All language subtitles for Piove.2022.1080p.BluRay.DD+5.1.x264-Sb

They called. I'll see you downstairs in ten minutes.

repeated cell phone trills.

Come on, get off!

Giacomo!

Oh, and answer!

But what's up, that shit there too?

Giacomo!

James!

Imbecile!

Is it long until the hotel?

Few minutes.

Why is it so slow?

Enough, it hurts too much.

What are you doing at school today?

- Classwork, child. - I too have a test in class.

Hard, huh?

- What an idiot. - What an idiot?

Fuck you!

- Good morning their way. -

Barbara and I are late.

- Are you going to Ferrini's? - No.

- Why? - I'm late too.

- Hello, beautiful girl. - HI.

It's homework.

Yesterday the teacher wrote a note to Carlotta.

Why?

Because she was explaining the Babylonians

and Charlotte started using her cell phone.

You have to go! - Stopped! I'll call the police!

What the fuck are you doing?

Send him away!

- Get out! - Oh!

Dad, what do you want from Helver?

Get off! - Send him away!

- Get off! But what did he do to you? - He can't stay here, period.

Go fuck yourself to Termini to stink with your friends.

Are not you ashamed?

You dickhead, leave him alone!

- What did you call me, little girl? - Calm down.

- How do you make this Mongoloid talk? - Get out.

And don't bother him, she didn't do anything to you.

Give it a go. You know what I'm doing to you.

Shit ticks, see what happens to you.

We have physio after school.

We go there anyway and nothing ever happens.

We're going to physiotherapy today and I don't want to hear a fly.

Okay.

- Look, you're not doing me a favor. - Thomas!

Hi Marinella.

I'll take the princess to class.

No, my pleasure.

But no, you always have so much to do, don't worry.

- Little girls! Wait for me, huh! - Hi love.

Hello! - On purpose!

I wanted to show you.

It's been online since yesterday.

What do you think about it?

It turned out well.

Just think we have reservations for Easter as well, it's incredible!

Anyway, I'm going now it's late.

You are our guests one of these weekends. What do you say?

- Huh? - It's an idea.

Kid! If you put it back right away, I'll pretend I didn't see.

Where will we end up?

Fuck you, lady.

How do you have to go. This old shit, fucking with me.

This shitty old woman must piss me off.

Old shit, you damn ...

Ma'am, I'm asking you a favor.

I have two things on the cross.

I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry too.

I only have these to pay.

- I am not interested. - I'm late.

They're waiting for me due to a medical need, but that's fine.

All right!

I thought you weren't coming anymore.

Sometimes I envy her.

From inside he doesn't notice what the people outside have become.

do you envy me?

Oh! The French has arrived!

Now you're happy, huh, dad?

You have to see how she screams when I change her drip.

You do it first, you kill me.

So you sell the shack and throw away all the money.

The injection makes him talk a lot of bullshit.

Take care of it yourself.

The worst thing about not being able to move

is seeing him there all day waiting for me to iron.

What's wrong with you, huh?

Thoughts.

- Scattered thoughts. - Ugly?

Almost all.

With the vintage you've had, you're a flower, trust me.

You have health, a job, two children.

- It was better before. - Huh?

It was better before?

But in life it's always better first.

- Are you going to cut this alarm clock? - And how do I do this?

- These are my days. - And what about your day?

- Housekeeping. - Oh.

Do you know what?

I would really like you as a wife.

It doesn't suit you.

I no longer remember how love is made.

Ball!

Ball! - Oh, awake!

Ball, thank you!

- But who is deaf? - Dry, ball, come on.

Here, good.

Come on, though, hurry up!

Oh, what the fuck are you doing?

Why are we all stoned?

- What's he doing with the phone? - Put that thing down.

- Put it down. But what the fuck are you doing? - Pick up the phone...

Go get the ball before we beat you up!

Come on, what the fuck!

- Asshole! - Come here!

Shh!

Now all of you go fuck yourself.

Sorry, what are you doing?

Oh, look, if you don't leave, I'm going to have to call the police.

It's these cocks.

Listen, do me a favor, go away. I ask you please.

Let me understand. You're a security guard inside an abandoned swimming pool.

- They pay me. - They pay you. And how much do they pay you?

Is it loaded?

That?

I can't believe you can shoot. You?

Shooting? Shoot you?

