All language subtitles for Имало едно време в страната на чудесата Сезон 1

Silence in the court.

Swear to tell the truth, the whole truth,
and nothing but the truth.

Say, "I swear."

I swear.

Miss Marta,

where were you yesterday
between 5:00 and 6:00 p.m.,

when someone threw a stone against
the window of the Sciences classroom?

Lawyer, as always, I was at home.

I was watching the new episode
of High School Musical.

-Can you prove it?
-Sure.

The episode showed Troy kissing Gabriella…

Objection, Your Honor.

Troy kisses Gabriella in every episode

and the plot is on the TV Guide.

Sustained.

I guess you have some witnesses.

Well, yes, my grandma.

Why can't we call her to testify?

Because she is a very,
very unpleasant woman, Your Honor.

Marta!

Marta, how many times have I told you
not to rummage in my closet, huh?

Sorry, Grandma.

We were just playing.

We'll put everything back in place.

And you two go home.
Immediately, it's late.

-Bye.
-Bye.

Guys. Everything's all right, for now.

-What?
-What does that mean?

The surgery
couldn't have gone better for her.

I want to see her.

First of all, you should say "please…"

And who the hell are you?

Gabriele. Gabriele De Marchi.

Oh no, sorry. We were about to call you.

-Me?
-Yes.

Normally we ask the patient to indicate
the name of one family member

who can visit, even if for a short time.

And… Marta told me she has no relatives,
and asked me to enter your name.

-Yes…
-Follow me.

We keep her sedated, for now.

We'll awaken her little by little.

She'll have to stay here for two weeks.

Then, if everything runs smoothly,

she'll do a couple of days
in the sub-intensive care unit

and then be moved to the ward.

Will she be okay?

She has just undergone
a very important surgery.

But Marta is a tiger
in the body of a hamster.

She will be fine.

You can stay here behind the glass
for ten minutes a day.

Your time is up for today.

Can I have a couple more minutes
alone with her?

Please.

All right.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, your two minutes are up.

Leave it. I'll finish here.

Thank you.

I'm exhausted.

Tomorrow I even have to be
in the office at 8:00 a.m.

Why don't you quit,
if it's such a problem for you?

I can't quit just because
I don't want to wake up early.

Or because I don't give a damn
about computer systems

and just seeing a line of code
makes me want to throw up.

No, you're right.

That's where her last lab tests were.

She doesn't need them anymore, right?

Tomorrow I'll bring them
to the hospital, just to be sure.

Will you bring them to Dario?

Well, about Dario…

Do you think he has a boyfriend?

I don't know.

He's on Drool while he's working.

Even if he has a boyfriend,
I smell a crisis.

I'm going.

Siria, search for Dr. Dario Caponi.

Here's what I found about
Dario Caponi, Doctor.

We are about to wake her up. Come.

Hi.

I'll show you. Good.

Perfect. Here.

So she won't come home
for another three weeks.

No.

Anyway, guys, three weeks
is already a miracle.

This is a very delicate phase.

The good news is that,
now that she has new lungs,

she won't have to use tubes anymore.

How did she react when she saw you?

She was not surprised at all.

She always knew that I would be there.

Sure, if someone hadn't forgotten to
warn me that the hospital had changed…

I always say I can't be trusted.

That's true.

Anyway, I'll stay at the hospital
until she comes out

and I can notify you via our chat
if there are any changes.

What about your work?

I quit.

Really?

Yes.

But I thought you liked Paris
and production design.

Yes.

But my priorities changed.

Anyway, here in Turin
there's a private high school

looking for Art History teachers.
So… I'll start from there.

You don't lack determination.

I could use some.

Hmm?

Nothing.

Excuse me, but I'm going to bed.

Tomorrow I have to go to the office again.

Good night.

A coffee, this late?

No, a decaf.

Listen…

thank you for everything
you are doing for Marta.

It's the least I can do.

Don't worry, everything will be fine.

And I like this new doctor.
It looks like someone you can trust.

Marta is in good hands.

Such good hands.

-Hmm?
-Hmm?

-These must all be checked.
-All right.

-Good morning.
-Fede, thank goodness you're here.

What happened?

They tried to hack
the railway website firewall again.

I think we'll work until late today too.

What's wrong?

I quit.

-You can't.
-Yes, I can.

My notice starts now.

Why?

Because every time
I walk in here I feel trapped.

Have we done anything wrong?

No…

You and Cristina
have nothing to do with it.

You were born for this work,

you have struggled to get here.

And I can see from a mile away
that you are happy.

But I'm not.

It's just fair that this job goes
to someone who really appreciates it.

You don't want to wake up early
in the morning anymore.

Yes.

Guys, you're scaring me.

What else happened?

Nothing!
We're just happy to see you again.

Me too.

I'm glad you came.

And I'm already feeling better.

I'll be dismissed in a few days.

How cute are the two of you?

Your speech at the party
has left even me without words.

