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[COW MOOS]

[CHEERY MUSIC]

[CHEERY ACCORDION MUSIC]

[CAR ENGINE STARTS]

[ENGINE REVS]

[TYRE SCREECHES]

Here you go, bello.

You'll be home for dinner tonight, no?

I don't know, Ma.

But I make your favourite - lasagne.

You're the best, Ma.

But I can't. I have to work late tonight.

Ciao.

Ciao, Nonno.

Yeah, ciao, eh.

Aspetta! Wait.

Your lunch.

Thanks, Ma.

Ciao, bello.

I call you later, OK?

See ya, Ma.

Drive carefully.

See you home for dinner.

[HONKS HORN]

[JAUNTY MUSIC]

[DEAN MARTIN SINGS] ♪ How lucky can one guy be?

♪ I kissed her and she kissed me

♪ Like a fellow once said, "Ain't that a kick in the head?"

♪ The room was completely black

♪ I hugged her and she hugged back

♪ Like the sailor said, quote, "Ain't that a hole in a boat?"

♪ My head keeps spinnin'

♪ I go to sleep, I keep grinnin'

♪ If this is just the beginnin'

♪ My life is gonna be beautiful

♪ I've sunshine enough to spread

♪ It's just like the fella said

♪ Tell me quick, "Ain't love a kick in the head?"

♪ Like the sailor said, quote, "Ain't that a hole in a boat?"

♪ My head keeps spinnin'

♪ I go to sleep, I keep grinnin'

♪ If this is just the beginnin'

♪ My life is gonna be beautiful

♪ She's telling me we'll be wed

♪ She's picked out a king-sized bed

♪ I couldn't feel any better or I'd be sick... ♪

Good morning, handsome.

Stacey.

WOMAN: Hey, Rocky.

♪ Oh, ain't love a kick... ♪

- Rocky! - MAN: Yo, Rocco!

♪ Tell me quick Ain't love a kick... ♪

- Yeah! Whoo! - The man!

- ♪ In the head? ♪

Stacey, set up the boardroom.

ROCCO: Eat up, guys. Enjoy. Enjoy.

This is what I call morning tea.

I wish my wife could cook like this.

What you talking about, Davo? She cooks a mean baked beans on toast.

She should open her own restaurant.

Those Vegemite sandwiches - fantastic.

Bollywood's right - the way she cuts them into little triangles for you.

So cute.

- Today's listings. - Thank you.

Don't forget, Rocky, that the new girl starts on Monday.

She hot?

ROCCO: What new girl?

From Stokes and Whitlock. Biggest sales record this year.

- ROCCO: You're kidding me. - DAVO: No.

- She used to work for Larry Stokes? - Uh-huh.

[GROANING]

I hate that guy.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna go tell Theo to stick his new girl. We don't need her.

- We could use her for something. - Yep.

Find out if she's hot!

You are such a dick.

You love it.

Let's face it, Rocky, I mean, let's face it,

sales have been down all year.

We need her.

Theo! Come on, we've been working our arses off here.

It's bad enough the market's in a slump,

you've gotta bring this girl in?

Exactly. And she has good connections in the area.

And she's a workhorse.

And your mamma's balls smell good.

But she used to work for Larry Stokes.

Yeah. Don't you love it?

We'll show that idiot... [GRUNTS]

Look, Rocky, this will have no effect on you becoming a partner.

You're one of the best I got.

If sales improve, we'll all benefit - all of us -

except Nisho and Anton and Davo.

But the rest of us will benefit.

You think?

Of course. It'll be great.

Hey...

Is she hot?

Ooh, yeah. Very.

Ahh.

Yeah. Oh, yeah.

Ooh.

Aspetta!

MAMMA: Vera!

[SINGS] ♪ You do what you gotta do

♪ Do what you gotta do Do what you gotta do

♪ Do what you

♪ Do what you gotta do Do what you gotta do... ♪

- Boys. - Roc.

Cheers.

Get up and sing a song, Roc.

Nah, nah, not tonight. Not in the mood.

Come on! Roc, for the boys!

♪ Baby, I woke up this morning

♪ And I was alone in my bed

♪ You said you worked late this evening

♪ But you went and kissed her instead

♪ It's not easy, baby, letting go... ♪

I guess I could do one song.

Just the one.

MAN: Put your hands together for Mr Rocco Pileggi.

ANTON: Go, Rocky!

[SINGS] ♪ Like a flower bending in the breeze

♪ Bend with me

♪ Sway with ease... ♪

He's sweet.

♪ When we dance you'll have a way with me

♪ Stay with me

♪ Sway with me

♪ Other dancers may be on the floor

♪ Dear, but my eyes will see only you

♪ Only you have that magic technique... ♪

What's this guy doing selling real estate?

I don't know.

♪..I go weak

♪ I can hear the sound of violins... ♪

I'm gonna go get a drink.

♪ Long before it begins... ♪

He's really good.

He's really cool.

He keeps looking at her.

♪ Sway me smooth, sway me now... ♪

Hi. Can I just get a sauvignon blanc, please?

- G'day. - Hi.

What's your name?

- Pardon? - What's your name?

Thank you.

- Er, Katie. - That's a beautiful name, Katie.

♪ When the marimba rhythm starts to play... ♪

You drink wine, Katie?

Yeah, I do. Right now.

Classy.

I like women who drink wine.

♪ Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore

♪ Hold me close, sway me more

♪ Sway me smooth, sway me now. ♪

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]

Rocco Pileggi, everyone. Give him a round of applause.

ANTON: Alright! Whoo!

- Hey. Beautiful. - That's my boy.

ROCCO: Oh, thanks, fellas.

Beautiful! Have a drink, have a drink.

ROCCO: Thanks.

Man, she is cute.

She keeps looking at you.

Really?

Nah, not really.

You know what? I should go over and talk to her.

What about the dude?

What dude?

Thank you.

So, what do you think tonight could hold?

Patricia, right?

Wow, long time no see.

I believe her name's Katie, mate.

That's what I said - Katie.

Hi. I haven't seen you in a while.

Way too long.

We're, um... we're just gonna catch up.

I don't know you, do I?

You looked bored.

I'm Rocky.

That could be my boyfriend.

I'm lucky he wasn't.

So that was some performance up there.

Oh, thanks. It was nothing.

You do it professionally?

Me? No. Only on Friday nights.

Right. That how you pick up the girls?

Sing to them and they fall in love?

[SPEAKS ITALIAN]

You know, if you're into architecture,

you should really come and see where I live.

Really?

[LAUGHS] I don't think so.

Oh. It's not an excuse to get you back to my place or anything.

I'm just saying, like...

[PHONE RINGS]

Sorry. Excuse me.

Ma. Is everything OK?