Shoot. In fact, why don't you shoot me? She shoots me.

- I don't want to shoot you. - Of course you don't want to.

You can not do this. You are an asshole.

Do you know what the thing is?

Who think you're so superheroes with this beautiful uniform, the gun,

the walkie-talkie, the belt.

With this big fucking face you have, huh?

But you're nothing.

You're in bad shape, little brother.

HI.

Oh, check, I don't want that...

Hey, hi. How are you?

Listen, what are you saying, step?

Yes now.

Come on come on.

Come on, please, it's also going to rain, I'll hurry.

Okay, okay. I'm coming, I'm coming.

Relax.

What did you do today?

You'll end up getting beaten to death.

A lot...

But doesn't your father tell you anything?

Once upon a time he would have been pissed off.

And now?

What should someone who has succeeded in a family tell me?

I don't give a shit about anyone.

I only care about Barbara. And about you.

Do you like the sea?

Of course I like it.

- Then I'll buy you a house by the sea. - Where?

- In Santa Marinella? - Wherever you want.

- And where do you get the money? - I don't know, somehow I do.

mmm.

Why don't you marry me?

Come on. On.

Give me these 50 euros, another one is coming.

Yes.

They are in the jacket, take them.

I piss and go. So I leave you to your other.

Because the TV volume in the house was too loud.

Mara Pannone live. Look what happened.

Mara: The volume of the television too high,

the spark that would have ignited a quarrel that ended dramatically

late yesterday morning in via degli Ausoni,

San Lorenzo district, Rome.

A 75-year-old man stabbed his 25- and 26-year-old sons.

He stabbed them one in the chest and one in the abdomen with a kitchen knife.

According to an initial reconstruction, the seventy-five year old...

Mara} Stormy relationships. Frequent tensions.

They were at the table.

He would have turned on the TV loudly,

his son would have asked him to turn it off ...

Yes what is it?

Do you realize that you scream from morning to night?

- Sorry, really. - I'll call the police if you don't stop.

I'm mortified, sorry.

My wife is sick, she suffers from violent depression.

- Is there anything I can do? - Unfortunately no.

No, don't enter! Don't come in, please.

Ma'am...

Go! Come away!

We won't disturb you again, but now leave us alone!

What the fuck are you?

Did you fall in the toilet? Move.

Don't worry, Barbara.

Progress is slower than we thought.

Barbara has great willpower, but she needs something more.

It seems to me that she doesn't care.

She seems to me that she does it just for me.

She is normal. The children react like this.

At that age, the pressures tend to make them close in on themselves.

I want to see her walk again.

The truth is, you don't drive with a headache.

There is a risk of getting hurt.

As she said she?

That we can be confident.

Then mom gave me some of this, but I don't know what it is.

Chicken. Do you like it?

Stop! Bastard, stop!

If you don't like it, next time you cook.

I didn't say anything.

She is very good.

Why are you and Enrico doing this?

You know, we are two boys under the same roof.

You must have a lot of patience, huh?

But mom is not happy if you fight.

It's not easy, Barbie.

Do you love Enrico?

Of course I love him.

- So why don't you talk to each other anymore? - It is not true.

I do what I can, love.

But Enrico doesn't reason.

He just does stupid things.

He does not know the meaning of the limit.

I don't know the meaning of the limit, pa'?

- Close immediately the heat comes out! - No, repeat. "Enrico doesn't reason,

he does stupid things..." Repeat.

- Try again to scare your sister... - What are you doing? do you lead me? Huh?

Better beat me instead of making this shit face every day.

- Go to your room. - Go to your room.

Can you just say this?

Do you know that I pity you? With these fucking alarm clocks, I really pity you.

You fucked everything up when mom...

I won't tell you again, Enri'.

It's always my fault anyway. It will always be my fault.

If you do a shitty job it's my fault, if you cook like shit it's my fault,

if you're a shitty loser it's my fault.

You are only to blame for one.

You piece of shit.

Fuck you. Maybe you die.

Piece of shit.

Thank you.

And remember the money, which you didn't take yesterday.

Are too many.

Leave pride alone, which always loses out in the end.

Come on.

- What the fuck... - What the fuck you! I am working.

- But can I come in? - No!

- Alright, can you let me in? - No you can not.

- Come on, let me in. I beg you. - No.

