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[static crackling]
["Wedding March" playing]
Do you, Marta, take the here present Zac Efron
to love him and honour him?
-[music stops] -Uh, no, no, no!
Zac was the one I married last week!
Today it should've been Beckham!
["Sul più bello" playing]
-[music fades] -[birds singing]
11 YEARS LATER
[Marta] You know all those fairy tales little girls get told?
About the ugly duckling that will one day turn into a swan
and the caterpillars that will eventually become butterflies.
Well, in the end,
I stayed a caterpillar.
But don't feel sorry for me.
Because believe me, the worst is yet to come.
[bright piano music playing]
-Fuck, it's humongous! -[bags thud]
-[Marta] Luckily, I have my friends. -I'll take the biggest room, then.
[Marta] Jacopo.
Jacopo is not fashionable.
Jacopo is fashion.
Since an early age, his mission was clear.
To fight bad taste.
[woman] What do you think?
[Jacopo] Mum, better with the ballerina pumps.
Try these on.
[bright music continues playing]
No way are you having the biggest room.
Well, actually, I can. I'm the only man, you know.
[bags thud]
Hey, man-child,
when you want a rematch at arm wrestling, let me know.
[Marta] Federica.
If you call her "Fede," she'll headbutt you.
Well, honey, you never tell us anything.
How's school going?
[Marta] She came out when she was, like, 13.
Well, Anna and I are together now.
[Marta] She's always been delicate.
Her poor parents.
But what about that cute little boy you--
The one who's always with you. What's his name?
-Jacopo. -Jacopo.
He's dating Matteo.
[Marta] At least they can console themselves
knowing that they've raised a maths genius.
MONEY
Looks like somebody has yet to put any money in the kitty.
[Marta] She invented a method to count cards in poker.
She's cleaning out every illegal gambling den in town.
CUSHIONS FEDERICA - KITCHEN
So we were saying, the bedrooms?
Okay. Let's make a list of the rooms with the pros and cons of each.
-[laughs, sighs] -[Marta] I love lists.
Lists are life.
[both] To hell with your lists.
[bright instrumental music playing]
[Jacopo] Go!
[Marta exclaims]
[coughing and gasping]
-Ah, it's the dust. -[Federica] Where's the nebuliser?
[Marta continues coughing]
[Marta] In the end, I lost the biggest room.
But don't feel sorry for me.
The worst is yet to come.
-[nebuliser hissing] -[Marta] But it won't be long.
My parents died when I was three. A car crash.
They're the ones who left me this house
and a rare genetic disease
I'll never be able to thank them enough for.
Mucoviscidosis.
Nothing too dramatic.
But if you don't take enzymes with every meal,
use the nebuliser, do respiratory physiotherapy
and avoid damp places full of germs,
your lungs fill up with mucus, you get an infection and, well,
you die.
This is the moment when you can feel sorry for me.
To sum it up, have you seen all those movies
where the heroine has a terminal illness,
but despite the chemo and the respirator,
she's a total babe and is dating the coolest guy in school?
-[music stops abruptly] -[Marta] Well, that ain't my movie.
[indistinct chatter]
[footsteps approaching]
Hey, guys. Don't worry. Everything will be okay.
-[Jacopo sighs] -[both] Okay.
Marta.
Come in.
No, come on, guys. You know the rules.
You two wait out here.
-[quirky music playing] -[doctor] So, Marta, how do you feel?
Had any other episodes?
No, not that I recall.
Ah, yes. The other day, I had an episode of catarrhal coughing.
But I'm of the opinion it was just the dust.
You see, finally, the house my parents left me has become available.
We've only now just managed to move in.
-You couldn't believe the state it-- -[doctor] Listen, Marta.
I've made the decision to interrupt the therapy we were trying up to now.
Why?
I am cured?
[laughs]
Come on. It's just a bit of humour.
So what's it mean?
It means that it didn't work this time either.
-[sombre music playing] -Doesn't it, Doctor?
[doctor] Mm-hmm.
How long do I have left?
-[both] What the fuck? -Shh!
Just let him answer.
You see, for patients who have mucoviscidosis, time's relative.
What matters most is your attitude.
The large or even the smaller goals that you can achieve
will assist us to gain some time for you.
So just remember, keep your head up.
Thank you, Doctor.
Seriously, you've opened up a world for me.
Too bad I, uh, really have to go back to work right now.
[chuckles]
[both chuckle awkwardly]
[quirky music playing]
-Good morning, little Marta. -Good morning, big Ahmed.
[purse thuds]
[knocking on door]
-Where have you been, then? -[Marta] At the doctor's.
Chill out. It's nothing contagious.
Now, look here.
You'll take care of the offers today. Come on.
-They're waiting for you downstairs. -If I really have to.
[director chuckles]
[clears throat]
One, two, three.
Testing. [makes popping sound]
[sultry music playing]
[seductively] Good morning.
[over PA] Today only, tuna and brine
is at a whopping 40% off.
Organic, locally-sourced green olives are 30% off.
Hurry.
The offer ends tonight.
[switch clicks]
-[sultry music fades] -[tapping on door]
I'M DYING TO MEET YOU! MARIO
[Marta chuckles]
Dear Mario,
you end up on the wall as well.
WAILING WALL
-[quirky music playing] -Yes!
No!
[gags]
[giggles wildly] Oh my!
-Jacopo, I think I'm in love with you. -I'm gay. And I'll remind you, so are you.
[Federica scoffs] Doesn't your mother notice you steal her clothes?
[Marta] Ew!
[Jacopo] Sorry to have to tell you,
but surely the Internet is not the right place for therapy.
Actually, I'm on Tinder.
Uh, you heard the doctor.
Having clear objectives gives me more time.
-What are you talking about? -[Marta] Shh! I'm working!
We're in a new neighbourhood.
[giggling] New and exciting geolocation!
Yeah. New hot arseholes who can also knock you back, then.
[Marta] Mm.
Superb. So then, what now?