Yes, you and 20 million followers.

Speaking of followers, how many
have you lost because of me?

Actually, they've gone up by 9.3 percent.

Not thanks to you.

Tonight he'll meet my parents
for the first time. It'll be a bloodbath.

Guys, time is up. Everybody out.

Marta, how are you feeling?

I would say I'm fine.

Doctor?

Who was the donor?

We do not know.

A very generous person indeed.

Marta, take care of their lungs.

-Ten minutes.
-Thank you.

Hey. Hi…

Hi.

Marta, I…

If you feel like a jerk
for having doubted me,

for unjustly accusing me

and for going to the wrong hospital…

don't worry, I forgive you.

Well, but the last thing
was Jacopo's fault.

I'm sorry.

I went too far with that Tommaso thing.

Let's not talk about that anymore. Hmm?

Okay.

Marta, I…

I love you too.

Okay, let's review the rules. No…

Quotes from The Lord of the Rings.

I speak little…

That's right. I mean, no.

You don't speak.
You just answer when spoken to,

and with monosyllables. Then?

I can't drink, I can't dance…

I have to pretend to like your father's
meatloaf even if it is burnt.

Perfect.

I mean, the ring
is nothing but an allegory,

the idea of a power too great for mankind.

That's right, in the period in which
the atomic bomb was being built.

True.

I know I'm going…

How can I put it? …against the tide,

but I have always found
The Hobbit more engaging.

-Of course. I agree with you, Giacomo.
-Me too.

What did we say?

Sorry.

Paolo, would you pass me another
piece of meatloaf? It is spectacular.

You're an expert. Here.

-Thank you.
-This is "my treasure."

Thank you.

One here…

Giacomo, it really was a pleasure.
Come back to visit us whenever you want.

For me too, Marghi.

Oh! Next time I'll bring you that Tolkien
comic book I was telling you about.

-I count on it.
-I wrapped some meatloaf.

-Oh yes, the meatloaf…
-Thank you.

Shall we go? Bye.

I really like this one,

not like the foreign singer of last time.

-Bye.
-Bye.

Bye.

What do you think?
It went well, didn't it?

It went great.

Hello.

Hey.

What are you still doing here?
Don't you have a life?

"What am I still doing here?"
I am basically your brother.

I want to make sure that you're fine.

But… where's Dario?

He has already visited me.

Really?

Jacopo, have you fallen in love?

Please! No way. It's just that
I still have to be rejected by a doctor.

-For my résumé.
-Oh.

Listen up.

Why have you told the hospital that
you no longer have living relatives?

Because it's true.

Oh God, is the old lady dead?
I didn't know.

For me she is, and you know it.

You're still holding a grudge.

Yes, I am.

Hey, Marta.

Great news. You'll go home earlier.

We'll discharge you tomorrow.

Already? No!

I mean, yay!

Easy.

So? How do those new lungs feel?

I feel…

drunk on oxygen. Wow!

Easy.

-I'm sorry.
-Don't be.

What do you say if I drive?

Maybe it's better.

First stop, where do you want to go?

Hey.

I didn't know if and when
I would come back here.

I am very lucky.

We are very lucky.

Next stop?

Today is a special day.

You see that girl near aisle six?

She's the voice who has always
given you the offers announcements.

And today she is back.

Welcome back!

-We've missed you, Marta.
-It's true.

Bravo!

So, to celebrate, the whole deli counter
has… 90 percent off!

EXIT

Okay. Third stop?

-Hop on and drive.
-As commanded, Captain.

Now I'm home.

Let me set up the alarm.

Why? I am still on sick leave.

Not me. Tomorrow
I have to teach my first class.

I've been dreaming of arriving late for
three days and not remembering anything.

Come on. I'm sure you'll be great.

You think?

It will be like in a movie.

Professor De Marchi,

I've been naughty.

I didn't do my homework,
Professor De Marchi.

Don't send me to the principal.

What movies do you watch?

Now I'll explain it to you.

Good morning, guys.

Good morning, Professor De Marchi.

No, please, call me Gabriele.

-Well, let's start…
-He's cute!

…by talking about the Pre-Raphaelites.

So, the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood

was an artistic association
influential for Victorian painting

born in September 1848,
developed but also finished

in Great Britain. In some respects,

it's similar both to symbolism
and to art nouveau,

and it can be defined as
the pictorial transposition

of the late Romantic era.

He's so romantic.

Yes.

-Isn't he hot?
-Yes.

Everything's fine, Marta.

Just a recommendation.

The lungs are new,
but the gene of the disease,

that's still there, hmm?
So you have to be very careful.

I will, Doctor.

And you will no longer need to come
once a week. See you in a month.

-All right.
-All right? See you soon.

See you soon.

Fuck, one month?

I've forgotten the prescription
for the enzymes.

Okay. I'm going.

Come in.

