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Why has life been given to us only to be taken away again?

Paradise Lost is a story of loss.

It's about the…

Poignant nostalgia

of someone who has lost all joy,

all pleasure.

"And for the air of youth

hopeful and cheerful,

in thy blood will reign a melancholy damp of cold and dry."

Man loses the gift of joy and of immortality

and, in their place, he will have to face

a life of pain,

subject to every type of adversity.

Good. Good… I mean, bad.

Very bad.

Seen like that, life isn't exactly…

But I promise you that until your forties or fifties,

it's not that bad.

Close your eyes, go on.

Go on!

Closed?

Good.

There.

What you see is Paradise Lost.

When Milton wrote this work he was blind.

That's something.

I read your thesis plan

and there was a lot of inaccuracies.

Not real inaccuracies,

but rather rash interpretations,

at times ingenuous, but interesting.

You're right, it's all so confused.

I've wasted your time. I'll drop it.

No, look…

No, you don't understand.

Keep working on it. What you're doing is very good.

I'm glad you want to defend your thesis.

I'll see you Thursday next week.

At 4,00pm.

Actually, no, not at four. Yes, at four.

If someone had told us during those days,

that those days were unique for us

and that we were inside an eternal promise

that life would not keep,

we wouldn't have believed them.

We would have thought that our time was still ahead of us,

that the best was yet to come.

Hi.

You're wearing a waitress' uniform.

No, maybe it isn't a waitress', maybe it is.

I don't know, but it's a uniform.

-I'll never wear a uniform. -Why?

You look good in a uniform, sexy.

The apartment's got flowery wallpaper.

Caterina in a uniform.

Then there's a girl, she's pretty,

very pretty.

Sophisticated, mysterious, and from a foreign country.

-What else do you see? -Nothing.

I don't see anything else.

Maybe I see something about Anna.

-I don't want to know. -It's something good.

-Not really, really good. -I don't want to talk about it.

If you could see what I can see, you'd reconsider.

Drop it.

She said she doesn't want to talk about it.

Anyway, I'm sure you told her.

-No, I swear. -I don't believe you.

Tell her I didn't say anything.

Dear Mina,

I'm sure you'll be amazed when I tell you I've made up my mind.

I'm coming.

Maybe Belgrade is the place for me right now.

It's a random choice without expectations or certainties,

the way I would like my life to be,

intense, like a whirlwind that stops you from thinking.

-Good evening. -Good evening.

Why can't you sleep? Are you thinking about your professor?

It's not that, well, not just that.

-Should I be worried? -No…

It's nothing, really. I'm just a bit tired.

-But thank you. -Yeah, right… Thank you for what?

Thank you for caring about me.

Thank you, my adored, thoughtful, affectionate,

kind, sweet friend,

the only one who eases my woes and dispels the gloom from my thoughts.

Don't be such a silly bitch, I've got to go or they'll kick me out.

I'm sleeping at the hotel tonight.

Don't go. I don't know what I'd do without you.

-Screw you. -What sweet words!

I've always wanted to be in places where there's no trace of my past.

No mementos on the bedside table, no photos…

nothing.

I don't want to leave any traces that I was ever here, I don't care.

To go further and further away is the only way to find the road home.

Hi, here I am.

-Where's Adria? -We've been waiting for half an hour.

Sorry, Mom's coming.

-Do we want to shape it a bit? -Yes.

-I'll be right back. -Let's see.

We'll tidy it up a bit, just a trim.

-How are you? -Good.

-Have you picked out the color? -Not black, it's sad.

No, but if you like, I'll pick. Do you trust me?

-Yes, I trust you. -Good morning.

Sorry, but I've brought croissants.

Now we'll make you beautiful.

-Mom, I'm leaving. Will you finish here? -Yes, Amelia can help me.

Where are you going? Take a croissant.

-Are you mad at me? -No, I'm not mad at you.

I've got to talk to my professor about my thesis.

-Okay, bye. -Bye!

These kids are strange.

She's got her thesis this year. She's a good girl.

I was good too. I wanted to go to university, to study Law.

-Really? -I couldn't have been a lawyer?

Sure, why not?

If it's a Gemini…

-What? -Let's hope it's not a Gemini.

-My dad's a Gemini, I can't stand him. -I'm a Gemini too.

Yeah, but with Sagittarius ascendant. You're communicative.

My parents said at first we can stay with them. It'll be easier.

All right.

-You sure it's all right? -Yeah, I like being with your folks.

Besides, it's only at first.

