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My Mount Napoleon, the Salon of Milan, I

find the lord of the city ​​lyrics, my

Mount Napoleon, references and kisses in hand, the

American Vermouth, appointment in the bar, you know

that I find you very elegant, very south,

with that blue dress and that disembodied tuft

that makes you a lot of Mount Napoleon,

more than a chic, all a stranger, if

you come to Milan, you have to go

through Mount Napoleon.

I love you, I love you, I love

you, I love you, I love you, I

love you, I love you, I love you,

I love you, I love you, I love

you, I love you, I love you, I

love you, I love you, I love you,

I love you, I love you, I love

you, I love you, I love you, I

love you, I love you, I love you,

I love you, I love you, I love

you, I love you, I love you, I

love you, I love you, I love you,

I love you, I love you, I love

you, I love you, I love you, I

love you, I love you, I love you,

I love you, I love you, I love

you, I love you, I love you, I

love you, I love you, I love you,

I love you, I love you, I love

you, I love you, I love you, I

love you, I love you, I love you

A special thank you to Emanuele for the

original lyrics A special thank you to The

Modern Society, whose collaboration with the Italian Instrumentarium

A special thank you to Interpopola for the

advice that matched the original lyrics Scandaletti and

Digo, don't you know that Pierluigi yesterday has

centered Vaveggio, the new Aurelia Blu, and that

Susanna has discovered his Roberto Benmonte Napoleon.

Are you looking for someone?

I have an appointment with Paolo.

What's your name?

Patrizia, I'm a little early.

Paolo, here's a certain Patrizia, a little early.

Hi, I called two days ago from Bergamo.

I don't remember.

Do the same.

Do you have any pictures?

Yes, here they are.

My cousin made them for me.

I can see that.

You came at the wrong time.

Today the clients prefer a foreign girl.

Why don't you come back in six months

and let's see what I can do?

You mean you don't take me?

I told you, let's talk about it.

What do you think of me?

Discreet.

Discreet?

I'll be number one.

You're booked for tomorrow.

Half day, they pay 800,000.

With whom do I work?

With Elena Monti, at her studio.

Ulla, why don't you switch places with Roxandra?

And you, Jonathan, go to Fabio's place.

Jonathan, you're as rigid as a stamp.

Try to express something.

Come on guys, courage!

Elena, there's a girl who wants to talk

to you.

Who is she?

She wants to be a model.

Why do you let people in when she's

working?

She came in alone.

Send her away.

We're already late.

Ok.

Let's go!

Jonathan, you're a mess.

If you don't tell me what to do.

What do you have to do?

You're taking a picture of me, and you're

doing it very badly.

Look, even this alone is not enough.

To end up on the cover, they want

the balls.

Elena!

Please, don't close the gate.

Thank you.

We're going to meet.

Astro, look at my house.

Unless we don't want to shuffle the cards.

No, I understand.

Your apartment is there.

Now you understand.

Did you live in Brazil?

No, I lived in Brazil.

A certain Regina.

But it lasted only three months.

Listen.

Important notice.

Don't get upset.

At my house, only the necessary time is

left.

And then...

No, I understand.

And you'll see that you understand tomorrow morning.

You understand for sure.

You're much better than in photography.

How do you know?

I was in the dark.

Yes, but I have a sensitivity above the

thousand wings.

I see it even when I'm in the

dark.

I have to go.

I work early tomorrow.

Okay.

Elena, it's Claudio.

I'll never find you.

Call me, please.

Of course.

Elena.

Hello.

Hello.

It's your father.

He must have gone to dream about Augusto.

Elena!

Hi, Elena.

It's Margherita.

I need to see you.

I'm in deep shit.

Let's have lunch at Pepper Moon tomorrow.

You can't say no to your best friend.

I'm bored.

Look, there's nothing to laugh about.

It's terrible to get bored.

I don't go out to buy a dress

anymore.

In the evening I stay on the couch

watching TV in the dressing room.

I don't go out for the weekend.

I swear, I'm destroyed.

What's up?

Are you in a crisis with Vanni?

No, it's nothing to do with Vanni.

He's always very nice.

He loves children.

He works like a madman.

He's a perfect husband.

But he's always a husband.

He's a husband.

Oh, Elena, please.

Let's not start with the usual complaints about

marriage.

If you want to live alone and go

to bed with whoever you want, it's up

to you.

But there are other women who don't think

so, like you.

Among whom the subscription.

Are you bored?

Yes, of course, I'm bored.

But it has nothing to do with my

marriage.

Are you my best friend or my psychoanalyst?

Why don't you try to work?

Who, me?

Yes, you.

Do you want to work?

What's wrong with finding a job?

There's nothing wrong.

What would you like to do?

It doesn't matter what.

I want to start taking on responsibilities.

Go, with a little dinner, mom starts working.

Well, it was time for someone to come

and help me in the kitchen.

Paglia, please.

No, Vanni.

Let's hear what you have to say.

Now what is it that you don't go

to the kitchen?

I took you to the Philippines two days

ago.

Well, tomorrow you'll have to look for another

one.

This one got a license this afternoon.

But Paglia, it's not possible.

What do you do to these guys?

I do what is in my Giovanni's interest.

That monkey went on to Coca.

Cocaine?

No, Coca-Cola.

Three cups in three days.

Family format.

Well, if it's family format, you've done well.

Well done, Paglia, well done.

What would we do without you?

We'd finally have a maid.

She's the fifth one to make us run

away this year.

Because they're savages.

If I hadn't been here, between Binga and

Bonga, Peruvians, Filipinos, carnivores of Capo Verde, these

two poor kids would have grown up eating

zebra cutlets.

Instead, in this house, they've continued to eat

the same Milanese risotto that Giovanni had when

he was a child.

Don't you have a bit of gratitude?

Paglia is on the same level as Meryl

Streep in my Africa.

Touching, to the max.

If you want, I can introduce you to

the commercial director.

They're looking for a person for public relations.

Come on, it would be great.

And if it's about fashion, I understand.

I buy all the magazines that come out.

There's practically nothing I don't know about fashion.

I also know the name of a Bolivian

fashion designer, Guillermo Sanchez.

Donatella, are you listening to me or not?

That's not bad, is it?

Don't cry.

You already have a husband and a lover.

Don't you think they can be enough for

you?

Yes, but it's not bad at all.

The boss is looking for you.

