Incompresa Page #2

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You've been with women, even midgets.

Dad!

Whore! - Dad, let's go.

- F*** you, my rib is broken.

F***, the David.

Go and get the David!

Well...

Why the long faces?

You didn't even say hello to me.

Easy come, easy go.

Do you know how lucky we are?

Now we'll be completely free.

We'll go on a cruise, us three.

And without that annoying Lucrezia.

Do you have to break our balls

with this music? Go to bed!

What do you know about balls, idiot?

- What the f*** are you saying?

If you had any, you'd be on your knees

in front of Rachmaninoff! - What?!

Are you the master around here?

- I'm the master of music!

Take this, f***er! - Throw yourself

out the window, not your oranges!

Crazy b*tch, go back inside!

- I've lived here 60 years, and this...

How f***ing dare you?!

- F***er!

My parents got divorced,

how cool is that?

From now on we'll be completely free,

no more arguments.

We're going on a cruise.

From now on I'll do

whatever the f*** I want.

Ist, you're smoking without me?

No, this cigarette's just for show.

"I'm the goat made of iron, eyes like

fire and the tongue of a lion...

Come here and you'll leave crying!"

We're the same, Ist.

He's so cool...

Exactly the same, got it?

Not too short at the front.

Shaved at the back.

Ist!

"Ist, Ist, Ist, we're the same,

we're the same! Ist, Ist, Ist!"

We're the same.

Look at this hat, Ist!

It's so cool!

Want some smelly stuff?

Look!

I want some lipstick, too.

I'll put it here, too.

You look like a vampire.

You look like that whore Maria Teresa!

I love it! - It's mine!

I want it, I want it!

Fresh ricotta, fresh mozzarella!

Go!

Piece of sh*t florist!

Where are their parents?

The parents! Hooligans!

Come on, Adriano!

You're great! Adriano, number one!

They're so good.

God, it must be difficult.

If I skate, maybe he'll like me.

- All you'll do is kill yourself

Think so?

Maybe I'll just kill myself anyway.

"My darling, where are you?"

"Here I am, I was waiting for you."

"Let's go to the cinema, baby."

- "Yes!"

"Let's go."

"Hold on darling, my lipstick."

- "You're beautiful without it."

"You're always beautiful."

- "The moon, like when we met."

"You're my moon."

"Shall we take the bus?"

- "Quick, get on."

"How nice, the bus is empty!"

"No, what are you doing?"

- "Get off me!" - "Shut up!"

"Pig!" - "Shut up, you whore!"

- "What have you done? I'll kill you!"

"I'll kill you!"

"You broke it!"

- It's your fault, stop it!

Why does he always attack her?

- Because that's how he is!

Oh, my god!

- This is so funny!

Oh, god!

- No, he wants some milk!

No, he wants some chamomile tea

like a little boy! - Disgusting!

That's our father, you know.

God, what a dog!

Not true, Dad is cool.

Why do you still call him Dad?

I can call him that, he's my Dad.

Some father, he still hasn't

invited you to his new place.

Soon you'll have to go anyway,

I'm leaving for Germany.

On tour? - But as soon as I get back,

we'll go away together.

Do you swear?

- When I promise, I promise.

"But I loved him, too.

Oh, how I loved him..."

Angela, why are you packing

Mum's swimming costumes?

She's going to Germany, it's cold.

- No, she's going to the Tropics.

Who cares about concerts?

Yes, I'm crazy.

I've had enough of artists.

Now I'm seeing a man, a real man.

He bought me, this is so disgusting...

the biggest, ugliest ring in all Atlanta.

After that a**hole, I deserve it...

I have the right!

Exactly, and he can f***!

Here we go:
first class,

champagne and flowers in the room.

Room service 24 hours a day.

This is an imperial suite, 4 by 4.

How cute, you must be Donatina!

No, that's Aria.

- Ah, the one that doesn't eat!

I know everything about you, your mum

told me everything. Come over here!

Come on, let's be friends.

Come on!

- Aria, say something.

Well, there'll be time to become

friends, get to know each other...

Oh, it's getting late.

We've got to run, or we'll be late.

- Two minutes. - Go and get ready!

Do you have a boyfriend?

Come on, I won't say anything to

your mum. Go on, tell me.

How come your hair's like that?

Do you like boy's haircuts?

Did you know I went to see your mum play?

Damn, she's so good!

It was at the Santa Cecilia.

My god, an amazing concert!

My God, who the f*** are you?

Who the f*** is your mother?

My God...

What a minx!

Mum, when will you be back?

- Soon.

Besides, Nanny Angela is here.

- Don't worry, I'm here.

Ah, then you're Donatina! Donatina...

Mum, I made this flower bracelet for you.

Oh, cute. - Whose eyes does she have?

- Thank you. - Her father's.

Ah, her father's! Come on, it's late.

We have to go. - Okay.

Come on! Bye everyone!

- Bye. - Bye bye!

Bye!

- Bye.

Come on, let's go and do your homework.

- Okay. - Times tables: 9 times 1?

Can't we do French first?

- No! 9 times 1?

Mistreated, but kind.

Darling, don't be afraid.

The time will come.

Hi, are you Aria? - Who is it, Lucy?

- Yes, is my dad there?

No, but your sister is.

- Lucrezia! Where is she?

Please, come in.

This way.

Lucrezia!

Thank you, Lucy. You may go.

F***ing hell, you shaved your head?

Wait 'till Dad sees...

He's American, maybe he'll like it.

How cute!

What's his name?

- Le Bon, like Simon Le Bon.

Don't touch him or he'll scratch you,

he doesn't like strangers.

Look...

All pink.

This is the guest room, you'll sleep here.

Good evening, Sir.

- Good evening.

Thanks.

Lucrezia? Darling, Dad's here.

Daddy!

Aria's here.

- Dad!

Ah, you're here.

What the f*** have you done?

Don't you like it?

Has your mother seen this? Well, that

woman barely notices that you exist.

Poor child of mine, you're a mess.

You should copy Lucrezia, look:

long, blonde hair...

See? See her pretty long, blonde hair?

She's beautiful.

You're hot, do you have a fever?

- No Dad, I'm fine.

To bed right away, come on!

Let me see your tongue.

Have you been eating cakes again?

- No. - No more cakes, my girl!

Dad, I haven't eaten any!

- Chocolate will give you spots.

Dad, in "The Secret of the Mummy"...

was it you who jumped from the third

floor or was it the stuntman?

You need to be quiet,

I need to concentrate.

Oh, my God! "On the soul of my niece,

take away the police..."

Bastards!

Pigs!

They bring bad luck.

You have to be careful.

There's no more freedom.

Ouch!

Dad!

Yeah, here I am!

What is it, what happened?

- My legs hurt.

Here, let me do it.

There, they hurt because you're growing.

Just my legs?

- No, your whole body.

There you go, under...

Open your mouth, stick out your tongue.

These will give you a good night's sleep.

No, cut it out!

Cut it out, stop that!

Lucrezia, cut it out!

F***, I'll tell Dad on you! - "He who

tweets like a canary is no son of Mary..."

You believe in that sh*t?

- Let go of me, stop it!

Stop!

- I'll stop if you go get me croissants.

Okay?

And don't tell Dad.

Dac! Dac!

There he is!

Come here, Dac!

Come on, don't be like that.

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