Rocco, you coming home for dinner? I just finished a beautiful lasagne.

Ma, I told you I'm busy tonight.

What's that noise?

You in a ristorante?

Don't eat that rubbish!

Ma, I gotta go, OK? I'll talk to you tomorrow.

OK. Ta-ta.

- Ciao. Ciao. - Yeah, ta-ta.

[CHUCKLES]

Important client. Yeah.

Sorry, what were we saying?

Oh, that's right, you were coming back to my place.

Uh-huh.

[BOTH LAUGH]

[LAUGHS] You shouldn't be doing this.

Wow, it's a big house.

Yep.

You must be really proud.

Yeah, it's a... it's a Niccolini design.

But I did the interior.

- Shall we? - Yeah.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Wow, this is really nice.

I'm glad you like it.

Er, let me show you the bedroom.

[LAUGHS] I'm not that drunk.

Let me show you the kitchen.

[CLEARS THROAT, LAUGHS NERVOUSLY]

Er, would you like a glass of wine?

- Er, yeah, sure. - Great.

OK. What have we got here?

Oh. This is the one.

A Nebbiolo from the King Valley.

Just, er... get, er...

...a couple of glasses.

[GRUNTS] Just...

Just get that open.

You're gonna love this.

It's, er..."warm, uncompromising

"and the vines straddle the third..."

- Ohh. - Oh!

It's OK.

- I'm... I'm sorry. - It's fine.

I'll just get something to clean that up.

Yeah.

[TANGO MUSIC]

I can never remember where I put things.

I'll just, er...

[CLATTERING]

KATIE: Oh!

Oh. Um...

I'll... I'll get that later.

Er, un spugna.

Yeah. This will do.

Just wipe that up for you.

This really soaks it up.

Just, um... er...

You hungry?

Yeah.

[LAUGHS NERVOUSLY]

That was some spicy curry.

Mmm, it was nice.

So...

Big couch, huh?

Yeah, I like a big couch.

Yeah, you can really stretch out.

Actually, I like sleeping on the couch.

It's good, comfortable.

Mmm-hmm.

I like it.

[PHONE BUZZES]

Are your pants vibrating?

Oh, yeah. It's nothing.

You should probably answer that.

Um, nuh, it's probably the wrong number this time of the night.

ROCCO: I might get that. Um...

Ooh. Ooh.

You know what? I forgot, I have a 7am tomorrow. Big meeting.

KATIE: Right.

ROCCO: Big client. Designing.

That's fine.

I've actually got a really early morning myself so I'll head off.

Yeah.

Sorry.

Wanna walk me out?

- Sure. - OK.

Sorry.

[GENTLE MUSIC PLAYS SOFTLY]

[SNORES]

MAN ON TV: I need some tomatoes. Let's see if Mr...

He has got hothouse tomatoes

because this time of the year the ground's still too cold

for growing tomatoes...

[SWITCHES TV OFF]

Put them back! I'm still watching!

[GENTLE MUSIC AND COMMENTARY RESUMES]

Papa, go to bed.

MAN ON TV: Buongiorno. Bene, bene...

ROCCO: Um, I'll get that for you.

I'll call you.

Oh, your number! I didn't get... I didn't get your number!

Idiot!

Shit!

[GRUNTS] Get... get in.

There.

- [CAT YOWLS] - Huh?

[FARTS] Ooh!

[FARTS] Ohh! Bloody curry.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Ooh!

[FARTS] Ohhh.

[CLOCK TICKS]

[SIGHS]

[FARTS] Ooh.

Ooh!

Aargh!

Ma! You scared the hell out of me.

What are you doing up?

I was worry.

You must be work so hard.

Ma, you don't have to wait up for me, OK?

That's alright.

You want something to eat?

[SPEAKS ITALIAN]

Ma, it's 3:00 in the morning.

Oh, OK, bello, you go to bed.

[SNIFFS]

What's that smell?

I don't smell anything.

Girls' profumo.

[SPEAKS ITALIAN]

What?! [SPEAKS ITALIAN]

It's nothing. It's probably a toilet air freshener from the office.

- Are you sure, Rocco? - I'm sure, Ma.

- You sure?! - Ma, goodnight.

OK, bello, you go to bed.

I make you some breakfast for later.

Buonanotte.

Ma... Papa!

Go to bed!

[SPEAKS ITALIAN]

[CROSSLY] Oof! Ugh!

It stinks here.

[FART]

- BOY: Smile! - MAN: Whoo!

Just look at this. Che bella lasagne. [LAUGHS]

Mario! Not in front of the boy.

MARIO: It no matter. He's gotta learn.

Isn't that right, Rocco?

- [MARIO LAUGHS] - Rocco, come in.

How much you gonna have?

- MAMMA: One? Two? - MARIO: Bit more?

[JAUNTY MUSIC]

You're late.

I don't care who it is, I just want it moved.

- What are you talking about? - Someone's in my car spot.

Must be the new girl.

[CLEARS THROAT]

You played me.

Oh, er... I can explain.

Save the bullshit. Interior designer, my arse.

Er...

Hey, Roc, your mother's here.

- Hello! - [SPEAKS ITALIAN] Bella!

Great! Let's break for morning tea.

MAMMA: Ooh, the office looking very nice today.

DAVO: Hey, Mrs Pileggi, what have you got for us today?

Er... I'll be right back.

[MAMMA AND COLLEAGUES SPEAK INDISTINCTLY]

DAVO: I love it!

[MAMMA SPEAKS ITALIAN]

Very nice.

DAVO: This is fantastic.

Rocco! You forget your lunch!

Ma, I have a lunch meeting with a client today.

Oh, no, no, it won't go to waste. We'll eat it.

Si, si, eat, eat. Plenty of food.

Rocco, you can have your lunch meeting here.

- Ma, can I talk to you for a second? - Si.

Mrs Pileggi! Good to see you again, signora.

Mwah. Again.

What have we got here? Oh, cannelloni.

Mmm. I love it. What else is there?

MAMMA: I bring some nice antipasto, salami, the prosciutto, grissini.

Mangia, mangia!

This one's speciale. You try this one.

Mmm!

NISHU: Mmm, I love this food.

Now, who is this beautiful girl?

I'm Katie. It's nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you too... Karen.

It's Katie.

- You're not Italian? - No.

That's too bad.

So, do you, um, make Rocky's lunch every day?

His name is Rocco.

And, si, I cook for him every day.

And I guess he still lives at home with you then?

Of course! He's a good boy.

That's funny, I could have sworn he lived in Toorak, on his own.

What's she talking about, Rocco?

Nothing, Ma.

Er, can we talk?

Mrs Pileggi, this is buonissimo.

What is it? It's like moussaka but different.