Why?

He's angry about that photo of Kim Basinger

you put in the article.

Oh, my God.

Don't you know how he treated me when

I offered him the job for Woody Allen's

next movie?

He yelled, How dare you?

The director writes the songs about Woody Allen!

Woody Allen is mine!

I think they're paranoid.

Okay, I'm going to get out of here.

Bye.

Bye.

If you don't know what to do one

night, I'll take care of it.

Okay.

As long as you don't take me to

the movies.

Good evening, Frank.

Good evening, doctor.

Do you need anything?

No, no, thank you.

I'm fine.

Who's this beautiful girl in the corner?

A new girlfriend?

Maybe.

This is Jessica Lang, an American actress.

Oh, America!

I left you a note on the table.

They called from New York.

Your friend will be here tomorrow.

Tom!

Guido!

Hi.

How are you?

Fine.

What happened to you?

Are you dry?

A little, yes.

God, I'm broken.

I closed my eyes for the whole flight.

Okay, let's go.

Guido, do you want a toast too?

What are you doing?

What am I doing?

I'm trying to hide the clues.

My waitress sees me as a kind of

Marcello Mastroianni.

I wouldn't want to disappoint her.

I don't believe it.

You're over 30 and you still can't accept

who you are.

It's a weakness.

I'm ashamed to be who I am.

But it's all wrong.

In this way, you only create anguish and

useless guilty feelings.

I know.

I know it's a mistake.

But you love me anyway, don't you?

Oh, I'm sorry, doctor.

It's too early.

No, no, don't worry.

It's okay.

Don't worry.

This is Tom.

He's a friend of mine from California.

He'll stay a few more days.

He'll be my guest.

He'll sleep here, on the bedside table.

I understand.

I understand.

What do you mean, I understand?

That with all the girls passing you by,

you should have called reinforcements from America.

Yes, you're right.

Yes, we'll make a bit of a mess.

Be careful not to get someone pregnant.

Otherwise, they'll catch you.

No, no, no.

Don't worry.

I guarantee it won't happen.

I guarantee it 100%.

They told me it's a good movie.

It's funny.

I've never been so bored.

I swear, next time, I'll choose the movie.

What do I care?

It was written on Jack that it was

beautiful.

Come on, you never have fun.

Tell me something that makes you happy.

Tell me one.

One.

Listen, who's talking?

It's always been you who tells me that

you don't have fun anymore, even if you

were 50 years old.

Look, for all the experience I've accumulated, I

could have been 40 or 50.

Luckily, I have the physique that makes me

look good.

I'm a rock.

Touch here, touch.

Come on, let's go eat.

I'm hungry.

Hey, guys!

How did you manage to resist without me

until 11?

Come on, Berla, get in line, we're hungry.

Hey, I see that even tonight Bepi is

not here.

He was supposed to come with Nicoletta, but

then, as usual, Nicoletta gave him away again.

I swear that Bepi is embarrassing.

He's a man without dignity.

Disqualified, go back to the bench.

Hey, Cervo, any news?

There's a good deal on Milan-Atalanta, 50

% of the 2.

Take Atalanta, I'll send you 5 pieces of

100.

What documents?

Forecasts for the weekend?

We thought to go up in the countryside

with my guys.

No.

Excluded, love.

Look, I have an exam on Monday.

I've already bought a bottle, but if I

don't get at least 25, I won't be

able to get my gifts.

Unless Atalanta then I'll have to do the

exam on a bottle.

I'm so hungry!

Wait a minute.

All good?

Are you having fun?

Like crazy.

Good night, love.

I'll call you tomorrow as soon as I've

played basketball.

No, enough, Luca.

I can't go on like this anymore.

Whether I'm there or not, it's the same

for you.

Every night you offer me thousands of people

and we can never be alone.

I didn't know you were against the European

Tour.

So, Luca, either you change or we can't

go on like this.

As you wish, dear.

But let's try to see how I did

to see if change could be in your

favor.

The moral aspect is unparalleled.

Total devotion.

Charming are the best.

Achievements, I mean, I never waste a second.

I even risked losing the spring tournament.

Intelligence is monstrous.

Generosity, well, I'd rather not talk about it.

If we take into account that in 12

months of storms, wind, rain, I always have

you with me at home, when I mean

working at my house, sometimes you could even

call a taxi, right?

What's wrong?

What's not working?

What's wrong?

This life doesn't suit me.

I need something more, a leap forward.

A leap forward?

I don't get it, there's something I have

to do.

And what is it?

Page 1, Article 1.

Getting married.

Excuse me, but I feel like I've already

met you.

I really don't remember, ma'am.

So, have you already crossed swords?

Excuse me for the sudden question, ma'am,

but, Raffaella, how many months are you pregnant?

Not really a month.

What?

You're not pregnant?

No.

Then why are you getting married?

Dad, these are questions to be asked.

We get married to regularize our relationship with

the sacro-vinculo and then the procreation of

another phenomenon like me regular, right?

Little Raffaella is getting married.

Ah, congratulations.

Of course, we'll organize an exceptional refreshment.

Let me think where and then I'll call

you back.

good morning.

Chiara, excuse me, take note that on the

13th of April there's a refreshment for Mrs.

Donati.

So, I'm going.

Okay, did you leave all your data?

Yes, the secretary has everything.

Carmen, besides babysitting, would you also do some

dog sitting?

No, not the dogs, they scare me.

I was bitten by a cocker when I

was little.

Bye Chiara.

Bye Francesca.

Bye Francesca.

Who gave her all this confidence?

I would never leave my son to a

whore like that.

You wouldn't even leave your son with Mother

Teresa of Calcutta.

Good thing not all mothers are like you,

otherwise we'd be in trouble.

Guess who's getting married?

Raffaella Donati.

That's crazy, isn't it?

Yes, he'll be about your age.

And then they say that marriages no longer

rule nowadays.

Well, that doesn't surprise me.

They do everything so quickly.

I hope that before you get married you'll

think about it seriously, won't you?

Of course I'll think about it, Mother.

And then, in my opinion, all in all,

it's better not to get married.

But think about it, Francesco, how much better

you are here.

Francesca, Do I know how to treat my

son?

Yes, yes, keep treating him like that and

he'll become a scoundrel.

You're so vulgar.

Vulgar people have easier lives than scoundrels.

Did you see?

You did it.

Yes, I did it, yes.

