but Bruno said no and hit me in the head.
She was playing ball with the buoy.
Kids, you can't do that.
Armando's right, you've got to behave, Mrs. Viviana only comes on Wednesdays.
Let's have some pasta.
- It just needs to be heated up. - Good boy.
- I have to go in 5 minutes. - Of course, Armando. Come on.
We had a good day today.
How'd you manage to sell those wet suits?
- I couldn't get rid of them. - I slashed the price.
Did you see these bills? They're almost due.
Remember, the suppliers get paid at the end of the month.
Order some more flippers, we only have large sizes left.
Good.
What is it Armando?
- Is something wrong? - No, I'd better go.
We can't seem to sell these flip flops.
Give them away with the red suits.
Want to stay for dinner? We have tons of food.
I can make beef chops too.
You heard my sister, I'd better go.
- Some other time. - Sure.
All right.
Kids, say bye to Mr. Mansani!
- Help me set the table. - Good night, Mr. Mansani.
- Honey, what are you wearing? - Good night.
Why don't you take her on a roller coaster next time?
Cotton candy?
Sure, now it's my fault.
She wanted to dance and eat cotton candy.
- I didn't even want to come here... - Just shut up!
Let her get some rest, she needs it.
And you should be prepared for anything.
- Doctor, is it time? - We'll see if she recovers.
The important thing is that she doesn't suffer.
But she won't be back on her feet.
Doctor, we've decided to take her home.
- Who decided? - Shut up, dummy.
- Can we do that? - No way!
She can receive treatment at home too.
If you can handle it and Anna agrees, then take her home.
We'll wait and see.
Good night.
- It would be better. - I don't know.
I'm right here, you know.
God, the door's open!
Hurry up.
Dad!
Son!
What are you doing here?
How are you?
Are you all right?
Don't tell anyone you saw me.
- Not even mom. - All right.
How's Valeria? Does she bug you?
It's your job to take care of her, you're a young man now.
This is the situation with mom and I...
- But we'll see... - Right.
Go on.
Get some sleep.
Come here.
Take this, don't tell mom I gave it to you.
Go on.
Is she laughing?
She must be immortal.
Remember when she died at the Bagni Pancaldi?
- Dad was taking pictures... - No, it was the Super 8 film...
Right.
I remember, she felt sick and collapsed...
- A congestion. - Congestion...
They put her on the gurney in the infirmary,
she was pale and cold...
She was dead!
Then she opened her eyes, just like that...
"I'd love a cream doughnut!"
What's so funny?
- I want to laugh too. - We were just chatting.
How do you feel?
No, you can't take that off.
- Would you lift me up? - Grab a pillow.
Hold on, mom. Nice and easy, ready?
Easy!
Hush up, you!
Always scolding them. They're good kids.
Mom, listen.
Since the doctor himself said it's doable...
Would you prefer to stay here or go home?
- I've made up my mind. - What?
I'll marry him.
I don't get it.
- What did she say? - I don't understand, what?
If the two of you agree...
- Do you think we can do it? - What, mom?
You're thick!
She wants to marry Loriano, this guy here.
- Move it! - Nesi!
- What, Mario? - You tell her!
Get out of the way!
- Where are they taking me? - To the hospital, relax.
Don't die on me.
Come get us if she's not there. Let's not make a scene.
- Should I go in too? - No.
- What a drag... - Don't you dare.
Hello? Cardiology.
Dad.
Hello!
It's nothing.
They just need to run some tests, then I'll go home.
- I'm fine. - Sure.
- Mom? - She's outside with Valeria.
- Should I get them? - No, your aunt will flip out.
Come here.
Here, give this to mom.
Don't read it, put it away.
Put it in your pocket, hide it.
Can I give you a kiss?
Forget it...
Go on, don't worry.
What are you looking at? Go.
- Where's your mother? - Give it back.
No, it's for your dad's own good, and yours and your sister's.
- You'll thank me one day. - Get out of the way.
<... when I get out of here>
She can't come in here!
How dare she come in here after she killed him!
What's she doing? Is she nuts?
This is what dad would've wanted.
- You disgust me! No shame! - Let's go, ignore them.
Good, get out of here! Mario wouldn't have wanted you here.
He only loved me and those poor kids!
He wanted them back, not you!
Poor thing. No one ever loved you because you're selfish and mean...
- And you're ugly as hell! - Shame on you!
