak.

Dai, dai, dai, dai.

No it's speaking louder than ever.

What a coincidence.

Fancy running into you here.

It's almost like fate.

So you're following me.

It's a beautiful day.

You need a ride in the country.

What makes you so sure?

I can see it in your eyes, an eagerness to explore everything

the region has to offer.

On that rental?

Absolutely.

It's the best way to get around Italy.

OK.

Well, thank you for your offer, but I'm actually going

on the Underground City tour.

Oh, where the bats are?

Bats?

Yeah, biggest bats in Italy.

Yeah, you see, they keep that as a nice surprise

for the American tourists.

Well, I'm off to enjoy the sun and the fresh air,

take in the beauty of the rolling hills, visit a vineyard.

Shame you're gonna miss that.

But the smell of the bats will be

something you'll never forget.

And if I did go with you, just so you know,

I would need to be back for a dinner reservation that I made.

Yes, at La Palomba.

Sneaky.

Let's just say I do my research.

OK, well, let's just say that I found out about this first.

So if we find Marcello...

I get it, I get it.

You asked, what if there was only one bottle in existence?

And the answer is ladies always come first, so.

- Really? - Yeah.

And what about everything you were saying

about your job and the contest?

I'm not worried about it.

This is Italy, where there's one bottle,

- there's bound to be another. - All right.

Well, where I come from, that's called being a dreamer.

Well, maybe I am.

I mean, after all, this is the land of dreams.

Isn't that Hollywood?

Very different dreams.

Come on an adventure with me and I'll help you.

Why do you make everything sounds so mysterious?

I'm just being honest.

I sort of get the impression that you're not used to that.

Maybe they do things differently in America.

No tricks?

Absolutely not.

We're a team on adventure together.

Let's do it.

Hang on tight.

See?

That wasn't so bad.

No, it was fun.

Oh, wow.

Orvieto can be traced back to the ninth century,

to the Etruscan civilization.

- Etruscans? - Yeah.

Their peak was before the Roman conquest.

Why do you know so much about Orvieto?

Well, you know, Wikipedia.

So what do you think of the region

that your family came from?

I mean, it's beautiful, stunning.

I don't understand why my grandparents wanted to leave.

I wish I would have come here earlier.

Don't get me wrong, I love America.

It's beautiful in its own way.

I mean, we have the Rockies, the Grand Canyon, giant redwoods.

New York.

New York is spectacular.

The energy there is palpable.

Oh, I've always wanted to go to New York.

Well, if you ever come, I could show you around.

OK.

So are there bats in here?

Only the friendly kind.

But more importantly, what kind of wine do you like?

Anything that tastes good.

OK, well, define good.

Red?

White?

Prosecco?

I actually don't know that much about wine.

Impossible.

Your family literally owned a vineyard.

It's in your DNA.

OK, OK, OK.

We're going to have to fix this, so follow me.

In vino veritas.

In wine, there is truth.

In vino veritas.

Oh, you sound like a real Roman.

Now, with this wine, you need to first look

at the color and density, hold it up to the light

and really examine it.

OK.

There we go.

There you go.

High color density often means high tannins.

If it's too dark, then it can often taste dusty or chalky.

As red wine ages, the color density tends to decrease.

But this, oh, this is nicely balanced.

Mm.

Now, by swirling the wine, you open it

up and release all the secrets.

Secrets?

Yeah.

It's called the, nose of the wine.

Inhale deeply and tell me what you sense.

Mm.

Fruity.

Mm-hmm.

And?

Earthy.

Good.

Now remember, before you sip, to swirl it around your mouth

to stimulate your taste buds.

OK.

And what do you think?

- That's very nice. - Mm.

Light.

Light.

How do you say that in Italian?

El vino leggero.

El vino...

Leggero.

Leggero.

Yeah.

And how do you say, thank you for teaching me?

Grazie per averme insegnato.

You're gonna have to slow that one down for me.

OK, here we go.

Grazie.

Grazie.

Per averme.

Per averme.

Insegnato.

Insegnato.

That's good enough for me.

OK.

Thank you.

As far as you know, is the legend of the wine true?

It blesses the drinker with true love?

Well, my cousin didn't have the wine at her wedding,

and now she's divorced.

As for the rest of my family, they all found true love, so.

So it is a magic elixir.

I believe so.

In that case, here's to finding two bottles.

Mm.

