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I can't.

I said I can't, I'm busy right now.

Unbelievably... absolutely...

Extraordinarily...

Decent...

Mozart, Beethoven, not a single woman... why all famous musicians are men?

-It's like with animals, like only the male canary sings. -And the female?

The female makes babies.

Just kidding... you gonna be the first great female musician.

-Let's go check out shops! -Giulia!

Giulia!

-Good morning. -Morning... -Hi, kid.

-Giulia! Sorry, ladies. -No problem.

-...with the keys in his hand... -Morning, sir. -Hi.

-Hi. -Hi.

-Hi, Giulia. -Giulia, are you in here? -Hi, Laura.

-What a beautiful nativity. -It's from the Naples school.

Look how they used to wrap babies.

Guys, listen up... have fun but don't make a mess.

I'd say congratulations to... Francesca!

Dear Bonollo.

Taste this soft baling Chardonnay from Minervino Murge... our own grapes.

-Remarkable, how many cases will you give me. -24... and 12 of Negramaro.

-If you need more just say it. -Season just started, I wish...

Francesca...

Sweetie! How are you?

-Laura, nice meeting you. -Giovanna... is this your daughter?

-She's my brother-in-law's daughter. -Hi, Benny!

-Of course, that's her dad. -Excuse us a second...

Excuse me, Giorgio... they want you.

Thank you... they want me...

-How about a haircut for the summer? -Dad!

Hi, Benny.

Have you picked the playlist for the concert?

-There's still one month. -This long?

They all say the same thing... that I have a nice sensibility...

But I know what they want... scoundrels...

They want a biography of dad, that's what. Just do it then.

Again, mom!

Come to dance! -No...

Our Ramadan dessert.

-Mom remembers you liked them. -Say thanks to her...

-She'll send me these for the next 40 years. -Yes, you can bet.

I saw your father many times playing here.

I still remember a Falstaff... over 30 mins of applause.

You gotta a little nosebleed.

Just a capillary.

My son used to have those.

We had it closed with laser, it takes a second.

-I'll wash it and give it back. -No, just keep it...

Excuse me.

We're leaving... bye, Laura. Giulia's already asleep.

-Good night. -Laura, we're going.

See you tomorrow.

-I got it... it's one of those so called open families. -Giovanna...

-Just so you know, Benny is a family friend. -Goodnight mom...

-She said he's a family friend? -What did you expect her to say?

I don't envy your sister in that situation...

At least they're no hypocrites.

Yes, but a family friend...

Much like you with your conservatory buddy, what's his name again?

-Fabrizio. -Fabrizio! What emphasis...

Cut it out, you don't even know him.

Typical loser with gut, glasses, long hair...

-A bit slimy as well... -Not at all!

How dare you! Not slimy, huh? I'll kill you... or better yet him...

-Do you understand? -You're drunk!

-You should drink more yourself. -You actually got me drinking tonight.

-I'm not jealous, you know... -Neither am I.

Female musicians of Boston Symphony have revolted.

They said men were favored, so they obtained

to play behind a curtain during auditions.

It's true, they call it blind auditions.

It appears the female presence has increased ever since.

In addition to energy saving, we also increased productivity...

Girls... sorry... let's go, it's late!

Say bye... come on! See you.

-He no longer likes doing it in bed. -Benny? -No, Filippo.

After so many years of marriage, I guess it happens.

Benny likes doin it everywhere instead, especially around 11 a.m.

I already wore this one last night.

-You must have done it sometime, you got two

beautiful girls... -Once is enough to make a baby.

Hush!

We did a great job, Eng. Campaniello was right.

He's gonna be pleased tonight.

-Shall we go, Benny? -Where to? -To dinner, at the club.

I completely forgot, we have an important project...

You want me to go alone? Let's go, Filippo

is gonna watch the girls as planned.

This is very important for us...

Fine, I'm coming... Filippo will excuse me with the client...

-Ok, but the girls... -I'll watch the girls, what's the problem?

-You wanna stay with auntie? -Yes! -See? It's done.

-Thanks, we won't be late. -Bye!

-Take care of the client. -Let's go play!

Noise!

Silence!

Noise!

-See you tomorrow, Benny. -Ok... just a sec...

No, Benny...

Hi.