You deserve to be out on the street!
Let go of me! And you can forget about the house!
Mario left it to me!
That witch, I'll show her.
I'll hire a lawyer.
Open that door.
Start your engines!
- Here we are. - Hooray!
- That way. - Anna in pole position!
- Silly! - Beautiful home!
Offer these darling nurses and the doctor something.
Valeria, will you take care of it? I sure keep you kids busy...
- Like my little home? - Very much.
Hold on.
Ready?
One, two, three.
Nice and easy...
Saline solution, all the time.
This is for when she's in pain.
And no more than two drops in the IV.
- Yes, mom? - My glasses.
- I'd like to read something. - Want the newspaper?
No, newspapers are full of bad stuff.
I'd like one of those gossip magazines with pictures of movie stars...
Okay, I'll have someone buy them, I'm ashamed to.
Ashamed of what? He's ashamed...
Fine, I'll go get them.
Don't forget to set up the TV for me.
- "Dancing with the Stars" is on tonight. - All right.
Come here.
Just come here for a sec.
- Yes mom? - How are you? You look worn out.
- I'm fine. - Do you sleep at night?
- Or do you stay up worrying? - Of course I sleep.
If you say so.
Why don't you go for a swim?
- I'll have a swim. - Yes, it'll do you good.
Okay, I'll take a nice swim.
My handsome darling...
I'll go get those picture magazine things...
All right, my dear.
What's with you?
He was so nice, he remembered me and let me cut the line.
Hear that? Looks like we can have the wedding on Saturday.
The deputy Mayor will be here.
It's a personal favor, his son was my linesman.
The paperwork's all set, I have friends at City Hall...
- They all respect you. - You're the best.
You're the best too, you and I have always been in tune.
- Could you set up mom's TV? - Sure.
I bought an extension cord too.
I'll set up the DVD player and digital cable...
- Let me give you a kiss. - Thanks, Giancarlo.
Doctor Cerrai... No need to get up.
I'll be right there, let me hook up the scart plug.
I brought you all those Loren films you like...
Move it, kids. Hurry it up.
They never listen.
Easy! It's more fun if you follow the rules.
I used to go to Carlo Bini School,
Then I went to La Marmora, and then to Pistelli.
- Now I go to Colombo School. - I went there too!
- Like me! - Another coincidence.
Now I study accounting, but I think it's a waste of time.
- I want to start working soon. - Me too, after middle school.
- Isn't this my room? - Can't you see I'm talking?
- Have you decided what you want to do? - I want to be a traffic cop.
I envy you, you have set goals, I keep changing my mind.
- Hair dresser, beautician... - It's a tough choice.
Here's fine, how much do I owe you?
No worries, ma'am, the attorney took care of it.
I'd offer you some coffee but everything's a mess.
- It's okay. - Mainardi Company, we do it all.
- I left the number as well. - Thank you again.
We have gas, I'll make pasta with butter and run to work.
What's wrong? Don't you like it here?
We have a home!
The attorney got you a job, a home, even furniture.
He lent it to us, he's kind. Men like Cenerini are hard to find!
Mom! His name's Giancarlo, he's great!
He's a Capricorn, a soccer referee, his dad is chief traffic cop.
I'm all flushed, I think I'm in love!
Take an aspirin, silly...
I'm making some pasta.
Hello? Cenerini law firm.
Hold the line please.
Attorney, it's Mr. Canessa. Shall I put him through?
Okay.
- The call didn't go through. - It didn't?
You have to press the red extension button
before hanging up, or you'll lose the call.
Sorry, I'm so silly. I'm not good with these buttons.
- I'll call him back. - No need.
Thanks, and sorry!
Hello? Cenerini law firm.
He's on the phone, please hold.
I hung up.
Anna, could you come in here please?
Of course.
No way, are you crazy?
Come in.
Let's go sit in the other room.
This way.
Anna, I'd like you to meet Giuliana, my wife.
Good evening.
- Nigiotti, it's a pleasure. - My pleasure.
She's taking me to the Gran Guardia to see Aroldo Tieri.
That's why we have season tickets!
I'm sure Mauro will fall asleep as usual.
A gift for your kids. Bruno and Valeria, right?
- Thank you. - Hope I got the right sizes.
Cashmere, wow! You shouldn't have.
Giuliana adores children.
Let's take a seat.