It's my speciale eggplant parmigiana.

Really? It's beautiful, like you. I love it.

You are nice Greek boy.

Look, we were both a little drunk the other night.

Doesn't excuse the fact that you lied to me.

Well, it kind of just happened.

It kind of just happened that you took me to someone else's place

that you were selling and pretended was yours?

I'd say that's premeditated.

It's not like I was gonna kill you or... or anything.

So, you're OK that we, er, you know...

I don't know what you're talking about.

Didn't we, er...

- Not that I know of. - Oh.

We did, er... but we didn't...

Oh, for God's sake, it was a kiss. Get over it.

OK.

What's the matter, bello?

Er, nothing, Ma. Just watching.

What for?

What if I have to move out?

One day.

Why? You find a girlfriend?

No, it's not that.

You no like being at home here with Mamma.

Oh, no, of course I'm happy, Ma.

I'm... I'm just saying...

You can stay here even after you marry, no?

Ma, what are you doing?!

How many times do I have to tell you? No pleats on the jeans, Ma!

Flat. Flat.

Please.

OK, bello.

Whatever you like.

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello, Rocky speaking.

KATIE: Oh, hey, Rocky, it's Katie. Can you talk?

Katie from...?

KATIE: Katie Hartley from work?

Oh, Katie.

Whether you like it or not,

Theo's put us both on the Shapoor account as a team.

Shapoor?

No, that... that's been my account for three months now, so...

Hmm, three months?

I'd say that's saying something about

your ability to sell real estate, then, isn't it?

For your information,

selling high-end real estate takes time and patience.

OK?

Look, I'm sorry if I'm being a prick

but this whole thing was a little unexpected -

us, you know, with the...

Don't get me wrong. You have a good reputation.

But I've been in this business longer than you've been drinking soy lattes.

I like you, Rocky, but don't underestimate my ability.

I'll sell this property with or without you.

Er...

[PHONE RINGS]

Excuse me.

Ma, what's the matter?

MAMMA: Rocco, you coming home to eat?

No, Ma, I won't be home for dinner tonight.

- Why not? - I'm in a business meeting!

I make beautiful lasagne for you, Rocco.

- Alright. Yeah, ta-ta. - With your favourite insalata.

- I love you too. Yeah, ta-ta. - I love you.

- What you eat? You'll be hungry... - Ma, I gotta go!

MAMMA: Ciao, Rocco.

I think it's really nice that your mum still does everything for you.

- How old are you again? - [MUFFLED] 35.

- What? - 35.

I'll see you back at the office.

- You don't want a cannoli? - I'm good.

ROCCO: It's good cannoli.

It's fresh.

Mmm. Knuckleheads!

ROCCO: Oh, my God.

What's this? [LAUGHS]

This?

It's a singlet.

What are you... What are you laughing at?

Hey, hey, we Italians invented this, alright?

It's multi-functional -

keeps you warm in winter and absorbs the sweat in summer.

Turns you on, doesn't it?

[LAUGHS LOUDLY]

THEO: Now, this house, this beautiful home,

was built about three years ago, if that.

And as you can see, it has European appliances,

even a walk-in pantry.

Very spacious.

But let's move upstairs, because I know you guys, especially you,

you're gonna love the little overpass.

I call it the passage to heaven.

[FAMILY SPEAKS ASIAN LANGUAGE]

Do you see that? East meets West.

Play meets sleep.

Beautiful, because up here...

Must be the real estate agent.

Five amazing bedrooms all with built-in wardrobes.

And a massive bathroom, and I'm talking massive.

- [LAUGHS] Whoo-hoo! - [GAGS AND SPLUTTERS]

You're choking me. [GROANS]

And this... this here is my favourite room of the house -

the creme de la creme, 'piece of resistance' -

the master bedroom.

This...

...is where it all happens.

Theo!

Oh!

Showing the client the bedroom.

THEO: Rocky, what the hell are you doing?

We've got other clients coming up now.

What the...?

Hey, kid, turn that off.

Look, Daddy.

We can explain everything.

[THEO SPEAKS ASIAN LANGUAGE]

Wong house. Wong time.

- [LAUGHTER] - MAN: That's great.

Have a look! Have a look at it!

- Look at this bit. - Oh, my God.

MAN: Oh, this is mental. This is mental!

- DAVO: Naughty boy. - ANTON: Ooh, ooh.

[LOUD LAUGHTER]

- Er... - STACEY: Oh.

[STACEY CLEARS THROAT]

DAVO: Oh, look who's here.

Yeah!

Whoo!

[ANTON CLAPS]

Go, Rocky!

Rocco Pileggi, in my office now!

[COLLEAGUES MUTTER]

- Oooh. - [CHUCKLES]

Not so good.

- THEO: Shhh! - DAVO: Someone's in trouble.

- ROCCO: I could... - Sit!

What... the hell?!

Theo, I can explain, OK?

And who was that girl?! Because she was amazing.

Was she hot? Why didn't I get a call?

Er... what?

Oh, yeah. Er...

[SHOUTS STERNLY] Rocky, what you did was very wrong!

[NORMAL VOICE] Was that your girlfriend? Can I call her, please?!

Sure. But you're married, yeah?

Yeah, I know. Just fantasising.

Hey!

Why didn't you take her back to your place?

- I live with my mum. - And?

- She's Italian. - So?

If I brought a girl home, I'd have to marry her.

Oh, yeah, Greeks are the same.

Yeah, but, look, I promise, I'll fix this, I swear.

- Nah, it's OK. - You mean you're cool with it?

[LOUDLY] No, I am not COOL with it!

[MUTTERS] The phone has been running hot all morning.

Literally hundreds of people wanna list their homes with us! Hundreds!

I don't know what to say! That's great!

[SHOUTS] Not for you, my good man! Sit down!

Man, looks like Theo's really giving it to him.

So he should.

...this kind of thing can never happen again!

- But you just said it... - Yeesh!

Honestly, you need to relax. Just take some time off.

Maybe you should think about moving out on your own.

Yeah, but what about my accounts, you know?

Katie can do it.

Oh, seriously, Theo, I don't need time off.

I insist!

[LOUDLY] And from now on,

no more hot babes running around in other people's homes.

[MUTTERS] Unless you call me first.

I'm just fantasising again.

STACEY: Hey, Mr Paps.

THEO: Stacey, Shapoor file right away. And coffee, please!

STACEY: You got it.

Shut the door!

[UPBEAT MUSIC]

MAN ON RADIO: Imagine that!

Getting caught with your pants down in someone else's house.

Apparently he's been doing it all over town.

To all of you out there selling your home,

make sure your best sheets are on the bed.

Wouldn't want Rocco shagging on anything less.