A due bottiglie di vino.

A due bottiglie di vino.

You know, I'm starting to think that this magical wine

doesn't actually exist.

No, this is Italy.

The impossible just, you know, takes a little longer.

So you never did answer my question.

How did you become a radiologist?

Oh, yes.

Well, I didn't answer it because that story

makes me sound ridiculous.

Oh, good.

No, I mean, ridiculous people are always

that much more interesting, so.

All right.

Well, you asked for it.

OK.

OK.

In med school, I actually wanted to be a trauma surgeon.

Oh.

You know, dramatic entrances, heroic lighting,

excellent hair under pressure.

Naturally.

Then one night during my ER rotation,

this little boy comes in after swallowing something small.

And you were immediately suspicious.

Yes.

So the scan pops up and there it is,

glowing right there on the screen, a tiny little dinosaur.

Oh, please tell me the little boy denied it.

Oh, completely.

The truth always eventually comes out.

And that's what stayed with you?

Oh, it's been my guiding light ever since.

Radiology just feels honest to me.

You stop listening to what people are saying,

and you start actually seeing what's really there.

Huh.

So that's it.

Well, for what it's worth, I think that your heart

is wiser than your scans.

Is that another one of your Italian sayings?

Mm.

No, but it could be.

Yeah, it could.

Yeah.

OK.

I can't believe you're telling me you're a Travalino.

Welcome back.

Thanks.

This is your home.

Your grandfather's memory still lingers here.

He would greet people at the door.

And after we closed, he would sit

and tell the funniest stories.

Wait, he owned this restaurant?

Yeah.

And made it the best restaurant in all of Orvieto.

I knew he was a good cook, but never

that he owned a restaurant.

Oh, he was an amazing chef.

Wow.

Ah.

Well, did you know Marcello Segato?

You're asking me if I know Marcello Segato?

Yeah.

Of course.

He was like a big brother to me.

And your grandfather was like a father to both of us.

Aw.

Well, do you have any way of getting

us in contact with Marcello?

Ah.

The tale of Marcello Segato.

Hmm.

After your grandfather went to America,

I would work in the kitchen and Marcello

would work out in the front.

He had such a fine nose for wine.

But he was unhappy.

Mm.

I was married.

I had a family, and he had a broken heart.

He quit the restaurant 10 years ago

and I haven't seen or heard from him again.

Hmm.

Well, do you happen to have a bottle

of the 1968 Farazelli Rosso?

The love wine of your family.

I ran out years ago.

Marcello had a sizable personal stock.

Oh, well, do you think that he stayed in Umbria?

Hmm.

Your guess is as good as mine.

All I know is he never came back to Orvieto.

Grazie, Lorenzo.

Thank you.

Hmm.

What did your grandfather do when he moved to America?

He was a gardener.

A gardener?

I mean, why not open another restaurant?

I don't know.

I mean, my grandparents never really spoke

much about their life in Italy.

Mm-hmm.

Maybe because his English was never very good

and dealing with plants doesn't require much speaking.

He always used to complain that the weather was never

good enough to grow grapes.

Now I understand why.

Huh.

OK, so how do we track down Marcello?

Well, most of the people I know in Italy of his generation

didn't move very far from where they grew up.

I mean, my mother's family in Rome

stayed in the same neighborhood for, uh, 10 generations.

Wow.

So my guess is he didn't move far.

OK.

So if we find his relatives in the area,

then maybe we can find him.

And maybe the wine.

A due bottiglie di vino.

Hey.

Now you sound like a local.

Yeah.

Oh.

It's getting late.

We need to find a car and a place to stay for the night.

Mm.

I like it when a woman takes charge.

Just find the car.

It'll be more comfortable than a scooter.

I'll find the hotel.

Anything you say, doc.

Hi, Travalino, I called about the rooms.

Yes.

I got your message.

Great.

So nothing fancy.

Anything will do.

You're in luck.

We have one room left.

Oh, uh.

Oh, no.

We're... we're not together.

Don't worry.

We are very discreet.

Ooh, no, no, no.

We're, uh... we're business associates, right?

Exactly.

So two rooms would be fantastic.

Sorry.

Only one room.

Oh.

We'll take it.

Thank you.

You need to sleep.

I can sleep in the car.

That's ridiculous.

No, no, no.

Trust me, I can sleep anywhere.

We'll take the room.

