Luna Park (2021) s01e02 Episode Script
Mocambo
A NETFLIX SERIES
[intriguing music playing]
You're the girl from the carnival.
What are you doing here?
I
I brought you
your wallet. Here.
You came across the city
just to give me my wallet?
Yes.
I found it on the ground in the tent.
I'm sorry, but why sleep outside
when you've got this mansion?
It happens sometimes.
There was a party last night
and we overindulged a bit.
[Giggi] Guys, this is no way to live.
Ah
what time is it?
- Well, I'll go now.
- No, wait.
You came because you
have something to tell me, right?
Did the tarots show you something else?
What's the oracle doing here?
I brought her wallet back.
It was on the ground inside the tent.
[Giggi] Yes. Rosa, forgive me.
Since when do we
invite thieves inside our mansion?
- Giggi!
- How dare you?
[Matteo] Giggi, stop it. Okay?
No, of course. I'm so sorry.
Silly me.
You came here for the reward, right?
[laughs] You see
that my sister is a little naive,
so you think
you can take advantage of her, right?
I'd love to, but how can I?
You're too smart.
[woman] Guys, come inside.
- [Rosa] Hi, Mom.
- [Giggi] Hi.
I made you breakfast.
Let's go have breakfast.
- Have you already eaten?
- No.
- [Antonio] Hi, Elia.
- Morning.
Nora?
Nora?
Hey, Nora. Are you here?
Miranda?
Where's Nora?
I don't know. We had an argument.
- About what?
- Nothing. Just some stupid thing.
Hmm
Ah.
The bank wrote back.
Look. They won't give us the loan.
Maybe Ettore is right.
That's unlikely.
What would his big idea be?
To act more like businessmen.
Criminals, he means. When is he leaving?
- [grumbles]
- I don't like him. I can't help it.
When did you ever like anyone?
Where was Ettore
when we dug holes in the mud, huh?
And built this place from scratch?
Did he convince these people to join us?
Or the investors to buy the rides,
or that Englishman to give us
the used roller coasters?
- He was making a living.
- He should've come back here with you!
- I was the one who ditched him for love.
- Exactly.
He doesn't love anything.
Omar Sivori, number ten, short-limbed.
What's wrong with Manfredini?
- Sure, Manfredini!
- Eat a blueberry.
I have such a headache.
I'm coming down with a fever.
I can feel it.
No, Mom.
You just drank too much last night.
I just had a couple of sips.
So you study literature too?
Mm-hmm.
You have beautiful hair.
I love the color.
You should try wearing purple, you know?
It'd look great on you.
It's my favorite color.
But it looks awful on me.
Makes me look pale.
- You should try it.
- [snorts]
[laughs] Will do.
My mom has great taste, you know?
Yeah, sure.
Well, I'm leaving.
I'll walk you out.
There's no need.
I'll take a couple of these.
They're delicious.
- Thank you. This way?
- [woman] Yes. Goodbye.
- [Rosa] Wait.
- [woman] Bye.
[Giggi] Can't really blame him.
[Simone] Thanks.
Darling, this new friend
of Rosa's is kind of weird, huh?
Tell me about it.
Why is your hair so messy?
Isn't your audition today?
- [Simone laughs]
- Oh, crap!
- [Rosa] Hey!
- He forgot about it.
[woman] Giggi, if there's something
you don't understand, just ask.
No, no, no, everything's clear.
Your show will be just like Canzonissima.
- Not really.
- No?
- No.
- What would the difference be?
We'll be on the air on Saturday night
when people are out and don't watch TV.
There's no money.
We don't give out lottery numbers.
- Our guests aren't famous.
- And you're not Dario Fo.
They're looking for a new face
to host the show.
Someone fresh and young.
Someone cheap.
We were thinking we could
announce the top ten radio hits.
Why don't we do
the top ten and the lottery?
[both] We don't have the lottery.
Not yet. But I mean our own lottery.`
If you guess the top ten hits,
you win a prize.
Something cheap, like a fridge.
- It's cheap.
- Good idea!
We could call it, "The Music Bet Slip."
Huh?
The kid is smart.
I mean, she was really rude to Mom.
Maybe it was her first time
meeting someone of that status.
I know, but there must be a reason
why she came all the way here.
Yes. For once in his life,
your brother might be right.
Think about it. It doesn't make sense.
If this was a scam,
wouldn't she be a little nicer to me?
I'm sure that she wanted
to tell me something.
But you woke up
and she lacked the courage.
But, Rosa, you have an exam in two days.
- [Rosa exclaims]
- I get it.
But don't let it distract you. Let's go.
Wait.
What?
Why don't we pick up
where we left off last night?
[romantic music playing]
Wait. What if your father comes in?
We'll show him the ring.
No. No, I have to find
the right approach. I can't.
Find it with me.
[Tullio] Rosa!
- Rosa?
- Dad! Um
I'm going to study at the Baldis'. Okay?
Sure.
Very well. No problem at all.
Your parents are really kind.
She spends so much time at your place.
- Ah
- I'd like to thank them.
Invite them over for dinner on my behalf.
Tonight. Okay?
Yes. Okay.
They'll be happy, of course. Yes.
Good.
[laughs]
[pensive music playing]
[man] Are you happy now?
[Tullio] This is
a swamp full of crocodiles.
But it feels good
to pinch it from the communists.
[man] You should've seen their faces.
They really wanted
to build that shelter for bums.
They'll get over it
with some tea and biscuits.
I invited them over for dinner tonight.
And they accepted. What a pain in the ass!
- Good. Befriend them.
- I can't wait.
You could give them a little gift
to make up for this land.
What should I give them?
A hardcover copy of Das Kapital?
A bust of Stalin?
- [bird fluttering]
- [exclaims]
It's pecking at me!
Do you always carry these birds around?
They worked miracles during the war.
They fly around taking pictures,
like little paparazzi.
But they shit more.
Let go of me!
[Sandro] Romero!
Didn't you hear what the young lady said?
[Spaghetti Western music playing]
Don't even think about it.
It's not over yet.
Cut!
Was it good?
- Print it!
- Thank you, honey.
Damn, he's good! He's so intense.
- [woman] Sure.
- Look at that!
- [director] Let's take five!
- [woman] The witch is here.
- They scarred my son's face.
- It's just a little scratch.
Elvira, calm down. Are you all right?
Of course. And who are you?
My stunt double?
No.
[woman] This is Giggi Gabrielli.
My new protégé.
- Well, good luck, then.
- [Giggi] Thanks.
I'm a big fan of yours, you know?
- You've got good taste.
- [Giggi laughs]
May I?
Of course. Please.
Let them see your eyes.
- Nora!
- Hey.
Come here.
Where were you?
Running around.
Everyone's been looking for you.
Didn't you hear?
No, what?
- They turned down our funding request.
- No way!
- Dad said it was a sure thing this time!
- We're not giving up, though.
No. You're right.
