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- Good morning, princess!

- Good morning! Mhm

I want to sleep for a while.

#Doorbell#

- Who is it? - No!!!

- What? I’m afraid to hear about it!

- Today we have the mid-August lunch! - No!

- Maybe it’s Fabiana with the whole BBQ-Kit.

- Come on!

- I make coffee. - No, no, stop, princess.

- What? - I take care of you today.

What do you want for breakfast? Mhm?

- Sweetie! You’re so sweet!

But I’m not sick. - So what? I want to care of both of you!

- Okay, then... whole wheat croissan with wild berries.

- Are you on a diet? Psssst!!

- What are you doing? - Here somebody is telling me white chocolate croissant.

He knows what he wants... or she... Don’t you know if the baby is a male or a female?

- It’s too early. - What name do you like? Tell me!

- Well, if he’ll a body, Antimo Maria.

- Mhm... - If she’ll be a girl, Mia.

- Look, if you really want to know, I hope she will be a woman,

because Antimo Maria is not a name! - You’re a jerk! It’s my grandpa’s name.

#Knocking on the door#

- Girls!

What are you doing? There is Fabiana, who is busy with the barbeque

and, I mean...

I’d like to stay here with you. Am I disturbing?

- You are not, come in.

- Girls, what were you talking about?

I heard you were laughing! - Eh! We were deciding a name for the baby.

- You told her!! I’ll help you. Filomena if she’ll be a girl, that’s obvious.

- Okay, I go. Do you want something, Filo?

- No, thanks. I’m going to make company to Sofia. - All right.

#Music#

- Hi.

- Nick! Hi!

- Hi. - Hey!

Come, let’s go drink a beer.

Here.

#Music#

- Come on people! Who’s the next?

It’s almost ready.

How are you?

- I’m fine, don’t worry. - Are you sure?

- Yes, yes.

- Are Sofia and Valentia a couple again?

- Yes.

- I’m happy.

- Don’t we want to stop it?

Don’t we want to stop with this fake happiness? Is everyone of us here fine?

Nobody is fine. And you all pretend to be fine.

Why don’t we admit it?! I feel bad.

We drink jugs of wine, fake smiles, fake friends

Only not to feel alone. We live to show what we are not.

What the point? I want to say that.

I want to say that I’m not fine and I’m not ashamed. Why are you look at me this way?

Oh, of course, I’m the clown, I’m the idiot one.

The one who doesn’t have idea, the “well-pleased-is-well-served” one.

Sure, I can’t have feelings.

Well, you’re wrong. I understand everything and I look more forward that you.

You all can’t see.

That’s the script I’ve to learn

within next week for a web series .

As far as it seems, I’ve persuaded you, I don’t need to change anything.

#Everybody# Filo, go to hell! We almost believed you, holy cow!

- Thanks, thanks, thanks, thanks!

#Music#

- Come with me?

- I can’t.

- I can’t.

But you fell in the mud.

- What does it means? - That you are the same as all the others now.

I wish I could forgive you, you have no idea how much...

but I can’t.

#Music#

#Doorbell#

- Nick, let me guess, did you forget your cigarettes?

Lucrezia...

- This is not the end of the story, got it?

She is mine. She’s only mine.