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It's strange how dreams work.

Sometimes they take us to absurd, faraway places,

other times they absorb what's going on around us.

Alice...

The sounds, the smells, the voices.

The olfactory system

has been enhanced, as well.

You may suture now, Doctor.

Doctor, let's move on to the next organ.

Yep, just like on TV.

super hearing, super smell, X-ray vision.

Okay, cool, but what about the void inside me?

Here it is, Doctor.

Can you fill that, too?

Thank you, Doctor.

The truth is we're not fucking robots,

there are things that can't be replaced.

A steel heart!

Or maybe they can?

She'll no longer be the Alice from before.

She'll be a bionic woman.

Alice...

Alice...

You have your father's heart!

What's that burning smell?

I made eggs with bacon, like in those American movies you watch.

I meant to tell you Leonardo came to give me a ride!

Occupied.

What's wrong? I thought we were cool now.

If you want, we could drop you at school.

"We"? You and that guy are a "we" now?

So that's what's bugging you this morning.

Can we at least talk about it?

So you can feed me bullshit like you did for the past ten years?

No, thanks.

Sweetie, I did it for...

"...for your own good, they're monsters."

You know what? Today I don't feel good, I feel like shit.

- Did you talk to your father again? - I told you it's over.

I don't want to see him again and he doesn't want to see me either.

I'm sorry, he's always been unreliable, erratic.

A real bastard, Alice.

Just like we've made it this far, we'll keep making it.

"We" is always me and you.

A team.

Sorry, AC Milan's player acquisitions

had me glued to the crapper.

"And I: 'Good leader, I but keep concealed from thee my heart,

"that I may speak the less, nor only now hast thou thereto disposed me.

"'O Tuscan, thou who through the city of fire goest alive, speaking modestly,

"'be pleased to stay thy footsteps in this place.

"'Thy mode of speaking make thee manifest

"'a native of that noble fatherland, to which perhaps I was too molestful.'

"Upon a sudden issued forth this sound from a tomb,

"wherefore I pressed, fearing, a little nearer to my leader.

"And unto me he said: 'Turn thee, what dost thou?

"'Behold there Farinata who has risen,

"'from the waist upwards wholly shalt thou see him.'"

Giammatteo, have you lost your mind?

I'll tell you what, get up.

Tell us about Farinata degli Uberti.

I didn't study.

Oh, she didn't study...

And why didn't you study?

- I had... - You what?

I had to burn a corpse.

Giammatteo has also fried her brain.

Silence, enough! Or I'll turn you all into corpses!

Giammatteo, are we doing dark comedy today?

Sit down!

- You get a big fat F. - Are you crazy?

- What's this about a corpse? - I was joking, Jimbo.

Since you started seeing your dad, you've been acting really weird.

Be careful, you'll wrinkle them.

- What's going on? - My fuckin' business.

Donna Lina!

We woke up and the caffe latte wasn't ready,

there weren't any of your famous frittelle,

the kitchen was dark... what's this?

Totally dark, we felt neglected.

Neglected? Today I'm sending you to see the Milan match.

Milan? I don't give a shit about Milan!

I came here to get the family's money, not to sightsee.

We're here for the money.

Look how many nice dresses Donna Lina has.

I've got it! You found a job at an equestrian circus

to make back the lost money.

You, go and play.

I've dressed in full mourning for 14 years, rigorously.

Seven years more than the seven required by custom.

My husband is dead

and I'll always carry his death in my heart.

But today the mourning period is over!

Now I'll show everyone I'm no longer The Widow of Milan,

but the head of the Barone family.

And as such you must show respect

to me and to the soul of my husband, who was an honored Santista before you!

- I didn't say anything! - Milan is under my command!

For all of you.

I've got to solve this problem.

You go sightseeing, have fun.

If you want your money, don't bust my balls

'cause I've gotta fix everything! Got it?

Vincenzo, call Tassotti's hairdresser to get the passes.

Bastiano, you're in charge of drug dealing.

Rita and Memena, make dinner.

Nittu, get ready and come with me we're gonna find that fucking money!

Don Carmine, about your breakfast?

- I want a coffee! - Sure.

What a blow!

And voila, the cards have spoken.

Let's have a look.

Psychic-of-mine-I say.

My friend, here I see another woman.

Unbreakable magnetomagic fluid of St. Joseph's branch,

cuckold of God, show me.

He's cheating on her with her sister.

He's cheating on you with your sister.

A real psychic!

I've gotta say goodbye,

lots of people on hold with my beautiful call center ladies,

but not as beautiful as Fabrizia...

waiting to speak with Psychic Carmelo,

the last descendent of the witches of Aspromonte,

gifted with immense supernatural powers.