Thank you.

Upstairs?

Yeah.

OK.

Arrigo, please,

relieve me of my suffering.

Have you got the wine?

Not yet, but I'm very, very close.

Arrigo, I'm always counting on you.

As you should.

Look, I was thinking about the cover story.

Get Jenny's life rights, spice it up.

A lonely American lost in Italy searching for love.

No, no, no, no.

I couldn't do that.

That's a betrayal of her confidence.

Arrigo, I promised to the owner of the magazine

something fresh, something new.

So get the wine, write her story.

Otherwise, abbiamo finito.

Do you understand?

I have faith in you.

Ciao.

Oh, hello.

I wanted you to try a special Italian dessert, a rocciata.

Ah, it looks like a strudel.

Yeah, but an Italian version.

Mm.

Well, thank you.

- You found my weakness. - Ah.

What a delightful surprise.

Well, you are in Italy.

Savor every bite.

Mm.

Huh?

Mm!

- That's really good. - Right?

Yeah.

You know, you never did tell me what your mother did.

OK, well.

My mother was a singer...

Mm.

On a TV show.

Wow, a singer.

Mm.

She was really good.

The show, not so much.

Have you ever seen Italian TV?

Uh, no.

Well, it's the one thing that you

Americans definitely do better.

So, can you sing?

No.

No, no, no, I didn't inherit that gene.

Although she could dance.

That's one thing I can do.

- Really? - Oh, yeah.

Oh.

Oh, I got some moves.

Yeah, that's how I met...

Met who?

Um.

That's how I met the woman I was going to marry.

Yeah.

Turns out that she loved my dancing, but not so much me.

Mm.

No.

She left six days before the wedding.

No.

Mm-hmm.

I'm sorry.

Oh, no.

Turned out it was a blessing in disguise.

I was young and probably not making the best life choices.

Mm, yeah.

I get that.

I did the same.

I was actually engaged as well.

Yeah.

Wow.

But Lara saw him out with another woman,

and so, yeah, I ended that.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Everything happens for a reason.

Mm-hmm.

Well.

Oh, another wedding emergency, sorry.

Oh, sure.

"Update... the bridesmaids dresses need to be

rebuilt. We need your exact measurements across

your collarbones to each shoulder and across your back

to each shoulder, ASAP."

OK.

I'm gonna go see if the front desk has a measuring tape.

OK.

Ooh!

You know, it is not as easy as it looks.

Let me help you.

Let me help you.

Thank you.

41 across the back.

And collarbone, 15.

Oh, yeah.

Um, I'm gonna go text these numbers to my sister.

It's a text from my boss, Giovanni.

He has an address for a contact for Marcello

in Civita di Bagnoregio.

Is it close?

Very, yeah.

Sorry for falling asleep.

Oh, please, don't be silly.

Just... just stay.

Go back to sleep.

Thanks.

Lara, I have a big problem.

There's no wine.

No, no. That's fine.

I think we have a great lead.

No, the problem is Arrigo.

He's not as horrible as I thought he was.

I've been saying that all along.

He's just so open and honest and intelligent.

I think I'm falling for him.

Oh, no, you can't do that.

He lives on another continent.

His passport is a different color.

I don't want to see you getting hurt.

Just think of him as a good friend,

and that's all it can be.

But I haven't felt this way in so long.

Vacation romances don't count.

When the fantasy of the trip is over, so is the spark.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

Trust me.

You know it's for the best.

I hope so.

OK.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Bye.

Buongiorno.

Good morning.

How'd you sleep?

Uh, eh.

- Colazione. - Oh.

- Breakfast. - Thank you.

Espresso.

OK?

All right.

OK.

Andiamo.

Oh.

You OK there?

Yeah.

Can you... OK.

Oh, here.

Let me...

Sorry.

No.

There we go. Good?

Thanks.

Mm-hmm.

Shall we?

Yeah, we shall.

Wow.

Says here that these are some of the oldest olive

groves in the whole of Umbria.

Mm.

Do you hear that?

Lovely.

I never miss a chance to dance.

Oh, no, no.

Come on.

I'm not very good.

Come on.

Oh!

There.

See?

Dance is all about trusting your partner and learning to follow.

See?

Now I'm gonna spin and dip you.

Oh.

Yeah.

Oh.

Ah. It's my boss.

I'm sorry.

I've gotta take this.

