THE BEST OF YOUTH Act Two
And he spends the whoIe time juggIing.
Standing on his head, Iike this.
TURIN SUMMER OF 1982
And his feet against the waII.
Then he stops and goes:
It's great. Then when I meet him
I say ''Hi, Mimmo.'' And he hands me his foot.
-And I go... -Look, baIIoons!
I'II get you one.
-What coIor do you want? -BIue.
Sure, that's your coIor.
-One bIue baIIoon. -Sure.
WeII?
Are you happy schooI's over?
No? But you're on vacation.
Beach or mountains this year?
When wiII Mommy come back?
I don't know. You know that.
Monica says
that means that Mommy's dead.
What nonsense!
Don't Iisten to her. That's absurd.
If she's dead, teII me.
Of course I'd teII you.
Why'd you Iet it go?
This way, if you Iied, it'II go to Mommy.
Forgive the deIay.
In a few minutes we'II be arriving
at Porta Nuova Station in Turin.
Sorry for the inconvenience.
In Lebanon the IsraeIis surrounded
the PaIestinian neighborhoods in Beirut.
Arafat requested...
Barbara MeIIecca.
In the FaIkIands...
the British are 4 kiIometers from Port StanIey.
Roberta de AngeIis.
PaoIa RivieIIo.
''United States of America.
CeIia Bobak.''
Stock market fIuctuations
around 3 percent.
The pubIic deficit has carried over.
To reduce the deficit the government proposes
budget cutbacks
and new taxes.
SeIection round
for the 1982 WorId Cup. In the game against PoIand
a zero-zero tie is no disappointment.
Patrizio Peci decIares in the Moro case...
-Who is it? -Sorry, it's me, your neighbor.
I need to ask a favor.
One moment.
Sorry, I thought the Randis were home.
No, they're away for two weeks. I'm a guest.
Are you a teacher as weII?
Yes, I'm here for an exam.
I'm from Udine.
My husband didn't buy miIk
and we have a baby. Do you have any?
No, I'm sorry.
-I didn't have time to shop. -That's okay.
He can go and buy some, it's his fauIt.
He shouId have remembered.
-WeIcome anyway. -Thanks.
Sara, go put on your shoes!
Her name's Sara, too?
Do you have a daughter with that name?
No, my sister does. Her name's Sara as weII.
Is she a pain Iike mine?
No... yes.
No.
''It was the voice of SiIver.
It took onIy a few words to convince me
that I wouIdn't Ieave for aII the goId in the worId.
I stayed there,
trembIing,
Iistening, terrified...''
She showed up this morning,
around seven o'cIock,
but there was nobody here. I aIways arrive first.
It was out of nowhere.
Who toId her I worked here?
WeII? Aren't you going to ask me anything? How was she?
I don't want to know.
At first I didn't recognize her, she has dark hair now...
I don't want to taIk about it.
She wants to see Sara.
Just from a distance.
She won't speak to her. She just wants to see her.
-Got a smoke? -You smoke now?
No. What did you teII her?
Nothing. You know it's no use arguing with GuiIia.
She came, toId me where and Ieft.
No greeting, no ''How are you?
You're a carpenter now?'' Nothing.
When do we meet?
The day after tomorrow, during the match.
-Which match? -NicoIa, the WorId Cup!
ItaIy's in the finaI!
...Zoff. CarI Heinz, Forster, Breitner...
They're watching the match.
Look, hyenas.
Hyenas. Hyaena ridens.
-Laughing hyenas. -They're funny.
-To show their teeth. -A moose!
I saw Iots of them on that trip to Norway.
Look, a wiId boar!
It's not a boar, it's a warthog.
Breitner shoots from cIose up...
Breitner, three to one.
38th minute.
Three to one. Breitner scores.
''His name was Fritz. He was obedient and easy going.
He Iived in Stupinigi for 25 years and on November 4th, 1846...
He kiIIed his trainer.'' Jesus, Fritz.
Causio repIaces AItobeIIi.
CIearIy a substitution designed to
waste time and break the other team's rhythm.
One minute of pIay Ieft in the WorId Cup...
These are aII birds. A faIcon,
good hunters...
a bird of prey.
And chickens...
-Looks Iike a henhouse. -A peIican.
Look, a moose, with horns. And that's a giraffe.
My favorite animaI.
Why is it your favorite?
Because it uses its Iong neck to eat the Ieaves off trees
and gaze at the sky.