A nice stupidity.

It's terrible to do the PR to a

stylist.

You work 20 hours a day.

And does it bore you?

No, no.

To get bored it takes time off.

Sit here, it's my place.

Your place?

Well, one of the first invitations I had

sent it to myself.

You know, in case they had to fire

me for incapacity, at least I didn't miss

the show.

Ah, how stupid you are.

Instead, you're very good.

Thank you.

Have fun.

Who's that?

She's a nun, a photographer.

She's pretty.

The one two meters below doesn't even see

her.

Esther, punished for breakfast spring-summer of 1984.

And that one?

Monique, spring-summer, autumn-winter of 1985.

Punished in all seasons.

There she is, the famous Samantha, at her

first show in Milan.

Ugly?

Exaggerated.

The girl's not bad.

So much to welcome her, I decided to

give her a place in my album.

Am I hurting you?

No, no.

Samantha, you were great.

Oh, hi, I'm sorry, I have another show.

Can't I come to dinner with you?

You can come to me after the show,

I'll make you a steak on the fly.

No, no, I'm going to Paris.

Tomorrow morning, by plane.

Going to bed early tonight.

Bye.

Bye.

So?

This giraffe, she could have told me she

had to work, but she screwed up the

evening.

Hi Gianni.

Oh, Margherita, thanks for the invitation, it was

great.

Yes, but it was hard, you have no

idea.

Do you know my friend Roberto?

No, I don't think so.

Roberto, Margherita.

Nice to meet you.

I'm sorry, but I still have a lot

to sort out.

Thanks for coming.

Goodbye.

Bye.

Do you know her well?

Enough.

And you don't tell me anything.

She's very married, she's very faithful to her

husband.

I'm not jealous.

Here she is.

Now get in the car.

Try to turn it on.

Nothing.

And now you get out and I'll get

in the scene.

Gianni.

Problems?

What a son of a bitch.

I always prefer to tell the truth.

I'm convinced.

In fact, you seem to me a decisively

exceptional woman.

Me?

Yes.

No, I'm very normal.

I'm married, I have two children and I

have a job.

Scott Fitzgerald is right.

Happiness can be told in two words.

Don't you want to tell me that you

are not happy?

I was.

But then my girlfriend left.

Did she leave you?

No.

She's dead.

Ah, thanks

for the ride.

Thank you for listening to me.

Tonight is the first time I go out

after a long time.

And you regret it?

Not even a little.

And then you should insist.

Go out, try to see people.

Aren't you lucky to meet a person like

you every day?

What are you saying?

Milan is full of deceiving women.

Ah, here's my husband.

I have to go now.

Sure, good night.

Good night.

Anyway, let's talk.

No, I won't call you.

I'm very discreet.

But what are you doing?

I hope you call me.

It's her.

The car couldn't even beg her.

It must be the battery.

I think you forgot to refuel as usual.

No, I filled up this morning.

But why do you always treat me like

a moron?

Lucky I met one at the parade who

gave me a ride.

No, please.

Don't take it off.

You know I've been cold all night.

Ah, tonight you slept with the fur.

Well, I'll take a hot shower.

I'll be right back.

Come on, Bob.

Get up, we have to go out.

You can't do this to me.

I have low blood pressure.

Me too, but I have a very important

appointment.

Get up, let's go.

You go to your appointment, I stay here

to sleep.

nothing to do.

And then my husband could come back.

Your husband?

Wait a minute, you don't have a husband.

No, and you know why?

Because I've never let men sleep in my

bed for more than eight hours.

Come on, get dressed.

Let's go.

Hi, Dad.

Hi, Elena.

You didn't lock the horses.

Oh, yes, but you see, my relationship with

horses has become purely academic.

Now I relate with a kind of cynical

detachment.

How much?

Twenty.

And unfortunately, you promised to pay by Monday.

Dad, where do you think you'll find twenty

million by Monday?

I'm isolated.

You can see that even as a father

I have never managed to win a derby.

Instead, on Monday you couldn't pay in two

weeks.

You see, I've been losing for so many

years that now the bookmakers should consider my

debts as a kind of pension, of old

age.

And you knew that pensions never come on

time.

Hey, Mario.

Ah, Vittorio.

Hey there, I see you well.

This summer, Santa Margherita.

From the first of August, present.

You gave me some good news.

Hi, dear.

He's an old jerk.

And for the rest, how are you doing?

Oh, not bad, not bad.

You know, I was defending myself like a

lion.

One of these evenings I want to introduce

you to a new friend of mine.

Her name is Olinka.

A Polish woman.

You're incredible.

You know, on that kind of gallop your

father is still a pure saint.

Okay, I'll call you when I find the

money.

Speaking of money, wouldn't you have something to

lend me?

In a hurry I went out without cash.

Bye, Dad.

Piero, two mimosa for my friend Vittorio and

for me.

Ah, and I want to see the foam

on the edge of the glass.

Of course, I'll pay.

Felice, can you give me a hand?

The lamp got stuck.

Elena, Ute, just arrived from Frankfurt.

Excuse me, I didn't know you were in

the company.

The door was open and you told me

you had to work.

Yes, but that's the way it is.

I'm working on a new advertising campaign for

a director.

Ah, I see.

So it's an audition.

These things are complicated.

I've put my fingers in the paper.

Excuse me, Ute, beat it.

There you go.

Okay.

Thank you, Ute.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Listen, where are you going looking like that?

To dinner with a banker.

If you need money, I'm here.

Very low interest.

Can I go out with a dentist?

Without having toothache.

Thank you, I don't need anything.

You'll need 20 million.

I have the misfortune of having a father

who loves women, the blue coast and horses.

In any case, I think I can return

them to you in a few months.

I'm willing to sign bank guarantees.

But you have to help me.

I need that money.

What bank guarantees?

I'll get you the financing tomorrow morning.

Without written guarantees.

Just on the word.

Leave it.

For what you want, 20 million is not

enough.

I don't appreciate this article.

But, Miss Moti, wait.

Guido, is it possible that your mother doesn't

suspect anything?

Why?

I don't know, a mother intuits certain things.

She's coming.

Mother!

Guido, my love, my little boy, you finally

remembered this lonely lady prisoner on the lake.

My dear.

Mother, I missed you so much.

You too, my dear.

You too, so much.

To your happiness, my love.

Thank you, mother.

Cheers.