Live from the Cologno Monzese studios,

where dreams come true.

Psychic Maria Carmelo...

Did you hear that, Nereo? He's a fellow Calabrian!

- Show some respect! - I didn't catch that, Giuseppina.

That's my husband's robe.

It's my brother's robe.

- Where are you rushing off to? - Where do you think?

To the beauty salon, I've got a job.

Not today, we've gotta find Salvo.

Then catch the first flight to Rio,

he's there on the beach with his bitch.

Do you know who Salvo had to meet with the day he disappeared?

He never told me anything, women aren't taken into consideration.

Depends on the woman.

Watch your mouth with me,

I'm still Salvo Ferraù's wife.

See that, Nereo?

Our Giuseppina's a little nervous.

Are you scared your dear Salvo is gone forever,

and you'll go back being a floozy hairdresser from Catanzaro Lido?

Best if I don't answer.

Giuseppina, who the fuck is this "Smaila"?

Smaila! The host of Kiss Me Club.

The one in that photo.

- Where can I find him? - How should I know!

In Cologno Monzese...

where dreams come true.

Gross, you smell like cheese!

Naked! Naked!

Fucking rank!

Please, stop...

I'm begging you.

It reeks! Shall we give everyone a whiff?

No.

Please.

Leave him alone.

Or what?

Mind your fucking business, loser!

What the fuck, you looking to die today?

Want me to mess him up for you?

- No, he's a dumb-ass. - You got off easy.

Fuck, you're tall.

Let's go, I'll take you to your father.

She doesn't have a father.

- Want him to mess you up too? - Let's go.

That guy can mess me up any day.

This car is spectacular, your father knows his cars.

You can't let yourself be treated that way.

- Show some pride, you're a Barone. - My name is Alice Giammatteo.

Blood doesn't lie.

I bet deep down your blood is red-hot.

Like mine.

Listen to this.

THE COPYCATS

Move, it's our turn.

Lookalike of?

Aren't you here for The Copycats show?

Yes, my cousin's a George Michael lookalike.

First and last name, and phone number.

Kiss Me Club. Smaila's this way.

PSYCHIC CARMELO SHOW

Assunta!

Where'd that twit go?

Nobody makes it like I do! Nothing like this salmon here.

Come in!

Mr. Smaila?

Thanks, darling, take this crap outta here.

Actually I'm here about Salvo Ferraù, I'm his brother.

No way! You're The Damerino's brother?

Older brother.

Enough with this face powder, I'm not Sabrina Salerno!

Tell me.

Actually... it's about my girlfriend.

Your girlfriend?

Let me guess, she's cheating on you.

- How did you guess? - Psychic-of-mine-I-say...

What do the cards say, does Loredana still love me?

Of course she loves you, but like a Cocker Spaniel.

Leave her, go to America, make a new life for yourself.

And with this terrific call, it's the end of today's Psychic Carmelo Show.

I'll be expecting you in droves tomorrow

with a mountain of calls, goodbye!

- It was great! - Great my ass! I'll fire you!

Take this thingy.

You've gotta be selective with these fucking calls!

I talk about cheating so much I feel like a couples therapist!

What else do you wanna talk about?

It's a tarot cards show.

No, it's not a tarot cards show.

I'm a...

You're a psychic.

Yes! Did you hear? A psychic!

I'm a psychic and you should treat me as such!

I don't want an herbal tea! Pick up my train.

Make him happy, or he'll give us the evil eye.

Love, I've gotta dash, I have the costume fitting.

- Bye. - Bye, thanks.

Can I help you, honey?

No, sorry, I took a wrong turn.

You're a fan of the show, right?

A little.

Stay as long as you want. I won't tell.

Unbreakable magnetomagic fluid of St. Joseph's branch,

cuckold of God,

show me.

Unbreakable magnetomagic fluid of St. Joseph's branch,

cuckold of God,

show me!

Where is the next person calling from?

- Sorrentino Avenue. - What?

Penthouse, Sorrentino Avenue.

Penthouse.

Sorrentino Avenue.

What's this "penthouse"?

It's the apartment my brother wanted to sell to Smaila.

When he showed up there, Salvo didn't answer.

Shall we go get these fucking keys?

Come on.

March.

Sodom and Gomorrah.

No wonder The Damerino got lost in this whorehouse.

And down.

He was meant to give 900 million to the politicians,

we've gotta follow the money

to figure out where the fuck he is.

The Damerino's secretary seems like a birdbrain, do you agree?