-[Federica] It's my ex's birthday party. -Which one are you referring to exactly?
You're a moron. Come on, Julia.
Sure, right. Which one of the many?
What are you saying?
Julia, the salesgirl from Zara.
Julia, the actress.
Julia, the number 64 bus driver.
-Julia, the actress. -[Jacopo scoffs]
[Federica] There'll be a lot of straight guys.
Just in case anyone's actually interested.
[Jacopo] Will you stop it?
-Why are you swiping them? They're cute. -[sighs] Not enough, really.
There's way more dignity in being rejected by someone out of my league.
No. Now go and get ready.
Put on something nice and come out with us.
Guys, as long as there's broadband, there's hope.
My sex appeal is best expressed through a keyboard.
You have to look truth in the eyes.
However brutal.
-[club music playing] -So, me ankles, you shoulders?
Right.
No. No, no. No!
Leave me, please! No!
No, no!
[indistinct chatter]
[sighs] Marta, we both have something very important to tell you.
Go on. I'm all ears.
Oh God!
Right, guys, about that thing we need to discuss? Tell me later, okay?
Now, excuse me. I'm going to work.
[man 1] Do you like it?
Thanks.
Giacomo! How are you?
-It's been ages. [giggles] -[Giacomo] Marta.
How are you doing?
Bored stiff. This party's a drag.
[sniffs] Everyone's so serious.
I predict trouble ahead.
Lots of trouble. [sighs]
[man 2] Arturo! Arturo Selva!
-Giacomo, nice seeing you again. Ciao. -Same.
-[man 2] Wherever you are, I'm there. -[Federica] What?
Why on earth were you talking to Julia's brother?
[sighs] He's been hitting on me for ages. He's finally useful to me.
-So? -His name's Arturo Selva.
We know he's handsome, he showers in aftershave made by Tom Ford.
Um…
Oh, his profile is private.
Sorry, can you hold this? Thank you.
A few ideas. I'm confused.
Not everyone's like you, buddy.
You've had clear ideas since nursery school.
-If you say so. -I was there too, remember?
What's wrong with you?
Nothing. Everything's great.
As always.
[woman] There we go again.
Wait, look!
-He was tagged in a photo with Giacomo. -Mo's photo.
They're friends. [gasps]
Break time's over.
[sighs]
I'm going back to work.
[man 2] It's a cool place. It just opened. I could take you there sometime.
-How about we get another vodka? -Where were you?
-Yeah? What do you say? -Hey. What are you doing?
[phone unlocks]
[typing]
FORWARDED
-[chuckles] -Oh, oh, oh! I think I've lost my phone.
Have you seen it?
I don't know where it could've gone. It's bright red.
-No. -I have no idea.
-[phone clatters] -[water splashes]
[Marta sighs]
[grunts]
-[Marta sighs] -[toilet flushes]
[man 2] Impossible. He never sleeps.
We've got everything. Let's bounce.
[Jacopo grunts]
[Federica] Wait for me!
[club music fades]
[tense music playing]
[quirky music playing]
Bingo!
-Jacopo, you won't believe-- -[Jacopo panting, grunts]
[Federica chuckles]
[Marta gasping and panting]
[nebuliser hissing]
[Jacopo] We were…
Uh, uh… What we were doing is, uh…
Okay. Please, you tell her.
You coward.
We've decided to have a baby.
But you're only 19.
[sighs] Yes, but we feel we're ready.
And… you decided to do it…
-The old-school way. -[Marta shudders]
Which, um, it seems is not going too--
[groans] Spare me the particulars.
Hear us out.
We know lots of people are going to react badly.
Gonna say it runs against nature'--
Well, what I saw was most definitely against nature.
[sighs] I mean, why didn't you tell me anything?
Fuck, we decide everything together.
Even how many plies the toilet paper should have.
But something like this?
You're right. Forgive us.
Okay.
[sighs] Can we think about it?
And until I've decided what I think, do you promise no more shenanigans?
Uh, and anyway, we tried to tell you last night at the party.
All right.
Jacopo.
I know how you can earn my forgiveness.
Get dressed. We're going somewhere.
[both sigh, thud]
ARMIDA ROWING CLUB MEMBERS ONLY
[birds singing]
[Jacopo] Happy now? There's no one here.
-Let's get some sleep. -No, wait.
Can't you feel how damp it is? It's bad for me. What about you?
[Marta gasps, grunts]
[suspenseful music playing]
-See? That's him! -Shh!
[Marta grunts softly]
[suspenseful music continues playing]
[Marta, quietly] Hurry up.
[woman] Good morning, Arturo.
I'm sorry, it's members only.
We are not holding trials right now.
Apologies. We were just leaving.
Sure. No, I understand. It's just that…
Right, uh, do you know what mucoviscidosis is?
-[woman] No. -[sad music playing]
[Marta] Basically, your lungs fill up with mucus
until you get an infection, then… it's all over.
And you have muco…?
[crying] Yes. I was diagnosed when I was a child.
Oh my. I'm sorry.
I've made a bucket list that I need to fulfil before the…
the fateful time arrives.
Oh, really? You do? I also make lists of everything, you know?
-[chuckles] -Great, great, great.
-So, then? -[woman] Uh…
[clears throat] You'd better come with me.
-[Marta] Thank you, thank you. -[woman] Mm-hmm.
-[Marta coughs] -You're evil incarnate.
How dare you. I have muco.
[woman] Our rowing club was founded back in 1869.
It immediately stood out for the cheerful and carefree spirit of its members.
Their happy antics really have become the stuff of legend.
On 25 February 1874, the club was officially named Armida.
[shutter clicks]
The club is a great tradition.
My grandmother was a secretary here.
Then my mother. And now I'm here.
[woman] Over the years, the club has trained the finest athletes,
including many world champions and the odd Olympic one.
One of the disciplines the club shines in is pararowing
for those athletes with disabilities.
This is the training pool.