Excuse me, Doctor…

Uh… Marta has finished the enzymes,

can you give us a new prescription?

Forgive me, but I don't have much time.

I'll take you to dinner in three days.
It's your birthday, isn't it?

Are you surprised? You are not
the only one to have Internet.

Now go, I have a hell of a day ahead.

Wow.

We'll miss you, asshole.

If you change your mind
I'll throw out your resignation.

Don't worry, I won't.

But I will miss you too.

It's not like I'm dying.

We can still hang out together.

We still are the Queens' poker.

Who is it?

Oh! Speak of the devil…

Hello Federica, Silvia has told me
about your resignation.

I just wanted to tell you that
in my opinion this is a huge mistake.

But also that the bigger the mistake,

the funnier they are.

So good luck
and don't be a stranger, woman.

Got it?

Yes.

Isn't it super romantic what's happening
between Giacomo and Rebecca?

Yes. A lot.

Even if they are grabbing the spotlight.

Well, let's fix things up right away.

My love…

-Yes?
-You know…

Now that the situation is a little
more relaxed, I've found a job,

you are well, you know…

How about…

What?

…getting a place only for us?

Oh my God, are you nuts?
I thought you were asking me to marry you.

Oh my God, sorry. No, but do you…?

No way. You?

Hell no.

"Hell no" seems a bit too much.

Maybe one day. I think it's a bit early
to talk about that.

Gabriele, I'm kidding.

You really are the worst.

Of course we can go live together.

But you'll break the news
to Jacopo and Federica.

Coward.

What do you have to say?

I just remembered that I have to write
to the principal. I'll be right back.

Coward.

Sorry.

Ouch! What is this rubbish?

I quit.

-Oh!
-At last!

You should tell me it was a mistake,
not to be happy. Irresponsible people.

What will you do now?
Will you go back to fleece the Countess?

No. I'll enjoy my well deserved
unemployment, for now.

Guys…

I have to tell you something too.

Gabriele and I are going to live together.

-Well!
-It was about time.

Aren't you angry?

No. Why should we be?

Sooner or later it had to happen.

Anyway, it won't last.

Living together is the death
of romanticism.

A week from now, you'll come back
on your knees, begging us to move back in.

Stop! It will be beautiful.
You're going to have your own place.

Yes.

Give us the time to sort things out
and we'll leave you your love nest.

Right, we'll get a beautiful
two-room apartment in the suburbs,

and I'll get tetanus.

No, guys. No way. The house is yours.

No…

We couldn't stay here,
this was your parents' house.

I know, but it's too big a house.

We won't know how to use
all of these rooms.

Also, I came up with an idea
to make some money out of it.

We turn it into a pay-by-the-hour hotel?

Almost. We open a B&B.

And we share the money.

Two euros each.

No. Considering that we are
in a super central area,

and that during the film festival
prices skyrocket…

Well, assuming we'd occupy it
20 days a month,

the figure could be this.

You're hired.

When do you leave?

No!

No!

-No!
-Enough!

With the new lungs,
it's like you're doping!

-It's your birthday soon.
-What are we going to do?

Nothing… I mean, 21 is a stupid number,
there's nothing to celebrate.

Okay, I have a date with Dr. Caponi.

-My Dr. Caponi?
-The Shit!

Yes. I want to be Mrs. Shit.

Ouch!

-Good morning.
-Hello.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

-Over here.
-Thank you.

This is it!

It has an energy, it's perfect.
Can we take it?

Yes… How much is the rent?

1500 plus expenses, the first three months
of rent as a deposit, plus agency costs.

I think we'll get tired
of all this energy, in the long run.

I agree. Maybe there's too much--

Light. I also feel it's a bit damp.

-Damp, yes.
-Damp.

-Yes.
-Yes.

"I could suggest you this cottage
facing the highway,

next to the dump.
Just don't open the windows."

Come on, just have a little patience.
You'll see, we'll find the right one.

We have to change real estate agency.

Yes, please.

Anyway, this house is not that bad.

Jacopo!

Turn the volume down! I was sleeping!

First date with The Shit.

This one? Or this one?

Whatever, as long as
you turn down the music!

Wear that one. It's a little more…

-A little more what?
-A little more…

Okay, thanks.

You are welcome.

I'm almost re-considering
the house on the dump.

Well, happy birthday!

What's wrong?

Nothing.

It's just that I'm not used to this.

-I feel weird.
-What?

Don't tell me I'm your first.

Yeah, right.

The first.

No, you're not my first.

But still, you are my friend's doctor.

And I thank her for having
introduced me to a nice guy like you.

And I thank the National Health System
for letting you cure her.

Speaking of Marta.

You look very close.
With the other girl too.

Federica. We are basically a family.

What about your real family?

Oh, my real family.

My mother collects
more husbands than shoes,

and you should see her shoe rack.

Right now she's in India.

You reminded me that
I haven't heard from her in three months.

And I'm not that close with my father.