Yes, Guido was obsessed with cinema since he

was 9 years old.

Say no?

He went crazy for Rita Hayworth.

He's not stupid, is he?

Mother, why do you have to mess with

these old stories?

Please, come on.

I'm not messing with him, I'm sorry.

And then, the biographies are very funny, don't

you think so?

Apart from the fact that the mother has

the right to remember the childhood of her

children even if it's banal and boring.

Well done, Giovanna.

My husband wanted him to start his diplomatic

career, but he was a snob.

Poor Giangi.

But my dream was that he would become

a great movie star, a great star, Claire

Gable, Humphrey Bogart, Ramón Navarro.

He was so handsome.

You don't know how handsome he was.

I'm so handsome that I've found a job

as a movie journalist.

What's the matter?

Excuse me, did you come out of a

mental hospital and started writing?

When he was 16 all he did was

write.

Did his friends go out to dance with

the girls?

Mother, please, come on.

But it's the truth, my dear.

Well, me too.

I used to write instead of going out

with the girls when I was 16.

Really?

Well, then I say hurray!

So we've avoided all those girls who got

married and ruined half of your friends.

Mother, I think I'm going to bed.

I'm a little tired.

I hope you don't mind.

Of course, darling.

Go on, darling.

Tom and I don't formalize.

I thought you wouldn't be...

Shh, be quiet.

I don't know.

I can't get used to the idea of

doing it in this house.

It's always better than in that motel where

we did it the first time.

Mother.

Don't say anything.

I wish this was just a bad dream

for me.

If I had known that you would have

become what you have become maybe, yes, maybe

I would have never put you in the

world.

I'm sorry.

But I also remember what you told me

when I was a child.

That the only thing that mattered to you

was that I was happy, wasn't I?

And I'm happy like this.

Are you serious?

Yes.

No, Guido, no.

I can't accept it, can I?

I've always been tolerant with you, always understanding.

But this...

I can't stand it.

Maybe because I'm no longer a young woman,

maybe because I'm too rich, with too many

things in my head and nothing else to

think about.

Please, tomorrow morning your friend will come

back to Milan.

The same thing happened to my mother.

But you'll see, in the end, she'll accept

it.

She won't.

Splendid!

Amazing!

And you're simply delicious.

How long did you think the straw was?

30 meters.

It's too much.

Don't say that, it's a bit big.

Not bad, not bad.

But if you allow me to give some

advice to someone who has a bit of

taste, I would tighten the sides and on

the back I would Peel on the back?

Of course!

The idea of a sexy bride is not

so bad.

Imagine the scene, you enter the church, you

walk along the guide, serious, almost mystical, you

pass and the back is all naked, a

vertiginous It's a nice effect.

What do you think?

I think it's a horrible idea.

Me too.

Why did you ask me to supervise the

costumes?

I didn't ask you anything.

But think about it.

Anyway, do you know Carlo d'Inghilterra?

I dress the same.

Do you mind?

So, let's set February 18th?

Yes, it's my birthday.

And for the flowers have you already thought

about it?

All right, I've already decided, a church at

the level of a botanical garden.

And for the music?

I already have everything in mind, look, there

will be two DJs from Nepenthe, from Stiwon

and Baglioni.

And for our entrance we'll think about the

cavalcade of the Valkyries.

the clown is not too important.

Father, instead, we thought about the benches, to

cover them with electric blue velvet, so that

Pandanco will be the guide.

All right, I see that you have in

mind an explosive marriage.

At the metro of Cerina, 1,600 guests,

everything is planned.

Listen, about the guests, couldn't you put a

good word for Giovanni Paolo?

Who?

Giovanni Paolo, the Holy Father.

Marriage with the Pope's blessing and connection in

Eurovision, eh?

You see, you make a good impression on

us too.

Thank you, darling.

See you tonight.

Bye.

Ah, if you don't like Vitel Tonelli, it's

up to Assunzione to make you a nice

paillard or something like that.

Bye.

Oh, hi!

Carmen, what are you still doing here?

You were supposed to be at Billy's at

nine.

I told you, Francesca, no dogs.

Billy is not a dog, he's a four

-year-old boy.

Okay, okay, let's not get paranoid.

I'm in a hurry now.

Where are you going?

To the university.

Perfect, then give me a ride.

Oh, thank goodness you're here.

Come with me to the florist, we haven't

decided the flowers yet for tonight's dinner.

It went well, I think.

Yes, but we went out with champagne.

In my opinion, as usual, it's the waiters

who keep an eye on them.

It's not difficult, the usual personal reservation.

Do you want me to weld everything here?

No, no, I'll do it.

If you could put all this in the

safe, so much for you and the road

agency.

But how?

They paid in cash.

Of course, I was the one who pretended.

Here they don't accept signatures or credit cards,

like at Bloomingdale's.

Damn, it looks like you're polishing a mobile

phone.

Come on, touch me.

Where?

Where do you think?

But put some enthusiasm in it.

Let me feel that you're excited.

Are you excited or not?

Enough.

Okay, I get it, we joked.

Don't be offended, but you should read some

manuals on the subject.

I think they sell something like that in

the shops.

Sex, explained to girls.

Say hello to my mom.

Who's there?

Francesco, you scared me.

I thought there were thieves.

But how did you get in?

I took the keys to my mom.

You know, I wasn't alone.

I came with a girl.

Where is she now?

She left.

Let's go, I'll help you put the cushions

in place.

Chiara.

Yes?

Don't tell my mother, otherwise she'll kill me.

She'll kill you because you went with a

girl?

No, I bet she'd be happy.

Anyway, don't tell her, please.

Okay, we won't tell her anything.

How long have you had the girl?

A while.

Are you okay?

No, not really.

Come on, it's not a tragedy.

A handsome boy like you, young, smart, you

know how many more you can find?

Francesco, who's that?

Nothing.

Don't cry, it's nothing.

Courage.

You can talk to me.

I'm your friend.

Chiara, I...

I think I'm...

I don't know, women scare me.

Men scare me too, at first.

It's not true.

I wasn't with my girl.

I...

I've never had a girl.

Every time I tried to be with a

woman, it was always a disaster.

Why haven't you found the right woman yet?

I'll never find her.

Never.

Why don't you want to accept the fact

that you've become a man?

Francesco, you're no longer a child.

Behave like a man.

But how can I do that?

Take off your dress.