[sighs]
Is everything all right? What's wrong?
I took a walk around the city.
It's so big. People live different lives
and they're nothing like ours.
Why? You don't like ours anymore?
[chuckles] Yes, I do.
But it's the only one I know.
This isn't a prison.
It's not a job like any other, either.
We're a family.
A real family.
Not like those fake ones out there.
I'm done here. Let's go back together.
I'll stay a little longer.
I'll catch you later.
Okay. See you later.
And why?
I don't know.
Your dad seemed thrilled
to have them over.
[Giggi] They hate each other.
It doesn't make sense.
Come on! They'll never accept.
Maybe Dad realized that we're serious.
If that was true, you'd be
locked in the cellar with his French wine.
Actually, it could be the perfect time
for the marriage proposal.
- Ah, you mean the dinner?
- [Giggi] Are you ready?
- [both] Yes.
- [Giggi] Serve!
Guys, I have some news.
They turned down our funding request.
- [woman] What do we do now?
- We'll apply for another loan.
- [man] Are you sure they'll grant it?
- [Antonio] Of course!
We have a full house every night.
Ticket sales are going up.
We have all the credentials
to apply for another one.
[woman] What guarantees can we offer?
[Antonio] Guys, our work is our guarantee!
And don't make that pony face, please.
- [Tina] Hey.
- Hey.
- [Antonio continues indistinctly]
- Are you mad at me?
Tina!
- How are you?
- [Tina laughs]
I didn't recognize you.
Have I aged that badly?
No. You're gorgeous.
But it's been 20 years.
She'll find the right figures
to get us what we need.
It's been 22 years and two months.
And two days.
You have a good memory.
Last time we met was
the night my husband was killed
in Paris.
May he rest in peace.
You know what's weird?
No.
That you and I have grown old
while Salvo didn't.
- [somber music playing]
- He's still so young in this picture.
Can you imagine?
Soon Celeste will be the same age he was.
He's growing up.
- I'm sorry.
- Don't be.
I was never alone.
Antonio and Stella
have been like family to me.
All of them.
That's good.
Welcome back.
Thank you.
So?
- Did you blow off some steam?
- No.
I want to talk to Dad.
I swear, he doesn't know a thing.
About what? Huh, Grandma?
Well?
- Did you two make up?
- No.
Let's go.
[intriguing music playing]
[woman] Well! That's a modest garden!
- [man] Minimalist.
- [woman laughs]
[woman] I just don't understand
this invitation.
Why on earth should we meet them?
I understand that our kids
spend time together,
but, I mean, "good morning"
and "good evening" was enough for me.
Maybe it's an apology dinner?
For stealing our land.
Or maybe they want to poison us.
[both sigh]
Come on.
Let's go.
[Antonio] Do you understand?
Don't piss your grandmother off.
She's already pissed enough at Ettore.
Why is she so mad at him?
Because he's a wanderer and she's rooted.
You were traveling
with him when I was born, right?
Mm-hmm, yes. And we couldn't come back.
With the war, things were complicated.
Even writing to your mother wasn't easy.
When did you see me for the first time?
Uh, you were about a year and a half.
You and your mom joined us in America
and Stella was really brave.
She traveled alone
holding you in her arms.
I missed your first steps, though.
I hope I've made up for it.
You're a wonderful dad.
And a great inventor.
The king of the carnival.
Is everything all right?
Your mom just couldn't
see you with that long face, remember?
- Yes.
- What would she say?
[both laughing] "You look like a pony."
Exactly.
[indistinct chatter on TV]
[man on TV] So, what will
Salvador's reward be, now?
[Tullio] Beluga caviar and Russian salad,
because we like the Soviets too.
On the table at least.
The wine, on the other hand, is French.
White wine?
No. We actually prefer reds.
That's a good one.
Let's make a toast. To Mr. and Mrs. Baldi.
Thank you for being here.
Thank you.
And allow me a toast
to our son Giggi as well,
soon to become
more famous than Mario Riva.
No.
Let's knock on wood.
The audition is tomorrow, Dad.
- Let's toast to Giggi.
- [all] To Giggi!
To Giggi. That would be me.
[quietly] Matteo.
[woman] Unfortunately, we don't have a TV.
[man] Oh, well.
We prefer going to the opera.
- We love the opera too.
- I know.
- You have the best box seats.
- [chuckles] Yes.
But for some reason, Lucia,
you always fall asleep.
Through Mozart or Puccini.
You even sleep through Wagner.
- Mom!
- How do you do that?
I'm sorry. It's just that
Yes. The opera is the only place
where my wife can get some sleep.
- See?
- She suffers from insomnia.
- Yes.
- She has bad thoughts.
We lost a daughter when she was two.
You must have heard.
Rosa's twin sister.
That's pretty much
all my wife can think about since then.
Sorry. We didn't mean to offend.
- Why don't we change the subject?
- [Simone] Right!
[both] Yes.
- Matteo?
- [Giggi] Would you pass me the water?
- [whispers] Not now.
- Why not?
[Tullio] We might have
different political views,
but we must have
some common ground, right?
I hope so. Yes. I really do.
The ground is important, isn't it?
Of course.
You really have a beautiful house,
you know? It's wonderful.
I wonder how many people
this large hall could host?
We already host a lot of people.
We throw some great parties.
Oh, yes. The parties.
I really appreciate vitality.
You should be careful, though,
at your age.
Tell me something, Doriana.
Who exactly are we hurting
when we have fun?
No, that's not what I meant. I mean,
maybe you hurt yourselves a little, but
[Tullio] Well, I don't feel bad at all.
You should've come to my birthday party.
We were all happy, carefree.
There were a lot of friends.
"Friends"? Or maybe just
a bunch of people making some noise?
- Mom, enough!
- [Doriana] They're afraid of silence.
That's why Rosa has to come
to our place to study.
No, Doriana.
It's just that I can concentrate better.
- [chatter on TV continues]
- Matteo, will you say something?
- What? I mean
- [Rosa scoffs]
if they could turn that down,
maybe we'd be able to talk.
- [Lucia] Turn the volume down.
- [Tullio] Sure. Esther! Can you bring the
- [Esther] Here you are.
- Thanks.
- What is that thing?
- This? A remote control.
A crazy device for spoiled consumerists!
[all laughing]
Is walking over to the TV
too much for you?
It's not too much. I just don't want to.
Look.
- [Giggi] He's just playing around
- [volume increasing on TV]
[Lucia] Tullio!
- [loud indistinct chatter on TV]
- [all arguing]
[chatter and arguing stop]
["It Don't Mean A Thing" playing]
It don't mean a thing
If it ain't got that swing ♪
Doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah ♪
It don't mean a thing
All you got to do is sing ♪
[music continues on speakers]
Can I have two tokens for my kids?
One hundred lire.
Look. I have some grapes from my garden.
I grow them.
- At least we ate cotton candy, right?
- [camera clicking]
Okay.