-[showers running] -[tense instrumental music playing]
[lock rattles]
[door opens]
[men chattering indistinctly]
[Marta inhales]
[Marta] Let's go! I told you, I don't have much time left.
[Jacopo] Hey.
[bright music playing]
-See you later. -Yeah, okay.
[speaking inaudibly]
[ringtone playing]
Hello, Federica? I can't talk. I'm at university right now.
[Federica] Ah, have you decided to study?
[giggling] Yes. I am studying, actually.
Good. Because on the 27th you have a pedagogy exam.
[chuckling] What? No, no, no, no. I really don't think so.
Yes, you do. I put you down for it.
I'll let you go. You must be… very busy.
You have no idea.
[suspenseful music playing]
[music building]
[indistinct chatter]
"Arturo Selva follows his grandfather's footsteps."
Ah.
Marine engineering.
[sighs] Full on, huh?
[Marta laughs] Guys, I'm coming in.
[Federica] Don't worry, that was it for this month.
I got my period.
We'll try again in 18 and a half days.
I still haven't decided if I agree with this whole thing.
-But I want to help you. -With a gigantic enema?
Have you guys not seen that film?
There's this movie with Jennifer Aniston,
and she wants to get pregnant and uses a baster for turkeys.
Do you really think this would work?
-[mobile phone ringtone playing] -[Marta giggles]
-[ringtone stops playing] -[Federica] Countess.
What do you mean, you've decided not to play on Thursday?
[whispering] Stir the sauce for me?
[in normal voice] Of course, it's only down to luck.
-Yes, of course, it's me. -[Marta chuckles]
Stop it. I'm begging you, please.
[Federica] You'll see. Your luck will change.
[sighs] Why now, exactly?
Give me three good reasons, and I promise I'll stop.
Bollocks to your lists. I feel like I'm ready.
Hmm. That's Federica's reason.
But I'll let it pass. Next?
Because I want to make a difference for someone.
You already do that for me.
You'll be the best aunt ever.
And you're always the first to get broody over kids, right?
[Marta chuckles softly]
You guys are doing it for me.
Listen up, darling.
Just because you're on your way out, it doesn't mean everything's about you.
Maybe… the muco sped things up a little,
but if you start thinking about it, there'll never be a right moment.
Come on, cheer up! The family's growing!
[chuckles] Luckily, you guys still have 18 and a half days to think about it.
[bright music playing]
That crazy countess kicked me off their Thursday poker game
because she says I always leave them high and dry.
-The richer they are, the stingier. -[Marta and Jacopo chuckle]
Have I missed something?
[Marta laughing]
-[Federica] The sauce! -[sauce sizzling]
[Marta and Jacopo continue laughing]
What are you laughing about? I'm not eating tuna three nights in a row.
-[scoffs] No! -[Marta and Jacopo laughing hysterically]
[bright music continues playing]
[group panting]
[Marta] Guys, I'm dying!
-We haven't even done 200 meters. -But I have muco!
Exactly. You heard the doctor.
-You need to walk. -[Marta coughing]
[sighs]
-So, how's the stalking going? -Not great.
I can't figure him out. He seems to hate everything he does.
He's got the Instagram profile of an idiot.
His followers are a bunch of morons who all pretend to be his best friend.
He rows like his dad and studies marine engineering like his grandpa.
-[Jacopo grunts] -Doesn't eat carbs.
All that's missing is he likes karaoke. It's all so bloody boring.
If I bore you so much, why do you follow me everywhere?
Oh. So, you… notice me. [chuckles]
Mm-hmm. What do you want?
A dinner date!
-What? -[Marta] Well, you asked me what I want.
A real date.
And if we don't click, I promise I'll leave you alone.
Let's do it.
See you at my place at eight. You already know the address, right?
Just… in case, should we maybe take down each other's numbers?
No.
I normally do a good deed at least once a year.
I would guess with this, I should be fine for quite a long time.
What an arsehole.
Shh!
I have a dinner date with Arturo Selva!
-[giggles, sighs] -[bright music playing]
-[Ahmed] Good morning, little Marta. -[Marta] Good morning to you, big Ahmed.
[door opens]
[Marta sighs] I don't need these any more.
-[exhales] -[door opens]
Marta, these are today's offers for you.
Are you okay?
Director, I've never been better.
You worry too much.
You should be an actor, you know that?
With that smile… Has anyone ever told you?
[director grumbles] Eh?
[switch clicks]
Dear customers…
[sighs, seductively]
…if you feel like cooking an intimate dinner for the one you love,
why not start with a nice appetizer?
Today only, wild salmon on offer at 50 cents.
While stocks last, naturally.
You can then continue
and spoil the love of your life
with an Italian succulent whole-roasted chicken,
which, for you, is only 30 cents.
And why not wash it all down with some sparkling wine?
Which today only, you'll find
at the exceptionally low price of 40 cents.
[moans] But hurry because the offer ends soon
and it's definitely not one to be missed.
Marta, what the hell are you doing to me?
Uh, I was just reading the flyer you gave me
but giving it a little context. [chuckles]
[director] The sparkling wine is 40% off, not 40 cents!
We'll end up going bust like this!
Oops. [giggles]
It's just that I have a date with Arturo Selva. [laughs]
And I just realized I have nothing to wear. Jacopo!
[director groans]
-[Marta] Ow! -[Federica] Be careful.
[Jacopo] Mum? All clear.
[footsteps approaching]
-["Jungle" playing] -♪ I am fake ♪
♪ Don't know if you know it And if you do, I'd never… ♪
But are you sure your mum's clothes will fit me?
Honey, over the course of her life, my mother's been every size under the sun.