We'll be taking calls after this song on 3GPP.

Ah! Rocco Pile-eegee, the porn star.

ROCCO: It's 'Pileggi'.

Mmm.

Quite a publicity stunt you pulled last night.

I hear you have some time on your hands.

You should come and work for us.

What are you doing here, Larry?

Oh, I just came to say hello to Katie.

Yeah, well, she's with us now.

Mmm. Oh, don't worry, she'll come back.

I wouldn't be too sure about that.

No, but seriously, you should ditch Theo.

Come and join the A-team. I'll make it worth your while.

Even throw in a new car.

I like my old car. It's got class.

Mmm.

You think about it, Pill-eggy.

You know where to find me.

So we've got open-plan kitchen, living and dining.

Lovely French doors leading out to an entertaining area

which is also undercover - great for winter.

Beautiful high ceilings. A lot of natural light.

Um, please excuse me. Just have a look around.

WOMAN: Sure.

Well, if it isn't Mr Real Estate himself.

- Yeah, I guess you heard about that. - Mmm.

She was an old girlfriend of mine, you know.

Why are you here, Rocky?

Actually, um, I'm looking for a place.

This looks pretty good. It's a little small.

I need something a bit bigger,

maybe 50 squares, a rumpus room, 3-car garage.

Well, you seemed pretty comfortable here last time.

Look, I've got work to do, so...

Oh, no, Katie, I... I do wanna move out.

That way, next time I could invite you back to my place.

Confident, aren't you?

It'll never happen.

I bet you wouldn't even last a week.

ROCCO: Really?

Alright, then. I'll tell you what.

If I move out this week and I'm still there next week,

then I get to take you out on a real date.

[SCOFFS]

And if I lose, you can have the Shapoor account all to yourself.

What do you say?

Come on. What have you got to lose?

Right.

WOMAN: Excuse me.

I'll be with you guys in just a second.

Yeah, you should check out the bedroom.

Oh, nice, really subtle.

I'm sorry.

Does your mum know you're moving out?

Er, not yet.

And how do you think she's gonna take that?

She's gonna have my balls.

I'll, um... I'll leave you to it.

Yeah, I'd better go break the news.

Mmm. Well, good luck. I'm sure your mum will be just fine.

[SCOFFS] Yeah, she'll be fine.

[GASPS] Call the dottore, the priest.

How can you leave your mamma?

First your papa leave me and now you.

Ma, Dad didn't leave you, he died.

Si! Vedi! I have nothing.

I'm going to be alone!

[HYPERVENTILATES]

I'll call a doctor, Ma.

Call the butcher and cancel the meat order

and see if the fruit shop have got the specials.

You go. Get the Comare Concetta to go with you. She drive you.

How is she, Dr Fernando?

Dr Martinez.

She's had some heart palpitations,

more of an anxiety attack than a heart attack.

Has she had any bad news or been stressed lately?

No. Not that I know of.

OK.

Well, you make sure she gets plenty of rest.

You be good to her. Do the right thing, Rocco.

You don't wanna make things worse.

[QUIET MUTTERING]

Thank goodness she's gonna be alright.

She's my best customer.

Don't worry, Mrs Pileggi, I'll have your osso bucco in on Tuesday.

Now, do you know how they slaughter a cow?

[METAL SCRAPES]

I better go sharpen my knives.

[MAMMA BREATHES HOARSELY]

Rocco, you go.

Mamma will be alright.

I have Nonno.

He won't leave me.

[JAUNTY ITALIAN MUSIC]

Put the sugar?

Yes, I put sugar in. Drink it.

[HOSE GUSHES NEARBY]

Hey, Mrs Cotoletta.

Ciao.

You know we have water restrictions?

Si, Rocco. But I don't want the dust to come inside my house.

Come sta, la mamma?

Yeah, good. Better.

Ah, va bene.

Well, you let me know if you need anything, OK?

Up and down and up and down.

Never across, OK?

Signora, I never thought I'd say it,

but you're better at this than my mum.

What else can you teach me?

You come back tomorrow and I'll teach you how to do the washing.

I no believe.

[SPEAKS ITALIAN] She die last week.

What's going on here?

I teach Rocco how to iron.

What for?

You bloody poofter?

Young people today! Mamma mia.

[BOTH LAUGH]

ANTON: Mmm. Nice. Look at that.

ROCCO: You know what? I have to make a slow transition.

You know, maybe move in with someone, see how it's done.

I don't know, is it... is it easy?

No. It's frickin' hard, man.

Housework is a bitch.

At least you're independent now.

Yeah. Totally... independent.

My mum only comes over twice a week now,

does my washing, ironing, cooks, freezes it for me.

What flavour is that?

Coconut. Yours?

Vanilla.

Hey!

What if I move in with you?

Whoa! Take it easy, brother!

Just for a little while, until I find my own place.

I don't know, man. I'm gonna have to think about it.

What's to think about? It'll be fun!

We'll have some parties. I'll invite some girls over.

- Yeah? - Shit, yeah.

It'll be great. I'll even pay half your rent.

You don't have to do that!

My mum pays my rent. You know, so I can save up to buy my own place.

That's great.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Oh, I have to go.

Hey. So we're good?

Yeah, we're good.

We can move forward?

I would like to move forward.

Great!

Hey, what's your address?

[DRAMATIC GUITAR MUSIC]

[INSTRUMENTAL VERSION OF 'THEME FROM 'ROCKY" PLAYS]

ROCCO: Yes!

You put sugar?

Yes, he put the sugar.

I'm not talk to you. I'm talk to him.

Yes, I put sugar. Two.

Hmm.

It's... uh...

...it's OK.

No, it's, er... it's good.

It's nice.

Rocco Pileggi, you are ready!

Bravo!

Thanks.

[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]

[STEALTHY MUSIC]

Ma, you scared me.

What are you doing?

Nothing.

What you got in your hand?

Oh. What, this?

[SCOFFS] Just some old clothes for St Vinnies.

That's alright, I take for you. I can give to Comare Rosetta.

Oh, that's alright, I can do it, Ma.

- I do. - No, I can do it.

- I do! - Ma! [LAUGHS]

I can take care of it. Yeah.

You don't have to do everything for me.

For the poor.

Bravo.

[MAMMA CHUCKLES]

[SNIFFS]

So that's it? That's all you got?

Yeah. I wanted to take it slow.

This is it? This is your place?

Yeah.

Nice.

I like it.

[SNIFFS]

Man, it stinks of arse in here.

It's leftover souvlaki.

Ah.

- You want some? - No. No, it's good.

So are we gonna have this party tonight or what?

Yeah. Yeah, I guess.

What, just... just a handful of people or...?

Girls mainly.

- Girls? - Girls.

- Just girls? - Mainly.