One Sunday the three of you should come for lunch.
- I'd love to meet the kids. - Of course, if it's not a bother.
- You were right, she's lovely. - Thanks.
I must say, Mrs. Giuliana,
you're even prettier in real life than in pictures.
- How sweet of you! - Cognac?
Just a drop.
I need some Benzetril drops and Bromucodeina cough syrup.
- And this too. - I can give you the eye drops.
- You'll need a prescription for the rest. - I know...
But Dr. Risaliti's at the hospital, I can bring it tomorrow.
Dr. Risaliti's a pediatrician.
I'm happy with him, I didn't want to change doctors.
Good ol' Risaliti...
We're not authorized.
- Please, I'm from out of town. - Please, just leave.
- Just a favor... - Enough already!
Only junkies in withdrawal ask for Bromucodeina and Benzetril.
Do I look like a junkie?
Know how many we see? Wearing a coat and tie, even.
Try another pharmacy or go to the methadone clinic.
- Baldacci? Do I know you? - Give me a break, get out of here!
- Andrea Baldacci, right? - Call the police.
Baldacci...
No way, Andrea Baldacci is back with Talini again!
Talini, be quiet! Kids, pair up for your group work.
Quit complaining.
Talini, you can't pair up with Giacomelli this time.
Who would you like to work with?
Michelucci. Poor guy, I feel sorry for him.
Aren't we conceited!
Michelucci will do, he's a good student. So Talini with Michelucci...
Giacomelli with Algranti and no objections...
You do all the work and I'll paint my nails.
- Should I come to your house? - I won't set foot in yours.
But not before 5:00 'cause Andrea's coming over, understand?
- What did you understand? - What you said.
You don't seem like an expert with these things.
Bruno, honey!
Your Italian teacher says you're very good.
- Stop coming to talk to my teachers! - Your science teacher was nice.
Handsome too, he gave me his number...
- My science teacher's a woman. - Then who was he?
Leave.
Right, Luciana's teaching me to use the photocopier today.
- Bye, honey. - Go.
According to Burckhardt the Medieval Ages were Transcendental,
Universalist...
I put on lace undies and that jerk goes to tennis lessons.
Anthropocentric, Particularist, Humanistic...
I'll show you them, but no touching.
Don't tell anyone, Andrea's jealous.
- We should start writing. - Andrea and I fuck all the time.
He's obsessed. I need to be careful or he'll come inside me.
I bet you've never done it.
Let's start with the title: "Social Transformations...
from the Middle Ages to the Renaissance."
Know what Giacomelli says?
That you're always alone writing sad poems
and jerking off to magazines.
Giacomelli's an idiot. Let's start writing.
Have you ever French kissed? Bet you don't know how.
Andrea says I'm a pro.
It's all about technique.
Elena, you're such a pain in the ass!
Can we do our fucking research! You're nuts!
I'm not one of your boorish friends from your shitty neighborhood.
Don't do that...
You've never done it, have you?
Me neither, but it's a secret.
Come here.
- Come here. - Yes.
Promise you won't tell anyone.
- Kiss me. - Okay.
- Andrea would kill us both. - Right.
- Kiss me. - Sure. - Eat me.
Hurry up, we have a Latin test. We'll all sit behind you.
10-15 years ago, she was Miss Pancaldi.
She'd give blowjobs to her friends' husbands.
My cousin told me!
I heard she did a film because she was that actor's lover...
- Mastroianni? - Right!
I hear she does threesomes with the attorney and his wife.
Excuse my Latin, but she's a real nympho slut.
Be quiet, let Baldacci talk.
I already set her straight.
"Nihil fugit a grinfiis Baldacci", let him talk!
She came for a teacher's meeting, winked at me and went to bathroom.
She locked the door... We did it standing up and doggy style.
Guys, she's super horny. She likes to talk dirty.
That afternoon Elena wanted to fuck but I was beat.
Then she came to my dad's pharmacy, looking for me.
- Guess what she bought? - "Condus profilatticum"!
Baldacci, with all due respect, I fucked your girlfriend.
I hope she's not pregnant, you'd better get a pregnancy test.
It happens...
Babe, that's not true! Don't believe him, he's crazy.
Andrea! Stop it!
Bruno! Your school called. What happened?
Oh my God, honey!
Look what he did to you! Who is this idiot?
A guy from school.
- Andrea Baldacci. Know him? - No, why?