♪ So I smile my eyes for the camera ♪
♪ But I frown in the rearview mirror ♪
♪ Swear at the driver He's been racing me this far ♪
♪ There's no point in cutting the corner ♪
♪ I'm caught in the jungle ♪
♪ By my own lies ♪
♪ Snap that, chat it back ♪
♪ Capture every moment Now take it back, take it back ♪
♪ We don't know the future ♪
♪ But we own it ♪
♪ Now look at that, look at that ♪
♪ Take a chance, it will be okay ♪
♪ If you need me I'll be the only one awake ♪
♪ Can't you see me? ♪
♪ Only when you see me ♪
♪ Sitting in the corner With the lipstick stains ♪
[gasps] ♪ Gasp ♪
♪ I don't know the future ♪
♪ But we own it ♪
♪ In the jungle, we are the jungle ♪
♪ Run the jungle, life is a jungle ♪
♪ In the jungle, we are the jungle ♪
♪ Run the jungle, life is a jungle ♪
Okay, come on. I have style.
[crickets chirping]
[pills rattle]
[doorbell rings]
[dramatic piano music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
Hello?
Are you lost?
Speak any… English at all?
[Marta] Arturo.
-Mum, this is-- -Marta.
Marta.
Marta, this is my mother.
Marta, you'll have to excuse me,
but Arturo hadn't told us you would be joining us this evening.
Right, then.
Come on in.
You didn't tell me that this was officially a family dinner.
You wanted a dinner,
you should have been more specific in your request.
But look at the bright side.
I could've taken you to karaoke.
Darling, this is a friend of our son's.
Yes, Dad, this is Marta.
Marta. A pleasure.
Filippo Selva.
These are Marcello, a colleague, and Beatrice, his daughter.
-[piano music stops] -[mother] Marcello?
-[Marcello] Yes? -[mother] Come.
Arturo, if I may.
-[clears throat] Who is she? -[Arturo] A friend.
[Filippo] A friend friend or more than a friend, then?
Hmm?
Do tell.
The music you were playing was beautiful.
-What's the piece called? -[Filippo] Interesting.
It's by Beethoven.
It's entitled "Pathetic."
-[cover slams] -[mother] Shall we take our places?
-What do you say? -[Filippo] Yes.
Please, Marcello.
Arturo.
Beatrice, please.
[clock ticking]
Well, then.
Marta.
Arturo never tells us anything.
Perhaps now we can learn something more about our little one.
[Marta] Oh. Gladly.
But we've only known each other for, like, 24 hours.
Only 24 hours?
Mm, actually, I… I noticed her about a month ago.
Then, after a long courtship, here she is.
The girl who stole my heart.
[chuckles] Come on. This is a joke, right?
No.
[tense instrumental music playing]
Actually, it didn't quite happen like that.
A month ago, we saw each other for the very first time.
That is, I saw him.
So elegant, masculine.
And then, I started stalking him.
At university, at the club.
I even stole his towel
so I could sniff it casually at home to my heart's content.
One fine day, to make me stop, he granted me a date.
I had to practically blackmail him,
and it seems to have worked, so here we all are.
Uh, well, we don't know anything about you either.
What do you do? You're working, or…?
I'm studying psychology. [chuckles]
But just for fun.
I work part-time in a supermarket,
and, among other things, I do announcements.
[chuckles] You know, the voice-overs?
The special offers.
But aren't they recorded normally?
No, darling. Not mine. I'm a professional artist. [chuckles]
Uh, your parents live here in Turin?
My parents died when I was a child.
But I have two best friends, Jacopo and Federica.
Soon I'll become an aunt, I think, because they're trying to have a baby.
Well, that's, um, uh, wonderful news, isn't it?
Yes, except that since he's gay and she's a lesbian,
they're trying with a turkey baster.
[whispering] Picture it, if you will.
[chuckles]
Anyway, you'll have to excuse me,
but I think I have an equestrian lesson early in the morning.
Or was it fencing?
I don't remember now. [giggles]
Well, Mrs. and Mr. Selva, it was a real pleasure to meet you.
Thank you for your exquisite hospitality.
[footsteps fading]
Wait, wait, wait.
Wait, wait, wait!
I'm sorry.
I'll give you a tip.
Next time you don't feel like doing something,
just say no.
Now I'll be going back to where I came from,
and I suggest you do the same.
But do you think the spout on this thing is long enough?
Jacopo, you're not inseminating my tonsils, eh?
How would I know? This isn't my field. You know that.
What do you say?
-Should we give it a trial run? -Such an idiot.
-[Jacopo chuckles] -[door opens]
-Hey, she's back already? -That's not a good sign at all.
Where are the sedatives?
Category, "having fun with the freak."
[sombre piano music playing]
You guys should've seen the family.
The mother is beautiful.
The father is so handsome.
Even the butlers were beautiful.
It definitely wasn't my world.
[Federica] What a bunch of arseholes.
No, they were even nice to me as well.
But it was such a sad family.
You know what I think?
We might not have beautiful butlers, but our family will never be sad.
[uplifting music playing]
Give yourself time. You'll get through this.
[sighs, chuckles] Time, eh?
And this?
[all laughing]
[Marta] Mm.
[alarm clock ringing]
[clatters]
[phone unlocks]
[DJ on phone] Good morning.
I'm Fil Grondone, and you're listening to Radio m20.
A new week is starting, and I can feel you're full of energy.
-[nebuliser hissing] -["Changing (Still)" playing]
♪ If you try ♪
♪ If you want to say ♪
♪ And if you lie ♪
♪ Stay, I wanna make your regrets fall ♪
♪ We hold on ♪
♪ Stay, I wanna take care of your fault ♪
♪ Lover, can you hear me no more? ♪
[Marta exhales]
♪ Lover, can you hear me no more? ♪
[music swells]
[muted] Good morning, little Marta.
-[music fades] -[Marta sighs]
God, kill me.
-[tapping on door] -[paper rustles]
[Marta sighs]
I'M SORRY… ARTURO
DINNER? FOR REAL THIS TIME
[Marta scoffs]
NOT UNDER PAIN OF DEATH
[sighs] To hell with pride.
I finish at six. Pick me up at home at nine.
-Via Po, number 14. -Okay.