[DISCO MUSIC PLAYS]

Katie.

- Hi. - Hey.

STACEY: Hello to you too, Rocco.

Stacey.

Congratulations. I hear you made the big move.

Yes, I have. Day one.

- Can I get you a drink? - Sure.

[CLOCK TICKS]

Hey, boys. Having a good time?

Yeah, great, great, great.

NISHU: He's not a bad dancer.

How long have you got?

I have to be home by 1:00. How about you?

Should have been home two hours ago.

Sweet!

That was like a turning point for me, yeah.

And so why real estate, you know? Why not a singer?

Or a designer?

[LAUGHS]

Well, it kind of runs in the family.

Alright, nice big smile, Rocco.

[LAUGHS]

Happy birthday, Rocco!

But I wanted a bike!

Rocco, shut up. We gotta put it for the tax.

Come on.

[SPEAKS ITALIAN]

I had two houses, a factory and a block of land,

and that was before I turned 10.

[LAUGHS]

You know that 15 minutes of laughter burns about 40 calories per day?

Not that you're fat or anything. I'm just... I'm just saying.

It's interesting, don't you think?

I guess.

First night in the apartment and he's gonna get laid.

DAVO: No! Mate, she is out of here any minute, I can tell.

NISHU: Here we go. Davo - expert on relationships.

You want a cannoli?

No, I'm good. You know, I'm actually gonna head off.

ROCCO: No.

The party's just started, you should stay.

I'll see you soon, Rocky.

Well, can I call you?

I don't know.

Why not? We can do dinner.

What do you say?

I had a really nice time tonight.

'Bye.

Me too. I'll call you.

- ROCCO: I can call you, right? - DAVO: You going?!

See ya.

- Bad luck, man. - What happened there?

All good.

- NISHU: Yeah? - Yeah.

Let's party, boys!

ALL: Yeah!

[CLOCK TICKS]

[MAN SNORES]

[GRUNTS]

[GASPS]

Ma! What are you doing here?

My son... is a gay!

[YELPS]

Mum!

Mrs Pileggi? What's going on?

[CLEARS THROAT]

If I lose my best customer, it'll be on your head.

Hey, don't worry, Mrs Pileggi.

I'll have Scotch fillet waiting for you when you feel better, eh?

Hey, Rocco, some people say the best part of a cow is the rump.

Me, I don't care much for rump.

What do you like, Rocco?

Balls? [LAUGHS]

See you, Mrs Pileggi.

Nel nome del Padre, Figlio, Spirito Santo.

Padre, Figlio, Spirito Santo.

You don't understand. My mother thinks I'm gay.

How can I be gay? I'm Italian!

[FRIENDS LAUGH]

I wouldn't laugh. She thinks you're my boyfriend.

[LAUGHS]

Well, he is Greek.

Hey! Half-Greek.

The front half!

DAVO: What are you worried about?

Just bring a girl home and tell your mum that she's your girlfriend.

Are you kidding? Then I'd have to marry her.

Then you can bang her.

Just call one of your exes.

ROCCO: They're all married.

NISHU: No, no, no. What about Katie?

That's a great idea! Yeah, yeah! You know what?

Tell her I want to bring her home for Sunday lunch

so my mum thinks I'm not gay.

You're a genius!

Roc, you might not have a choice.

Give it a go.

Then you can bang her.

[LAUGHS] This guy!

[GOATS BLEAT]

[MAN SPEAKS ITALIAN]

[SPEAKS ITALIAN]

[PHONE RINGS]

- Ciao. Ciao. - Ciao.

Hey, it's Rocco Pileggi!

- ROCCO: Hey, Mr Kats. - Hey, how are you?

I'm glad to hear your mother's feeling better.

Tell her the Scotch fillet's on me this week.

Ah, thanks.

Hey, Rocco?

By the way, I have this cousin of mine.

I think you'd like him. He's a nice guy, good-looking.

He's got a good job, and, uh...

I don't know, I thought maybe you two might, you know... [CLICKS TONGUE]

What... what are you saying?

[CHUCKLES] You know what I'm talking about.

It's OK to be happy.

And gay. [LAUGHS]

[LAUGHS] Um, for your information,

I have a girlfriend.

Yeah, my cousin says that all the time!

No, no - you don't understand.

I'm taking her to my mum's for lunch tomorrow.

[SNIGGERS]

Come on!

I am not gay, OK?

Yeah, OK! Good luck to you. Whatever. Ciao.

No offence to your cousin.

Yeah.

Thanks.

[SHOP BELL TINKLES]

You're never gonna believe this.

- What? - Rocco's getting married.

To a guy?

No, no, no. To a girl.

- Really? - Yeah, yeah.

Are you sure?

Congratulations, Roc. I heard the good news.

By the way, potatoes on special this week. $3 a kilo.

Hey, Roc!

[CRUDELY] Melons!

You know, this is the formal dining room.

Yeah, we never eat in here.

My mum's saving it for when I get married

or if the Pope comes to visit.

[LAUGHS]

MAMMA: I hope you like Italian food.

Oh, I do. I love Italian food.

I love everything Italian.

I'm sure you do.

So, Kylie...

Uh, it's 'Katie', Ma. [CHUCKLES]

You know, Katie's a real estate agent.

One of the best.

And, you know, my son is a gay.

She doesn't know what she's talking about.

Ma, I'm not gay.

OK? And anyway, this is my girlfriend.

Girlfriend?

Well, we're really good friends.

So... you girlfriend or not girlfriend?

- No. - Yes.

My son!

He lies to his mamma.

After everything I do for you.

I give you my blood!

What's she talking about? Whose blood?

NONNO: Puttana!

WHAT did he just call me?

Oh, no. He doesn't know what he's talking about. He's a little loopy.

Oh, no, no. Your nonno, he understand everything, don't you worry.

Oh, Rocky, this is...

- Ma, would you stop embarrassing me? - I am NOT loopy!

[SPEAKS ITALIAN]

[ALL TALK AT ONCE]

ROCCO: Look, I'm really sorry about...

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Oh! I wonder who that could be.

[MUTTERS] I think I should leave.

No, don't worry about it. It'll be fine. Let's just eat.

[LOUDLY] Pepe!

Mwah! Mwah! You made it! Come in.

Oh, and you brought a nice little package!

Everyone, this is my brother-in-law, Pepe.

Rocco, you remember your zio from Italy.

[GASPS]

This is Maria,

Rocco's new fiancee -

his wife-to-be.

MARIA: Nonno!

KATIE: Are you serious?

[LAUGHS] This just keeps getting better and better.

MARIA: Ciao!

I... I swear I don't know what's going on here.

I've never seen this girl before in my life.

Rocco?

This is madness, OK?