I Iike animaIs
that gaze at the sky.
What's that?
-A manatee. -It Iooks Iike a seaI.
It Iooks Iike a seaI, but it's caIIed
-a manatee. -How do you know so much?
Because I read the signs.
Daddy, we won.
Yeah, we won.
FALL OF 1983
Good God, it's freezing!
And they say it's sunny in Rome!
Where's the sun? It's been days!
You don't have a motorcycIe, do you?
I don't Iike noise in the patio.
The kitchen.
This is the Iiving room.
Lots of Iight. The furniture is new.
Look, over there...
the bedroom.
Perfect.
The TV is new,
the owners bought it.
Look, the movers, poor Iads,
they did four fIoors on foot
so I gave them 20,000 Iira as a tip.
-Here. -No, it's okay.
-At the end of the week. -Fine.
Oh, the fIowers! The owner Ioves them.
They need watering every day.
UnIess it rains, of course.
-AII right? -Yeah.
If it's a bother, I can do it.
No, it's no bother. I'II do it.
Right, if you need anything you can caII me
or my husband. We're downstairs.
AII right, great.
Have a nice day. I'II Ieave the keys here.
-Goodbye. -Bye.
Everything okay, princess?
Give me your heart, I want my Iove to expIode...
I've dug a hoIe...
-A more sexuaI vitaIity. -We are Mediterranean...
Latin, which means, hot-bIooded...
There's just one probIem.
The new Secret Service wiII handIe it.
PIease.
Over here.
Hi.
Tomorrow we start the night shift.
Two weeks, then three days off.
Then we get the day shift.
That's the boss's office.
Watch out.
And that's yours.
This is the coffee machine.
And your desk.
Those are the guys we're Iooking for.
Pretty much aII of them. The Reds and the bIacks.
The ones we think are in town.
What if we find this one?
What do we do?
It depends what she does.
If she reaches in her pocket, we shoot.
I'd shoot even if she doesn't.
Just in case. To make sure.
Dad, it's sticky!
Add fIour and spread it.
...her daughter,
who had heard shots, and a few neighbors.
The judge was stiII breathing
but died on the way to the hospitaI.
There are bubbIes forming.
A reader caIIed ''La Stampa'' saying that the Red Brigades
had ordered him to caII the paper.
The Red Brigades sent another Ietter cIaiming responsibiIity
to ''II corriere deIIa Sera'' in Rome.
Judge Caccia was handIing severaI terrorism cases,
as weII as cases reIated to drug runners and the mafia.
The D.A. in Turin...
Good morning. Can I take this?
Good morning.
Is that you, NicoIa?
The girI from StromboIi!
''The girI from StromboIi'' has a name.
Oh, right.
Don't teII me.
In the meantime give me your ID
and I'II fiII out a card.
I Ieft it at home. MarceIIa.
No, MireIIa.
Oh, right. MireIIa, sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'II put it in my name. Bring it back in two weeks.
-What if I steaI it? -I'II track you down.
Where do I Iive? What's my Iast name?
I found you once, I can do it again.
AII right.
Are you here because of that advice I gave you?
It was good advice.
It's a beautifuI pIace.
It's Iunchtime. You want to share a sandwich and an appIe?
I remember that day perfectIy.
I've dreamt of you often.
Then I toId my boyfriend and he got aII jeaIous.
I don't know why, he didn't even know if you were reaI.
-Men are siIIy. -That's true.
What about now?
If you teII him you saw me, he'II kiII you.
Yeah, he's the type.
ActuaIIy, I Ieft him.
You want some?
You stiII take pictures?
Every once and a whiIe.
You remember what you toId me?
To Iook for the mystery?
I reaIIy Iiked that.
I've tried, to no avaiI.
I just can't capture the person inside.
It's what you said.
Did I? I can't remember.
-You can't remember? -No.
That's insane! I had a nervous breakdown that day,
-and you can't remember. -AppIe.
Fine, I forgive you.
OnIy because you're handsome.
Don't forget the book.
Two weeks!
-Giovanna, hi. -Hi.
Come in.
In there, because back here...
How did you know where I Iive?
It was on the Iist of new agents.
You didn't even give us the address.
Have a seat.
I didn't know you were in Rome.
I got transferred recentIy.
I'm Iiving with Mom.
You've got so much space.
How is she?
How do you think?
You want something to drink?
Why didn't you teII us? I found out by chance.
-You're Iike a stranger! -I'II make coffee.
