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Why do you think you've got Lyme disease, Monk?

The other day I was in the woods...

and now I have all the symptoms.

And they are?

Intense fatigue, tingling in the legs,

anxiety... and I have a black spot on my back.

Did you walk through the woods naked?

I never walk naked.

Then you're not really at risk.

Ticks nestle on the skin, not through fabric.

First it was AIDS,

then prostate cancer,

and now Lyme disease.

Have you ever thought that nothing is wrong with your?

Could you maybe still take a look at that spot?

That's a mole.

- A dysplastic mole? - Just a mole.

Dad?

Mom?

- What are we going to eat, Mom? - No idea.

- What do you mean: no idea? - Like I said, no idea.

But, Mom, we always eat at this time.

Today it's different, honey.

Joni?

I know who you are.

Mom is protesting.

She's acting weird. She didn't make supper.

- Where is the food? - Hi, Joni.

- What's going on, Maria? I'm hungry. - Me too.

Why isn't there food? I'm hungry!

We are not eating shit today. And do you know why?

Because I've had enough. Enough. Enough!

I'm sick of cooking.

Making sure you're getting enough vegetable each day. I've had enough!

You know what. Tomorrow, Monk is cooking...

The day after you cook...

And Fabian...

- ...later. - You're crazy, Maria.

This whole house is nuts.

Get out of the closet, prick.

Oh no!

Monk!

- Monk! - Yes?

Come here!

Why?

Because!

Where are you?

In the bathroom, stupid!

How can your pubes be blond?

Come on, freak!

- You called me! - Not to look at my pubes.

I wasn’t looking, they were showing.

Tell dad it's still leaking here.

- Why don't you? - Because I don't talk to him anymore.

- And for how long? - As long as I like.

Isn't that a bit childish?

Childish? Giorgia Mick Jagger didn't talk to her dad for 5 months.

- Mick Jagger was on drugs. - Whatever! Just tell him.

You're taking too long!

Dad?

Was he at home?

Sexy? Too sexy?

Well?

Are you wearing a push-up?

- No. - Will you keep your bra on?

Maybe.

Are you sure?

With Frederick.

Yes.

It'll hurt a lot.

Are you shaved?

Yes. Aren't you?

It's like you're a 12 year old.

Where are you going to do it?

- Captain's room? - No.

Look who's there!

Lita's little brother

Stay away from me.

Else what?

What are we doing?

What do you want?

Against the wall!

- You like coke? - No, don't! Don't!

Let me go!

What the fuck are you doing here?

- What did you do to your hair? - You shouldn't lose your virginity to Frederick.

- What are you talking about? - Joni, I mean it, don't do it.

Were you in the girls' bathroom? Pervert!

This is for Joni, this one for you and this for me.

Chicken or veal?

Don't paint your nails at the table.

I said don't paint your nails at the table.

"It gives me a headache."

Don't paint your nails at the table.

Chicken or veal?

I'm vegetarian.

- Since when? - Since now.

Just eat it, Joni.

You need B12, you're still growing.

Freak!

- Shall I bring dad something? - Yes, okay.

Fabian has a visitor.

- In his closet? - Yes, from his shrink.

How do you know that?

Because Fabian's shrink is Ava's dad.

So Ava's father tells everyone that he's your father's shrink?

Everyone knows that dad lives in a fucking broom closet.

It's not a broom closet but a piece of art, he's only staying there.

He's fucking crazy.

No, your father is not crazy.

Indeed Maria. Everyone’s dad is living in a broom closet.

You picked a real good husband!

You need therapy as well.

How did that happen, Benito?

In the hospital?

When can he go home again?

No, that's impossible. I can't come. The children have to go to school.

Listen, tell him to call me when he's home. Okay?

Right away.

I love you.

Dad, supper.

Fabian?

Fabian, sweetheart. I'm here.

Please open the door.

I'm here.

Let me in.

I want you to touch me.

I want to feel your love.

Do you hear me?

Fabian?

Open the door, Fabian!

Open the door.

Open the door, Fabian. Open up.

You're beautiful.

You are beautiful.

Mom.

Was it fun?

Those stupid zit-heads.

You smell of puke.

Hello?

Yes?

We'll be right there, Benito.

Relax.

My brother is very sick. We are going to Spain.

I'm not going.

Get dressed.

It drives me crazy going to Spain.

Where is Monk?

What are you saying?

- Where is Monk? - On the roof.

- On the roof? - Yes, on the roof.

Get dressed. Get out of bed.

Monk?