[woman] Let's go.
Ma'am.
I haven't had dinner tonight.
Would you sell them to me?
Sure! Thank you.
- Thanks.
- Thanks.
- [kids] Bye!
- Bye!
May I?
Come in, young man. Don't be shy.
Do you want to know your future?
No. Actually, I was just looking for Nora.
Ah.
And why are you looking
for my granddaughter?
Miranda, um Sorry.
I'm going to sleep. I'm a bit tired.
[Simone] Excuse me. Where can I find Nora?
- At the haunted house.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Bye.
[sarcastically] Good job, eh?
Congratulations.
- [door creaking]
- [ominous music playing]
[voices whispering eerily]
[ominous music continues]
[disembodied laughter echoes]
- Ahh! [laughing]
- [Simone yelps]
- What are you doing here?
- Just taking a walk.
And I was hoping to find you.
So what were you doing
this morning at Villa Gabrielli?
Weren't you the one who convinced me
to give Rosa her wallet back?
You were there for the wallet
or for that butterfly-shaped tattoo?
- Promise you haven't told anyone.
- I promise.
It's just a tattoo.
Are you sure?
Or maybe under that tattoo
there's a butterfly-shaped birthmark?
Hey, what are you, a cop?
It's none of your business!
Hey, easy! I'm sorry!
There's no need to get angry.
I won't say another word.
[Nora] Hmm
[Simone sighs]
Are you busy tomorrow night?
Are you asking me out?
Absolutely not. It's a job offer.
Ah.
I'm having dinner at a place for couples
and I don't want to draw attention.
- Don't you have a girlfriend to bring?
- Shocking, right?
- Not really.
- [chuckles]
What do you need to do?
- Take pictures of Sandro Ralli.
- Ah!
- The actor!
- Yes.
You have no idea how much the papers pay
for a picture of him with his new fling.
And I just happen to know
exactly when and where they're meeting.
Interesting.
We'll divvy it up, though.
Yes. I mean, if the vibe is right.
Ugh, "divvy up." I mean, what's my share?
- Oh, you mean the share?
- Yes.
Of course, 10%.
Thirty.
Deal.
I'll see you tomorrow at the Mocambo.
Eight o'clock.
- I would've taken 20%.
- Oh, yeah?
I would've given you 40.
Go on, now.
Your Majesty, see you tomorrow.
Be there on time, okay?
- Bye.
- Bye.
Since when do you like rich kids?
[laughs] I don't like him.
[sighs contentedly]
[Tullio loudly] Can you believe it?
Is it normal for me
to be treated like that?
In my own house?
I mean, that woman.
Can you believe her tone?
What a crass, rude hick.
And that puppet next to her.
Damn communists.
Stalinist peasants!
Maybe she was right
about one thing, though.
About what? Come on.
What happened to them?
Who?
Our friends. The real ones.
When did we stop spending time with them?
Was it because they reminded us
of our little girl? It must have been.
[sighs deeply]
Are you worried about tomorrow?
Want me to call Bartoli?
- I can tell him not to come.
- No. No.
I absolutely have to give him this.
I've been working on it for days.
Goodnight, my love.
Goodnight.
You see, the problem is
[clears throat] The more time goes by,
the more difficult it is to find her.
[Lucia] Mmm.
But the police are experimenting,
so to speak,
with new research methods.
And I took the liberty of calling
a few ex-colleagues to ask for help.
[Tullio] All right.
But Lucia has something
she wants to show you.
Go on, honey.
I did a new drawing.
Shall we post a new ad in the newspapers?
Something like, "This is what
our Adele would look like today"?
- [Bartoli] Yes, yes, yes.
- Of course. Of course.
And we'll also increase the reward by 10%.
Yes. That seems like a great idea.
Um
- Can I keep this?
- Yes. Of course.
Okay. Then I'll make
I'll make a few copies,
send them to the newspapers,
and see if that
shakes things up a bit, eh?
Thank you, my love.
You don't have to thank me, honey.
Don't even say that.
[fanfare playing]
[man 1] You know what I mean, cousin?
- Our friend works for powerful people.
- [man 2] Rich people.
Doing business with him could help you
turn the carnival into our own Disneyland.
And there's more.
You'd get running water,
real brick houses.
- I get it. In exchange for what?
- A little favor here and there.
Such as?
Antonio's land.
It's a safe place.
The police trust him.
No one would bother us there.
Our friend would like to be able
to count on it.
- [man 2] Can you convince Antonio?
- [man 1] He won't listen to us.
But he listens to me.
He does.
Thank you, Bartoli.
- No, don't. Seriously.
- For the trouble.
Listen, uh
Why don't you come back
in a couple of weeks with some news?
She's very down these days.
Yes, but what kind of news?
I don't know. A sighting in South America
in Nicaragua, you choose.
All right.
Let's make her feel like
the portrait was of some help.
Okay.
Bye.
Listen, how much was the loan?
One million.
- "One million"?
- Mmm.
The Grottas told me
that if we let them use the field
behind the park,
they'd give us twice as much.
To do what?
I don't know, but I know
what we could do with the money.
You could, I don't know
You could build The Flight
as a tribute to Stella.
That would be nice, wouldn't it?
- What?
- No.
"No"?
I'd rather ask for another loan.
Why? It doesn't make sense.
Why?
After Paris
you couldn't even look at me anymore.
- What are you talking about?
- But I get it.
Without any witnesses, it's easier
to forget.
- And you sacrificed me.
- No.
I get it. It's fine.
Stella and I were tired of traveling.
Nora needed to put roots down
and that's why we came back,
believe it or not.
But you took Tina with you.
She was a single mother.
Isn't that a good enough reason for you?
No, it isn't.
But, hey
there was a war.
We had to survive, and we did.
[Giggi clears throat]
So how do I look?
You look great.
Can I borrow one of your
stylish bow ties for tonight?
You hate stylish bow ties, Simone.
I know,
but I need one to blend in at the club.
That's it? Not a problem.
Come with me and you'll be a huge hit.
Am I right?
- Ha, ha, ha!
- No, I'm actually going with Nora.
Who?
- The girl from the carnival.
- The witch?
You actually like her?
- Well, she intrigues me.
- Huh.
- [woman] I'm done here.
- Thank you.
You're welcome.
She intrigues you?
She's a swindler.
And since the tarot reading,
Rosa's obsessing about Adele again.
Does she still intrigue you?
Which one? This one or this one? This one.
What about you?
Don't you ever think about your sister?
One is more than enough.
No, I'm just asking because
I mean, Rosa is obsessed, sure.
But you seem indifferent.
[somber music playing]
When I was little
I thought she was a ghost,
can you believe it?
An annoying ghost.
I was convinced
she was haunting our house.
I hated her.
Don't don't look at me like that.
Don't judge me.
[door opening]
Ready?
Such big eyes. You look like Bambi.
Shall we go?
Was that a compliment?
I think so.