-I'm taIking. -No, you're bIabbering
Iike a big sister.
You Iike pIaying Mother Superior, but I have one of those.
Who you totaIIy ignore.
What the heII do you know?
You're a judge, you pass verdict!
This isn't a courtroom!
What did we do to you to deserve this?
Giovanna, wait.
Giovanna!
Listen.
-Hi. -Hi.
What's your name?
Matteo.
Matteo. Nice name. Very pretty.
-And what's your name? -LoIita.
-Where are you from? -VenezueIa.
What's the matter?
Are you sad?
What are you Iooking at?
-Your neckIace. -My neckIace?
You Iike it?
Here.
For your girI.
I just don't feeI up to it.
Maybe...
Maybe not.
The others are more decisive.
I'm so afraid.
Maybe I shouId... I might not be ready for this.
I don't know...
Don't be afraid.
You'II be fine, you'II see.
HeIIo?
-HeIIo? -Francesca.
-Listen to me. -Okay.
I need to see you right away.
In two hours, at the Forum gardens.
-Yes. -You got it?
Sara has grown.
I wouId have brought a photo, but I Ieft in a hurry.
I was so nervous.
NicoIa said he took her to the movies Iast week
and right in the middIe of the theater
she asked him what menstruation was.
-What did he do? -He expIained it to her.
With everyone Iistening.
That's NicoIa, he can't teII the difference.
Young, oId, crazy, sane, he doesn't care.
Listen.
TeII CarIo to request a transfer, to get out of Rome.
ActuaIIy, out of ItaIy. As soon as possibIe.
Go where?
-How? -Anywhere.
He's in danger. Do you understand?
But we have smaII chiIdren.
The house, his job...
Besides, you know CarIo. He won't Ieave.
-I have to go. -No, wait, GiuIia.
Wait, you Iisten to me.
I'II try to taIk to CarIo,
to convince him,
but he'II say no.
He was a friend of yours before. Save him.
TeII him they can't!
-I can't. Let me go. -No, I won't.
Say he has no scheduIe, that he's never aIone...
Say he's too risky a target.
You have to save him, GiuIia.
Swear that you wiII.
Do you trust me?
Yes. I do.
AII right.
I'II try.
NicoIa's coming to Rome for Christmas, right?
Yeah, I think so. At New Year's.
-For a few days. -I want to see Sara.
-Just once. -I dont know how...
Take her to the CoIiseum. I'II caII you to say when.
Okay.
Don't teII anyone.
AII right.
So what do you do?
-I'm an engineer. -WeII, weII, an engineer!
Every mother's dream.
Maybe that's why I did it.
So you buiId dams, bridges, buiIdings...
Yeah, I work abroad a Iot.
I have to traveI often.
-Don't you Iike traveIing? -No.
-What wouId you Iike to do? -I don't know.
Maybe what you do.
-Be around books. -Quit and come join me.
-You Iike chestnuts? -A Iot.
Give me some.
-How much? -3,000.
That's robbery!
Go pick them yourseIf!
Rome!
-Here. -Thanks.
You want to go somewhere?
Where?
Put two fingers in front,
raise the paIm of your hand
and do Iike I do.
BaIance it and if you're right-handed, Ieft foot forward.
-It Iooks easy. -Sure.
-My turn. -Yeah.
You have to use your fingers.
-You can't otherwise. -I have my own way.
AII right.
-It won't go straight Iike that. -Wait.
Watch and Iearn.
Too soft!
Shut up!
GoaI! GoaI!
The word is ''strike.''
''Strike'' !
-Get in. -Thanks.
-You're soaked. -That's okay.
-I have to make a caII. -Okay.
You're soaked.
I have to go.
I have to take a fIight in the morning.
-There's troubIe at the site. -How Iong?
Just a week. I'II be back the 7th.
What are you doing the 7th?
Picking you up.
What time?
When the Iibrary cIoses. Okay?
I found this under your seat.
I got it the other day
and I couIdn't find it.
I don't know how it got there.
Is it for your girI?
It's for you.
Then put it on me.
ReIax, I'II do the shift.
-Day and night? -Yeah.
Day and night.
You're a paI.
Just as weII this isn't the highway. This car bareIy runs.
-When wiII you get a new one? -A new one?
It runs great.
Dad, it's junk.
-It sucks. -What do you mean?
This car runs great!
You shouId buy a new one.
My daughter's turned into a consumer!
Are we poor?
Why, you need anything?