Liliana?

Liliana?

I don't understand a thing.

You've got to help me.

-What is it? -You've got to help me.

The receipts from the shop, I put them aside.

Where are all the suppliers' invoices?

-Didn't you put them here? -Yes, but they're not there.

They're not there anymore.

Check out these legs.

-Does this seem like the right time? -I want to see you at my age.

Yesterday you took some things and you put them here.

They're not there anymore.

What's this? It's a letter from the bank.

Did you take out another loan? You were supposed to go last week.

-I forgot. Is it serious? -Fuck, Mom…

Give me a sheet of paper. Got a pen?

Here, it's here.

Good girl.

Tomorrow you're going to the bank and I'm coming with you.

-Your hair's too long. -Let's focus on this.

It's not your money, it's mine.

I know what I'm doing.

I can't believe you won't let your mother cut your hair.

Just look at your hair.

-Shall I put these here? -I'll do it later.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

-Did you do this? -Yes, but I'm not as good as you.

I like it. Who is she, is it you?

-You could have hung it up. -I don't like hanging stuff on walls.

I'll wrap it for you, so you can take it with you.

Leave it alone. I'm moving, not you.

What will you do with this in Belgrade? Can I have it?

-If you want it… -And this?

It's a breviary.

-What's a breviary? -A book of prayers, of rules.

It was a gift from my brother.

-I have to visit him. I promised him. -Don't put it there.

Will you stop that?

-If you want to help, do nothing. -All right.

Come on…

-Say you're sorry. -I'm sorry.

-Ask for forgiveness. -No, not forgiveness, no.

-Forgiveness. -Forgiveness.

Ombra, behave, don't you start! Move.

-Didn't you break up? -Yes.

-So, what's he doing here? -How should I know?

-Angela, don't go. -As if I'm going.

I'll talk to him and send him away. I'll only be a moment.

-You wanna bet she goes? -I don't think she will.

-She went! -And you're surprised?

It's been a while.

-So, how are things? -Good.

-You? -Awesome.

-We haven't seen you for ages. -I've been super busy.

Seriously? Work, travel?

Work.

-Work. -He works.

-Have you eaten? -We're going after.

-There's this new place. -You coming?

Yes.

Let's all go together.

I want to take you to this place where they do doughnuts with ice cream.

-Where are you going? -To get some water.

Some water too.

Excuse me.

I got the impression you wanted to talk to me.

-What is it? -Yes.

No, it doesn't matter…

I have to go or I'll miss the bus.

I'll drive you, if you like.

I mean, how long will it take?

40 minutes.

-40 minutes. -I don't live close by.

-Then, I'm sorry I can't. Goodbye. -Goodbye.

I'm kidding.

I was joking. I was trying to be witty…

Shall we go?

I try to be likeable but it doesn't always work out.

But I made you smile.

How can you listen to this music?

You don't like it?

-I'll change it. You choose. -No. Leave it.

What kind of music do you listen to?

I like really old stuff.

I listen to Leonard Cohen, Nico Guccini, Sergio Endrigo.

I know, it's kind of weird. I'm a bit old-fashioned.

Sergio Endrigo.

Cool.

You seemed rather worried the other day.

There's no need.

Of all my students, you're the most gifted.

But I don't want you to lose your way.

I like listening to you when you explain things.

You look for the words.

Sure, you hesitate, but then you find the right ones.

I'm happy when I see you in my lectures.

It's nice, not having the impression that I'm speaking to myself.

I better get going, right?

Well…

Goodbye, I'll see you.

Of course, for your thesis.

Yes, for my thesis, right.

What are you thinking? Are you scared?

No.

I don't know what it is. It's not fear, not yet.

Surprise, maybe. You tell me what I should think.

You need to take two tablets a day. It's an opiate,

go easy on them.

It might make you feel euphoric, or give you a headache,

but that's normal.

The most important thing is to start chemotherapy.

I can see you on Thursday or Friday.

That will speed things up for your admittance.

We can't do it any other way?

The mass needs to be shrunk before the procedure.

If there's anything that's not clear, ask me

and call me if you have any doubts.

I'll see you soon, on Thursday.

Or Friday. All right, then.

Okay.

I thought I'd come with you. I'll keep you company.

I spoke to Angela, she's coming too.

Aren't you pleased?

Sure, I'm pleased,

but I'm not going on vacation. In a week I start work.

The trip's a nightmare. I have to drive to Bari,

catch the ferry, do all of Montenegro to Belgrade.

Great.