-Sorry, I woke you up. -No problem. -I'll go kiss the girls goodnight.

Go to the window! Love you

-You like it, huh? -Yes but it's a present for yourself.

Happy birthday to the teacher.

Mom? Yes, thank you...

I'm with the kids.

With Giorgio, by ourselves. Kids, please...

-Are you sure he's coming? -Yes.

-There he is! -Benny!

-Hi... happy birthday! -Thanks.

-Here's a little something from me. -You shouldn't have...

You know Francesca has her own ideas for presents... now we must go, it's late.

Ok, bye sweetie... have a good rehearse.

-Auntie, the boxes! -See how's your aunt? Thanks.

Bye!

-Are you gonna close then, Samir? -Don't

worry, I'm on it... the game starts at 9,30.

-Who are you playing tonight? -Manchester United, it's the final.

-You gonna get hurt tonight... -We did

beat Paris-Saint-Germain 8 to 1 after all.

-You never can tell, Samir... -Say happy birthday to Laura for me.

-Hi, Laura. -Hi.

-I heard the kids threw a party for you. -How nice!

Try 'em on.

Yes? Oh, right... the boxes.

I'll be back there in 5 minutes, thank you.

Laura?

Hello? Giorgio?

Hi, Francesca... have you heard from Laura? She's not answering the phone.

Ok.

Cosimino? Hey, Cosimo!

-Pizza or kebab? -Pizza, dad.

Let's go to Pierino's, it's a good pizza.

Have you found a house in Palermo yet?

It's not easy, I'll stay at my sister's at first.

She's got a big apartment.

He'll have his cousins for company.

Palermo is not as cheap as Bisceglie... with my pension, you know...

I know... Cosimino will be happy in Palermo.

I doubt it... he's always been here in Bisceglie.

Let's hope...

Ma'am... consider you have bruises,

possibly wounds, do you understand?

I wanna go home.

Excuse me.

What you're doing here? Go to sleep.

Go to sleep, dad is busy!

Will you take him to his room? Come on, go!

-Let's go. -Go, already!

If you're not pressing any charges there's nothing we can do!

Purse and cell phone.

Shall I write down she was robbed of purse and cellphone?

I'm calling her husband, then we'll take her home.

-Laura, dear! -Mom, wait!

What happened to your face?

Go home, mom... not now, go home.

Laura! What happened?

Who did that, Laura?

Giorgio, what did they say?

She was attacked... it's all they told me.

Laura...

Laura, it's me...

Open the door, please.

What the fuck happened?

Giorgio, you gotta stay calm now...

-You have to be reasonable... -How can I be reasonable?

Hello, Filippo? Yes, I'm still here...

Laura is home... of course Giorgio is here... I cannot explain on the phone!

-We must call a doctor. -Yes, right away...

-Giorgio, do we need a doctor? -What the fuck are you saying?

Go home! Just go! I'll take care of her!

Laura...

Please, open the door...

I don't understand... I don't...

Please, open...

Bed is ready.

-Are you smoking now? -Yes, found 'em in dad's study.

Get inside.

Feels like it was me who did wrong.

Something happened...

inside of me...

while you're all concerned only about the outside.

Stay here with me.

Get yourself checked, please...

Do some exams, it's important...

I can get you an appointment with a doctor,

for your own safety... and Giorgio's...

For everyone...

Why aren't you talking to me, Laura? I'm your mother.

-I just want to understand... -Understand what, mom?

-What happened. -And what is that happened?

-In that neighborhood, at that hour... -You wanna know HOW, mom.

How long hasn't been a Mass in this church?

So much dust.

It would take some flowers here.

-When are you coming back? -I don't know.

Nothing has come to light... since you didn't press charges...

Everything is drying up here, even the plum tree.

Dad would already have grafted it, why didn't we think about it?

Filippo and Benny could take care of this...

Fix everything, build a greenhouse.

We're neglecting all that we once cherished.

-You don't need to come everyday, mom. -That's ok.

-You don't like it here. -That's not true.

-It reminds you of dad. -I just wanna be with you.

Fine, but I don't want you to neglect that friend of yours...

Enough... put that plant on St. Jacopo's altar.

I revive in each of your looks, like dawns of clear skies...

While your hand slips along my legs.