Pronto, Giovanni.

Arrigo, bad news.

He has come out from the meeting with the owner of the magazine.

He's concerned you're not going to make the deadline.

Well, did you tell him I'm working on it?

Of course.

But he wants a rough draft of the cover story ASAP

and assurance you got the wine.

That's all I have to say.

Ah, well, glad that's dealt with.

Did you... did you get everything translated?

Enough.

Ah, OK.

Well, we should probably go.

Oh, this next place will be the turning point in your trip.

It already is.

You barely said anything in the car.

Are you still worried about your sister's wedding?

Oh, no.

That's all covered.

Oh.

So, why so quiet?

I just...

Aiuto!

Un dottore!

Un dottore!

It's OK, it's OK.

I'm a doctor.

I'm a doctor.

It's OK.

You all right? Yeah?

OK. It's all right.

I know that was scary, but you're gonna be good, OK?

Just take a couple deep breaths. Just try and calm your nerves.

- Grazie. - Grazie.

Sì, prego.

Grazie.

Wow, that... I mean, what was that?

That was...

It was just basic medical knowledge.

Well, there's nothing basic

about saving someone's life.

There's a chance it could have dislodged itself.

Yeah, but what if it didn't?

Yeah, we really don't want to talk about this.

OK.

I'm just saying that I admire your professionalism.

All right.

But you have your own agenda, right?

The magazine, the cover, a promotion.

That sounds rather pointed.

You look out for yourself, as you should.

Is there a problem?

You are who you are.

OK.

There's obviously something on your mind.

No, I'm fine.

I'm 100% fine.

- Is this it? - We're looking for number 23.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

Look.

Ah, yes.

Look, just... there's clearly something wrong.

Would you just knock on the door?

Jenny, come on.

Just please, knock.

OK, but...

I'm not gonna let this go.

OK. Well, OK.

- I... - Just...

Oh.

Buongiorno.

Buongiorno.

Signora, parla inglese?

A little.

I'm hoping that you can help us.

My name is Arrigo Vickers, and this is Jenny Travalino.

Travalino?

Sì.

But I am Travalino.

Wait, did you just say you're a Travalino, too?

I was until I was married.

What is your father's name?

Francesco.

But my grandfather was Giuseppe.

No.

I am your great aunt.

Oh!

What a blessed day.

So, we came here actually looking for a man

named Marcello Segato.

Marcello?

Oh, this is so much for me to take in all in one day.

First meeting the beautiful you.

You have your grandmother's little nose.

She was a saint.

And now you're asking me about Marcello.

My heart, it skips.

Oh, if it's too much for you, you don't have to...

No, no, it's not too much.

This is a story that needs to be told.

It was all so long ago.

You see, Marcello and I, we were once very, very, very close.

We were almost romantic.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

Yes.

It was the happiest time of my life.

Oh.

I was a beauty in those days.

Oh, you still are.

Oh, grazie.

You are very kind.

I am glad there are still men like him around.

So what happened to Marcello?

Well, your grandfather did not think we should be together.

He liked Marcello.

He thought he was a great sommelier,

but he just thought he would never be wealthy.

So he suggested another man for me to marry.

And I married him.

And there was just never really any true love between us.

Your grandfather saw this, and he changed

his mind about Marcello.

He realized the importance of love over money.

But it was just too late.

So what could he do?

He gave his share of the family wine business to Marcello,

and he sold the restaurant and he

took his wife, your grandmother, Nonna Rosa,

and they went to America.

So did things ever change between you and your husband?

No.

We were very good friends until the day he died.

It was a secure marriage.

In the old days with Marcello, he could just

look at me from across the room and I would get the butterflies.

So, have you seen Marcello since?

No.

I never saw Marcello or heard from him again.

I do not even know if he's still alive.

But if he is, I would love to see him again.

Does he have any family?

I heard he never got married.

Maybe he has a niece.

I think he has a niece, yes, in Todi.

You could probably find her address.

Yes.

Well, yeah.

I mean, we could definitely do that.

Thank you.

Prego.

You know, I do think we should talk.

Yes, I couldn't agree more.

Well, you go first.

You go.

Oh.

OK, so when you were having your conversation

earlier with Giovanni...

Uh-huh.

I accidentally translated it through my app.

Sorry.

So you heard everything?

Yeah.

Is what you said true?

Uh, yeah.

Yes, it is.