-What about your thesis? -It can wait.

We'll have some fun, right?

-Hi, Filippo! -Hi.

-Hi. -I brought this.

-Can I use the john? -But don't flush or it'll flood.

Aren't you scared staying here? What if someone got in at night?

So far no one has got in, so drop it, if you don't mind.

-Got any napkins? -Over there.

-Careful or it'll fall on you. -You do it, then.

Stand over there.

Take them.

Country life, great!

Is he still in the bathroom? Remind him not to flush.

Filippo, remember…

Not to flush.

You absolutely had to bring him along?

You bring your dog. I can't bring my boyfriend?

Think about what you just said.

-What did I say? -Nothing.

-You can help me mop up later. -Take this outside.

Go on!

-Cate, say something. -I'll miss you.

Anyway, we're doing the trip together,

then maybe we'll have fun and we'll stay there too.

-I didn't say I'll miss you. -What trip?

We're accompanying Caterina to Belgrade.

I'll get the salt.

Didn't you tell her?

What's this about Belgrade?

If you want to go, it's fine.

I don't want to, I'm fine here.

I've got other things to think about, haven't I?

Can I say hello to him?

This is Melissa, the baby.

She looks like a model, but she's studying hospitality.

-She's studying? -Yeah, she's studying.

Okay, bye.

The girls give me so much satisfaction.

They came out well, didn't they?

Marcella!

Coming. What do you think?

It's hard work, three women in the house.

You're taking the meatballs out?

Your father will be disappointed.

Marcella, Valerio.

-Care to try one? -Put it over there.

I'll leave you alone.

Valerio, aren't you drinking? Come on, sit down.

Angela, it's agreed, he's coming for lunch on Sunday.

Valerio, don't let me down, you'll hurt my feelings.

We'll do grilled fish. I'll catch the fish.

Do you like fish stew? Angela, tell him how I do my fish stew.

Let alone the one my wife makes.

My wife is good at making meatballs. We're always eating meatballs.

She makes them on Monday and they last through to Sunday.

Try one. Where are they?

Marcella, where are the meatballs?

Anyway, they'll be there for sure on Sunday.

Look at Anna.

We need to talk to her seriously instead of making jokes.

My mother says there's no right moment to have kids,

they always come at the wrong time.

That's what happened with us, we were made at the wrong time.

How nice.

-What? -You laughing.

I like it when you laugh.

I haven't seen you laugh for a while.

So, will you come with me, you silly bitch?

-Yes. -Sure?

Are you over your professor, silly bitch?

He asked if we're sisters.

What's wrong?

I'm not well.

I didn't hear you. I can't hear a thing.

Wait a moment. What did you say?

That I'm a bit tired.

I don't know what you're saying. Are you okay, are you not okay?

Yes, I'm fine, don't worry.

Back off! I'm talking to my daughter. Go away.

You're burned out, you're always studying.

Always thinking about your thesis. You don't eat, you're burned out.

I thought I'd go away with Caterina for a few days.

There's not much to do here, anyway.

About that thing with my dad on Sunday, I'll say you're busy.

No, I want to go. I like your dad.

Yeah? Does he make you laugh?

Really? Now you're being nice to my father?

I don't understand you. I don't want him to think who knows what.

And then what, you invite us to your house?

Can you see my folks with yours, and can you see me?

It's true, I can't see you.

-Why? -I don't know, you asked me…

Don't worry, I can't see myself there either.

-I just thought of something. -What?

It's silly.

You never hold my hand.

I told you it was silly.

There's someone in the garden, a beautiful woman dressed in white.

She's waiting for you.

What are you talking about? There's no one there.

No? That's funny, I thought I saw someone.

What do you think? Do they suit me?

A lot.

He's coming.

He's just running a bit late.

All right.

The asshole didn't show up, the deadbeat.

If he dares show his face here again…

It's your fault. You wanted to invite him.

Melissa, I'll throw that phone away.

Let's try this stew.

What are those, meatballs? You did meat with fish?

Now I'm going to throw them at you. Here, give me one.

We've become the house of meatballs.

Fuck it!

Up you come.

-Do you like it? -I love it.

My God, what a face.

-Thank you. -Off you go, love.

-Is your daughter going away? -Yes.

If they can't have fun now… At our age it's not much fun.

-You still have enough fun. -Sure.

You only live once.

That's what I'm trying to teach my daughter.

Good for her. I wouldn't mind going with her.

-Are you sure they've stopped shooting? -The war ended 15 years ago.

15 years… It seems like yesterday.