Do you think that was the time to propose?
I don't accept your apology.
Rosa, think about it.
No, it was the perfect time.
We were all sitting at the table.
Please tell me you're joking.
You got scared of a bit of bickering,
Matteo, and I don't like that.
"Bickering"?
It was like reliving the Second World War
in one dinner!
- And we know who won and who lost.
- Don't you dare offend my parents!
- They deserve it.
- I can't choose between you and them.
- Some see their parents only at Christmas.
- Not me.
You always say that you can't stand them.
Yes, I might have said that at times,
but I do love them.
- You're inconsistent.
- I have every right!
What kind of right is that?
Matteo, the problem is
you put me on a pedestal.
Do you know I shave my legs?
- What?
- You don't know.
You don't eat animals,
but you forget that we are animals too.
That we're alive,
we're complicated, we are
Don't give me life lessons just because
I stand for what I believe in. Okay?
Maybe I did put you on a pedestal.
Right. Then take this ring to the pawnshop
and buy yourself another stupid scarf!
[soft jazz music playing]
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our show!
This is Musicherò,
the most amazing musical quiz show
on Italian television.
Second only to Canzonissima.
[man] God. He talks like a peddler!
A friend put in a good word for him,
but I can get rid of him.
I'll send some flowers and that's it.
He's got something, though.
Get his contract ready.
It can't get any worse than this.
[humming softly]
We'd all forgotten about this silly ride.
And yet here it is again.
[Antonio] Remember
how important it was to Stella?
Hovering weightlessly in the air.
I mean, we have the roller coasters,
the bumper cars, the rifles.
Why do we always have to scare people?
We give them happiness.
We sell it.
Well?
What are you doing
with the curtain we put up at Lent?
Using it as a dress.
In purple? Are you crazy? It's bad luck.
So what?
Where do you think you're going
with that curtain on, huh, Cinderella?
- I have a date.
- Oh, yeah?
Can I go, Dad?
- Of course, sweetheart.
- Now she can do whatever she wants?
She's not a kid anymore.
Are you going out
with that dandy from last night?
- [Antonio] What dandy?
- Nobody.
- Are we going to build The Flight?
- Sooner or later.
I'm glad Ettore is back.
But he makes me nervous.
Forget about Ettore. He's a troublemaker.
You, on the other hand, are a dreamer.
You need to fly like that ride of yours.
Yeah.
Nora?
He looks strong.
But once he's back down to earth,
he will break.
You know that, right?
Mmm.
My God, my God, my God.
[soft expectant music playing]
- Are you sure?
- Shh!
[Sandro] Oh, wow!
[upbeat jazz music playing]
[woman] An autograph, please.
[man] Ladies, please. It's not possible.
[woman] Sandro! Sandro!
Sandro, please!
[upbeat jazz music continues]
- Hi.
- Hi.
- What? Do I not look okay?
- No, no, no, you look great.
We just didn't want to draw attention.
- Mmm. What about this bow, then?
- [chuckling] No, it's Giggi's.
And you actually dressed in purple.
Yes, but only because it matches my hair.
Yeah, right, the hair.
Listen, tonight I just want to have fun,
so, how do I earn my 30%?
Come.
So
can you see him? He's sitting over there.
- Look.
- Yes. Yes, I can see him.
- While you pretend you're posing for me
- Yes?
I'll take a few pictures
of what's going on behind you.
- [whispers] Okay, but that's Sandro Ralli!
- Yes, yes.
Here we go.
Don't move.
Wait.
Don't move.
[woman] It must be exciting to have
these adoring girls around you.
[whispers] Is this okay?
You're very beautiful.
You know that?
You too.
[camera clicks]
I was thinking, there are
too many eyes here, too many ears.
Why don't we go to my place?
- It's quieter and my mother's asleep.
- [chuckles]
- What's that face?
- Nothing.
Nothing.
[camera clicks]
I don't go home with the first guy I meet.
[Nora] So?
You got it?
[camera clicks]
That's a good one.
The last one was beautiful.
[laughing]
So what do we do now?
We can have a drink.
- What do you say?
- Yes.
[band playing upbeat music]
So you're the black sheep of the family?
No, "black sheep" is too much!
I'm more of a free spirit.
A free spirit?
You tie your shoelaces all by yourself?
It takes courage
to be Simone Baldi, you know?
You try dealing with my father.
He wants me to follow in his footsteps.
Or at least to get a serious job.
Certainly not photography.
Did you use the word "courage"?
Yes.
Listen, courage is something else.
You show courage
when you're alone against the whole world.
Give me an example. I'm curious.
- [screaming]
- [band stops playing]
- [Nora coughs]
- I'm sorry. She was choking on her water.
- You can dance. Sorry.
- [band resumes playing]
Are you insane?
I enjoy provoking you.
- You do?
- Yes.
Hey, they're getting up to dance.
Let's get closer so we can hear them.
[band continues playing]
[all] Tequila!
[playing romantic music]
[romantic music continues]
Hey! They're leaving.
What do we do?
We follow them.
[Nora exclaims]
[suspenseful music playing]
- There they are!
- [scooter starting]
[suspenseful music continues]
Gioia. Gioia.
Who's the brightest star of all? It's you.
How was your night with the Baldis?
If they're Russian spies,
then I'm President Kennedy.
Don't be so naive.
We've received reports on them.
You get reports on everyone these days.
Are they starting to trust you?
Yes, yes.
Very much so.
Put this in their house.
What is it?
A bug.
- Is that a problem?
- No. No problem.
They'll definitely
return the dinner invitation.
So
Okay.
[suspenseful music playing]
- This car's a beauty!
- Let's go.
[Nora] Yes, they went this way.
- [Simone] Wait.
- Yes, come.
[Nora laughing] Wait. I can't do it.
- [waves lapping]
- [both laughing]
[Simone] Be careful.
- [Nora] Can you see them?
- No, you?
No.
- [Nora] Let's go look for them.
- Easy! Be quiet, or they'll hear us.
[waves lapping]
- [woman] No, we can't.
- [couple laughing]
[laughing continues]
- I can't see a thing.
- Let's get closer, then.
No, wait. They'll see us.
I guess your great scoop ends here, then.
[sighs] I guess so.
I like being with you, you know.
Me too.
But maybe it's the tequila.
[both chuckling]
- When will I see you again?
- I don't know.
Next time you get to pick the place.
We'll see.
[woman shrieks]
What was that?
[ominous music playing]
[camera clicking]
[man laughing]
[laughing continues]
Simone, they're just having fun. Let's go.
Yes. You're right.
Come. I'll take you home.
[soft guitar music playing]
[man laughing]
[man hyperventilating]
Shh, shh, shh.
[sniffles]
[somber music playing]
[laughing hysterically]
[somber music continues]
TO ROSSANA CASTAGNOLI AND THE CARNIES
WHO WROTE THE HISTORY OF ROME'S LUNA PARK
Subtitle translation by: Andrea Coppola
[intriguing music playing]
You're the girl from the carnival.
