Baby (2018) s01e02 Episode Script

1 Damiano just left me in a dark alley, all alone.
- Unbelievable.
- Yes.
What did you tell your dad? I told him I got I puncture.
But now I don't know what to do.
Loser.
Centuries of feminist struggles down the drain with one video.
I feel bad for her, but she could have avoided it.
Yes, she could have.
Hi, Chiara.
We had fun yesterday, huh? Yesterday? I don't know, she's crazy.
Will you get me a coffee too, Fabio? Normal? Yes.
My dad will kill me.
And what do I do about Damiano? Should I ask him for it, or Don't forget, the assignments have to be handed in next week.
VANESSA YOU'VE DISAPPEARED! YOU'RE PREPPY NOW YOU WISH I'LL STOP BY THE SQUARE TONIGHT TO BREATHE A LITTLE I'll get the moped back for you.
No way, forget it, Camilla.
The posh princess with the bad boy from the ghetto? I don't believe it.
I don't believe it! Do you want your moped back or not? Chiara, come here.
What? You mad about that prank to "Pudding Bowl"? - What do you think? - You're so sexy when you're angry.
- What do you want? I've got training.
- What about tonight? - I don't know if I can tonight.
- Why not? What are you up to? Don't look at me like that.
Come on, don't give up.
Keep going, come on.
Great going, girls! Great stuff, Camilla.
Knees down.
Keep those knees down! Chiara, why have you stopped? Eyes on the track.
Like Camilla.
Go.
Go, Chiara! Go, Chiara! Go, Chiara! Hey.
Hey.
Listen, I I am going back to Saverio's club.
Do you want to go with me? Ludo, I had a great time yesterday.
But I'm not like you.
Right.
You prefer being a stuck-up goody two-shoes.
I can't act like you.
Getting drunk, not giving a damn and And? Go! Go on.
If mommy sees you with Pudding Bowl, she'll think you're a slut, too! Some girls your age get up to all sorts of trouble.
Once people label you, there's no going back.
- Are you talking about Ludovica? - No.
In general.
Even if, poor girl, I'm not judging her.
But growing up without a father and with a mother like hers - Here she is! - Honey! You shit! You nicked my bed! Where's Ed? Ed didn't come.
This house move is killing us.
You could have looked somewhere more central.
Mom, Brooklyn isn't like Rome.
Public transport works there.
I just meant that Brooklyn isn't such a safe place.
Can I at least go to her wedding? - Oh, God, don't start.
- Relax, I reckon you'll get married first.
But, Mom, listen, what do you care if Ludo goes to Dad's wedding? I'd be happy for her to go.
I'm for being civil, but I won't stand to be blackmailed.
Dad said he wouldn't pay my school fees if I don't go.
Which, by law, he has to.
Unbelievable, Mom, you and Dad are both so spiteful.
Darling, don't blame me.
He started it.
He attacks, I strike back.
"He attacks, I strike back.
" Oh, was it so hard to knock? Hi Camilla.
Give Fabio's moped back or I'll report you to the police.
Sorry, but I've already sold it.
You forgot this.
So, you didn't tell her.
I don't get you.
What's more important to you? Your fling with Niccolò or your best friend? Chiara, he's her brother.
Fa', don't look at me like that.
I'll tell her, okay? Anyway, I'm fed up with seeing him.
The other night after the party, Damiano was outside, in the car park.
And we talked He tried telling me he'd sold it.
That thief is a real thug.
No, he was actually really nice about it.
He's a thug.
Hi, Chiara.
Look at how happy she is! I'd never been inside an embassy before.
It was so cool.
The guards let me in and I went to where Damiano lives.
He's so cool.
He has a room fit for a prince.
And he was really nice.
We talked.
He's super cool.
Sorry, guys, I've got to go.
Talk to you later.
You're alone today? Why the long face? We need to change that.
On the house.
What is it? A Moscow Mule.
It was invented by this American who did a bad business deal.
Joy, can you make another one for me, please? Thanks.
He bought a vodka factory but wasn't making any sales.
So, what did he do? He mixed vodka with ginger beer.
That's why it tastes so bad! For you maybe.
Americans loved it, and he became a millionaire.
You see, sometimes bad choices To bad choices.
Hi.
Will I go? Okay, no worries.
What's the secret? Grown-up stuff.