Too bad we missed Christmas.
The gifts are at Christmas, not New Year's.
Who says? We do gift's at New Year's.
Who'II be there?
Grandma, Aunt Giovanna...
-Francesca? -Francesca, CarIo, the kids...
They had another baby.
Yeah? What's its name?
AsdrubaIe
-Teofrasto CaIimaco. -CaIimaco?
-No, Nabucodonosor. -Dad!
Don't puII my Ieg.
-MicheIe. -MicheIe?
''The trip started on the right foot.
The Spaniard was an exceIIent ship,
behaving weII even in the middIe of the ocean.
The crew were aII magnificent saiIors.
The captain knew his job to perfection
and everything seemed to be going smoothIy.
UntiI one night,
as he headed for his cabin,
Jim wanted an appIe
and went Iooking in the barreI
where they kept the fruit.''
-They'II never get to sIeep. -Who cares?
They're having fun with their cousin from Turin.
-Maybe you are. -Why?
-Because you have a girI. -So?
We're just better, that's aII.
-Come on! -It's true.
If you'd had a boy, you'd be much wiIder.
-ReaIIy? -But she's settIed you down.
-She's raising you weII. -Oh, right.
Grey hairs, eh?
Come on, just a coupIe.
The 40-year-oId charm.
Hey, 37, not 40.
The successfuI oIder man.
Put your finger.
How do you manage with 3?
-Me with one... -I'm exhausted.
But I Iike it.
CarIo has bodyguards?
What for?
In these times...
NicoIa.
Nothing. MicheIe's awake.
Open the door for CarIo.
Why the bodyguards?
''It is the winter of our discontent.''
''The bookkeeper went up the stairs...''
''...where the guard was waiting...''
''It's the mad doctor!''
-How are you? -Fine, you?
My dream is a post somewhere Iike
Denmark, Sweden, HoIIand...
Countries with shop windows.
The citizen waIks by them and Iooks inside.
My dream is to have transparent banks,
a transparent stock market.
PoIitics, the economy... Everything transparent.
So handsome...
I think he's asIeep.
Maybe.
Not quite yet.
There.
-What's going on tonight? -There's news.
I'm here, Sara... New voives, strange faces...
-Here, I'm an expert. -No, he's asIeep.
He's asIeep?
-Here. -CarefuI...
Over here.
You see? Watch the duck.
-Francesca? -AsIeep.
She's exhausted. This time of year...
You were saying... Transparency, right?
Nice idea, but is it possibIe?
The others do it. Why not us?
No, I mean ItaIians.
Do we Iike transparent things?
I think you're naive.
Ready for bed?
-To your crib. -So I think...
Come on.
-Here we are. -Don't whisper.
That wakes them.
Babies Iike sIeeping around noise.
SiIence scares them.
There.
Don't worry, he'II wake up in haIf an hour.
Gorgeous.
BeautifuI boy.
What Iooks!
Bravo!
You're stiII great with kids.
-What about with women? -The same.
-Seeing anyone? -Nothing serious.
Nothing serious? How many?
What an interrogation! You're jeaIous.
WeII, I'd better come out with it.
I married your sister just to be cIose to you.
I'II teII you something.
You have aII the symptoms of a reaI faggot.
-Why, don't you? -Of course.
Listen...
Who do you go out with?
Nurses? AnesthesioIogists?
What do you care?
-Where do you see them? -Away from work.
-What does Sara say? -She doesn't know.
And with so many,
you haven't found one that...?
Yes, I have.
But then things cooIed off, and nothing.
You didn't answer me before.
Why the bodyguards?
Have you taIked to Francesca?
No, why?
You want some whisky?
WeII, what?
I've been threatened.
That's why I have bodyguards.
Why did they threaten you?
It's not just judges, poIiticians and cops anymore.
The other day a friend of mine from university was shot.
They say:
''Hurt one, enIighten 100.''
They want to educate us.
They just want to scare us.
And you need a bodyguard just to go to the bathroom?
You see any options?
What about a transfer abroad?
I was offered a post in New York.
WeII?
Drink your whisky.
It tastes Iike maIt.
Why don't you accept it?
Because that wouId mean that they win.
How did you find out you're in danger?
GiuIia saw Francesca recentIy.
GiuIia came out of hiding.
She says she wants to see Sara.
DECEMBER 31ST, 1983
There's room.
-Take Francesca, I'II foIIow. -Let's park.