-It stinks like an ashtray in here. -Only slightly.

They won't start fighting and shooting again, will they?

-Take this. -I'll choose what to pack.

I don't get this thing about you saying you're not well.

I'm fine, no one is shooting in Belgrade and everyone's fine.

-Don't tell Caterina I'm not well. -Caterina?

Are you crazy? I don't even know what you've got.

I don't understand you.

Do you want a hand?

-No, thanks, I can do it. -What's that?

I brought a few things.

-Come here, Ombra. -Put it there.

-Can I put this stuff here? -Yeah, leave it there.

-Shall I take it off? -Yes, thanks.

-It's a lot of stuff. -Help her.

I can't, my back hurts.

All this stuff! Put it all there.

Look at him, he's already taken over!

Go to sleep!

It's a long trip tomorrow.

Come here, Ombra!

We've taken Liliana's bed and we're keeping it all.

Whatever.

Who cares.

I'm so tired.

Are you mad?

Turn the light on.

-Don't be so clingy. -All snuggled up.

I need to sleep. I have to work tomorrow.

Turn off the light.

Don't crowd me. Give me some space.

Caterina, I don't know why you have to leave.

Couldn't you stay here? You could help me at the salon.

No, thank you.

I want to leave it to you.

With all the debts… How kind.

-Bye, Ombra. -Don't act crazy, okay?

-Cate, let's go. -Bye, Adria.

Thank you. Bye, big boy.

-Come back. -You bet. I'm not leaving you my dog.

What am I going to do with you?

Anna's coming too.

-Do we need to pick her up? -No, she's coming here.

-When's she coming? -I don't know, now.

There she is.

-What are you doing with your violin? -I have to practice.

We're only going for a few days.

-What happened? -Nothing, I just decided.

-Maybe I shouldn't have. -No, you did the right thing.

-I'm 3 months pregnant. I shouldn't have. -When will you get another chance?

What if I have to throw up?

Then don't come. Kidding.

But maybe it's not the best thing to do. Maybe I should stay.

You're coming, I'm not stopping again.

Why are we turning off the highway?

Will you answer me?

Well? Come on!

Guglielmo?

You could have let me know.

I thought you were coming alone.

And we've got these…

This Belgrade business, how did Mom take it?

She says going to Belgrade to be a waitress

is one of the dumbest things a girl could do.

She's not wrong.

"You're worse than your brother," she said.

But it only takes me a couple of hours to go visit her.

-Will you come visit me? -In Belgrade?

How can I?

Do you miss me a bit? Do you ever pray for me?

Every day.

I call you but you never answer and you never call me back either.

Call me if you need to. I'm still your brother.

-A priest brother, but your brother. -I promise.

And you?

Me what?

The choice you made… Why? I still don't understand.

I wanted to see the world like I saw it as a child.

Right things, wrong things, what to do, what not to do.

A rule that's better than me.

Do you remember when I was little and I broke my leg

and you said, with that air of a philosopher,

"Everything that happens serves a purpose."

I let you have it good, even though I was your little sister.

So, I started reading loads of books

and if I'd never broken my leg I would never have started.

But…

Was it worthwhile reading all those books? Did it serve any purpose?

The beauty of your reasoning, the thorns you have in your heart,

your worries,

the will to understand and not choose the simple path,

that's the proof that it served a purpose.

And it's the demonstration that your brother was already made of

a certain stuff.

-You're such a priest. -Come here, now.

There's as much furniture as you want.

A lady needed space, we needed money,

she sells them, so…

There's more here, it's already sliced.

Do we have to say grace?

No, I'll do it for you. We can toast to your health.

Wait.

-No, thank you. -Drink, it won't hurt.

Better not.

-Anna's pregnant. -That's wonderful.

Congratulations. Are you already married?

No, we haven't thought about that yet. Our parents would like it.

-Filippo has thought about it. -Is it a boy or a girl?

Filippo? We haven't figured that out.

To Anna and to this new life that's on its way.

What's wrong, Anna? Are you worried?

Yes. No, that's not it.

I didn't know we were going to stop here. You could have asked me.

I don't want to sleep on the top bed. I prefer the lower one.

All right.

I didn't know you were coming.

I didn't have to ask anyone anything. I was supposed to leave on my own.

Caterina doesn't need anyone.

When she was little she was always testing her will power.

She'd spend the whole day without eating,

or she'd spend the night in the cellar without Mom and Dad knowing.

Shall I say what you did in the cellar with my girlfriends?