What the fuck are you doing? Do you move?

Enrico, I don't know what you're looking for.

But it's not me.

Dearest, how are you?

I don't want to disturb you...

Dearest, sorry about the time, I don't want to disturb you, but I wanted you...

Dearest, I hope you are well. I wanted to tell you…

Dearest, can I disturb you? I wanted to tell you something,

but given the time...

Darling, I wanted to tell you about the concert, can I call you?

But how do you drive?

You are suspended until further notice.

We have to respond to a passenger complaint.

But they cut me off.

We were about to have a crazy accident, I braked in time.

Did you get the license plate? No. And there are no witnesses, that I know of.

You can't suspend me. It's not the time.

Look, Thomas, I know you're not in the business,

you've had a difficult year,

and I'm the first to regret it.

Do you regret?

Stay at home for a while. Stay with the boys, get some rest.

Look, I rest everything tomorrow.

Huh?

- But I can't... - Thomas, please.

- I can't not work. - Enough.

- I have two sons. - Please.

I beg you.

- I beg you. - Enough.

Shit!

Dad.“

Sorry if I was sad yesterday.

I had a beautiful dream, now I'm much better.

And are you better?

- Can we have breakfast earlier? - No my love.

Dad, what are you doing?

Dad!

Dad, I'm scared!

You seem to like it.

She seems to have gotten used to that chair.

Thats enough.

Just make everything right for you. Just smile.

There is nothing to smile about. You gotta keep those legs straight!

Dad...

I can't stand seeing you like this anymore.

She drives me crazy.

- Dad... - It drives me crazy.

- Please... - I feel like killing him!

Dad!

Love?

Excuse me. Excuse me.

I want to walk, dad.

I know honey.

Can we have breakfast?

Sure, my love. Certain.

And can you make peace with Enrico?

- Hello. - Good morning, child.

Your breath stinks.

I think it's yours coming back in your nose.

- Stop that. - Maybe it's the feet.

Your feet stink.

Feel the smell of feet.

Your feet stink.

You washed up this morning, huh?

I have breakfast in front of school.

But it's yummy.

Dad? Shall we take Enrico to school today?

Radio woman} Hours of blood in Rome, after the violent clashes that last night

led to the death of as many as eight people.

Around 06:00, an AMA truck hit a motorcyclist on the Appia.

This is added to other episodes of the same tenor

that have shocked the capital in recent days.

Not far away, in via Ruggero Bonghi, a tragedy took place

in a beauty salon, where the owner struck the partner

with 17 stab wounds in the chest.

The man bled to death even earlier...

Dad, can you turn it off?

- On site are going... - Dad, please, can you turn it off?

Dad, please!

The madness that has taken over the city...

Dad!

Thank you. It scared me.

Oh, are you moving? It is green!

Bro!

Are you alive!

Hello, Gianlu'.

How fucking I missed you, bro.

Come on, when others see you, a mess happens, let's go in!

I'm not going in, Gianlu'.

I'm just here to please my sister.

Make me happy too, right?

Alright.

At least text me back so you can tell me what the fuck you do all day.

If you want, I'll tell you now.

Gianlu', come here!

Ah!

But what is the meaning?

Does he have to have it? - Sure.

So think of it as philosophy.

That is? - That is...

Are you Socrates? - Let me talk!

I think nobody gives a shit about anyone, that's it.

But we are all forced to be together. Is that right?

Mmm... boh. No?

No, trust me. It is not so.

I know, it's bad to say. But honestly...

I don't feel like smiling at the cashier,

to give way to the old people on the bus,

to stand in lines, to do homework, to be kind and nice,

because I'm not kind and nice.

I want to do whatever the fuck I want. We all die in the end.

- And then you steal the dummies from the Chinese. - Exact.

You say you don't give a fuck about anything

and then you look for applause on that group?

I'm not looking for applause from anyone.

- What are you looking for? - Nothing.

Do you

want?

No, I don't want it.

- Your sister? - It grows.

Is your father still a home cook?

What a shit when I asked him if it was McDonald's and...

Look, make me a video.

- Which video? - Make me a video.

What are you doing?

- And laughs. - Do it yourself, Gianlu'! Hold.

- No. - Come on, do it, Gianlu'!

I don't vomit in the middle of the pool!

- Come on, do it! - I don't vomit...

We used to do everything together.

