Every Blessed Day Page #5

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- Olivia, Pelagia, Cunegunda.

All names of early Christian

saints and martyrs.

Are you nuts?

Just kidding.

But we'd have to buy an automobile.

A station wagon, used, of course...

- You can't drive.

- I'll learn.

We need it to cart around

three strollers,

and your instruments

when you play gigs.

I won't sing once I'm a mom.

I picture you feeding the babies

in your dressing room

before the gig.

Two for you,

one for me with a bottle...

- Enough with this bullshit!

- Why bullshit?

Triplets, a station wagon, gigs...

Sh*t like this

means you're not serious.

- I'm utterly serious.

- This isn't a game.

Knock it off!

- Sorry.

- No, I'm sorry.

I'm the foolish, reckless one,

you need to be the stable one,

or we're in for trouble.

All right.

I might not be a good mom.

- Sure you will.

- You're more maternal than I am.

Then you'll be the father,

same thing.

Eat up, it'll get cold.

- Sh*t!

- What? It's spicy but...

- Tony! Divine apparition!

- Hey, Jimmy.

- Eating some Indian food?

- Yes, apparently.

- Tell me what's new!

- What can I say?

- He's Guido.

- Nice to meet you.

Sorry, Gigio,

this is a historic encounter.

- How long since we last met?

- Dunno.

Must be six, seven years.

A buttload of time!

- May I? Take a seat.

- Thanks.

Chicken tikka masala.

The tandoori chicken here is tops.

So, Tony?

So, Jimmy?

I heard you were spotted

at the station wearing a uniform...

- Hostess?

- No, car rental clerk.

Car rental?

What's gotten into you?

Saving up for retirement?

Regularjob, saving up, next thing

you know you'll have a family.

All that's missing

is you popping out a kid.

Gianni, you have no idea

who we're dealing with.

- I do...

- Tony rocks!

Like Cat Power, PJ Harvey.

- Right, I couldn't agree more.

- I like you, Gino.

We should play together again.

Trinacria Style.

Right, maybe...

one day...

Jimmy! Hurry the f*** up!

- Sorry, my girls are calling me.

- Right.

Damn, it was a real pleasure.

Bye, Princess Tony.

- Bye, Gino.

- Goodbye, nice to meet you.

- Who's she?

- She wanted to record with me.

- What a character.

- I lost my appetite.

- Come on, Princess Tony.

- I'll kill you.

I swear!

I can't take it.

- Just pee, do it.

- I said no. Now shut up!

- So, how are we doing?

- She won't pee.

Typical.

You can take piss, you know.

No, I don't want to lose an embryo.

Knock it off,

plus we need this room now.

No, five more minutes,

let them settle in first.

Tell me what I need to do,

I like when you give me

instructions.

Bed rest, no smoking, no exertion,

and above all, no sex.

What a drag!

Do what you want.

Just don't lift weights.

The more at ease you are,

the better.

Now get out of here!

Can you keep it down?

- Thanks, sorry.

- You're welcome.

Bundle up, it's windy.

- Careful, there's a pothole.

- I see it.

Kids, where are you?

Sweet Mary, you're so lovely!

Pity I can't come down there

and touch you.

It's still too soon.

Make sure to be

on your best behavior

because poor mommy

is tired and worried.

Tomorrow she'll have

her beta HCG levels tested

to find out

if she can finally meet you.

She really wants you.

So do I, in my own way,

even if I don't know you.

I have to say bye for now...

If you need anything,

you can reach me by dialing nine.

Kisses from daddy.

Hold on, let me say goodbye

to these three treasures.

- We didn't take the opportunity...

- To enjoy your fresh delicacies.

- Are you nuts?

- Why?

- It's heavy, sit down.

- I'm bored to death.

- Weren't you writing a song?

- It sucks.

- Can I take the test?

- Go ahead... where is it?

Forget it, what if it's wrong?

I'll get real tests on Monday.

I'll make you something to eat,

some rice...

I'll kill you, do you hear me?

Patrizia told me

they were having problems.

- What's that?

- He's hitting her, do something.

Marcello, Patrizia,

please, behave yourself...

You need to shout!

Marcello, Patrizia,

please, behave!

What do you want?

Behave yourself,

don't shout like that.

Are you for real?

Don't you dare hit her!

Mind your own f***ing business,

will you?

- Get inside.

- Piss off!

These two nosey a**holes...

- D*ckhead!

- Don't rile him up.

I know he'll calm down,

just stay out of it.

- I'll kill them!

- Miscl, get inside.

- Those two a**holes!

- Everything is okay.

F***ing nosey people!

- D*ckhead, a**hole!

- Calm down.

- I couldn't wait.

- When do we see the result?

I forced them to hand it over,

but I haven't opened it yet.

No! Wait!

Let's go take a walk.

Go ahead.

We should fix up the backyard.

You're right.

We always say we will,

but we never do.

And take a nice trip.

Maybe to Sicily,

but we won't visit my parents.

The beach's beautiful there

but they built railway tracks

all along the coast.

F***ing a**holes,

they always ruin the best things.

Or we can go to the mountains,

I've never been.

I'll take you to Mount Cimone,

I'll show you Lake Ninfa,

it's surrounded by a beech forest,

it's incredibly beautiful.

Great,

I can smoke 100 cigarettes today!

She's not answering her phone,

where is she?

- Have you heard from Antonia?

- No, why?

I left her with Miscl while I got

an ultrasound, but they're not home.

- Come in.

- No, Giada needs to sleep now.

They're probably out for a walk.

I've been calling her for hours,

her damn phone is off!

And that a**hole Marcello

left me yesterday!

I bet something bad happened.

- Relax, I'll try to call her.

- Sweetie, please stop crying.

- I'll give her a call.

- Walk me home, will you?

Sorry we're back so late

but we were having a blast.

We went to the beach,

had a pizza and some ice cream...

You are insane! You're insane!

Wait, I bought her a gift bag.

I'm speechless!

Honey, we called you all day.

Wait!

- Sorry I'm late.

- An hour and a half!

- Sorry, I had a hold-up.

- Register the guests yourself.

Of course, I'm so sorry.

Feeling better?

I didn't sleep at home.

Aren't you going to ask what I did,

where I was?

Where were you?

I slept with another man.

- Aren't you going to ask who?

- No.

- See? You're a coward.

- Why are you saying that?

Who do you think you are,

Mr. High and Mighty?

I was with Franco.

- Franco?

- The guy from the club.

By the way, I can't even stand him.

Sorry for you.

Go on, hit me!

What kind of man are you?

Hit me, I cheated on you!

- Please...

- I cheated on you.

- F*** you!

- Antonia...

F*** you, I'm a sterile,

elderly slut

who's with a jackass

with wimpy spermatozoids.

- You sicken me, my life sickens me.

- No!

Yes, it sickens me!

Oh my God.

Let me go.

It's my fault things ended.

Excuse me, pardon me,

I'm looking for Antonia.

- There's no Antonia here.

- She's been here for three years.

- Please...

- She's been here for three years.

Are you Guido?

- Please respect the line, sir.

- Come here.

Typical of Rome...

- Antonia didn't tell you?

- Tell me what?

She hasn't worked here

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