What are you thinking? That's not appropriate.

Really?

-Aren't you going to answer? -No, it's just some pest.

Did we know each other back then?

-Let's eat. -Pass us the cheese.

-You've taken it hostage. -It's too good.

We'll swap you for the bread.

Don't priests go to bed early?

Not all priests.

Got a cigarette?

-You want… -Yes.

This place makes me sad. Sorry.

I get it. Me too.

And what do you do?

I should give you a priestly answer

and tell you there's always so much to do and that God is with me

and that my faith gives me strength.

The truth is, I often get bored shitless.

Yeah. I knew it.

It shows.

You're strong, Angela.

You don't know the half of it.

It's all show.

Good night.

Good night.

All right…

I'd better go.

-Good night. -Good night.

How come you're already awake?

I just am.

Tell me something.

What can I say?

Nothing…

I'm about to graduate.

Do you know what you want to do afterwards?

Can you hear me?

I'll come here and live with you.

Do miracles still happen?

Does it still happen?

Miracles? What do you mean?

Stuff like someone dies then suddenly wakes up again, suddenly.

Or they're blind and they get their sight back,

from one moment to the next, inexplicably.

Inexplicably…

There's faith and, perhaps…

Maybe this just isn't a time for miracles.

Or maybe a miracle is such because everything says it can't happen.

Otherwise what kind of miracle would it be?

What are you making me say at this hour?

Every so often, if you can, keep an eye on my sister.

All right.

-Is this liquor? -It's rakija.

They're from Belgrade, they're going to Italy, but staying here for two days

and if we want to go they can lend us a tent.

We don't even know who they are.

It makes no difference to me. Do what you want.

I don't want to go anywhere with them.

If you do, go right ahead.

Actually, go with them, you can squeeze in.

I'm going.

We have to stop somewhere, right?

He says, "Do we want to get a drink?"

They can go, we can finish on our own.

Are you tired?

Caterina, are you tired?

-This is for you. -Thanks.

Very friendly. You could be a bit nicer.

I thanked him.

-Hello, Mom? -It's me.

Where are you?

In Montenegro.

It's a beautiful place. We're at a campsite, it's not dangerous.

Do you remember that time I got lost at that campsite?

It was a big campsite, where was it?

I don't know, I don't remember.

Someone with a funny name called you…

Dr. Gioioso.

-Is it about your thesis? -Yes.

I'll call her back. It's about my thesis.

I'll take care of it.

When I get back, you can cut my hair, I promise.

You sound strange, what's wrong? Put Caterina on.

She's in the tent. I've got to go, they're making dinner.

I'll call you back.

Do you think it's dangerous here?

-Something bit me. -Show me.

-That's gross. -What is it?

-You're making fun of me. -No.

-What are you reading? -Short stories.

-What is it? -Nothing, Maupassant.

-Any good? -So far it is.

Why don't you read out loud?

-No, come on. -Come on, read.

No, Angela's sleeping.

-Please. -Don't worry, it won't bother me.

"It was tea time, before the lamps were brought in."

"The villa stood above the sea,

the vanished sun had left the sky all rosy with its passing,

dusted with a golden powder."

"The Mediterranean, without a wave or a ripple,

stretching out flat and smooth and shimmering still under the dying day,

seemed a vast, polished sheet of metal."

"Stretching off into the distance, mountains cast their black silhouettes

against the fading crimson of the sunset."

That's enough.

Sorry, I was joking.

-I swear, I liked it. -No, that's it.

Read it from the beginning. I liked the part about the fading sunset.

-From the beginning? -From the beginning.

-The fading sunset. -She said it.

Read.

-Do you want me to read? -Yes.

Then, shut up.

"It was tea time, before the lamps were brought in."

"The villa stood above the sea,

the vanished sun had left the sky all rosy with its passing,

dusted with a golden powder…"

Maupassant…

God, you're so ignorant.

-Let me get some sleep. -Lucky you.

Do you really have to turn out the light?

Go to sleep, Anna.

-Want to come for a canoe ride? -No.

-Sure? -Yes.

-Come on. -There's Angela and Liliana.

I don't even speak English.

I don't think they're interested in conversation.

It's just a canoe ride, Anna. Go!

-Go. -I'll see you later, then.

Anna, hurry up.

-Anna, where is Caterina? -She's not coming.

You have to go with me. We have to be synchronized, you got it?

Don't get mad.

Really, Anna, come on. Right, left…

-Which one do you like best? -Knock it off.

In love.

Walk, you're ridiculous.