Am I wrong
or do you often hide behind a joke?

No. You're not wrong.

Everyone has a defense mechanism.

Of course.

But sometimes, when you put up a wall
that's too high, it becomes a prison.

Let me understand.

Pulmonologist or psychologist?

Another joke.

Jacopo, don't worry.

You are perfect as you are.

-Jacopo!
-Hello! You here too?

Dario, this is Rebecca, this is Giacomo.
You met at the hospital, remember?

Of course. Hi Giacomo, how are you?

Very well, thank you.

Very well! Enjoy your evening, guys.
We'll go now.

-You too.
-Bye.

-Bye.
-Bye.

Okay…

Well, nice dinner.

And now? What are we going to do?

Yes, he was as brilliant
as he was misunderstood.

Guys, we can also say he was despised,
while he lived.

In fact, Van Gogh remarkably influenced
the art of the 20th century--

I've found a house for us! It's perfect!

I've made an appointment
to go see it during lunch break.

Yes, thing is I'm teaching a class…

Oh.

Hello.

Well, um… Guys, this is Marta,
my girlfriend.

No…

I know, I'm sorry.

Okay, see you later, then.

Yes, um…

You can continue.

Well, we were saying-- Van Gogh…

-Are your eyes closed?
-Of course.

-Don't open them, huh?
-I won't.

Okay. Stop here.

Now you can open them.

So, imagine a big desk here,
because there is a window.

A lot of light comes in. So you can draw.

And then I thought
we could put the sofa here

and our photos on these walls.

What do you think?

It's perfect.

Yes. The price is perfect too.

You can come to the agency
to sign the contract tomorrow.

The landlady asks for two months'
early payments,

and out of sheer formality, tenants
under 30 must have a guarantor.

That's not just a formality.

Well, we both have a paycheck, so…

Yes, I've seen them,
but unfortunately they are not enough.

I'm sorry, we just can't compromise
on this respect.

We need a guarantor,
possibly a family member.

Well, do you know what that means?

That it's time to make our families meet.

Finally we get to meet one.

What?

You believe you're the first girl
Gabriel introduces to us?

At first we were all convinced
that he was gay. Right, guys?

For his 20th birthday we've given him
a trip to London as a gift,

including a pass
for the Gay Pride backstage.

But nothing. Too bad.

Because I believe that having at least one
gay child is a blessing, for a mother.

But I haven't lost hope.

Ma'am, believe me,
Gabriele is not gay at all.

Poor thing, if he's anything like
his father, you must be exhausted.

Guys, nothing.

They say that Ayurvedic massage courses

and direct cultivation of hemp
are not a sufficient guarantee of income.

Have you told them
it's for therapeutic purposes?

Of course I've told them.

And didn't they fall for it?

No. But we have to do something.

Come on, guys. Cheer up.

Worst case scenario,
you can come to live here.

-Oh yeah!
-Good idea.

I would ask my parents,

but I don't think
they accept guarantors from the afterlife.

Here.

No, Mom! She can't, come on.

Okay, let's get the dessert.

Don't worry, I'll take care of it.

Take that.

But why don't you ask your grandmother?

Are you stupid?

What have I done?

Wait, do you remember Carolina, my ex?

-Which one of the many?
-Don't start again.

Carolina worked in a bank.

Maybe I can ask her
if you can have a bank guarantee.

Yes.

I have good news.

Are you ready for an encore?

So I have two pieces of good news.

-Shoot.
-Okay.

So…

The agency called.

It's okay to have a bank guarantee.

Tomorrow I'm going to take the keys!

Good.

What's wrong?

Nothing, it's just that
this is an important step.

To leave Jacopo and Federica.
They are my family.

Now what's wrong with you?

It's just that…

I've heard you talk about a grandmother.

I thought she was dead.

Technically, no.

When my parents died
I was given into her custody.

Let's just say she wasn't very happy
to take on a granddaughter.

And she showed it every day.

When was the last time you've seen her?

As soon as I turned 18, I left her home.

Seeing you and your family together
was very nice, you know?

You can't imagine how much I'd love
to have had something like that.

Yes, but you've had Jacopo and Federica.

In the end, the real family
is the one you choose, right?

Yes, I know, I'm very lucky.

Yes.

But certain voids can't be filled.

-Good night.
-Good night.

How are we doing?

Very well, thanks. How are you?

Are you learning to make jokes?

Very well.

Who knows who's giving you lessons?

I've got a question
that's spinning in my head for a while.

Why do you call it Mucoviscidosis?

For 30 years now
it's been called cystic fibrosis.

Because it's a funny name.

So it's less scary.

Dress back up.

Doctor?

I'm not usually nosy…

I can imagine what a superhuman effort
you're doing right now.

But let's face it.

Jacopo is like a brother to me,

so you're a sort of brother-in-law.

That only works in the movies.

And technically Jacopo is just
a friend to you. And for me too.

Sure.

