A Special Day Page #2

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- I feel better.

- Are you sure?

You're absolutely sure?

All right.

I'll put everything away

and we'll leave.

Knock it off,

I want to sit up front.

Those suit you better.

They're comfier too.

- Really?

- Yes.

Oh, sorry!

- Where shall we go?

- Dunno... there's nothing here.

- Have you ever been here?

- Yes, for the reptile expo.

- The what?

- The reptile expo.

- You like snakes?

- I have one as a pet at home.

- You have one at home...

- Snakes are cool.

You sleep without worrying

it'll slip out of the cage?

- Yes.

- Wow, I would never be able to.

- Do you like animals?

- Sure, I like dogs.

Normal animals.

- Like it?

- Nice.

- Want to do some shopping?

- No, no...

Let's go, I don't have the money.

That's the problem.

- At least you work.

- I work...

This is cute.

- No?

- No.

This is cute.

- Looks good.

- The Congressman would like this.

They're completely ignoring me.

You disappeared, what's up?

Nothing, let's go. Come on!

Why do people bother coming

to the mall ifthey're broke?

Isn't it pointless?

Yes.

In fact, it is.

Who cares about where you are,

all that matters is who you're with.

Being in heaven with the wrong person

is like being in hell.

Like it here?

Yeah.

- You don't really like it here.

- It's fine.

Let's play a game,

I'll pick the next place,

then you pick the one after.

All right.

- Okay?

- Okay.

Let's go.

Hi, Neda.

- Hi, Marco! How are you?

- Fine, and you?

Fine. You're so fancy...

- Why are you dressed up?

- I work as a chauffeur.

- Your mom must be happy.

- She is.

She managed to hook you up, huh?

- We'd like a lane for an hour.

- All right.

- I'm a size 43, and you?

- 38.

- Thank you so much

- Sure, it's my job.

That's six euros, Marco.

- Six euros?

- Now that you work...

- You can pay.

- Right, I work now...

- Say hi to your mom.

- Okay. Bye, Neda.

- Almost a strike!

- Yeah!

- Your turn.

- What do you mean?

- I'm not playing alone.

- But...

- I don't like bowling.

- Don't like it or don't know how?

- I know how to play.

- Then bowl.

- I'll ruin my French manicure

- French manicure...

- Are you going to play or not?

- All right.

- Take that!

- You got a strike...

All those excuses

and then you get a strike...

It's all technique.

You distracted me!

- Impressive!

- Impressive...

No call from them yet,

should I call my boss?

Forget it, I don't really care.

- Sure?

- Yes.

Q k3Y-

Some people have no respect

for themselves.

Who, her?

I was fat too when I was a kid.

- No way!

- I swear, I was a lardball.

At school the kids called me

"mutilated walrus".

- Why mutilated?

- I'd just had my appendix removed.

That was the straw

that broke the camel's back.

I said:
"No more mutilated walrus,

time to make a change!"

- What did you do?

- Diet and exercise, naturally.

No sweets, no carbs,

and lots of bowling.

- Bowling is no sport!

- It does help balance you out.

- Give it a try.

- Right.

And it used to be free.

Oh God!

- What?

- Nothing, don't turn around.

- Why?

- Nothing, don't turn around!

- Don't tell me that's your ex!

- She sure is my ex...

- Don't turn around.

- Fine.

- Do you mind if we leave?

- Let's go.

Honey, wait...

I forgot my purse.

- Right, your purse.

- Sorry.

- Shall we go?

- Yes.

- You are nuts.

- And you're an a**hole.

- Why?

- You put your tongue in my mouth.

You kissed me, I couldn't help it.

- "A**hole" is a bit much.

- Dummy, that kiss was just an act.

Well I'm not an actor.

- I'm going to tie your feet up.

- You wish...

- Look what you did.

- Relax!

- I want to return it spotless.

- It's not yours?

Mine? I wish it were!

I do plan on buying my own one day.

And I'll work for myself.

Maybe I'll lease one...

I'd be crazy to ditch this job now.

Maybe in the future though...

I was born to be a businessman!

F***ing hell! I knew it.

Sh*t!

- It's no big deal.

- No big deal, my ass!

It's my first day of work.

They'll fire me and rightfully so.

- It's just a scratch.

- The whole bumper has to be replaced.

- It's nothing, chill out.

- Just be quiet, please.

Really? Then f*** you!

- Are you serious?

- I am serious.

Maybe I can wipe it off.

No luck!

I can't wipe the damn thing off!

I'm screwed!

What'|| I tell them now? What?

"I went bowling because.

Why did I go bowling?

What am I going to do? What?

I'm sorry.

That's right, you'd better apologize.

She jinxed me!

- Who?

- The bowling alley lady.

She's all happy now.

She's bitter that the priest

hooked me up instead of her son.

- The priest?

- Yes, he got me this job.

My mom did his hemming and mending

at her seamstress shop.

She's a pro, she works her magic

with needles.

Anyway, he got me this job

and she's jealous

her son didn't get it.

There she is, look at her!

That's why she was rude.

Exactly...

"That's six euros!"

I never paid before, I've bowled

for free dozens of times.

- But today she made me pay.

- You work now...

Slow down,

you don't want to hit another car.

I have an idea.

- Pull over.

- Oh God...

- Ever driven an automatic car?

- No.

It moves by itself

when you release the handbrake.

Look at this jackass cutting us off!

- Jerk!

- Release it...

- It moves by itself...

- Yes.

Nice and easy.

Concentrate, please.

Make sure you look around...

Slowly.

- Don't stress out.

- I'm not.

It feels different. This car is snazzy

but mine's more responsive.

- Make sure to look in the mirrors.

- I know.

- Eyes on the road!

- Yes, they are!

- Feel how smooth it is?

- Yes, I feel it.

It's like a cinch, once you get

used to it, it's like a game.

All right.

- Come on.

- This way?

Yes, be careful.

Fury!

- Scared?

- No.

I'm not scared.

Touch him.

Hi!

Like that...

- He's nice.

- Yes, but he's always all alone.

You know there are boars here?

- Boars?

- Yes, but don't worry.

They only come out at night.

You know...

a friend of mine from school

had a baby.

Yes... I went to visit her,

she was holding the baby,

he was beautiful,

so tiny with these little gray eyes...

His name's Alessio.

It was so strange though because

having a baby at our age...

isn't easy.

- How old is she?

- My age.

- How old are you?

- You don't know how old I am?

- How old are you?

- I'm 19.

But if you ask me...

having a baby is...

a way to resolve all of your problems.

- Does that sound odd?

- No, no...

I wouldn't say that...

But it is a huge responsibility,

for sure.

It's a big change.

- Here.

- Thanks.

Let's clean ourselves up

before getting into the car.

Hello?

Yes...

No, no problem.

All right.

I think I know where it is,

I've been there before.

Yes.

Perfect.

Talk to you later.

Good bye.

They don't know when

he'll be out of the meeting so...

they booked a table for us,

they're paying. Let's go.

- Where?

- A restaurant.

- Do you know where "Gusto" is?

- No.

Can't your fancy GPS find it?

It can't find everything.

You should take off your tie.

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