Nice looking, but no soul.

Not like you, and in this dress...

outlining your curves...

Two.

And one more.

Mrs. Barone! Let me finish.

Just 12 minutes and then I'm all yours.

Ms. Antonella, my question will take one second, the answer two.

- Then shoot. - I don't like to shoot.

I prefer other methods.

Stretch.

The last time you saw Salvo Ferraù, did he have a crocodile leather bag?

To the side.

It was mine, and so were the contents.

That afternoon did someone come get it?

No, he took it with him.

Did he have a South American mistress?

No way! He never even glanced at my tits!

Mine are plumper than Carmen Russo's!

I had them done by the Pininfarina of plastic surgeons.

I'm taking these masterpieces with me to the tomb.

Someone took the money!

- Hey, babe! - Behave.

Sarajevo, enough!

- Don't be shy, come here. - Let's have some fun!

Keep it up, we'll see who's laughing later.

She's Barone's daughter, do you get it?

What the fuck do I care if she's Barone's daughter?

Come here, I'll throw you a bone!

Keep it up...

Welcome, Alice.

- Is it the real deal? - Of course. Original.

See how your Papa's gonna dress you? Everyone will envy you.

I'll never forget what you've done for me.

Did everything go as planned?

Did you wait until the end?

Good.

Then we're good, it's over.

I found this at the apartment.

- You keep it. - Why?

As a child you always wanted to play with it, remember?

You never let me hold it, you were afraid I'd hurt myself.

But now that you're all grown up, I'm not afraid anymore.

When are you getting out of here?

We need to be patient.

But we've still gotta be careful, especially with Giuseppina.

Only she can screw us and she's out of her head.

Why didn't you tell her I burned him?

No, she can't find out or she'll go crazy.

Lunch is served, Princess, enjoy your meal.

Have a seat and take off that fucking backpack.

Look at this classy spread.

Does this seem like a prison to you?

What's wrong? Pangs of remorse?

No.

I feel sorry for him.

And for Giuseppina.

Me too, sweetie.

You know what I do? I pretend it's a bad dream,

and bad dreams you forget over time.

- How did you kill him? - I'm eating!

I've imagined it a thousand ways. I prefer to know.

He was gonna shoot me, so I jumped on him and...

He suffocated.

A bad dream.

When you get out, you're gonna come live in Bussolengo?

When I get out, we'll take some time just for us.

A trip,

we'll go to... Disneyland.

Would you like that?

Yes.

Eat your American sandwich, daddy's girl.

Good girl.

Mrs. Barone!

What is this crap?

Next time, call me,

at least I'll cook the fish, with the bones though.

What are you doing here?

The family was very disappointed about how the Malpensa deal went.

You were the ones disappointed?

Forcetta, explain to me why this vote went fucking sideways!

It didn't pass because Green Italy never got the sugar!

What Salvo Ferraù had promised us.

You're telling me you never got the 900 million?

I went to the meeting on Tuesday, at The Damerino's office,

but he never showed up.

Listen to me, the Malpensa deal can still happen.

Of course, if we sweeten the pot enough.

Sure, I'll just publicly change my mind every five minutes...

I have my reputation!

I won't flip-flop on Malpensa again,

not even for a pot so sweet I get diabetes!

Diabetes is lethal, Forcetta.

Mrs. Barone, this is not Reggio Calafrica, this is Milan.

So, if you don't mind, get out now, 'cause I gotta work, all right?

Let's keep in touch.

Francesca, white bread with tuna and artichokes.

CURLS AND WHIMS BEAUTY SALON

CURLS AND WHIMS

I'm looking for Giuseppina, is she here?

Now leave me to pray, please.

What are you doing here?

I wanted to see you.

It's not a good time.

You know who that was?

The police, they wanna know things, they're asking questions.

They're gonna catch us, I can feel it.

And what did you tell them?

Me? Silent as a grave.

Is Salvo okay? Did you bury him somewhere nice?

Yes, your husband is fine.

Are you sure?

Thank you!

Today I saw Santo in prison, he says not to worry.

- Did he send you here? - No, he doesn't even know.

But he told me he misses you.

And this? Did he give it to you?

- Have you tried this beauty on? - Not yet.

Try it on!

No, I'd be embarrassed in church.

Come on, no one will see, the Lord at the most,

and even He is curious.

What is it?

Fine, leave it to me.

May you bleed to death, this fucking key ain't turning.

You sure they're the penthouse keys?

Are you a moron? Yes!

What's all this ruckus? Who are you looking for?

