All Roads Lead to Rome
- PG-13
- Year:
- 2015
- 90 min
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Summer.
Honey.
You may approach the bench.
We're nearly there.
Do you want the hummus
sandwich I made you?
I told you I'm not hungry.
It's vegan.
Ladies and gentlemen,
we expect to land
in about 15 minutes.
Thank you for flying
with Alitalia,
and we hope to see you
again in the near future
onboard our flights.
Arrivederci.
Summer, look.
Wait. They have geological
formations in Europe, too?
Look, honey, there's nothing
you can do for him
right now, ok?
So in the meantime,
you have 2 weeks
to just simply relax.
And I'm telling you,
you're gonna love this country,
the people, the food,
the gelato.
I should be by Tyler's side
fighting for his rights,
and you're trying to buy
me off with ice cream?
This is about injustice.
There's injustice here,
too, trust me.
Oh, I'm pleased.
No, seriously, this country
is, like, famously corrupt.
They have fascism,
social inequality.
People are eating
out of garbage cans.
I thought you said
the food was good.
It is. It... it's so good
out of the garbage cans.
All I know is
that when I was your age,
I loved being here.
When you were my age,
you were a virgin
with a Prozac dependency.
That's not true.
Yeah, I've seen the photos
of the zits and the braces.
That was junior high school.
And actually, when I was here,
I had a boyfriend,
and he was very handsome.
I got it. I got it. Thank you.
Check the tag. The tag.
Check the tag.
That's mine.
Oh. Hey.
Oh, is this yours?
Yes. I'm sorry.
Looks... take it.
Ok. Looks like my old bag.
Excuse me. It looks
like my old one.
Sorry.
Come on, little duck.
Signorina, Scusi. Per Favore.
Oh, you've gotta be kidding me.
Can I have your
passport, please?
Sure.
Purpose of visit?
I'm being kidnapped...
We're on vacation.
By my own mother.
She's making a joke.
Wait a second, please.
Jesus, summer.
Mm?
Take your glasses off.
Yeah?
Do you have any criminal record?
N-no, and she's not about to
get one right now, either.
You just lied
to an agent of the law.
It's a juvenile record.
It's in the process
of being expunged,
and it's really just an
administrative thing now.
You told an untruth.
Well, technically I did not.
Ah. See?
Ah, it's so relaxing in Italy.
People are so laid-back.
Ah, Buongiorno.
Buongiorno. Ciao.
Hello. I have a...
Una... una reservazione.
Just have to...
Find the number.
But I know it's under the name Mrs.
Falk.
Marg... well, Maggie.
Yes. Maggie.
I will need
the reservation number.
Yes, but I also have the, um...
That's the credit card
that I booked on.
I'm sorry.
No number, no booking.
Come on. What's a little...
What's a little number
between Amici, huh?
I'm sure you can scrounge up
a little convertible,
you know, um...
Una fiat Bella.
Tutto e Bellissima.
I'm sorry.
That is the least
Bellissima car ever.
That is antique Bellissima.
It's eighties.
You love the eighties.
The eighties revival
is totally over.
Well, can't you
like it ironically
or whatever it is you kids do?
The irony revival
is totally over, too.
You have to like things
sincerely now.
Mm.
I like it sincerely.
On the road, just the two of us,
sisters doing it for ourselves.
Ah, seriously.
"Thelma and Louise."
Thelma and Louise drove off a
cliff and killed themselves.
Oh! God!
Sorry.
Yep, super relaxed here.
Unlike dad's new pile
in the Hamptons,
where I should
totally be instead.
Last time you stayed with him,
he took you out drinking.
I try to see him taking me
as an act of trust.
Oh, god. Please don't tell me
what his less
trustworthy acts are.
Exactly. I won't. I'm not telling
you anything about anything,
which is why you don't know
anything about my life
and you keep trying
to protect me
from things I don't need
to be protected from.
Is your seat belt on?
Yes.
Tranquility.
Yep, pure tranquility
with Tyler unjustly rotting
in the penal system.
Ah, brother.
It's a harmless medicinal herb.
5 kilos of a harmless
medicinal herb.
Marijuana laws are
a tool for the state
to oppress the underclass.
Underclass? His
mother owns a gallery
on the upper east side.
You're so racist!
He's white!
No, he's not.
He's 1/8 native American.
There was a genocide.
Summer, honey, baby,
I just don't want you
dragged into this.
He wants you to pretend
that they were your drugs.
He never asked me to do that.
Well, that's not
the impression you gave.
The impression you gave
is that he wants you
to go back on your deposition,
to perjure yourself,
and to say that it
was you all along.
No! I was speaking
hypothetically.
If I took the rap, it'd just
be a juvenile sentence,
which doesn't count,
technically speaking.
Do you have any idea
how hard it was
to get your record
for theft overturned?
It wasn't theft.
It was liberation.
Those rabbits needed to be free.
Summer, summer, this is drug dealing.
It would be perjury,
and it would look awful on
your college application.
I hate you!
I know you do. I know you do.
Summer. Whoa, summer!
Get off!
Don't... that's not safe. Ow!
That's really dangerous!
Ow! My foot's stuck!
I don't care.
You're so controlling!
No wonder dad left you...
For his 23-year-old legal
secretary called Amber.
I'm sorry. What, honey?
Whatever.
Just give me my bag.
I need my phone.
Give me my bag!
Fine. I'll get it myself.
Where's my stupid phone?
Aah!
Oh, honey, look.
It's... wow.
It's gotta be here somewhere.
I'm sorry. Sorry, sorry.
Where the hell's my phone?
Oh, sorry, Ms. lady,
but we're almost there.
Sorry.
Wow. It's exactly the same.
20 years in the blink of an eye.
Ohh.
It's really something, isn't it?
Oh.
Where is it?
Where's what? Oh, you know what?
I have to remember
to write to uncle George
and thank him... My cell phone,
which I strongly
suspect you stole.
Well, that would be very
uncharacteristic of me.
I am someone people steal from.
Give it to me!
I don't have it.
Gosh.
Oh, calm dow...
Calm down. Please!
I don't have it.
Give it to me! I don't...
Buongiorno.
You rented the
cottage from George?
I live opposite, so...
Luca?
Maggie?
I thought...
I thought you moved to France.
I moved back.
I bought the old farm,
the villa.
The big villa?
This cannot be happening.
She must be your sister?
She wishes.
This is... This is summer.
She's my daughter.
Your daughter.
I can't believe this.
I know. Me neither. It's...
May I invite you for a
drink in... in my garden?
Oh, that's... That's very nice,
but we just got here,
and we haven't
even unpacked, and...
I understand.
But if you change your mind,
you are very welcome.
Bye.
Bye.
Ma.
Ma!
Yep?
Is he why we're here?
No.
No, no, god, no. I...
I had no idea.
I thought he moved away.
You knew he was back.
I haven't thought of him
in 20 years.
Yeah, right.
Sheez.
Yo.
Oh, my god. Tyler, you're out.
You made bail?
Didn't you, uh, get my text?
My... my mom's such a b*tch.
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