Original subtitles

- (DOOR OPENS) - (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(PIGEON FLAPS, COOS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Hi.

My name's Anna, what's yours?

How long have you been here?

Can you hear me?

- Can you talk? - (DOOR OPENS)

(ANNA SCREAMS)

MARIO: He can't talk.

I got him to dig, but he's no good at it.

I keep him for company.

My father said that all animals can be tamed,

the secret is to be nice at times and mean at others,

so they don't understand.

As my brother and I are equal, we share the tasks:

one is nice and one is mean.

(SCOFFS)

I bet you're the mean one.

You bet right.

But I'll be nice to you, if you'll be my digging dog.

Are you sure you're the mean one?

I remember at school

they called you the asshole and the dumbass.

I think you're the dumbass.

No! No!

No, stop it! (BREATHING HEAVILY)

MARIO: Remember when you came to the store?

You never said hello to us.

You came with your mom to buy stracchino cheese.

My dad said she was a filthy rich Milanese slut.

We have special robiola cheese.

No, I prefer stracchino.

(LAUGHS)

Fuck you!

What a weird world,

now you're the dog and I'm your master.

(BARKING)

C'mon, we've got to escape.

(ANNA GRUNTING)

Dig, bitch.

What for? (PANTING)

To build a cellar for ice-cream.

We're going to make chocolate ice-cream.

- It's concrete, dumbass. - No.

I'm a "morass", a cross between a moron and a dumbass.

(LAUGHS)

Go on, dig!

(ANNA GRUNTS)

Eat up, it's with venison and potatoes.

- (BOY GRUNTS) - (MARIO IMITATES GRUNTING)

(BOY CONTINUES GRUNTING)

Sleep now, little canary.

(GRUNTING STOPS)

- Wash up, you stink. - (ANNA GASPS)

You're a beautiful bitch, but you stink.

When I get out, I'm gonna kill you, dumbass.

(FOOTSTEPS DEPART)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

MARIO: Wake up.

You're really hungry, aren't you?

Look what I got for you.

Good girl.

Want another piece?

See? A little mean and a little nice.

Soon the world will be all mine,

right?

(ANNA WHINES)

Good girl!

At last.

You're a good girl.

(WHINES)

I'll call you Beauty.

Like Mrs. Scardamaglia's Yorkshire terrier.

(WHINES)

- You're a good girl, aren't you, Beauty? - (WHINES)

Don't bite me.

(WHINES SOFTLY)

(WHINES SOFTLY)

Kiss my finger.

Go on, kiss it.

- You wanna go for a walk? - (WHINES)

I'll let you out.

Come on.

Good girl.

Good girl, Beauty.

(WHINES)

Come.

Come on.

That's it.

(ANNA WHINES)

Your paw.

Good.

Come on, heel.

It stinks! God, it's disgusting!

- (ANNA COUGHS) - Up on two legs, Beauty.

(GASPS)

He liked tuna.

Look, I'll show you something.

(ANNA GAGS)

(RETCHES)

(BANGING ON DOOR)

What a drag, they never leave me alone.

(BANGING CONTINUES)

- BOY 2: Are you there? - We're closed, hear me?

- Go see who it is. - I don't want to.

They'll stop eventually.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(ANNA YELLS)

Let go of me!

(BANGING ON DOOR)

So, you're here!

Which one are you?

Mario.

Cool, huh?

Actually, it's really cool.

Is it worth a speargun?

Well...

Yes.

Your brother?

He died.

In fact, we're closed for mourning.

I'm sorry.

You can give me a hug if you like.

Has a girl come by, Anna, with dark hair?

No.

You sure? She was after a map of Sicily.

Ah, Anna Salemi, sure! I know her really well.

She went to my school.

Has she come by?

I got some photos.

- Photos? - Of Anna's mom.

Her name was Sonia Cavalcanti.

Nude photos, Milanese photos.

- You want to see them? - No.

I have to show them to you, come.

(WHIMPERS)

(MUFFLED SCREAMS)

Here they are.

Look at those big tits.

D'you see who your Anna's mommy was?

But she's blonde, she's not like Anna at all.

It says here she lives in Los Angeles.

- Sure, Los Angeles is near Milan. - Isn't it in America?

Did Anna come by or not?

Yeah, she came by,

I gave her a map and she left.

Do you want a map too? For you it's free.

Some candy too, a jar of caviar.

(GRUNTS)

Wow, all this stuff! You sure liked the cow head.

Yeah, yeah.

If Anna comes back I'll say you're looking for her.

She's a very close friend,

I even dated her for a while.

You, too?