Now you can go. I have loads to do.
[quirky music playing]
[door closes heavily, locks]
[sighs] And here we are.
God, I don't know if you exist,
but if you do, this would be a really, really good time to send me a sign.
[lights click off]
Yeah, exactly.
[crickets chirping]
[takes a deep breath] Breathe, breathe.
[exhales]
Hmm. You really came.
[mobile phone ringtone playing]
-[phone chimes] -Hey, Vitto.
[Vitto] What're you up to, dude?
I'm going to dinner, remember?
Dinner?
Ah, yeah, the charity dinner was tonight.
[laughs] Please, call me right after.
-[Arturo] Yeah. -Take photos.
-Vitto, I'll call you back. See ya. -Make a video. Livestream.
Vittorio, a friend of mine. Sometimes he's a bit of an idiot.
What is it they say?
-Well, if the glove fits. -Exactly.
[waiter] Master Selva. What a joy to see you again so soon.
-Please come in. -[Arturo] Thank you.
[Marta] Do you come here often?
[Arturo] Yes. It's my parents' favourite restaurant.
[Marta] Good evening.
[light instrumental music playing]
They do vegan cuisine.
Everything on the menu is cooked at a low temperature,
and the ingredients are all locally sourced.
A hundred and fifty-two euros for a green salad?
Those are the calories right there.
[chuckles] You never get when I'm joking.
[sighs]
-[waiter] Good evening. -Good evening.
[waiter] May I suggest a seitan cutlet,
soaked in apple cider vinegar and tofu mousse with parsley
from our bioclimatic greenhouse?
Yes.
And could you also bring us a bottle of Franciacorta? Thank you.
Everyone's looking at us.
I'm used to it.
Tell me about it.
[exhales]
Okay.
[humming]
[smacks lips] Let's play a game, okay?
Right. We have five questions each, and there is only one rule, okay?
We cannot lie.
But we can play a get-out-of-jail card in case the question is too personal.
I'm in.
Describe yourself in three adjectives.
Not all positive.
Generous.
Hmm.
Impatient.
Wary.
Okay.
Your turn now.
Why me, exactly?
Why? [giggling]
Because you're handsome.
What do you hate most in other people?
Superficiality.
[Marta takes a deep breath, exhales]
[takes a deep breath] Your turn. Make a wish.
I wish my parents could still be alive. I practically never knew them, you know?
Gosh, so heavy. I'll change my wish.
I wish…
[quietly] …I could have a pork sandwich.
[quirky music playing]
Ahmed! Thank you, thank you, thank you! [laughs]
Now, but don't you two get me fired, right?
Well then, what's the plan?
[lights click on]
[switch clicks]
[sultry music playing]
[seductively] Good evening, Master Arturo.
[over PA] And welcome to Chez Marta.
All dishes are locally sourced,
in the sense that you get them yourself.
For the first course,
the chef offers you a timeless classic of Italian cuisine,
la pizza margherita,
in aisle ten.
For the main course,
one slight deviation from the long-held vegan tradition,
platter of cold cuts, aisle nine.
Accompanied by a selection of cheeses.
Aisle three.
And for dessert,
a real delicacy,
strawberries, down aisle five.
All washed down with…
[panting] The wine is my call.
I'll see you in the garden department.
-[switch clicks] -[sultry music fades]
[Arturo takes a breath]
[glasses clink]
[Arturo] Let's see.
Good.
I'm playing on my home turf, dear.
-[Arturo] Mm. -[laughs] Speaking of playing…
Shoot.
How many times have you said I love you?
-Never. -Are you being serious?
Not even to Elena,
the blonde you were with from 2017 till August 2018?
What did you expect? I'm a real pro.
No. Not even to Elena.
Which is why, in the summer of 2018,
she dumped me.
-[Marta inhales sharply] -[Arturo] My turn.
How do you see yourself at 60?
[gentle music playing]
[chuckles softly, sighs] Oh my goodness, how stressful.
At 60, eh?
[sighs] Okay. Um…
I see myself happily married to an English writer.
Just think, he asked me to marry him on a gondola ride.
Super cheesy, I know, but that's how he is.
[chuckles] We live in Cornwall, and we have three children, to be precise.
Two boys and a girl because we love children.
But they're at college now, so at 60 years of age,
my husband and I,
we finally have some time to dedicate to ourselves.
It seems you've planned everything.
My turn. Don't you like planning things ever?
[Arturo] I don't know. I've never done any.
I always let other people tell me… what I should and shouldn't like.
My family… my friends.
Okay, and here's my fourth question.
Are you a virgin?
Well?
[takes a deep breath]
I'm not actually a Virgo. Mm, July, so I'm a Cancer.
[chuckles] No, that's not fair.
Well, you should have been more specific. I must have misheard. [chuckles]
[soothing instrumental music playing]
Thank you for this evening.
-[chuckles] -No, thank you.
-There's still-- -The last question, I know.
The last question.
I would like to know the truth.
Am I the ugliest girl you've ever gone out with?
No.
-[tense music playing] -You played your get-out-of-jail card.
[both chuckle softly]
My turn.
Was it
what you expected?
-Better. [chuckling] -Oh.
Good night.
[bright piano music playing]
[Arturo] Oh God.
-[both chuckle] -Sorry.
-Do you want to come up, then? -Yes.
What?
[Marta grunts] Oh.
[chuckles nervously]
-There it is. -Thanks. [chuckles]
-[lock clicks] -[Marta chuckles]
[quirky music playing]
[Marta spluttering] Uh, do you want something to drink?
Uh, to eat?
Sorry, it's my room-mate.
He has a sinus issue. Poor thing. [chuckles]
[sighs]
[takes a deep breath]
Shall we watch a film?
No.
Are you sure? I mean, it's not like we've signed a contract.
You're not obliged to--
[bright piano music playing]
[Marta gasps]
I prefer to do it in the dark.
I prefer to look at you.