I had hoped to tell you in person.

In fact, I'm a bit embarrassed that you found out this way.

No, no.

But, uh...

It's... well, if that's how you feel,

then it's better that I know.

Yeah.

OK.

So, how do you feel about it?

I don't think it really matters how I feel.

I mean, if that's what you want, then, OK.

OK.

But you're OK with it?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, great, perfect.

Perfect.

Well, then let's celebrate.

Celebrate?

Yeah.

I'm actually feeling quite exhausted.

I think the jet lag is finally catching up to me, so I would

probably love to go get some good sleep so that we

- can start early in the morning. - Oh.

Yeah.

I think there's a hotel we can stay at down that way.

Uh, we should be somewhere down this way.

Did I say or do something wrong?

OK, let's just clear the air.

What if we do find Marcello tomorrow

and what if there is only one bottle left?

Why so many "what ifs?"

I don't know.

I mean, everything you say just, it sounds so nice.

It just doesn't seem real.

You said ladies first.

Did you mean it?

Absolutely.

I never change my mind.

Oh.

It must be, like, a lost in translation thing or something.

Look, all I know is that you will get everything

that you came here for.

I'm starting to think it is a magical wine,

and that it puts a spell on all of those that pursue it.

Don't you feel that?

Kind of.

- I'm gonna... - Sure.

- OK. - Good night.

Buonanotte.

I couldn't sleep at all last night.

Well, men will do that to you.

I don't know what to say to you about Arrigo.

Do all Italian men do business like this?

Well, Italian men are dangerous

and English men are confusing.

You got yourself a double whammy.

Get the wine and get out.

Maybe you were right about the vacation romance.

Oh, Lara, it's him, I gotta go.

So, how'd you sleep?

I think I missed the couch.

Mm.

Mm.

Oh, you should try the pancetta.

It's crispy and delicious.

Is something wrong?

Yeah.

Yeah, kind of.

We can talk.

You know, it would be nice to clear some things up.

OK, yeah.

Did I do something to cross the line?

Yeah, maybe.

That moment last night, what was that?

I don't know, but I liked it.

Jenny, I like you.

You like me?

Yeah.

OK, you're gonna have to explain to me what "like you"

means in Europe.

Because I think it means something

totally different in America.

OK, I'm a little confused.

Did I do anything to make you doubt

the feelings I have for you?

Thank you.

Hang on, what part of the conversation with Giovanni

did you hear exactly?

The part where I mean nothing to you.

Oh, uh, no.

I was telling Giovanni that to tell his boss

so his boss would think that I was

serious about this assignment.

That's not how I feel.

No, no.

OK, well, the bit that you missed

was me confessing to Giovanni that I'm falling for you.

I mean, I think...

I mean, I know.

I know I'm falling for you.

Giovanni wanted me to use you to write

about the wine and your family.

But I want what's happening between us

to be only between us.

Deal.

Deal.

Oh, shh.

I love traveling with you and being

with you has made me reevaluate what I want

to do with the rest of my life.

- Hey. - Hey.

Hey!

Jenny, you are so clever and funny.

And when I saw you on that train,

I saw something that I never want to let go of.

Yeah, but my sister said that...

What, that she's worried that you're going to fall in love

with a handsome stranger?

You know, maybe we should just focus on finding the wine.

Oh.

I have to leave tonight.

Yes.

Yes.

No, of course.

I promise you that we will find it.

And no matter how many bottles we find, you can have them all.

What happens to your job, then?

Well, I'll find another job.

I can't let you do that.

I won't let you leave here empty-handed.

Thank you.

OK.

You want to drive?

Me?

No.

Some people like to feel the open road.

I don't drive much in New York.

I'm happy just to navigate.

Fair enough.

What?

What?

So.

Uh-huh.

Do you have any Wikipedia information about this area?

You caught me.

Yeah.

I don't.

You're still worried about not finding the wine, aren't you?

Yeah.

I just don't want this trip to be a failure.

But, I mean, there have been good parts about this trip,

have there not?

Oh, yeah.

New experiences, family heritage.

You should come back every year, make this your pilgrimage

to the old country.

There's still so much of Italy that you haven't seen.

So what's the last flight that you can get?

Oh, I'm already on it.

By the time I land in New York, get home,

get to the wedding venue, any later

and I will miss the ceremony completely.

It's tight.

