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Tell them to get the fuck out of here. Now.
Bang, bang!
No way! Look at you!
You made it downstairs!
But shouldn't you be resting?
What is it with you and resting?
I've had enough rest to last me a lifetime.
I'm tired of lying in bed and having you baby me.
That's hardcore. It's not even 11:00 yet.
That's bad, even for me.
Need I remind you that you almost died?
-Getting drunk at breakfast is a bad idea. -For fuck's sake.
Why does everyone suddenly think they know what I need?
Do you have any idea what we've been through?
I've never been so afraid of losing you.
And Massimo…
…his heart nearly broke.
Olo, I know how hard it was for you and I know you're worried about me,
but I've been given a second chance.
I want to make the most of it.
Besides, we haven't even toasted to you changing your mind about marriage.
What?
Nothing.
I'm just happy you're here.
I can't look at that hair sober.
Excuse me.
Wow. So you're ready to go, then.
You just had sex.
And what makes you say that?
You're not wearing any panties.
But that's not the only thing.
Your hair…
and your lipstick.
So what? We bumped into each other
"And I fucked him."
Yes, I fucked him.
Listen, I want to hear every kinky little detail, got it?
Quit smirking and come help me, or we'll never get out the door.
I've already got everything picked out. Here.
This one?
-Or this one? -The black one.
-Hey! Stop! - Tell me everything.
Lari!
Did you tell Massimo we were going out?
Obviously… not!
He doesn't tell me when he goes out.
Fuck. Well, this is gonna be interesting!
-Come on, really? This place? -What's the big deal?
All the good restaurants in town belong to the Torricellis.
Let's go.
Now, that's what I call a food baby.
Well, just more to love.
Hello?
Who was that?
- How was everything? -Great. Thanks.
Thank you.
Tell me the truth.
Olo, sometimes the truth is complicated.
Lari, what happened on that island?
-He was just different. - Who?
Nacho.
I ran away with him after Massimo cheated with Anna.
Hold on. I thought that was a plot against Massimo.
It was, but I didn't know it at the time.
Nacho was like my… best friend.
Seriously? You saw the guy twice, and now he's your best friend?
Whatever. I'm not here to lecture you.
Sure sounds like it.
Did you sleep with him?
No.
But he was there for me when my whole world was falling apart.
He took care of me, and I felt free.
Okay.
I have to forget about him.
Oh my God.
You're in love with him.
Don't be ridiculous. He's just some guy.
Okay, come on.
We're going dancing.
Sorry, maestro.
Rematch later?
Yeah?
What do you mean?
What?
And you're just telling me this now?
No. Fix this today.
I don't give a shit.
Massimo, what's wrong?
Giuseppe fucked up, as usual.
I've known you my entire life.
These kinds of things never get to you.
Either you're getting old, or something else is up.
-Tommy. -Yeah?
I'm out.
Hey! Why the hell are you in such a hurry?
My marriage is falling apart, so I'm focusing on my career.
Now, come on!
That's great, but do we really have to walk this much?
I'm so over this.
Check this out.
- The first one. -It's great.
It has wide sleeves.
Got it! What about this one?
Hi!
Hiya, Mama Klara!
I'm getting married!
- Okay, Mom… -Really? Congratulations!
-Like the dress? -I'll call later.
Beautiful!
-My little… -I'll call you. Bye. Love you.
Kisses. Bye.
-Bye!
That was nice.
The photographer needs to be tall and handsome.
Why? 'Cause I say so.
Plus, if the photos are from below, it'll look like we have double chins,
which we don't want.
Just like this. Click, click, click.
Okay, fine. He can be short and handsome, but he's gonna need a ladder.
Olo!
Thank you. Grazie.
And then I'll plop my bare ass right on the cake.
Shit, you're not listening to me.
I am listening.
What kind of photographer do I want?
One with his ass in the cake.
You're unbelievable!
I can't believe you!
Massimo, let's go.
I'll catch up with you later.
- Morning. - Ma'am!
- Not now. - Ma'am!
Did you see the email? Go on, read it!