- What the fuck were we doing together? - All!

- What the fuck is everything? - All.

The reeds on the little park? Playing PlayStation at home?

- What the fuck is it? Tell me. Explain me. - Go stoned yourself with Play.

Don't let me hear you again, you fucked me up!

Keep your hands off me. You look like a psychopath.

- You have to shut up, Gianlu'! - But don't tell me to shut up!

You have to shut up, Gianlu'!

- Fuck you. - Go fuck yourself! Dick head.

- You think too much with this brain. - And you don't think about shit!

- Come here! - You're in bad shape, Gianlu'.

Listen, come here.

Oh! Come here!

Stop! Do you want to talk?

I'm here, let's talk. Just don't be fucking crazy.

I don't throw up in the pool, but if you want to do something we do it,

we haven't seen each other in a while.

What the fuck.

- Let's wait here another hour. - To do what?

Did you say you were silent?

Here, shut up.

I do not know if I can. Then there is no one who can give me the change.

I won't be long. I need.

It was 03:30, 03:35.

- I can? - Yes, please.

But are you sure that someone cut you off?

Certain.

He wouldn't be the first to see things these days.

- Meaning what? - But no, nothing.

Conspiracy theorist bullshit.

The smoke that comes out of the manhole covers when it rains.

There's one who breathed it in and made a huge post on Facebook

where he says she's started seeing some weird things.

Everyone is sharing it.

But it's bullshit, like chemtrails, these things here.

Shit. I'll go see who he is.

Go with a second step.

Dad, what's going on?

I do not know. I'll be right there.

Please stand back. One moment, lady. Only a moment.

did you know him?

Poor.

Helver.

It was that animal. I'm sure.

And nobody will do anything. On the contrary.

Dad?

We park in the garage.

Dad!

Here

I don't know.

Dad, here too!

Don't breathe this stuff. I'm going to Ferrini's.

- No, dad... - You stay in your room!

Mr. Ferrini?

he is dead.

Do you want to know what's the last thing he said before he died?

Your name.

Your name.

Your name.

Your name.

Your name.

Your name.

Your name.

Your name.

Your name.

Your name.

Your name.

I lure him, you go from behind him and take his gun.

- Fuck it. - You are scared?

-No, he's an asshole. He has a heart attack. - I get it, you're scared.

- Oh, I'm not afraid! - Then you're an asshole.

The walkie-talkie to the fullest.

- What the fuck are we doing? - The walkie-talkie or nothing.

- Alright. Go around the pool. - Okay.

Don't shit underneath.

What do you say, brothers'? You recovered, huh?

Do you want to become famous?

Oh, down... Lower the gun.

Stop, Gianlu'!

It was just a joke.

It was a joke.

Gianlu'...

Gianlu'?

Tell me.

Dad.

I screwed up, dad.

I need you.

I need you, dad.

It's not my problem anymore.

Marta.

Martha!

You are here?

Martha?

Martha?

Here.

Sit here, love.

Mom.

Here. Love.

I missed you, mom.

I missed you too.

Do you remember what I always told you?

You have colored my life.

You are the best child in the world.

You were sweet.

I live.

The most beautiful in the world.

Who cooked for me with love.

That he had a dream.

How did you end up here? How did you get like this?

Whose bed is this?

I'm sorry but'.

This beard.

These eyes.

Look how dirty you are.

You are different.

You are not my son.

You are not my husband.

Who are you?

It's me, ma.

It's me.

You were the best boy in the world.

The most beautiful.

The sweetest.

You are now a failure.

You are the void.

My love.

It was him.

He left you alone.

And he blamed you.

But it's all his fault.

We were a beautiful family.

And he screwed it up.

You know what king does.

You've always known that.

No.

Free yourself.

As?

As?

I do not want.

Yes you do, my love.

Do it for you.

For Barbara.

It is not too late.

It's my turn.

Come on, dad, you're a "pippa ar sugo".

- But you and I have to kill each other? - Yes exactly.

- You understand everything. - Come on. It's us against the zombies.

- Oh God. - Eye.

But he reloads the gun, you kill me.

And how should I do?

- Square. This one. - Oh.

Oh mama. You are worse than France in 2006.

- But how do you talk? I don't understand you. - Oh yes, Fabio Grosso...

- Do you know who he reminds me of? - Who?