And it looks like I will be coming home without the wine.

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

Not true.

See, in Italy, we have a saying.

Finché c'è vita c'è speranza.

Where there is life, there is hope.

I like that.

Repeat it after me.

Finché c'è vita.

Finché c'è vita.

C'è speranza.

C'è speranza.

Ah, doing the hands.

OK, I see.

Come on, let's find our man.

I think this is it.

Well, this has to be the place.

Let's give it a try.

I can't miss my flight.

We should head back to Rome.

Just one more moment.

I love how optimistic you are, but I'm a doctor.

And when the prognosis is bad, I have to accept the worst.

You should believe in miracles.

I can't keep getting my hopes up.

Thank you for trying.

Buongiorno.

How can I help you?

We're looking for Marcello Segato.

That's me.

Prego, venite.

Accomodati.

Have a seat.

Thank you.

Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you, Marcello.

My name is Jenny Travalino.

I know you knew my grandfather.

Yes.

In fact, I've come all the way to Italy in search of a wine

that you championed.

You see, it's my sister's wedding,

and I really want to toast her at her reception

in our family tradition.

The 1968 Farazelli Rosso.

Yes.

And we were told that you may be the only person in Italy

that may still have some.

It's a great honor to meet you.

Thank you.

Your family was so kind to me and I have

wonderful memories of them.

There was a niece named Maria.

Yes, we met her.

She told us about you.

She did.

I'm surprised she still remembers me.

She said she'd never forget you.

And I have never forgotten her.

Maria.

But you know, some things were never meant to be.

Anyway, your grandfather gave me all of his Farazelli Rosso,

but nobody wanted to buy it.

Then, a legend grew around this wine.

And suddenly, it was in high demand.

Unfortunately, before I could capitalize on its popularity,

there was a warehouse fire and I lost all my reserves.

Hundreds of bottles...

Oh.

Gone.

Not one bottle left?

Actually, there's one bottle remaining that I have protected.

It's here, inside.

You have a bottle?

Wait a second.

I have kept it for Maria.

It was supposed to be a gift.

I was hoping maybe one day to share it with her,

but now it's yours.

I can't take this.

Maria's a widow now.

She seemed very excited to hear your name.

Find her.

You two deserve to finally share this together.

You know, I know very little Italian,

but my nonna used to always say, "Tutto accade per un motivo."

All things happen for a reason.

It was a pleasure to meet you, Marcello.

Thank you for taking the time.

Thank you.

Had to do that.

I couldn't take away that man's love for the past 40 years.

The wine means so much more to him.

What you did was very selfless.

You were the one who was going to give me a bottle

and sacrifice your job.

What are you gonna do now?

I'll take the blame and find another job.

There are more important things, like finding

you another bottle of wine.

It's too late.

Let's just hope Clare's marriage isn't gonna be cursed.

Hmm.

See, most tours go to the Trevi Fountain,

but this fountain is my favorite.

As I said, my family has a long history here in Rome

and secrets get passed from one generation to another.

This fountain is believed to break curses.

Oh, so it's magical and powerful.

Yes.

And believe it or not, it's an ancient legend

from Caesar's time.

Caesar?

Yes.

Caesar dreamed of becoming emperor and

having a salad named after him.

So the fountain breaks curses?

Yes.

This fountain breaks curses and makes wishes come true.

So you can break the curse of not having the wine

at your sister's wedding and make a wish for yourself

at the same time.

What have you got to lose?

Here.

Oh.

Thank you.

I'll join you.

Oh, what are you gonna wish for?

Well, I can't tell you that, can I, or it won't come true.

Right, so close your eyes.

Both of them.

And visualize what you want.

And then toss the coin over your shoulder into the fountain.

Ready?

Wait, wait, wait.

I haven't made my wish yet.

OK, ready.

You look beautiful in this light.

Thank you.

Yeah, I really need to thank you for everything

that you've shared with me.

I should become a tour guide, the best tour guide in Rome.

I should be getting to the airport.

I'll take you.

No, no, no.

I think it's better if we say goodbye here.

Oh.

Yeah.

Bye.

Ciao.

I'm coming home.

Are you OK?

Yeah, fine.

Did you get the wine?

I did, but I had to let it go.

Just trust me, it was the right choice.

So, what happened with Arrigo?

You were right.

Different countries, different time zones.

I just need to focus on Clare's happiness now.