Mrs Pileggi, thank you so much for lunch.

Rocco, good luck with the wedding plans.

Uh... Um... [LAUGHS AWKWARDLY]

Uh, Katie, wait up.

Please!

Rocco!

- PEPE: Rocco! - Katie!

[SWEEPING MUSIC]

Do you, Rocco Pileggi,

take Maria Mezzapatata

to be your lawfully wedded wife?

I do.

And do you, Maria Mezzapatata,

take Rocco Pileggi to be your lawfully wedded husband?

Si, I do.

I pronounce you husband and wife.

You may now kiss the bride.

[BOTH SCREAM]

[GASPS]

Maria?

Is that you?

Maria!

[LAUGHS] Hey.

How you doing?

Oh, that's right - you don't speak English.

No.

Grazie.

Wow!

You did all this?

Really... really nice.

[CLEARS THROAT]

You're really hot.

We're not cousins, are we?

Ah.

It's a shame.

'Cause you're really sexy.

[SPEAKS ITALIAN]

[GASPS] Pepe, look!

It looks like Rocco and Maria are getting along.

PEPE: Ah, they make for nice couple, eh?

I hope they marry soon.

I think big wedding?

No, no, no, no. Small.

Just close family.

Only... 800 people.

[MAMMA WHISPERS]

[BOTH SPEAK INDISTINCTLY]

[PHONE RINGS]

Oh! [LAUGHS AWKWARDLY]

Oh, I'll just get that.

Theo.

Rocco! Hi, how are you?

Uh, look, I've been thinking,

and I think it's time for you to get back to work.

- Really? - Yeah, really.

I need you on that, um... Shapoor account ASAP.

Oh, Theo, that's great! Thank you. I'll be there soon.

Good, good.

Hey... good as gold...

We'll get it sold.

[LAUGHS] Love it.

'Bye.

- Yia sou. - Ti kanis.

- Ciao. - Yeah.

[HANGS UP] Yes!

I'm going back to work.

Lavoro.

Oh, great, um, breast-fast.

Thanks.

MAN: Pearlman residence.

Mrs Pearlman, please. Rocco Pileggi.

Theo, I've got this.

Yeah, I know.

But Mr Shapoor's been talking to Larry Stokes

and Larry's guaranteed him an extra 100 grand.

Listen, I'm perfectly capable of handling this account...

Shh!

WOMAN: Yes?

- Mrs Pearlman? Yes, how are you? - Good.

When are you gonna leave that old husband of yours

and run away with me?

When I get that new big bedroom!

I know, I know! What a wardrobe!

- So, what's the latest? - Mrs Pearlman...

- Did you get the price? - Yes... almost there.

We just need Mr Pearlman to chip in a little extra.

- How much? - Not much.

200.

- Dollars? - Thousand.

- Hang on. - I'll hold.

[WHISTLES]

- Rocco? - Yep?

- 150. - 150?

Mrs Pearlman, start packing those boxes.

Wonderful!

- ROCCO: OK, then. - 'Bye!

OK, bye-bye!

THEO: Oh, yeah! You the man!

Rocky's back!

I knew you could do it! Always good with the ladies.

Stacey, get the champagne. Katie, talk to Shapoor.

- Tell him it's as good as gold... - Katie, wait up.

- COLLEAGUES: Got it sold! - That's what I'm talking about!

Katie! Katie, wait up.

[ANTON LAUGHS]

Katie...

Look, I'm really sorry about the other day, OK?

I didn't mean to drag you into all this.

I was just trying to prove to my mum that I wasn't gay

and that I'd found someone... a girl.

What is it with you and your mother?

It's complicated, OK?

My mum was devastated when my dad died.

He was everything to her.

And now... I'm all she has.

And my... crazy grandfather.

Well, I don't know what to say, Rocky.

Let me make it up to you, OK?

Let me cook you dinner.

[SIGHS] You or your mother?

Me.

At Anton's place this Friday night.

My mum doesn't do everything for me.

OK, almost everything.

But I'm learning.

I can iron now!

[POP!]

Yeah! Larry Stokes can stick it!

[ALL LAUGH]

Let's go.

Mmm!

Mmm, that smells good.

So all I have to do now is pop this in the oven, yeah?

Yes, but don't forget to put the bechamel on the top

and then the parmigiano.

ROCCO: Nice!

Oh, I love fica.

I gotta fica. Olive.

Uh, castagno, limone.

But this one... this one here...

[SIGHS PROUDLY]

You know, my goats would love this grass.

I put in... chicken fertiliser.

- No! - Si.

- No. - Si!

Anyway, come in for coffee.

Oh, no, no, no. We no wanna make a disturbo.

No disturbo me, signora.

My wife fa coffee.

Eh, va bene.

You really know how to spread it, Mrs Cotoletta.

This is my piccolo giardino.

Ah, you've got finocchio.

- Oh, I love finocchio. - Ah, me too!

Everybody love finocchio!

This one here...

This pick up Rai Internazionale direct from Roma.

- No! - Si.

- No. - Si!

Must be expensive.

No, no, I no pay nothing.

My nephew Gino, she put in for me.

You think he can do for me?

Si, signora, but you pay cash, eh?

Cash? We can do for cash money.

Bravo, bravo.

Oh, Giovanna! Fa coffee!

[BOTH SPEAK ITALIAN]

Rocco, please! Don't stick your finger in it!

That's really moist.

Oh, look!

Don't worry, I fix you up.

[CHATTER INDISTINCTLY]

Little bit salty.

- Yeah? - Mm-hm.

Go on, take off your pants. I clean you up.

Oh, no, that's OK, Mrs Cotoletta. No, that's alright...

- Oh... - Rocco! What you do for here?

Oh... oh, Ma...

It... It's not what it looks like.

BOTH: Puttana!

I not believe!

Don't you have a date with Rocky tonight?

I'm the secretary. I know everything.

[SIGHS]

I don't know if I'm even gonna go.

Well, you can't just stand him up.

He's got issues.

I know.

- He's got big issues. - Huge.

But, you know, you gotta take the good with the bad, right?

[SIGHS] What about if the bad outweighs the good?

Hmm.

He'll be devastated.

He was really nervous about tonight.

Really?

Mmm.

Have fun.

[TANGO MUSIC]

Food.

[SNIFFS]

Ahh!

Ohh!

- [PHONE RINGS] - [SIGHS]

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

Mrs Cotoletta? It's Rocky.

[SIGHS] Rocco, I'm sorry. I can't help you anymore.

What do you mean you can't help me?

Please, Mrs Cotoletta...

No-one's gonna find out!

Hello?

It's alright.

She hung up on me!

Man! What have you done in here? It smells like burnt rat!

Oh, what am I gonna do?