We're going to Portugal!
I'm here.
Sorry, I couldn't leave amore mio with a hard-on.
And now… what happens in Lagos stays in Lagos!
-They were in the villa the entire time? -The whole day, why?
He didn't even come to say goodbye?
I don't think we can fix this.
How much longer?
Nailed it.
You're such a drunk.
Are you trying to fucking scare me to death?
What are you wearing?
You're going out drinking with me in this?
Olo, I'm exhausted!
We've got a big meeting tomorrow. I want to rest.
I can't believe you!
-Weren't you the one talking about change? -Watch me.
-"I'm back from the dead!" -Look at me. I'm lying down.
-Wait, what was it you said? - I'm beginning to live.
What a poet. Shame you don't practice what you preach.
-Get up! I'm not sitting around all day! -Ola, no!
-You have one minute! -You're crazy!
-The clock is ticking! Sixty! -Olo!
-Fifty-nine, fifty-eight…
Hey, the view's pretty good down here.
-Olo? -What?
Aren't you engaged?
I'm just looking.
His board's nice too.
Hey, cocktails.
I don't get it.
How can you be that into messing up your hair in the waves?
-There's something primal about it. -What?
It's just you and the water.
What? You and the water?
What are you, a surfing guru? Have you ever even stood on a board?
-Yeah. -When?
This one time.
Except I spent most of my time in the water.
Why am I not surprised?
What?
Olo, we have to go.
-Are you crazy? We just got here. -We have to leave now.
What's up with you?
That's him.
Who?
-Nacho. -What nachos?
The guy who got me from the ball. He can't see me.
-Here he comes. -What?
-Walking towards us. -Here?
No.
-Oh, wait, he is. -Let's go.
Shush.
-He's with some chick. -What chick?
-Blonde. Cute. Nice legs… -What?
She's pretty hot.
-That's his sister Amelia. -You met his sister?
-What about his mom? Grandma too? -Stop it.
-Olo, I have to get out of here. -I'll shield you with my body.
Go, now.
Go, quick.
I don't fucking believe it!
Now tell me everything. I want every little detail.
Fuck…
Over here!
Where? Hey, Lari. Let's go to the bar.
Well, Olo, that beer goes really well with your dress.
I've been classy for over an hour now.
This is long overdue.
So bougie!
You coming?
Let go of me, for fuck's sake! What the hell is this?
Let go of me!
What? That rat!
Mrs. Tortellini can kiss my ass!
Fuck me.
Okay.
Some friend she is.
She's out there getting laid, and she locks me away in a hotel room.
Without a single drop of alcohol!
She'll pay for this.
There we go. There we go.
Fuck! No stairs.
Help!
Goddammit!
Well played.
You managed to lock this tiger in a cage.
Fucking hell.
Have you completely lost your fucking mind?
You've gone crazy for some dick you hardly know
just because he makes you wet?
What now, Lari? Hmm?
Well? Are you going to break up your marriage and family for him?
I can't believe it.
You haven't married Domenico yet,
and you're already acting like a Torricelli.
Spare me the bullshit about family loyalty.
What am I supposed to do?
Wait until Massimo deals with his shit and remembers I'm his wife?
Who are you looking out for? Me or yourself?
Just leave me alone.
I have to figure out what I really want.
You're right.
I'm sorry I didn't ask how you're feeling, or if you need anything.
Lari, look at me.
Look at me.
I love you.
I want you to be happy.
Whatever you decide, I'll support you. You hear me?
I'm just worried.
Come here.
Watch out for my snot.
Remember, just say the word, and I'll fucking kill both of them.
And I'll find you a nice, calm guy from a village near Radom, okay?
That's right.
What?
You'll grow old and die of boredom.
Honey?
Hi, Dad.
Hi, sweetie!
I've missed riding with you.
Jesus, Laura, did something happen?
You came here on a motorcycle?
You're gonna give me a heart attack.
You know how much I hate your escapades.
Happy to see you too, Mom.
Come in. I've got some pork chops.
Of course, you never call ahead.
You could have told me you were coming.
I would have prepared.