I'll text you my flight info.

I gotta go, OK?

Giovanni.

Arrigo.

I'm so sorry I failed you.

It's OK.

Just sit down and relax here.

But I didn't get you the wine and I made you so many promises.

And then you made all these promises to your boss.

Look, I just think the best thing for me to do is to resign,

and then hopefully, they won't fire you.

Arrigo, it's OK.

I've got you.

While you were searching for the wine, I called Salvatore Vento.

Eh?

And we've been negotiating back and forth.

And then he eventually accepted the deal.

What deal?

He's going to donate his bottle for the contest.

And in return, the next magazine issue has to be all about him.

Ah.

And you get the exclusive to interview him.

So it's done.

Finito.

Hey, That is great news, and I'm very happy for you,

but I am not in the mood for celebrating.

Is it Jenny?

She went home.

Yes.

I'm sorry.

Well, the funny thing is that I found out that part

of the legend is true.

Well, I mean, searching for the wine brings you love.

I mean, everything about the wine is about love.

But in my case, it's...

it's unrequited love.

Well, maybe it's only unrequited because you

didn't find the wine yet.

Yeah, yeah.

OK, well, how am I supposed to find

another 1968 Farazelli Rosso?

Come on now, Arrigo.

We've got a lot of wine in Italy.

There must be another bottle somewhere.

But that's what I thought.

Past few days have taken me from place to place.

That was the magic of it guiding you.

Great.

But like you said, in Italy, we're surrounded by wine.

I mean, what, I'm just gonna suddenly find a...

hey.

Questo vino.

Arrigo.

Yeah.

What?

Talk to me.

Is it this one?

The very vintage.

L'hai trovato.

You found it?

Then just go.

Vai, vai!

Ciao, ciao.

Hi.

Nervous?

In a good way, yeah.

Where's Jenny?

Here.

I had to make sure you got the bouquet.

How was your conference?

Convention, yeah, it was... it was... it was good.

Oh, isn't Rome romantic?

Yeah.

It was... it was fine.

What?

No interesting men at your convention?

No time.

It was just business.

She's a professional woman.

Mm.

Do you have the family wine?

Wine?

Oh, that wine.

It's tradition.

Um.

Yeah, hey, don't worry about it, OK?

We've got you covered.

OK.

Oh, you better hide me.

I hear Luke's voice.

Oh, let's go.

Thanks.

Oh, excuse me, officer.

How do I get to the Parc Deveraux Hotel?

Uh, 16 blocks that way.

Straight up Park Avenue.

You can't miss it.

Is there a shortcut?

It's New York.

There are no shortcuts.

And Clare, do you take Luke to be your lawfully wedded husband?

I do.

I now pronounce you husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

No.

Thank you so much for arranging everything, Jenny.

It has been perfect.

Well, it wasn't just all me.

Lara did most of the work while I was away.

Thank you, Lara.

Well, you did the same for my wedding.

Now we just have to find someone for you, Jenny.

Oh, you never know.

Mr. Right might be right around the corner.

Or 1,000 miles away.

Well, I have to say that today has

been the best day of my life.

But I know that something's missing.

Missing?

I just really wish Nonna could be here.

She is.

She always is.

I hope you're right that there's no curse.

Wrong wedding.

Hello, hello, everyone.

It's so good to see you all.

I would like to make a toast to the bride and groom.

Marriage is not just a union of two people.

It is a union of families.

It's also a reminder that when something

good comes to you to not be afraid of what it might bring.

We must take opportunities.

Even if we don't like the way they turned out,

at least we can say we tried and have no regrets.

So, here is to the happy couple, Clare and Luke.

Wait!

Sorry.

Sorry for interrupting.

Jenny knows who I am.

I've flown all the way from Italy to tell her and the bride

and groom and I guess everyone in the room

that love is about taking risks and

believing in miracles like the Travalino family has

done for generations.

And it is with this belief that the family created a wine

to embody the magic of love.

The legend of this wine blesses true love.

And as it turns out, the pursuit of this wine

blesses new love, ultimately bringing people together

in the most profound way.

It is a family tradition that must always continue.

And so, a toast to Italy and a toast to love.

Mia bella, come to me

For my heart is longing for you

I can't believe you found it.

I can't believe it led me to you.

Tutto accade per un motivo.

Everything happens for a reason.

Every star that's up above

Says we too should be in love forever more