She's gonna be here any minute!

Who? Maria?

No, Katie! I'm cooking her dinner.

[LAUGHS] What were you thinking?

All I had to do was heat the bloody thing up.

No shit! Why didn't you tell me?

I would have got my mum to whip up something for you!

[DOORBELL RINGS]

- Too late. You're screwed. - Hey, wait, wait!

Let me get it.

OK, but hurry. I have to go.

- Hey! - Hi!

Hey!

Um... everything OK?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah. All good.

Well, I kind of double-booked the apartment.

Anton's entertaining tonight.

Sorry, guys. Love to chat but I have to go.

Hot date.

Be good! Enjoy the food.

[ROCCO LAUGHS NERVOUSLY]

OK.

Truth is I somehow managed to destroy dinner tonight.

- Oh. - Maybe we should get some take-out.

Come on. It can't be that bad.

Here. This will help it go down better.

At least you tried!

Wait till you taste my tiramisu!

I can't wait!

ROCCO: You use finger biscuits... [LAUGHS]

You dip them in coffee and some liqueur,

and then you layer it up with a bit of mascarpone cheese and chocolate.

KATIE: Mmm!

That was so good!

I can tell. You've eaten, like, half the tray.

Oh, I like that in a woman.

So tell me, Rocco Pileggi...

...have you really moved in here

or are you using Anton's place to impress me?

To be honest, I'm making a slow transition.

I'm about 80% of the way.

So you could say I'm slowly trying to impress you.

Is it working?

Let me show you something.

KATIE: Ohh!

You were so cute!

[CHUCKLES]

Is that your car?

Actually, it's my dad's.

He bought it when he got married.

It's not the most reliable car, but...

...I haven't got the heart to sell it.

Is that your dad?

ROCCO: He was a musician.

Played with some of the best performers in the village.

[LAUGHS] You didn't tell me he was famous!

Oh, he could have been.

He did record some stuff.

Would you like to hear it?

I'd love to.

Great.

SONG: ♪ Prima di te

♪ I was a boy telling lies... ♪

So, what's your story?

What's to know?

Big family.

One of 12 kids.

Get outta here! You're not even Italian.

[LAUGHS] I'm number seven.

Middle child.

I was always trying to prove myself.

I still am, I guess.

Not to me you don't.

KATIE: So tell me...

What time do you need to be back home tonight?

Tonight? Hmm.

Tonight might be the end of my little transition.

I figure as long as I'm home to meet Mum for breakfast tomorrow morning,

I'll be fine.

♪ When I fell in love with you

♪ I can't go back

♪ Has time stood still?

♪ Now I forget

♪ Prima di te... ♪

[BIRDS WARBLE]

[YAWNS]

[SCREAMS]

Aargh!

[BOTH SCREAM]

ROCCO: What's the matter?

[BOTH SCREAM]

ANTON: What's going on?

[WOMEN SCREAM]

You must be Maria.

My name is Anton.

It's very nice to meet you.

ANTON: So, uh...

...what's for breakfast?

She alright?

Oh, yeah. Yeah, she'll be alright. Happens all the time.

Mmm.

This isn't gonna affect things between us, is it?

Get your life together, Rocky.

Hope you make the right decision.

I really do.

Katie...

Rocco!

[MAMMA SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]

...and then call the priest.

[WHIMPERS NOISILY]

SONG: ♪ But I don't want your pity

♪ Or your sympathy

♪ Just make up your

♪ Mind

♪ You got the best of me

♪ Come on and take the rest of me, yeah

♪ Could be a foolish thing to lose it all

♪ Take my heart and take my soul

♪ I wanna know you want it all... ♪

Sorry, Theo. It just isn't working out.

Look, uh, Katie...

I'd really love you to stay.

Are you sure you wanna go back to Larry's?

Yep.

'Bye.

So that's it? You're leaving just like that?

It's complicated,

what with Rocky, his mum, the Italian girl.

I think it's just better for everyone if I go.

What about Rocco?

What about him?

He's a lost cause. He's probably home with his mother right now.

'Bye, Stace.

♪ Take my heart and my soul I wanna know you want it all

♪ You want it

♪ All. ♪

[SIGHS]

Rocco, what are you doing?

That's it, Ma. I've had enough.

I'm leaving.

Where are you going?

Ma, I need my space.

[SCOFFS] Space! Plenty space here!

I know Maria and Zio Pepe here, ma plenty space for everyone.

No, Ma. Space away from you.

I'm moving out for good.

Rocco, you can't leave me now.

Who's gonna look after you?

Wait till you and Maria get married,

and then you can move out together.

Are you nuts? She's my cousin!

Ma, you have to let me go.

Let me live my own life.

Let me choose someone I want.

Who do you want to marry? Kelly?

It's Katie, Ma.

Katie, Kelly...

She's not Italian.

Ma, please!

I know you're lonely without Papa...

...but we all have to move on.

I can't be a big mamma's boy forever.

OK?

I have to do my own cooking now.

Do you understand?

It was that puttana from across the road.

It's all her fault.

Ma, would you stop? It's no-one's fault.

Look, I'll come and visit every other day, OK?

Rocco... Please don't go!

[SOBS]

PEPE: Teresa.

Please, Rocco!

[SOBS] Rocco!

[BIRDS WARBLE]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]

Bravo!

Bravo.

Vieni. Sit.

When I met your nonna,

God bless her soul,

she was the only single woman in the village.

So I had no choice.

But we make do.

You have a choice, Rocco.

You are doing the right thing, my boy.

Don't be afraid to let go.

Your mamma will be fine.

Now, go find your girlfriend before it's too late!

[ROCCO CHUCKLES]

Go with your heart, figlio mio.

Go with your heart.

SONG: ♪ If you leave me now

♪ You'll take away the biggest part... ♪

Katie. Uh, it's Rocco.

Um, look, I'm really sorry.

I really need to talk to you, so... call me.

Please.

It's Rocco.

I think I said that already.

♪ You'll take away the very heart of me

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh, no

♪ Baby, please don't go

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh, girl

♪ I just want you to stay... ♪

You know what? I want Theo Pap smeared all over this town.

- She's gone. - Where?

I don't know, but she packed all her stuff up

and left about half an hour ago.

Let her go, Rocky.

Theo, tell me where she's gone.

You do NOT wanna go there. It'll get messy.

Messy's good. I'm an expert at messy.

Auction. Larry Stokes.

Stokes!

Hurry up! It starts in 15 minutes.

Laverne Street!

I'll come with ya, man!

Let's go. Uh, where's my phone?

Keys? Where's my keys? Where's the keys?

You drive. No, I'll drive! I'll drive.

- ROCCO: There she is. - ANTON: I hate that guy!