NOEMI: THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY PARTY!
YOU SAVED THE NIGHT! THANKS FOR THE GIFT!

NOEMI: YES! I LOVED THE BOOK!
NOW I GET WHAT YOU MEAN WHEN YOU SAY

RELATIONSHIPS ARE COMPLICATED,
BUT NOT ALL OF US ARE LIKE REBECCA!

COME TO MY PLACE AND TALK

it's impossible.

I feel like I'm in an episode
of Black Mirror.

Without all that rubbish
it looks ten times bigger.

You know that if you want
you can sleep here tonight?

Right. You don't have to leave right away.

Guys, but if I don't do it now,
I will never go away.

I'm almost sad
that I still cannot lift weights.

Don't worry. This was the last one.

Thank you.

No, wait.

Let's do things right.

Voila!

Wow.

Well, I think this is it.

Oh yes, this is it.

I can't wait for the new bed to arrive.

Yes.

I forgot to take the enzymes.

Can you pick them up from the kitchen?

Please…

As you command.

Thank you.

They are in the box on the right.

SCHOOL REPORT

ADDRESS: CORSO FRANCIA 297/1

Madam?

Hello, I'm Gabriele.

I'm your granddaughter's boyfriend.

Marta.

Madam?

Listen, I can hear you're behind the door.

Madam, please, I just want
to talk about your granddaughter.

Please, I want to know--

I've understood what you want.
But this is trespassing.

I've already called the police.

No, please!

Your granddaughter has told me
that your relationship has cooled,

but this doesn't mean that…

She's a proper bitch.

Come on, move the bed to cover that stain.

Open the curtain.

Okay.

Is it okay?

-Top.
-It's online.

No…

-Do you want to hold her?
-Yes.

Come.

-How cute.
-Hey. Hello.

My God, she's beautiful.

Mommy!

-Do you have children?
-No.

Okay.

Hi…

-Bye.
-Bye.

Surprise! Oh, my God. Hi!

Hello.

That's where your keys were.

You can't come and go as you like.
This house is not a hotel.

Well, actually… But who is she?

It's Zoe. The most beautiful
and good girl in the world.

She looks like a doll. She never cries.

She just wants to play
and cuddle. Just like me.

-Guys, don't joke around.
-I have other priorities.

Tonight he goes out with his doctor again.

Good.

It's just that…

Jacopo, I don't think
he's the right person for you.

He's a bit reserved. I don't get him.

It's part of his charm,
and I get him just fine.

His defenses are slowly falling down.

Okay. And…
How long have you been going out together?

I correct you, my dear. We are a couple.
From exactly one month today.

Thirty days.

And tonight… I'll give him this.

What is it?

-Nothing much.
-Jacopo!

Okay, don't insist.

It's a weekend in the mountains
at a five-star hotel with spa.

Are you crazy?

Why? It's romantic.

Even though to pay for it
I've had to sell a lung.

Oops.

-How do I look?
-Just fine.

Let me know if you sleep out.

Then I'll let you know now. I will.

Although I doubt we will sleep much.

Jacopo?

-Coffee?
-Yes.

So in the end,
a child has arrived in the house.

Yes, but they leave tomorrow.

I will miss little Zoe.

Taste this.

So good.

Do you know what I would like?

Can we eat first?

I'm serious.

Picture the scene…

a mountain spa,

you and I, getting body massages all day.

Face treatments, mud baths…

Then maybe a dip in the heated
outdoor pool, and then…

Sorry, I didn't silence it.

Don't worry.

It's not a matter of etiquette.

What do you mean?

Are you still on Drool?

Oh, that?

Jacopo, I like you a lot. You know that.

But how long have we been going out?
A month?

I don't know. I didn't count the days.

Let's not rush things.

We'll feel it when the time is right

and there'll be no more people,
for the both of us.

Will you tell me I'm the only one
you're going out with?

Of course not.

On the contrary,

I remembered that I have a date
with Fucker97. I'll get a gin tonic.

THE SHIT: I'M SORRY YOU GOT UPSET, SEE YOU
LATER SO I WILL MAKE IT UP TO YOU.

I mean, we are fully booked
for three months.

Top.

But… weren't you sleeping out?

Has something gone wrong?

No. You were right,
we were moving too fast.

We have decided to take it easy
and go out with other people.

How long has she been crying like that?

Quite a while, actually.

Where's Asia?

Asia? Hello. Everything all right?

Asia?

-Open up.
-I'm going in.

Hey…

What the fuck do we do now?

I call the police.

No, wait. What if they put her
in an orphanage?

What if Asia comes back
in a couple days and doesn't find her?

No. We can't do that.

Okay, then what do you suggest we do?

I don't know!

Okay. Come, then.

Okay. Asia said she'll be back
in a couple of days, right?

Let's wait until Thursday
and then we'll see.

What's wrong with her?

I don't know! Maybe she's hungry.

What does she eat?