We're related to Salvatore Ferraù. He's his brother, I'm his cousin.

- You're related to Mr. Ferraù? - Yeah, got a problem?

Aldo, who are these people?

- They say relatives of the politician. - I'm calling the super.

Lady, relax, we've got the keys.

- It's just a little faulty. - I'm calling the police!

While you're at it, call your fucking mother too.

Screw you, hick!

I've fucking had it with you!

These Calabrians are all the same!

Like the one they arrested outside with his "thing" out!

Thank God.

- Assunta, the car stereo. - Here.

That brother of yours...

Holy moly.

What d'you see?

Don't distract me.

Unbreakable magnetomagic fluid of St. Joseph's branch,

cuckold of God, show me.

Not a fucking thing.

I can't see a fucking thing.

Damn it.

Cousin, I'm sorry,

it's a waste of time.

Maybe his wife is right, my brother is alive

and he really ran off to Brazil.

And you?

Do you know where my brother is?

Excuse me, ma'am, just curious.

Who was the Calabrian they arrested outside?

I heard about your next surgery with the Pininfarina of plastic surgeons.

Is that why you took my money? Where is it?

I don't know, I told you.

Sit tight Folletto, not yet, have some patience.

Such a fine animal, huh? He loves acacia honey.

I named him Folletto because he's like a vacuum,

he doesn't leave a single crumb.

But with you he'll make an exception.

Please, no!

I'll ask you one last time,

where's the bag with the fucking money?

Look how nice it looks on you.

You should get dolled up more often.

Do you have a boyfriend?

- No, boys don't interest me. - Why not?

At 16, that's all you should be thinking about.

At your age I fell in love every week, always with the wrong guy.

I know I'm not the right person,

but don't listen to what others say,

Santo is a great man.

Wait here, don't move.

- What are you doing here? - We're going to the Barones'.

- Why? - Come on.

- How dare you? Santo Barone is my father. - My apologies.

What is said in this circle, stays here.

Whoever speaks outside of here is declared a traitor,

taking full and exclusive responsibility for it.

In the presence of the Barone and Ferraù families, I declare this meeting open.

Here we are, here we place our honor and we must speak.

We will discuss the disappearance

of an important member.

We gotta figure out how to find him.

United,

like a great honored family.

Donna Lina, you made an investigation with Gambacorta.

You begin.

I didn't find The Damerino,

but I found the money he was meant to give the politicians.

His secretary stole it.

I don't know what happened to The Damerino

and I'm worried about his disappearance, like all of us.

But I'm even more worried about the Malpensa deal.

We've gotta get it back on its feet.

We have to resurrect it, like Lazarus.

But The Damerino's disappearance has created a power void

in Milan, in the Santa,

which has nobody in charge now.

I did everyone a favor,

let's get one thing straight,

I handled everything here in Milan.

And let's get something else straight,

Malpensa was the brainchild of me and my dearly departed husband.

We will resolve this situation.

I propose myself as the first woman

to hold the honored office of Santista.

Nougatine.

The Cesare Ragazzi toupee, Nougatine model.

My brother never left the house without it.

Not even his mother has seen his alopecia.

So what?

We found this toupee in his penthouse,

on 36 Sorrentino Avenue.

My cousin left that apartment dead, hog-tied!

And I think I know who did it!

- Yeah, it was your son, Santo Barone. - How fucking dare you?

- And now I want revenge. - You're making a serious accusation.

Donna Lina...

what was your son doing

outside my brother's building the night he died?

The police found him thirty yards down the street.

My son has a rock-solid alibi,

that evening he was with a woman.

And anyway, what are we doing here?

Calling for a vendetta without a body?

Are we scoundrels? Novices?

We need to speak with Mr. Fritz.

Alice, where the fuck were you?

You ditched me like an asshole in front of the prison.

You can't stay here, I'll take you home.

Well done Alice, you look like a princess.

Do you know what happens when we are in danger?

Our senses are heightened.

Come on, don't be assholes...

We become more alert.

It's easy.

More vigilant.

More alive.

Everything seems different to us,

bleaker maybe, but also truer,

because trauma changes us forever.

Our wounds change us, pain changes us.

But that's all right...

because it's pain that makes us better people.

Until yesterday I would've just remained there, frozen,

without saying a word,

because that's just how the world is.

There are bullies and there are losers.

And the losers suffer in silence,

on autopilot.

But today is different,

I've seen blood, darkness, flames.

They rebuilt me piece by piece.

Today I've got a fucking steel heart,

pumping black, toxic blood, bam, straight to my brain.

So fuck the autopilot,

fuck the fear.