What are you gonna do?

Get her back.

STOKES: The schools, the cafe culture,

all within easy walking distance.

So don't walk away from this auction today, ladies and gentlemen,

asking yourself the question "Why didn't I have a go?

"Why didn't I put my hand up?

- "Why aren't I the proud owner..." - [WHISPERS] Katie!

- "..Of number 87 Laverne Street..." - Psst!

- Katie! - "..In beautiful, leafy Ivanhoe?"

We're here, ladies and gentleman, with this man at $860,000.

At 860,000. I'm looking for a rise of 20. Anyone?

And I have it now. Thank you, sir, and welcome to the bidding.

Ladies and gentlemen,

this man looks like he knows a good deal when he sees one.

We're here, ladies and gentlemen, with this man in the black

at $880,000.

At $880,000. Do I have 900?

At $880,000. Do I have 900, anyone?

And I have it now. I'm back with you, sir, at 900,000.

920.

That's the way, sir.

What the hell are you doing, man?

We're here at $920,000.

- 940. - And 40.

- 50. - And 50. $950,000.

But, sir, can you afford it?

[CROWD TITTERS]

At $950,000, we're here.

980.

That's what I'm talking about, ladies and gentlemen.

Some real real-estate action.

Sir, I think I can smell your caffe latte brewing from here.

And what might you be having with it, sir?

A focaccia, perhaps, with maybe some pesto

or some prosciutto?

At $980,000 for the first call.

For the second call.

ROCCO: 1 million...

...dollars.

Now we have a show on our hands, ladies and gentlemen.

Dude, you just bid a million dollars!

Yeah, I did.

Do you have a million dollars?

No!

1 million and 20 thousand.

- 30. - 50!

At $1,050,000,

for the first call.

For the second call.

[SPAGHETTI WESTERN MUSIC]

[GUNSHOT, BELL TOLLS]

1.1 million.

Are you still in it, sir?

Come on, sir. Don't let him take it from you.

Not him!

I'll take your rises at 1,000 if that helps.

Sir, I'm just going to confirm with you that the bid is at $1.1 million.

For the first call.

For the second call.

Are we all done?

We're all out, we're all silent?

Sold to the Mexican in black.

[LAUGHS HAPPILY]

Dude, you're screwed!

KATIE: Good job, sir.

STOKES: He's screwed.

- Katie... - STOKES: Rocco.

I'm impressed. Congratulations.

You see, I told you she'd come back.

Uh, Rocco, are you sure you don't wanna join us?

Katie?

[MICROPHONE WHINES]

Katie, don't go.

Please, just come back.

I wanna be with you.

Tell her you love her.

[CROWD LAUGHS]

WOMAN: What is he doing?

I... I just wanna say that...

When I'm with you, I just feel like...

Sing her a song, man!

What song?

- DAVO: Make it up, Rocco. - That's it, Roc. Make one up.

[SINGS] ♪ Oh, Katie

♪ You drive me crazy

♪ I'd like to take you out tonight

♪ Can I take you for a ride?

♪ We could fly down to Torino

♪ Or take a gondola ride... ♪

Tell her you want to take her out to dinner, you idiot!

♪ Let's stop off for a pizza

♪ At Casa Napoli

♪ Or try a glass of chianti in

♪ Sunny Sicily... ♪

You always manage to put on quite a show, Rocco Pileggi.

It's all for you, Katie Hartley.

You know, I didn't realise it until you came along,

but you were right.

I can be my own man

and still have my mum's lasagne.

At my place.

With you.

What do you think?

CROWD: Yeah!

He's a bit of a mamma's boy.

- True. - That's true.

Oh... oh, no, I can cook now.

[ALL CHEER]

You're crazy, you know that?

You love it.

ANTON: That's the way, Rocky!

MAN: Go, Rocco!

MAN 2: She wants you bad, mate!

Will you come back to work?

Yeah.

Shit, yeah! Mmm!

THEO: Yes! We are the A-team!

[WOMAN SINGS IN ITALIAN]

Katie!

- I'm in here! - You beat me home.

How was your day?

Better now.

[PHONE RINGS]

Hey, Ma.

Rocco, you coming over for dinner?

Hang on a second.

We going to my mum's for dinner tonight?

Roc, we ate there last night.

She's already cooked. What do you want me to do?

Alright.

No worries, Ma. We'll be there soon.

OK, bello. Don't be late.

Ciao!

- You ready? - Yeah.

Hey! ALL: Hey!

ANTON: Rocco!

You made it!

You're going to love my lasagne, Katie.

I'm sure I will, Mrs Pileggi.

Please. Call me Mamma.

ANTON: You... are... so... sexy.

You... are... so... sexy.

[LAUGHS]

ANTON: Now, that's what I'm talking about!

A toast, everyone.

To life,

love,

and lasagne.

Bellissimo!

- MAMMA: Salute! - MARIA: Che bello!

[JAZZY INTRO]

SONG: ♪ I'm a big mamma's

♪ A big mamma's boy

♪ I'm a big mamma's

♪ A big mamma's boy

♪ I'd like to take you out tonight

♪ Can I take you for a ride?

♪ We could fly down to Torino

♪ Or take a gondola ride

♪ I'll meet you at the piazza

♪ In my suit and tie

♪ But there's one thing I can't do

♪ I can't take you home tonight

♪ 'Cause I'm a big

♪ Mamma's

♪ A big mamma's boy

♪ I'm a big mamma's

♪ A big mamma's boy

♪ I'm a big mamma's

♪ A big mamma's boy

♪ Let's stop off for a pizza

♪ At Casa Napoli

♪ Or try a glass of chianti in

♪ Sunny Sicily

♪ I've heard this time of year

♪ Roma's quite a sight

♪ But there's one place we can't go

♪ I can't take you home tonight

♪ 'Cause I'm a big

♪ Mamma's

♪ A big mamma's boy

♪ I'm a big mamma's

♪ A big mamma's boy

♪ I'm a big mamma's

♪ A big mamma's boy

♪ 'Cause he's a big

♪ Mamma's

♪ A big mamma's boy

♪ He's a big

♪ Mamma's

♪ A big mamma's boy

♪ Big

♪ Mamma's

♪ Boy!

♪ I'd like to take you out tonight

♪ Can I take you for a ride?

♪ We could fly down to Torino

♪ Or take a gondola ride

♪ I've heard this time of year

♪ Roma's quite a sight

♪ But there's one place we can't go

♪ I can't take you home tonight

♪ 'Cause I'm a big

♪ Mamma's

♪ A big mamma's boy

♪ I'm a big mamma's

♪ A big mamma's boy

♪ I'm a big mamma's

♪ A big mamma's boy. ♪

[SPEAKS ITALIAN]