(MUSIC PLAYING FROM STEREO)

(VOLUME INTENSIFIES)

BOY 2: Where's that music coming from?

- What music? - Can't you hear it?

- Yeah, it's my brother. - But isn't he dead?

Yes... no!

There's nothing here, it's my stuff.

I swear.

- Give me the key. - I don't have it.

My brother has it.

Give it to me!

What are you doing, dumbass?

(COUGHS)

Magic.

I'll open your belly like a pig and get it back.

Wait.

There's another one, my brother's.

Go and get it.

(RATTLES DOOR KNOB)

- (KNOCKS ON DOOR) - Anna, are you there?

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

(MARIO GRUNTS)

(ANNA YELLS)

(MARIO YELLS)

I'll kill you!

Let go of me!

- (ANNA GRUNTS) - (MARIO SOBS)

Now take me to the Blue Kids, okay?

Come out. (WINCES)

Stop!

Get him!

Let him go.

(PANTING)

He could have led me to Astor.

It doesn't matter, we've got the map.

But we've got to hurry.

I'm not coming, I told you.

Help me, these are enough for a year.

Maybe you don't get it, the Blue Kids took my brother

and I'm getting him back.

Wait.

Let him go his own way.

I'll never leave him, get that into your head.

Anna.

Do you want him to see you die?

What would you know?

Who are you anyway?

I saved you.

Yeah, because you're like the twin,

you saved me because you're afraid of being alone.

But I'm not your girlfriend and I won't come and play wifey.

Who wants you? Go get him on your own!

- That's it, walk away. - Fuck you.

Fuck you, you're a loser.

Can I come with you?

(KISSES)

There are wafers, too.

(UPBEAT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

GIRL: Ha!

Ha!

Ha!

Ha!

Ha!

Ha!

Paola, what good thing have you cooked?

PAOLA: Pasta with zucchini and pancetta.

(SNIFFS)

Don't tell me you put onion in it.

Yes, chef, I put peas in it too.

I don't know if you'll get through to the next round.

And you, Lorenza, what did you cook?

Pasta with fish, meatballs and stock cubes.

Interesting.

You suck, both of you!

Neither of you goes on to the next episode.

And now the penalty.

What penalty?

You have to eat your own dish.

For real.

Can I play with you?

No.

Why not?

Because we're the Blonde Band.

You're not all blonde.

She's blonde, we'll dye our hair blonde soon.

Now get lost, scram!

ANGELICA: Wait.

What's your background?

Who's your father?

Salvatore the plumber.

Salvatore the plumber.

To get into the Blonde Band you've got to pass a challenge.

But she can't join our band.

ANGELICA: Are you ready for the test?

Good.

If you want to join the band,

you've got to jump like on "Celebrity Island", got it?

- What was your name again? - Lucia.

Got it, Lucia? You got to pass the immunity challenge.

The immunity challenge.

You want to be in the band?

Grab the rope and jump, it's easy.

You've got to jump and grab the rope.

- It's too far. - No, it's really easy!

You've got to jump.

But I'm scared.

What a pity,

you're just a wimp.

(SOBS)

Go on, you can do it.

Angelica, it's dangerous.

It has to be dangerous if you want to join the Blonde Band!

- If she jumps, she'll get hurt. - So? She asked for it.

Right?

Now jump!

- LORENZA: Angelica, please. - Shh!

Go.

Show these two idiots you can do it, you're special.

♪ Somewhere over the rainbow ♪

♪ Way up high ♪

♪ There's a land that I've heard of once ♪

♪ In a lullaby ♪

♪ Somewhere over the rainbow ♪

♪ Skies are blue ♪

♪ And the dreams that you dare to dream ♪

♪ Really do come true ♪

Couldn't I have worn the floral one? This uniform is gross.

MAN: Quiet, I don't want to hear a word.

She's a child.

Now, Angelica, be good in church,

go to Lucia's parents and bow your head to greet them.

Yes, but this thing sucks and blue doesn't suit me.

I don't want to go to this stupid funeral.

She jumped into a hole.

Who does something like that? Only an idiot!

We've raised an animal.

(BELL TOLLS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Look, how dare they!

- I'm so sorry. - Thank you.

- My condolences. - Thanks.

Say hello to Mr. Marino and the family.

MAN: I'm sorry.

(SOBBING)

I'm sorry.

PRIEST: Jesus favors children,

He takes them on His knee and says...

(COUGHS)

..."Suffer the little children to come unto me.

And forbid them not."

Children have more merits than us

in the mysterious dynamics of the Kingdom of Heaven,

since their innate goodness

leads them to be an example before God.