Bye, bye, dad.

I made you muffins this morning, look how

wonderful.

Thank you.

Francesco, with that golf suit and the square

shirt, you look terrible.

I bought you all those shirts with buttons

in New York.

Mom, please.

I'm sorry, but if I don't take your

clothes off, you always wear the same things.

Why don't you wear a sports jacket every

now and then?

With the golf suit, I feel more comfortable.

I told you about Aunt Bicetta's house, didn't

I?

Yes, the apartment at Via Gustavo Modena, the

one you left to my brother.

We've decided something.

He'll stay at Rapallo's house, and I'll take

this apartment here in Milan.

Now we have to decide if we should

sell it or rent it.

What do you say, Francesco?

It's all yours.

Of course, renting it now with Lecco Cano

is a big nonsense.

It's almost 200 square meters.

Can I go there?

I can go there.

What did you say?

I said I can go there.

To Aunt Bicetta's apartment?

To her or somewhere else.

I want to live alone.

Why, Francesco?

What are you saying?

I need a life of my own.

To go in and out whenever I want.

To see new faces.

To be alone.

Achille, don't talk.

Don't say anything.

What can I say?

It's natural.

When a boy grows up, he wants to

be independent.

Sorry, darling, you're not well here.

Yes, too much.

That's the problem.

Okay.

We'll talk about it next week.

The mail.

There's also a package for you.

They brought it in a taxi.

I'm exhausted.

I'm going home.

Margherita, what are you doing?

It's late.

Go change.

Bellotti is waiting for us at 9 at

the Tower of Pisa.

I can't make it tonight.

I have a headache.

I've been working for 20 years and I

go out every night for 20 years.

You can always ask the maid to go

with you if you feel like going out

alone.

It would be a joy.

Okay, I understand.

Bye.

Bye.

Say hello to Daniella for me.

Hi, Margherita.

I've decided to give you something of yours.

Okay?

You can't say no.

I wanted to write you a letter.

Then I thought, no, I'd better use the

audiovisual.

This program is called Me, Roberto.

Written and produced by me to tell you

who I am.

I forgot to tell you I'm an architect.

They say I'm pretty good, but I don't

believe in weaknesses.

I'm 30 years old.

Height 178 cm.

I weigh 73 kilos dressed.

I like Japanese restaurants, Kurosawa movies, hyperrealistic painting,

I hate garlic, clowns, and superficial women.

I work 10-12 hours a day and

when I don't work, I spend my free

time fixing my phone waiting for you to

call me.

Ma'am, I'm going to bed.

If you're hungry, there's some soup in the

fridge.

Thank you, Balia.

Who's that?

J.R.? No, Balia, it's a new series.

Then I don't care.

I only like J.R. In case you

noticed, Tony says you can always find me

here at home.

The number is 3898.

Or you can come and see me at

the construction site.

I'll be there for the next three months.

I was aware of J.R., so I

decided to stop by.

If you don't mind, ma'am...

Roberto.

I thought we were even.

Okay, Roberto.

Your video was very nice.

It was just the pilot episode.

If you approve the series, I can do

much better.

Excuse me, architect.

For the carpet of the offices, is red

okay?

What do you think?

Me?

Yes.

What color would you put it on?

Really, I don't know.

Maybe green.

Why green?

Maybe that way people would feel like they're

walking on a lawn.

And also because people always complain that there's

not much green in the city.

It's a great idea.

Good.

I'll go for green.

Okay.

Thanks for the advice.

You'd be a great editor, you know?

You really think so?

Of course.

You have a lot of taste.

If you don't like your public relations, call

me.

Okay, I'll take the offer.

But now I have to go.

Okay.

You see?

You've already left your mark on the work.

How stupid.

I'll see you soon.

Sure, in a bit.

Bye.

Bye.

Architect, which green do we choose?

What color was the carpet in my original

project?

Red.

Then we'll put red.

Hi.

I'll leave you this bag, it's for my

father.

Make sure there's a mark inside.

Okay, Mrs. Monti, but we'd have to weld

the portrait.

Sorry, but the management asked me to ask

you.

6,800,000 lire.

It's February.

But the agreed price of the room isn't

100,000 lire a day.

If you consider the bar, the dinners in

the room, the phone calls, I don't want

to be indiscreet, but your father takes too

much to read the extras.

Send me the bill at the studio.

Elena, what a nice surprise.

Yes, it's the day of surprises.

You'll find 20,000,000 in the post

office, and I found 7,000,000.

Only my 7,000,000 have to be

paid.

Elena, I'm losing money from a professional secret

that stays between me and the bookmaker.

I hope you don't think I'm filtering my

bets through a post office.

I'm not talking about your bets, but about

the dinners in the room.

For you and your girlfriends, yes.

And then, look at that one.

She could also say she's Polish, but I

think it's something else.

What did that woman want?

She wants the obvious.

Money?

Yes.

It's a life that torments me.

So, this month, we'll take care of the

new trends in English cinema.

The interview with Ridley Scott will be done

by me.

Didn't you think you'd get the best one?

Vittorio, you'll do the survey on the directors

from the videoclip.

Lorenza, on the other hand, will take care

of Rupert Everett.

Not bad.

I'm comfortable.

And try to find some nude photos of

him, a little naked.

Give Lorenza a nice thing for his ass.

Why?

What do you have against them?

Me?

Nothing, imagine.

I'm happy with them.

So, why do you call them like that?

They also buy newspapers, don't they?

Yes, of course, but why do you get

so mad?

Because I can't take it anymore.

All those like you who studied, who went

to university, but every time they talk about

Frocci, they're all laughing at you from the

barracks.

Come on, Guido, calm down.

And what do you care?

What do you think homosexuals are?

People who go around with moustaches on their

heads?

With nail polish?

Michel Serrault in the Vizzietto shape who carry

dogs?

No, Frocci are not like that.

They are men, more sensitive, more fragile, because

they don't feel inferior to others at all.

And those who are ashamed of being who

they are end up living badly.

The marginalized, the compressed, the unresolved, the different,

just as you would like them.

I know, I know I exaggerated.

You have no idea how much I feel

better now.

You have been very strong.

For a moment you reminded me of Robert

Reitorin, all the men in the press.

Do you like the newsrooms where one has

the courage to defend his ideas even when

he exaggerates?

Tell me the truth, did you feel bad?

Well, yes, yes, a little.