Maybe it's written on there!
Asia had that food processor.

Here it is! What now?

-Like that.
-No, it's like that. But…

-Like that.
-No.

Leave it to me, because in my opinion…

-But--
-…you haven't closed it.

-So good!
-Do you want to eat it?

Here we go, little potato.

We'll do it very fast.

Good girl.

What?

Guys? Is everything okay?

Marta, we've ended up
in a horrible '80s movie.

-Asia left us her baby.
-"Left her" how?

In the only possible way. This morning
we entered the room and she was gone.

But she said she'll be back
in a couple of days. Right?

Look, we have about 28 minutes
before the next meal. We need diapers.

-And baby food.
-And formula.

And that thing for the teeth
you put in the freezer.

I already know it.
We are going to kill that poor baby.

Guys, you scare me.

When she's so calm she's adorable.

Anyway guys, you're nuts. What will you do
if the mother won't come back?

We know we can't keep her.
Let us enjoy this moment.

Well, "enjoy…"

We have news.
Jacopo is in an open relationship.

Gosh, what a prig.

Where are you going?

I have a date with Dario.

With how many other people?

No, my dear.

You can't go out whenever you like
and leave me alone with the baby.

What are you going to do
when we have our own kid?

Will you go out every night
leaving me alone?

Every night? One.

No way. Go warm up the bottle.

Are you being serious?

Guys, you're scaring me.

You look like a couple
of exhausted new parents.

-He's the irresponsible one.
-She's a pain in the ass.

Okay, now Aunt Marta
will take care of everything.

Jacopo, you go out with Dario
and his friends.

Federica, don't worry,
rest, take a shower.

Aunt Marta will take care
of little Zoe, hmm?

Do you want to take a walk with me?

Huh, little one?

What about Gabriele?
Don't you have to go home?

No, he has a staff meeting.
He'll come home late, poor thing.

Look, I know you're in the house.

Please, don't call the police.

Madam, I'm only asking for five minutes.

And then I promise you
that if you haven't changed your mind…

I will disappear from your life for good.

Same for your granddaughter Marta.

Please.

What?

You've asked for five minutes.
Time flies, young man.

Yes, um…

Well…

Marta and I have been together
for a few months now, and…

we love each other very much.

Unfortunately,
she has a very serious illness,

but I guess you already know that.

Some time ago there was…

a complication, but she is well.

She has undergone the lung transplant.

We recently have started to live together.

Look…

I don't mean to be nosy, but…

but you're the only family she has left.

I don't know what happened that's
so serious between the two of you,

but maybe there can be a way to reconcile,

to talk again.

Why did Marta send you?

Of course.

Marta has no idea you're here. Right?

No, she doesn't know.

But I'm sure she misses you so much.

Yes, young man.

You behaved like a real snoop.

You thought you could fix
a relationship between two people,

when those two people don't feel
the slightest need to fix it.

You have to explain to me,
who the hell do you think you are?

Ma'am, wait. Please.

Marta needs you.

And even if she still
doesn't realize it, I do.

And I'm sure it would be good
for you to know that girl too,

because if she is so wonderful,
dynamic and generous,

it is also thanks
to the way you raised her.

Go away.

All right.

I apologize for the intrusion.

If you change your mind,

this is my number.

Goodbye.

Excuse me, it's a patient.

So? Since it's your turn to choose,
what shall we watch?

I've been undecided between…

Infidelity and Pigs Have Wings.

Next.

Two tickets for theater number three.

Who was that?

Who was who?

The guy you just nodded to.

I haven't nodded.
He smiled at me and I smiled at him.

Look, Jacopo, what's wrong?

Nothing, I'm sorry.

I just feel guilty for having left
Federica alone with Zoe. That's all.

-Thank you.
-Next.

Theater two, thank you.

He pays.

Let's go for a walk.

What a cutie! She's beautiful.

How old is she?

-I don't have the slightest idea.
-What?

It's a joke. Bye.

Let's go.

Say hi!

Okay. Look at me now.

-Okay.
-Let's take five.

Have you forgotten to tell us something?

I wish. It's your cousin and Jacopo's.

What?

No, I mean they are taking care of her
for her real mom.

-Right? Right, mama?
-Oh, okay.

Can I hold her?

Sure. Do you want to go?

-Come.
-Go. Wow!

What a beautiful, fashionable dress.

Hello…

No…

Try to raise her head a little more.

Sorry, can I?

Here she is, here's Zoe.

No…

Here's little Zoe, no…

Give her back to me.

Look, it must be a coincidence.

You are a real troublemaker, huh?

Just like someone I know.

But now we have to go back
to Jacopo and Federica.

But I know I'm your favorite.

It's all right.

Everything's all right.

All right.

It was just a cough.

It happens, doesn't it?

A stupid, simple…

cough.

THE SHIT

It's alive!

Hello? It's Becca.

Becca, hi.