-Why? -Why…

-What's his name, Goran? -All we needed was Goran.

He's cute.

And your great love and marriage to Filippo?

I didn't say I wanted to do anything.

How was it?

-The young lady's in love. -As if. But they're nice.

-Where's Liliana? -We left her with Milos.

Let's eat something.

Do what you like, I'm not hungry.

-What's bugging her? -I don't know.

You go on, I'll stay here. Liliana's not well.

If you're not coming, we're not going either.

We're kidding, see you later.

Thank you.

How are you feeling? Better?

Yes, better.

Was it a nice day?

Yes.

-For you? -Normal.

-Are you coming with me? -No, I'm staying here.

All right, I'm going.

Tomorrow morning we're leaving early. I'm not on vacation,

I have to get to Belgrade. You can stay if you like but I'm leaving.

-No, tomorrow we're leaving. -Okay.

Why are you so kind?

Yes, I'm here with the others.

We're having something to eat then going to sleep.

What? I can't hear you. Yes, the exam… I'm studying.

Nothing, I'm tired.

Good night. Me too. Bye, Filippo.

Everything okay?

Sorry, may I?

And you?

Aren't you going to eat this?

Didn't you say you weren't hungry?

Valerio called.

-He says you never answer. -So?

Did he say anything?

Nothing, just that he called.

-What does I am gorgeous mean? -That he wants to do you.

The thing is… You haven't made me laugh once.

There's nothing to laugh about.

-What's going on? -Nothing, don't get distracted.

What?

He says he wants a baby with you. Tell him he's too late.

What an idiot.

Put it in the middle.

Bye, Milos.

Nothing.

Say hi to Italy from us. Bye.

-Are you sure you're pregnant? -Why?

Don't leave, I can't find my passport. You made me hurry.

-Anna, stop. -Here it is, I found it.

Is what I think is happening, happening?

They're discussing how to ruin our trip.

Let's go now, then.

-Liliana, what should I do? -Do what you want.

No, you need to tell me.

Did you tell him?

I like this name. I like speaking Italian,

I studied it a bit, but I don't speak it very well.

-Can you tell? -Yeah, you can tell.

-No, you speak well. -Thank you, Anna.

Let's do this, for the whole trip I only speak Italian.

-Yes. -Especially if we talk about love.

No, I beg you, speak English.

No, speak Serbian, that way I can't understand.

Better yet, let's turn on the radio.

I brought some food. Cookies, fruits for everyone, for Caterina…

Get in, we're going.

And Milos?

Get in and I'll explain.

-Stay where you are. -Where are you going?

What's going on? Where's Milos?

He's getting you a hot chocolate.

-What are you talking about? -Nothing.

I was sick of listening to his bullshit.

If you like him so much, I'll go back and get him.

You want me to go back? Do you really care that much?

You're crazy.

I thought we were doing a trip together.

I thought you came for me.

What fun!

Let's forget it.

Never mind, it's my problem.

I can't just be friends with you anymore.

-So, what's wrong? -Nothing.

What are you doing? Are you out of your mind?

Where are you going?

Good boy, Ombra, come here.

Ombra, get out of the way.

DR. RAFFAELLA GIOIOSO ONCOLOGIST

Thank you, Mina, bye.

What did you say?

A lot of thank-yous. Is she a princess?

You've never been that polite to me.

Can I ask you a favor, as we won't be seeing each other for a long time?

Don't act like jerks.

Mina is a friend and I'll be living here for a while.

Yes, but calm down, will you?

You're so touchy.

Hello, Dr. Gioioso?

I'm Liliana's mother.

Liliana Dominici.

Yes.

I'm going in the car with Mina. Angela, you drive.

-Okay. -Follow us.

All right.

Nice.

Come in.

-See that? -What is it?

The wallpaper.

-It's not actually wallpaper. -Yes, it is.

We can stay here for two or three days, but no longer. Anyway you're leaving.

Yeah, we're leaving…

-Are we going to do anything tonight? -I want to die here.

Do what you want.

I have to see the manager in the morning.

I'm going to study a little Serbian and then go to bed.

I'm glad you're here.

It's awesome!

-Where's Liliana? -I don't know.

She's not here.

Hi.

How are you?

Are you tired? I thought you were asleep.

The work's not hard.

They're well organized, luckily,

but there's nowhere for me to hide and read.

How was your day?

You don't like Mina very much.

Is there something between you?

With Mina? No.

We're just friends.

Are you sure she doesn't…

Not sure, maybe she does.

