Fate ignoranti, Le ( The Ignorant Fairies) Page #3

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I don't really care.

Then why did you make me do

that tear-jerker phone call?

- For Ernesto.

- For Ernesto!

Why don't you keep

your fat ass out of this?

Because unlike some people,

I use my fat ass just to sit on.

How did it go?

The Salvation Army is serving lunch.

Will you stay with us for lunch?

Thanks, but I can't.

You have to take out the I.V.

In an hour, anyway, right?

- Come cut some onions.

- You already know Luisella.

She's been screwed over

by a record number of men.

At least I find men to screw me over,

you can't even get that far.

If they're not losers

you don't want them.

Can you dice the onion

into tiny pieces?

You're so chic.

When are you having a sale?

I want to be chic, too.

- You need a miracle, honey.

- Grace Kelly has spoken.

Antonia, meet the guys.

- That's Riccardo.

- My condolences... hello.

That's Luciano.

These two are as inseparable

as tweedledee and tweedledum.

That's Sandro.

Sandro is the only one

who doesn't live in this building.

But he'd like to,

now that Massimo isn't here.

Let's go sit at the table.

Mara made a decision,

she's going back to her home town.

She always says she will,

but she never does.

- She doesn't have the nerve.

- She will go, but she shouldn't.

I think she should go

just like she is.

That way she'll be free from

this nightmare once and for all.

They will be the ones

to free themselves from her.

What do you think, Antonia?

Should she go, or not?

I actually don't understand.

Let me explain,

I grew up in Catanzaro.

She has a real family,

even though that's hard to believe.

She was born from

a genetic experiment

that went terribly wrong.

And who made you,

a whale and a cactus?

For Christ's sake!

Mara hasn't been back

to her hometown in ten years.

Her darling little brother

is getting married next week

and Mara wants to go,

but nobody there knows

that "he" is now a "she."

I really want to see my grandma,

she's 99 years old.

If she sees you like that

she won't live to see 100.

- I can go dressed like a man.

- It's a wedding, not Halloween.

A man with two tits like that?

I'll strap them down.

And you'll wrap your face

like the invisible man?

That's a good idea.

I want to know why

he always has to do that.

She's just being

Let's not give her the satisfaction.

We won't say anything,

otherwise she'll never stop.

Here's the idiot who rang that way.

That wasn't only

I am pooped,

but I did find a few things...

Did you raid the flea market?

Angelo Pezza:

Patron saint of flea markets.

Who's he, the lead in your new play?

Don't start with me,

this is Israele.

- Hi everyone, I'm Israele.

- You're from the outskirts of Naples?

- No, from downtown.

- Get out!

It doesn't matter where he's from,

but how he looks!

- Come here.

- At least he's not a queen.

And he's cute.

Nice smile.

- Are you a dentist?

- No, I work in a bakery.

Interesting!

So how do you make bread?

You must've already learned.

I've only known him for 20 minutes.

Who are you?

Is that really her?

- Who else could she be?

- You're very photogenic.

- You've got your usual tact.

- The Turkish refugee has spoken.

You're just touchy 'cause everyone

steals the guys you pick up.

Don't mind them.

I don't mind anything anymore.

You still haven't answered us.

What should Mara do?

I don't know,

I don't know what to say.

If she tells the truth,

she could be rejected.

If the alternative

is never seeing them again,

maybe it's best if she goes.

And if they refuse to see her again?

I always lie to the people I love.

It's dangerous to tell the truth.

But, it isn't right...

What isn't right?

To lie to those you love?

If you tell the truth,

they might not love you anymore.

How can you love a man

who always lies to you?

Let's have a toast to the truth.

First, I want to thank you all,

for all the effort you made

not to mention him,

but it's useless.

You can avoid saying his name,

thinking of him,

you can even forget about him,

but Massimo is still here, with us,

just like every Sunday, when he

pretended to see the soccer games

at the stadium and out of town.

How many times did he tell you that?

When you asked him

how the game went,

what did he tell you?

I'll tell you what:

Everything that Mara told him.

You're sitting in his place.

So I want to toast him...

...because he was one of us.

Aren't you going to toast with us?

Sorry.

What do you want?

Why don't you get out of the car?

Do you want to spend

the day in your car?

Yes.

Milk or lemon?

It's not a tough question.

What do you want?

A tissue.

Did you go back to see her?

Was it that bad?

You don't understand

what he saw in her.

What she had that you didn't.

Right?

I fully understand.

Massimo didn't just have an affair,

he had an entire world,

his true family

was totally different.

Shush, what are you saying?

Come into the house.

I don't want to go in there anymore.

You want to spend

the rest of your life in your car?

Yes.

Fine, whatever you want.

What time should I bring you dinner?

Nora!

That's enough.

I'm very sorry,

you too good for that, ma'am,

you not deserve this.

Mr. Massimo shouldn't have.

Mom!

You told Nora

that Massimo was having an affair?

Nora is obsessed, whenever I mention

Massimo she bursts into tears.

She put candles everywhere in the

house, it's like one big shrine.

Did you tell the neighbors, too?

The only way to keep a secret

is to choose one person to tell.

We're all here together at the lab.

Sooner or later it happens to us all,

you know what men are like.

- You have nothing to be ashamed of.

- You told them, too!

You're the one who should be ashamed,

I can't stand you anymore.

Why don't you go back to your house?

I just want to be alone.

Do you understand the word "alone"?

I came to cut some onions.

I already cooked,

but you can have some if you want.

I'm not hungry.

- I am thirsty, though.

- Come in.

Do you want some water,

lemonade, iced tea?

Yogurt? Iced coffee? Hot coffee?

Gin tonic?

Ham sandwich?

A glass of wine.

I'm sorry about Sunday,

I was an a**hole,

the others were excited

about your being there, too,

and they kind of got out of hand.

- We're sorry.

- I'm sorry.

My timing is always bad.

You're about to eat?

This is for Ernesto. In an hour I'm

going to the Market, I'll eat there.

I wanted to tell you

that I can keep coming here.

I left so abruptly,

you might have thought that...

I didn't think anything.

I mean for the I.V.

Thank you, I'd like that.

Could you pass me the Parmesan?

That's good, thanks.

Massimo...

I mean, you...

Were you his first,

or did he have others?

I was his first,

actually, the only one,

he didn't have anyone else,

men or women.

Just the two of us.

How do you know?

How do you know?

He told me so.

And he never lied to you?

We were both looking

for the same book,

a rare book...

...but I had gotten there first,

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