How's Giacomo? I haven't heard
from him since Monday.

He's in the shower.

Can you explain to me
this sudden love for Giacomo?

Nothing, I've been a jerk.
Actually, he's a pretty cool guy.

But just since we are together, huh?

What does that have to do with it?
Look, can you tell him to call me back?

Becca?

Hello?

Becca, answer me.

I've created a monster.

And the only solution now…

is to destroy him.

Good.

What's wrong with you?

Quick, give him the--

Quick, give him the--

Look how frightened he is.

Do you want a punch, you shit?
Come on, you pussy, punch me.

Come here.

Guys, he's peed himself!

Eww! He's peed himself!

-Gross.
-Gosh, how gross.

POST VIDEO?
YES - NO

YES

Guys, bring a diaper.

PISS POT
SCARY POTTER?

WHAT A LOSER
HOW GROSS

Guys, he's peed himself!

Eww! He's peed himself!

-Gross.
-Gosh, how gross.

LOSER!!!
PISS POT

No… Come on.

Who's pulled such a dirty trick?

Someone who doesn't even
have the courage to show their name.

It's a fake profile.

Assholes.

Poor Giacomo.

Can you check the bottle?

Hey.

Have you heard from Marta?

-No. You?
-No, not since last night.

Twelve hours without messages.
She has already forgotten us.

Stupid, I'm being serious.

I don't know why,
but I have a bad feeling.

I'll call her.

Marta?

Open up!

We know you're home.

But…

-Hello.
-You've made us worry.

Is everything all right?

You called me 35,000 times
in less than 24 hours.

Don't you think it's a bit much?

No.

Well, I think it's time
to loosen things up a little.

I'm trying to build myself
a life with Gabriele.

I don't think it's healthy
to be together this much.

I think it's time
to cut the umbilical cord.

What do you mean?

Meaning that maybe
we should be just friends,

and not some kind
of strange obsessive family.

I think it's better for everyone.

The baby?

She's finally sleeping.

Do you believe
this umbilical cord bullshit?

No way.

It's the same old story.

She has a problem
and instead of asking us for help,

she shuts up like a clam.

So? What can we do?

What we have always done.
The pain in the ass.

We are there for her, even if
she doesn't want, and we are watchful.

Have you heard the baby before?
She said, "Dad."

She said, "din-dins." She was hungry.

She said "Dad," don't ruin
this moment for me.

Don't you get attached.

-Hey.
-Hi.

-You are late.
-Yes. I had the staff meeting.

Today too?

No, actually…

it was only today.

Listen,

I have to tell you something.

You cheated on me.

No…

If that was the case,
you would've never told me, you pig.

No, um…

I…

I've visited your grandmother.

Please, don't get upset.

I've only done it because I thought
that you missed her so much.

You shouldn't have done it.

I'm not angry.

I know what you must be thinking.

You, with your movie-like family…

you don't understand that
there are situations that can't be solved.

Sorry, I didn't mean to intrude.

But you did.

Even if it was for a good cause.

I bet she didn't want to talk.

Well, actually she also called the police.

Classic Grandma.

But you could've told me,

I would've saved you the trouble.

Sorry to ask, but…

What happened?

Don't answer me
if you don't want to. Don't worry.

When my mother died, the two of them
hadn't been talking for eight years.

I met her when the social workers
brought me to her.

Ironically, she had never had
interest in getting to know me

and suddenly she found herself
with a granddaughter.

And a sick one too.

I think she did her best.

But trust me, she's done
more damage than Muco.

We were always arguing…

we also argued on the day
of my 18th birthday.

And I told her that the wrong mother
had died in that accident.

She slapped me.

And that was it.

End of my family.

Oh no…

because she is your grandmother…

but I am your family.

You're burning up.

Are you sick?

What should we do?

Take me to the hospital.

Yes.

Peekaboo!

Who is it? Marta?

No, it's impossible.

Guys, I'm back.

Hi.

Hi…

Where have you been?

We were about to call the police.

I know, I'm sorry,
but I had to find Ludovico.

Hello. I am Ludovico. I'm…

Zoe's father.

We met the first time I was here.

He didn't know we'd had a little girl.

I couldn't go there with her…

No, it was better to leave her
with two strangers.

But everything went well.

She's beautiful.

Bye, little one.

Be a good girl.

What will you do now?

We will love each other.

I have something to do.

Hi, what are you doing here?

Come in. You could've warned me.

Are you staying for dinner?

No.

Dario…

we have always known
that it would end like this.

No… we didn't.

-I've only asked for more time.
-I gave you time.

I can't believe I'm breaking up with you.

Don't worry,
you're not the first one to do it.

Actually, you've resisted
more than the others.

This time I convinced myself
that it would end in a different way.

Stay here, I'll be right back.

Excuse me, we are patients of Dr. Caponi.
Please, it's an emergency.

Sorry, my shift is over,
but a colleague of mine is coming over.

