Happy Family Page #3

Today's

my husband Vincenzo's birthday.

I've organized a surprise dinner.

I mean, he knows there's a dinner,

but thinks it's with Marta's parents.

He's going through a bad spell,

I think he has problems at work.

I love him,

I've never loved anyone as much.

Actually, to tell the truth, I have.

My ex-husband in the beginning.

Then it ended.

The same thing's starting to happen.

As years pass, you drag

more and more things around.

That's why they say

"bag and baggage of experience",

it's like a bag on your back

that in time gets

heavier and heavier.

We each have our own to carry.

I don't want to look in yours,

you decide what I see.

But let's make the journey together.

His serious face and gray hair

seemed to say that,

his eyes speaking more than his lips.

And I fell in love.

- Go shower.

- What's the occasion?

Will you move? It's 7:30.

I have to finish something.

An important thing.

There's hot water,

Marta showered 30 minutes ago.

The boiler light's still on,

I'm not taking a cold shower.

A lukewarm shower won't kill you!

I'm not taking a cold shower!

It's the way I am, it's cultural!

Mom, where are my striped socks?

Look in your drawer.

- They're not there.

- Why not?

I couldn't find mine

so I put yours on.

I'm a very fussy dresser.

I bought a shirt

for tonight's dinner,

I couldn't decide the color...

I ended up getting white.

Better take no chances!

I'm sorry, I realize.

Gianni's going for a bath,

he rolled in sh*t this morning,

I can't take him like this.

Hi Filippo, it's Caterina,

about Dad's gift.

I got him a digital camera,

in case you're thinking of

the same gift. See you this evening.

#Hi Caterina, about Vincenzo's gift,#

#I bought him a digital camera. #

#in case you're thinking#

#of the same gift. #

For starters, steamed shrimp,

so we'll have white wine

and eat without forks,

like the Jap...

Did I already mention starters?

I think so.

We're what's called a happy family.

I've a doubt,

what do I get for his birthday?

Excuse me, why not a digital camera?

Should I take dessert or a bottle?

Not wine, there are lots of us,

I can't go with just one bottle,

and showing up with

a loaded grocery bag is sad.

You don't make desserts,

you buy them, someone will.

Cucchi makes

the world's best ice cream cakes.

So, if they already have dessert,

I can say:

"Taste this ice cream cake,

it's the best in the world. "

I'm afraid of dying.

It's the first time

I've been so scared.

I've done lots of things in my life.

I just don't think

it's the right time.

But then again,

what is the right time?

- Did you say something?

- No.

I was thinking aloud.

- Is everything alright?

- Yes.

Let's go.

It's Ezio, the one...

#Yes, top floor. #

Go, Gianni.

Caterina went out to buy dessert,

Grandma Anna's a great cook,

but she says you don't make desserts,

you buy them.

The ice cream cake!

I left it on the bike.

I'll be right back.

What a dumb ass!

But I'm making out okay.

#Believe in yourself, Ezio,#

believe in others!#

Excuse me! Is this your bike?

Yes.

What if everyone chained

their bikes to light posts.

What would happen?

All light posts would have

bikes chained to them.

- Think that's good?

- What?

That city light posts

are crammed with anchored bikes!

- Do you need the gate?

- Yes.

- That's a subject...

- You're uncivilized!

Excuse me, just one second.

F*** off.

- What floor?

- Top.

You're Ezio?

- Yes.

- A pleasure, Caterina.

I'll get it.

You're the guy who had the accident.

- What a bummer!

- #You're a hummer!#

#He's cute, even with a bandage. #

Chopin.

So, you play piano.

Nice, very nice.

- Lucia, behave.

- Don't worry.

She smells mine.

- Yours?

- Dog, I have a dog, Gianni.

We're here.

So, we could get off.

Ugo Bondi, a pleasure.

Forgive me, I'm a little...

I didn't expect...

- Don't worry.

- Make yourselves at home.

Beautiful home!

You're beautiful.

- It's ready.

- That's lovely!

The old lady's nice, she's the cook?

Really she's my mother.

Lovely woman.

- Excuse me, I...?

- Yes, next to Caterina.

#Great, Anna!#

#I really like this Ezio. #

#He has a wonderful smell. #

#I'll put on some deodorant. #

Excuse me, I'll go wash my hands.

#Sh*t, the rolling papers!#

#Good, I brought them. #

#I'm all out! Who do I ask now?#

#Maybe this twit right here... #

Got any "lingrol perpas"?

- Rolling papers?

- "Lingrol perpas", rolling papers?

No, I'm sorry.

If I had "lingrol perpas"

you'd have...?

"Kesmo"?

Sure, I don't eat papers.

We'd have a nice "intjo",

but as it stands, no.

Sorry.

#He's bright, but I'd rather#

#he be dumb, with papers!#

#I gotta drink less,#

#I'm drunk already. #

#If I don't eat something,#

#I'll do damage. #

White musk!

- What?

- Your perfume, it's white musk.

No, it's bath foam.

Excuse me, I...

She's got alcohol-breath

that'd floor a barfly!

- Patchouli!

- White musk was better.

No, Patchouli, me, essence.

That'd be good, some sense.

Done?

#He's so self-assured!#

#He doesn't know anyone,#

#still he's relaxed. #

- I've got some!

- What?

- "Lingrol perpas", in my pocket.

- Good, we can have an...

"Ferree"!

What do you do?

You're right to...

I'm a writer.

Hear that? He's a writer!

- That's so interesting.

- Not a real writer.

- Meaning?

- I'm an author.

- I write stories for others to tell.

- Now nice!

Well, it's like saying

I make cars and you drive them.

I'd rather drive them.

So, you can make up stories at will?

Sure, it's my job.

Tell us one.

Now? I don't think...

Here's the first course.

Fettuccini with shrimp and mushrooms.

- That's lovely!

- A crafty combination.

I wanted to try a new recipe,

I hope you'll like it.

Certainly, Mom.

So, Ezio, this story?

Well...

This one's nice.

I have a friend named Federica.

She lives in a building

with communicating balconies.

The ones separated

by glass or wrought iron.

- Yes, of course.

- Yes.

Her neighbor kept a hamster

on the balcony,

#in a cage, with an exercise wheel. #

#He lived for that hamster. #

My friend,

on the other hand, has a dog.

#The other day the dog came home#

#with the neighbor's hamster#

dead in his mouth.

#She despairs, doesn't know#

#how to tell her neighbor#

that her dog killed his hamster.

#So she decides to wash it,#

#blow-dry it,#

#and put it back in the cage. #

Then she goes to work.

Coming home that night...

It's so strange,

real, but mysterious.

What's going on?

You know your neighbor,

the guy with the hamster?

The thing

that runs on that wheel?

- Eats seeds, lettuce.

- Gigio.

It died two days ago!

Distraught, he buried the hamster

in the garden...

Very nice.

But it's not a made-up story,

it really happened.

Who knows...

- You invented your friend too.

- I didn't get it.

Because you're drinking.

I'm not.

- It wasn't clear.

- What!

A guy's hamster dies,

he buries it in the garden.

One day he gets home and finds it

washed and combed in its cage,

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