For every pure creature,

image of the Redeemer,

whom God called to Him before his time,

like our beloved Lucia,

there are dark creatures,

subject to the germ of the Devil.

Evil hides at times behind beauty,

so that its nature

remains invisible to reason.

Now our children

will pay tribute in song to our beloved Lucia.

Her favorite song.

(CHILDREN SINGING HYMN)

(ALL SINGING)

(GIRL SINGING)

(ALL SINGING)

(SONG ENDS)

Score?

Eight.

Seven.

A dive like that? Are you blind?

Actually...

- (CAR DOOR CLOSES) - ...you're right, I can do better.

It was my turn, you've done four.

It was unbelievable, I'm shattered.

They kept me for hours at the airport

because I wasn't wearing a mask.

Masks are nowhere to be found.

Thank God, I'm finally home.

Watch me.

♪ Somewhere over the rainbow ♪

♪ Bluebirds fly ♪

♪ Birds fly over the rainbow ♪

♪ Why, oh, why, can't I? ♪

♪ If happy little bluebirds fly ♪

♪ Beyond the rainbow ♪

♪ Why, oh, why ♪

♪ Can't I? ♪

"You're the most beautiful, Angelica."

"Oh, thank you, my dear."

"Madam, where did you buy that lipstick?

It's simply gorgeous."

- (LOUD THUD) - (FOOTSTEPS PATTERING)

"Yes, it's excellent quality.

Indeed,

red suits me."

(OBJECTS CLANGING, CLATTERING)

BOY 3: Angelica!

Angelica!

GIRL 2: Come down, Angelica.

Angelica!

How cool, you came!

Now there are no Grown-ups, we can do whatever the fuck we want.

Take whatever you like.

It's all yours.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

ALL: Blue! Blue!

Ha!

(OPERATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - Stand back!

I brought this.

Just this?

And this.

You can keep it.

Get lost, don't waste my time or yours either.

What do you want? Get out.

- But I have to come in. - What did you bring?

I've only got these.

Batteries aren't enough, go away.

But my brother's a Blue Kid.

Who cares! Find something good to eat.

Get lost.

No, I have to come in.

- Send her away, she's got nothing. - Stop!

Have you got the Red Fever?

Sure?

- What can you do? - Nothing.

Can you dance at least?

I can sing.

Come in.

Stop!

What's your name?

Anna.

- What are you doing? - She's here for Angelica.

Give me those batteries.

We've already let in a ton of people today, come back tomorrow!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

No, not slippers, I said heels.

She's thin, I wouldn't put heels on her.

You're crazy! The heels are to highlight her legs.

Let's take her T-shirt off.

- Why are you dressing me like this? - Quiet, it's nearly time.

For what? Where am I going?

No, here are some more.

- They're too young. - They could have told us.

(DISTANT SCREAMS)

- They're already done. - Oh, God.

- (GIRL SCREAMS) - (THUDS)

BOY 4: Getting off to a great start.

- ANNA: Let go of me! - Move it!

(ANNA GRUNTING)

No!

Go on, you idiot!

C'mon!

GIRL 3: Hi.

What's your name?

Anna.

GIRL 3: Last name?

Salemi.

Come on, chill out, come forward.

Come on.

Like that.

Good.

What's your secret dream?

Pretty, but she seems a bit dumb.

(COUGHS)

You're so pretty.

Where have you been all this time?

Don't disappoint me.

A round of applause for Anna Salemi!

Music.

(UPBEAT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

Dance.

Come on.

Dance.

Dance!

If you don't dance I'll throw you out the window.

Can I sing?

Of course you can.

Sing.

So, Anna's in the singer category!

- Turn it off. - (MUSIC STOPS)

Sing.

Sing.

Louder.

(COUGHING)

(CLAPPING)

You're amazing, Anna.

You've got the X factor, you'll kiss the Little Lady.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER, LAUGHTER)

(COUGHS)

Wait!

Wait before you give them to us.

What are you doing here?

You're a dancer, you're still not ready, hurry up!

Perfect for tonight.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Lights! - (KIDS CHEERING)

Lights!

(KIDS CHEERING)

Music!

(CAPTIVATING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

So, do you want to grow up?

KIDS: Yeah!

- Do you want to become like me? - KIDS: Yeah!

Do you want to get rid of the Red Fever?

(KIDS CHEERING)

Are you ready to see the Little Lady?

(KIDS CHEERING)

Are you ready to see the Grown-up?

I didn't hear you! Are you ready?

(KIDS CHEERING)

(KIDS CHEERING)