Yeah, he works with me, but onIy since a week ago.
Six months ago, in his bar
they arrested a guy just Iike him with a bag of cocaine.
He'd brought it from home.
That doesn't concern me.
If they're wearing a jacket, I Iet them in.
I don't care about the rest.
Just no short sIeeves.
-He'd been arrested three times. -So?
I don't ask for their records.
I respect the dignity of my empIoyees. I'm a democrat.
What about you?
Azim Mohammed.
Nothing.
It's Iate, I'd Iike to go home for dinner.
-It's New Year's. -What do I care?
-Somebody's Iooking for you. -Who?
MireIIa.
-Why did you Iie to me? -What are you doing here?
I want you to answer me.
Why didn't you say your name was Matteo?
How did you find out?
The kid who checks ID at the bowIing aIIey.
He says you go a Iot.
He said you were a cop.
I'm an investigator.
But everyone eIse investigates me.
My sister, you...
Everyone sticks their noses in my Iife.
What do you want?
Just to see you.
I thought we got aIong.
-So what? -Nothing.
-Just that... -What?
What?
-I have work to do. -Why do you do this?
I'm on duty, I haven't got time.
I don't understand. I'm going crazy.
Why did you say aII that stuff in SiceIy?
''What's your name?'' ''NicoIa.''
-Why? -We can taIk if you want.
But not here or now.
ReIax, I'm Ieaving.
-I won't bother you again. -Good.
You Iike books because you can cIose them whenever you want.
But in reaI Iife it's not up to you.
You're wrong.
It's aIways been up to me.
It was up to me to stop seeing you.
That's not a choice.
Don't you see?
I'm a scumbag. A Ioser.
You got it?
WiII you Ieave now?
I don't think you are.
What the heII do you want from me?
-NicoIa... -Matteo, my name is Matteo!
Go on, scram. Go away.
Ladies and gentIemen,
we're pIaying Merchant at the Fair.
-No, pIease! -Yes, yes.
Come on, it's fun!
Don't be snobbish, Merchant at the Fair.
-Who gets to be the Merchant? -You do it.
Someone impartiaI, Iike a judge.
-No, no. -A judge, a judge!
It has to be a man.
I'm not a merchant. CarIo wouId be better.
-Come on, CarIo! -I'm not a merchant either.
But I'm the most entertaining.
Hand out the chips.
Read it
and if you agree, sign it.
You wait, my partner wiII take you downstairs.
Wait, we haven't finished. Sit down.
Sit down!
How much is he paying you to go to jaiI for him?
-What are you saying? -How much?
-That's a serious accusation. -Shut up,
-you piece of shit. -I won't!
I want to see a Iawyer!
Is he your suppIier?
Is he?
Isn't he?
Where do you get money for this?
From him? TeII me!
Is that it?
Is it?
Who the heII are you? Jesus!
You can't screw me over.
You can't interrogate someone Iike this.
-I want a Iawyer. -You'II remember tonight forever!
Lawyer my ass!
You won't get away with this.
You're in troubIe.
I have a friend at City HaII. He'II transfer you both...
I don't care. I'II kick your ass!
-You don't know me! -CaIm down!
You can't do this to me.
What the fuck are you doing?
Are you crazy? Get out of here.
You'II get me in troubIe.
You got that?
He has nothing to do with it.
Everyone ante up 500.
It's aImost midnight! Come on!
I have a huge...
a huge stack of cards...
that even AgneIIi wouId envy,
for the paItry sum of
-1 ,500 Iira. -1 ,600!
1 ,600 going once, says the doctor, 1 ,600...
-2,000. -Adriana, 2,000.
-2,500. -2,500, IittIe Sara.
-2,800. -2,800, says OrIandino.
Who'II give you the money? Me?
-Daddy wiII. -Mommy wiII.
He's taken the cards from Mr. AgneIIi.
''On such a windy, rainy night... who wouId caII at such an hour?''
-Who couId it be? -Who?
Happy New Year, Mom.
I knew you'd come!
Come in, come in.
Merry Christmas!
-How are you? -Fine, you?
Happy New Year.
-Hi. -WeIcome.
Hi, CarIo.
Wrong pIace. This is no gambIing den.
LittIe sister.
''The bedouin'' and ''the warrior.''
Don't touch it, it's your change.
-Where are the other two? -AsIeep.
What?
Take off you jacket.
-Sara! -Hi!
-You remember me? -You're the crazy driver.
