First Love

(I'm still here.)

(Because I know you're here too.)

(Don't be afraid.)

(Nothing irreparable|has happened.)

Vittorio?

- Nice to meet you.|- My pleasure, Sonia.

- How are you doing?|- Have you been waiting long?

No.

I pictured you like this.

- I didn't, frankly.|- How then?

Thinner.

- Really?|- From what you told me.

If I don't suit you,|I can get the next tram.

- Let's have a drink at least.|- You can leave if you want.

- Whatever.|- We can get a drink, right?

Right?

No sugar?

Thanks for the coffee.

- You're already leaving?|- Yes, what's the time?

It's early, 5:
1 5.

I'll catch the 5:30 tram|and go home.

You live alone?

No, with my brother.

And you?

Alone.

So...

What do you do for a living?

My job?

I work in a Free-Trade store.

At night, I model|at the Art Academy.

- Night Academy?|- Yes, and you?

I have a goldsmith shop.|A small one.

Just two workers.

- I get by.|- Nice.

Not always...

So...

- I'm going.|- You're in a hurry to leave?

Sort of, because....

What's the point of being here?

- We'll chat a bit.|- About what?

Anything.

Thanks for the coffee, but....

It doesn't seem like you....|Do you want to talk to me?

I got the impression|that it was better....

- You haven't forgiven me, huh?|-....for me to leave.

Well... no.

What can I do?

Let me go.

Do you come here often?

Once in a while.

- Alone?|- Often.

Do you like being alone?

Do I like being alone?|I just am.

Vittorio,|come here a second, please.

I can't take responsibility|for certain choices.

I spoke to him this morning.

You know, he's pretty old,..

..he's got an ancient mindset,|like your dad.

I'm stuck in between you two, this|situation's getting out of hand.

What? Getting out of hand?

- What situation?|- Finding myself here..

..not knowing what to do,..

..if I should use 1 0 or 8 pieces.|- So I should always be here?

If you'd come by to check....

(Sonia, age 25, friendly, outgoing,|sweet, apparently.)

(She's convinced she's thinner|than she really is.)

(Strange.|It's usually the other way around.)

(About 55-57 kilos.)

(It's hard to be more exact,|dressed how she was.)

(ln any case, with that weight,|it'll never work out.)

(She'd have to lose|at least 10 kilos,..)

(..and I know how it would end up.|I mean, I know it would end.)

I found you!

I was hiding.

You have your father's mouth.

It's all wrong.

It's all wrong.

What's all wrong?

Are you taking the medicine?

Yes.

Every day?

- That's not the point.|- Then what is?

Things always end up happening|the same way, that's the point.

They were one way before, now even|with medicine they're the same,..

..only I'm more dazed now.

There are two aspects to it:

..one part can be treated|with medication,..

..that can be of help,..

..but you can stop this thing|from happening..

..if you figure out what it is.|- I know damn well what it is,..

..you know too, right?

You tell me.

It's always the same:

..a body, but not a mind,|I find a mind, but not a body!

- Do you want a body or a mind?|- Both!

They should come together.

(Despite everything, she comes|looking for me, of all people.)

(As if she wanted|to tell me something.)

(I've always looked|for a body first, and then a mind.)

(l never imagined|it could be the other way around.)

(Finding a mind first,|then a body.)

Write down the measurements,|we'll place an order..

..with the warehouse on Tuesday.|- Alright. Come in.

- Hi.|- Hello. - Hi.

Cute.

You liked it, you wore it...

- I use it.|- You use it?

- Here's Marco. And Michele.|- Hi.

- Here he is.|- Hi. - Hello.

Aren't you going to introduce us?

Sure, sorry. Anna...

- Hi.|- Hi.

Vittorio.|Antonella, Vittorio.

Mopi, who just got here|with the merchandise.

- Hello.|- Vittorio.

How's it going?

- And you?|- Fine! I'm glad you're here.

- Hello.|- Hi.

- Good morning.|- Morning.

Good morning, Mario.|Sonia.

- The future owner.|- The future owner!

- Could be.|- Yeah...

Show her.

He's sanding.

- That's gold.|- Oh, God!

It gets into the air|and sticks to everything.

- Even onto hair.|- On mine too?

Against the light....

I glitter.

You glitter.

We'll wash your hair after.

- Mine?|- Of course, I don't have any.

You silly boy...

There was a guy|who worked with my dad....

- Do you remember, Mario? - Yeah.|- With long hair, who always wore gel.

He'd come with his hair|slicked back..

..and he'd run his fingers|through his hair.

Obviously, before..

..he'd go like this.

Gold dust would stick,|and he'd slick his hair.

He'd go home, wash his hair|and collect the gold dust.

- He stole gold?|- Yes.

- How long did he work here,|three years? - Yes.

When dad caught on,|he fired him.

We could've denounced him.

- You mean, with that dust?|- Sure.

From here, there's a view..

..of the castle of the Capulets|and Montagues, in that direction.

A reference to the story|of Romeo and Juliet.

You're not just buying a home,|but a chunk of history.

I'm pretty convinced.

- We'll....|- Vit!

-....discuss the price.|- Vit!

The price is always negotiable.

- Did she call me? - Yes.|- Vit!

Beautiful!

Really.

Should I get it?

Yes.

- Are you sure?|- It's you who needs to be sure.

- It's not for you two?|- No!

- I thought you'd live here together.|- It's not for us? - No!

- It's not for us!|- I thought it was.

Why?|You said you liked it.

- Yes, it's perfect for you.|- Why?

- lsn't it a bit too soon?|- For what?

For you and me to live together.

Why is it too soon?

- You don't know what I'm like.|- Who say so?

You hardly know me.

Sonia!

Well, I already signed|a pre-contract.

- Yes...|- Sure.

And you can't pull out.

I can't pull out,|he just reminded me.

Unless you pay a penalty.

What do you want me to do?|You signed the pre-contract.

Just say yes,..

..I won't live here alone.

You can say no too,|but just say so.

- Think about it, ma'am.|- How much f***ing time do you need?

Say yes or no.

If you say no I'll lose money,|but I don't give a sh*t.

I just need to know.

- There was nothing here before?|- No,..

..we made it all.

I'm a taxi driver,..

..so when you come home,|you have to create your own nest,..

..where you can escape, dream...|- He's talking your ear off?

Kind of.

- An interesting guy.|- Like him?

Yes...

Do we accept him?

Let's flip a coin?

Heads or tails? Heads!

Can I take the yellow box|that you like?

Just this once...

I've never felt|this anxious before.

Maybe it has to do with you.

Something makes me feel....|I don't feel comfortable,..

..to avoid saying I'm nervous,..

..I'll say I'm uncomfortable|on this f***ing hammock.

- Actually, before I fall off....|- I don't understand...

You're uncomfortable because|Sonia's moving in with me?

I was relaxed before,..

..then we mentioned Sonia and there...|my freedom.... I don't know.

- Your freedom of what?|- Freedom to be at ease.

What's worrying you?

I don't know you.|It's my sister's choice.

But as siblings,|we live together for many years,..

..we share a garden too,|the freedom to stretch out here,..

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