[music building]
[both breathing heavily]
[music fades]
[birds singing]
[Marta gasps]
[snorts]
[grunts] Was I snoring?
What? No.
It's just that it's getting late. I have class.
True. Mechanics at 10:30.
[both chuckle softly]
[Marta grunting softly]
I saw it all last night, you know.
Exactly. Why tempt fate? [chuckles]
MUM 5 MISSED CALLS
VITTORIO: HOW'D IT GO WITH THE DOG?
[Arturo sighs]
-[woman screaming on phone] -Oh.
I want an epidural.
[woman continues wailing]
Me too.
[shrieks]
And what time did you get back, then?
[Jacopo] He's made you cry again. Should I beat him up?
Bye.
[softly] Bye.
Well, then? What's happening?
I don't know.
You'll see him again?
[door opens, closes]
How do I know if I'll see her again? I don't know.
[Vitto on speaker] Tell me you at least made a video.
-All right. Bye, Vittorio. -[call disconnects]
You're wrong. I'm not hounding him.
I just know my son.
Then you would know Arturo is a grown man now.
Maybe on the outside.
But inside, he's still a boy.
Did you see the girl he brought home the other night?
[door closes]
-[Arturo sighs] -[Filippo] Well, of course I did.
But to be perfectly honest, I didn't mind her.
Plus, it's the first time he's brought a girl home
who can actually conjugate verbs.
[mother] Filippo, please. Don't joke. I know him.
-He does it on purpose to provoke us. -[typing]
ARTURO: WHAT ARE YOU DOING TONIGHT?
[phone chimes]
MARTA: EXTRA QUESTION: DO YOU LIKE LIVE MUSIC?
[Arturo chuckles]
-[lively music playing] -[singing "Sarà perché ti amo"]
[Marta sighs]
No. I… I was joking. I don't like karaoke.
Everyone likes karaoke.
It's just some people admit it and some don't.
Why? Have you ever even tried singing before?
Sure, in the shower like everyone.
But I'm not gonna look like an idiot on a night out.
Who cares what other people think of us?
If you want to do something, just do it!
[sighs] Okay, come on. Let's go. Let me just go to the toilet for a second.
[man continues singing "Sarà perché ti amo"]
[music fades]
[presenter] Thank you, Turin. Give him a round of applause.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. No, no, no. They'll be no drugs in here.
Sorry, they're actually prescription enzymes.
Ah, you junkies! Always the same story.
[Arturo] ♪ Fly me to the moon ♪
♪ Let me play among the stars ♪
♪ Let me see what spring is like On Jupiter and Mars ♪
♪ In other words ♪
♪ Hold my hand ♪
♪ In other words ♪
♪ Baby, kiss me ♪
[Michael Bublé] ♪ Fill my heart with song… ♪
-♪ Let me sing for evermore ♪ -[both chuckle]
♪ You are all I long for ♪
♪ All I worship… ♪
PHOTO BOOTH FOR ALL ID DOCUMENTS
Come on!
[Marta giggles]
♪ In other words ♪
-♪ Please be true ♪ -[Marta coughing]
♪ In other words… ♪
[Marta continues coughing]
-You okay? -[Marta] Mm-hmm.
-Are you sure? -[Marta] Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Let's go.
-Oh! -[Marta chuckles softly]
♪ You ♪
What's up? Something stuck in my teeth?
[chuckles]
I'd like to take you somewhere special.
That's a bad cough, by the way. Do you ever go to the doctor?
[Marta sighs]
Guys, that's enough. I already told you.
Only those who are having a blood test can stay here.
Do tell.
Tonight he's taking me somewhere new.
It's a surprise. [sighs]
[exhales]
What can I say?
Everything's so perfect that it doesn't seem real.
He could have anyone he wants.
And instead…
Guys, by the way.
If you paid him on the sly to enact this whole thing with me,
it was money well fucking spent! [laughs]
[sombre music playing]
I'm making a giant mess, aren't I?
[Federica] You went a little bit too far.
It's not a game.
Not now.
You have to tell him.
I know.
It's just…
you know when the alarm goes off first thing in the morning,
and every extra minute in bed seems like the most precious thing of all?
It's like that.
[takes a deep breath] Uh, unfortunately, you don't know how he's going to react.
I know how I'll react, though.
[Marta takes a deep breath]
Did you do everything I said?
Yes, rigorously.
-Respiratory physiotherapy? -Yep.
-Fast walking? Hmm? -Yep.
Although, I have been thinking of taking up rowing.
-[chuckles] Me too. -Guys, come on. Let's not joke. Rowing?
Marta, remember, you're always at risk of pseudomonas.
-Please, you know the rules. -[Marta] Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
No damp places.
But she's better, no?
-Yes. -[Marta sighs]
Yes, your friend seems much better.
[Marta exclaims and giggles]
-[bright piano music playing] -Amazing.
Maybe we can come back when it's open.
-[remote clicks] -[gate unlocks]
Arturo, this isn't just a house break-in. This is a royal palace break-in.
[music swells]
[Marta] Wow.
[remote clicks]
[Marta] It's beautiful.
But it's missing some fuchsia.
-[giggles] -[remote clicks]
Hmm? Isn't it a bit too soon for S&M? [chuckles]
[peaceful instrumental music playing]
Where… Where did you find a gondola in Turin, eh?
[frogs croaking]
Let's go.
I'm a bit cold.
Here.
[Marta chuckles]
-Better? -Mm, thank you.
-Arturo, I have to tell you something. -Okay.
But, first of all, let's play.
-[Marta gasps] -A straight-up question. Are you in?
[Marta] Mm-hmm.
Do you trust me?
Sure. Why do you ask me that?
Because I want you to believe me when I tell you that…
I love you.
[music swells]
[Marta gasps]
[clearing throat]
What's wrong?
[tense music playing]
[Marta coughing]
[Arturo] Marta?
[Marta gasping and coughing]
Let's go back to shore. Hey.
Marta! No!
Marta! Marta!