What are you doing here?
I
I brought you
your wallet. Here.
You came across the city
just to give me my wallet?
Yes.
I found it on the ground in the tent.
I'm sorry, but why sleep outside
when you've got this mansion?
It happens sometimes.
There was a party last night
and we overindulged a bit.
[Giggi] Guys, this is no way to live.
Ah
what time is it?
- Well, I'll go now.
- No, wait.
You came because you
have something to tell me, right?
Did the tarots show you something else?
What's the oracle doing here?
I brought her wallet back.
It was on the ground inside the tent.
[Giggi] Yes. Rosa, forgive me.
Since when do we
invite thieves inside our mansion?
- Giggi!
- How dare you?
[Matteo] Giggi, stop it. Okay?
No, of course. I'm so sorry.
Silly me.
You came here for the reward, right?
[laughs] You see
that my sister is a little naive,
so you think
you can take advantage of her, right?
I'd love to, but how can I?
You're too smart.
[woman] Guys, come inside.
- [Rosa] Hi, Mom.
- [Giggi] Hi.
I made you breakfast.
Let's go have breakfast.
- Have you already eaten?
- No.
- [Antonio] Hi, Elia.
- Morning.
Nora?
Nora?
Hey, Nora. Are you here?
Miranda?
Where's Nora?
I don't know. We had an argument.
- About what?
- Nothing. Just some stupid thing.
Hmm
Ah.
The bank wrote back.
Look. They won't give us the loan.
Maybe Ettore is right.
That's unlikely.
What would his big idea be?
To act more like businessmen.
Criminals, he means. When is he leaving?
- [grumbles]
- I don't like him. I can't help it.
When did you ever like anyone?
Where was Ettore
when we dug holes in the mud, huh?
And built this place from scratch?
Did he convince these people to join us?
Or the investors to buy the rides,
or that Englishman to give us
the used roller coasters?
- He was making a living.
- He should've come back here with you!
- I was the one who ditched him for love.
- Exactly.
He doesn't love anything.
Omar Sivori, number ten, short-limbed.
What's wrong with Manfredini?
- Sure, Manfredini!
- Eat a blueberry.
I have such a headache.
I'm coming down with a fever.
I can feel it.
No, Mom.
You just drank too much last night.
I just had a couple of sips.
So you study literature too?
Mm-hmm.
You have beautiful hair.
I love the color.
You should try wearing purple, you know?
It'd look great on you.
It's my favorite color.
But it looks awful on me.
Makes me look pale.
- You should try it.
- [snorts]
[laughs] Will do.
My mom has great taste, you know?
Yeah, sure.
Well, I'm leaving.
I'll walk you out.
There's no need.
I'll take a couple of these.
They're delicious.
- Thank you. This way?
- [woman] Yes. Goodbye.
- [Rosa] Wait.
- [woman] Bye.
[Giggi] Can't really blame him.
[Simone] Thanks.
Darling, this new friend
of Rosa's is kind of weird, huh?
Tell me about it.
Why is your hair so messy?
Isn't your audition today?
- [Simone laughs]
- Oh, crap!
- [Rosa] Hey!
- He forgot about it.
[woman] Giggi, if there's something
you don't understand, just ask.
No, no, no, everything's clear.
Your show will be just like Canzonissima.
- Not really.
- No?
- No.
- What would the difference be?
We'll be on the air on Saturday night
when people are out and don't watch TV.
There's no money.
We don't give out lottery numbers.
- Our guests aren't famous.
- And you're not Dario Fo.
They're looking for a new face
to host the show.
Someone fresh and young.
Someone cheap.
We were thinking we could
announce the top ten radio hits.
Why don't we do
the top ten and the lottery?
[both] We don't have the lottery.
Not yet. But I mean our own lottery.`
If you guess the top ten hits,
you win a prize.
Something cheap, like a fridge.
- It's cheap.
- Good idea!
We could call it, "The Music Bet Slip."
Huh?
The kid is smart.
I mean, she was really rude to Mom.
Maybe it was her first time
meeting someone of that status.
I know, but there must be a reason
why she came all the way here.
Yes. For once in his life,
your brother might be right.
Think about it. It doesn't make sense.
If this was a scam,
wouldn't she be a little nicer to me?
I'm sure that she wanted
to tell me something.
But you woke up
and she lacked the courage.
But, Rosa, you have an exam in two days.
- [Rosa exclaims]
- I get it.
But don't let it distract you. Let's go.
Wait.
What?
Why don't we pick up
where we left off last night?
[romantic music playing]
Wait. What if your father comes in?
We'll show him the ring.
No. No, I have to find
the right approach. I can't.
Find it with me.
[Tullio] Rosa!
- Rosa?
- Dad! Um
I'm going to study at the Baldis'. Okay?
Sure.
Very well. No problem at all.
Your parents are really kind.
She spends so much time at your place.
- Ah
- I'd like to thank them.
Invite them over for dinner on my behalf.
Tonight. Okay?
Yes. Okay.
They'll be happy, of course. Yes.
Good.
[laughs]
[pensive music playing]
[man] Are you happy now?
[Tullio] This is
a swamp full of crocodiles.
But it feels good
to pinch it from the communists.
[man] You should've seen their faces.
They really wanted
to build that shelter for bums.
They'll get over it
with some tea and biscuits.
I invited them over for dinner tonight.
And they accepted. What a pain in the ass!
- Good. Befriend them.
- I can't wait.
You could give them a little gift
to make up for this land.
What should I give them?
A hardcover copy of Das Kapital?
A bust of Stalin?
- [bird fluttering]
- [exclaims]
It's pecking at me!
Do you always carry these birds around?
They worked miracles during the war.
They fly around taking pictures,
like little paparazzi.
But they shit more.
Let go of me!
[Sandro] Romero!
Didn't you hear what the young lady said?
[Spaghetti Western music playing]
Don't even think about it.
It's not over yet.
Cut!
Was it good?
- Print it!
- Thank you, honey.
Damn, he's good! He's so intense.
- [woman] Sure.
- Look at that!
- [director] Let's take five!
- [woman] The witch is here.
- They scarred my son's face.
- It's just a little scratch.
Elvira, calm down. Are you all right?
Of course. And who are you?
My stunt double?
No.
[woman] This is Giggi Gabrielli.
My new protégé.
- Well, good luck, then.
- [Giggi] Thanks.
I'm a big fan of yours, you know?
- You've got good taste.
- [Giggi laughs]
May I?
Of course. Please.
Let them see your eyes.
- Nora!
- Hey.
Come here.
Where were you?
Running around.
Everyone's been looking for you.
Didn't you hear?
No, what?
- They turned down our funding request.
- No way!
- Dad said it was a sure thing this time!
- We're not giving up, though.
No. You're right.
[sighs]
Is everything all right? What's wrong?