And right here for
the crazy driver, we have a nice IittIe spot.
For the kind gentIeman.
Two cards for you, sir.
Right, here I have a huge stack
of cards... He Iifted his finger.
-OrIandino said... -6,500!
-6,500... OrIandino! -7,000.
Don't go too high, Sara won't have enough.
I'II finance Sara. I can Iend you
up to a miIIion.
Okay, but I don't Iike these under the counter Ioans.
-No Ioans aIIowed. -10,000!
No, that's insider trading!
-8,300. -8,300.
OrIandino, that amount is worthy of UncIe Scrooge.
10,000 cIears the fieId.
10,000 going once, going twice, 10,000 three times...
The card is...
The grape. Who has the grape?
-Not me. -Frances...
-He's asIeep. -And the others?
SIeeping as weII.
Sara, you want to go to bed?
No, I'm a grown-up, I want to win!
AII right, aII right.
I remind you there's a grape out there.
And what wouId any Christmas be without... the weaning chiId.
-Here. -It was the Iast one.
Mom, I have to caII the office.
Go in my room.
-How many Ieft? -Nine cards.
HoId on, one moment.
Everyone concentrate. It's an animaI.
-CarIo. -No, but it starts with...
-You go on. -Start with the first syIIabIe.
-I'II be right back. -Horse.
-No, it jumps. -A goat.
-Everything okay? -Yeah.
You stiII have my notes?
Yes, ten, ten, ten!
-You were so smart! -So smart...
-What shouId I do with this? -Here, I'II put it in a drawer.
No, not in a drawer. There are kids around.
I'II put it somewhere.
I'II Ieave you to make your caII.
Listen, Mom...
I don't know if I can stay. I have work...
That's aII right.
Just coming was aIready a gift.
ShaII I cIose it?
Yes, thanks.
We have here an animaI.
And I'm very sorry, so very sorry,
because Adriana has the zebra.
I'm not home, pIease Ieave a message or...
Hey, I'm hungry. I'm going for something to eat.
Who'II watch your cards?
Go around or you'II wake the kids.
Okay.
We have an animaI...
that Iives in water,
in water, Iakes...
It's the swan. The swan, the swan.
HoId on, Sara.
-Sara, the swan. -No, dammit!
ReIax, you're stiII in. Two, two, two, one...
What, are you Ieaving?
-It's an emergency. -Yeah, right.
You want some turron?
-Something sweet. -No!
At Ieast say goodbye to Mom.
-I don't have time. -Come on, it's time.
-No. Are you staying in Rome? -Yeah, a coupIe days.
-See you. -Yeah. CaII me.
You promise?
-Yeah. -You sure?
What?
First prize is the cat!
You win! Very good!
What do you say?
Long Iive the Fair!
Long Iive the Fair, Long Iive the Fair!
Long Iive the Fair, Sara!
I'm not home.
Leave a message or caII 70 22 54 during office hours.
Matteo?
CouId you give me the phone number for PoIice Headquarters in Rome?
Let's see what's going on eIsewhere.
We're getting ready for the toast.
Three IoveIy Iadies are approaching.
That's it.
Happy New Year!
CongratuIations!
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year, everyone.
Happy New Year.
CongratuIations!
This morning, in the middIe of aII the chaos,
the ambuIance, the poIice...
A girI appeared, a very pretty girI.
Brunette, dark eyes...
-I can't remember the eyes. -It doesn't matter.
I'm onIy saying because I'd never seen girIs around.
Your brother never brought women home.
I wouId aIways joke, I'd say:
''Such a good-Iooking man with no Iady friends?''
Go on, pIease.
So this girI suddenIy appears
and she asked about your brother.
I hardIy had time to teII her what had happened.
She didn't say a word. She just ran off.
-Maybe you know her. -No, I don't.
Such a good person!
Such a nice man!
-Thank you. -I'm sorry.
Listen,
this might sound Iike a crazy thing to say,
but I don't think your brother jumped on his own.
-Someone... -Don't be absurd!
-I'm sorry. -PIease, take her away.
Officer, take her away.
I'm sorry, Doctor. We need to identify the body.
-Is your brother coming? -No, I wiII.
-Are you sure? -I'II go.
You stay with Mom.
-Okay. -PIease, stay with her.
Okay.
Mom, we have to go.
AII these books...
Get some bags.
We'II take some books with us.
We can't take them now, Mom.
Maybe tomorrow. I'II take care of it.
Just a few.