[Marta continues gasping and coughing]
Are you okay?
I'm fine, fine. Don't worry about it. Just find my bag.
Your bag.
Oh, damn.
Bag…
Here it is. Here it is.
Here it is!
Marta!
[knocking on door]
[Federica] Well?
Do you need a magazine?
Yes. No.
[chuckles] Don't worry.
I have years and years of experience under my belt with DIY.
[mobile phone ringtone playing]
[Federica] Yes, hello?
-[pounding on door] -Ugh, just hold on.
-[Federica] That was the hospital. -[monitor beeping]
[sombre piano music playing]
I'm so scared.
Of what?
Everything will be all right.
Just as always.
[takes a deep breath] Do you think she would leave us on our own?
[doctor] Guys, the situation's very serious.
[monitor beeping]
[Federica] She's awake.
The doctor.
Welcome back, darling.
I'm truly sorry.
-[doctor] Marta. -Hello, Doctor.
[doctor] Right, then.
You do seem to have had a rather bad infection,
but it does look like your test results are negative for pseudomonas.
And that is very good news.
[sighs] You had us worried there.
Yes, I know. I'm sorry.
Was there really any need to take such a risk, eh?
[softly] The truth?
Yeah.
Yes. A thousand times, yes. I really had to.
How… How can you not understand that?
I'd rather leave with some memories, however brief.
I think I deserve them, don't you?
[Jacopo] Of course you deserve them.
But things don't go away just because you decide to ignore them.
-And then, you know that there is-- -I've heard it all before.
That there's a reasonable probability that I will survive past 50 years of age.
Yes, I know.
Just surviving isn't enough for me.
[doctor] Anyway, guys. In a few days, your friend will be able to go home.
[sniffles] You heard the doctor, right? We got away with it.
[uplifting music playing]
[Jacopo and Federica sigh]
I promise it won't happen again, guys.
We'll come back tonight for dinner, so you can rest a bit more.
[door opens, closes]
Doctor, can we talk for a minute?
[doctor] Certainly.
In all these years I've been sick,
do you know how many times I've been told to change specialists,
to try new things, look at new avenues, and get other opinions?
Why didn't you?
Because I trust you blindly.
[doctor chuckles softly]
And because you know I'm too intelligent to lie to me.
How long do I have left?
The situation's more complicated.
What happened accelerated everything.
And now there is only one option left.
A transplant,
once we find a compatible donor.
Thank you, Doctor.
Ah, Doctor?
Please don't tell anyone that I'm about to die.
Because you'll risk looking like a fool
when it turns out that you were wrong all along. [chuckles]
["Control" playing]
♪ Early in the morning I still get a little bit nervous ♪
♪ Fightin' my anxiety constantly I try to control it ♪
♪ Even when I know it's been forever I can still feel the spin ♪
♪ Hurts when I remember And I never wanna feel it again ♪
♪ Don't know if you get it ♪
♪ 'Cause I can't express How thankful I am ♪
♪ That you were always with me When it hurts ♪
♪ I know that you'd understand ♪
[all sniff]
♪ I don't wanna lose control ♪
♪ Nothin' I can do any more ♪
♪ Tryin' every day when I hold my breath ♪
♪ Spinnin' out in space ♪
♪ Pressin' on my chest ♪
♪ I don't wanna lose control ♪
♪ I need you to know I would never be this strong without you ♪
♪ You've seen how I've grown You took all my doubts ♪
♪ 'Cause you… ♪
SAINT CATHERINE OF SIENA CLINIC PNEUMOLOGY
♪ I don't wanna lose control ♪
-[music fades] -[indistinct chatter]
[mobile phone chimes]
It's Selva. He wants to know what happened to you.
-Don't reply. -It's the hundredth time he writes to me.
-Block him. -Why didn't you explain to him?
What, exactly?
That he'll have to be my carer soon?
I'd rather spare him that right now.
[doors close]
Long time, no see.
Are you okay?
I've been looking for you everywhere.
I went to the supermarket, I called your friend, nothing.
What happened to you?
[breathing shakily] Listen.
Uh, I don't know how to say this.
I think you misunderstood.
What did I misunderstand?
Us.
I thought it was just a casual thing.
I didn't realize you'd take it seriously, so I think we should end it here.
-It's for the best. -Let's end it here?
What's up?
You can't believe that one like me is dumping one like you?
You're saying this, okay? The thought hadn't crossed my mind.
-Yeah, right, sure. -[Arturo] Tell me the truth.
What did I do to you?
[sombre music playing]
-What could you have done? -I don't know. Tell me.
You still live with your parents.
You don't even have the balls to tell them
you don't care about naval engineering, rowing, horses.
We're on two different planets.
The truth is, you're in love with me,
but I'm not in love with you.
[club music playing]
[excited chatter]
Dude, how are you doing? Wait, wait, let me guess.
Everything is great. [laughs]
This is dope. Look.
Stop it. Okay? It's not funny.
Hey, Gia.
Hey, you.
What's that face for?
Come on. Come here.
Come over here, then.
[music fades]
Wait, wait, wait. Wait, Bea.
I don't feel like it. I don't feel like it.
-What? Come on, relax. -No.
[grunts]
Look, I'd be doing it just to get back at someone,
and that's not fair on either of you.
Look, it's cool with me.
Well, not with me.
[door opens, closes]
[birds singing]
[mother] Arturo, your father and I are very concerned, uh,
about you and that girl.
What's her name again?
Marta, Mum.
Her name is Marta, and you don't have to worry any more.
It's over.
Oh, thank goodness.
It was so very cruel of you to lead her on in that way.
-She left me. -[mother laughs]
I don't think that someone like her would miss an opportunity like this one.
It might come as a shock to you,
but not everyone craves to be part of this family.
Do you mean the family that sent you to the best university?
That bought you a horse
and pays for membership to the rowing club?
Are you referring to that family, huh?
All things I didn't choose.
[mother sighs]
Let me tell you a story.