But it's not fundamental.

-What? -Love.

I think it's just attraction.

I think she's cool.

Anna and Angela hate her, but I think she's all right.

You're so generous and tolerant.

Which way do we go?

Well, I think we should go that way.

Because we're here…

It should be there.

-We're here now. -We've already been there.

Wait, it's on the other side. Turn it around.

Not bad!

This place is more Anna's style.

Hello?

-Hello, darling. -Hi, Mom.

What are you doing?

I can hear a lot of noise.

It's really windy, it's about to rain.

We're going home to get changed then we're going out again.

There are so many girls here who are prettier than me. It's depressing.

What are talking about? It's impossible to be prettier than you.

-How are you? -We're good.

Hello? Mom, are you there?

Yes.

I miss you.

But not too much. Don't get carried away.

All right, I won't.

-Are you okay? -Yes.

I'm fine.

-When are you coming home? -When do you think, come on…

Hang in there for just a few more days and I'll be back.

-Okay, I've had enough of you. -Yeah.

-Have fun, but not too much. -All right.

Hi, Adria!

-How's Ombra? -Good.

Yeah, all right…

-Goodbye, girls. -Goodbye, Adria!

I met this nice waitress. There's a room freeing up at her place.

Good.

-Are you drinking? -Yeah, just a little.

There'll be three of us, so it will be difficult to read there too.

But it's a nice place with a courtyard with flowers in pots.

It doesn't feel like you're in the city.

Filippo?

I haven't practiced for the exam. I don't know if I'll be back in time.

Yes, maybe.

You were the one who said I should come.

Who gives a stuff about the violin! I don't want to talk right now.

-A toast? -Sure, to what?

To us, to these days.

Sorry, I'm just going out to get some air.

-Well? -Well, what?

What a trip. We just got here and we're leaving already.

Fair enough… What do you care?

Do you care what I'm doing with my life?

Do you care? Here's the other two.

Do you care at all?

I'm going to have a baby

and no one cares. You never think about me.

-What did you come for? -What do you mean?

Why did you come? Everything happens to you.

Do you ever do anything because you want to?

You're having a baby, but you don't know why. It just happened.

You're mad at us, at Filippo, but what do you like?

You've never said to us, "Go see this film, listen to this song."

You don't like anything. What?

-Stop it. -No.

Let's do this. Let's just do what you want.

You decide, what do you want to do?

-What do you want to do? -I don't know.

I don't know.

I never like anything, I never know anything.

But tonight I want to be on my own.

Off you go then.

I'm wrong to try and be like you. I'm not like you.

That's what's wrong, I'm not like you at all.

It's too much of an effort.

Where are you going?

-I'll go for a walk then come back. -Don't be like that.

I'm a big girl, I'll be all right.

-See you at home. -Anna…

Hi.

-Want some? -Thanks.

You're all here. I saw you before.

I imagine you had a laugh at my expense.

No one laughed about you.

Don't worry. I don't want to know.

Of course, I blew off my vacation,

I fought with my friends, all over someone like you.

I'll have to find someone better than you.

That won't be too hard.

I agree with you.

Was that Milos?

We need to go look for her. I'm worried.

I'm sick of worrying about other people.

She won't get lost, don't worry.

Don't.

You're a good singer.

I've never done that before. I'm not the type who gets up on stage.

I'm having a baby.

-What? -I'm pregnant. I've decided to keep it.

-What is it? -Nothing. It must be nice.

You speak good Italian. What's your name?

Konstantin. Costantino.

-Anna. Costantino, cool. -Yeah.

-Do you like kids? -Yes.

-Any preference? -Preference?

Boy, girl…

Yes, I'd like a girl.

Will you kiss me anyway?

-Now? -Now. I'm leaving tomorrow.

Anna's not answering.

You going to wait for us or don't you care?

I didn't want to ruin your vacation.

You should have told us.

-To see you like this? -It's less boring to suffer in company.

Well, stop looking like that. I'm bored already.

Do you want us to bring you anything?

Your ugly mug's enough.

I want to go home.

They have to keep you under observation until tomorrow.

They spoke to your doctor. If all goes well, we'll take you home.

Why "we"?

You have to stay here.

We'll go now. I'll send Caterina off to work, then I'll come back.

I'll stay with you.

Do you want me to call Adria?

No, please.

All right.

-Anna? -She's not answering.

She'll be at home in bed.

What's wrong?

Angela, look how beautiful Caterina is with this worried face?

Who? Then, you're on your way out. You're having visions.