You got together with his girlfriend?
Let's have a look.
You're even cuter all beat up, my little heart breaker!
- You're getting fat, your belly's big. - What?
What are you talking about?
Valeria can't find out.
I'll tell you, you're a big boy now.
What?
Feel it?
You're pregnant? Whose is it?
Take me for a ride on your scooter.
Let's go down the dirt roads and hit all the potholes.
I don't think I can do this. Help me, I'm begging you!
You're a slut! A horny nympho!
You fuck everyone, you make me sick!
I'm sorry, come here! I didn't mean to hurt you.
Where are you going?
- Why are you treating me like this? - Get lost!
Honey, please!
- What happened? - No questions.
I'll warm up some soup.
Oh, that hurts...
What is it, mom?
That thing there... turn it.
Valeria, Loriano!
- Here we go. - More!
No, the doctor said not to overdo the morphine.
It's like magic, the pain disappears and you fly away...
Cristiano...
What?
- Did you call him? - Who?
Cristiano.
- Who's Cristiano? - My poor baby...
What's going on?
Where were you? I had to increase the drip.
This should be at two.
Valeria, come here.
I think we have a brother. His name's Cristiano.
Are you nuts? Are you high?
Dummy, mom was pregnant. She told me.
When?
- When? - Loriano!
You know the story, don't you?
He must be 27 or 28.
Oh my God, what?
Remember that summer when she went away for 3 months
with the attorney and his wife?
She had the baby in secret.
- Bruno! - I thought she had an abortion.
Oh my God!
- Where's Cristiano? - He grew up with his father...
...who kicked the bucket.
For all these years,
she only saw him from a distance.
But I know how much she loved him.
He knows nothing about it, that was the deal.
- What deal? - Oh my God, a brother!
- A brother! - It happens.
- Does he live in Livorno? Who is he? - You two are thick!
Is this a joke? Tell us, already!
- I knew I'd end up saying it. - Tell me.
- It's Cenerini's son! - What? No!
I finally told them...
Why...
Can you believe this?
You knew and you never told me!
You were too young, I was a kid too.
You left to live the good life on your own.
The good life...
You left it all up to me!
I got married and I wasn't even 20.
- Fine, it was all my fault. - Yes, it was your fault!
You abandoned me!
- Some big brother! - Shut up.
- Fuck off! - Fuck you.
- Nesi, fuck you too. - Fuck Nesi and you...
No matter what happened, I wasn't afraid because I had you.
You were mean to me, but you loved me.
You'd smack my head, but stroke my hair so I'd fall asleep.
You made up nursery rhymes for me.
My big brother.
Then you were gone, just like that.
I'd call to say I missed you and you'd say:
"Fine thanks, and you?"
Or you wouldn't even answer.
I wondered what I did wrong.
It's true, I was a little slow as a kid,
but why did you treat me like an idiot?
Come on, Valeria...
I started smoking again cause of you, you bastard...
Bruno...
Why'd you run away?
Why?
You lucked out.
A big round of applause for Bruno Michelucci!
Breech. A composition in free verse.
Wonderful, honey!
Breech.
Come on!
- Bravo, honey! - Bravo!
Came into the world feet first...
Why me...
<He flirted with me, took me out for pizza and to the movies. >
But she was also more... modern. You know?
She betrayed me.
You can't imagine how I suffered.
What can you do? So many years have passed.
Pride's an ugly monster!
Don't make the same mistake, it's your life.
If you want to go, go. But no more resentment, Bruno.
Auntie told me dad had left us money, and if I wanted to go I could use it.
You didn't even come to her funeral.
You missed the scene with mom hugging her coffin.
You should've seen how she cried...
I missed a lot of things.
If you'd at least become rich and famous...
I'm poor and unknown.
- And idiotic. - No, I wish...
I'm normal, which is worse.
- I don't understand, so you are... - Your siblings.
I'm Valeria, and he's the oldest, Bruno.
Bruno...
Excuse me.
Yes?
No, I'll be right there.
I'm sorry, today's been hectic...
So what can I do for you...
We came to invite you to our mother's wedding.
- Who's also your mom... - Our mom.
She's dying, but she's getting married?
- Exactly. - Yes.
We think it would make her very happy.
It might be nice for you too, wouldn't it?
Your mother is... very special.
She ruined my life, and hers...
If you meet her, maybe she'll ruin yours too.