-So you did read 'em, what do you think? -They're good, mom.

-Why don't you two get married? -Marriage is for youth...

Too bad... I'd love a nice wedding here, in front of St. Jacopo.

Whose car is that?

It's Dr. Moffa, don't you remember? He knows you since when you were 16.

He also took care of dad when he was sick.

-Hi, Caterina! -Hi.

Laura?

We can no longer wait, Laura. That man could have been anyone...

-Send him away, mom. -Don't act like a child, please... just a check-up.

Why? Why? Why can't you understand?

I don't want him here, send him away!

-What have you done? -Nothing.

-You got caught, huh? -Just fix the chairs, people are coming.

Move!

Laura!

Laura!

These rooms need more sunlight.

You want me to get you something from home?

You brought along almost nothing.

What did you like as a kid?

Staying in the kitchen with my mother.

Watching her cooking dinner.

Francesca and I lived here for a while.

Then my mother took us back to town, with the excuse that my father...

was always on the road.

Instead she just didn't like it here.

She said here we got distracted from studying.

In the summer our cousins came too and hell broke loose.

We were a couple of punks...

Giorgio...

-Giorgio... -Yes...

I thought I couldn't make it... or better yet, that she couldn't.

You never think such things will happen to you, instead...

I never loved her as much as I love her now.

One time I dared say to my father that classical music sucks.

-What did he say? -It's like saying you hate the earth,

the sky, the sea... what a drag...

Say anything 'bout your father but not what a drag...

-Want another beer? -Yes. -Wait here.

I'll get it.

Higher the note... show her, come on.

-So? -You disappeared.

-I'm fine. -I can see that.

The kids are learning their parts, Samson and

Delilah is more melancholy compared to Mozart.

Don't change the subject. I knew it...

-I knew it... -Knew what?

That you were gonna get sick of the chef... you know I'm still available...

-You're very wrong about that... -I could at least advise you.

I'm pregnant.

The transfer takes about 2 days, as usual... now I gotta go, bye.

I'm so happy... as I told you, just don't

think about it and sooner or later...

What about Giorgio?

-So? -He's extremely happy.

Hello?

Laura?

I'm pregnant.

It's not with me you have to talk.

What you mean?

You gotta talk to your husband... and decide together.

Come here.

I'll help you.

Hello? Yes...

She's here with me... alright.

He's coming up.

Have you told him?

Here's dinner.

Caterina, will you join us?

I'll be quick.

Giorgio...

Giorgio...

My period is late...

It's been 15 days...

I'm pregnant...

Why don't we adopt a baby?

You wanted it before.

It's my fault, we should have done it right away.

I thought we were over this thing, that was no longer an issue.

Wait...

All that waiting, every month...

You said nothing but I know you suffered.

Excuse me.

The way we loved each other those days...

I'm sure the baby is yours... ours...

Why you're not being reasonable?

-Why? -Cause I know it... I feel it...

I want our life back, it's all I ask.

We were just two, but we were happy.

Weren't you happy?

You think I hadn't fantasized about having a baby?

To leave my experience to?

But not at any cost.

Not this way.

How am I gonna look at him?

Tell me, Laura.

Things don't always go the way we want.

He'll look at me, wondering if I'm his father.

I won't be able to answer him.

I'm sorry, Laura...

I didn't want to...

I'm with you, I love you...

I love you too.

We gonna do this thing together.

I have a client who's a brilliant doctor...

I called him and he's gonna help us...

-What do you think you're doing? -He'll help us...

It's my baby!

-Laura... -It's mine!

-We'll do this together... -What the hell are you doing?

-What's going on? -Enough!

-Get out of the way! She's my wife! -Calm down!

-I'm calling the cops! -Oh, fuck off!...

I asked for this color with this leather.

-What about this? -It's a whole different thing.

Exactly this one.

Don't be angry with him, he loves you.

No man could accept such a thing.

He'll search or the truth eventually.

What if it turns out he's not the father.

That it's another man's child.

He's gonna hate him.

And you for keeping it.

You want a baby at any cost.

But you're not that lonely, you have a husband...

And even if you love him and he loves you...

It's not enough...

I can't make it...

I can't make it...

He won't have my eyes...

I won't recognize him... I'll spend my life looking into another man's eyes.