Here I am.

Just a moment, I have to log in.

Please, hurry up!

-I can't log in.
-Look, it's an emergency, please!

-Keep calm, we are working.
-Nurse, help!

Can't you see she's sick?

-A stretcher, right away!
-Marta!

-Keep calm.
-Marta!

-Keep calm.
-Marta, my love!

I care about you.

But I risk getting really hurt, this time.

I'm sorry. It's the hospital.

So…

The new lungs are not working
as they should.

She has a bad infection again.

What's the worst thing that can happen?

Hey. Don't worry, it's going to be fine.

Marta will get better.

Marta doesn't have anything to do with it.

I have done a very bad thing.

You know the video that's going viral?

I'm the one who posted it.

Well, it was obvious.

You knew?

Why didn't you tell me anything?

I was waiting for you to tell me about it.

Are you mad at me now?

Yes. I am very mad at you.

Maybe I even understood why you did it.

I was starting to get
too much in the way, right?

Yes.

I didn't know how to tell you.

Why don't you delete the video?

Not only won't I delete it,

I also watch it again, sometimes.

I feel sympathy for that frightened boy,

and I am not ashamed to have been him.

Not anymore.

I'm sorry.

That said…

now you have to do one thing for me.

Hello, everyone.

Surely you have seen a video online
of a guy who gets teased.

That guy is my boyfriend.

His name is Giacomo.

I posted that video.

I thought that by humiliating him,
I would've felt stronger.

But then I realized
that's not how it works.

I've never felt stupider in my whole life.

So now I'm here to publicly
apologize to Giacomo.

On my behalf and on behalf
of all the people who made fun of him.

We're really sorry, Giacomo.

I think I'll have to change jobs.

Hey.

You'll never lose this follower here.

Open up, you bitch!

Open the door!

Open it!

Your granddaughter is fucking dying!

You've been shitty all your life!

You never gave a damn!
At least now do something for her!

She needs you!

Open the door!

Open it! Open the door!

Please…

HOSPITAL

Can I talk to you?

-Now I don't have time.
-Please.

Don't you understand that she's dying?
I want to move her somewhere else!

Marta is sick.

Is there a possibility of her recovering?
Yes, but it's not very likely.

So if you have a problem with me,
I'm sure they can find a substitute here.

But transferring her right now
would be fatal to her.

And you couldn't be the one requesting it,
since you're not a relative.

But I am.

Have you come to enjoy the grand finale?

I'm sorry.

It's too late for the bedtime story.

Once upon a time, there was a woman
who was very selfish.

She only thought of herself,
she's always known that.

One day though, she made
her biggest mistake.

She got pregnant.

She tried to be a mother.

"A woman who can't be a mother
is not a woman," she told herself.

But all her efforts were in vain.

And she started to drink.

And she started to hate her own daughter.

Once, the little girl didn't stop crying,

and in that moment,
she even thought about…

So she kept her distance.

She had learned to live
with that regret that crushed her,

that almost didn't let her breathe.

But she managed to push it back,
under the carpet.

But…

Then I came along.

Yes.

You had such a will to live,

a positivity, a need for affection…

The social worker couldn't know,

but he was giving you in the custody
of the worst possible person for you.

We agree on that.

I thought of you every day, Marta.

Every day.

But I just couldn't fill
the emptiness you felt.

I've never seen you cry.

I think it's the old age.

Here we are again.

I have lost count of the times.

This time is different.

This time is really different.

Water, please…

Hi.

Thank you.

-What were you talking about?
-Nothing.

We weren't talking about anything at all.

Actually, we were just silent.

You've never been good at lying.

Marta…

I know.

When will you stop being a bully, huh?

Soon.

Come here.

Hey…

Hey.

No more drawings.

I don't want you to remember me like this.

What are you talking about?
You are beautiful.

Shoot.

I'm afraid of losing you.

I don't know what to do anymore.
I feel helpless.

It's because you have already done
everything you could.

I feel a bit tired now.
I'll close my eyes for a while, okay?

Yes.

I'll be here when you open them up again.

Him, out. Excuse me. Out!

What's going on?

I'm going back in.

Excuse me.

She's all right.

She's all right.

She's out of the woods.

God!

My name is Ludovica Francesconi.

I'm 20 and I come from Sora,
near Frosinone.

Actually, I lived there
until I graduated high school,

then I moved to Rome to study.

My name is Jozef Gjura.
I'm 25 and I was born in Albania.

I started acting seriously when I was 18.

My name is Gaja Masciale.
I'm 22 and I'm Apulian, from Bitonto.

Then I chose to attend the Silvio D'Amico
Academy of Dramatic Arts

and I've just graduated.

You know all those movies
in which the main character

has a terminal illness but despite
chemo, ventilators and dialysis,

she's super-hot and seduces
the hottest guy of the school?

Right, that's not my movie.

Subtitle translation by: Jaclyn McLoughlin