I took a walk around the city.
It's so big. People live different lives
and they're nothing like ours.
Why? You don't like ours anymore?
[chuckles] Yes, I do.
But it's the only one I know.
This isn't a prison.
It's not a job like any other, either.
We're a family.
A real family.
Not like those fake ones out there.
I'm done here. Let's go back together.
I'll stay a little longer.
I'll catch you later.
Okay. See you later.
And why?
I don't know.
Your dad seemed thrilled
to have them over.
[Giggi] They hate each other.
It doesn't make sense.
Come on! They'll never accept.
Maybe Dad realized that we're serious.
If that was true, you'd be
locked in the cellar with his French wine.
Actually, it could be the perfect time
for the marriage proposal.
- Ah, you mean the dinner?
- [Giggi] Are you ready?
- [both] Yes.
- [Giggi] Serve!
Guys, I have some news.
They turned down our funding request.
- [woman] What do we do now?
- We'll apply for another loan.
- [man] Are you sure they'll grant it?
- [Antonio] Of course!
We have a full house every night.
Ticket sales are going up.
We have all the credentials
to apply for another one.
[woman] What guarantees can we offer?
[Antonio] Guys, our work is our guarantee!
And don't make that pony face, please.
- [Tina] Hey.
- Hey.
- [Antonio continues indistinctly]
- Are you mad at me?
Tina!
- How are you?
- [Tina laughs]
I didn't recognize you.
Have I aged that badly?
No. You're gorgeous.
But it's been 20 years.
She'll find the right figures
to get us what we need.
It's been 22 years and two months.
And two days.
You have a good memory.
Last time we met was
the night my husband was killed
in Paris.
May he rest in peace.
You know what's weird?
No.
That you and I have grown old
while Salvo didn't.
- [somber music playing]
- He's still so young in this picture.
Can you imagine?
Soon Celeste will be the same age he was.
He's growing up.
- I'm sorry.
- Don't be.
I was never alone.
Antonio and Stella
have been like family to me.
All of them.
That's good.
Welcome back.
Thank you.
So?
- Did you blow off some steam?
- No.
I want to talk to Dad.
I swear, he doesn't know a thing.
About what? Huh, Grandma?
Well?
- Did you two make up?
- No.
Let's go.
[intriguing music playing]
[woman] Well! That's a modest garden!
- [man] Minimalist.
- [woman laughs]
[woman] I just don't understand
this invitation.
Why on earth should we meet them?
I understand that our kids
spend time together,
but, I mean, "good morning"
and "good evening" was enough for me.
Maybe it's an apology dinner?
For stealing our land.
Or maybe they want to poison us.
[both sigh]
Come on.
Let's go.
[Antonio] Do you understand?
Don't piss your grandmother off.
She's already pissed enough at Ettore.
Why is she so mad at him?
Because he's a wanderer and she's rooted.
You were traveling
with him when I was born, right?
Mm-hmm, yes. And we couldn't come back.
With the war, things were complicated.
Even writing to your mother wasn't easy.
When did you see me for the first time?
Uh, you were about a year and a half.
You and your mom joined us in America
and Stella was really brave.
She traveled alone
holding you in her arms.
I missed your first steps, though.
I hope I've made up for it.
You're a wonderful dad.
And a great inventor.
The king of the carnival.
Is everything all right?
Your mom just couldn't
see you with that long face, remember?
- Yes.
- What would she say?
[both laughing] "You look like a pony."
Exactly.
[indistinct chatter on TV]
[man on TV] So, what will
Salvador's reward be, now?
[Tullio] Beluga caviar and Russian salad,
because we like the Soviets too.
On the table at least.
The wine, on the other hand, is French.
White wine?
No. We actually prefer reds.
That's a good one.
Let's make a toast. To Mr. and Mrs. Baldi.
Thank you for being here.
Thank you.
And allow me a toast
to our son Giggi as well,
soon to become
more famous than Mario Riva.
No.
Let's knock on wood.
The audition is tomorrow, Dad.
- Let's toast to Giggi.
- [all] To Giggi!
To Giggi. That would be me.
[quietly] Matteo.
[woman] Unfortunately, we don't have a TV.
[man] Oh, well.
We prefer going to the opera.
- We love the opera too.
- I know.
- You have the best box seats.
- [chuckles] Yes.
But for some reason, Lucia,
you always fall asleep.
Through Mozart or Puccini.
You even sleep through Wagner.
- Mom!
- How do you do that?
I'm sorry. It's just that
Yes. The opera is the only place
where my wife can get some sleep.
- See?
- She suffers from insomnia.
- Yes.
- She has bad thoughts.
We lost a daughter when she was two.
You must have heard.
Rosa's twin sister.
That's pretty much
all my wife can think about since then.
Sorry. We didn't mean to offend.
- Why don't we change the subject?
- [Simone] Right!
[both] Yes.
- Matteo?
- [Giggi] Would you pass me the water?
- [whispers] Not now.
- Why not?
[Tullio] We might have
different political views,
but we must have
some common ground, right?
I hope so. Yes. I really do.
The ground is important, isn't it?
Of course.
You really have a beautiful house,
you know? It's wonderful.
I wonder how many people
this large hall could host?
We already host a lot of people.
We throw some great parties.
Oh, yes. The parties.
I really appreciate vitality.
You should be careful, though,
at your age.
Tell me something, Doriana.
Who exactly are we hurting
when we have fun?
No, that's not what I meant. I mean,
maybe you hurt yourselves a little, but
[Tullio] Well, I don't feel bad at all.
You should've come to my birthday party.
We were all happy, carefree.
There were a lot of friends.
"Friends"? Or maybe just
a bunch of people making some noise?
- Mom, enough!
- [Doriana] They're afraid of silence.
That's why Rosa has to come
to our place to study.
No, Doriana.
It's just that I can concentrate better.
- [chatter on TV continues]
- Matteo, will you say something?
- What? I mean
- [Rosa scoffs]
if they could turn that down,
maybe we'd be able to talk.
- [Lucia] Turn the volume down.
- [Tullio] Sure. Esther! Can you bring the
- [Esther] Here you are.
- Thanks.
- What is that thing?
- This? A remote control.
A crazy device for spoiled consumerists!
[all laughing]
Is walking over to the TV
too much for you?
It's not too much. I just don't want to.
Look.
- [Giggi] He's just playing around
- [volume increasing on TV]
[Lucia] Tullio!
- [loud indistinct chatter on TV]
- [all arguing]
[chatter and arguing stop]
["It Don't Mean A Thing" playing]
It don't mean a thing
If it ain't got that swing ♪
Doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah, doo-ah ♪
It don't mean a thing
All you got to do is sing ♪
[music continues on speakers]
Can I have two tokens for my kids?
One hundred lire.
Look. I have some grapes from my garden.
I grow them.
- At least we ate cotton candy, right?
- [camera clicking]
Okay.
[woman] Let's go.