-The shape of his mouth... -Why do you remember only that?

All of you... only care about those hours...

Can't you remember about love?

I've always been yours... I've always thought about you... about us...

I forgot about all the rest.

Your purse was found, with sheet music inside...

Also a cellphone...

Quite damaged.

Whenever you want, it's here.

Are you there?

Why did you make love with me those days... in that way?

-You had it all planned... -What you mean?

So I wouldn't figure it out.

Who are you?

-It was you and me, together... -The way you were making love...

-I thought you needed me... -Cause I really needed you, Giorgio!

-You thought of everything... -No, I didn't think at all, believe me!

Wait... look at me...

It's just you and me... and now he's inside of me... he is us...

He's our future...

Laura, you have to delete that day... completely...

We wanted it so much...

Here's the purse.

-Where was it? -In a gas station.

This won't help you, how's the investigation going?

-As far as we're concerned, we are done. -Done?

-And the rape? -We got nothing on that.

Your wife only reported the lost purse...

But refused to get a medical exam, therefore we have no evidence of that.

-But the bruises... -We can't proceed without an allegation.

My wife is pregnant.

Don't know how long... I can't tell.

We always tried to have a baby...

But we never could.

What happened that night? You found her...

There have been rapes in that neighborhood...

But we have no evidence about your wife.

It's not certain then.

Thanks, chief.

-Who gave you that? -The chief.

-You went there... -Yes.

Why?

-What are you afraid of? -What did you wanna know?

-You were missing for 3 hours. -What did you want him to tell you?

What really happened... I have to hear it from a stranger!

It seems right? Answer me!

What did he tell you then?

Nothing, that's what!

What happened? Nothing!

You wanna know! You need to know! But nothing happened!

Giorgio... open up...

Samir, get back to work!

Giorgio... open the door...

I was on a bus one time, two ladies were there, about 60 yrs old...

One said that a woman who doesn't have babies, just spoils.

The man too... they both get sour.

-There's a particular exam... -Why?

Cause I wanna know.

-Are you sure? -Yes.

Why didn't I scream? Cause I was paralyzed...

A statue...

My body felt everything, but the head...

My head was like... detached from the body...

For the first time in my life it was like I was out of myself...

The woman I used to be wasn't there anymore.

My life had changed as well.

I didn't have the exam.

Is that what you were gonna ask?

What are you walking away now? Like nothing happened?

You know it's not mine.

That's why you didn't press charges and refuse to get examined.

Laura is experiencing something we cannot understand.

We only think about the assault, she doesn't think about that anymore...

she thinks about what's coming.

Samir, you know I love you...

But just stay out of this.

Hi, dad.

Mrs. Rubino?

One...

Two...

Three...

Your assailant could be among these men...

Look at them very carefully.

-I can't help you. -Wait...

Scroll them.

Look.

You have to sign for the non-recognition.

Good thing it rains... freshens the air.

Excuse me, chief.

I decided not to go to Palermo, at least for this year.

-So you can keep studying at the conservatory. -Listen to this, dad.

What is this?

Queen... Somebody to love.

It's him.

Your husband told me about...

About you and...

The baby...

-Why Giorgio... -He called and asked to come, what could I do?

-But Laura... -I don't know.

Laura, I...

I wanted to say...

We haven't talked in a while...

Things can be fixed in the end.

I'm on your side... I'm...

You're not alone.

What happened at the station? Have you recognized the man?

Talk to me...

Say something, please...

I came here to tell you that...

Giorgio, Laura... come help me with the kids, come on!

-Yes. -Come on... you too, Laura.

-Excuse me, where's the bathroom? -The bathroom is... occupied.

There's another one, right here, come.

The little girl... Little Red Riding Hood...

Her mom told her: Don't go into the wood...

Her mom told her:

Here's buns and wine for grandma...

Mom told her: Don't go through the woods...

Cause there are wolves in there!

I'm sorry.

I don't know how I could say those things to you...

This baby...

is our baby.

What...

Isn't that what you wanted?

Aren't you happy?

I'm telling you to keep it.

He'll be my son as well.

I'll be with you.

It's not enough...

Not enough...

Promise me.

I promise.

I promise.

I went over to do it...

But I couldn't...

It's mine...

Mine...

Subtitles: Barishnikov