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has never had a baby-sitter?

Hasn't he? Why?

Because we've always

stayed with him.

You've never gone out?

Never. And so

we've read everything.

We've read Von Kleinst...

Hegel...

Spinoza...

We've read... Federico Tozzi...

We've read everything

about Xenophon...

- Svevo...

- And then Herodotus.

And then?

Tacitus!

All Tacitus!

Then... we have...

Saint Augustine.

Saint Augustine, Delfini,

Meneghello and Capitini.

Cicero, over and over again.

and Rousseau, Leibniz...

Wittgenstein.

Dear diary, we're passing by

the island of Panarea.

Gerardo says

he has never been there...

...but he can list

all its pubs and discos,

restaurants and beer houses.

We decide not to get off

and to continue for Stromboli..

...where we are certain

that we'll finally succeed...

A few verses by Tibullus

came to my mind.

They describe the situation we're in,

when we watch TV.

"Quam juvat"... How beautiful it is,

to sprawl on the bed

or an armchair... "cubantem"...

and listen to the impetuous winds,

"immites ventos"...

which fight against each other.

They came to my mind while I was watching

"A round terrace by the sea".

Give me the list!

Stop it!

Give me the list

with the things...

...that you had to force me to do!

Listen:
I don't have

to waste my time, ever!

I had been told

that when one gets to Stromboli,

they immediately feel

the threatening presence

of the volcano.

Gerardo and I started

to fight at once.

Why hadn't he reminded me

that I was there to work?

I had given him a list

of the things I had to do..

but I had only wasted time

since I'd been there.

I am the mayor, my pleasure!

Professor!

Good morning.

Please be our guests.

No, thanks, we'll book a hotel.

We have to concentrate.

There's a house of some friends'

which is fit for you, come on!

The agronomist in charge of

the 28.000 hectares is coming here...

...hectares which surround Tokyo.

He wants to discuss

about my projects with me.

Riccardo!

He wants to understand the secret

of our equilibrium between growth and comfort.

Riccardo, that's me!

Listen, I have abandoned

the ideal of boulevards

with palms

imported from Los Angeles.

I'd like to give back to the island

its lost traditions,

and then squares, roads,

gardens, fountains, theatres...

Riccardo, they don't know

where to sleep!

Enough!

Sorry, I have so many projects,

but all end up badly.

Everyone is so hostile here...

How come?

These two friends need hospitality,

if you're kind enough...

All the contrary of Amsterdam,

where at night you pass by

lunch tables, halls and bedrooms,

and they're all floodlit, all visible.

A life without curtains.

I am the mayor!

You cannot treat me like that!

They need to concentrate

for three or four days!

They won't collaborate,

there's nothing I can do.

Maybe it's the threatening

presence of the volcano.

Yet there would be

enough human material.

In Stromboli there's a mixture

of Italians and Germans...

...very interesting.

The families are big,

not like in Salina and its zero growth.

For example

I have three kids.

So much wasted potential.

What a pity!

From now on

you can only go on foot.

Along this path?

You follow the path, regular

footsteps, without forcing.

Will you excuse me, I'm waiting

for the Japanese agronomist to call.

He's responsible for the 28.000 hectares

that surround Tokyo.

See you tomorrow, then.

There is something hypnotic,

an ancient bond between...

Don't turn around!

Don't turn around!

What's happening?

A group of Americans,

at the shelter.

I need a favour,

I am ashamed.

I would like to know

if Sally Spectra told

her husband that she's pregnant.

"Bold and the Beautiful", the soap.

In America they're ahead...

Oh, yes,

they're a few seasons ahead...

And ask them if Stephanie has found out

anything, after placing the microphones..

...in the house of the new wife

of her ex-husband.

But... Nancy...

Whose wife is she?

Thorn's!

But where has

Stephanie placed the microphones?

In the house

of the wife of her ex!

But why?

Because she's jealous!

What was

Sally Spectra's problem?

She's pregnant,

does her husband know it or no?

She has told him!

Nancy is crazy

about her tennis teacher!

There are no hopes

for Thorn!

I am so envious of the music

that you can always listen to in Panarea.

What do you think? I'd like to ask

to Ennio Morricone..

if he wanted to write

the soundtrack for this place.

Huh, could be an idea.

Like that western, how does it go?

- Shon shon?

- Yeah!

Exactly.

Best wishes, for everything,

maybe we won't

meet anymore, however.

And a director of photography

in charge of the light of the island...

Storaro who takes care of the lights

and the sunsets of Stromboli!

Rebuild Stromboli from zero!

Rebuild Italy from zero!

A new way of life,

new light, new clothes,

new sounds,

a new way of speaking,

new colours, new taste..

All new!

Shon shon.

No, listen, let's go to Panarea.

Let's go to Panarea.

Welcome! Excuse me.

Welcome to Panarea.

Where are you coming from?

Stromboli.

What a bore.

I am preparing a party

in honour of the bad taste.

It almost took me a year

to organize it.

Helmut Berger said that he'll come

in underpants directly.

And then on Saturday

there's my divorce party.

Do you always organize

such things?

We can provide you with anything

you need. Cocktail, dinners, journeys...

...settings.

I can find a white elephant

for an exotic dinner,

...or an amazing photographer

for a marriage..

...or a watussi to liven up

a worldly evening.

Ideas, creativeness,

atmospheres, contacts...

Good-bye and thanks!

Dear diary, I'm happy

only by the sea, while I'm travelling...

...between an island that I've just left

and another one that I still have to reach.

We are going to Alicudi now,

the most distant and wildest island of all.

I am sure that you're against

the programme "Who has seen them?"

Should we deny Ulysses,

after the fall of Troy

the right

to wander about the seas

stopping by Circe,

Calypso, Nausikaa?

Certainly not.

If we did that, we would not have

the Odyssey.

And should we deny

his relatives who remained in Ithaca

the right to look for him?

And so Telemachus goes around

to ask news of his father.

and what he asks is:

"Who has seen him?"

Good morning.

There's no salvation for Italy.

He is waiting for you.

"He" who?

A man who has refused

success and glory.

He hates narcissism.

We all hate narcissism here,

and Alicudi welcomes only

those who share its same beliefs.

Here you can find

the energy you need for your work.

Alicudi will give you something

which the other islands won't.

I know, I was told that.

Is it going to take long yet?

Yes.

Aren't there any other roads?

There are no

roads at all here.

Aren't there?

- Listen, this person...

- Lucio.

Who is waiting for us, yes...

He wrote a very

successful book a long time ago.

- Too much successful.

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