- Frank. The butcher at home in Rome. - He always tells it.

But who is Frank?

They called him "the Trilussa della Prenestina".

I didn't understand a thing. "A pischelle', give me 'na mezza piotta, 'nnamo."

- You always tell everyone then, oh! - Oh well, it's okay.

- Stop, let me play. - No because? Ninth.

Be good! No, no, no!

No come on!

Give it to me! Where?

- Stopped! - First resist this, big-ass!

Stopped! You don't tickle me, you just hurt me!

- Hello children. - Stopped!

- Good evening. - Hi, ma.

Run, otherwise you'll die.

mmm.

Tired?

mmm. Dead.

The client is a marquise, or so she says.

Her daughter wants to get married by the sea, while she is obsessed with St.

The agency went into a meat grinder

and they asked me to hurry up with the bride.

-And how did she go? She-She slammed the phone in my face.

- Three times. - Gentle.

Troy.

But mom is much nicer.

They've opened a super restaurant downtown, you know?

They are looking for a chef.

I told him about you.

And why?

So. Wasn't I supposed to?

I don't understand what I have to do with it.

But nothing, I was talking, so...

The topic came up, you do it for a living...

I already have a job.

And soon I will have two.

Oh, we need to go get Barbara.

Wasn't she at nine?

Yes, but Marinella just texted me.

The daughter is throwing up in front of everyone.

No, she doesn't exist. I have to close the tender for the agritourism.

I have a crazy headache...

Expires at midnight.

They are non-repayable contributions.

All right, I'll go.

She tows, tows. I'm coming with you, ma.

Don't worry, stay with Gianluca.

- A lot... - No, I was going.

Do you have everything? - Yes. Good evening, thank you!

I haven't studied shit for tomorrow.

Why, do I know something? - You have all nine.

But of what? - Yes, well. Hello, Gianlu'.

T'es vexé?

On goes and will come.

Pourquoi t'y crois pas?

Évidemment que j 'y crois.

- Do you want me to drive? - Yes, you would.

You could have told him no.

It hurts you to smoke.

Are you serious?

You get yellow teeth, wrinkles, cough...

Ah! Now I understand why you are so ugly.

A mother more beautiful than me could not happen to you.

Yes.

You should hear what your friends call me when you're not around.

- Why, what do they call you? - Well...

In certain ways.

Well, what? What ways?

- But nothing. - No, now you tell me what they call you.

- Why? - No, tell me!

- They call you... - You're little...

- Little one? - You better not know.

- Grow some more. - Alright.

Little one... I'll take care of it now.

You are just like your father.

Marinella? - Oh, Christina!

Influence.

She's been like this since this morning, but imagine if she gave up on the party.

- Great way to create an outbreak. - Certain.

Always better the outbreak than tantrums all night.

- But how are you? You have a face! - A marvel, look.

- Can I have some orange soda? - Sure, come.

- Excuse me, you made Thomas come! -He is working.

Since we took that place outside Viterbo...

Ah yes, the agriturismo!

What a great idea you had. When I told my husband he freaked out.

Mom? - Treasure.

Can I take them home?

What are you going to do with all those balloons, Barbie?

I attach them to the bed, so when I sleep it feels like I'm flying.

- Goddamn Disney. -

They're from Carlotta. I'll buy you more.

But I want these.

But how can you resist those big eyes?

All right. But not all, who don't even get into the car.

Not near your sister.

'Ah!

Mom!

Dad?

You want to talk?

We haven't talked in a long time, dad.

A father must punish his son.

A father must punish his son when he is wrong.

fuck you! Can you hear me?

fuck you!

A father must always punish his son.

Dad?

Henry?

You piece of shit!

Piece of shit!

You should have been in that shitty car!

You were supposed to die! You!

Open up!

Please!

Punish him.

Please open me!

Punish him.

Dad?

Henry?

Dad?

Dad...

Dad's not here.

And now it's your business.

- Help! - Do you want to know what I'm doing to you now?

I'll cut off your fingers so we can see if you're still talking big.

fuck you!

Oh yes?

Dad! What are you doing?

Enough!

Stop it!

What the fuck are you waiting for?

Please, stop! I beg you! - Shoot!

- Shoot! ' Dad!

Enough!

Enough! Enough!

I hate you.

I hate you!

I hate you!

I hate you!

I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!

I hate you.