Do you want to go for a ride? Well? Cheers.
Here you are.
Thanks.
How's your presentation going? This time, they'll be left speechless.
Thanks for asking.
I'm happy.
Me too.
Very happy.
- Will Granddad be there? - Of course, it's his company.
And he never forgets it for a second.
This time, I think he'll really be surprised.
- You think so? - Why wouldn't he be? Knowing him, it's unlikely.
To the presentation.
Do you want to get her drunk? - Elsa, it's only a glass of champagne.
- That's a lot for a girl her age.
- At her age, I was drinking vodka.
- You've always done as you've pleased.
Just don't involve Chiara by letting her see what you get up to.
All right! Cami! You weren't answering my calls.
I got worried.
You're acting like my mother! Are you mad at me? Have I done something without realizing it? No.
I'm the one who's screwed up.
There's something I should have told you.
What is it? The truth is my parents don't want me to go to America for a year.
Are they nuts? I hope I persuade them.
Maybe if I pass my exams, they'll change their minds.
Of course.
Why wouldn't they? They've been having some big problems lately.
Is that all it was? What do you mean? I thought it was about Damiano.
- What? - I really like him, Chiara.
Tell me if I ask him to hang out, will he think I'm a stalker? How would I know? What's wrong? Whenever we talk about me, you change the subject.
- That's not true.
- Listen, forget about it! Chiara, I'm sorry.
Sorry.
I'm just a bit tense.
- How's life in Parioli? - Crap.
- Why don't you come back here? - I wish I could.
But I can't.
You know what I heard? That they're all stuck-up bitches there.
Is that true? Don't even ask! Are you seeing someone else? - Is there someone you fancy? - No! Of course not.
What about here? Has anything changed? No.
Nothing ever changes here, Damiano.
We miss you.
Who? The others or you? We all miss you, idiot.
Listen, I was freaked out.
I never had anyone close to me die.
And I didn't know what to do.
You know the story of the Moscow Mule? So, he told it to you as well? Do you think it's true? What, the story of the vodka factory? No.
That making bad choices can sometimes be the right thing to do.
Hey! Well? Well I don't know.
I'm the queen of bad choices.
And I'm the king.
That's for sure.
You went all in without even looking at your cards.
I thought you'd bring me luck.
I don't bring luck.
And you lost the lot.
It's no big deal.
I'm going.
- Thanks.
- Later.
Not again, Damiano! Haven't you understood, you can't sell your shit here.
You're wrong.
Besides, maybe they like me more than you.
- Quit being a jerk! - You won't get anywhere on your own.
I'm not on my own.
I'm with him.
Come on! The principal's son? Come on! That's lame.
In a few days, I'm receiving payment for two items When exactly? Ludo really likes this school.
I don't I don't want to destabilize her right now.
May I give you some advice? Try talking again to your ex-husband about your daughter.
My ex-husband doesn't even remember her birthday.
Two weeks.
That's the most the administration will permit me to give you.
Thank you! - Have you found your moped? - No.
If you want, I can help you look for it.
What, the principal's son? Okay, let's go.
But I'm driving.
Why does that moped mean so much to you? It was my mom's.
I lost my mom, too.
It happened when I was a kid.
Hold on, does that make us friends now? I'm just kidding! Are Chiara and Niccolò screwing? What? Are they having a fling or something? What? Not at all.
Niccolò is going out with Virginia.
You're a good bullshitter! No.
No, no.
Come on.
I won't tell anyone.
Don't worry.
It's nothing serious.
That's what I thought.
I mean Chiara always likes the wrong types.
There it is, that fucking key.
Come on.
Let's go out.
Relax.
What's bugging you today? What are we going to do about "the son of ISIS"? He thinks he's still in the ghetto.
- And he's so damn ugly.
- So what? You're not screwing him! What's he done to you? We could ask you the same thing! Is he your boyfriend? You're such an idiot! - I reckon you're right.
- Really? Yeah, because when my sister blushes Now you as well? - You can't be that desperate, Cami! - Foiled! It's not me who likes him.
It's Chiara.
Chiara's not right in the head.
And you're still playing video games at 20 years old? The offices are upstairs, but I'm not allowed up there.
And this is the main lounge.
Damn! It's fantastic! So, you can see why I don't exactly feel at home here amidst all these things.
My mother called them "what-nots.
