Every Blessed Day Page #6

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for three months.

- What?

- She fought with the boss.

When she requested time off,

he asked her some questions

and instead of answering,

she blew up at him and spit at him.

She spit at him?

And he fired her?

No, he gave her a raise...

She really didn't tell you?

How odd,

I thought she was open with you.

Is there another Guido'?

I'm talking about Guido

the night porter, who reads a lot...

- That would be me.

- Antonia's told me lots about you.

- She said you're amazing.

- Really?

She said you gave up your career

to be with her,

you were offered a job

at an American university...

I didn't give up...

In fact, she said

you never made an issue of it.

- She loves you like crazy!

- Really?

She said you're an angel

who saved her life.

She'd be ruined without you.

And you make love every day,

lucky you!

She speaks so highly of you.

I keep hoping one day I'll find

a man like Guido too, silly huh?

Are you crying?

I told you some wonderful things.

So sweet!

- Bye, sorry, thanks.

- Where are you going?

Excuse me...

- Excuse me?

- What?

Can we talk? It's an emergency.

- Emergency?

- I'm looking for Antonia.

- Who's Antonia?

- The singer.

You know her, come on.

Gimme a break, I'm busy, all right?

Listen, Antonia told me...

she was with you last night.

Let's get things straight,

she asked if she could stay over

and she left this morning

without thanking me.

So you can leave now.

- Where is she?

- Hands off!

Who knows where that nutcase is.

- I just asked a question...

- Guys!

I'm leaving, I'll leave on my own.

I'll calm down, I'm calm.

Excuse me,

why are you being so rude?

Guys, careful he's dangerous.

I'm asking for help,

just tell me where Antonia is.

He's dangerous! Out!

I remember this jerk,

he hit a kid last time.

Easy!

Stay the f*** away from here.

You guys are crazy,

this is no way to treat a person.

You're acting like bruisers

in a film, a TV series.

- Get lost.

- I'm going.

But let me say,

you should be ashamed of yourselves,

this is no way to treat...

- You asked for it, now get lost.

- Yeah, go!

Enough with this violence, hear me?

- Crazy...

- Shame on you.

Go back to your neighborhood.

Enough with this violence.

Hey, do you need a tissue?

Open the door, please.

Open!

Did you see a girl with a guitar?

She was sitting here.

A girl... she got off the bus.

Did you see her?

- Are you okay, Guido?

- Yes.

What happened,

what's all that blood?

- Nothing.

- Did you fall down?

I can't believe what those jerks

did to you!

Does your tooth hurt, is it loose?

My head is spinning a bit,

but I got what I deserved.

What are you saying?

Go lie down.

Miscel, your eyes are closing.

She falls asleep to cartoons.

Antonia was right to leave me.

I'm slow, I'm boring,

I'm a coward, and a jackass.

Don't be silly!

Marcello is a coward,

he dumped me with this belly.

He said he doesn't want

a family anymore.

He said we're holding back

his potentials.

Some potentials,

he's back at his mom's house!

He quit his chauffeurjob

to audition for a reality show,

like Big Brother,

they go around to clubs

picking up chicks. Ever seen it?

I'm even hoping he wins so at least

he'll send us some money!

Sorry.

Sorry.

Are you asleep?

She's knocked out.

I think I'll rest a bit too.

I tired myself out today,

thanks to this watermelon here...

Does this bother you,

want me to move?

You're no bother, thanks for asking.

To be honest with you,

I don't understand Antonia.

I mean you're such a sweetheart,

I'd kill for a guy like you.

Thanks.

Even if I found a guy like you,

he'd never want someone like me...

- Right?

- That's not true.

I guess anything can happen in life,

never say never.

Sure...

- Sorry, I went overboard.

- No, it's just I'm in pain.

Sorry, we'd better cool it.

Yes, it's probably best.

But do you mind...

if we cuddle... like this?

Nice and close'?

No, I don't mind.

You know, I don't really consider

sex to be that important.

It's just at times I feel so...

desolate.

- Can I say that about a person?

- Sure, it's okay.

I feel desolate, really desolate.

Like a desolate land.

Landa is a name, like Yolanda...

Must be a Dutch name or something.

I assure you, it's horrible

to feel like a desolate land.

Terrible, Guido!

Really horrible, I'm telling you.

Morning.

Who's there?

Where the f*** are you going,

Global Riot?

Where are you going? Come here.

Did you ring the buzzer?

Come here, Global Riot.

I'll feed you.

There's no more dog food,

what'll I give you?

Just water...

May I'

Here, drink.

- What have you done?

- Nothing.

I've been looking for you

everywhere.

Did the buzzer ring

or was I dreaming?

Sorry I woke you up.

What time is it?

- Do we know each other?

- Somewhat.

But we haven't formed a friendship.

- Okay. Do you have a cigarette?

- No, I don't smoke.

Here, this is the last one.

Would you kindly go buy some after?

So nice!

Where the f*** is my red shirt?

Don't tell me

you put it in the washing machine.

Tell him there's never been

a washing machine here.

Some coffee would be perfect now,

if we had some.

We could've offered some

to our guest.

How are you?

What a question...

You don't love me anymore?

- What happened?

- Nothing.

I was looking for my boots

from London and I slipped.

Damn, that hurt.

Do you want to be with him?

Are you happier here?

That has nothing to do with it...

I don't want to ruin your life.

You deserve someone better.

I don't want anyone else.

I f***ing found them!

Know where they were?

In the drum case!

I was thinking I'd shave a bit...

And trim my hair too...

Kind of like Dean Moriarty

of the F***ing Fishes.

What do you think?

Get dressed, we're going home.

All right.

We have an appointment

with that promoter...

maybe we'll get some summer gigs.

My suitcase.

This is a group from Calabria,

cool aren't they?

It's hybrid reggae

mixed with folk music.

Even if I'm not

a big fan of folk music...

Good boy.

All in all, the group's decent.

Hey, are you leaving?

Yes, Antonia would rather come home.

- Oh, okay.

- Goodbye.

F***!

Antonia, wait, honey!

Darling...

do you mind paying me back

the 20 euros I lent you yesterday?

You lent me'?

I'm out of minutes

on my phone too...

Giorgio, by chance

could you spare a few euros?

Sure thing.

- I'll pay you back, of course.

- No worries.

Here's 50.

You rule, Giulio!

I like you, you've got a good vibe.

- Likewise.

- Excellent.

Rock on!

- Let me carry a bag.

- No need to, thanks.

Global Riot, what are you doing?

Go home!

Go inside!

Global Riot, go home!

Look!

Jesus Christ!

What the heck are you doing?

- What have you made me do?

- It wasn't easy for me either.

My hands were sweating, my voice

cracked, didn't you notice?

The worst has yet to come.

- Are you ready?

- Very ready.

I need you to stay by my side

all the time.

All the time.

Give me your hand.

Let's go.

Wow!

Excuse me'?

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