I always have to think on my feet.
Honey, what's going on?
What do you mean? Nothing's going on. I'm just here to visit you.
Your mom is convinced that people buy motorcycles
when they're going through some kind of crisis.
Honey, you'll be 30 soon.
If you were okay, you'd be spending your birthday with your husband,
celebrating the anniversary of your first meeting.
-As far as I know-- -I'm in love with someone else.
His name is Nacho.
Honey, get me a cigarette.
But we agreed that we wouldn't smoke anymore.
Please, bring me a cigarette!
All right then.
Honey, if you weren't married to Massimo, who would you choose?
The problem is, I don't know.
When you have the answer, you'll know what to do.
All right…
I'll tell you a little secret.
I think it's what's kept our marriage alive for 35 years.
Remember, a woman must be selfish in a relationship.
If you put your own happiness first,
you'll do whatever it takes to make it last, right?
You will cherish your relationship.
But it can't be a relationship that destroys you.
Remember that a woman who lives only for her man
will always be unhappy.
Yeah.
And her man will be unhappy too.
Thanks.
Ah, my coffee.
Okay. No lid for me.
Thank you very much.
Thanks. Bye.
Coffee for Dad. And for his daughter?
-Lemonade.
Sometimes I wish I was still that little girl
you used to take out for lemonade.
You'll always be my little girl.
I like spending time with you
because I can eat as much as I want and not feel guilty.
Yeah.
It's different with Mom.
-I've noticed. -Hmm.
There are two things you never point out to a woman.
What things?
Her age and the amount of food she eats.
I never knew about the second one.
-You should. -Okay, I'll keep that in mind.
Excuse me.
-Just a second. Olga won't stop calling. -Okay.
How's everything?
-Good, thanks. - Great.
Hello. Answer my calls, or I'll have a heart attack.
Jeez, Olo, relax. What's up?
You want to know what's up?
Massimo knows about everything, Lari. He knows about you and Nacho!
He's gonna kill you, me, and God knows who else!
Um, he told you that?
No, I overheard him talking to Domenico.
Um, how did you know what they were talking about?
You don't speak Italian.
Maybe you don't.
But I was pissed off about not understanding, so I learned.
Maybe I'm not a fluent speaker, but I understand everything.
You know how to say, "Nacho fucked Laura"?
I guess it's time to go back to Sicily.
Are you fucking insane? He knows!
Shoot! Fuck knows what he's gonna do!
Fuck. I just said, "shoot."
I'd rather him shoot himself than you or me.
Olo, stop. There must be a reason he hasn't done anything about it yet.
Are you even listening to me? Massimo won't forgive cheating.
-Listen. -Shit.
I'm not scared of my own husband. I won't hide from him.
I'm coming back.
Do what you want. I'm working on… an escape plan.
Olo, relax. Have a cigarette, okay?
What the hell do you think I'm doing? I can't stop smoking!
Okay, bye.
Dad, I have to go back to Sicily.
Okay.
But first, let's go back to the table. I ordered some apple pie.
Come on.
You're here!
Okay. I packed just one suitcase.
I grabbed your stuff too. It'll be a quick escape.
Why the fuck didn't you call or text?
I would've sent a driver for you.
My driver was really nice.
Are you serious? Now's not the best time--
Fuck.
Are you fucking crazy?
Have you forgotten your husband's line of work?
Why don't you bring him with you,
and I'll look up how to send a dead body back to Poland?
God, it's so sad. You're going to die on your birthday.
Happy birthday, Lari!
If you survive, I bought you a really nice bag.
If something happens, I'll keep it.
-Olo… -Yeah?
Where's Massimo?
He went to the beach.
-Okay, I'll go find him. -Really?
We need to work things out.
And when I get back, we'll drink to my resurrection, okay?
-I have to go now. -Yeah.
-Olo… -Yeah?
-I'm doing this alone. -Oh yeah, alone. I'll stay here and wait.
Fuck…
I'll just sit and wait.
Lari will be okay on her own.
Subtitle translation by: Maja Konkolewska and Meredith Cannella