- Is it bad? - Yes.

It's bad.

Yeah sure, take the whole fridge with you.

Almighty.

Perfect.

Monk, we're going.

Hurry up, weirdo.

He's got to come too.

Or he'll die.

You're being silly.

Daddy!

Come on!

Come on, you have to come with us.

Fabian?

Don't you want to stretch your legs?

Okay, Fabian, go to the car.

Christ, it's hot!

Joni, he'll catch a cold.

He'll catch a cold, Joni!

Hey.

- Do you work here? - Good day. Yes, I'm the boss.

- Do you have a place for us? - Of course, plenty of room.

Okay. We'll leave at four in the morning.

Why don't I have a mustache?

First you've got to be a man, freak.

So where's my tent?

- You don't have one. - Don't have one?

But I need my privacy.

- There's no privacy when traveling. - Do I have to share a tent with you?

- Give me a hand. - No.

Joni.

There could be blue-green algae in the water.

How do you feel?

Fine.

I think you're breasts are getting bigger every day.

And often you feel hot.

- You did use a rubber, did you? - Mind your own business, doctor Monk!

So it's possible!

Is it possible, Joni?

You're not alone, there?

He's with you all day?

You must feel terrible.

We are in France.

We'll leave very early.

Hey, where are you going?

To the village.

Together?

Hello?

Hello.

Hello?

What would you like?

- Hello. - Hello.

- A test. - A test. What kind of test?

A baby test.

We have a pregnancy test for 14.90.

Is it for you?

No, for my mother.

Monk!

Monk!

I can't pee.

Close the door.

Yes, can I help you?

Water?

One glass of water.

- Voila, a big glass of water. - Thanks.

One minute wait. Here, you look.

- Is one line pregnant or two? - Two.

Joni...

Pain in the ass, fuck!

- Maybe you didn't do it right. - You can only do it right.

- You're breasts will even get bigger. - Freak!

Are you gonna keep it?

Maybe we all can raise it.

The child will become seriously twisted.

You think I'm seriously twisted too?

Yes, I know.

We're in Spain now. I know. We're going straight to the hospital.

No, darling. I'm feeling all worked up.

I have to hang up, Benito. The police. Damn.

Goddammit!

Act normal, please.

Hello.

Why is he in the back?

What? Is that forbidden?

Get out.

No, please, we have to go to the hospital. My brother...

There is nothing to explain. You're driving too fast...

you're making a call and you're throwing paper out of the window.

What? Forward, get out. Now!

Okay, I'm already getting out.

Okay.

Fabian, get out.

Now.

Hey, where are you going?

Come back, please.

- There? - Yes, here.

Your backpack.

Give him your backpack.

Monk, your bag.

Hey, hello! Where are you going?

There?

Stand there and stay there.

- Here. - Stay still.

- Give it - No.

- Enough. Give me your bag. I'm in a hurry. - No.

- Monk! - No!

- Here. - Open it.

What is this, Monk?

Monk?

What pills are these, Monk?

Monk, what's this? Are you taking these?

Stop.

Benito?

What? What?

Are you happy there?

You're good, huh?

Or would you rather be in your closet?

Me too.

Me too.

I chose you. When do you think you'll choose for me?

Sorry...

Sorry.

Monk...

I'm so sorry that I wasn't there for you.

Forgive me.

Why aren't you looking better after Joni, mom?

Yeah, hello!

Are you coming?

Stop it!

Why are you doing this?

You're destroying us!

Just go away. Fuck off!

Fuck... off!

Despite all the misery we're still hungry and want to eat.

Hey, handsome. You're my darling.

Here.

Are you coming?

♪ The waves of the sea are crying

♪ The waves of the sea are crying

♪ Characters on the rocks

♪ Are entering our consciousness.

♪ They'll never stop talking

♪ They'll never stop

Where is Joni?

♪ The waves of the sea are crying

♪ Characters on the rocks

♪ Are entering our consciousness.

Joni?

Joni, what's wrong?

What's wrong, honey?

What's wrong, Joni?

What is it?

What is it, Joni?

I don't want a child.

But girl...

My girl.

Are you going to commit suicide?

No.

You're taking too long!

Who are you?

I don't know.

But I know who you are.

The mercy of the Lord, the Almighty Father,

the father of his only son, Jesus Christ...

and the grace and consolation of the Holy Spirit,

so that you can achieve the light of faith and the promised purpose...

and that the blessing of the Almighty Lord,

the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit...

may descend on you. Amen.

Subtitles by Subransu Edited by Brunello