I'll be right back.
Hang on, I'll be back. I'll just be a minute.
- What are you saying, you loon! - Well it's true, isn't it?
- So you tell him? - He's our brother.
Tiziana, wait a few minutes, then tell them I had an unexpected meeting.
Be polite though, please.
When they leave, call me.
People are insane...
Your mom's getting married?
Luckily she invited me, I love weddings!
- She invited you? - Livorno is lovely.
Why do you hate it so much? You can smell the sea.
- My sister Valeria. - We finally meet!
If it were up to him...
Like hell he'd introduce me to his girlfriend.
Don't use that word, he'll have a heart attack.
Hold on... you know, you're very pretty.
Thanks, you're beautiful, he didn't tell me!
He only sees the ugly side of life. That's how he is, he doesn't talk...
- How can you stand him? - Who knows. I adore him.
- Are you done? - Here we go!
Livorno's good for you!
Easy, you pigs, or we won't have enough!
- Kids, behave. - They touch the snacks, I'll kill 'em.
- Giancarlo. - Excuse me.
I ordered three trays of snacks and only two arrived.
Where are the croissants? What'll we do now, idiots?
Calm down, Loriano. Have a seat.
- Hush up, I've been to the bathroom three times already. - Good.
- Come in, sir. - He's here already!
Hope parking wasn't a problem.
If you get a fine, I'll handle it.
- Actually, I have a chauffeur. - Of course, I was kidding!
Barbacci, Municipal police. This is Loriano Nesi...
The groom! Congratulations.
- My plea-sure, your Ex-cell-ence. - He's nervous.
- The doorbell! - I'll get it.
I'm sorry, Your Honor, we had a serious issue with the croissants.
The buffet's in there.
Cristiano, come in.
- May I? - Of course. Thanks for coming.
Thank you. This is Chiara, my girlfriend.
Someone else wanted to come... my mother.
Bruno, how are you? Do you remember me?
- Of course. The buffet's in there. - May we?
Thank you. You've taken a huge weight off my chest.
The buffet's in there.
- Oh yes, of course. Thanks again. - The bride is ready!
You look like a ticket inspector!
The deputy Mayor is here, Mr. Caciagli.
- How kind. - My pleasure.
- Let's hurry, where's Bruno? - Here I am.
- Cristiano! - Mrs. Anna...
My darling, come here.
Let me take a look at you!
My goodness, you're so handsome.
You looked good with long hair too when you were in college.
- Thanks. - This must be your girlfriend.
- Yes, Chiara. - So pretty. When will you get married?
- Dunno... - Don't be like Bruno...
He's got the perfect girl and he's still dragging his feet!
Mrs. Giuliana, you came too?
My goodness, Anna!
Let's begin.
Come on, Loriano, stand there or we'll never get started.
- Are the witnesses here? - Yes.
Good, let the ceremony begin.
Are you, Loredano Nesi, AKA Loriano?
Loredano, huh?
Are you Anna Nigiotti? In compliance with standard laws...
I will read the Civil Code clauses on matrimony.
Spouses acquire the same rights
and assume the same duties.
Marriage requires fidelity, moral and material assistance,
and collaboration in handling the family and mutual home.
Marriage requires the husband and wife
to maintain, instruct, and educate offspring
keeping in mind the abilities and aspirations of their children.
Though these kids are all grown up...
Loredano, AKA Loriano Nesi,
do you take Anna Nigiotti to be your wedded wife?
I do.
- What was that? - He said "I do".
Luckily!
Anna Nigiotti,
do you take Loredano Nesi as your husband?
If I'd known his name was Loredano...
It's too late now, it's fine.
- Did the witnesses hear? - Yes.
In the name of the law, I pronounce Loredano AKA Loriano Nesi
and Anna Nigiotti, man and wife.
Traditionally, you would exchange rings now.
- Go on. - I knew it...
Relax, Loredano.
It's all set.
You may now kiss the bride.
Came into the world feet first...
Milan's a beautiful city, but parking is a huge problem.
The lack of parking spaces is an issue in Livorno too.
Even if it's a smaller city, it's not an easy problem to solve.
The neighborhoods are crammed with cars. Right, Attorney?
If the City makes residents pay for parking, they get upset.
- The squares can't be used. - Enough, Sergio.
It's awesome when the lead singer does it.
Why don't you sing in English, use some of the great poets.