It's because when you're the editor of a

newspaper, you get used to guessing things before

others.

I did the same with you.

I think a little that after a week

that I had hired you I was convinced

that you had already discovered half of my

editors.

No, but I did a couple of editors.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, it can go.

It seems to me of category, eh?

Yes, I say yes.

I would put there the sofa that my

mother and there I would make the bar

corner.

There, mistake, this is the strategic center of

the room, because here we need the TV

and there the big screen.

I can already see all the friends on

Sunday afternoon who are limping to follow the

mattress from Silverstone.

I can already see them.

All right, all right, but there we put

the lunch table.

There, in the eye, but you're out, but

here there are already six, it's not worth

unpacking the seven.

The lunch table must be put here.

Wide spaces, wide horizons, there is a table

in a well-nourished formation, then comes the

person of color who sheds, I'm already there

and I prepare the dishes.

Oh, by the way, at Christmas, let's give

ourselves a maxi whistle, we need more than

the panettone.

There is a current here, there is a

current, cover yourself, love, that the current is

treacherous.

You are delicate, you can get a fever,

I have to go out with a gun.

Write, thank my uncle Gino Pervaso, fake Chinese,

you will understand if it is wasted with

all that money he has.

Then, thank your friend Giulietta for this wonderful

frame idea.

It's beautiful.

Yes, in fact, who says nothing, but I

just want to candidate for the Oscar for

the best original gift, I think it's the

first that I give a frame to a

wedding.

This they brought it now, I'll open it.

I accept bet, we are in the floral

field, or it's a ficus Benjamin, or it's

an aubergine Chernobyl, I'll give it to you

two quints.

How tender, but who sent it to you?

Signed.

Ah, it's your gift, cute.

Well, ma'am, but what did you take

me for?

A piece?

This is one of the many antipastes, the

strong dish, comes the regular anti-vigil.

Hello, hi, I'm Francesco.

Yes, I finally did it, I left home.

Now I'm alone.

Yes, Francesco.

That manual you recommended me, it was very

useful.

Tell the truth.

Did you write it?

What's up?

I don't know.

Mom, sorry, I didn't want to wake you

up.

No, no, I was awake.

But what's going on?

Nothing, but I, I can't stand it in

that house without you.

I can't stand it, I'm going crazy.

But Dad's always with you.

What happened?

Did you argue?

Francesco, your father is another woman.

At this point, your father and I are

just two strangers.

I don't care.

We're not friends.

But at least you love me.

Yes, I love you very much.

Then let me stay here.

No, Mom, it's not possible.

You can't imagine what a thrill it is

to see that empty house, not to hear

the turntable turned on in your room.

Tomorrow night I'll take you out for dinner.

You and me alone, okay?

Listen, can I come and find you once

in a while?

You have the key, don't you?

I'll give it back to you if you

want.

And then, who's going to fill the fridge?

Well, then, okay.

Now I'm running away.

We'll talk tomorrow, I'll call you.

If you happen to talk to your father,

don't tell him anything about what I told

you.

No, I won't tell him anything.

It's so bad to see two parents who

don't love each other anymore.

My parents hate each other too.

Those over 40 all have a lot of

problems.

Hello?

Hello?

Who is it?

Hello?

We're calling you from Paris.

Yes, a call for Mrs. Margarita Barenghi.

It's for you, from Paris.

Hello?

Margarita?

It's Roberto.

Sorry if I'm calling you at this hour,

but I'm in Paris for work.

And I felt terribly lonely, I wanted to

hear your voice.

Is your husband nearby?

Yes, it's very interesting.

Sorry for the noise, but I'm in a

cabin in the Champs Elysees.

I walked for hours and I couldn't think

of you.

I miss you, Margarita.

Thank you.

Tomorrow I'll call you from the office.

I miss you very much.

Who was it?

A certain Robert.

A guy from Paris who has to organize

a show for us.

And he organizes the show for you at

2 a.m.? You know that when you

work there are no schedules.

Enough!

Now I'm fed up!

Since you started working I don't work anymore.

You move the furniture that's been there for

20 years because you discovered to have an

aesthetic sense.

At the table now we only eat Japanese

food.

That disgusting Tendura.

Tempura.

We decide to go to the cinema and

you take me to see the retrospective of

Kurosawa.

Two balls like that!

Sure, do you think I was better before?

A barbie doll who always says yes.

But I feel better now.

I want to be a woman who thinks

with her head.

A woman who has taste, who wants to

grow up and who knows how to make

her own choices.

I'm sorry, I didn't know I married Madame

Curie.

I'm going to sleep in the studio.

I don't want to disturb if any other

guy calls you from New York.

She makes you suffer, doesn't she?

What are you saying?

Go to sleep, it's late.

I've always told you that she's not the

right wife for you.

But how can you marry a woman who

can't make risotto alla milanese?

I'll call you from Paris.

And let me know that you'll be back

tomorrow.

Excuse me, are

you going to Paris?

Could you send this to me?

All right.

It's for Franco Bolli.

He's in Paris.

Where's Vanni?

He's at the airport.

I haven't seen him.

That's strange.

Many strange things happen here.

He left and forgot to take his passport.

What's so strange about it?

You don't need it to go to France.

You just need your ID card.

In my days, you needed a passport.

And in my days, wives didn't travel without

a husband.

Why didn't you go to the Maldives?

I've had so many problems.

I think I'll go to Pasqua.

Why don't you and Vanni come with me?

I don't know.

I'd rather not make plans.

It's for you, Mrs. Barenghi.

Thank you.

Hello?

Hi.

Yes, I'm free tonight.

See you there at 9.

Kiss, kiss.

You know, something wonderful happened to me recently.

It's wonderful.

I told you I understood it.

Who is he?

Someone you know.

Are you serious?

Roberto Sanwasan.

I can't believe it.

Roberto Sanwasan.

What's so strange about it?

Nothing.

It's just that I don't see him with

you.

You're wrong.

We get along very well.

It's a very important story for me.

Not for Roberto.

Listen, how dare you?

Look, I know him well.

Then it's obvious you don't know him well

enough.

In fact, it seems to me you didn't

manage to do it.

It's exactly the opposite.

He's the one who felt like a desperate

man.

No, dear.

The truth is you've always been jealous of

me.

Maybe you're right.

I'm not the right man for you.

What are you saying?

We get along so well.

Exactly.