" - Do you know what what-nots are? - No.
Useless objects.
There just to fill spaces.
Well, if they fill spaces, then they're not useless.
This is even nice.
How much would it be worth? I don't know, Vanessa.
What's your dad like? An asshole.
An asshole.
So, why don't you come home? Well, if you had known that he was rich, you could have started to befriend him sooner.
- I've got stuff to do.
- You said you had the place.
- Let's go.
- You're a shithead! What the fuck, Vane? Why did you ask me to come here? You're a shithead! - I'm a shithead? - Yes, a shithead.
And you, two days after my mom died were in Ibiza with your friends! Get out of here! Go! Fuck you.
NICCOLO COME TO THE PARK, I NEED TO TALK.
Sweetheart, what's up? You know what's up.
You weren't meant to see us.
You know there's nothing that we can't resolve together.
- Really? - Of course.
I know how to make my little girl happy.
Do you know why I'm worried? Because I see you like this.
I see that you're down.
And so Come with me.
Well? Thank you.
Here, go for a spin.
- Will you come to the presentation later? - Of course.
NICCOLO WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? Pass the ball! Leave it.
- Are you screwing that asshole? - What? Ghetto-boy! - Where'd you hear that? - Answer.
You screwing that asshole? And what if I am? - No way, Chiara.
You're smarter than that.
- Why do you care? What's your problem? Don't you get it? I care about you.
It bothers me if - Oh, so you care about me? - Yes.
- What's going on in your? - Fuck you, Nico! Fuck you! You just like screwing around.
You're not girlfriend material.
Fuck Good evening to everyone.
Thank you all for coming to the presentation of this project.
Today is an important day for me but also for our company - Do you know how much this cost us? - I think it's a brilliant idea.
The only brilliant idea he ever had was to marry my daughter.
That was my idea.
I was in love.
"Was"? And unlike you, I care about my family's image.
Edu-tainment.
This one is criminal! LITTLE CUTE CAR Ludovica! - What is it? - Can you help me with the shopping? Do you like it? It's gorgeous.
If you hurry, you can still make it.
Really? Thank you! It'll be fun.
You'll see.
Nonsense.
I'll be bored stiff.
- How did I do? - Great.
So, she's not coming? No, Dad.
I tried.
Ludovica is swayed by Mom.
She even behaves like her with men.
- Meaning? - She hangs out with dodgy people.
Maybe I should talk to her.
No, Dad.
I tried, but it did no good.
She's always been a little off.
I reckon we've lost her.
Those two are just miserable.
Luckily, you're here, my favorite daughter.
Ludo! Rip this shitty dress off me.
Rip this shitty dress off me! Heavy going in there, isn't it? I couldn't stand it any longer.
Really? Yes.
What? I thought this was your natural environment.
- Do you hate us? - No.
But you know what frightens me? What? - Falafel.
- What? It's the main dish in my father's house.
Every day, damn it.
All we do is eat falafel.
- And those mini-cars.
- My father just gave me one as a present.
- Well, I forgive you.
- Thanks.
What else frightens you? That shitty school uniform we have.
And all those people following the rules without ever questioning them.
You'll wake up one day and be just like them.
God no! I don't want to become like your prim friend.
- Which friend? Cami? - Yeah.
What do you mean by "prim"? The other day, I was waiting for her to pull out a can of pepper spray on me.
Pepper spray.
That's because you don't know her.
Maybe.
But you don't seem like her.
Even if you do have a mini-car.
That new boy he looks like trouble.
Keep an eye on him.
See if he's acting strange.
I'm not a snitch.
How come you've already done 22 kilometers? - What? - Your new moped.
You've already done 22 kilometers.
Six kilometers from here to school and back.
Four to get to my piano lesson.
It doesn't add up.
I'm taking it back to the garage tomorrow.
Virginia texted me.
She said you're not answering her calls.
Answer her.
I'm not your secretary.
Nico.
What's wrong? I can't tell you.
You can tell me anything.
You know that.
All right, but promise you won't get mad.
- Like this? - No, what are you doing? Like this? - You like it? - Yes, keep going.
ARE YOU AWAKE? YES, WHY? I CAN'T SLEEP.
IF YOU WANT, I'LL SHOW YOU A NON-SCARY PLACE IN PARIOLI? IMPOSSIBLE! WANT TO BET?