[sombre piano music playing]
When I first met your father,
your grandfather disapproved.
Your grandfather could be tough.
Very tough.
He made me sit in this very room and ordered me to leave your father.
I stood up to him,
and at 19, he kicked me out of the house
without anything.
And then, when Filippo graduated
and found a job,
we got married.
A ceremony that was simple but beautiful.
To which Grandpa
wasn't invited, I suppose?
Not… Not only did I invite him,
but… but I hoped until the very last minute
that he would be there to walk me down the aisle.
He never replied.
One day,
the telephone rang, and
it was a notary.
My dad had passed away.
And, along with his will, there was a short letter,
just a couple of lines.
He was there at the wedding.
He was too proud to let himself be seen, but…
he was there.
[sighs]
Arturo,
we will always have a choice.
Always.
[indistinct chatter]
-Two thousand three hundred views. -Forget about the video.
You have more important things to think about.
[crow cawing]
-I'll kill that Selva. -Guys, I'm fine.
It was abnormal.
Now things have returned to their natural order.
Papa?
That's the pneumology ward, isn't it?
[Marcello] Mm-hmm.
[bells ringing]
[both] Oh, fuck.
No. Don't take it off.
What do you want? You've already won. What more do you want?
I'd just like to talk a minute.
[Marta sighs]
-I'm so sorry. -About what?
-Everything. -That's a lot of stuff, you know.
I'm especially sorry that you're sick.
[scoffs] Nice.
-I imagine you've already told everyone. -No, it's not up to me.
But you have to tell Arturo.
Marta, he really is in love with you.
[scoffs] That video really showed all the love he has for me.
Paradoxically, that video is the proof that he loves you.
I was the one that kissed him.
And when I tried to get him into bed, he said no.
He said no? To you?
[clicks tongue] Yeah.
[chuckles] He must be crazy.
This isn't the first time for me.
Girls like you might struggle to find a boyfriend.
Girls like me struggle to keep one.
Actually, saying "girls like you" isn't very nice, you know.
Even if it is very realistic.
But please don't say that we're in the same boat.
No, we're definitely not.
You have Arturo,
and I don't.
Hey, Beatrice?
You're the most beautiful loser I've ever known.
[chuckles]
You've really left her alone with that bitch?
Believe me. I'm more concerned for the bitch. [laughs]
Actually, while we're here.
We seem to be alone in the house.
Have you changed your mind?
Me? No. You?
Me, no. You?
Maybe I have a couple of doubts. There, I said it.
[sighs] I knew it. Spill, then.
Okay.
When we fall in love with someone and stop living together…
-[Federica] Mm. -[Jacopo] Mm.
-Who will the baby stay with? -With the both of us.
My parents got divorced when I was 13.
And believe me, I never had any problems having two houses
and being a princess in both.
What if we fall out?
Oh, couples fight over money and cheating. It doesn't affect us.
-Okay. Okay. -[Federica sighs]
The child will have loving, wealthy parents who never fight.
-And will he live a happy life? -Disgustingly so.
Well, let's say he or she… is fine.
But what about us?
[closes laptop]
Listen, I ovulate every 28 days for at least another 30 years.
[bright music playing]
I'd say we have time.
-But we'll definitely do it. -Of course we'll do it.
[Jacopo groans softly]
[sighs] Keep the change.
[takes a deep breath] Wish me luck, will you?
[secretary] Miss? Miss, wait! Where are you going?
I have one more thing to do before I die.
[showers running]
-[Marta] Um, Arturo Selva? -[man] There.
[Marta exhales]
FORGIVE ME
[paper rips]
PLEASE
[paper rips]
I LOVE YOU!
Look, I understand that you're mad at me and you never want to see me again,
and you're absolutely right because I was stupid, I was immature and--
[bright orchestral music playing]
I have to tell you something.
[takes a deep breath] And there's no cure?
No.
There are some therapies that help to keep the infections at bay.
But they do not work for me.
Why didn't you tell me?
Firstly, because it's not exactly the most romantic thing
to say on a first date.
"Hey, I'm Marta, and I live in a bubble of mucus."
-[chuckles softly] -[Arturo sighs]
And then, because…
I didn't want you to feel obliged to be with me just because I'm not well.
[sombre music playing]
Because you decide everything, right?
I'm just trying to make it easier for you, if possible.
The doctor just told me my situation is degenerating quickly.
I could go precisely when we're at our best.
Okay.
And I could fall in love with someone else,
and you,
you could betray me with Giacomo.
That's what relationships are, Marta.
Sometimes they make you feel shitty. Sometimes they make you feel great.
Regardless of whether you're healthy or sick.
I'll kill you if you fall in love with someone else.
And I'll kill you if you betray me with Giacomo.
[laughs] I'd kill myself in that case.
[bright instrumental music playing]
[doorbell buzzing]
[doorbell continues buzzing]
[Arturo panting]
-Hey. Are you mad, or-- -I have good news. Let me in.
Shh, you'll wake everyone up.
Right. I did some research. Uh, apparently, there is a cure.
Or rather, there will be one soon.
It's experimental.
So, Dr. Fahim,
at the last international congress on pneumology,
produced some extraordinary test results.
Through the combined use of three drugs,
you can target directly the faulty proteins.
With this therapy, the patients' overall survival statistics
rise up to 19%.
Nineteen percent, you say?
Nineteen percent.
That's at least double the odds
of someone like me landing a catch like you, eh?
[both chuckle]
I love you so much, you know?
Now I know, yeah.
Besides… landing a catch like me,
do you have any other compulsions that we can satisfy?
[static crackling]
["Wedding March" playing]
You look magnificent.
[Federica] Do you, Marta,
take Arturo here as your husband,
to have and to hold,
in sickness and in health,
for richer, for poorer,
until death do you part?
-[Arturo and Marta] Yes, I do. -[Arturo gasps]
You may kiss the bride, then.
[majestic orchestral music playing]
["Sul più bello" playing]