Ma'am.
I haven't had dinner tonight.
Would you sell them to me?
Sure! Thank you.
- Thanks.
- Thanks.
- [kids] Bye!
- Bye!
May I?
Come in, young man. Don't be shy.
Do you want to know your future?
No. Actually, I was just looking for Nora.
Ah.
And why are you looking
for my granddaughter?
Miranda, um Sorry.
I'm going to sleep. I'm a bit tired.
[Simone] Excuse me. Where can I find Nora?
- At the haunted house.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Bye.
[sarcastically] Good job, eh?
Congratulations.
- [door creaking]
- [ominous music playing]
[voices whispering eerily]
[ominous music continues]
[disembodied laughter echoes]
- Ahh! [laughing]
- [Simone yelps]
- What are you doing here?
- Just taking a walk.
And I was hoping to find you.
So what were you doing
this morning at Villa Gabrielli?
Weren't you the one who convinced me
to give Rosa her wallet back?
You were there for the wallet
or for that butterfly-shaped tattoo?
- Promise you haven't told anyone.
- I promise.
It's just a tattoo.
Are you sure?
Or maybe under that tattoo
there's a butterfly-shaped birthmark?
Hey, what are you, a cop?
It's none of your business!
Hey, easy! I'm sorry!
There's no need to get angry.
I won't say another word.
[Nora] Hmm
[Simone sighs]
Are you busy tomorrow night?
Are you asking me out?
Absolutely not. It's a job offer.
Ah.
I'm having dinner at a place for couples
and I don't want to draw attention.
- Don't you have a girlfriend to bring?
- Shocking, right?
- Not really.
- [chuckles]
What do you need to do?
- Take pictures of Sandro Ralli.
- Ah!
- The actor!
- Yes.
You have no idea how much the papers pay
for a picture of him with his new fling.
And I just happen to know
exactly when and where they're meeting.
Interesting.
We'll divvy it up, though.
Yes. I mean, if the vibe is right.
Ugh, "divvy up." I mean, what's my share?
- Oh, you mean the share?
- Yes.
Of course, 10%.
Thirty.
Deal.
I'll see you tomorrow at the Mocambo.
Eight o'clock.
- I would've taken 20%.
- Oh, yeah?
I would've given you 40.
Go on, now.
Your Majesty, see you tomorrow.
Be there on time, okay?
- Bye.
- Bye.
Since when do you like rich kids?
[laughs] I don't like him.
[sighs contentedly]
[Tullio loudly] Can you believe it?
Is it normal for me
to be treated like that?
In my own house?
I mean, that woman.
Can you believe her tone?
What a crass, rude hick.
And that puppet next to her.
Damn communists.
Stalinist peasants!
Maybe she was right
about one thing, though.
About what? Come on.
What happened to them?
Who?
Our friends. The real ones.
When did we stop spending time with them?
Was it because they reminded us
of our little girl? It must have been.
[sighs deeply]
Are you worried about tomorrow?
Want me to call Bartoli?
- I can tell him not to come.
- No. No.
I absolutely have to give him this.
I've been working on it for days.
Goodnight, my love.
Goodnight.
You see, the problem is
[clears throat] The more time goes by,
the more difficult it is to find her.
[Lucia] Mmm.
But the police are experimenting,
so to speak,
with new research methods.
And I took the liberty of calling
a few ex-colleagues to ask for help.
[Tullio] All right.
But Lucia has something
she wants to show you.
Go on, honey.
I did a new drawing.
Shall we post a new ad in the newspapers?
Something like, "This is what
our Adele would look like today"?
- [Bartoli] Yes, yes, yes.
- Of course. Of course.
And we'll also increase the reward by 10%.
Yes. That seems like a great idea.
Um
- Can I keep this?
- Yes. Of course.
Okay. Then I'll make
I'll make a few copies,
send them to the newspapers,
and see if that
shakes things up a bit, eh?
Thank you, my love.
You don't have to thank me, honey.
Don't even say that.
[fanfare playing]
[man 1] You know what I mean, cousin?
- Our friend works for powerful people.
- [man 2] Rich people.
Doing business with him could help you
turn the carnival into our own Disneyland.
And there's more.
You'd get running water,
real brick houses.
- I get it. In exchange for what?
- A little favor here and there.
Such as?
Antonio's land.
It's a safe place.
The police trust him.
No one would bother us there.
Our friend would like to be able
to count on it.
- [man 2] Can you convince Antonio?
- [man 1] He won't listen to us.
But he listens to me.
He does.
Thank you, Bartoli.
- No, don't. Seriously.
- For the trouble.
Listen, uh
Why don't you come back
in a couple of weeks with some news?
She's very down these days.
Yes, but what kind of news?
I don't know. A sighting in South America
in Nicaragua, you choose.
All right.
Let's make her feel like
the portrait was of some help.
Okay.
Bye.
Listen, how much was the loan?
One million.
- "One million"?
- Mmm.
The Grottas told me
that if we let them use the field
behind the park,
they'd give us twice as much.
To do what?
I don't know, but I know
what we could do with the money.
You could, I don't know
You could build The Flight
as a tribute to Stella.
That would be nice, wouldn't it?
- What?
- No.
"No"?
I'd rather ask for another loan.
Why? It doesn't make sense.
Why?
After Paris
you couldn't even look at me anymore.
- What are you talking about?
- But I get it.
Without any witnesses, it's easier
to forget.
- And you sacrificed me.
- No.
I get it. It's fine.
Stella and I were tired of traveling.
Nora needed to put roots down
and that's why we came back,
believe it or not.
But you took Tina with you.
She was a single mother.
Isn't that a good enough reason for you?
No, it isn't.
But, hey
there was a war.
We had to survive, and we did.
[Giggi clears throat]
So how do I look?
You look great.
Can I borrow one of your
stylish bow ties for tonight?
You hate stylish bow ties, Simone.
I know,
but I need one to blend in at the club.
That's it? Not a problem.
Come with me and you'll be a huge hit.
Am I right?
- Ha, ha, ha!
- No, I'm actually going with Nora.
Who?
- The girl from the carnival.
- The witch?
You actually like her?
- Well, she intrigues me.
- Huh.
- [woman] I'm done here.
- Thank you.
You're welcome.
She intrigues you?
She's a swindler.
And since the tarot reading,
Rosa's obsessing about Adele again.
Does she still intrigue you?
Which one? This one or this one? This one.
What about you?
Don't you ever think about your sister?
One is more than enough.
No, I'm just asking because
I mean, Rosa is obsessed, sure.
But you seem indifferent.
[somber music playing]
When I was little
I thought she was a ghost,
can you believe it?
An annoying ghost.
I was convinced
she was haunting our house.
I hated her.
Don't don't look at me like that.
Don't judge me.
[door opening]
Ready?
Such big eyes. You look like Bambi.
Shall we go?
Was that a compliment?
I think so.
Do you think that was the time to propose?