Let's go.

What is it? Can you see something?

What am I supposed to see?

And you're the first one not to believe in it.

Sometimes you've nailed it. Try, go on.

Don't joke. Anyway, there are too many.

See, you don't believe in it.

Well? What can you see?

I can't see anything.

Wait.

Hello, excuse me. I'm looking for Liliana Dominici.

She's not here. She's away in Belgrade with friends.

Who are you?

I'm her professor. I was supposed to meet with her at the university

about her thesis.

-Seeing as she's not here… -I'm her mother.

Would you like some coffee?

-Coffee? -Coffee.

I don't want to intrude.

You're not intruding, come in.

Stay here.

My daughter often talks about you.

Really? I hope

not too badly.

No, not at all. She speaks very highly of you.

-Good. -About me, nothing?

She's never mentioned me?

I'm a professor. We don't speak about personal things.

Of course.

-She told me you're a hairdresser. -Yes.

She said you're very good.

Maybe I'll come and get you to cut my hair.

I don't do men's hair.

She's clever, Liliana, isn't she?

Very.

Very clever, the best.

She'll do a great job with her thesis.

Paradise Lost.

I mean, we've all lost something, haven't we?

-Do you know it? -Yes, not very well, en passant.

What?

En passant, it's French.

Is everything all right?

Are you all right?

What's going on?

I don't understand.

I can't talk.

I know, it happens to me too.

I've been reading this, but I don't understand shit. It's in Serbian.

Enough.

I saw one of the doctors,

he says they're discharging you tomorrow.

You can continue treatment at home.

I wanted to bring you something good. I found this at the hotel.

It looks a bit sad, but it's not bad.

How are you feeling?

Fresh as a daisy.

I've packed your things, they're in the car.

A change of clothes for tomorrow morning.

-What's happening? -Why?

You put my stuff in the car and we're going home.

Shouldn't you be at work?

I'm going to get a coffee…

Another one.

Have you quit your job?

Fuck, answer me!

I got the day off to come here.

Anyway, I'm coming with you.

What are you thinking?

We came here for this. Now I have to carry this weight too?

How dare you? How can you talk to me like that?

Fucking hell, you didn't tell me.

You kept it all hidden, as if I were…

Just anyone. And now I find out

that my best friend is maybe dying

and what am I supposed to do?

"Have a good trip, off you go?"

The doctor asked me about your meds

and I didn't know what he was talking about.

-I'm sorry. -You're sorry?

What the fuck do I care about staying here?

I don't want you to come home.

Enough, I'm coming with you.

I don't want you to.

Having you around would only make me feel bad.

I like the idea that we'll talk and you'll tell me new stuff.

Even just imagining you here is better than seeing you with that face.

I don't need it.

That's enough, I don't want to talk about it.

Do you want to eat some pie?

Do you really want me to eat some pie?

Then let go of my hands.

But…

If that's what you really want… I'd be here on my own.

-Will you send Ombra to me? -Sure, we'll send him to you.

In fact, I'll bring him myself.

All good?

You're back. It's about time.

Come on.

This needs to be washed. So does this.

We'll wash this too.

-Leave it, I'll do it. -You'll do it? What will you do?

Will you do everything on your own? You think you don't need any help?

-What? -Shut up, when your mother's speaking.

Shut up! Sit down and listen to me. Shut up!

I'm the one who thinks and decides, I'm your mother.

Do you think about that or not? Quiet!

I said be quiet while I'm talking.

From now on, no more bullshit.

Is that clear?

-Is that clear? -Yes, it is.

Good.

Let's start over then. This needs to be washed.

Yes.

This is clean. Fold it and put it away. I'm going to make dinner.

Hi, Ombra.

Thank God, you're here.

These days have flown by

like a gust of wind.

The long, endless days have passed.

This is a time for prudence and waiting,

when everyone needs to put something aside for winter,

so it doesn't catch us unawares,

so it will be bearable even for the less hardened souls,

for those who haven't found shelter in time.

All we can do is wait,

wait for all this to be over and for things to turn out for the best,

because it couldn't be any other way.

Because if something breaks you just have to fix it,

put the pieces back together again, keep trying.

What do you say, let's try a different cut?

You want to?

Yes.

I'm beautiful, aren't I?

Isn't that right? I'm even more beautiful.

I'm your daughter.

I'm more beautiful.

Everything will be fine.

Everything must be fine, because Angela tells me so.

I've seen it.

These last few days, nothing much has happened.

But everything has changed.