This story is becoming too important.

At least for me.

The idea of not being able to have

you completely destroys me.

But you have me completely.

Maybe.

I realized it would be too much to

ask you.

I've had a husband, children, all my life.

I don't have the right to ask you

to leave all this for me.

Can we continue like this?

I'll find a way to see you more

often.

No.

I'm not tired of telling lies, of finding

refuge.

We'll end up spoiling our feelings too, really.

I know, I'll suffer.

I'll suffer a lot.

But I'd rather leave you now.

Gianni, Roberto, unloaded.

Good morning.

How are you?

The doctor is upstairs.

I'm his daughter.

A heart attack.

Madam, I did everything I could now it's

up to him.

If you need anything, I'm out here.

Thank you.

Hi, Dad.

I think this time I exaggerated.

No, no.

It's all under control.

And what made me angry was the idea

of ​​leaving without saying goodbye.

Don't talk, Dad.

Stay calm.

No.

No.

It's been a long time since I wrote

on my agenda something to tell you.

And I think it's time to do it.

Thank you, Elena.

Thank you for giving this stupid dad something

I don't appreciate.

The happiness of getting old without realizing it.

Dad, please.

And finally, I have a surprise.

Yesterday they ran the Ox in San Siro.

3,000 meters.

Heavy terrain.

Race reserved for the women of the generation.

First, Mary Astor.

I took it in full.

You know, more than anything else, it's the

satisfaction of having won in Extremis my great

prize.

It's strange, though.

To go out losing from the podium for

a whole life and get out of life

with a winner in the pocket.

A lot of people loved her.

A lot of women.

It was very moving.

Anyway, I don't make illusions.

At my funeral, there will be the desert.

I treat her too badly.

Elena.

What's wrong, Elena?

Elena!

Do you feel better now?

Yes.

It must have been a little tense.

A lot of bad things have happened to

me lately.

All together.

And in the end, I collapsed.

Ma'am, look, it wasn't a collapse.

You're pregnant.

Did you see, Tom, that we did it?

For a series of your guide, he skipped

the cinema.

Look, I have the opera.

I have a lot of fun.

Really, I had an extraordinary evening.

Me, nothing.

The scenes were of a squint and then

you, painful.

An exhibition and without voice.

Ah, we know.

For you, since there is no more the

callas, the opera is finished.

What do we do for those tickets for

Bernstein's concert?

What?

You haven't taken them yet?

They cost 100,000 crowns.

Can't I always take them?

I would love to go.

Do you drive?

I don't know, I have to see how

I look in the newspaper.

Maybe.

No problem.

Tom can always come with me.

Let's ask the count, Maurizio.

The count, please.

Come on, it's just midnight.

No, I have to finish an article yet,

I have to go.

I told Perlucci that we would be passed

by him.

No, I really have to go.

Let's go.

No, I stay, I'm not for anything.

See you at home.

I come with you.

Okay.

Where have you been until now?

I know it, at Perlucci's house.

Yes, sure, until 7 in the morning.

Let's talk later, I'm dead tired.

No, let's talk now.

I asked you where the fuck have you

been?

Listen, I can't stand the scenes.

And I can't stand the secrets.

There is no secret.

I just cheated on you.

Sometimes it happens.

Why did you do it?

Because I had to.

We are not married.

No, I know.

But I want you to leave this house.

Go away.

Okay, when I wake up, I'm leaving.

Did you

call me?

No.

Come on, don't be proud.

Can't you see it was serious?

Go, tell him to stay.

Too late.

I see you're moved, I understand.

I had a moment of silence but now

relax because after the practice and the reception

I can tell you it won't be a

walk in the park.

Ma'am, do you want to go to

bed?

Give us a break.

Call me when you get to Polignesia.

Yes, don't worry.

Good night.

Have fun.

Ma'am, I'm in a hurry, Bye.

Excuse me, no,

I can't sleep on the left and I

swear it's not for political reasons.

This is nice.

It's so hot, so hot.

I feel like I'm in my father's Arsura,

Arsura, Rafi, listen, I'm in a hurry, can

you get me a glass of water?

And while you're at it, put it in

the thermos so it stays nice and cold.

There's no thermos.

Regular, but not full of frames, no one

thought of my Arsura.

Give me the baton.

Niklaus Ballesteros head to head, mythical clash.

Ending in two shots and then going down

to minus eight.

Jack Niklaus next to him son Jackie who

acts on this occasion as another from Porta

Patroni for Italy.

What are you doing?

Are you sleeping on the first night of

your wedding?

Come on, love, I've been dancing as the

lead since this morning.

Don't worry, we'll do it again in Polynesia.

Love, who's winning?

Niklaus or Ballesteros?

Possessive, me.

But how?

If Francesco left home, I didn't do a

thing.

Francesca, you have a lot of qualities, but

you're possessive.

I'm a real mother, it's a little different.

You know, Francesco had serious problems and I

think it's your fault too.

For example?

For example, he was still a virgin.

And how do you know?

He told me.

He told you?

Yes, because he didn't have the courage to

talk about these things with you.

He told me that women have always blocked

him.

He was so desperate.

We're doing well.

Now Francesco confides in you his problems and

you don't tell me that I'm his mother.

And what other intimate drama did he tell

you?

Look, Francesca, I just tried to help him.

You don't know how much he needed it.

And what did you do to help him?

Did you tell him it's all your mother's

fault, she's too possessive?

No, I tried to make him finally feel

like a man.

At least he's not a virgin anymore.

Chiara, you can't have done this to me.

Tell me it's not true.

Answer me when I talk to you.

I did it for his own good.

But where are you going?

Get in the car.

How disgusting.

Take a child to bed you saw birth.

Francesca, come on, wait.

Mom.

Bad for me.

Wretched.

But what are you doing?

Are you crazy?

And what are you doing here?

My son invited me to lunch.

What?

Now you're even inviting him to lunch.

After all he's done to me.

He ruined my life.

He destroyed the family.

But you don't care, do you?

But he's my father.

And what the hell did this father do?

Tell me.

Since you were born you've had only me.

Mom, stop it, please.

You two are the same.

The same, identical, same race.

Only one becomes the secretary and the other

my best friend.

Come on, Francesca, calm down.

Let's go home.

You don't come back to my house.

I don't want to see you ever again.

And you, you can also forget to have

a mother.

Do you want some tequila?