Dylan Thomas, even Shakespeare...
Uncle Bruno, your lyrics are amazing. Why'd you stop writing?
- You wrote, Bruno? - When I was a kid...
Why don't you and Sandra come stay in Livorno?
- Cool, we'd get to know each other. - Maybe... in the future.
They could build an underground lot in Piazza Mazzini, for instance.
Can you get the trays in there?
- Eco-friendly incentives are key... - Get the door.
- We'll continue when I get back. - All right.
- Sorry about him. - Why? He's nice.
I'll get it. My man, Bruno! What a day!
Good evening.
Excuse me, I heard there was a celebration for Anna...
It's all done, my mother-in-law's resting now.
- Can I say hello to Valeria? - Hi, come in!
- Valeria's in the kitchen. - Thanks.
Valeria, your boss is here.
- Good evening, I brought these. - Nice.
- They're for your mom. - I thought so.
- Want some coffee? - Yes, thanks.
Hello.
- Thanks. How are you? - How do you think I am?
- Evening. - Nice to meet you, I'm the son...
I mean the brother... Well, the son of...
- No problem. - My sister Chiara... I mean my girlfriend!
Sorry, my head's spinning today.
Bruno, she wants you two.
She's too worked up, I had to up the sedative.
Take this off, would you? I don't need it anymore...
Lift up your head.
- Thanks. - Give it to me.
I heard some singing.
- It was Sergio. - Shall we sing a bit, kids?
Come on...
How did that one we liked go?
Do you hear this voice?
It's my heart singing
Together, Bruno.
Love, love, love
That's all I know how to say
And you'll understand me
I picked up a guitar
And I play for you
It's time to learn
I know I can't play
But I play for you
Sing!
The first beautiful thing
I got from life
Is your young smile, is you
A star amidst the trees
Night has lifted
My heart falls deeper in love
Deeper in love
That's enough now, mom.
Don't tire yourself out, get some rest.
My head is spinning... but it's nice!
Get some sleep, mom.
- What's so funny? - I just thought of Lenzi.
- Lenzi? - He was so ridiculous!
I don't remember him.
Lenzi, the guy with the toupee.
Once, on the Terrazza Mascagni it flew off into the sea!
- How about that Fascist? - Count Augusto Paoletti.
- Augusto Paoletti... - Did he die?
He dove into an empty pool. Head-first.
A tragicomic ending...
- And Mansani? What a drag! - But he was kind.
When we left, he was so sad he closed the store.
Poor thing!
He was in love, mom.
They were all in love with you.
Not Cenerini.
- That time I fooled myself. - Not if you ask me...
No, he only had eyes for his wife.
Beautiful woman, did you see her?
You're more beautiful, mom.
But the best of all...
was your father.
A lot of hitting and screaming but a lot of love, too. Too much.
That damn photo drove him crazy, poor thing.
- What photo? - It's in that drawer.
Get it.
See?
That stupid photographer put it in his window.
Dad passed by and heard people talking.
You know how people can be...
Especially in Livorno.
- What do you have against Livorno? - Everything.
Dad was pigheaded like you.
What a life, my darlings...
But we had lots of fun.
Didn't we?
Anna...
- I want to see. - It's best you don't.
- Go in there. - Honey...
Giancarlo, wait.
Bruno, I'm hurting.
I wasn't expecting this.
Come on, Sergio, be strong.
- Hug me, honey. - Giancarlo, I asked you to wait.
Just cry, sweetheart.
Let it out...
I can't take it.
- I can't handle it. - I'm here.
My heart is breaking.
- Let's go home dad, it's best. - Let's go.
My mom...
Good night.
My heart is breaking.
My heart is breaking...
No, wait one minute.
You can't leave that inside!
What a messy job, rubble everywhere...
What a messy job, they don't give a damn!
I want to place these in there.
- Loriano, it's too high. - I can do it, I'm not a midget.
- Rubble everywhere... - Thanks.
- Get a sponge and clean it up, right here. - Thanks.
Shall we take the bus or walk?
We could take a cab too.
- How are you doing, honey? - Fine, I'm fine.
If you want, we can stay till tomorrow.
I can buy something for dinner tonight.
Sandra...
Do you have a bathing suit?
Of course, you think I'd come to Livorno without one?
I don't.
I don't have one.
Come on, silly! It's beautiful!
Come on, dive in!