I don't accept your apology.
Rosa, think about it.
No, it was the perfect time.
We were all sitting at the table.
Please tell me you're joking.
You got scared of a bit of bickering,
Matteo, and I don't like that.
"Bickering"?
It was like reliving the Second World War
in one dinner!
- And we know who won and who lost.
- Don't you dare offend my parents!
- They deserve it.
- I can't choose between you and them.
- Some see their parents only at Christmas.
- Not me.
You always say that you can't stand them.
Yes, I might have said that at times,
but I do love them.
- You're inconsistent.
- I have every right!
What kind of right is that?
Matteo, the problem is
you put me on a pedestal.
Do you know I shave my legs?
- What?
- You don't know.
You don't eat animals,
but you forget that we are animals too.
That we're alive,
we're complicated, we are
Don't give me life lessons just because
I stand for what I believe in. Okay?
Maybe I did put you on a pedestal.
Right. Then take this ring to the pawnshop
and buy yourself another stupid scarf!
[soft jazz music playing]
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our show!
This is Musicherò,
the most amazing musical quiz show
on Italian television.
Second only to Canzonissima.
[man] God. He talks like a peddler!
A friend put in a good word for him,
but I can get rid of him.
I'll send some flowers and that's it.
He's got something, though.
Get his contract ready.
It can't get any worse than this.
[humming softly]
We'd all forgotten about this silly ride.
And yet here it is again.
[Antonio] Remember
how important it was to Stella?
Hovering weightlessly in the air.
I mean, we have the roller coasters,
the bumper cars, the rifles.
Why do we always have to scare people?
We give them happiness.
We sell it.
Well?
What are you doing
with the curtain we put up at Lent?
Using it as a dress.
In purple? Are you crazy? It's bad luck.
So what?
Where do you think you're going
with that curtain on, huh, Cinderella?
- I have a date.
- Oh, yeah?
Can I go, Dad?
- Of course, sweetheart.
- Now she can do whatever she wants?
She's not a kid anymore.
Are you going out
with that dandy from last night?
- [Antonio] What dandy?
- Nobody.
- Are we going to build The Flight?
- Sooner or later.
I'm glad Ettore is back.
But he makes me nervous.
Forget about Ettore. He's a troublemaker.
You, on the other hand, are a dreamer.
You need to fly like that ride of yours.
Yeah.
Nora?
He looks strong.
But once he's back down to earth,
he will break.
You know that, right?
Mmm.
My God, my God, my God.
[soft expectant music playing]
- Are you sure?
- Shh!
[Sandro] Oh, wow!
[upbeat jazz music playing]
[woman] An autograph, please.
[man] Ladies, please. It's not possible.
[woman] Sandro! Sandro!
Sandro, please!
[upbeat jazz music continues]
- Hi.
- Hi.
- What? Do I not look okay?
- No, no, no, you look great.
We just didn't want to draw attention.
- Mmm. What about this bow, then?
- [chuckling] No, it's Giggi's.
And you actually dressed in purple.
Yes, but only because it matches my hair.
Yeah, right, the hair.
Listen, tonight I just want to have fun,
so, how do I earn my 30%?
Come.
So
can you see him? He's sitting over there.
- Look.
- Yes. Yes, I can see him.
- While you pretend you're posing for me
- Yes?
I'll take a few pictures
of what's going on behind you.
- [whispers] Okay, but that's Sandro Ralli!
- Yes, yes.
Here we go.
Don't move.
Wait.
Don't move.
[woman] It must be exciting to have
these adoring girls around you.
[whispers] Is this okay?
You're very beautiful.
You know that?
You too.
[camera clicks]
I was thinking, there are
too many eyes here, too many ears.
Why don't we go to my place?
- It's quieter and my mother's asleep.
- [chuckles]
- What's that face?
- Nothing.
Nothing.
[camera clicks]
I don't go home with the first guy I meet.
[Nora] So?
You got it?
[camera clicks]
That's a good one.
The last one was beautiful.
[laughing]
So what do we do now?
We can have a drink.
- What do you say?
- Yes.
[band playing upbeat music]
So you're the black sheep of the family?
No, "black sheep" is too much!
I'm more of a free spirit.
A free spirit?
You tie your shoelaces all by yourself?
It takes courage
to be Simone Baldi, you know?
You try dealing with my father.
He wants me to follow in his footsteps.
Or at least to get a serious job.
Certainly not photography.
Did you use the word "courage"?
Yes.
Listen, courage is something else.
You show courage
when you're alone against the whole world.
Give me an example. I'm curious.
- [screaming]
- [band stops playing]
- [Nora coughs]
- I'm sorry. She was choking on her water.
- You can dance. Sorry.
- [band resumes playing]
Are you insane?
I enjoy provoking you.
- You do?
- Yes.
Hey, they're getting up to dance.
Let's get closer so we can hear them.
[band continues playing]
[all] Tequila!
[playing romantic music]
[romantic music continues]
Hey! They're leaving.
What do we do?
We follow them.
[Nora exclaims]
[suspenseful music playing]
- There they are!
- [scooter starting]
[suspenseful music continues]
Gioia. Gioia.
Who's the brightest star of all? It's you.
How was your night with the Baldis?
If they're Russian spies,
then I'm President Kennedy.
Don't be so naive.
We've received reports on them.
You get reports on everyone these days.
Are they starting to trust you?
Yes, yes.
Very much so.
Put this in their house.
What is it?
A bug.
- Is that a problem?
- No. No problem.
They'll definitely
return the dinner invitation.
So
Okay.
[suspenseful music playing]
- This car's a beauty!
- Let's go.
[Nora] Yes, they went this way.
- [Simone] Wait.
- Yes, come.
[Nora laughing] Wait. I can't do it.
- [waves lapping]
- [both laughing]
[Simone] Be careful.
- [Nora] Can you see them?
- No, you?
No.
- [Nora] Let's go look for them.
- Easy! Be quiet, or they'll hear us.
[waves lapping]
- [woman] No, we can't.
- [couple laughing]
[laughing continues]
- I can't see a thing.
- Let's get closer, then.
No, wait. They'll see us.
I guess your great scoop ends here, then.
[sighs] I guess so.
I like being with you, you know.
Me too.
But maybe it's the tequila.
[both chuckling]
- When will I see you again?
- I don't know.
Next time you get to pick the place.
We'll see.
[woman shrieks]
What was that?
[ominous music playing]
[camera clicking]
[man laughing]
[laughing continues]
Simone, they're just having fun. Let's go.
Yes. You're right.
Come. I'll take you home.
[soft guitar music playing]
[man laughing]
[man hyperventilating]
Shh, shh, shh.
[sniffles]
[somber music playing]
[laughing hysterically]
[somber music continues]
TO ROSSANA CASTAGNOLI AND THE CARNIES
WHO WROTE THE HISTORY OF ROME'S LUNA PARK
Subtitle translation by: Andrea Coppola