Yes, I think so.

Luckily you're back.

I have a Mexican over there who says

that without tequila you're a shame.

Think about it.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Look, I'll buy you another one tomorrow.

Go, go.

Don't make me wait.

What's wrong?

Today I had an abortion.

You know, for a woman it's always something

that I don't know how to say that

doesn't make you feel good.

While I was there waiting for my turn

I remembered my father.

It seemed impossible that he was gone, that

he left me here alone.

And suddenly I was afraid.

My life seemed useless.

This house where there is no photograph to

dust with a little emotion.

Where people come in undress in the bathroom

and leave.

Trying to leave as few traces as possible

for fear of wasting my independence.

Felice I'm tired of all this independence.

I kept the baby.

Dear Vanni when you read this letter I'll

be far away.

You know in all these years I've never

betrayed you.

But now something happens to me against which

I can't fight.

I'm in love.

Roberto are you there?

Hello I could talk to the architect.

When he comes back can you tell him

to call home right away?

Tell him there's a big surprise.

Thank you.

September 18th Sabrina De Santis came to see

me.

Good family and also a good bed.

A bit of everything.

I vote for 6+.

September 20th Martin I never knew his last

name so much for what he did to

my servant.

A lot of bullshit.

He prefers women to men so I also

involved Patrizia Di Brescia.

One available to anything.

I vote for Martin 7+.

Patrizia 6-.

February 27th I finally did it.

Her name is Margherita Balinghi.

She was caught after 3 months of courtship

in Africa.

Beautiful but empty.

Not much experience.

I vote for Pagella.

She forgot

to make petrol like the sun.

She's looking for her letter.

I took it and I also read it.

I read it because I'm an old whore

who can't do her own business.

But if I didn't whore myself every now

and then God only knows what would happen

in this house.

I've been living here for 45 years and

maybe I'll die here too.

At least I can die in peace.

Margherita 6

- Enough Margherita.

Your husband is coming back.

I don't want you to find yourself like

this.

You know it's the first time you call

me Margherita.

Oh my God!

I was feeding the dogs when suddenly that

phone call his son killed himself.

Oh God!

I'm going to die.

So many guilty feelings.

How stupid yes, yes stupid superficial.

Because then I say but what's wrong?

But what's wrong?

Nothing is wrong in life.

I just want your happiness.

Try not to think about me anymore.

Maybe we'll find another.

Maybe with a little more elegance with a

little more poetry inside and above all above

all someone that doesn't make us suffer like

this.

Do you see this mirror?

My house is on the other side.

So what I was thinking is something like

this if here we push a nice door

like this it's all much more comfortable because

let's say you want to go out and

the child holds you.

But what are you Well we're both tired

of being alone, aren't we?

So it's better the two of us together

than with two strangers.

And what do you say?

He agrees.

And you?

In front of him he shoots the girls.

You'll have to get used to it.

Of course if we had thought about it

before I would have made it in time

to call my dad.

No, wait.

And we have arrived at the nightclub.

Before the winner of the face of the

year a very quick scroll on our enchanting

finalists.

But now the word to Paolo Rizzo who

will announce the vote of the jury.

Ladies and gentlemen I remind you that the

winner will receive a contract as a model

worth 250,000 dollars.

The face of the year is Patrizia.

Great.

It's a shame that things like this never

happen at the studio.

We woke up.

Who knows why he started crying now.

He'll probably be hungry.

It's time for dinner, isn't it?

It's true.

A little patience, love.

Mom will take you home now.

I wouldn't want to say that you're not

happy.

I was but then my girl left.

Did she leave you?

No.

She's dead.

If I think that you and I even

argued for that idiot.

Excuse me.

Hi.

I'm glad to see you.

Well, me too.

You know I'm sorry for what happened.

I wanted to call you I couldn't find

the courage.

Me neither.

Well, let's talk.

Why don't you ask me about Francesco?

How is he?

He's fine.

Now he studies in New York and lives

with a girl in Madison Avenue.

You should see him.

He's become a real man now.

And in part he owes it to you.

If I continue shopping like this they'll make

me a statue of Montenapoleone.

Hi Luca.

Hi Rafi.

Edoardo Luca.

Good morning.

Olimpia, my ex-wife.

I see you well.

I see you well too.

Yes, yes, yes.

I'm going through a psychophysical moment of embarrassing

splendor.

Olimpia here knows something.

Well, see you then.

Bye.

Bye.

Goodbye.

See you.

Olimpia, what do you think of Edoardo?

He's normal.

Exactly, a scoundrel.

Worse for her.

You wanted to break up.

Go for a ride with that super good

guy.

Come on.

Mom, I think a belt is a banal

thing for a birthday present.

It's a crocodile one.

And this Stefano I've known him for a

month.

Look, a book was much better.

What book?

A belt is much more personal.

And then every time you wear it you

think of me.

Mom, please.

Well, what do you think of that Stefano?

Mister.

But wasn't the other one better?

That charming boy.

What's his name?

Who's the decorator?

Ludovico.

Ludovico, yes.

Well, listen, I like him.

Very nice.

Yes, always kind, always caring.

You know he called me the other day?

Maybe he found a wonderful apartment here in

the city.

Why?

You don't know?

Didn't I tell you?

Are you staying in Milan?

Of course!

Yes, I'm fed up with that silence.

The face of the lake, the boredom of

the lake.

I've decided, I'll leave everything and go back

to the city.

I mean, for the dogs it might be

a problem, but then they'll get used to

it.

I don't think so.

You get used to everything in life.

Oh, look who's here!

I'm here for the gentleman of the elite

of the city, my Montenapolione.

Reference and kisses by hand, the American Vermouth.

Appointment in the bar, you know that I

find you very elegant, very sweet with that

blue dress and that disembodied that suits you

very well, Montenapolione.

More than a chic or a weirdo, if

you come to Milan you have to go

through Montenapolione.

I'm here for

the gentleman of the elite of the city,

my Montenapolione.

Reference and kisses by hand, the American Appointment

in the bar, that I find you very

sweet Montenapolione.

I'm here of the city, my Montenapolione.

Reference and kisses by hand, the American in

the bar, that I find you very sweet

with that blue dress and that disembodied that

suits you very well, Montenapolione.

Reference and kisses Appointment in the bar, with

that It's a big deal, we're going to

win, we're going to win, we're going to

win, we're going to win!